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I used to think that Mrs. Bates from Psycho lived under my bed. My brothers would scare the shit out of me.
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I used to think that Mrs. Bates from Psycho lived under my bed. My brothers would scare the shit out of me.
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Ha! I thought the severed head from one of the Jaws films lived down at the end of my bed so I never stretched my feet down as far as they'd go.
 
your mum calls you 'Anarcho Munk'?

When my mammy asked me did I know where milk came from when I was about 3 I said....


"of course I do, ah amn't stewpid! it comes from the shop..."

"yes, but where does the shop get it from..."

"...."

"cows anarcho munk, milk comes from cows!"

"WAT"




And until I was about 6 or 7 I didn't have a clue what "fair dues" meant, i thought people were saying "fair juice" to each other all the time.
So one day I cracked up with the absurdity of it all
and shouted out "WELL WHAT DOES IT FRICKIN TASTE LIKE YOU EEJITS!"
 
I used to think if I wrapped my feet up under my blankets (like a sleeping bag) that the monster under the bed couldn't grab my feet and pull me out. Actually, I still believe this and can't sleep otherwise.
 
when I was in scary places, like going up the stairs to bed at night with the lights turned off, I used to be sure there was a monster right behind me, following me.
But, if I turned around and looked at him he would know the game is up, and make a lunge for me, so I would have to let on like I didn;t know he was there and walk casually and not look, and then when I would get around a corner I would sprint somewhere safe and be gone before it realised I knew he was there all along.
 
I used to think cows' udders were pigs (?) and that the Wombles of Wimbledon were common, in the way my mum would use the word, i.e. ill mannered and gauche.
 
I think I had a suspicion that The Wombles of Wimbledon Common was basically a documentary too.

I knew about that tennis thing, Wimbledon, so I asked if Wimbledon Common existed. Apparently it did, so it seemed logical that Wombles existed.

Another logical deduction I made was when I found a tooth fairy letter I had written.
I confronted my old man with the evidence, and asked him if he anything to say about it. He was a bit quiet, so I told him that I think it meant that there *was* no tooth fairy, that it was in fact *him* all along.
He conceded this point.
I pressed it further, the wheels were turning over, "that means Santa... and the Easter Bunny... and God... all made up?"
He was nodding sadly until I hit God.
He told me to go and ask my mother about that one.
 

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