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General => General Discussion => Topic started by: Volk9 on June 01, 2011, 09:03:19 AM
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1. ...I used to think a condominium was plural for condoms
2. Whenever I had to go through a dark area, I ran past and told the imaginary monsters "Im not racing you!"
3. Rape was taking a rake and scratching someone
4. I use to take action figures and have them battle my penis when I was in the tub. I thought this was "playing with yourself".
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HOLY FUCKING LOL
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Can't top those sorry.
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I use to take action figures and have them battle my penis when I was in the tub. I thought this was "playing with yourself".
Sig'd. :rollin
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I cant even form a proper response to that. Just. Fuck.
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Even in the summer time I'd wrap a blanket around my neck in fear of vampires. Because we all know blankets can stop vampires.
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Oh I've got one.
When I was a kid, I didn't know what the actual name for "bras" was so I called them booby-protectors.
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Oh I've got one.
When I was a kid, I didn't know what the actual name for "bras" was so I called them booby-protectors.
My grandma calls them "titty-keep uppas"
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... I am speechless.
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Is it bad I'm tempted to bust out some action figures to fight my one eyed sausage beast now?
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Why is this list only 4 items long? Want moar.
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I used to suck air up my ass and fart all through gym class, so I'd get kicked out because I was "sucky" at basketball and didn't want to play.
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.... How?
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wat
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:clap:
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Dime bags cost a dime.
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:lol
I always thought "chimney" was pronounced "chinny" up until I was like... 8. :lol
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4. I use to take action figures and have them battle my penis when I was in the tub. I thought this was "playing with yourself".
By far my favorite.
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I used to suck air up my ass and fart all through gym class, so I'd get kicked out because I was "sucky" at basketball and didn't want to play.
I did this too.
Why is this list only 4 items long? Want moar.
I'll think of a few more, but those were the best
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1) I thought cartoons were real.
2) I'd wait up during the midnight hour for this "13 o'clock" I knew existed(I live in America so no 24-hr clock)
3) I thought a commercial was a thick mustachemaybe that was Sonata216 :/
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I thought that in the past, everything was on Black and white because Old movies were like that.
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When I was in Kindergarten, I was afraid of going into Grade School because I thought my mom was saying 'Grey School' and that everything would be grey :angel:
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I thought that in the past, everything was on Black and white because Old movies were like that.
Wait...
the past WASN'T in black and white???
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Im 36.
I still have a phobia of public toilets, flushing them with my foot, with the door open after a deuce.
I do this, because at age 3 in a pre-school that used to soak their cloth diapers in the toilets....I decided that one of the toilets with the shitty diaper should be flushed. I flooded out the entire pre-school and one of the women screamed at me.(a lesson for you new parents at the board about yelling at your kids)
When I was a teenager working at Pizza Hut, we were informed a Health Inspector would be coming in a weeks time. I organized an "everyone pee in this jug beside the toilet and see if the Inspector finds it" campaign with the boys of the store. Two full jugs of piss in plain sight of the toilets were not found.
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...I've got lots.
How many pages will this thread get to?
I've witnessed 2 circle jerks.
but participated in 0.
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I thought that in the past, everything was on Black and white because Old movies were like that.
I thought so too, I remember asking my dad about this when I was flipping through his old photo albums.
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I thought that in the past, everything was on Black and white because Old movies were like that.
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3) I thought a commercial was a thick mustachemaybe that was Sonata216 :/
That was mine you goose head!
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1. ...I used to think a condominium was plural for condoms
I knew what a condominium was because my grandpa lived in one. My parents taught us the word and how it's different from an apartment. But I thought "condom" was just an abbreviation for "condominium".
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3) I thought a commercial was a thick mustachemaybe that was Sonata216 :/
That was mine you goose head!
A) Read the microfont in that post
B) Did I mistake you for someone else?
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1. ...I used to think a condominium was plural for condoms
I knew what a condominium was because my grandpa lived in one. My parents taught us the word and how it's different from an apartment. But I thought "condom" was just an abbreviation for "condominium".
I thought it had something to do with condiments :lol
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When I was little, I used to think God rented the Earth to the Greek Pantheon while he went on vacation to the other side of the universe.
