Don’t forget the hot lava. Many hours of youth wasted both outrunning hot lava and climbing/jumping from stationary object to stationary object to avoid it.
Quick, someone hit him on the head! That always cures amnesia!
For me it was giant clams.
I thought this was a very odd comment - because I was thinking about the movie Wings, which won the first Best Picture Oscar. :smack: That wasn’t a stable group. lots of them didn’t come back.
*Lelaina: I just don’t understand why things just can’t go back to normal at the end of the half hour like on the Brady Bunch or something.
Troy Dyer: Well, because Mr. Brady died of AIDS. Things don’t turn out like that.*
Oh! I remember one! People were always asking people to “go out for a cup of coffee sometime”. I was a literal-minded kid and thought I would never be able to go out with anyone since I wasn’t a coffee drinker. :smack:
But on the rare occasions when they do, the news is **just then **broadcasting the story they are interested in.
Don Draper did, IIRC - but when he had hit bottom.
Interesting message about their audience.
I once worked at a place that gave awards to people who came up with an idea that saved the company more than $100 a month or year; can’t recall right now.
My prize?
A light bulb painted red.
:smack:
Sounds fairly true to life for me.
I thought that all Halloween costumes were extremely elaborate.
The concept of a “best friend” - not just a close friend, but someone who you share literally everything with, and who is forever in sync with you.
I thought that, after car accidents, the vehicles usually burst into flame and would explode if the fire weren’t extinguished right away. I was well into my twenties before I found out otherwise. Everyone laughed.
Also, I thought groups of men often sang For He’s a Jolly Good Fellow. That must’ve been from reruns of MASH or Gilligan’s Island or something.
Depends on your neighborhood. I know all my neighbors and they’ve come to our superbowl parties at times.
Oh, and one threatened to kill me.
If I were falsely accused of a crime, I am legally allowed to kill as many Russians, blow up as many buildings and punch as many cops in the face as necessary in order to clear my name and without getting charged for those subsequent crimes.
I thought that at college there would be a ton of hot chicks undressing and pillow fighting by their dorm windows for all to see.
Fortunately I have never been stuck in a elevator or had the heartbreak of psoriasis.
I thought it was relatively easy to knock someone out with one punch like Captain Kirk. I also thought that getting hit with knockout gas was a pretty common occurrence as happened every episode of the Adam West Batman.
I conservatively estimate that 40% of the stupid things I did between ages 13 and 15 were a direct result of Top Gun. “I’m a rogue who gets things done my way. I have a dark past and I’m running from ghosts. I’m instinctive, stay out of my way”. Uh, no. You’re a 14 year old dork.
Oh no, Stu is dying. I’ve got to do something! I know, I’ll have my wacky co-worker agree to marry him to brighten his last days. We’ll set the wedding day for two months from now, so she doesn’t have to actually do it. What could possibly go wrong?
How about midriff bulge or post-nasal drip?
Why rot gut? If you’re going to go through with it, you should really go through with it. Some nice cognac. Keep it classy.
I always thought that if you didn’t say or do something in a significantly dramatic manner with an air of self-assured drama about you people wouldn’t be interested in what you were doing or saying. Realizing this at the end of 5th grade made me look back on the whole year and cringe… hard. I’d like to blame television for it but I was dumb enough to believe it so it’s just as much my fault.