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When I was a little kid I beleived that in order for no one to know that I farted, I had to smell it all before any else did. So after I farted I go snffing up all the scent I could find, needless to say, I could never get to all of it quick enough...someone always got the last little bit that I missed!
when i was a kid i thought that when you farted you lost air. So whenever i farted i ran around gasping for air
When he was little, my dad used to think that farts were laughing gas; because whenever you farted, people laughed!
I was about 6 and thought my family invented the fart because I never heard anyone outside my family do it.
My brother used to believe that if he farted into a plastic easter egg, then closed it fast enough, he could store the smell and use it as a stink bomb in the future.
When my sister and I where little we would get in bed with my mom when my dad would leave for work at 2am. Every time we would get in bed she would tell us if we farted in bed our feet would turn brown. I believed this for many years. Now I have a son of my own Im going to tell him the same thing because its so funny.
When I was little i misheard the famous lines from Romeo and Juliett. I thought she was saying "Romeo, Romeo where fart thou Romeo." I was confused and thought he just had really bad gas.
When I was younger, I used to believe if you caught all your farts in a jar and then closed the lid real tight after and then caught a lightning bug in the same jar, that when the lightning bug lit up it would cause the fart gas to blow up.
When I was about six years old, my mother told my little brother, two years younger than me, that girls are "made of sugar and spice and everything nice." This made my little brother think that we girls never did things like pass gas. One day, when we were playing outside, I accidentally let one rip, and he came to the conclusion that I was in fact a boy dressed as a girl. He then referred to me as his big brother for the next three years.
A friend of mine used to believe that girls' farts somehow smelled "sweet, like flowers." I guess he took the whole "sugar and spice" thing a bit too literally. Long story short, he got me to fart in his face to prove it and was swiftly proven wrong.
The really strange thing? We were 14 at the time.
When I was about 5 I told my family that I felt bad for God - Since farts are hot air and hot air rises - God must live with all the farts from the world!
I was sitting in the car when I was about 5 and saw crumbs from potato chips all crushed up on the seat and I asked "Mummy, are they my farts?" my mother had no idea what to say...
When I was little me and my dad would say "Did you hear that toad?" when one of us farted, so I really thought that toads lived up your butt. One day at preschool I farted and was like, "Did you hear that TOAD??!!" Everyone laughed at me after that, but now it's pretty funny. At least I think so. :(
At 6 yrs old, my prankster of a daughter made the smelliest, lactose intolerant fart you could imagine,
right in the middle of a party. She wanted to "share" the moment, so she yelled, "does anyone smell fire"? Natural instincts made everyone take a huge sniff to smell the smoke, only to find out what she let out. Gross!
i believed that if you farted too much in a room and you were to light a flame your house would blow up
I used to believe that when you farted little bubbles came out of our butt, so I was very careful not to fart while I was standing. Just in case.
My dad told me, when i was about 6, that if i farted with my head under the blanket, my hair will become curly. I didn't buy that, but my younger brother did. The funny thing is that his hair later on really became curly:D
My brother once told me that if you burp and fart at the same time, you'd explode
When I was about 6 I used to believe that clouds were a collection of everyone's farts around the world and that when people farted too much this would cause big rain clouds to form and then it would rain. For a few years I remember being terrified of rain because I believed it to be "fart water" and I would always cry and have my dad carry me under his umbrella so I wouldn't get any on me. - I was a very strange child.
I used to believe when my dad filled the car up with gas, he put the hose in the car and went inside to fart in a funnel to fill it up.