I used to believe...

http://www.iusedtobelieve.com/

I used to believe that you could make something REALLY good with a kid's Chemistry Set and also with a Phillips Electronic Kit...

Rhymester

I used to believe adults were to shy to take off their clothes when doing "The Wild Monkey Dance"

And no I didn't and still dont think it makes any sense at all,but I really believed that.😳

When I was small, I used to believe that the kitchen work surface and its associated instruments were of interest as I was too short to see them.

To quote someone here:
"I used to believe I was good at chess until I played people who really were"

sums it up nicely

I used to believe that when I talked to my cat he could understand me, but only if we were looking directly into each other's eyes at the time. Strange.

When I was little I went on a ride at a seaside fair... I sat in a car with a bell and a steering wheel. The car ran on tracks but just as the ride was starting up my parents shouted, "Don't forget to steer!"... and I believed them... I didn't enjoy the next three minutes because I was so worried about keeping the wheels on the track, especially when the car was going round corners and over bridges.

Rhymester (Not quite as gullible now...)

I used to believe that the people on TV could see me when I was watching. I think it scarred me for life, because even now I have to make sure I'm fully dressed and presentable before sitting down to an evening of man vs. beast (OH, the joy of US television...)

i also used to be that way, but not anymore

I used to believe..........now I have a staff to do it for me !

Hmmmm...I "used" to believe...now that is an interesting topic.

But truth is what counts...lies and hypocrisy do not last long on the chessboard (Emmanuel Lasker)

I believe life is too short to spend arguing.

I believe that flowers should be given just because.

I believe that Barney is just a screwed up version of Grimace off the old McDonald's commercials.

I believe Bert and Ernie are gay...they just have seperate beds to fool us.

I believe in opening up Christmas presents on Christmas and NOT Christmas eve.

I believe that love is not about finding the perfect person..it is about finding the imperfect person perfectly.

I believe there really is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

I believe that Auntie Em is screwed up...she could solved the whole problem right at the beginning but she went for the christian woman speech.."If I wasn't a Christian woman I would tell you what you could do"...a GOOD Ghristian woman would have slapped that Satan worshipping bicycle peddler and taken the damn dog back (The Wizard of Oz for all that were completely screwed up by what I was talking about hehehe)

I believe that chess is art.

I also believe that chess is NOT a game.

I believe that an 18 hour bra only lasts 14. ( Also happy that they have NEVER invented a jock strap that "lifts and seperates" like that thing!!)

I believe that you should always compliment your spouse every chance you get...especially on the minute things.

I believe cats are better than dogs ( and squirrles for that matter..hehehe..1 for you Mark)

most of all

I believe in me.

I could keep going and whip out a ton but I will stop here for now..maybe a part two if you all liked this one 😀

Dave

The last one was the best, but that one about Auntie Em was pretty good, too! Kirk

Originally posted by kirksey957
The last one was the best, but that one about Auntie Em was pretty good, too! Kirk

Originally posted by Schliemann
Hmmmm...I "used" to believe...now that is an interesting topic.

But truth is what counts...lies and hypocrisy do not last long on the chessboard (Emmanuel Lasker)

I believe life is too short to spend arguing.

I believe that flowers should be given just because.

I believe that Barney is just a screwed up version of Grimace off the old McDonal ...[text shortened]... ut a ton but I will stop here for now..maybe a part two if you all liked this one 😀

Dave

Originally posted by misslead
[b]I don't know who Bert and Ernie are,but so what?

Originally posted by bbarr
I used to believe that when I talked to my cat he could understand me, but only if we were looking directly into each other's eyes at the time. Strange.