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What White Lies Were You Told as a Child or Have You Told Your Children?
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No, those are for spinning the Earth. Otherwise there'd be no night and day.
Like, duh.
I love that one!No, those are for spinning the Earth. Otherwise there'd be no night and day.
Like, duh.
A fart is nothing more than a Greek love song!
None. My folks were survivors and reality based. I'm the same.
No outright standing fibs. I doubted Santa when I was about five. However, my dad was good at sales pitches. When I was prescribed a particularly foul tasting liquid medicine for a chronic cough, my dad would prepare it in a special little glass, hold it up with bright eyed pleasure and announce it was time for my magic potion.
It still tasted vile and sour, but the inspirational idea that it was potion, and magic at that, made it go down easily. That worked for a year or more, as long as I had to take the med. I think I eventually decided I hadn't seen any magic, but I still appreciated the ritual, since I knew it was well meant. Kids are often pretty bright. Besides which, I also appreciated the drama.
He was always somewhat theatrical. You should have heard his speech on his second retirement. It was real Nineteenth Century oratory.
It still tasted vile and sour, but the inspirational idea that it was potion, and magic at that, made it go down easily. That worked for a year or more, as long as I had to take the med. I think I eventually decided I hadn't seen any magic, but I still appreciated the ritual, since I knew it was well meant. Kids are often pretty bright. Besides which, I also appreciated the drama.
He was always somewhat theatrical. You should have heard his speech on his second retirement. It was real Nineteenth Century oratory.
The Northern Lights are the souls of native dead dancing.
The Packers will win the NFL Championship (This was back in the fifties).
Money is the root of all evil.
The Bel Air is as good as an Impala.
Murdersickles will kill you.
It tastes as good as real butter.
Ad infinitum.
The Packers will win the NFL Championship (This was back in the fifties).
Money is the root of all evil.
The Bel Air is as good as an Impala.
Murdersickles will kill you.
It tastes as good as real butter.
Ad infinitum.
Told my kids that there's Mr. Chocolate living in the pantry and if they were nice, he will hand out chocolates. I remember them going to pantry often to yell at Mr. Chocolate.
Once when older kids were a toddler he was running around without undie. Told him one of my friends did that and Mr. Peepee took away my friend's peepee. He never ran around naked again.
Once when older kids were a toddler he was running around without undie. Told him one of my friends did that and Mr. Peepee took away my friend's peepee. He never ran around naked again.
We recently had a kid from Mississippi come work on the farm, he didn't last long, but man he was a treasure trove of this kind of stuff.
He wouldn't get close to a toad because it would give him warts.
He hid his cellphone when a storm came because it would attract lightning.
You eat a raw onion when you're sick (with anything).
Being outside when it was below 50 instantly made you sick.
Being rained on meant you wouldn't sleep for a day.
Maybe these are more just folklore. I don't know.
My dad used to tell me that if I started smoking, no women would want me. He smoked 4 packs a day. He died before he got to meet my wife. We met when she bummed a smoke off me.
He wouldn't get close to a toad because it would give him warts.
He hid his cellphone when a storm came because it would attract lightning.
You eat a raw onion when you're sick (with anything).
Being outside when it was below 50 instantly made you sick.
Being rained on meant you wouldn't sleep for a day.
Maybe these are more just folklore. I don't know.
My dad used to tell me that if I started smoking, no women would want me. He smoked 4 packs a day. He died before he got to meet my wife. We met when she bummed a smoke off me.
I was forced to eat a large desert spoonful of malt that came in a huge jar, bigger than my head every day to 'build me up and make a man of me'. I forget what lame name they called it but I absolutely hated the stuff.
I'm surprised it never put me off drinking beer in later life
Regards,
Jay.
Other than the tooth fairy nothing really, we was too po to afford lies.
I do remember this poster in a friend's older brother's room and now it seems this is a lie .. depending on what you're expecting.
I do remember this poster in a friend's older brother's room and now it seems this is a lie .. depending on what you're expecting.
Depends if it was lady who just won Miss Netherlands 2023!
When driving from Tennessee to New York, somewhere along the way there was a huge sign saying "Santa Claus is a myth and lying to your children brings about moral decay!" I've got pictures of it somewhere but it was mid December and on a major interstate.
For me as a kid it was the old "stick out your lip and a bird will shit on it" which I did not believe in the least.
The best lie I told to kids was that myself and all the other male teachers in the building were brothers. When they said "why do you have different last names?" We would say "same mom, different dad." This lasted for two years and included 8 different people. Some did figure it out but the rest were so convinced that they were steamrolled by the belief that we were brothers. Ah, the good old days.
For me as a kid it was the old "stick out your lip and a bird will shit on it" which I did not believe in the least.
The best lie I told to kids was that myself and all the other male teachers in the building were brothers. When they said "why do you have different last names?" We would say "same mom, different dad." This lasted for two years and included 8 different people. Some did figure it out but the rest were so convinced that they were steamrolled by the belief that we were brothers. Ah, the good old days.
We were concerned about quicksand when we were kids. Seemed important to have a plan on how to get out.
he's real, but he's a vampire. No one tells you that. It's why he wears red and only comes out at night.
As a boy, I had my doubts about this Tooth Fairy leaving money for my teeth and that it must’ve been my mother putting a dime under my pillow. So, the next time I lost a baby tooth, I put it under my pillow at night without telling anyone and got bupkis when I woke the next morning. I knew it!