When I was about 5 or so, my good friend (same age) and I used to play this game called "Pie Pie". It involved us trying to unscrew the manhole cover near the bottom of my neighbor's driveway with my plastic tool toys. I don't know why we named it Pie Pie; we could have possibly been trying to pronounce "Popeye". Anyways, I thought that below the manhole there would be a world of dinosaurs while my friend thought there'd be a lot of hot women. Needless to say, we never managed to open it. My dad still likes to joke with me about this.
A childhood belief about in the street
others believed things like this
- I used to believe toys came alive at night.
Because I love toys, and I hoped be good friend with my toys.Anon - my sister used to tell me that manhole covers were direct portals to hell.— autumn
- When I was little, my dad had a friend named Scott. I thought my dad's friend was the king of Scotland— Uhhh....
- I used to think that plastic surgery actually involved using plastic.
— JohnJ - My friend managed to convince a gulliable kid at various stages of school that he was superman and a robot.— naff
- My friend thought butterfly was actually called a 'flutterby.'— BlutterBly?