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When I was in second grade, I saw a cartoon in which the characters dug for treasure in their yard and found some. I thought it was fairly common to find buried treasure. My parents came home to me with a shovel and a hole dug in the yard.
i used to think when i watched scooby doo if i turned off the tv when the bad guy was chasing them they would get a break from running and be able to defeat him
I used to think Cartoons were actors that lived ina different dimension. and we could watch each other on tv. and when "Space Jam" came out, i thought there was some break through in science in which we found out how to cross into each others dimensions
When I watched TV I used to believe that everything was drawn!
Cartoons were drawn in felt pens and recorded footage was drawn in pencil.
I used to think that after it rained if I stepped on a puddle and made footprints scooby-doo would come and follow them as a "clue"
That the voices of cartoons were being performed live every time I watched the show
At one point when I was little, I believed cartoon characters were played by actors (not voiced, actually played by them, by people in costumes) like on sitcoms. My mom quickly set me straight.
When I was little, I used to think that cartoons were people that dressed up with black lines around them. How oblivious of me!
When I was young, I used to believe that the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles were real.
I was once found lying on the pavement of the street where I lived in, yelling through the little hole of the sewer cover their names and waiting for an answer.
When I was little I believed that Donald Duck lived with my aunt and uncle. They would call on Holidays and let me talk to him (My uncle can do the voice perfectly). Whenever I came to visit he was mysteriously off at Euro Disney, I still believed it until i was 10 years old.
When I was very little I was in love with the cartoon mouse "Dangermouse". I would put lipstick on and kiss the tv whenever the show was on. I thought he was real, and this would make him fall in love with me, come find me, and take me to his cartoon world where he lived. Eventually my parents made me stop (I think they were tired of cleaning lipstick off the TV all the time) and I got frustrated. How else was Dangermouse going to know about my feelings for him?!
I used to believe that Winnie pooh lived near my grandparents hacienda, but for more that I looked for him and yield calling him, I had never found him.
I used to believe that whenever there were comics in a newspaper it was Sunday because I always heard people talking about the Sunday comics. Since we always got a newspaper, I thought everyday was Sunday!
A girlfriend of mine believed all the way up until high school that Piglet from Winnie the Pooh was a girl. She was heartbroken when she found out the truth because everything she thought she knew about Piglet was wrong.
After watching "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" I thought that cartoon characters were just people in cartoon costumes.
I used to believe that if i somehow figured out how to cut a hole in the TV while cartoons were on I would be able to reach my hand through (or maybe just step in if the hole was big enough) that I would turn into a cartoon.
When I was little, the cartoons would sometimes show the characters sneezing because of breathing pepper that was in the air. I tried it myself by inhaling some to see if it would work. I spent the next 30 minutes with a wet towel up my nose because of the stinging. And no, I never sneezed.
I thought that cartoon characters were actually real people and that it was some sort of camera trick to change them into cartoon form on the television. So I truely thought that Fred and Wilma Flinstone were just some actors performing in front of a live studio audience.
I used to believe that Jane Jetson was supposed to be an alien. After all, she had those weird musk-ox-like horns!
I didn't realize until I was about 28 that those "horns" were just supposed to be her hair. Duh.
She was WAY more interesting when she was an alien!
I used to believe that the people who "colored" The Simpsons ran out of skin-toned crayons.