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I used to think that the "rod" in a "Rod and Gun Club" was the tamping rod used to push everything down the barrel. I thought that people in these clubs only fired old fashioned muskets.

I used to think English was a forgein language. I would ask my parents over and over how to say words in English and get so frustrated when they would say the same word back to me.

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When I was in 5th grade, I mixed up the words 'facility' and 'faculty'. Faculty meant bathroom, of course, since thats what the faculty bathroom was labeled, and for some reason I knew that it was a bathroom. Our music department held a 'Faculty Concert' and my teacher was going to be in it, so, even though I was confused, I went. On the way there I expressed my confusion to my mom about why it was called a bathroom concert.

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My aunt use to drive me to to preschool and she use to say f*** you if some one cut her off when we were running late. So one day at my house i was running late for something and my dad cut me off in the kichten so i said f*** you and he fliped. to this day every one teases me bout it and, when ever some one sweres now that say Amber don't repeat this

I got my definitons mixed up. When I was in high school I thought fornicator was another word for liar. So when my friends and I would joke and they'd lie about something I would yell out FORNICATOR, YOU FORNICATOR! Everyone would look ofcourse to see who'd fornicate in public.

I suppose the word I was looking for was fabricator.

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when i was little, i used to think that when u swore, you would die. everytime i heard my mom swear from then on, i would hurriedly ask her if she needed CPR.

i found out the truth when i was about 10.. or 11.

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When my younger brother was about three years old or so, my grandparents found a rabbit and kept it in their backyard. My grandpa hated that rabbit. He never called it anything besides "son of a bitch." (Which is a bit odd, I think, considering that female dogs are bitches, not female rabbits.) So when, one day, that rabbit ran away, my grandpa proved what an influence he had on my younger brother. My little 3-year-old brother wandered around for the longest time, screaming at the top of his lungs, "Come back, you son of a bitch!" He thought that was the rabbit's name.

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When i was about 7, i went on holiday to France with my family. After an overnight stay in a hotel, we were saying goodbye to the receptionist. My parents had been teaching me bits of the language on the journey over (because i thought one holiday would result in fluency. heh) so as we left i said "au revoir", and the French lady laughed. I was so embarrassed, under the impression that i had done something terribly wrong, that i refused to speak French again until i had to at secondary school. It was only about 2 years ago that i realised she was laughing because i was a 7 year old English kid trying to speak a foreign language. bless.

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In the third grade (age eight) I began French classes at my elementary school. Every season we got some vocabulary to study and some worksheets to do (example: Easter we learned 'lapin', 'eouf', and 'printemps') from our teacher Mme Luc. We also did oral exercises to help us with pronounciation.

By Hallowe'en (still near the beginning of the term), I was terrible at pronounciation. When we did the oral exercise, we were given simple Frech sentences to read ('the flower and the cat', 'In my house', etc.).

Mine was 'Mme Luc et le bougie' which means: Miss Luc and the candle. I said,

"Madame Luc eats bogeys"

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When i was about 8 My mum heard me swearing. She told me it was bad and that if I done it it would turn my mouth black then later on that day I had been eating liquorice which of course turned my mouth black and I had thought it was because I swore! I never swore for quite some time after that!

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When I was 3 my 17 year old cousin told me if I yelled the word "f-u-c-k" out the window I would have a lots of luck. The next day I did it and it did give me lots of luck only "bad" and ended up in the police station with my cousin.

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For years I convinced myself that I had invented the word "stereotypical" and was really pleased at how much it had caught on. A little part of me still believes this. I haven't had proof it was around before 1975...

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My mum told me a pratt was a camel's bottom, and that one buttock cheek was called a nate. This caused much hilarity with the late 70s advert "Coffee tastes nicer with Coffee Mate", which of course we converted to 'nate'.

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When we were in kindergarten, my friend kept tellng me it was impossible to count to 300. So I proved her wrong and she was shocked.

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I used to believe that it�s OK to use what Mom said when I was 6, but I realized it�s the opposite. My high school and the bus are �profanity havens,� so I said some goofy words (�Trompin� Trombones, Oh Reppies, etc.) in place of them (especially saying God�s name in vain).

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When I was little (about 5) my parents were friends with a spanish speaking woman and a german speaking man (married couple) I only understood German and English so I use to think if I spoke in any gibberish sounding words (that didn't make sense to me) that the woman would understand because anything I made up just had to be spanish since it wasn't English or German.