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I thought when someone was described as being "mild-mannered" it meant they didn't have very good manners
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I thought when someone was described as being "mild-mannered" it meant they didn't have very good manners

I used to get confused as to the difference between bearing a child and baring a child. Whenever I heard of a mother bearing children, I thought this meant she took off their clothes before bathtime or whatever. Darn those words that sound the same!
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whenever the tv announcer said "brought to you", I thought it was one word - "brotue".
In grade 7, we were having a science test on organisms. When we were finished, we were talking about the answers that we put for some of the questions. And since it was a big group of people, I was talking rather loud when I said "for number 38, I put living orgasms!"
And why is it that there's a 90% chance that a teacher would be near to hear that?
Very embarrassing.
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for the longest time i thouht that when people said "throw caution to the wind" they were saying "throw caush into the wind." i understood the meaning, but i could not figure out for the life of me, who or what caush was.
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When I was little, I couldn't understand why people called me a tomBOY, instead of a tomGIRL.
I remember my aunt teaching me some basic manners. She gave me a piece of gum, and said "now say thank you" which I did, and she replied "you're welcome" but i thought she said "you're well gum" and thought you only had to say that when you gave someone a piece of gum.
my parents for some reason told my sister and i that toushee was a name for a girls private part. so one day at camp a counselor told a boy to shake his toushee. i was so confused! i later found out toushee was another name for butt!
Whenever me or my brothers were getting told off, my mum would say "if you do that again you will get a good hiding!" When she said it I pictured myself actually hiding in the wardrobe or another good hiding place
For the longest time, I thought "granite" was the same word as "granted", so I thought that when somebody was "taking you for granted" it meant that you were going with them to collect rocks in the forest or something.
I used to think that "facade" was pronounced "fuckade" (I accidentally said it that way while giving a presentation in 4th grade - oops!) and I also thought "pisces" was pronounced "pisses".
For years, until I was about ten or eleven I believed that when people were saying 'round of applause' they were really saying 'round of the plors' and I imagined little aliens called plors walking round in a circle and clapping.
I lived in Germany when I was younger, as my Dad was in the British Army. Saddam Hussain was an the TV alot, and for years I used to run around shouting 'Mum 'That Damn Hussain' is on the tele again!'
I coudn't work out why she just laughed at me, now I know.
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when people said it was "raining cats and dogs" i'd always go out to check but always came back disappointed because it was only water.
I used to think that getting "knocked up" meant getting hurt. One day when I was about 5 years old I scraped my knee then told my mom i got "knocked up". You should have seen the look on her face.
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I used to think that the phrase "It's a dog eat dog world'' was its a dogey dog world.
I used to think that it was bad luck to say sweet dreams before someone would go to sleep.
i thought that weed eaters were called we deeters
I had a dream once that if you spoke while you were moving, you'd turn into an animal. For weeks afterwards, I'd make sure I was perfectly still before saying a word.
one time when i was like 5, my grandma told me she wanted to take me to a ballet sometime. but my dad said, "no, you don't want to go to a stinky ballet. you want to go to a monster truck rally! those are awesome!" and my grandma said, "don't brainwash the girl", and i thought it literally meant sticking my head in a tub full of soap and water, and scrubbing my whole head, until the soap got in my ears and washed out my brain. i was sooo scared of that concept for the longest time.
I used to say "Suck My Blue" instead of Sacre bleu. My parents always corrected me and i never realised why.