When I was a kid, my mom and I were out driving, and she looked at a guy's license plate and said, "Guess that guy's from Alabama."
I wasn't too familiar with Southern states, growing up in California, and was rather amazed with my mom's ability to deduce the origin of a fellow driver without even talking to him.
I thought for a moment, and then in a rush of inspiration, I asked, "How do you know? Is it because he has a banjo on his knee?"
A childhood belief about places
others believed things like this
- I used to believe that without a license, people were somehow phyiscally incapable of driving.Anon
- I used to think that if someone looked familiar to me then I must also look familiar to them.— Preston
- I used to believe that a "ghost-driver" was a car driving with a white sheet over it.— Nynke
- I thought the song Hotel California by the Eagles said "Welcome to Oakdale California— JewLea
- I used to think that your knee cap was called your knee ball.— Erika
- I thought Albania was the state of AlabamaAnon