Huh. So many dumb things I can't even remember. I thought my blood was green, and I believed that bougainvilla (sp?) flowers were LILLIPUTS. From Gulliver's Travels!
Huh. So many dumb things I can't even remember. I thought my blood was green, and I believed that bougainvilla (sp?) flowers were LILLIPUTS. From Gulliver's Travels!
I thought dogs could speak. But it was an indecipherable language. I wanted to be the first person to speak with dogs ever.
This reminds me of how cruel the world is.Originally Posted by Resha
I eat a lot when I got the munchies. A lot... maybe too much... hmm...
http://www.eyetricks.com/scary_optical_illusion2.htm
click it....
Yeah, that reminds me. I always used to think cats discreetly communicated when I was a kid. Without us knowing. *shifty eyes*
when i was little, i would read in the bible about how mankind battled the dinosaurs and believed it.
I thought aftershave would be tasty. It was. The medecine they used to force me to throw up wasn't so great.
I did this too and I thought I was the only one weird enough.
I thought sex was meaningful.
Oh wait, that was three months ago.
My cousins and I, at around 14, rode these <a href="http://shop.d2leisuregroup.co.uk/product34210265catno530265.html">ride-on cars for babies</a> (designed for kids under the age of 3, mind you) down the hill at our grandparents' place in the mountain. Of course, I had to go the fastest, and therefore I'm the one that fell. Good times.
And then there is Death
When I was 3 I used to have a dog. I saw it crawling down the stairs headfirst. I copied the dog and I fell down the stairs.
I thought the X-men were real and Hollywood was a state. I also thought Suoerman was real.
I thought that cutting the tag off of a mattress was a serious crime that would get you sent straight to jail. I blame "Pee-Wee's Big Adventure" for instilling this belief in me.
When I was really young, the teacher sent me for a time-out near the blackboard, I can't remember why. So, with nothing else to do, I started chewing on some chalk. And not just one stick- there were at least 4 that I was chewing on!!! So basically my mouth was frothing with white chalky liquid, and I have no idea what I did next, but I think everyone found out. I can't even remember what my teacher did or what my classmates thought...
what the hell is Kool-aid? Ive read it a few times in posts recently.
Ive always been a tom-boy type child. So I used to go in the garden all day and collect worms and slugs. Id knock on the door, snot all over my face "SH'LUGS!"
well, let's see . . . I use to think that people were born with their ears perced, that braces held your teeth in, that my toys were alive, and that if I tried hard enough that I could convince them to talk to me, that dogs were just a different race of people, that magic was real, and all I had to do was find the right trinket to get it out of me, and oh so many other silly things.
Once I tried to fly by jumping off this tall jungle gym-thing. I really thought I could do it too . . . I didn't get hurt, but everybody thought I was really crazy after that . . . and my dreams of flying were crushed as well.
For those wondering what Kool-Aid is: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kool-aid
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