My anti-bucket list?

Someone on another blog (Girls Heart Books) wrote about having an anti-bucket list. I read her post yesterday and I have been thinking about it since then.
I rather like the idea of a "bucket list". Although I have never actually written one I do have things I still want to achieve. I may not achieve them but I can at least work towards them - or grab the opportunity to try them if that opportunity comes up.
But an anti-bucket list? Things I do not want to do?
The author of the other article mentioned bungee jumping as being at the top of her list. Hmm...yes, I would agree. I have no desire to brain damage myself still further by indulging in that idiocy.
Then someone else mentioned "potholing". Hmm...yes, I would agree. The idea of crawling into dark, damp, small spaces for the fun of it is something I completely fail to understand. I am anxious in the basement car park in the local shopping centre. (Yes, I am wimp but even being called that is not going to make me like it.)
I don't like heights either so I do not want to go to the top of any the world's skyscrapers with their "observation towers" or their "viewing platforms". Oh, and I don't want to climb Mt Everest either  - even if I could.
I don't want to visit the South Pole - or the North Pole. I don't want to row across an ocean - or be rowed across one.
Even if space travel becomes normal in my lifetime I do not want to leave Earth. (I get travel sick and apparently even people who do not normally get travel sick are prone to do so on space missions.)
I do not want to go to another Wagner opera, read War and Peace or own so much as a print of a David Hockney painting.
I do not want to eat snake or snails or scorpions.
Well, that's the start of a very long list. Would I be missing out on much?
What's on your anti-bucket list? Do tell me!