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To celebrate this amazing landmark, we present our favourite fifty beliefs of all time:
My brother and I thought that Grandma lived at the airport because that's where we always went to get her. Then when we were tired of her, we took her back.
When I was little I thought that Catholic reffered to people who followed the Catholic faith, and Roman Catholic was a Catholic who dressed in historical clothing, such as armor, helmet, etc. I thought they drove chariots, like how an Amish person drives a buggy.
I used to believe 'three bean salad' was an extremely small entree because it contained only three beans.
When I was little, I thought that the "viewer discretion is advised" warnings before television programs meant that you weren't supposed to talk about what you saw.
As a child I was totally floored by the fact that my dad owned a monkey wrench. We had never had any monkeys that needed to be taken apart and I could never figure out which part of a monkey it would fit on even if we had.
I used to think that a mosque was a place where mosquitoes live.
I used to believe that a Granary - the place where you store Grain was a place you put people - Grans - when they got old.
I used to believe that there was a magical ingredient in birthday cakes that allowed you to age another year, and that's why you had to eat it.
At one point growing up, I became convinvced that the world would end on February 29, 1997. I have no idea how I came by this belief, but there it was: it didn't matter what I did, what I achieved, or how I lived my life, because come February 29, 1997, the whole world would blow up and utterly extinguish all life on earth.
I believed this until one day, when I realized that 1997 wasn't going to be a leap year...
I used to believe that any person or animal that I drew might come alive and get angry at me (for drawing it badly?) Somehow, I alleviated my worry by always drawing the mouth second-to-last (so that it couldn't complain) and the eyes last (so that it couldn't see what I was doing until the last possible second).
I used to believe that my parents relied on me to make the traffic lights green. I would do this by absorbing the green from trees and grass with my eyes and beam it into the traffic lights. If i was given enough time i had a 100% success rate.
Once, when I was 8, I told my Mom about this weird experience I had where the exact same thing happened to me twice. She explained that it hadn't happened twice, but that I had déjà vu. The next day at school, I told all of my friends that I had this weird French disease that made me get stuck in time and repeat things I'd already done.
When I was little I used to think that if one of your nose hairs came out then there now was something in the world that you cant smell anymore.
I used to think that The Great Wall of China was made out of porcelain.
You know when women go in to have the ultrasound? Where you can see the baby on the television screen? I used to think they were checking for weasels.
Because I kept getting told that Jesus loved me, I thought everybody meant real love, and that when I was old enough I was going to marry Jesus. For ages I felt so proud knowing that I was engaged to Jesus, and that when we were married I would be able to take my revenge on anyone who was mean to me!
I wanted to grow up and become a marine biologist, which seemed to me the perfect combination of studying nature and shooting people.
when i was little, i thought that a con artist was a person that painted pictures of people commiting crimes
when i was small (around 5 or 6) i ran to my mom and yelled MOM MOM!! I THINK I SWALLOWED A MARBLE then i shoved my hands down my pants and yelled NO TWO MARBLES!! (true story)
When I was younger, I wanted to be a kangaroo SO BADLY when I grew up. My dad spent hours trying to tell me that I couldn't be, and I threw horrible temper tantrums EVERY TIME.
When I was little, I was always happy to have the top bunk so that in case a volcano erupted nearby, then I would be safe from flowing lava.
I grew up near Chicago.
I used to think that when you signed an organ donor card, they would come and take you away and take your organs out straight away. I remember watching my mum fill one in, getting really upset and running off with it and tearing it up! I didn't want them to come and kill her!
When I visited the public library as a little kid, I assumed most of the books in the grown-up section were filled with pictures of people "doing it".
When I was little, I used to think that our house was haunted, so every time I had to go to the loo in the night, I would drape a blanket over my head and shuffle toward the bathroom "ooh-ing" softly, so that any passing ghosts would think I was one of them. A cunning disguise, I think you'll agree.
I used to believe that if you saved the bits of crud that collected in your eyes overnight instead of wiping them away, they would eventually grow into a whole new eyeball.
Every day I would leave the 'sleep' in the corner of my eye until I got to school where I would hide it behind a door. I was hoping that eventually I would grow an army of eyeballs there.
As a four-year-old with a very large vocabulary, I decided the "Civil War" was the one war where everybody pretended they were nice to everyone else. For example, a soldier would offer the enemy a cigarette, shoot him when he least expected it, and then pretend to be sad about it.
I used to believe that speedbumps were actually there for the blind to drive, and they read it like braille. Thanks to my older brother and sister of course.