:lol
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Wwhen I was a kid I thought my dad knew it all. He could pick who would win every wrestling match watching the WWF. As I grew older I figured out that Jimmy "Superfly" Snuka always wrestled Al. A 350 pound, ghost white, balding, one strapped leotard wearing oaf. Man did he pull the wool over my eyes. :lol
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EEEE calvin and hobbes :heart
also volk: :lol
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3) I thought a commercial was a thick mustachemaybe that was Sonata216 :/
That was mine you goose head!
A) Read the microfont in that post
B) Did I mistake you for someone else?
Ready for the twist?
I am Sonata216
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so much win in this thread
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3) I thought a commercial was a thick mustachemaybe that was Sonata216 :/
That was mine you goose head!
A) Read the microfont in that post
B) Did I mistake you for someone else?
Ready for the twist?
I am Sonata216
That's what I thought hence the microfonted message ;)
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There was a commercial on TV for some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. But this was a special version, because it had lightning patterns on the cereal or something.
So, because I had always wanted electricity manipulation (like from my hands and such) to be my superpower as a kid, I begged and pleaded my parents and grandparents to buy it for me, with an attempted convincing conversation as I explained why I needed the cereal.
When I got it, I was disappoint. Luckily my high school graduation was the next day, so that took my mind off of things.
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Luckily my high school graduation was the next day, so that took my mind off of things.
:rollin
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Luckily my high school graduation was the next day, so that took my mind off of things.
:rollin
Brought a warm chuckle to me.
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When I was little, I wanted to marry my dad until I was like 5! :rollin
Now I can't stand the man...
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When I was little, I wanted to marry my dad until I was like 5! :rollin
Now I can't stand the man...
Actually in psychology this is simply explained by a freudian concept known as the electra complex which is very common for people around that age. This electra complex means that the young child will want to marry the dad until around 6. It is believed by some psychologists as to one of the reasons why many girls are attracted to males. God i'm a nerd.
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There was a commercial on TV for some Cinnamon Toast Crunch. But this was a special version, because it had lightning patterns on the cereal or something.
So, because I had always wanted electricity manipulation (like from my hands and such) to be my superpower as a kid, I begged and pleaded my parents and grandparents to buy it for me, with an attempted convincing conversation as I explained why I needed the cereal.
When I got it, I was disappoint. Luckily my high school graduation was the next day, so that took my mind off of things.
If this wasn't a joke, I would've recommended you play inFamous. :lol
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Haha, I wasn't joking except for the last sentence...that all happened when I was maybe 8 or so?
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It is believed by some psychologists as to one of the reasons why many girls are attracted to males.
wait wat
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When I was a kid, I was scared of flushing the toilet. I always pulled the handle and then ran out of the room as fast as I could, because I thought that if I didn't, an enormous spider would come down from the roof and hit me in the face. (Don't ask how I came to believe this, I haven't got a clue.)
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^^kindred spirits^^
mine was verbal tramma
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-pee fights with my dad to get potty trained
-getting eaten up by my blankie and pretending like I was inside some monster
-putting on a captain underpants play for my parents every night
-thinking that sprinklers were giant worms that came out of the ground in the morning
-POKEMON CARDS
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More of a story this time:
When I was a kid, I was terribly afraid of the dark. When I got too scared in my room, I'd walk over to the other side of the house and sleep with my grandma.
So one night I got scared in my dark room, and started my nightly trek to grandma's room (which of course down a dark hallway). Unfortunately, my mom accidentally set the alarm to motion sensor. So I got halfway through the hall, and this BLARING alarm goes off. I RUN to my grandma's room and crash through her door. She screams (thinking someone broke in), and I scream back (just freakin' scared), we both exchange screams once more, and then I jump in her bed hiding under the covers.
She screams some more thinking a robber has just jumped in her bed.
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I used to think that the receptacle for cigarette butts was an "ass-tray", so was hesitant to use the word.
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When I was like...7, I was aware that semen came from your balls.... and I knew that semen went up into a girls veejayjay.... I also knew that there was no fucking way I was sticking my nuts into a tight space to get cracked......YEEEOOOWWW!!!!! :omg:
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When I was a child I thought that When Dream And Day Unite only had 6 songs because the tape copy I'd been given had been taped over a Prince-Purple Rain tape.
years later I discovered there two other songs.................Im not surprised though..............it was only a matter of time.
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When I was a child I thought that When Dream And Day Unite only had 6 songs because the tape copy I'd been given had been taped over a Prince-Purple Rain tape.
years later I discovered there two other songs.................Im not surprised though..............it was only a matter of time.
