What bullshιt were you told as a kid? Lies from parents etc.

if you fall into a bog hole you'll be falling into the middle of next week

Our parents used to bring on trips to lots of places, but we always found our way back home again

Ninjini wrote: »

We then got told “the bad man” was watching us through the window

That would freak me out completely 😳

eeguy wrote: »

Tooth fairy, santa.

My dad used to tell me we were related to famous people like Frank Sinatra. "There's your uncle on the telly". Poor fool me believed him.

I just had a flashback memory of the auld fella telling me that Fats Domino was from Bunclody.

Irish Guitarist wrote: »

'History' class when I was in primary school consisted of stories about the likes of Cú Chulainn or The Children of Lir. Not bad stories and there's nothing wrong with learning about Irish myths and legends. They have their place in literature but piss off trying to pass them off as history.

I totally forgot about that, and how they just made it blend into the timeline, followed by St. Patrick, then obviously the Vikings came after that and so on...

Ninjini wrote: »

My Nan also told me that rain was God crying and thunder was when God was angry.

bisounours wrote: »

My mom said the thunder was the angels fighting and the rain was tears from the one that lost. I would always look out the window to see if I could see a cherub crying so I could give him/her a hug.

I grew up in the bog so it was just God bringing home the turf.

Eat your carrots you'll get a nice pink arse.

If we were lying they told us they could see our nose stretching.











bisounours ? https://i.gifer.com/I1C.gif

There was that "if you suck your thumb you'll get bucked teeth" line.

The (barely) sub text was that no one would ever like you for it.

Someone I know who definitely wasn't me sucked their thumb for far longer than they should have, and didn't get bucked teeth at all. Just a complex for most of their teenage years.

Not mine but a friend’s:

Sitting around the apartment chatting with the ex and my two old flat mates one night debating whether it’s ever okay to slap kids. Me and one of the lads against, the ex and the other lad for (in certain situations). Really interesting debate. At one stage, the lad who was for it starts going at the lad on my side with scenarios for how he’d deal with certain things without using force. He panics and says, “I’d do what my Dad did to us!”

“What did your Dad do?”

“Well if we didn’t finish our dinner he’d tell us he’d kill the dog!”

I immediately say, “I’m not arguing that for the record...” and we die laughing. Apparently this was true, his Dad would then take the dog out and have the bold kids say goodbye to it, go for a walk and come back. At a family gathering a few months later, the lads asked the dad about it and he laughed and confirmed it all.