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I used to believe that 'no drinking in public' meant you cant drink... anything in public.
Im walking down the sidewalk with my mom and she takes a drink of water and i scream "Are you TRYING to get arrested????"
When I was a little kid I used to believe that when you pour a drink very slowly you save more.
My sister used to believe that she lost more weight if she drank Coke out of the bottles rather than from a cup or a can. HAHAHA!
when i was really young i was scared to death of the garbage truck, i thought it was a crazy monster and hated it's "roaring"...well one day i had an orange juice from with a straw and when i got to the bottom of the juice and it make that noise that straws make when theres not much liquid left and i was convinced it was the garbage truck! i didn't drink orange juice for years
If you drank too much coffee, you would get bow legs!
When I was four years old, my grandmother told me that the last drops left in empty soda bottles were poison. I believed her for at least a few months.
Once my brother wanted my Dad to make sure that the POP wasn't sour like how Milk does. He told him that if it was he could die. He took a big drink and ran to the bathroom. My brother and I chased him and when we saw him he was laying on the floor shacking. We started crying I really thought he was dieing.
I used to believe that if you drank too much you would get drunk. I didn't know it had to alcohol, so I got very worried after my sister drank a lot chocolate milk as I thought she would get drunk.
When i was three i was quoted saying this...
"Grandma, it was the Eeriest thing! I got a beer for grandpa but when i opened it it sprayed in my eye"
at the time i had no idea what eerie was but i did think it was a miracle for canned liquids to spray at you...
When he was little, my brother thought that it would hurt to drink beer because he was sure that was what made beards grow. Obviously, it would would hurt to have hair grow out your face.
I used to believe that you needed a prescription to drink Dr. Pepper.
When I was 8, a doctor told me that I had to drink 8 glasses of water a day. I got upset and pretty worried. When my mom asked what was wrong, I said I didn't want to have to drink 30 glasses of water a day when I was 30 or 31 glasses a day when I was 31 years old!
When my brother was about 8 or 9, he thought that if you mixed soft drinks, you would get mixed drinks. He was convinced that if he mixed too much Sprite with Rootbeer he would get drunk...
I used to believe that when drinking chocolate milk, which I mixed with a spoon, that I could refill the empty cup afterwards by dabbing the spoon towards the bottom of the cup. I saw that milk gathered around the spoon into a tiny drop, and believed new milk was created! It would only be a matter of me dabbing the spoon enough times to refill the cup...
I used to think that Gatorade had little tiny alligators swimming around in it.
when i was four i used to think pop was pronounced poop,so i would always go up to my mom or dad asking them for a glass of poop.
I used to think root beer had eggs in it. I had read a story in which the main character hated eggs, and told her mom she would never eat another egg. So later, when she wanted a root beer float, her mom said she couldn't have one because it had eggs in it.
And somehow, I missed the "float" part, and thought she couldn't have root beer 'cos it had eggs in it. Truly. I thought, "Oh, maybe that's why it's foamy." The sad thing is that a little tiny part of me, while I know that no eggs are harmed in the making of root beer, senses an eggyness about root beer. Which is just odd, I know.
I used to believe that women drink coffee and men drink tea.
In kindergarden, I read the side of juice boxes as 'Best Served Child' as they were stictly for children and thought this was very nice of the people who made a product just for kids - grown ups were not to drink it as it said so on the side of the box!
Years later I realised that it said 'Chillled', not 'Child'.
When i was young, i used to believe that moonshine was a drink people left outside in the moonlight in giant barrells. thus moon would shine on the drink, and make it special.