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I used to believe Jessica Simpson was a secret character from "The Simpsons"
this belief is not mine but my sisters (she is 5) when she discovered that our mom was cooking lasagna,she said "yuck, im not eating cat food!" when asked why she reffered to a Garfield movie she had watched !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I used to believe that the people who "colored" The Simpsons ran out of skin-toned crayons.
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.
After watching "Who Framed Roger Rabbit" I thought that cartoon characters were just people in cartoon costumes.
At around age 3 or 4, I thought cartoon characters were real actors but just in a cartoon world that was filmed and shown to us. I imagined bugs bunny and daffy duck sitting together at lunch eating their sandwiches and discussing their latest 'work'.
When I was four or five I owned a Disney Land sing-a-long video which I would watch every single day and even though Disney is supposed to be the happiest place on earth I would cry my eyes out everytime I watched it. This was because I believed I was in love with Chip (from Chip and Dale) and was completely heartbroken because I couldn't go to Disney Land. So I had to settle with kissing my tv and pretending he was with me...(I later made it to Disney World and wasn't all that impressed with Chip)
When you were younger, there was never a "skin-colored" crayon, right? Well, I thought Matt Groening was having the same problem when he created The Simpsons. I contemplated finding one to send to him, but as long as Homer was yellow, someone famous had the same problem I did.
I didn't like being alone :P
I used to believe that spinach made me strong. Popeye was a popular cartoon back then. I ate spinach one night and then ran outside to where our little swingset had fallen over. I picked it up and righted it, and had proof that, yes, spinach works. But I still never ate much of it.
When I was 5, I saw a cartoon where a 100 year old Bugs Bunny said goodbye to a 100 year old Elmer Fudd, as Elmer was tricked into a grave, whereupon Bugs buried him alive. I thought this is how people died when they were old; they climbed into a grave and were buried alive.
From about the time I was three years old till I started going to school I watched a really old cartoon called 'Roger Ramjet' who was an American superhero. At the end of the show they play the theme song which is about Roger Ramjet saving the nation from the bad guys and for that time I would stand in front of the TV saluting to the American flag. For the first few years of my life I believed I lived in the USA
I was about 6 when they came out with "As told by Ginger". I would watch it all the time, but in secret. This was because it had the rating TVY7 and I thought because I was only 6, it was illegal for me to watch. I would lock my door and keep the volume low and hide under the blankets. When my mom found me and asked "What are you doing?" I said please don't tell on me! Don't call the police, cause I'm breaking the law! She asked me why I'm breaking the law and I told her. She burst out laughing.
When I was little, I was so frigtened of the land of the giants. I thought there was actual person who were that big and would take me away. I also remember being scared of the incrediable hulk (altho Im a huge fan now) and everytime my mom got mad, I would run out the room screaming 'HULLLLLLKKK!!!'
Up until I was six, I was wondering why there wasn't any background music in real life (because there's background music in cartoons).
I used to hide a dinner knive under a pillow for one week, believing that I could take it, yell "for the honor of Greyskull!!" and be transformed into She-Ra by magical powers... never worked..
I used to believe that Casper the Friendly Ghost lived in my dad's car.
I used to believe that some day, they'd finally let the Coyote catch the Road Runner. I was so wrong. Le Sigh.
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.
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.
As a kid, I watched a lot of Tex Avery and Warner Brothers cartoons. And sometimes, in those cartoons, when one of the characters was in a sticky situation, they would pull out a pencil and draw things. Like, if they wanted to escape somewhere, they'd draw a door. I used to believe that you could do this in real life, so in the front hallway of my old house, I drew a picture of a window, thinking that if I ever wanted to run away from home, I could climb through it.
Also in the same cartoons, characters would draw a picture of themselves on a rock or something, and the villian would, thinking it was their victim, go run into the rock. My brother (who's two years younger) used to chase me around the house and try to bit me, so one day I drew a stick figure of myself on the side of a cabinet and tried to lead him to it, thinking he'd see it and believe it was me, and he'd run into the cabinet and leave me alone.