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when i was a kid i used to put anything i saw in my mouth.one day it was raining and my mom, my brother and i were standing in the garden where i saw a candy wrapper and kept it in my mouth. my mom told me if i didn't spit it out there would be all kinds of worms in my tummy.i was so scarred i started jumping up and down screaming GET 'EM OUT!! GET 'EM OUT !! i jumped because i thought that way they won't eat me from inside. never put anything beside food in my mouth since.
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I used to believe that when you fart, your tummy was breathing!
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when i was a little boy, i remember thinking i was super magic. i used to have this black ghost-busters hat that i believed could turn 5 cent peices into like 25 lollies. the hat had a flap [neck protector] on the back, and my mother even sewed a pouch inside it so i could put the 5 cents in. i used to close the flap over the hat, and say abracadabra and everything. the then *BAM* there was the lollies. it was so exciting, until one day, it didn't work, and it hasnt worked since. but i still believe i was magic.
i used to believe that if i held a garbage bag over my head and jumped of the couch i would float aross the room. i tried and ended up landing on my face.
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this kid at my preschool told me that when he runs really fast, gas comes out of his shoes and launches him into the air. for some reason i believed him.
I could never sleep with my back to the wall because I thought that Marty Feldman was going to come through it and pull me out onto our roof. And if I slept facing the wall, a one eyed Big Bird would do the same thing. Something about the eyes...
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My grandmother had these really ugly lamps that were sculpted busts and I used to think that if I looked at them long enough, they would throw up cherries and watermelon all over the room and I would get yelled at for vomiting.
To this day, I still get creeped out if someone has to throw up, because I still think my grandmother is going to yell at me.
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I used to believe that whenever my dad farted (which he did WAY to much) that it was a duck quacking somewhere.
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Whenever I got sick, I thought that God had put a curse on me for misbehaving, so I have always tried to be on my best behaviour thinking that this will prevent me from falling ill. But no matter how hard I tried to behave correctly, I still kept in becoming sick occasionally.
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My mom used to say, "If you sit on the pot too long, a worm willo grow in your stomach!" To this day, I am not sure if that's true or not. I'm 26.
I knew I NEVER wanted the doctor to use the blood pressure cuff on me. I was SURE it contained rows of sharp, tiny needles on the other side. Why ELSE would it be used for BLOOD?
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when i threw up for the first time i thought oatmeal was coming out my mouth so i ate it. i then ran into my parents room and said '' mommy oatmeal keeps coming out of my mouth'' ! she then told i was throwing up.
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if u swallow bubble gum u will fart bubbles
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My parents always told me my white blood cells were little army men inside of me fighting off the germs. I thought they were literally tiny plastic army men in my viens, but wondered why they didnt hurt when they poked me (the plastic toys were kinda pointy)
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I used to believe that once you get older you stop farting.
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When I was in the first grade, a kid told me that if you don't wash your hands after using the restroom, you'll die from the germs on your hands. Up untill the third grade I always held my penis with my shit tail while urinating.
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When I was a child, I believed that everything had to be even or something terrible would happen - what I did with one hand had to be done with the other, if I chewed food on one side of my mouth, I had to chew it on the other aswell. It was a burden having to remember what foot I started walking on all the time.
I was told that if I sat on hot concrete, like a sidewalk, that it would be very difficult to take a poop. I think my grandmother told me that.
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My brother used to be scared to poop in the potty. He thought that he was pooping out his bones.
I used to believe that animals were trying to talk to me, so I would talk to them. I would tell people what their pets were saying (Fido says he likes you, she wants more toys, he really likes sunny weather), completely serious. Of course, I had seen the Pet Psychic, so I was probably trying to be like her.
So now my family makes fun of me by calling me the Pet Pyscho.
