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When I was young I assumed that you were suppose to marry your father. This worried me because I have several sisters. I wondered which of us would get to marry him.
When I was young I used to believe that I have to marry my sister. Like all parents have one boy and a girl and they have to be wife and husband!
When i was younger(about 5) my brother told me you had to marry someone with the same middle name. My middle name is lee and the only other person i knew with the same middle name was an annoying little boy in my school. I began to cry and ran upstairs my mom followed, and i explained what happened and she still doesnt let me forget it.
When you get married you walk down the aisle, church doors to alter. I used to think that to get a divorce you had to do the exact opposite, walk back down the aisle from the alter to the doors.
Once while in the car with my parents we passed a car with the woman passenger sitting real close to the male driver. My dad said that meant they were on thier honey-moon. For years (and I mean YEARS) afterward I always believed that if a man and woman were sitting right next to each other in the car that they WERE on thier honey-moon. Like it was a honey-moon rule to sit like that. It was only until very lately that I realized my father was actually being sarcastic.
I used to think that "have sex" meant "get married". You can imagine how surprised all of my extended family was when I annouced that my Dad and Stepmom were having sex!
I thought when you get married you have to fill out a form to get a baby and then you get one.
I used to believe that a divorce was a ceremony, like the opposite of a wedding. Your family and friends would attend, wearing black. The bride and groom would walk down the aisle together at the beginning of the ceremony, an officiant would declare them divorced, and they would leave separately.
Get this Dorks, I used to believe that you had to marry your brother. When I was little my brother was being mean to me and I said," I'm not going to marry u I'm going to marry Brian(My other brother)!!!!
i used to believe that you had to marry someone with the same hair color as you. why i believed this i really don't know, my mom is a white blonde and my dad is venezuelan with thick curly black hair.
I think my mother had asked me when I was four who I wanted to marry when I grew up. I said, " I don't know any boys, so I guess I'll just marry Jaime (my brother)." She laughed and said I had too much in common with my brother to marry him. I was mad. I thought I had every right to marry my brother.
When I was little, I believed that when you got a divorce it was just like a wedding, only you walked backwards down the aisle, the bride wore black, and the groom wore a reverse tuxedo.
Until I was 15, I believed that gay marriage was legal and that the only reason my uncles didn't get married was because, if they did, the government would make them adopt a baby.
When I was little I used to believe that to get divorced, you had to get all dressed up again, have all your family and friends present but this time walk backwards down the aisle of the church, afterall to get married you had to walk forward down the aisle....I believed this until one day I mentioned it to my mum and she explained how it really works...mind you my way sounds way better!
My parents had their house built when they got together. Based on this, I thought that everyone's parents had built the house they lived in when they got married. I thought that when people died, their house was torn down so that a married couple could build their own house there.
I used to believe that unless you got married, you had to become a nun! Scary!
I used to believe that the way you went from being a Prince to a King was to get married, since at the end of fairy tales, the girl married the prince, and then he became a king. I just figured the two events were connected.
I used to believe that I could marry my dad when I grew-up. Even after I told him i would he still wouldn't tell me otherwise. Luckily this didn't last because my babysitter had to explain to me.
When I was about 5 (early 1970s) I was thinking about how I might go about meeting a suitable partner when I was older. I thought it would be as simple as going up to the main road and waiting for someone nice-looking to come along, then asking if they wanted to get married.
I used to believe that you couldn't marry people with different eye colors as you.
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