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I used to believe that little, skinny men lived inside stop lights and looked out through a tiny hole and changed the lights manually
i used to believe that the traffic lights had little monkeys inside, so they were in charge of changing the color of the lights =(
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 little I used to believe that stoplights were controlled by tiny mice that lived inside the wires, and that if I forgot to "feed" the mice by throwing some air over my shoulder, they would die, but if I asked politely they would change the color of the light for me.
I used to think that three little men worked inside traffic lights, and whenever the light needed to change, one of them would turn a colored flashlight on. I also thought the "red" one (stop) was mean, the "green" one (go) was nice, and the "yellow" one (slow) was just lazy.
When i was little i always thought there were little men inside the traffic lights changing the light
i used 2 belive that there were tiny people in the stoplights and they pressed a button to make it green, yellow and red
I used to think that there were little faeries inside the traffic lights, and they would hold up a red, yellow, or green light – whichever was appropriate at the time.
When I was little I thought that sitting inside of the traffic lights, there was a gorilla with a parrot sitting on his shoulder. I thought this gorilla and parrot duo were responsible for making the lights change.
When I was little, I used to believe that there was a man in the red lights. This man had to go through the red light at the green light. When the red light was long, I thought that the man was asleep. My parents told me that I was not true. They told me it was automatic. I was reassured because I thought that the man must be tired. Today when I'm at a red light, I still think about this anecdote and I laugh...
When I was little I thought that there where little tiny people or eleves inside stop-lights pushing buttons to make the lights change colors!
when i was 6 i thought that in stop lights there were little mice that would run around and press random bottons. That is why people got in car accidents!!
I used to believe there were little tiny troll-like men who lived inside the traffic lights. I remember them: sitting behind a computer with several screens and buttons, etc. Man, were they ugly.
I also used to believe that red was stop, green was slow and yellow was go. Thank God I was proven wrong before I got my license.
i used to believer that babies lived in the stop lights and would push the buttons and i used to believe that i lived in there too when i was a baby
I used to believe that little gnomes worked in the traffic lights. One would run from red to green to yellow at the appropriate times. I used to sit in my parent's car at the red light straining my eyes to see the tiny door the gnomes would enter through on their way to "work".
When I was little and went on road trips, I would pass those electrical boxes on the side of the road, you know? They're grey and metal. Well, I used to think that to make the traffic lights change colours, little Keebler-elf like people would sit in there with a periscope and watch traffic, and when it would get busy, they would change the light from red to green.
I used to belive that there was a god living in every traffic light, controlling the traffic!
I thought that there were little skinny men inside of traffic lights that switched the lights from red to yellow to green.
When I was 5 or 6, my brother was 10 or 11 and loved to say "i farted!" When ever he let one rip. Well for some reason, I thought that there were little boys in the stoplights that farted. Everytime it turned a color, a different boy would fart and his butt would turn that color. To me, the horns honking were the fart sounds.
When I was a child, and I would ride with my Mom in the car a lot. To the doctors, to the grocery store, etc. When she would stop at a stop light, I would always wonder what was in the stop light box. I used to imagine little tiny men wearing chef hats (why the chef hats, I have no idea), would get into elevators and ride down to the green light and press a button makeing it turn green.
I also thought that when the light turned green and it was an arrow pointing up, that our car was going to magically go flying straight up into the air.