My father is twisted. When we were children, our dad used to take us for Sunday drives around the lake. Every now and then, just to spice up the same old trip, he would pull the car over and announce "Okay, it's time to get out. This is where we found you, and it is time for you to go back!" He would convince us that he found us by the side of the road and that our old Mom and Dad were looking for us.
A childhood belief about excursions
others believed things like this
- I used to think that we were breaking a law every time my mom passed a "Do Not Pass" sign on the road. — Kyra
- I used to believe that the sun shone brighter on a Sunday! Sunday in all languages is named after the Sun!!!— Vasu Moses
- One time my brother asked my mom why mosquitoes bite. She said it was because children are bad.— sue
- My mom said she had eyes in the back of her head. I looked and looked, but never found them.Anon
- I remember back in sunday school that if you stomped on the ground you would hurt satan. Anon
- I used to believe that "Our Father, who art in heaven" meant that God was also a painter on the side. — Amanda