From Long Ago
I went to Catholic school, so unless Sherman and Peabody used the Wayback Machine to meet James Garfield, I wouldn't have gotten the lowdown on our twentieth president the way that Mindy over at Mama Drama did.
I was the youngest and therefore regarded as something which crawled out of my older sibling's butt.
I was the recipient of many useless pieces of misinformation; here are a few I'd like to forget.
˚I learned that if you swallow watermelon seeds, watermelon will sprout in your stomach.
˚You can always trust Shirley Valenza and Mary Torterisie to buy your candy over recess.
˚If you touch so much as a blade of grass on the Indian Mounds, tribal chiefs will rise from their graves and take revenge. They especially hate little blonde girls.
˚If you don't stand perfectly still while the Trigg's bassett hound is wilding about the neighborhood, it will bite you in the ass (that one is true).
˚Rebel, the wilding hound, had rabies, so said my sister who should know (I never questioned why she should know), and I was getting 8,000 shots in my stomach unless I died first, in which case they would still give all the shots to my corpse.
Rocky flickr photo courtesy of JBoone