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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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When I was younger, my and my (female) cousin used to role play at my nans. Anyway, one day, I decided I should play a criminal. So, I suggested she walk down the hall, and I'll jump out and rape her, and steal her purse!!
I ment I'd 'mug' her, but at the time didn't know the difference between the 2 words...!! oops!
As you can imagine, the our parents and my nan just went silent... :o/
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For a worryingly long time (until I was 15) I used to think specific was pronounced Pacific much to everyone’s amusement.
When people used to say 'Search Me' when they didn't know the answer, I got terribly confused because surely that meant they did have the answer somewhere about their person?
One day I asked my dad if you searched a person who said 'Search Me' you'd find a small piece of paper with the answer written on it. I still have visions of this whenever people say 'Search Me'. I am 30.
I used to believe…
that terraced houses were actually terrorist houses. and if there were terrorist houses, why didn't they just arrest all the terrorists since they knew where they lived. I'm from ireland so this was a really big deal.
Cause as a child, ur still developing those speech skills, I used to be absolutely convinced it was Amemeca (America). And oh yeah, all colours were purple.
I was brushing my 3 year olds teeth the other day and she suddenly pulled away in discomfort. I asked her what was wrong and she annonced that 'her teeth were feeling sensible'.
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My 3 year old little girl announced after spinning around for ages that she was 'feeing guilty' :-)
Age 15. Playing a word game with my parents, I got the word 'Lingerie' on my card. Obviously it's only us romantics who like to linger, because they laughed their heads off at my naive pronounciation.
One morning when i was little i made my mum a bowl of grapes for breakfast. I told her i was "doing her a flavour". Once my parents had finally stopped laughing they explained the word was "favour".
when Dad was watching TV, I used to block his view to try and get his attention. He would always say, "Get out of my way!" One day I asked, "Dad, where is your way? I can't see it!" I still get teased to this day...
i used to pronounce the name sean as seen for years right up untill i was at least 16 yrs untill my mum corrected me when i announced that my idol maddonna had married seen peen my mother was in fits of laughter for at least a week..
My mother used to believe that if she said the world "fuck" she would go to hell. So, when she was really frustrated with something, she would scream "Father Uncle Cousin King!" She later got over her fear of "fuck".
I used to believe that each person had a certain amount of 'voice'. I thought that when people had lost their voice it had just run out, so I used to stay quiet for long periods of time to save it up.
When I was about four, I would talk all the time. My grandfather told me that we were all born with a fixed number of words and that I was using mine up too quickly. I was suitably terrified and believed that, in relative silence, for quite some time.
When I was around 7, someone gave our family a box of these caramel-on-a-stick candies called 'brown cows' and my step-brother at the time used to say 'have a cow/ don't have a cow' referring to the candy. I'm 25 now so the Simpsons wasn't on at the time but the first time i heard the phrase 'don't have a cow' i was convinced that someone on the street heard our family saying it and immediately dialed hollywood up and relayed this wicked-cool phrase that they'd heard a child say on the street.
i thought we invented 'don't have a cow'
As a kid, I always read a lot, and read a lot of my parents' books. So there were a lot of words that I'd read (and understood) but didn't know how to pronounce.
In high school, I was preparing a Shakespearean monologue for speech class that included the word "whore". Luckily, I practiced at home first, where my mom told me that "war" was not the right way to say it. :)
I used to believe linemen ( said linnymen) was a road treatment that would cause damage to your car if you drove over it. It appears I was mistaken, and linemen are people...
Although, they will still cause damage to your car if you run over them, so I had it half right!
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As slow as a wet week.....
For most of my childhood I believed that a week was a small long haired animal which had trouble in the rain.
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A 7 year old girl that I know wanted to know why people invented words that you weren't allowed to say. (i.e. the f word)
When we were little my sister and I believed the word Poo to be a rude word but Pooh as in Winnie-the-Pooh was ok. So everytime we said the word Pooh we had to say "H" afterwards or we were being naughty. We used to have terrible arguments when we accused each other of not saying the H. And the song went: "Winnie the Pooh..H, Winnie the Pooh..H" Our parents must of thought we were mad!