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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)!!!!
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 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.
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.
As a child, I thought mannequins in department stores were actual people. I asked my mother if she'd go shopping for a husband with me when I was older, so I could pick one out. She declined, and ultimately did not meet my husband in a department store.
As a bridesmaid in my younger days, I used to believe that when people got married the man said to the woman: "I take you to be my awful wedded wife".
My sister (again) when she was 5 thought that the man had to be fat and the woman skinny when they got married. This was because all the wed couples she had seen fitted this category. So when she saw one couple were the reverse was true (woman fat, man skinny) she thought that the mariiage would probably fail.
And when I wrote this, she corrected "fat is spelled 'phat'". Oh my, the gangsta generation.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
My cousin used to believe that honeymoon was actually a country. So when newlyweds went on their honeymoon, they would go to this same country.
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!
When I was younger I dont know exactly how old probaly about 5 or so I thought that you could only arry someone if you had the same colored hair as them. My dad and my brothers mother had the same color hair and they were married and my mom and my sisters dad had the same colored hair and they were married and my parents had different colored hair and they werent married so i cam to the conclusion somehow that you could only marry if you had the same colored hair. I remember having crushes on guys but i couldnt have them as my boyfriend because they didnt have blonde hair and i wanted to get married. I dont know how i cam up with that but i tiod my mom about it tonight and she laughed so hard.
My parents have the exact same birthday so when I was little I thought you had to marry someone with the same birthday as you.
That "martial arts" had something to do with marriage.
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