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I remember being freaked out by a record player. I used to think it was haunted when the stylus would lift off the record and go back to where it rests. I must've been three at the time.
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I was just the opposite. My parents had a "nice" turntable that was fully automatic like that, and us kids just had this stupid thing where you had to manually put the tone arm on the record and take it off after. I thought it was the coolest thing that my parents could just push a button and the machine would take it from there.
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When I was a kid, I thought you needed an apple-shaped bowl to eat Apple Jacks out of, and if you didn't have one, the police would come by and put you in jail for an improper bowl. I cried the first time my mom bought it for me.
When I was like...7, I was aware that semen came from your balls.... and I knew that semen went up into a girls veejayjay.... I also knew that there was no fucking way I was sticking my nuts into a tight space to get cracked......YEEEOOOWWW!!!!! :omg:
I always thought that your balls unraveled like balls of yarn, and these two long tubes would come out of your junk and impregnate the egg directly, like the world's most nightmarish garden hoses. Sex ed came as a relief to me in many ways.
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I always thought that your balls unraveled like balls of yarn, and these two long tubes would come out of your junk and impregnate the egg directly, like the world's most nightmarish garden hoses. Sex ed came as a relief to me in many ways.
(https://waznmentobe.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/OReilly-grossed-out.jpg)
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I always thought that your balls unraveled like balls of yarn, and these two long tubes would come out of your junk and impregnate the egg directly, like the world's most nightmarish garden hoses. Sex ed came as a relief to me in many ways.
(https://waznmentobe.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/OReilly-grossed-out.jpg)
Seriously :lol :lol
Anyhow, I"ll throw some out there:
- I used flush and run as well. I hated anything that made any sort of "loud" noise and the flush sound scared me.
- I used to cry in haunted houses until I was probably 10 years old because I had such a strong startle reflex.
- When I was about 8 years old my best friend and I thought "balls" was slang for boobs, and we referred to our balls on playground one day in front of some boys who laughed at us.
- When I was about 8 years old an older troublemaker girl up the street told me that black boys have white penises, similar to how the palms of their hands and bottom of their feet are white. I never thought to question it until sometime in my late teens when I recall being completely unable to decide whether she had been telling me the truth or not.
- I thought a "blow job" was blowing air on a guy's penis. This belief lasted just long enough to net a "what are you doing?"
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- I thought a "blow job" was blowing air on a guy's penis. This belief lasted just long enough to net a "what are you doing?"
So the guy was all like
(https://waznmentobe.com/wordpress/wp-content/uploads/2011/01/OReilly-grossed-out.jpg)
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- I thought a "blow job" was blowing air on a guy's penis. This belief lasted just long enough to net a "what are you doing?"
To be fair, that slang is the complete opposite of what you're suppose to do.
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@Jamesman: No kidding... :hat
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- I thought a "blow job" was blowing air on a guy's penis. This belief lasted just long enough to net a "what are you doing?"
To be fair, that slang is the complete opposite of what you're suppose to do.
Yeah, way to fuck a girl up!
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When I was younger, I though that it was common for all the pages in smut mags to stick together.
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- I thought a "blow job" was blowing air on a guy's penis. This belief lasted just long enough to net a "what are you doing?"
To be fair, that slang is the complete opposite of what you're suppose to do.
I've always wondered about that, too. How can "suck" and "blow" actually mean the same thing? Something "cool" can also be considered "hot". And honestly, I'm glad that terms like "bad" and "phat" and "stoopid" have gone away for the most part.
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And honestly, I'm glad that terms like "bad" and "phat" and "stoopid" have gone away for the most part.
Yeah, me too. Those phrases were mad dumb.
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When I was a kid.. I didn't know how to pronounce guitar.. so I'd call it a Dick-ar..
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I thought you needed a different licence to drive standard compared to automatic. I argued this point until it was finally proven to me that I was enormously incorrect.
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Oh, one time some kid convinced me on my 6th birthday that I had another birthday 3 days later.
Another disappointment.
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I thought you needed a different licence to drive standard compared to automatic. I argued this point until it was finally proven to me that I was enormously incorrect.
Really? You do here. If you do your driver's exam with an automatic you get a big stamp that says AUTOMATISCH on your driver's license, so it's not valid when driving with manual transmission.
