I was commuting to school the other day on I-5 listening to Talk of the Nation on NPR when I suddenly realized “Wait a minute… I don’t think Bob Dylan was actually singing about everyone getting hit with rocks…”
Anyone else have any embarrassing, years later, realizations?
ya lost me though…
dylan could have been sing about pelting rocks. he does have a tendency to mumble a bit.
“If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?”
for years I thought was a sincere attempt by the singer to politely compliment a lady without offending her.
I was in my mid-twenties, for crissakes, before it hit me.
While he is indeed the Mumble King, “Everybody must get stoned” is pretty clear 
Your embarrassment does not compare to mine in my Cafe Society plea for help in locating the desired song “The Dangerous Dyke” aka “The Dangerous Type” as one astute Doper guessed.
:o
“Young Frankenstein” - a movie I’ve seen dozens of times since I was a little kid…
The scene where Cloris Leachman, candelabra in hand, is leading Teri Garr and Gene Wilder up the castle stairs…
“Stay close to ze candles! Ze staircase … can be treacherous.”
I was 25 before I noticed that the candles weren’t lit.
I can one up you on that.
When I first saw pictures of Jhonen Vasquez I thought that he was well, a lesbian.
A year ago I ralized out of no where why dogs are named Fido.
(Fido = Fideles = Faithful)
thank you, francesca. i was trying to figure out which dylan song the op was talking about.
I kid you not when I tell you this. I only learned that Elton John was gay about four months ago. I always thought he was just an eccentric singer-guy.
Elton John? Gay? :eek:
I just found out now thanks to your post.
Wow, that Fido bit is pretty cool; I never realized that either. Good doggie.
I was 27 when I found out that “Jack” is a nickname for people named “John.” I don’t really feel bad for never figuring it out; I mean, it really makes no sense. But, when I found this out, I was of course kind of overwhelmed and began recounting all the Jacks I’ve known/heard of and realizing they were actually named John. Hmm, “John Frost”; “John and the Beanstalk”; “John Kennedy”…
JOHN KENNEDY?!? Holy crap!
My entire life I’d thought there was another Kennedy. Occasionally I’d wonder, “How come you never hear anything about JACK Kennedy anymore?” I thought he was the Silent Kennedy or something. Incredible.
Mel Brooks’ History of the World, Pt I. Caught this for the nth time on cable a couple months back. (Actually, I think it may have been last year. Whenever.)
The scene where Mel and Danny (no, not Gibson and Glover, Brooks and Hines) are walking through the market place. Josephus passes by the ‘blind’ beggar, who greets him with “Josephus!” and holds out one hand. Josephus gives him a backhanded five, and strolls on, saying “Hey, motherf**ker.”
It took me all these years to spot the sign around the beggar’s neck.
Oedipus.
Motherf**ker.
Cracked me up, in a whole new way.
Looks at Skeezix’s post
Huh?
Looks again
Ooooohhhh! Oedipus!
LOL, as that scene finally makes sense
Um, isn’t that Gregory Hines, not Danny?
Um, isn’t that Gregory Hines, not Danny?
Ack. Thbft. Yep.
I’m sitting here thinking, “Mel and… wtf was his name again?” Got Mel and Danny stuck in my head, and somehow convinced m’self his name’s Daniel Hines. Oops.
[sub]Musta been Eve of Destruction that damaged my brain… yeah, that’s it.[/sub]
[sub]But’cha didn’t had to tell me twice.[/sub]
Funniest incidence of this I’ve ever heard was a friend of my dad’s in the early '70s.
There was a song that went, “I’ll be a big man in town”.
It came on the radio, and he sang “I’ll be a pink Spanish clown.”
He never heard the end of that one.
Didn’t know Rupaul was gay till I read his website.