This is a long, involved case of misunderstanding.
When I was little, I had a lot of science toys. A lot. Little test tubes and experiments. My parents kept them in a big, round tin and put them up so I couldn't play with them without supervision, because there were glass parts. I know now that this was an old Coca Cola tin, but I didn't at the time. It had an old man on it.
I wondered if what was on the tin correlated with what was inside. I guess I assumed the man must have been a scientist. I tried to ask my father, who was in the next room watching hockey on TV.
I asked, "Daddy, who is this man on the tin?"
He didn't hear me, and proceeded to yell "Mother fucker!" at the TV.
The next day, when he picked me up from school, he asked if I wanted to go to the park. I said, "Maybe later. I want to go home and play with mother fucker."
A childhood belief about swearing
others believed things like this
- When i was young,my mother told me that she picked me up from the park. i believed it for a few years— Jennifer~
- My sister once asked her mother why she didn't paint her black....Anon
- i used to believe that mother and father didn't sleeped— yacine.tah du 91
- I used to believe that my toys would wake up when I went to sleep, and would play by themselves.Anon
- I still belive that when a I sleep, my toys would have a party and play with each other until dawn.— Meah
- I thought that sexist was another name for prostitute (like a scientist does science so a sexist does sex!)— Netrom