That's pretty awesome._tinned_magpie_ said:My parents also played with my head at Christmas. They used to say that Father Christmas could see me through a camera in the smoke alarm, and when the little light was on, he was looking to see if I was being good. I walked around on tenterhooks for weeks.
I used to believe that vegans didn't anything that lived ever, subsisting only on rocks and water. I also thought that mirrors were viewpoints into another world.
Due to a rather culturally isolated catholic upbringing, I naturally assumed there were no other religions in the world, until secondary school enlightened me.