I thought window shopping was the act of purchasing windows.

I was lead to believe thunder was the act of angels bowling.

I thought bowling was the act of having a cereal bowl placed on your head and having your brothers hit it with a spoon.

I thought angels were siblings.

I thought Ace Ventura was a pet detective – had no idea who “Jim Carrey” was.

I thought that having “skeletons in your closet” was some sort of horrifying nightmare that came to life.

I thought clouds were eatable – just had to wait ‘til I was taller to try one.

DeMoor