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True.

The next person hasn't seen a red-eared slider egg.

I haven't

the next person has never seen a bald eagle.

True.

The next person has passed a licence to drive a smaller motor boat (even if it might be expired by now)

Nope

The next person likes her a big helping of chicken livers.

No, she doesn't. And FYI, any helping of chicken livers is a big one!

The next person looks forward to trying fried spider.

Oh, yeah! That would be a dream come true.

The next person would probably make fun of me if they knew that I sometimes have to have someone kill a spider for me because I'm too terrified to do it myself.

You think I would do that? It depends on the spider though. I'm not crazy about harvestmen. Tarantulas are fine, but those spindly harvestmen... Not so much... *giggle* would that even include those itsy-bitsy cute small ones? *stifles laughter*

The next person has never screamed upon seeing a spider

Any spider bigger than a nonexistent spider is too big.

I've only sort of half screamed if a spider was moving towards me at an alarmingly fast pace.....and never in public.

The next person has tried the naked egg experiment by dissolving the shell in vinegar.

*snorts with laughter* Not making fun of you!

Nope, never tried that.

The next person has put metal into the micro wave oven.

No, because that would be dumb.

The next person has questioned if the light in the refrigerator really goes off when you close the door.

It’s fun to try though.

Sure, I questioned it when I was little but I saw it go off as the door closed, so I found the answer. Finding the answer may have included opening and shutting the door several times and hold back with my fingers and watch closely, and it may have been fun enough that I had to watch it more than once (I was little lol and obviously easily entertained).

The next person had an object that was fine in daytime but that looked scary in the dark. I did.

Not that I recall. What was yours?

The next person use to pretend that the floor was hot lava, and if you touched the floor you died.

A dog figure of a black poodle. It’s still here, I should take a pic, but I don’t have one now so. Its coat is partially brushed off as they do before shows. In the light it was all fine and dandy. But once I went to bed and the light was switched off, the light from the hallway hit the poodle and made its shorn body shiny. I found it very scary and glanced at it and looked away, scared. Every night back then (up to the age of almost 6 when we moved and it was no longer placed like that) I was scared of it. I never told them I was afraid of it. In daytime I never even thought of it. Only when the light was out. I called it Spøkelseshunden because of that.

No, I didn’t play the lava game. But the floor sometimes was an ocean and the bed was a raft and I had to save my plushies from drowning. My faves were hardest to save of course, because they were so far away and the stormy sea sent my raft in the wrong direction. There was also a waterfall I the distance. You’d have thought the end of the bed was the water fall but nope… After they were saved they were lined up.

The next person gave names to all their toys (I don’t mean individual Lego and such though)

If I did, I don't remember. I don't remember much from before the age of 6, and nothing before the age of 3. Naming my toys doesn't sound like something I would do.

The next person had a comfort item such as a blankie as a kid.

whoa! I have lots of memories from my early childhood. The first one dates back to when I was 1, some more from I was 2, and plenty of memories from the age of 3 +. And all my toys had names. And when I discovered names I liked better, they changed names. They changed names a lot!

I never had a blanket or other object per se, but I had a fave toy, first a long-legged teddy of sorts (Daniel), then a seal (Nordlys) that accompanied me everywhere (except to daycare and school, because I feared they’d be taken from me). I don’t know if that counts as a comfort item?

The next person wasn’t allowed a pacifier because their mother thought it was nonsense.

Yeah, those count as comfort items.

No, actually my mother couldn't get me to take a pacifier. I also never sucked my thumbs.

The next person used to suck their thumbs.