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When I was about 4 I saw a man in a wheelchair and thought that everyone should just be lazy and should have a wheelchair with a potty in it. I also thought that everyone should give me a pound coin so I could be rich and I thought it was mean of them not to!
When I was four years old, my brother was six. He had to get a circumcision due to some complications. I asked my mom why they had to do it and she told me it was because the pee wouldn't come out. That led me to believe that after you were born you had to be taken back to the hospital to get pee and poo holes put in. I guess they just waited a little longer for my brother.
Wait, wait, wait. People "used to" believe that if you pee in a pool the water would turn a certain color...That's not true?!
I used to believe that white people had white poo.
My mom used to say that if I said bad words, poop would appear in my mouth
when i was little, i had a very active imagination. i used to believe that inside my bum, there was a little village, and everything was made out of poo, even the people and houses which i thought were log cabin style. and when it came time for me to poo, a tornado would come through the village and tear everything apart. the parts that were flown away with the tornado would end up being the ones that ended up in the toilet.
i beleived that when i pooed and weed the poo was wee.
When I was little, ( i dont know how old for sure) but my mom told me that my dad used to work in a sewer plant. I thought that he worked at this building with orange tubes sticking out of the ceiling. Well I thought that whenever someone pooped it would go down the toilet pipes and down the orange tubes into an orange bucket. Once it got there i thought it was my dads job to pick out the corn chunks and all that stuff in there. I just barely realized thats not how it works and i am now 12. wow. lol : )
My family used to tell me that if you played in the campfire, you would wet your bed at night.
Never actually happened, but I was VERY careful to use the restroom before I fell asleep.
I never knew why boys had to lift up the toilet seat...until my friend told me that boys had bad aim.
When I was little (under the age of 5) I thought that a persons poop was the same color as their skin. And since I am African American, I would always want to see the poop of a person of a different race,
when i was little i used to think white people has black poo's and black people has white poo's dont know where i got it from.
I used to believe that if i didn't pee quietly "bad guys" would come beat me up. althought I never was that good at peeing quietly, and they never came!!
My little sister used ot believe that someone' urine always came out their favorite color. We only discovered this when my mother asked who didn't flush the toilet and my sister ran in, took and look and declared that it was her because it was her color.
My mom use to babysit these kids when I was in elementary school. Well one of them was this cool 5th grade girl (I was in 3rd grade). She told me that people who pooped were gross and were 'uncool'. I asked her if she pooped and she answered, "Never! I take these pills and it doesn't make me poo!"
I believed her for over a year and kept asking my mother for these awesome poop pills.
My cousin told me that if you peed in a swimming pool the lifeguard would throw the life-ring over you and an alarm would go off!...i never peed in the swimming pool after that!
I was 100% sure that girls peed out of their anuses. Nothing would convince me otherwise, since almost every person I knew (guys) agreed with me while we were in elementary school. This belief eventually faded away with the discovery of porn.
i used to think guys had to squeeze their penises in order to pee. i got really confused when a kid in my 2nd grade class peed his pants.
i used to believe little dwarves were in my penis and that there was some type of giant water hose (compared to them) and they would pull a switch and you would pee
I had a Deep South grandmother who chewed snuff. She often carried around a little plastic cup lined with Kleenex, where she would spit out the brown juice. I thought she had some sort of old person's intestinal problem which caused her to drip fecal matter out of the wrong end.