When I was in kindergarten, I refused to say the Pledge of Allegiance, because I wasn't an American. I was Floridian.

Duh.

This is definitely a weird one, and I don't know how I picked it up. When I was six or seven, I was convinced, don't ask me the hell how, that 'Russell' or 'rustle' was another word for sex.

Yep. Weird.

And whenever I heard it I'd get this weird little tingle in my groin that I didn't understand and I wondered how people could keep saying this and not get in trouble.







(You asked.)

I used to think that airplanes chased birds. I also thought that there were people living in my pillow, because I could always hear noises underneath my head whenever I went to bed (I later realized that this was because my family was watching tv in the room below my bed). I believed that there were green skinned mutants living underneath the rug in my room, which makes no sense now for a number of reasons.

I also thought that rape was just when you took somebody's clothes off. I couldn't understand why people got so bent up about it. Heh.

Last edited by hayama (11-18-2011 07:38:50 PM)

When I was younger, at a theater they had the Rocky Horror Show, and my mom explained it to me in a few words.  It sounded intense, upsetting, and tragic.  I kept thinking it was this dark, complex show about a perfect man whose creator turned on him, dealing with the issues raised in Frankenstein, cloning, etc.

When I was a kid I used to think that D.C. was in VA... In fact I believed that for a VERY long time... In third grade I told my teacher she was pronouncing Powhatan wrong (Pow-wuh-tin) and that it was actually (Pow-Hat-N) Needless to say I was embarrassed in front of like 15 other kids...then a few days ago I learned I was actually correct. Wish I knew her number or something so I could say 'In yo faceeeee!!!'

I also used to think that the little whispy parts of dead dandilions were creatures... like some kind if bug. I even secretly thought they might be fairies.

I used to think that the Cookie Monster would pop out of the toilet when it flushed. So I would run screaming out of the bathroom every time I flushed a toilet. I was sure that if someone heard me they could save me from his clutches >__>)

I used to think that only rich people could afford to shop at Wal Mart... don't ask... I don't even know where that one came from. Maybe because I was always asking for stuff, and my parents were always like no.