In the second legend, a little boy brings a smurf plush doll to the Sunday meeting. In the middle of the talk the doll suddenly springs to life and yells "I can't listen to this shit anymore!" He then hops out of the boy's lap and walks out the exit (presumably one of the ushers opened it for him).
LMAO that is hilarious! Yes, wouldn't want to be like that Smurf would you?
I'd just heard that Smurfs were "demons". In your story, it seems they're not only demons but apostates.
With Mork and Mindy, some crazies asked who Mork was talking to in the dark and alleged that since he is an alien, it must actually be Satan. Of course. Nothing can be fun, everything had to be LITERALLY demonized.
The thing that hit my childhood was Zelda. It is as innocuous as you could get and yet the legend was that the game was haunted and would cause problems in your house. My parents threw our copy away, because they said they heard the music playing at night.
Do you know why they heard the music?
Because my brother snuck out of bed to play it.
Those times were superstitious a.f.