Childhood misunderstandings

I think you meant to post this on the "Full of Cocaine" thread.

 

I think it was around 5th grade when we found out rubbers weren't rain boots.

 

As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly.

 

We did something like this for our kids last Easter.

I filled a cooking tray with some dirt and had them “plant” jelly beans, and after they went to sleep, I replaced the dirt with pudding and crushed Oreos, added some lollipops as “trees” and threw in some gummy worms and peeps for good measure.

They went crazy.

 

When I was 5 or 6, old enough to read, we passed a furniture restoration business named The Strip Joint. My dad explained that they strip down old furniture and reupholster and refinish it.

It probably wasn’t until 8th grade that I realized when people talked about strip joints, they weren’t talking about refinishing furniture.

 

Saw this in one of my kid's books



and actually gasped.

 

I remember my brother when he was about 8 saw a sign for a Toyota dealership and thought it was a toy store.

 

This is a hilarious thread. Mine:

They said on the announcements that the secretary was absent because she was ill. I thought they said "Ewww," like she was feeling kind of gross that day.

One day we had a subsitute teacher who said there was a note for Mrs. Jones to be sent home with the appropriate child. Knowing my mom's name was Joan, I proudly took it.

 

That reminds me of my son, who was convinced for a year that they sell Toy Yodas.

 

Whenever this story comes back up, my mom's no longer pissed. My dad is STILL super proud of himself.

 

Why was Mom furious?

 

She didn't like the idea of dad lying to us (and basically, she saw it as a super elaborate lie instead of a fun joke).