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1. I called the fast food joint "Berber King" until I got in an argument with my best friend at 5 years old because he thought it was BURGER KING or something, pshh... :loser:
2. I was one of those who thought that when you turned on a CD or listened to the radio that someone was actually playing it right there, except I thought that instead of the band being inside the disc or car radio, the band would get a telephone call wherever they were that someone was listening to their CD and they would have to play until that person was done listening.
3. For some reason when I was like 6 or 7 I didn't really understand how long a year was, so when the previews for Disney's Hercules said it would be released in 1997 or 1998, I thought I'd be taking my own kids to see it.
4. I thought parents who wanted babies bought them at the hospital.
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I thought an ATM would just give you the money you needed.
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1. When I was really young, I had absolutely no concept of time. My mom would put in Toy Story at 8 in the morning, and I'd think that I'd have to go to bed when it was over.
2. For a while, probably until I was about 9, I thought the Air and Space Museum in Washington DC was called the Aaron Space Museum. So, when my grandparents took me to DC for a week, I distinctly remember asking them why Aaron Space was cool enough to get his own museum.
Ninja'd, but
I thought an ATM would just give you the money you needed.
That too. I also thought a credit card was like a free pass through any grocery store line.
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Oh, I also thought that animals peed out of their tail. :lol
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:lol
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I thought you needed a different licence to drive standard compared to automatic. I argued this point until it was finally proven to me that I was enormously incorrect.
Really? You do here. If you do your driver's exam with an automatic you get a big stamp that says AUTOMATISCH on your driver's license, so it's not valid when driving with manual transmission.
wow...nearly 20 years later....I have some vindication.
it's not like that here.(ottawa, canada)
I took all my lessons in a late 80's tercel standard....then my exam on an automatic.
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I took lessons, 4 w/ the stick and 4 automatic but I took the test with the automatic way back in 1984.
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In Europe stick is like the norm. I know only a few people with an automatic, and even then it's like a second car or so.
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When I was young I thought that the pigeon that I always saw around our house followed me every where and was spying on me.
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When I was young I thought that the pigeon that I always saw around our house followed me every where and was spying on me.
It was.
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When I was young I thought that the pigeon that I always saw around our house followed me every where and was spying on me.
It was.
NOOOOOOOOO!
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When I was young I thought that the pigeon that I always saw around our house followed me every where and was spying on me.
It was.
NOOOOOOOOO!
Coo coo, bitch.
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Zydar, that's terrifying.
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Good, it's working then.
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...I wanted to build and operate my own submarine. :D
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Reminds me of "The Goodfeathers". :tup EDIT: TOO SLOW!!!
I used to think that CDs were recorded live with all the band members and that if someone made a mistake, they would have to start all over again. I was only a few music formats away from the truth.
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This reminds me of a colerized 50's horror film. :lol
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I originally thought up until about 6 or 7 the world was black and white up until around 1950.
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https://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LSh5DEbnHNo/TX0ZDh_b_NI/AAAAAAAAH1c/-4VI4z8d5WA/s1600/angrypigeons.jpg
Damn. That's an unsettling picture.
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When I was little, I used to think God rented the Earth to the Greek Pantheon while he went on vacation to the other side of the universe.
:lol
This is brilliant :rollin
I remember being really upset that I would have to marry my baby sister one day. Was very relieved when 3 year old me was corrected. :loser:
At one time I had worked out that babies came from excessive French kissing. Sex was just something weird people did. :lol
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I remember being really upset that I would have to marry my baby sister one day. Was very relieved when 3 year old me was corrected. :loser:
If you'd been raised in the south you may not have been corrected.
At one time I had worked out that babies came from excessive French kissing. Sex was just something weird people did. :lol
It isn't :huh:
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I remember asking my mom if the "dark ages" were really dark, and when the sun finally began to shine. Of course I was referring to her childhood years, and she knew it, because she would say "way back in the dark ages" when reminiscing. :lol
My mother used to have a metal coffee pot/tea kettle that she would brew on a burner on the stove. For some reason her routine was to fill it with water for the next time right after washing it, so it always had clean water in it when not being brewed. Around age 9-10 I started boiling myself a hot dog as an after school snack/meal while she was still at work (no microwaves yet then, or at least they weren't affordable yet) and because I was a lazy kid and in a hurry to go watch Scooby Doo, I made it a habit to use the clean coffee pot water to boil my hot dog in.... then when I was done with my cooking I would clean up after myself by pouring the water back into the kettle where it waited for her to brew her next pot of coffee. :lol :lol
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:rollin
And you can probably bet that she's missing the coffee "like they used to make it".
