What nonsense did you believe in as a kid?
Ever thought that you could get flushed down the loo? That girls wee out their bottoms? Or that bumming means two men rubbing their bums together? Tell us about your childhood misconceptions. Thanks to Joefish for the suggestion.
( , Wed 18 Jan 2012, 15:21)
Ever thought that you could get flushed down the loo? That girls wee out their bottoms? Or that bumming means two men rubbing their bums together? Tell us about your childhood misconceptions. Thanks to Joefish for the suggestion.
( , Wed 18 Jan 2012, 15:21)
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I thought I was the only kid who made that error--for me, the sounds were the steady, unrelenting, unstoppable footfalls of a monster who was coming up from underground, under the house, right under my bed. Luckily, it turns out he was very deep underground, as he never actually arrived, and some mysterious law of nature decreed he had to start all over every night. Lucky for me.
( , Sat 21 Jan 2012, 2:21, 1 reply)
I thought I was the only kid who made that error--for me, the sounds were the steady, unrelenting, unstoppable footfalls of a monster who was coming up from underground, under the house, right under my bed. Luckily, it turns out he was very deep underground, as he never actually arrived, and some mysterious law of nature decreed he had to start all over every night. Lucky for me.
( , Sat 21 Jan 2012, 2:21, 1 reply)
I'll second that...
..to me it always sounded like the crunch of feet on virgin snow coming to get me. Every night - crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.
It coincided with watching the film "Call of the Wild" and all that walking through snow and then seeing Charloton Heston floating under the ice gave me nightmares about him walking through the snow to get me. Even now, if I hear my heartbeat on the pillow, I can see his face floating under the ice nearly 30 years later.
( , Mon 23 Jan 2012, 10:57, closed)
..to me it always sounded like the crunch of feet on virgin snow coming to get me. Every night - crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch.
It coincided with watching the film "Call of the Wild" and all that walking through snow and then seeing Charloton Heston floating under the ice gave me nightmares about him walking through the snow to get me. Even now, if I hear my heartbeat on the pillow, I can see his face floating under the ice nearly 30 years later.
( , Mon 23 Jan 2012, 10:57, closed)
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