Posted on 09/24/2012 11:59:12 AM PDT by trailhkr1
Jeesh I was dumb but I know I am not the only one who thought this stuff. See below. Add yours
I was told if you took aspirin and coca-cola at the same time, you’d get high.
I remember being so shocked when my Dad told me that “Superman” George Reeves had shot himself and was dead. I knew for a fact that Superman was invulnerable to bullets and couldn’t die. It was such a shock to learn that he was just a man like everyone else. I think I cried myself to sleep that night. Superman just couldn’t be dead...:-(
So every time I got the smallest cut, I totally freaked. Family just thought I was a sissy for the longest time...
Nothing big now! We just need a bit of rain not a flash flood. ;^)
Maybe you can answer this. Why did Superman stand and let bullets bounce off his chest, but dodge the gun when the crook threw it. This bothered me a lot as a child.
I used to wonder if I could possibly be retarded, because logic told me that if I was I’d be too retarded to realize it. (Apologies to those who don’t like the word. That’s what we called it then.)
There was a small ravine at the edge of a city park near where I grew up. If you climbed down there you’d find a couple of headstones that somebody had obviously stolen from some cemetery and then ditched over the hillside. The story going around with us kids though was that the land belonged to some mean, angry farmer who would shoot you if you set foot on his property. And those headstones belonged to the last two guys who tried it!
Since the rule was that “you could stay outside and play ball or ride your bike until the streetlights came on”, I thought my mom must have some secret control box hidden in the house somewhere that she used to turn them all on.
I can relate about the priests. I went to Catholic school and did not think the nuns were human. There was a young guy who had the job of guarding the front door of the convent, and he reported that the nuns would sometimes send him out to buy beer for them. Nuns drinking beer?! I did NOT believe it! I was even more shocked when somebody told me nuns had a monthly cycle, just like normal women! I remember being amazed at that for a long time.
And I used to march around the house singing at the top of my lungs, "Alba-Turkey! Alba-Turkey! Choo-Choo!" I actually got into an argument with my grandmother over this, who told me I was singing it wrong.
Speaking of my grandmother, we used to always ask her how old she was and she would say, "As old as the hills." One day, my cousin came home from school with all this paperwork for my aunt to fill out for "Native American benefits." (Free lunch, I guess.) When she questioned him why he was bringing this home, he said it was because he was an Indian. She wanted to know where he got that idea? "Because grandma is as old as the hills, and she's my grandma, so I must be an indian."
I wonder if that's where Elizabeth Warren got the idea?
Speaking of childhood myths, I actually chased birds around the yard with a salt shaker.
I was hospitalized for a tonsillectomy, and was very upset about the idea of surgery. They told me I would be asleep and wouldn’t feel it.
They came and got me, strapped me to the gurney and I disappeared down the hall screaming “BUT I’M NOT ASWEEP YET I’M NOT ASWEEP YE-E-E-ET!!!” Took three shots to knock me out, lol.
Ever hear that if you were bad in school, you would get spanked with an “electric paddle”?
When I was in 4th grade, a 7th grader in middle school told me the EVERYBODY showered together after gym, boys AND girls. I never anticipated an end to summer vacation like the start of middle school. Needless to say, I was very disappointed.
When one of my neices got married, her 6 year old daughter was to serve as flower girl. She didn’t want to because she honestly thought she was about to be married against her will to the ring bearer, a kid she met for the first time at the wedding rehearsal.
The poor girl was in tears.
If you got stabbed with an indelible pencil, you would die from blood poisoning.
There was a discount store my Mom went to and I would play outside near a back service door that said “PRIVATE”.
I was convinced that an Army guy lived there. I had my salute ready for when he came out.
But he never did.
when I was little, I could never understand the last lines of the Lord’s Prayer: “ And lead a SNOT into temptation,
but deliver us from evil.”
I never wanted to be a SNOT.
when I was little,I didnt understand why there wasnt color in older movies.Some how I had gotten the idea that color was something that didnt exist until 30 years ago.
I like that! Julie Andrews sang that number many years ago on her TV special with Carol Burnett, only her final line was, “I cahn’t say cain’t!”
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