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I thought that the role of Lollipop ladies was to give out lollies. Shame!
During a neighborhood sleepover, the woman next door told all the kids that she had gotten lost while camping when she was a child. She ate some berries and wondered into a cave with bats. One of the bats in the cave bit her on her big toe (which was why it looked funny and was double-jointed). At nights she could turn into a bat and spy on all the kids in the neighborhood. For some reason, I was always afraid of that neighbor...
When i was little, my mom used to tell me that if i got near the street drain the people eater would come out and get me. For years i was scared to death that the people eater would come out and get me.
When I was small, my father and I passed a massage parlor. I read the sign and informed my father that when I grew up, I would go to massage parlors all the time because I really liked massages. He laughed for a while, then explained that people go to a masseuse for a massage, not a massage parlor.
I was convinced for years that there was nothing underneath a road, if it subsided you would fall into a huge ocean
When i was little i used to believe that the people on billboards were giants. I thought that the photographers had to get giant people to take a picture of and then make a huge print out of the picture and there was the billboard.
When my dad would get mad at me for being bad, he would tell me he was going to throw me in the garbage and let the garbage man take me away. Every Monday morning I would hide when I heard them coming.
Driving in the car one evening I asked my mom what the towers with the lights on them were for. She told me it was so low flying planes wouldn't run into them. I couldn't figure out why anyone would build a tower just so planes won't run into it. Later I learned they were radio towers, the lights were to warn the planes. Thanks for listening to the question Mom.
I used to think I was allergic to Grass and/or Hay, because when I would roll around in it I would begin to itch and little red bumps would appear.
i used to belive that every time i drank out the water fountain i would get the water the person before me drank. i don't know how i came up with this but i never told anyone about this strange conclusion!!!!!
Really not sure where to put this...
I used to believe that angels lived in the streetlights, because when I walked home after dark so the streetlights were on, I used to squint my eyes so the light went out to all directions and I thought they looked like angels.
I used to believe that getting the right bus to town was pure luck. I had no idea that which side of the street you were standing on decided whether or not the bus went to "town" or to "Plymouth". I thought my mom was soooo adventurous.
I grew up on a road that had a gravel pit, and there was a sign saying "trespassers will be persecuted". I knew that Jesus had been persecuted , but I'd mixed up / combined that with crucified.... so I never went in there. I didn't want to be nailed to a cross!
I used to think that the traffic signs saying, "No Parking, $5 Fine," meant no parking unless you paid $5. Then it was fine.
I used to belive that when you moved, a big crane picked up your house and dropped it somewhere else.
I live in a place called Catlett. I used to believe it was called that because there were so many cats roaming around.
Additionally, there's lots of those neighborhood watch signs around, and I thought the criminal guy on them was a cat, so I figured that was special just for us.
Once when I was about 4 years old we drove past a Burger King restaurant, and I asked my dad what the "Home of the Whopper" sign meant. He told me it meant that they make the Whopper sandwiches at home. So until I got old enough to understand what "Home of the..." meant, I thought that the workers at Burger King made the Whoppers at home and brought them to work. My dad was such an ass.
When I was really young, I was always escaping the house into the yard or street or whereever. My mom had decided the best strategy was to instill fear into me by telling me that if I strayed too far, dogs and cats would attack and kill me, tearing my body to pieces. At the age of 2, I was pretty gullible. (I'm pretty gullible now, but not to this extent.) One day, I was at my cousin's place and we were going up a steep set of old stone steps in the backyard. I was in front and being much younger could not see the neighborhood's meanest cat ("Rusty") at the top of the steps who turned and hissed at me. I remember waking up in my aunt's place with my head supposedly split open. It would be another couple of years before my fear of dogs would go away.
I asked my dad how the concrete mixing truck would turn by itself and he said there were people inside turning it all day.
When my father was a child, he didn't know that postmen had to empty the pillar boxes and take the post to a sorting office etc. He thought that when you put letters through the slot they dropped down onto a conveyor belt which took them to where they were going.
Also, when as children they had to say the Lord's Prayer he couldn't understand why they mustn't let anyone lead them into Thames Station.
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