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I used to think that the signs in elevators that read "In case of fire, do not use elevator," were a sort of disclaimer telling people that it was dangerous to use an elevator because there could always be a fire, and that it was wiser to use the stairs. I'd never heard "in case" used to mean "if this happens," so I thought they meant "just in case there's a fire." So I was always scared riding elevators and wondered why we were doing such a risky thing when there was a perfectly safe alternative (the stairs).
When I was a boy there was a saying for hunters that went like this; "Never mix gunpowder and alchol." I thought for the longest time until the proper meaning was explained to me that hunters would take the bullets out of the casings and pour alchol into the gunpowder and replace the bullets to make a more powerful cartridge.
I used to believe that the "Now Hiring" sign in restaurants really said "Now Hurrying" and so everytime we passed such a restaurant I would say "Let's go there because they are hurrying!"
I was with my family on holidays, and I saw my aunt and uncle playing with a love-matic machine. You had 2 stick your finger in the device and it told you how hot you were (sexually speaking!!!). With my 5 yers old little silly mind, I thought that it was some kind of video games and I begged my mother to let me try it. I put my finger in the machine and I made it to the top of the sexiness scale, which was "sex bomb"! I was soooooooooooo happy to win that I started to yell in the street "I'm a sex bomb, I'm a sex bomb!!!"
Imagine my father's surprise when he, back home, got a phone call from his little kid, announcing proudly that he was sex bomb.
For those who aren't familiar, Harvey's is a burger chain where you can pick what toppings you want on your burger and they put the toppings on right in front of you. The first time we went there, the lady asked me what I wanted on my burger, and I thought this was some kind of test. They didn't ask this at McDonald's! So I hid and refused to answer her.
You know how they cover the hay bails with white plastic? Well when i was little I always thought they were giant marshmellows!
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I used to believe that mall directories were magic because they always knew where you were.
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when i was little, whenever i went bowling, i was always told that the bowling pins were the poo from monkeys, and whenever the pins were reset, the monkeys would sit in the machine and be lowered to the floor, and they would poop out onto the lane, and it made sense because the top of the pin was skinny, and the bottom part was larger, so it kind of looked like a terd, keep in mind was really young
When i was a child i used to believe that my father owned all the cinemas in my city, because each time we went to the cinema we were never made to queue up. And i was very proud of my father. But when i understood that he just had a privilege card i was very disappointed
This is not my belief but one of my little cousin's.
When he was little, about 4, whenever he wanted to say Kentucky Fried Chicken, he'd say "Chucky Fried Chicken".
I used to believe that the binoculars that you pay to release in theatre's to get a better view of the performance would self-destruct before the end of the performance
My Nan used to take us to a big theatre to watch a Christmas Panto every year. In front of every seat, there were Binoculars attached, and you had to pay to release them, to get a better view of the performance.
Before the very 1st performance began, my Nan caught me starng at people in the audience through these binoculars.
When asked what I was doing, I replied I'm getting my looks-worth before they blow up!
Little did I know that they weren't on a timer-device!
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whenever my family would go to a pizza place or something that had video games in the back i would ask my parents if i could go play. they always said yes, but didn't give me any money. i actually believed i was playing the games until i was about 7!
Until I was about 13 or so, my Dad had me convinced that he could magically sniff out McDonald's restaurants. He said their fries had a special smell that made it easy.
my mother and i used to walk to the store behind my house, across some sand dunes on the Navajo reserve, and i used to believe that the shadows cast by a streetlamp on the ripples of sand were holes and that I couldn't get across without her carrying me.
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Back when I was very young, my parents dragged me out someplace and told me they were taking me bowling. I raised holy hell, and finally they got so fed up with me that they brought me home and punished me for ruining their outing. When I was that young, the only place I had seen bowling was on television, so I assumed that if I was going bowling, I'd be on TV.
I was a very shy (and stupid) kid
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When I was a little girl, my family went out to dinner at Lyon's. My brothers told me that if I ordered the wrong thing, a lion would come out and eat me. I still remember my terrified little voice asking the waiter if "it's okay to have chicken strips."
My brothers were jerks.
My half-brother (who is much older than me) told me, when we went to McDonald's, that the red light on the ventilation shaft was a camera and that if I didn't finish my Happy Meal before I played with the toy someone would come out and get me.
my sisters once convinced me that people had stuck razor blades in the waterslides at magic mountain (adelaide amusement park), thus slicing up any unwary children. the practicalities of installing razors into the slides whilst sliding down never entered my head, nor did the fact that my sisters continually emerged unsliced. i think they actually just didn't want their little brother tagging along.
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You have to hold your breath when you go past a cemetery. Or a school. Or over a bridge. Especially over a bridge, or the car will be too heavy, and the bridge will collapse.
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