Originally posted by: CptObvious
I was a sucker for advertising. I remember a Pops cereal commercial where some kids flick the 'o' on the front of the cereal box and the cereal explodes out of the box. My sister and I spent maybe half an hour taking turns flicking the box until our mom stopped us. Also I remember a Stride Rite shoe commercial where they showed different shoe styles, and each one had a special power (e.g. jump super high, walk on walls). I tried to convince my mom to buy me a pair of the wall-walking shoes, but she wouldn't.
I was convinced that ZIPS made you run faster and jump higher. Let's just say that opened my eyes to the whole concept of false advertising. After spending time convincing our parents that we needed them (my cousin and I) and they eventually got them for us, and sent us outside to play, and no matter how we made the Z's with our feet nothing happened.
Also, before that, I used to think that you could make bombs by putting leaves and dirt (and other natural stuff) in glass bottles and throwing them. It never did work. Lucky for me.
On the positive side, I did discover naked women pics in my search for bomb-making materials. I stumbled across a spot where older kids used to hang out, and there was some nudie-mag-scraps left behind.
Ah, to be a kid again.
My favorite torture story is from Deep Thoughts by Jack Handy... about how he promised his nephew he would take him to disney land, so he drove him around and around and eventually to an old burned down warehouse. And told him, "Oh No, Disney Land burned down". Heh!