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I thought that smoking pot involved an actual pot from the kitchen.
Once when i was younger (im talking 4 or 5) i saw a man smoking a cigar. my (psycho) brother told me it was actually a human finger and if i wasnt nice to the man, (who was his friends dad) the man would come and chop my finger off to smoke it(because smokings addictive and he would be wanting onother soon). i left the house with all my fingers on and told all my friends my narrow escape. once when i was at my friends house these ladies came to the door selling cigarettes.when i opened the door i nociced one of them was smoking and needless to say i screamed and slammed the door in their face
When I was a young child, my parents constantly talked to me about drugs and how bad they were, and how they were illegal, and lumped cigarettes into that category. One day I was riding the bus to school when I saw a police officer sitting in his car, smoking a cigarette, and I wondered who was going to arrest him!
i used to think that you had to swollow the cigarget cuz when i was bout 6.. i would go to the bathroom and a cigarget would be in the toilet and i thought my step-dad had pooped it out...silly me!
I used to think that when somebody quit "cold turkey", a turkey would come and knock you out cold and he would do it every night until you stopped smoking.
A friend on mine thought that smoking menthal cigarettes would make his breath minty fresh.
I saw someone smoking when i was little, and i ran up to them shouting: "Watch out sir!!! your candy stick is on fire."
In all the old movies, smoking a cigarette sometimes signifies that the smokers have had sex, usually illicitly (like in "Now, Voyager"). I was exposed to a lot of these movies in childhood, and one day my neighbour and my aunt both started to smoke. I was about five, and I ran in screaming that Auntie was having sex with the neighbours (whatever *that* meant). I tell you, the looks on my mom's and cousin's faces were priceless.
I don't smoke, never have, and when I was in middle school (aged about eleven) the kids had obviously heard people saying that "everyone smoked at the high school." Somehow this belief developed that when you got to high school, the older kids would grab you in the yard and force you to smoke cigarettes. We'd never heard of peer pressure and this seemed the only explanation for the fact.
"Well, I won't let them give me any cigarettes."
"Duh, Silverstar1809, they FORCE you to smoke them."
"I don't care, I'll... trip them over or something!" (From the sweet kid of an eleven-year-old that I was, this was unprecedented violence.)
Not made any better by the fact that I had asthma and began coughing horribly if someone was smoking on the same train platform, so I believed that actually smoking would kill me.
Somehow I survived.
Until I was 12 I thought a cigarette was just a thin piece of paper rolled up. I had read somewhere about soldiers using the pages of a Bible to roll their cigarettes, so one night I ripped out a blank piece of paper at the back of a Bible and snuck outside rolled it up and lit it, when I inhaled it burned my mouth really bad! A few months later I found out about tobacco.
I have an uncle who's just 10yrs older than me. One day when I was 7, I saw him gently tearing apart a cigarette. I asked him what he was doing and he said he had to take out the old brown stuff and put fresh green ones and I couldnt tell my grandma OR else. I never knew what that green stuff was until 4yrs ago when I was 17! He was rolling a joint!
when I was younger, I thought that you smoked by swallowing it. So, when I tried it I swallowed, and after about 10 times in a row of me swallowing air, I burped and a HUGE puff of smoke came bellowing out. It wouldn't have been that bad, but I was in the middle of talking to someone when I did it. They didn't know what to think!
I used to think that when you smoke, you chew on a cigerette, and then you get the magic power to blow smoke. I was a very strange kid.
When I was about 16 I had told my mom that some kids at school smoked, and she told me that I never wanted to smoke, because when the tobacco was in the field birds would poop on it and that stayed in the cigarettes. I was so disgusted that I never tried to smoke and I got a few of my friends to quit as well.
I used to believe that when someone gave something up "cold turkey" it literally meant that they no longer ate cold turkey. I had no idea how that would affect smoking. I did understand vaguely how that would affect weight loss.
One day in elementary school some guy came by our school to tell us about the dangers of smoking cigarettes. He told us the cig companies put all types of harmful chemicals in the cigarettes. I raised my hand and told him my father's cigarettes were harmless because he grew them and rolled them himself so I knew there weren't any harmful chemicals in them. When I got home and told my mom she made my dad throw out his weed plant.
When I was little, my parents smoked. I used to hate it when we were in the car and the smoke got in my face. My mom always said that the smoke likes pretty girls. So whenever the smoke got in my face I would try and make ugly faces at it. Needless to say, it didn't work.
I used to believe that "second hand smoke" came from smoking two cigarettes at one time, one in each hand. If smoking was bad for you, second hand smoke was worse.
When i was a little boy, I kept seeing people covering the lighter with their hands while lighting a cigerette. I used to believe they were hiding the fire from me because i was little. I remember always wanting to say, "it's ok, I don't mind the fire".
I think this is because of those chocolate cigarettes you can get, but I used to think that all cigarettes were chocolate. When trying to eat one of my nana's as a child, I still didn't catch on and figured you had to set it on fire to make it taste like chocolate.