When I was about 4, I believed that if you scrub a vinyl record hard enough, long enough, with enough soap, you could erase what was on it and record your own songs there instead. I was never quite able to do this successfully, (this was before recordable CD's, or any CD's actually), but I did render several vinyl records completely unplayable.
When I was very young a friend of my mother would come to visit. Her leg had been amputated and when she would drink coffee I waited with great anticipation thinking that the coffee would drip out any minute.
I used to believe that if I was drawing a map at school of a real place, if I got it wrong it would change the real coast line so I had to be really careful.
i became very excited and happy when, around the age of 10, i was diagnosed as having athelete's foot. my parents later explained it didn't mean i was then automatically considered an athelete.
When I was in 5th grade our teacher went around the room asking us our religious beliefs. Well, I was the only one in my class who wasn't catholic and when it came my turn I told her "I'm Prostitute" and when she looked at me in disbelief I continued by saying "It's true, ask my mom, she's one too!"
"Lions, and Tigers, and Bears, Oh My!"
My little cousin Melissa used to love the Wizard of Oz. Well, when we took her to the zoo one time, she kept asking to see the "Oh My's". It took us such a long time to figure out that she thought Oh My's were a real animal from the song in the movie!
When I was a kid I overheard my parents talking about "The Baby Boom". I thought it was a problem of small children suddenly exploding.
When I was really little I believed that if the hazard lights turned on when you were driving the car would split in half and one half would turn left and the other right. Needless to say I was terrified of sitting in the middle.
Quaker Oats Porridge had a picture of a quaker on the packaging. He wore a large white cravat-type thing around his neck.
Because it appeared to emerge from underneath his chin and was the same colour as the product in the packaging, I assumed it was a torrent of semi-digested porridge which poured out of a hole in his face.
I used to believe that at night when I was asleep all my furniture including my bed was replaced with identical copies by the fairies. I started putting a cross in pen on my bed to fool them. They obviously sussed it though because they always copied that too.
When I was a little kid I thought that if you gave somebody your cold you would no longer be sick. So when I had a cold I would kiss people and then give them two short breaths in their faces to give them my cold. Nice kid.
I used to believe that cough medicine had a toggle effect. In other words, if you took cough medicine when you didn't have a cold, it gave you a cold
I used to believe that airplane pilots drove really fast down the runways just to show off and have fun before taking off.
As a kid I was always very impressed with people in Quebec who had such well trained dogs. After all, it has to be doubly difficult to teach a dog to obey commands in a foreign language such as French. I was also a bit jealous that the dogs understood more French than I did. (I was about 11 when I figured that one out.)
My older brother told me that if you ate nothing but bananas and vaseline all your life, you would live forever.
When one of my pets would die my mother would tell me it ran away so I wouldn't feel bad. I actually believed that all my pets ran away until I was about 19 when she told me the truth about all the pets I ever had.
When I was fairly young; about seven or thereabouts, I wanted so desperately to be a super-hero that I convinced myself that I could "see" heat, and that since no one else mentioned this amazing feat, I alone possessed this ability. I would run around telling people "Don't touch that, it's hot--I CAN TELL!" Turns out it was just steam, and everyone was just humouring me. Go figure.
When I was small, my cousin told me that fat people exploded if they stayed up past midnight, I believed that for a long time, until my aunt & uncle hosted a new year's eve party, I was petrified about a quarter of twelve, I was sure we'd all be witness to my aunt's explosion....needless to say, my father boxed my ears when I tried to warn her to go to bed and why...
In our Church, children are baptized at the age of 8. When the time came for my brother, four years older than me, to be baptized, I was terrified for him, because I thought it involved being put into a ring with a wild bull.
when I was little, I used to belive that if I didn't go for lots of walks with my dog, she would eventually explode.Which made it so I walked my dog everyother hour.
When I was about 7 years old, I watched a show about atomic bombs. They mentioned that the destructive force was brought about by splitting atoms. For a long while after that show, I believed that there was a small chance that I could split an atom while doing something like cutting bread with a knife. I was always terrified that by cutting my jelly sandwich into halves, I may accidentally wipe my town off the map.
My dad told me to work out how to achieve perpetual motion and so I used to try and for ages he just said I must be doing it wrong until one day I realised.
I once won a goldfish at the fair that only lasted a couple of weeks before it died, so my parents and I flushed it down the toilet. After that I thought that you could flush away any pets that you didn"t want anymore. My gran used to have a little black poodle that I hated so when I was round at her house once I tried to flush it down the toilet.
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