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So I had a weirdly high incident of thinking Star Wars was real when I was a kid, considering I didn't see Star Wars till I was like 12*
When I was bitty, I didn't really know to draw the line between reality and fiction, so i though the girl in the Ewok Adventures movies was actually me:

We actually looked more alike, buuut that's the best I could do on the fly.
And, I was also taught that at Disneyland, if there was an airplane overhead, it was a leaving Star Tours.
Because my parents were jerks who wanted to convince their child that she could reach alien planets and chill with ewoks.
*Star Wars=Jabba the Hutt in my mind. I was sorta terrified of it.
When I was bitty, I didn't really know to draw the line between reality and fiction, so i though the girl in the Ewok Adventures movies was actually me:

We actually looked more alike, buuut that's the best I could do on the fly.
And, I was also taught that at Disneyland, if there was an airplane overhead, it was a leaving Star Tours.
Because my parents were jerks who wanted to convince their child that she could reach alien planets and chill with ewoks.
*Star Wars=Jabba the Hutt in my mind. I was sorta terrified of it.
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Parents messing with your mind...
When our kids were really young and were rambunctious, we would make scratching noises on the side of the car door while we were driving, and we'd warn the kids in hushed tones that it was the "Angry Monkeys" trying to get in the car. It later became an inside joke, but for some bizzare reason in child-world the whole concept of angry monkeys worked. Must have been their exposure to the winged monkeys in the Wizard of Oz.
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Star Tours. I loved that so much when I was there.
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