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When I was 5 my sister told me that if you farted a fairy would appear and grant you 3 wishes. I wished for more farts lol
i used to believe that every time i farted i was being jet propelled.
I used to believe that if you farted too hard and the heat was on,thehouse would blow up because of the noxious gas and the mix of heat together.So one day in the winter,I made my brother try it.I held him up to the radiator,he farted REALLY BAD,and i ran down the front stairs and outside in the freezing cold holding my brother close to me.The neighbors shoveling their yards stared at us and laughed.I was so embarrassed and my brother started to cry.we went back inside and i NEVER tried that again.too bad it didn't blow up after all of that embarrassment!
I was once told that if you farted while making a funny face or gesture with your body, you would stay with that expression or in that position forever. I told myself that it was rubbish, but never really had the guts to try it.
My little sister got all the hand-me-downs so sometimes her pants had a hole in the crotch. if we ever caught her farting we would tell her to stop because she would blow a hole in her pants. she seemed to believe us.
When I was a kid, I believed white people didn't poop. The reason being is my childhood friend who was white ofcourse never "pooped" around me. I think she used to hold it. LOL I know, what kids think of.
i used 2 believe that when you farted all your insides would come out thats why everyone went eww when you farted, i tried for ages not to fart and i used to get really upset when i did
When i was a kid i used to hear never pull the tigger on a gun cause it will kill people.
So from then on each time my brother would ask me to pull his finger (you know let out a fart) and i would scream he was trying to kill someone
I believed that a giant cartoon-like skunk tail, black with stripe, would pop out your butt when you farted, and go back in before you could see it, which explained the "pop" feeling that comes with a fart.
When I was younger my dad told me that he had what was called a 'poot jar.' He said that everyone had one and if I misbehaved he would take it out and open it and make me smell it.
My grandpa, who was the Champeen Farter of the East Coast, used 1 of 3 excuses when he'd rip a good one.
(imagine a thick Slovenian accent here, if you can:)
(1) (looks at floor) "Floors creakin'"
(2) (looks out window) "Thunder"
(3) (looks at me with big smile) "Frogs"
When I was younger, I thought that when you farted, a little brown, smelly bubble would pop out of your butt, and then it would pop loudly. When it popped, a nasty-smelling gas would be released, and if some of the gas got on your clothing, you would smell bad forever. This resulted in: a) me looking behind myself after farting (to see the bubble) and b) me jumping as soon as I farted (so no gas got on my clothes!)
when i was 8 or 9 i used to think that when i farted i couldn't breath in. that was cuz if something can smell so bad, then it MUST be poison
When i was little i thought that the reason the fart made the 'Fart noise' was because their was a little alien inside your butt talking.So i thought that when people farted but didnt make the sound, the the alien was on a break.I also thought that the aliens inside your butt would die when you poop and a new alien would grow.
I used to believe that my immediate family were the only people in the world that farted
when i was younger (8 or 9) and i farted my dad used to tell me not to worry, that my bum just coughed.
I used to believe that if I pumped in my sleep and breathed it in I would turn into a rotting turnip!
A friend of mine used to think that if she let a poot that she could sniff it all up in her nose so that no one else would smell it. yuck!
I remember being at a restaurant when I was little and my mom said something about the Nazis "gassing the Jews" and I thought she was saying "gassing the juice". I figured it meant when you try to fart but it squirts instead. I couldn't understand why my mom would be talking about something so disgusting while we were eating. (I guess what she was actually talking about wasn't very pleasant dinner conversation either.)
I used to believe that if you stood in front of an open woodstove when it was hot, and farted, the tozic fumes of the fart would catch fire. I tried this many times, and so did my brother, but alas we could never make our farts catch fire.
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