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I used to wait tables with a very talented young cricketer. He had a phobia of peaches (the skin, specifically). I used to take full advantage of his instinctive catching reactions by throwing peaches at him across the big dining room and shouting his name. He'd catch them and instantly throw them at the wall while screeching. Hours of fun.
mrJL-
Don't fuck with people's phobias man, its really cruel. It might be only a peach to you, but probably ellicited a genuine and very real fear of death in that chap!
Then again, I once absent mindedly threw a peanut at my friend with a nut allergy so perhaps I shouldn't judge.
(sits back and waits to be called a social justice warrior by the usual people on this thread)
Stonehedge
I've not been able to eat peaches since, as a child, watching that scene in the labrynth where Sarah eats a maggoty peach.