When I was a kid, I wouldn't step on the cracks between the pavement blocks.
rumborak
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When I was a kid, I wouldn't step on the cracks between the pavement blocks.
Nice. I would do something similar. I would alternate walking between the narrow outer edge of the sidewalk and the main part of the sidewalk. I would "switch" whenever they connected at their corners.
At the grocery store, I could only step on the black tiles because the white tiles were lava.
Actually I still do these things.
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When I was a kid I learned different ways to distract my mind from dwelling on things that hurt me (my father died when I was four and I was extremely close to him, plus we had just moved to a whole new state and I think I was more attached from the unfamiliar surroundings) and the main way I would distract myself was counting. Anything. Everything. I still find myself doing that now occasionally.
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:rollin
And you can probably bet that she's missing the coffee "like they used to make it".
rumborak
:lol I told my husband about this but didn't tell him that my mother had never known and one Thanksgiving before she passed away he casually "reminisced" about this.... the way she set down her glass and said "Jennifer!" was priceless. :lol
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Ah, lava tiles. I did those too.
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Ah, lava tiles. I did those too.
Same here. I also to this day try not to step on the cracks when walking on sidewalks or stay in one tile for each foot when walking on tiles.
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When I was a kid I learned different ways to distract my mind from dwelling on things that hurt me (my father died when I was four and I was extremely close to him, plus we had just moved to a whole new state and I think I was more attached from the unfamiliar surroundings) and the main way I would distract myself was counting. Anything. Everything. I still find myself doing that now occasionally.
Woah, I used to count everything! I would count steps and blocks and whatever. My father also died when I was 8.
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Ah, lava tiles. I did those too.
Same here. I also to this day try not to step on the cracks when walking on sidewalks or stay in one tile for each foot when walking on tiles.
With cracks, what I would do is see how many steps it would take for me to "loop" a pattern on the sidewalk or floor...each step was about the same size, so it was a cool way for me to look for a pattern in determining where the loop would go. But I like to look for patterns.
I also remember that I would get bored and take shampoo bottles or medicine containers or whatever and count how many times each letter of the alphabet occurred. I still do it if I am somewhere and I am super bored and can't do anything else. I did it this week where I interned at a high school because I didn't bring anything with me, and all I had were a few papers with lots of words on them. I spent 2 hours seeing the most common vowel of all the papers and what order would be the most consistent as a sample.
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When I was four I wanted to be Bill Cosby when I grew up. When I was five I threw an absolute fit, and cried for hours when I found out I couldn't actually BE Bill Cosby when I grew up.
Also, at 3 or 4.... I wanted a little city of real miniature people for Christmas. I would love them and care for them and look after them. I would feed them, and they would be my friends, and if they were bad, I would grab them and flick there little heads off with my finger. I remember being really angry to learn that this was an impossibility. My family doctor told my mother that this would "hopefully" diminish over time, but my God complex only grew and grew. :biggrin:
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Ah, lava tiles. I did those too.
Who didn't? That reminds me of a submission in the "If everything was designed by a 5-year-old" photoshop contest at Cracked.
I know it's a slight variation, but I'll bet dollars to pesos the majority of us played this game:
(https://i-beta.crackedcdn.com/phpimages/photoshop/1/4/3/42143_slide.jpg)
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Oh yeah, it's called "travel around the world", and you had to travel around the room without touching the floor. Always did this with friends.
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Lava floor! That's awesome, I miss those days.
Also, about lava tiles: Outside our elementary school there were tiles of two different kinds, and they were placed pretty irregularly so sometimes it was very challenging to only walk on one kind (at least when we were kids, my legs are much longer now.) We'd call the smooth tiles butter, and the bumpy ones were crispbread. The fun thing was I was the only one in my class to choose to walk on the butter tiles. Everyone were always whining about how I walked on the wrong tiles, but I knew deep inside me that I was right and they were wrong. :D
(I don't know if crispbread is common outside of Sweden, so for those of you who don't know it, it's a hard, flat kind of bread, often uneven on the surface.)
