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I thought that "Don't drink and drive" meant you shouldn't drink anything and then drive (not just alcohol). I was on the bus and saw my busdriver drinking a pop. When she started the bus up to drive I told her, "I don't think you are supposed to drink and drive." She laughed and told me that pop was okay.
i use to believe that a killer would be at the bottom of the steps every time i would go up
When I was a kid, I was a bit confused about the word 'prosecuted' and consequently thought that prostitutes were all people who had been caught trespassing. You know, "Trespassers will be Prosecuted."
When i was a little girl, my mom worked nights at the hospital. I was always afraid of robbers breaking into my house at night. So, whenever it rained, I always felt safe, because what robber would be so stupid to steal stuff when it was raining? As soon as they would take it outside, the stuff would get wet and then they wouldn't be able to sell it....to this day, I still feel a little bit safer when it rains.
When I was little, the whole "Don't Drink and Drive" campaign was so wide-spread that I remember yelling at my Dad in a McDonald's drive-thru for getting a Coke to drink before we hit the road. "Don't you know you're not supposed to drink and drive, Dad?!?!?" He laughed forever about that.
My parents used to use the phrase "naked as a jaybird". So when I first heard 'jay-walking' I thought they meant someone was walking down the street naked.
I used to believe that people with beards were murderers. I thought that my dad was one of them, but he shaved his beard every morning, so that no-one would know the truth.
I used to believe that jaywalking was walking around naked. I think it had something to do with the phrase "naked as a jaybird."
I used to believe that if you tried to buy something and then at the counter realised that you didn't have enough money you could go to jail.
For a few years i believed that there was a large man whos goal it was to make it to my house and capture me and that he would spend as much time on this as necessary. I believed that he could only make progress while i myself was walking or running(i.e. he could take steps only when i did). So this being the case i ran as fast as possible everywhere, especially in my garage where i believed the danger was greatly increased. He never made it, i think he knew i was onto him.
When I was around seven, I used to believe that a mad-axe murderer would come into my room at night, and that if I put my entire body under the covers and stared at the wall, he wouldn't notice me.
When i was younger somebody in primary school told me that their sister had been kidnapped in the night from her bed and all that they left in the bed was a brown paper bag with a face on it.I believed this untill i was about ten and would never sleep with the window open incase anybody climbed in,
I believed that when someone "broke the law", that meant it was no longer a law. Congress would have to make the law over again. What a lot of work!
I used to think "shoplifters" were very strong people who literally got underneath stores and lifted the entire buildings over their heads like weightlifters. Once when I was in a drugstore with my mom, I saw a muscular man with tatoos and a buzz cut. I pointed him out to my mom and said "Look, that guy must be one of those shoplifters!" My mother shushed me.
When I was around 5 years old, my mom told me it was against the law for a girl and boy who weren't married to sleep in the same bed. About a year later, I was at my grandma's house, and my cousin (a boy) was spending the night too. We were only 6 and 7, and we were really close, and talked a lot, so my grandma decided to put us in the same bedroom. I threw a fit and said that i would go to jail for the rest of my life.
I used to believe that arson was a flammable liquid, not the act of deliberately setting fires.
I remember in 3rd grade I asked a friend what rape was, and she told me it was when a guy took a knife and cut your lower stomach.
When I was younger I was always afraid my house was going to be broken into. I didn't want them to kill anyone, so when my dad opened the car door so I could get out (the child lock was on) I would dash out of the car and ring the doorbell madly, so all the burglars would know to get out of the house, and wouldn't become desperate enough to kill someone! To this very day I ring doorbells like that.
when i was little i saw the news and there was some guy sentenced to life plus 40 years, and i couldn't understand why they would keep his dead body in jail for another 40 years
I used to believe that it was illegal to eat hot cross buns at any time other than easter, and those who did were committing a moral atrocity.