I used to not be sure how many balls a man is supposed to have. Like, i didnt know that men normally all have the same amount or what that amount was. Which to me justified a bizarre, irrational fear I had that I might have been supposed to have 3, but that one "popped" some how. When I finally asked my mom if she knew the answers to if these were realistic concerns, I honestly thought that she may simply not know the answers to them because she wasnt a man. Was very relieved however when she awkwardly cleared up those concerns.
A childhood belief about rude bits
others believed things like this
- When I was younger, I thought a serial killer was a person who ate a ridiculous amount of cereal— Aja
- I used to believe that we had a finite amount of skin and that I would eventually run out due to pealing.Anon
- When I was a child, I used to know that using cheques you could spend an endless amount of money— lollo
- When I was about 4, I thought catfish were supposed to meow. — Élistariel
- I thought you were supposed to take money out of the collection at church.— Wangchuk
- I thought you were supposed to drive down the center of the road.— Cassiopeia