Wow. It sounds like the time I found out that the it was chicken enchiladas not chicken AND chiladas. Monumental moments, those are.
Now that would have been a crazy day. I thought I posted this on my personal blog, and then when it didn't show up, I realized I posted it on the wrong one. Oops.
Though I knew full well that Cindy Lauper's name is spelled Cindy Lauper, I didn't realize until this semester that your pronounce her last name "Lauper," not "Whopper." I had been calling her "Cindy Whopper" since I was a kid, and I just figured the L was silent.
When I was little, I thought the alphabet went "ABCDEFGHIJK EMILY POTEET QRSTUVWXYZ." I was devastated when I found out it was LMNOP, not Emily Poteet.
When I was young, I saw those little weather boxes on the peaks of the mountains were the actual weather stations the meteorologists went to every morning to make their reports. I thought they had do be in great shape to get the job to climb up there on a daily basis.It wasn't until I was driving from Rexburg to Draper last spring that I realized how ridiculously wrong I was.
When I was about 12, I heard the term "anal" for the first time. Having just taken jr. high anatomy, I thought that this was the socially acceptable way of calling someone a butthole. I didn't learn about Freud until I was about 14.
ha haha ahhhh ha. You are all too funny.
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