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When I was a little whipper snapper I used to beleive that if you fell into the toilet whilst sat on it, it would suck you up into a firery underworld never to return! So as you can imagine I used to cling onto the sink really, REALLY tight!
I used to believe that there was a witch round the u-bend of our loo and that she lived off of our poo. I thought that if I didn't give her enough poo she'd come up and try and eat me instead. As a result, I always pushed real hard to get it all out as soon as possible so not to annoy her. If it was a little slow coming, I'd bend my head down between my legs and talk to her in an attempt to pacify her and avoid being eaten. I know it works, because I'm still here!
When I was about 5 years old, I knew that the toilet was connected to the sewer. I used to watch the Ninja Turtles a lot, and they lived in the sewer. As a result, I was always wary that if I sat on the toilet too long, the a Ninja Turtle would get annoyed, pop out, and bite my butt.
I used to believe that when you went to the bathroom there was a man waiting in the toilet with a gun waiting to soot your butt. If you didn't hurry up and pee he would shoot you! He Hated pee so after you peed you had 10 sec. to get out or else your dead!
To this day I hate to admit sometimes I'm still freaked out.
When I was about 5, a teenage babysitter allowed me to watch The Hunchback of Nore Dame and then terified me by telling me that i would grow a hunchback if I sat slouched too long on the toilet.For ages afterwards I was traumatised by every answer to nature's call.
My cousin told me that there was a creature in outhouses (we did a lot of camping) called the toilet Dracula that had a head like Dracula and the body of a snake. It would crawl up the hole in the toilet and bite you when you sat on it. I was horryfied for years.
When I was little, I thought a large wolf-like animal lived in the toliet. If I didn't hurry up with my business and flush him back down, he would come up and try to bite my butt.
Once, when I was about 5 or 6, I believed that paw prints (like the kind that dogs have) could fall from the vent above the toilet, so sometimes when I was "going," I'd sit and watch the vent to make sure none fell on me.
When I was little, I used to think that alligators or crocidiles would come up the toilet and eat my while I was on the "can". I'd sit on the toilet, do my business, then jump up as fast as I could and put the lid down... Then flush and laugh 'cause they didn't get me!!!
When I was little my mother (who was a nurse and should have known better) told me that if I sat on the toilet for too long, germs would go up my bottom.
When I was a kid I was afraid to flush the toilet for fear that a flushing it would let a shark come up. My brother suggested putting the lid down before I flushed it, or I could slam it down after I flushed. That way the shark would hit its head and go away.
Our toilet had some bad pipes, and made a LOT of noise. My evil brother told me there was a monster at the bottom of the hole that could sense heat, so it would feel the warmth of your body and GET you, unless you were quick. I blame a lot of my constipation problems on my brother.
I used to believe that when my dad flushed a dead fish or turtle down the toilet, the water would bring it back to life and it could jump up and bite my behind when I was using the bathroom.
When i was about 5 years old my dad let me see the movie called The Mummy. Then every time i would go to the bathroom i thought those spiders that ate people would be on the toilet paper so i started using Kleenex.
When I was young, I was always scared to go to use the washroom because of the song 'Santa Clause is Coming to Town'. Why?
"He sees you when you're sleeping, he knows when you're awake..."
I figured that if he could see you when you were sleeping, he could also see you in the washroom. Pathetic, I know.
When I was 5, my family moved to Paris, France for a year. In Paris, there are these coin-operated porto-potties on the sidewalk (I don't remember the specifics of where or how many). My mom told me something about having to be finished in under a few minutes, but I interpreted it as that if we didn't use them in under a minute, the toilet would self-clean (hot water and soap would spray out of the walls) and we'd be killed. But that doesn't really make sense now...
I used to think that there were dragons or ghosts in the toilet who would get me if i wasn't careful. Then when my sister accidentally pulled off our lizard's tail, my dad flushed it down the toilet, so I never used that toilet because i believed it might come out of the drain, attach itself to my flesh and drain the life out of me.
When I was little, I was convinced Darth Vader lived in my Nan's toilet. Someone had to stand outside the door while I went in case he come out and 'Got me'.
Daft eh?
When I was four my dad and much older brother took me to see Men in Black at the cinemas, and when the shop bloke has his head blown off and grew it back, I became terrified of flushing the toilet incase he grew out of it (I was v.young!). My mum went mad when she realised :D I still get scared flushing the loo now!
I once had a dream that this big scary gorilla came out of the toilet and chased me. After that, I was afraid it really would happen and was always putting the top down.
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