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i used to believe that if i went to the bathroom when i was with my friends playing, thta they would all do something super fun and special just because i was gone, so i wouldnt go to the bathroom until i absolutly had to, which sometimes resulted in me wetting myself!!
As a grownup, I've seen Fleet Babylax, which seems vaguely similar to what my mother must have used on me in one of my earliest childhood memories. I know she was squeezing something into my rectum and it felt really freaky. I asked her what it was for and she said in a reluctant and put-out tone, "It's to make you doodoo." I was incredulous because I'd been well indoctrinated at the time into a view that doodoo was nasty and a naughty subject that one didn't mention if possible. I'd never yet imagined that doodooing was'nt something one could be fine without dooing for however long one didn't get the urge to, and be all the more sweet, pure and well-behaved for avoiding for that matter. I'd yet to get any inkling that expelling feces might be a necessary and healthful thing. So in my incredulity I asked my mother again what it was for. She just waxed more cranky and pissed as she repeated,
"IT'S TO MAKE YOU DOODOO!" Gee, for whatever I might have thought of my mother most of the time back then, that day I thought she was really being some kind of cruel monster for trying, just for the fun of it, to make me be naughty and doodoo when I wasn't feeling the least inclination to do so.
When I was 5 or 6 I accidently walked in on my dad in the bathroom.All I saw was what I thought was his finger.Until I was about 9 I thought men peed out of their fingers and then I found out by my mom that is was his penis.
I grew up on a dairy farm and often saw my uncles moving loads of manure around in wheel barrels to take it to be used as fertilizer for the garden. As a kid I believed that there was a door inside my anus and behind that door there was a tiny man with a wheel barrel full of poo. When the wheel barrel was full of poo the little man would knock on the door, and his knocking would get louder and more urgent the longer I waited. When I really had to go, I would exclaim, "The door's about to BREAK!"
SInce my mom always wiped my butt when i was a baby i thought that noone did it there selfs and if oyu did you were wierd so i had my mom wipe my butt tell i was like 8
I certainly hope nobody finds this racially offensive. As a child, I thought that black people had pink poo.
I'd rather not get into the rationale behind that - to this day, I can't figure out why I thought that.
There was some kid Kevin with who I went to a kindergarten. He had a penis, so I used to believe that I, as a girl, have a penis too, although I could feel the oposite. Once we went peeing and he asked me why I have to sit and pee, so I tried standing and catching something that were never there. I went all wet. That was when I realised the difference.
Since I have dark skin, and poop is obviously brown, I thought that light skinned people had light colored poop. For some reason, I just couldn't imagine light skinned people having poop that wasn't their color. I also thought that cats and dogs were exempt to my theory, meaning they all had brown poop no matter what color they were.
I used to believe that drinking even a drop of urine would kill you. My brother and I made a special "stew" once that we'd both peed in, and then made the girl from down the road drink some (a tiny sip). We spent days battling extreme guilt, sure that she would die at any second.
when i was 9 i thought that the toilet was a mad monster that only wanted to eat my poop and pee.but then when my mom said the toilet eats my pee and poop because he was hungry, i was ok.
When I was young my dad told me that when you went to the bathroom it went to the lagoon. For some unknown reason I thought that the bakers and everyone who made food would take the watse and make new food out of it and if you didn't goto the bathroom in a toilet you'd be littering. I would alwyas get mad at my dad when we'd go camping and he'd go in the bushes. I was a very messed up kid.
when my sister was like 5 or 6 she was sleeping in a top bunk bed and when she was watching a depends comercial she said that she needed those so she would not have to get up out of bed.
when i was in kindergarden, i used to think tht girls pissed out of theirs butts because they hav no penis.. bumer
When I was younger I used to believe that you had different size holes depending on what size poo you were doing
I used to believe that if boys could stand up to pee, then they could stand up to poop. So one day, I saw my dad pee standing up and asked my sister "can daddy poop standing up?" Then she said, "Daddy can't do that he would make a mess." I was so confused
Up until 5th grade I thought that girls peed out of their bums.
i used to think that every time ya went to the toilet you had to grab your butt and make that sound that guns make to reaload and that you had to say ''fire the cannons'' unfortunatly someone was there when i did that oooooooooooooopppppppppppppppppppppssssssssss!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :(
I used to think that I could pee standing up just like a boy could. I tried once...let's just say that there was a big mess to clean up after that.
I used to believe that I could only poo at night! Maybe it was because both poo and night were "dark".
I used to believe up until very recently that after boys and men urinated they dabbed the end with toilet paper to dry it off. My boyfriend told me with much mirth, when I was about 23, that they only shook it.