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I used to believe that if an adult caught you swearing, you'd have to pay a fine of 20 dollars. I was an odd kid.
I used to think that "cops" was a bad word because my mom wouldn't let me say it. She would get really mad when I did
My childhood friend told me that his father had said the phrase "like so" and then admonished my friend to never say those words because it was a swear. Later, I watched an instructional TV show about oil painting and the instructor repeated the swear over and over. it was the dirtiest show I had ever seen! Later in life I realized that the phrase my friend heard was "___hole"
I used to believe that 'amateur' was an extremely bad word.
when I was about 3, i couldn't say "Frog" so I always said "Fuck". My mom's friend would always say" Tell him to frog off!" so I would scream at the top of my lungs "FUCK OFF YOU!"
I first learned the F word when I was around 12 years old. I thought it was a cool expressive word, one that my contemporaries and I had coined. At least I thought so until I used it at home one day. Sincerely believing that my parents would have no idea what the word meant, I called my brother an F'er, right in front of them! When I saw the horrified look on their faces, it began to dawn on me that they knew what the word meant! After a severe lecture and threats of other dire consequences, I learned to watch my language (at least around mom and dad).
A good friend of mine had a niece. Apparently at some point one of her mom's clever boyfriends had told her that aligators and crocodiles were called fu**igators and fu**odiles. She was so convinced of this fact that no one could get her to stop saying it, at school church or to the neighbors. My friend and I thought it was hilarious but I've always wondered if she ever learned better, she wasn't a very bright girl.
When I was younger i made an action figure out of paper and materials (glue and stuff like that) and i named it 'Jerry Anus.' Of course i had NO clue what an anus is so i went up to my older sister and i was like, "Look at what i made! I named him Jerry Anus!" She died of laughter and had to explain to me what an anus was.
My little brother got a dump truck one year for christmas. when asked what it was, he replied "a dumb f*ck"
I thought that since putting up the middle finger meant "Fuck you" I thought that the other fingers meant other swears...
I said "Cheeses!" in front of nuns n they askd me to repeat the word so I repeat it and said its Cheeses as in the cheese we eat.
After a few years I came to realize that it was really Jesus! instead of Cheeses!.
I thought that "bastard" meant turkey, so I said to my dad, "You bastard." He told Mom, who made me look it up in the dictionary and apologize. (He was the 6th son out of 12 children)
When I was in the 2nd grade I was in religious ed. with my mum teaching, and someone had written "F--- God" on the board, and it looked like my mother's handwriting. So I said "What's ---- mean?" She got a really, really angry look and told me to ask her after class. I still thought it was a religious word and was quite perplexed. In the car on the way home she told me it meant "sex in an angry way." After seeing my first rated R movie, I didn't understand all the talk about "'sex in an angry way' you" but I got the main idea after hearing some playground talk.
A year later, I stuck up my pinkie and some girl told me that it was a dirty gesture because she thought it was my middle finger and refused to be my friend. For years after that I thought sticking just your pinkie up was really, really bad.
My mom was an obstetrician, and I got into her books on labour and birth, so I figured I knew what's what. So a kid on the playground asked me a question about sex, and it started "When a man fucks a woman..."
I didn't have the faintest idea what he meant or how it was relevant to babies; at that point, I thought "to fuck" meant "to beat up"... because you tell someone "fuck you," right?
When I was in primary school, we used to do this little rhyme where we said, "Silence in the courtyard, silence in the street, the biggest twit in England is just about to speak - starting from now." One time I said this little rhyme, but instead of saying 'twit' I said 'twat' because I thought they meant the same thing and were equally rude. Twit isn't a very rude word, so I assumed that twat wasn't either. So the little boy, Tim, who had spoken and been crowned the biggest twat in England, by me, went mooching to the teacher and went "She said I was the biggest twat." and I got severely told off. *blush*
When I was four or five I was getting ready to go to outside and I was putting on my mitts. As I was putting on my mitts fuzz kept getting in the way so I finally shouted at my mom "THIS D*MN GREEN FUZZ!" she looked at me and told me to never say that again because it was rude. I looked her straight in the eye and said "fuzz?". So for years I thought that fuzz was a bad word that i should never say.
When I was six, I had some cousins whose parents were very strict with them in most everything. I remember saying to them "No way, Jose!" From their reaction, I ended up beleiving the name Jose was an actual swear word for a few years after.
as a kid i had apparently heard the word dodo somewhere, probably on tv, but i had a terrible habit of mixing my words up....so imagine my mums surprise when, during a fight with my neighbour, i screamed "your a dildo!!" at the top of my lungs. i called people that for years, and never realised why adults looked at me funny when i did!
Iused to believe that if I sweared, the devil would climb up a rope from Hell and taunt me... My parents made me believe this, saying I was calling for the devil if I sweared.
If sure worked, but for yeasr I was scared half to death every time someone sweared
I always accidentaly used to say "shitty shitty bang bang"
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