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When I was a little kid, I thought that traffic lights were controlled by toucans (like Toucan Sam from Froot Loops). I thought that there was a toucan in each and every traffic light and that there was a candle set behind each color of the lights; red, yellow and green. So, the toucan would light the appropriate candle and blow out the other candle when the time came.
And those flashing lights... Or when a traffic light was broken and just the red light or just the yellow light would be flashing... Well, I thought that was because an evil Keebler Elf had made his way into the traffic light and was repeatedly blowing out the toucan's candles.
i used to think that traffic lights were controlled my little smurf kind people who used to live inside there. and if the light was really long it was because they forgot. they would shine there flashlights over colored see-through paper colored red green and yellow.
When I was younger, I used to believe that stoplights were controlled by gnomes that lived in the stoplights. They would use different colored flashlights and flick them on and off so that cars could go by.
when i was young, i used to believe that little elf men controlled the traffic lights, and when it seemed like you were waiting forever for the light to change to green, the men where on their lunch break.
When I was a kid . I believed there were men inside traffic lights who change the colors
i used to believe that the traffic lights had little monkeys inside, so they were in charge of changing the color of the lights =(
I used to believe that there were little men inside the stoplights at intersections and would operate them.
i used to believe that tiny people lived in traffic lights to turn them on and off
my sister and I thought that little monkeys lived in all the traffic lights. they were responsible for shining their flash light on the right color and the wires is what brought them their food and water because they never left the lights
It's obvious why traffic lights are always located at intersections. There is always a small building at the corner of the intersection (about the size of a gas station food store) in which the two little men live who control the traffic lights for that particular intersection. When they see the traffic is letting up, they can safely turn the light red without any accidents. After an allotted portion of time, they would turn the light green again.
I used to believe that stop lights were operated by mice who would pull light chains inside the box like the mice in Cinderella.
I used to believe that there was a little man sitting in the traffic light box with a big switch that made the lights go red, green etc. !!
i belived that there was a little man in a traffic light somewhere and he was a Great Ruler of All Traffic Lights.
so whenever he pressed a green button in his traffic light somewhere, all the traffic lights in the world would go green etc...
I used to believe that there were little people in the stop and go lights controlling them
When I was younger I thought that in traffic lights were men who pushed the different colored lights.....
When I was little, I thought that three little men would control the traffic lights; one in the red light, one in the yellow light and one in the green light.
I used to believe there were tall skinny guys living inside traffic lights who would switch the different colours on and off, communicating with each other using radios. I also thought there was one guy who worked for the council who would walk around every evening, open up the covers on street lights with a giant set of keys and switch them on, and tick each one off on a clipboard.
I used to believe that there was a tiny police man or woman inside of stoplights. They would tell the stoplight to change color's!
when i was around 3-5 i used to think that when the stoplights on streets changed, little mice inside with navy blue pinstripe overalls and red bandanas around their neck would change them....
My dad used to tell me that midgets lived in the traffic lights, and that if we didn't pay homage to them they'd get cranky and cause accidents. People always did think I was a bit of a retard when I started praying and bowing to the lights...