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When I was about 5, I went to my father's office in downtown Pittsbugh, Pennsylvania one Saturday. It was my first trip to the city and I was really impressed by all the barge traffic on the 3 rivers. When I asked my dad what was in all those barges he said, "Applesauce. Pittsburgh makes applesauce for the whole country." I beleived that for years. I might still believe it.
After hearing the myth that toast always lands butter side down, I thought it would act like a magnet so if you tried to put the un-buttered side on the floor, it would push away. When I asked my mother if I could try it, she told me not to because it was a waste of bread.
Even into her teenage years my ditzy aunt believed that spaghetti grew on trees! Needless to say, she has never lived that down.
One day, when I was about four, I saw a tree that had just had a large branch break off of it, and the place where the branch had been was white, flakey and wet. So, of course, I assumed that what I saw was chicken (the meat). I thought for half a year that trees were full of chicken, and that you cut them down, peeled the bark off, and ate it.
I used to believe that corned beef was sliced snake, to me aged 5, it looked just like the inside of a snake would.
My dad told me that raisins were the dead flies from the windowsill
Just until a few weeks ago, i believed that buffulo wings actually came from buffulo. I mean, i knew buffuloes didnt have wings but i just figured that the meet came from the buffulo's "side." I was very disapointed when i found out the truth while watching an epidode of NEWLYWEDS...
My mom always told me that oranges had lots of vitamin C in them and for some reason I thought that the white stuff on the inside of the orange peel was vitamin C. I thought that you had to eat that part to get the vitamins.
when i was about 7 years old, I used to believe that all the food i was eating was actually alive. I'd find it very hard to eat anything, and my mum would make me so I would chew my food very carefully so as not to hurt it too much!
i felt very guilty about the poor potatoes being crushed- the irony is im not even vegetarian!!
When i was a wee little one, i hated peas, so my mother told me that peas were good for your toes. Well, my mother has pretty feet [petite and her toes are perfectly sized and shaped] so i figured she knew what she was talking about. It wasn't until i spotted an old ladies feet [veiny, cracked, with long yellow nails] and diagnosed her. She was pretty upset, and my mom was pretty embarassed. Oh well, I still eat my peas; good for the toes ya know.
Thanks to the commercials,I believed that Philadelphia Cream Cheese was made by Jesus.
I used to believe that when you became an adult,you would automatically like or even love chilli or chilli sauce or spicy stuff like that!
When I was little, I always used to get the words "navel" and "nasal" mixed up. I always wondered why oranges were named after your nose...
Also, I sometimes confused "navy" with "navel," and that really got me wondering about the orange situation.
My mom used to make a meal that she would put green beans and small canned nude potatoes in. As a joke, she told us that we were eating green beans and ostrich eggs. We believed her for years, asking for green beans and ostrich eggs.
my aunt used to tell me that pinapples made your eyebrows grow. i believed it till i was about 10.
I used to believe that french fries were made of bread rather than potatoes. I hated all kinds of potatoes growing up and would actually complain about steak fries tasting 'too much like potatoes.' I didn't figure it out until 4th grade when my babysitter told me her brother had made fries out of mashed up bread and how gross that seemed...to which I said "well what are they made of?"...
My Grandmother told me that I would lose a drop of blood for every drop of vinager that I consumed.
I wasn't sure how long it would take for my body to replenish this blood, so I used vinager sparingly to be on the safe side.
When my boyfriend was little, his dad was eating cottage cheese. Being curious, he asked his dad what he was eating. His dad said "ice cream" and of course my boyfriend wanted some.He was shocked when he found out it wasn't really ice cream! For years, my boyfriend wouldn't eat cottage cheese.
I was told by an aunt that cotton candy was made from my grandfather's nose hairs. I didn't eat it for a long time after that. then I figured out it was spun sugar.
When I was eight or nine I thought it was so cruel to eat lamb roast, because it was a baby lamb. So mum and dad told me it was only the sick lambs that died of natural causes that were used for lamb roasts, while the healthy lambs were left to live happily ever after
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