My dad used to name different "tickle" areas: underarm was a "twillie", behind the knee was a "twasco", and side was a "hambone." I was seriously 14 before I realized no one else called them as such. I'm sure I got a few puzzled looks when I would tell people to quit touching my twillie.
A childhood belief about general
others believed things like this
- I used to think that your knee cap was called your knee ball.— Erika
- I used to believe that if I farted in bed, a monster would pop out through the covers and tickle me.Anon
- I used to believe that people from Holland were called "Hollish", like people from Poland are called "Polish"— Sally
- i used to believe that when i had an itch or a tickle, it was because there were ants crawling beneath my skin— Willa
- When I was younger I thought I made up a new way to tickle someone--by tickling their stomach.— Amelia
- I used to believe that you could quit smoking by eating cold turkey:)— Loren