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When I was about five, I was bored, and I decided to rip the tag off a mattress. "DO NOT REMOVE UNDER THE PENALTY OF LAW." I was afraid that the police would get me for at least 2 weeks!
I used to belive, when I was little, that police used to just shoot people. They shouted "Freeze!", then fired.
When I was little, I overheard a policeman on a TV show say, "You're under arrest". I thought that meant that the person being arrested was about to go to sleep (rest).
I used to want to be a police woman. Why, you ask? Perhaps to fight crime, and make the world a better place for all my bunny friends?
Actually, I just wanted to "undress" bad guys, because I misunderstood the phrase, "You're under arrest!"
Say it quickly and you'll see the confusion right there.
Up until I was about 7...my mother always told us to NEVER stand up in the car, cuz a cop would pull us over...I thought that they had some sort of x-ray goggles (explains constant sunglasses) that they could see through cars and see if you were standing up...so I ALWAYS made sure I never stood up in the car......
When I was little, I thought that policemen had special trackers that could tell if you had your seatbelt on! I always wore it because I was afraid I'd get arrested!
i used to believe that you had to be very talented to be a police officer because you would just know if a person wasn't wearing his seatbelt, like a 6th sence.
When out with my parents, we passed the Sheriff Court (grew up in Scotland), thought the Sheriff carried a gun and shot people
I am from Canada. When I was about 6 years old and in the first grade I was apparently pretty gullible. I broke a boy in my class's "skin coloured" crayon and he told me that if I didn't give him my "skin coloured" crayon to replace his that he would tell his Dad and his Dad would send me to "kid jail" in the United States. I totally believed him and was terrified. However, I really did't want to give him my crayon, so I finally burst into tears and told my Mom and she clarified things for me!!
i used to believe my cousins - anything they said. they loved to mess with me.
they made me really angry one time and i told my grandfather that he should call the police on them because they stole my something-or-other.
he picked up the phone, dialed (pretended to, at least) and started talking like he was talking to the cops.
when he hung up, i started freaking out because i didn't want my cousin to go to jail.
I used to believe my older siblings when they told me that if I was bad the policeman would come and get me and put me in jail. When I was five we moved into our new house and I fell asleep in a bedroom closet. No one could find me later, and a policeman was called. you can imagine how freaked-out I was to be rudely awoken by a policeman pulling me out of the closet by my ankle! My mom gave my older siblings quite a lecture when I flew into hysterics at the sight of the poleceman and had to explain as a young child that I was a good girl, and I did not want to go to jail. I still have a healthy respect for a uniform, any uniform!
when I was younger I used to believe that prosecuted meant that you would be killed!
I used to believe if someone sued you then you had to be killed.
When I was little I asked my dad how police knew when people were speeding. He told me they where just always around watching. So for the longest time I used to beleive there where people living in the trees and when we were driving I used to always stare out the window thinking I would see somebody living in one.
I used to believe that if i lied or was naughty or whatever, that the police would come and put me in those huge things which mix up concrete.... and i really believed that and hardly told a lie since then ;)
i used to belive that all police men could see throgh your car and see if you had your seatbelt on (still i put my seatbelt on)so if i forgot when i was young i'd scream and put it on
My mom used to tell me that the police hid everywhere and we had to becareful while driving. So my sister and i would look out the windows and behind trees and around signs to see if we could find any police men.. it kept us occipied
when i was little my family lived on top of a conveinience store that my dad owned and once i forgot my precious belongings, a poly pocket, a shiny penny, and a pencil that had my name on it. It was 12.00 and my dad had already shut everything so i went down and the alarm went off and i thought the police was going to arrest me and i thought the slammer was a place were you only eat ketchup.
When i was little a older friend (about 10 i was 4 or 5) told me if the cops saw you doing ANYTHING other then what was annouced that week that you would be arrested. We lived in a ghetto neighborhood so cops were always around. One time she told me to runin my room and press my butt against the window until they passed. Another time she told me to stand on my hands with my dress down.
i used to believe that the police were called the fuss cuz of that song a ha wuts that fuss everybody move 2 the back of teh bus
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