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i used to believe that when you had diahria you were peeing out of your butt.
i used to believe, after seeing my cousin poop white poop, that when someone poops out white dump, that means that they drank too much milk, causing their own poop to turn white. i dunno if it's true still.
I used to beileve that my parnets didn't go to the toilet, and it was just kids who had too!!
i uses to believe that boys wee'd out of their belly buttons.
I used to think if you pushed the flusher on the toilet up instead of down, water would shoot out and a mummy would come out and eat you, when you were sleeping.
my mum used to tell me the queen didn't do ANYTHING for herself.....for a very long time i believed she had her ladies in waiting wipe her bum for her...this was after i stopped believing the queen was so nice that she wouldn't do 'dirty' things like go to the toilet how could she she was royal
i used to believe that guys pulled out their outie belly buttons and that's how they peed.
I used to believe that since guys peed while standing up, then they must poo while standing up too.
My brother used to believe that he had a man in his butt named Harold. When nature called, Harold would spring to action, and re-do his "living room" by pushing out the old furniture. My brother is now in his late 20's and this still makes for interesting conversation....or so the family thinks...
i used to think that if i wiped after i pooped, my butt would fall off! i didn't wipe at all between the ages of 4 and 6!
When my little sister was just potty trained, she thought that when she pooed her insides were coming out. For about a month she would cry whenever she had to do it. Finally, my mom told her what it really was.
When I asked what manure was after it was mentioned on televsion, my mum told me it was poo and was used to make pastry. For years after, I never wanted to eat any pastry as I thought it was poo!!
I use to believe that if I had something to drink while going to the bathroom that the drink would go right through me and I would keep on weeing until I finished drinking.
when i was about 6 i used to think there was an army of poops inside me, and that the leader would be telling them to jump out my behind.. even as a very logic-driven kid, i never wondered why they never ran out.
When I was five I was to busy playing in the Wisconsin snow to come in the house and remove my snow suit to use the bathroom. Having two older brothers I knew they could pee standing up. I learned the cold way that girls can't pee like the boys
when i was a little kid my sister told me that whenever i poopied that grimace the purple guy from mcdonald's would come out of my butt so i held it in all the time and was scared.
When I was little I used to think that there were little men constantly working in my body to create my poop. They would have lunch breaks but they would never sleep....just constantly make poop. And I used to wonder how they got that job and if you can get that job when you get older......
I used to believe that if someone peed in the toilet and didn't flush it, then you peed in the same toilet, the two kinds of pee would mix and create a horrible toilet monster that would try to eat you.
When I was in the third grade, I was in a new school, as my family had moved to a new city. The first (and it turned out only) time I ever ventured to take a poo at school that year, I went to the girls' room and a frightening thing happened to me for the first time (and so far luckily the worst time so far). Just as my turd was well on its way out, a sudden sharp and painful cramp of some kind overtook my anal region (and a good portion of my butt cheeks, so it seemed). And my butt continued to feel an unprecedented strain for a while after I finished taking that crap. That bathroom had black toilet seats, which I had no memory or ever using before. So I figured that that sorely painful experience was somehow caused by the black toilet seat. To this very day when I find myself in a bathroom with black toilet seats and a "number two" that i can't possibly hold back until I get elsewhere, I won't use the seat - I raise it and sit on the rim. I know it sounds crazy, and everyone I've told about it says surely a thin hard toiet rim would be more likely to cramp my butt than any toilet seat. That sounds reasonable, but nonetheless, I still don't change my practice of raising any black toilet seat and sitting on the rim if it's a "number two" that I hafe to take there. By the way, recently I've started hiking some. Some of my companions in hiking seem amazed that a dainty properly raised lass like myself is among those most at home "going" in the woods when necessary. I haven't told any of them yet that that comes from practice at pooing in the woods when that was sometimes the comparatively inviting alternative to using a black toilet seat!
When I was young, I used to believe that if your pee or poo was mixed with someone else's... like if they didn't flush or like in an outhouse... the mix of the two created a smelly bathroom AND a noxious gas that could poison you.