DUMBEST thing you ever believed

Milli Vanilli could sing :embarassed:

That Bolivia was in South America. Geography fail.

Um it is.. http://www.bing.com/maps/default.aspx?encType=1&where1=Bolivia&cp=-16.7119998931885~-64.6660003662109&FORM=MIRE1

See. I told you. Bad at geography.

I meant I thought it was near Russia. Sounds Russhy.

I thought the lady on Romper Room would suck me into the television when she used the magic mirror at the end of the show, so I always hid from her during that part.

She never did say my name.

I totally thought she could see me, and I was so mad when she never picked me! I would jump up and down and wave my arms and hope she would say she saw Christa!

That Thanksgiving Dinner dessert is Birthday cake. (had a cousin who was born in the end of November).

i thought all llamas had 2 heads because the only one i ever saw was on the original dr dolittle. age 23 my husband and i are headed to a campground and go past a llama farm and i started freaking out and had to stop and look at them. :blushing: everyone still teases me about it

I thought that chips came out of a bag from Iceland, I was 9 until I made the potato connection x

A nasty little boy on my street convinced me that the mole on my face next to my eye was a tick! So I scratched and picked at it all the time until it started to bleed

that a crocodile lived under my bed at night and so I had to jump on to it from about 2 feet away so it couldn't bite my feet when I climbed in
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a spaceman would climb in the loo window whilst I sat on the loo and kill me. I used to watch the window the whole time I was in there and even after I knew this was never going to happen I continued to check the window until I was in my 20's!! Some habits die hard!

Hahaha these are so great. I couldn't think of any but a few of these rang a bell.

I remember feeling like the moon was following me.

I remember thinking that married grown-ups were brother and sister.

And I remember being skeptical of EVERYTHING my older brothers told me because they were probably lying to me and I didn't want to get caught being gullible. So they would tell me something and I'd say "Oh really? Interesting." or "That's nice." I still respond that way to people sometimes. :P

I don't remember believing in much nonsense, but I told plenty to my little brother.

I told him banana popcicles had sex to make more banana popcicles. He and his friends used to stack them up and watch and wait.

He got this cheap plastic "pocket knife" at a carnival (this was late 70s) and I told him it was so flimsy, he couldn't even cut a hole in the screen door. He tried. He did. He got in big trouble.

I hope he's gotten a little smarter...

To the jackalope people, not only did I believe in it, but my grandfather gave me the mounted head of one. Yep... rabbit face with antlers.

I believed that sugar caused eye goop (thanks to an old baby sitter "I can tell you've had too much sugar by looking at your eyes") and, frankly, I'm not positive this isn't true. HA! I certainly told my son it was!!

Believed all cats were female and all dogs were male (later in life it was pointed out to me that all females are catty and all males are dogs - not that I subscribe to this, but I thought it was a humorous correlation)

My favorite, though, was a friend who believed that the STOP signs that have white borders are optional to stop at. Now, yes, look at every STOP sign you see today....

You know how on power lines there are these large black packs? You see them every couple of posts, near the edge. I don't know what they are...maybe some sort of supply or something?

I used to think those were squirrels that were electrocuted on the lines. I knew from movies that when you get electrocuted you can't let go of the wire. So I assumed the power line workers couldn't get the squirrels off...so they'd just cover them with black wire tape and move along.

lol.

That pregnant women had eaten watermelon seeds and were growing one in there.

That if I opened the pantry Mrs. Butterworth would come to life, I was terrified.

And that on Ash Wednesday the priest was going to burn my forehead with the ashes. Thank you cousin Gregg for tormenting me when i was 5!

Growing up in DC, I thought we had two mayors: Mary and Berry (yes, berry, like the food). It took me a number of years to figure out it was one guy pulling all those shenanigans, Mr. Marion Barry. :ohwell:

Yeah... wasn't he related to the "Professor Ann Marion" from "Gilligan's Island"?