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I used to wait until the toilet tank was done filling entirely before I washed my hands because for some reason I thought that if I didn't, the contents of the toilet would come through the sink faucet and get my hands dirty.
"ashes to ashes, dust to dust, if it wasn't for your asshole your belly would bust!" This is what my non-religious father would say if asked to pray - talk about embarassing - but it also had me firmly convinced that not going to the restroom in a timely manner would make my belly get fat or even explode! So, yes, in my young and innocent mind all obese people really just needed a good bathroom break.
When I was a kid I overheard my Mom talking on the phone to her cousin. The cousin's husband apparently had to have hemorrhoid surgery, and I heard my Mom say it was caused by "staying on the toilet too long." The only thing I could figure out was that the poo made poison fumes that wafted up to his bottom and made a disease on it.
my youngest sister was obsessed with bathrooms when she was little. she would ask to go to the bathroom, no matter where we were, not because she had to go but so she could see what they looked like. we thought there was something really wrong with her...
she also liked to "teach" to "students" (her babydolls and stuffed animals) while sitting on the pot at our house when we were younger. my mom thought it was cute and even bought her some old textbooks from a yard sale for my sister to use... i think my mom even has some pictures... we still give my sister a hard time about it...
When i was about 6, i saw a bidet in a hotel bathroom. i asked my mum what it was for and she told me it was for people to wash the snow off their boots when they came in the winter. i realised the truth when i was 16!
I thought that batman and robin lived in the toilet and might possible see me peeing on them. I had to check the bowl for them before i could go.
When I was little, I used to play in the backyard a lot with my dog. It was a bother to come inside and do the whole toliet routine everytime I had to pee. The dog had it so easy...just squat and pee on the lawn. So one day I decided to give it a try. It didn't work as well; I ended up with wet shorts, and my mom thought I'd lost my mind.
i was in the toilets in the shopping centre the other day, when a mother and two lttle kids came in, and went into the stall. Obviously one kid had done his business and had gone to flush, and the mother had asked him to wait till his sister had done her business before he flushed. The kid asked why, and the mother replied, "because every time you flush the toilet, a fishie dies, and every time you use too much toilet paper a tree dies." I was somewhat traumatised, sitting in the next cubicle!!
i can recall seeing a house with a sign "To Let" in the window and being very puzzled that it was a 'Toilet', but it took me years until i was about eight to figure it out. I still see the wrong idea on occasions today.
I used to believe that you should never ever turn on the faucet in the bathroom sink right after flushing the toilet -- because the water going down the toilet would come out of the faucet! A similar belief held for drinking fountains located right outside of public restrooms.
I used to believe that the blue water in the toilet was like blue cream soda. I never got the nerve to taste it, but I believed this until I was about 6. I also used to believe that if you sat on the toilet, and flushed it at the same time, the suction could suck you down into the toilet. To this day I still lift my bum off the toilet just a bit before flushing.....
I use to believe that if you jumped down the toilet, you could get to a magical world(I was only 4 at the time). Anyway one day I climbed up onto the seat and jumped in feet first! It hurt and my feet got stuck.
When I first pooped in the working toilet, like not the little trainer ones. I flushed it and started crying, because I thought I accidentally pooped out all my internal organs and now they would be gone forever. I thought I would die the next time I had to poop or got hungry.
I used to be so afraid of going to the bathroom because I thought a boa constrictor somehow got into our pipes and would come out of the toilet.
When I was younger, I named my toilet, Bernice or something similar to that. And every time I'd use it, I'd think that I was feeding her with my, you know. Heh, kinda nasty
On the bathroom doors in the kindergarden room, there was a poster of a boy (for the boy's room) and a poster of a girl (for the girl's room) on each appropriate door. I used to think that if a girl went to the boy's bathroom (and vis-a-versa) she would change into a boy!
I used to think that when I turned off the light in the downstairs toilet (not the upstairs) I had to be off the ground because it disapeared for a second. It started off as a game at first but I soon started to believe it.
While going to the bathroom I accidentaly dropped my favorite Matchbox toy truck into the toilet. I believed that I could flush away the yellow water before I put my hand into the bowl to get the toy out. I was shocked when my beloved red truck disappeared down the drain.
I used to believe in that there was a monster that lived under the toilet that my poop and if I didn't feed it regularly, it would eat me.
Because I took so long to use the toilet, my parents convinced me that a 'man with a shovel' was waiting at the end of the pipeline to collect my deposit and was about to go for his dinner-break, so I better hurry up. Most times his dinner must have gone cold before I finished!
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