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My grandma told my cousins and me that if we ate watermelon and then drank Pepsi it would kill us. I am 59 and still haven't tested that theory!!
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When I was little, whenever we baked a cake, my mum told me not to lick the bowl too much or I would get worms. I never really understood what that meant, and I imagined that slimy multicoloured worms would grow on the roof of my mouth.
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My Dad convinced me that if you fed more than three slices of bread to a duck it would drown :(
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My grandmother used to tell my cousins and I that if we ate sugar cubes worms would grow in our bodies.
At kindergarten i was given tea to drink, which i hated. so i refused. Then my teacher said very sadly and quietly "you're killing me". i was so scared realizing that my tea was poisoned and now she had to drink it and die instead of me
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my brother 5 belives that chiken skin makes you hairy.
When I was little and we went to mcdonalds to eat some fries, I would never eat the burnt ones because I thought they were poisonous. I was really amazed when I saw my dad eat a burnt french fry.
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When I was about 4 or 5, my sister said cookie dough was bad for you, so I thought if you had more than 2 or 3 pieces of it, I would die!!!!
I used to have nightmares that if you put spicy foods on people's eyes it would burn them out. My spicy foods of choice were either pepperoni slices or italian hot peppers.
My dad told me that rice was dried maggots, and would become alive in my stomach... I wouldn't eat it ever... the first time I tried it I was 23 and I still had to drink a lot before I was talked into it..
I was asking my mom while helping her load the fireplace why she didn't just grind the wood blocks into sawdust so she didn't have to rearrange and reload the fireplace all the time, just fill it up. She explained that sawdust is combustible and could be dangerous just like how special precautions needed to be taken by people working with flour in plants (factories that manufacture flour). I listened to her whole explanation and responded with... "I never knew that flour grew in plants!" (picturing green house-type plants with cocoons hanging from the leaves filled with flour in large fields)
....So I briefly once believed that flour grew on plants. Sadly, this took place at the age of 21.
My Grandma told me that if I kept eating sugar crystals they turn into ants in my stomach.
When I was little, my mom used to tell us that if you ate too much sugar, you will get worms in your heiney.
I was told and continue to tell my kids that if they eat raw cookie dough they will get worms in their stomach.
i used to belive that eating shredded wheat was realy bad for you because how you remember north east south west,never eat shredded wheat!
My mom used to tell me if I swallowed a cherry pit a cherry tree would grow inside me.
When I was little I used to think jellybeans would make you shrink...
I used to believe that eating raw cookie dough would give me worms. I never ate raw chocolte chip cookie dough till I was an adult.
When I was a little kid, I saw the Cap'n Crunch commercial where the kids eat the crunchberries and their heads turn into giant crunchberries. I was positive that if i ate the cereal, i would get a giant crunchberry head too, so every time i saw it in the store, I avoided it like the plague.
When I was a kid my grandmother went to hospital to have a hysterectomy. Being a child I was protected from an explanation which I would have been unable to comprehend. However I did get an answer when I asked my grandmother why she had to go for an operation. She told me that she'd eaten a tin of cold baked beans. I was six and after that explanation I never EVER entertained the idea of eating tinned beans until I saw steam coming off them. My first mouthfull of cold beans was in my teens.
When I was young and visited my grandparents, I would use my grandpa's cocktail cherries on my ice cream sundaes. In order to keep me from eating them all, and leaving him cherryless with his evening cocktail, my grandfather told me that the human body couldn't digest maraschino cherries, and if I ate too many my tummy would get full and I would die. When that didn't work, he told me the red dye was poisonous and if I ate more than one per day it would kill me.