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Oh yeah, it's called "travel around the world", and you had to travel around the room without touching the floor. Always did this with friends.
That too!
MJ: I never played that game. What is it?
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Oh yeah, it's called "travel around the world", and you had to travel around the room without touching the floor. Always did this with friends.
That too!
MJ: I never played that game. What is it?
Same concept as lava tiles; instead, it's just lava floor. Basically you had to jump swing around on furniture/playground equipment/and such without touching the ground at all, instead of just certain spots
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Lol wow, a whole game dedicated to that?
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Not really a game, just a thing you do as kids. Let's see if we can get all the way across the room without touching the floor. Walking across the sofa and chairs is easy, but sometimes there's stuff on the end tables or coffee table, and some surfaces will not support your weight. It's the most fun if you're at someone's house where you actually enter the room from one end and exit another way, like into the kitchen or something. If you're lucky, there will be a sofa you can jump off of, into the kitchen. Yes! Score!
Sometimes it becomes clear that it can't really be done without touching the floor at some point. Not enough furniture or whatever. But the floor is burning lava, which you can actually withstand for a maximum of three seconds or whatever the house rules are, so you risk burning your feet and go for it. You gotta do what you gotta do.
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You gotta do what you gotta do.
:tup
I always preferred playing this on a jungle gym at a park or at school, cause I yelled at for jumping on the furniture :angel:
Oh, and there are variants to the game, of course, such as "Grounder," which is basically jungle gym tag with the rules Orbert mentioned.
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When I was in 'Nam, I got both my legs blown off by mines. The general told me to walk it off.
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Not really a game, just a thing you do as kids. Let's see if we can get all the way across the room without touching the floor. Walking across the sofa and chairs is easy, but sometimes there's stuff on the end tables or coffee table, and some surfaces will not support your weight. It's the most fun if you're at someone's house where you actually enter the room from one end and exit another way, like into the kitchen or something. If you're lucky, there will be a sofa you can jump off of, into the kitchen. Yes! Score!
Sometimes it becomes clear that it can't really be done without touching the floor at some point. Not enough furniture or whatever. But the floor is burning lava, which you can actually withstand for a maximum of three seconds or whatever the house rules are, so you risk burning your feet and go for it. You gotta do what you gotta do.
Oh I know, I thought MJ meant there was a video game of it from the picture he posted. :lol
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yKZrUiKwlSc
:D
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Not really a game, just a thing you do as kids. Let's see if we can get all the way across the room without touching the floor. Walking across the sofa and chairs is easy, but sometimes there's stuff on the end tables or coffee table, and some surfaces will not support your weight. It's the most fun if you're at someone's house where you actually enter the room from one end and exit another way, like into the kitchen or something. If you're lucky, there will be a sofa you can jump off of, into the kitchen. Yes! Score!
Sometimes it becomes clear that it can't really be done without touching the floor at some point. Not enough furniture or whatever. But the floor is burning lava, which you can actually withstand for a maximum of three seconds or whatever the house rules are, so you risk burning your feet and go for it. You gotta do what you gotta do.
Oh I know, I thought MJ meant there was a video game of it from the picture he posted. :lol
I would play that game.
I would kick its ass, too. :xbones
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Oh yeah, it's called "travel around the world", and you had to travel around the room without touching the floor. Always did this with friends.
Wait, there's a name for it? It's just some fun shit I did as a kid.
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When I was a kid I was touched inappropriately.
:(
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When I was a kid I was touched inappropriately.
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For what it's worth, it was enjoyable for me.
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Not really a game, just a thing you do as kids. Let's see if we can get all the way across the room without touching the floor. Walking across the sofa and chairs is easy, but sometimes there's stuff on the end tables or coffee table, and some surfaces will not support your weight. It's the most fun if you're at someone's house where you actually enter the room from one end and exit another way, like into the kitchen or something. If you're lucky, there will be a sofa you can jump off of, into the kitchen. Yes! Score!
Sometimes it becomes clear that it can't really be done without touching the floor at some point. Not enough furniture or whatever. But the floor is burning lava, which you can actually withstand for a maximum of three seconds or whatever the house rules are, so you risk burning your feet and go for it. You gotta do what you gotta do.
It would also be something we did for like the last gym class in elementary school. We'd get every piece of equipment out and build a whole road so to say, to cross without touching the floor of the gymnasium.