I am deathly afraid of frogs. The word "hamster" makes me laugh. I once saw a miniature horse pulling a cart with a dog in it down my residential street. I grew up in a sleepy beach town on the N.C. coast pronounced, against all linguistic rules, "Shuh-loat," I got carded once at a club and the bouncer informed me that the DMV had misspelled "Charlotte" on my license.