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When i was little i asked what meat a sasuage was from and she said pig so i figured that sasuages were the pig's cocks chopped off and i didnt eat any until i asked my mum clearly and understood
I used to believe that the phrase "add sugar to taste" on products meant that if you did not add sugar it would not taste
I used to think i was a serial killer because i ate cereal!
I used to confuse the time of 'Lent' with the verb 'lend'. I thought that when someone gave up something for lent they would give it all to someone. I told myself that one day i would give up cough medcine and punish the greedy person who took everyone's sweets and cakes.
When I would go to Japanese restaurants, my dad would order Wonton soup, except I thought it was called "One-ton" soup. I never understand why someone would eat so much soup.
When I was little I used to think that you made breakfast sausage by putting weiners in the toaster, the same way you made toast by putting bread in the toaster. That's what I thought toasters were for, turning "everyday food" into "breakfast food".
I used to believe that cantelope was the stomaches of antelopes
My dad told me SPAM was made of Squirrel, Possum, and Mice YUM YUM
when i was about three i suddenly realized where bacon comes from....from unborn pigs eggs of course
When I was really young I wondered why so many crumbs fell on my plate when I ate...
I came to conclude that thier were tiny holes in my chin.
._. That was wierd....
As a child, I refused completely to eat soup. My parents didn't understand why, I wasn't a picky eater normally, but I wouldn't touch a bowl of soup until I was at least 10. I had a good reason though:
I'd seen people eating soup before and, unlike solid food, where you take a bite and you can see that a bit's gone, when you take a spoonful of soup, the rest of the it fills up the part that you took. So, in my tiny brain, I convinced myself that bowls of soup were never ending and unlimited, and, because I was always got told off if I didn't finish most of my food, I'd be forced to sit and eat the same bowl of soup for the rest of my life...
I used to believe that i had to store food in my room for the winter like the squirrels. I would collect cereal, crakers and canned soups. This was pretty handy when mum send me to bed without supper.
My brother and I used to believe that eating sardine tails would make us turn into Daleks. We still ate them sometimes though and carried on the belief despite the lack of evidence!
I used to believe that if i didn't eat all my frosties Tony the Tiger would come and eat me
For the first part of my life (from childhood till age 25 or so) I never liked fruit, I found it was alwasy tasteless and hard.
What I found out after I got married was that my Mom would only buy the most unrippened fruit available and she would throw it out before it even got ripe.
I did not know how delisious ripe fruit was until I got married and tried some fruit my wife was eating.
When I was little, i used to believe that "vanilla" was pronounced "funilla" and that you were only allowed to eat vanilla ice cream when you were having ALOT of fun or else they wouldn't let you order any, so whenever my parents took me out to get ice cream i always exaggerated my mood so i could order "funilla"...
When i was little i used to believe that Peanuts were dried up potatoes. My mom told me otherwise when i was 10!
When I was little I used to believe if I ate enough chicken wings I'd be able to fly. I don't know where I got that idea but nobody in my family told me that.
when i was around 10, i was very picky with my food. my dad would come home with groceries, and i would look through them and tell him i didn't like any of it. my dad got frustrated and exclaimed, "what are you going to eat? air?!" my 4-year-old brother then yelled, "i want air! i want air! did you buy air at the store?"
When I was little I saw a show on TV about cheese and how they made it. It looked like they were just mixing water around and after awhile, it would turn to cheese. So everytime I was in the bathtub I thought I could make cheese by standing up and running around the full bathub. Everytime I did it I swore that the water was getting thicker.
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