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I grew up in the country where there are a lot of dirt roads and some tough roads that are paved. I used to see the yellow street sign reading not a 'through' street all the time. Except I though it advised that it was not a 'tough' street

I used to pretend on trips that the car was being followed by a giant rat, who would grow huge and round by eating giant blocks of "freeze dried tubifex worms", which is what we would feed my pet newts and frogs. After eating enough of these blocks, the rat would start rolling after the car like a ball and his tail would become a fuse, turning him into a bomb.

I used to believe that after you flushed the toilet on an airplane that the waste would go out a trap door and land wherever the plane was flying over. I always pictured somebody walking down the street getting a face of full of human waste!!!

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when I was a kid growing up in Indiana my My dad always drove a pick up truck and my mom always drove a car. I was convinced for some reason that when kids get get old enough to drive, boys were only supposed to drive trucks and girls were only supposed to drive cars

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When I was little my father told me that little men lived under the hood of his car and when he pressed a button they would pee on the window to clean it. I used to try to see them from the front seat, but they were always to fast.

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When I was little, while driving in the car, I used to look at the trees we would pass, and I believed that they were running the opposite way, as if to flee from some terrible monster. I used to be scared for my parents to drive any farther.

I used to believe there were little knomes living in traffic lights changing the colors from red to yellow to green.

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When I was young, my sister told me that Stop Signs outlined in white were optional. I later realized that all Stop Signs were outlined in white and weren't optional!

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My mom used to tell us kids that if you put your arm out of the car window,that it would fall off.

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When I was around five years old, while my mother was driving, she would tell me not to stick my hands and arms out of the car while she was driving, because they would get chopped off. So I thought people in other cars carried axes and the minute I stuck out my arm, it would be actually chopped off with an axe.

I used to believe that cats eyes were lit up by a man running under the road with a torch

I believed that traffic lights had police officers inside them, turning the lights on and off...

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When I was a little kid I had to cross a railroad track when walking to and from school. My mom told me that I would be sucked underneath the train if I got too close to the tracks. Probably her way of trying to protect me from the fast moving freight trains. But to this day I freak if we're driving in a car and I hear the train whistle and the red lights go off and we're about to cross the tracks!!

I remember when I was riding in the car with my parents on a cold night, I was about 2 at the time. I always asked my mother what all the signs meant, and she normally told the truth. But when we got to an intersection and stopped, and, as usual, I asked her what the sign meant. She told me "It says, 'Don't stop here or aliens will come and take you away to mars.'" I believed her, and started kicking and screaming at my dad to keep going. I kept on crying and yelling every time we stopped at that sign until I learned to read two years later, when I learned that the sign said something like "No thru trucks." I still get a bit paraniod every time I stop there, for some odd reason.

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When I was a kid my dad could always tell when the traffic lights were going to change grees so I believed that there were monkeys inside traffic lights and that is what made them change

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When I was little and they would run the "dont drink and drive" adds i used to think that was drink anything. So my mom would have a cup of coffee everyday in the car and one day i asked "Mom are you going to go to jail?" and she said "No, why would i go to jail?" and I responded "because youre not supposed to drink and drive."