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I used to think that my aunt had been in jail. While incarcerated, a rat came up through the toilet and bit her in the butt. As a result, she had a hairy butt. I was terrified of falling in toilets but was still able to use them. I did make sure, however, to SLAM the seatcover shut! PS My aunt was never in jail and does not have a hairy butt(that I know of) I believed this until I was about 10-years old when I made mention of it and my mother corrected me.
This is from the good old times when i was young and innocent and didn't know about french kissing - I always wondered about that strange kind of kisses the people on screen enjoyed and my mother told me it was illegal to kiss each other the "real" (child safe) way on stage and so they did id that way.
I used to believe that arson was a flammable liquid, not the act of deliberately setting fires.
I could not figure out what the term 'assualt and battery' meant..what did a battery have to do with hitting someone? lol
When I was little I always heard the don't drink and drive slogan. And in class we got to draw on paper bags that said that and they were handed out at the liquor store. Well anyways, one Saturday, my family was going shopping, and I saw my dad drinking a cup of coffee while he was driving, I started yelling at him for doing so and he just shrugged and said I guess I'm breaking the law.
When I was a kid I thought rape just meant someone tearing the clothes off of a woman's body.
When i was little I lived in an area where there were some kidnappings, and i was the neighborhood know it all. Well my parents told me that this kidnapping was happening and that the man drove a white van, so every time i saw a white van (the one w/o windows, you know the ones) I would hide, no matter where it was, especially under cars. Do you know how many clothes i ruined! I thought that all white vans would take me away and i would never see my family again.
Underneath The Westway road in West London the phrase "BILL STICKERS WILL BE PROSECUTED" was stencilled on the pillars in big black letters. I used to believe that Bill Stickers had done something for which he was going to be prosecuted, but I though it was really unfair that his fate was being advertised so publicly.
When I was young I once read statistics about rape in a magazine, and didn't know what the word meant. When I asked my dad, he said it was "when a man attacks a woman." It made sense to me that this was a worse crime than simple assault, and deserved a separate name.
I used to believe that drinking, literally drinking like, anything, not just alcohol, while driving was illegal. I also thought that smoking ciggarettes while driving was illegal. I didn't find out about the drinking part untill I was in the car with my mom and saw her take a sip of coffee. I told her that she would get arrested and she explained it to me. I was about 8.
I used to be such a goody goody so i thought of course nobody would be bad enough to actually shoot somebody i thought they had toy guns so whenever i saw on tv someone was robbed, i thought, why doesn't the person just say no i wont give you my money byebye. and the criminal would go o man and try the next person.
When I was 12 years old, I used to think that a statutory rapist was a rapist who rapes a statue.
I used to think that when someone was executed by firing squad, they were burned to death, after I found out that they were riddled with bullets.
When I was little and we would watch America's Most Wanted they said most of the people could be found in Florida, where I live and I thought that the murderer's were outside the window watching and would kill us for watching the show and trying to catch them. It terrified me!
i used to think that when people said you can't drink and drive, it meant you cant drink anything while driving. when one day, i saw my friend's mom drinking coffe while driving out of the school parking lot, i screamed to my mother, "mommy- she's drinking and driving! isn't that illegal?am i allowed to go in her car anymore?" it wasn't till later on when i understood.
When I was little, my mum was telling me about speeding fines. I asked her what would happen if you didn't pay it, and she said you got into a lot of trouble and you might go to jail. I was really scared because I thought that meant that if you tried to buy something and then found you couldn't pay, you would go to jail. I was really scared and even had a dream where my dad was sent to jail when he couldn't pay some bank bill.
I used to watch Court TV when I was younger, so you can probably already guess what kind of imagination I had. I'd always be afraid when my mom stopped at a gas station and left us in the car to go pay for gas, because I thought that some crazy Einstein-looking guy with a lab coat would break into the car and steal it, taking us with him.
I thought bad people in real life all looked weird/ugly like on cartoons. For this reason I was confused when adults said not to talk to strangers since they might be bad people because couldn't you tell if someone was bad just by looking at them?
One day when I was little I had fast-food in the car. Well, I had a leftover ketchup packet and I started playing with it. I squeezed so hard that I squirted ketchup on the ceiling of the car. The next day, I forgot all about the incident and looked in the car. I started crying to my parents, telling them that a burgalar had come in the car, killed someone, and left some blood on the ceiling. It wasn't until a year later that I remembered what I had done with the ketchup.
When I first heard the news about person jailed for assault and battery, I thought they were throwing batteries at someone and the victim's eyes got blind from battery acid.