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I used to believe that root beer was literally beer with roots. I was often served it in restaurants, and I would ask,
"Is it freshly made?" which would of course make the grown-ups laugh. It wasn't until I was 7 I figured out that it was actually a kind of soda.
I used to think that Gatorade had little tiny alligators swimming around in it.
I used to think that beer was horse pee. Probably because that's what my mom told me...
My mom told me that pink lemonade came from female lemons. I didn't clue in until I started taking science in grade seven...
Only until recently (aged 48) did my friend think that cafe au lait was actually cafe ole, as in what a bull fighter might say!
When i was little i didn't understand the phrase 'one for the road' i thought it was some good luck ritual to pour a drink on the road before u drove.
I used to believe that if you drank too much you would get drunk. I didn't know it had to alcohol, so I got very worried after my sister drank a lot chocolate milk as I thought she would get drunk.
When I was little, I used the think they sold licorice at the liqour store, so when my parents went to the liqor store, i would always ask to come to get licorice
I always thought there was a drinking age for coffee, because it was an adult drink like beer and wine.
When I was 5 my grandma and I drove past a restraunt and their sign said "Half price cocktails". I asked my grandma what a cock was and she said a rooster. And I had a fit because I thought they were eating cock's tails.
I knew that if you waited a little bit, food and drinks would cool down. I was astonished that my cold soda kept getting warmer instead.
When I was about 6, my mom told me that if I drank too much water, I will have frogs in my stomach.And every time my stomach was making weird noises(for example-when I was hungry) I was convinced that the frogs were making those noises.
When I was really little...maybe like 3 or 4, I used to believe that cups of juice magically refilled themselves, because I would finish mine and leave it on the table and then, while I was gone, my mom would refill it...so when I came back it was like magic! :-)
As a child I believed that Scotch whisky had other uses besided just drinking. For one I thought it provided the sticky substance on Scotch tape. So one day when I found that some old Scotch tape on a book of mine was no longer sticking, I tried to make it stick again by putting some of my father's Scotch on it. Needless to say, that didn't work. Knowing what I know now, I'm just glad that my father never noticed any of his Scotch to be missing. I really doubt that he would have believed my explanation if he had!
Not understanding the difference between "pitcher" and "picture" I was told that a "pitcher" of water was called that because there was a hidden "picture" inside....i believed this for years and would always frustrate myself never being able to find any hidden pictures through the glass of water..haha
if you drink water from unsafe places, frogs will grow in your stomach...
I use to think that coke and pepsi were the same and that the company just got tired of just having just one colorful can...
I used to think that Coke and Sprite were competitors. And that by drinking Sprite I was sticking it to Coke and being cool.
While out at a restraunt as a kid... every time my grandfather would finish his glass of iced tea, he would tell the waitress that "it seemed his glass had a hole in the bottom of it" and they would always chuckle and the waitress would re-fill it. I always tried and tried to spot the hole or to find out where all the ice tea went to when it came out of the glass... but I never did... until one day when I finally got it.
When I was little, I thought that ladies were supposed to drink wine and men were supposed to drink beer. I also knew that alcohol was bad for you, so one night I assured my mom that when I grew up, I would drink "only" one bottle of wine each day (I figured that one bottle was one serving, since one can of beer is one serving of beer). My mom was so horrified that she made me promise never to drink it at all.
Years later, she supervised my first drinking experience. I suspect she was comforted when I came to the conclusion that alcohol tastes utterly vile anyway.
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