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ok i thought that since i picked my nose when i was little.... i thought there was a little doll in my nose and she would come around and "re-stock" my nose every night with a minni wheelbarrow when i was sleeping and when i sneezed i was afraid she was in there and than she would be lost forever!
When I was little, my mom told me not to pick my nose. A friend told me that the little green things were aliens, and if I didnt pick them out, they would get into my brain and invade. My mom told me that they were nice aleins, and instead of picking them out I should be nice and use a tissue and just blow them out.
one of my friends told me that if i picked my nose then they would turn into worms and eat my insides.
needless to say i stoped
This is my two year old grand daughter's belief.
She was sticking her fingers up her nose one day, so I told her it was not a nice thing to do. She just looked at me for a second then said "There's spiders up there.
When my sister was little my mom told her that there was a mouse that lived in her nose called a booger mouse and that it ate her boogers. She told her that if she picked her nose then the booger mouse wouldn't have anything to eat so he would start eating a hole through her nose. That put an end to the nose picking for awhile.
My husband used to believe that he had two stomachs. One was for food, and the other was for the boogers he ate!
I used to believe that if I picked my nose in front of the TV, the people on TV could see me doing it. So, I went behind the couch where they couldn't see me do my business!
My aunt once told me, upon catching me with my finger in my nose, that if I kept it up, my nostrils would get bigger and bigger from my finger stretching them out. Instead of quitting my bad habit, I would squeeze my nostrils together after picking, hoping that it would work.
After hearing that "On top of spagetti!" song, i always thought that if i picked my nose, and threw the booger on the ground, it would grow a booger tree.
my mom told me if I picked my nose I would get worms. So the next time I picked my nose, I proclaimed loudly "I've got worms!"
My aunt caught me picking my nose one day when I was really young. She told me that late at night, when I was asleep, little spacemen flew their spaceship up peoples noses, got out and went poop. That was what boogers really were. I was so concerned that I stayed up all night that night with my hand covering my nose in an attempt to keep them out of my nose.
I used to think that there was tiny little people that lived in my nose and made my boogers. So if I ran out of boogers, I had to wait for the little people to make more.
I use to believe tha if you picked your nose during Mr. Belvadere Dolph Lungren would bust though the wall and drop you ass first on your head into a vat of poutine.
when i was about 5 or so, my sister told me that when you get a bloodly nose and you tilt your head back, all the blood will go straight to your head and you would die. well maybe a week later... i busted my nose while playin on the monkey bars, so, i went to the nurse and i said to her "am i going to die because of all the blood is going to go to my brain?" the nurse told me of course not. i didnt belive her.
my mom had told me if you pick your nose too much, you will end up touching your brains with your fingers. i never did that again!
I used to think that there was a monster at the very end of my nose. So if I stuck my finger in there to far the monster would bite my finger off.
Needless to say I would barely put at part of my finger in my nose.
When i was little i used to pick my nose and my dad told me that ear wax was boogers before they got to your nose. So, i tried ear wax and it tasted really bad (even compared to boogers) and i thought it was so gross that boogers used to taste like that that i stopped eating my boogers.
I used to belive that if you picked your nose so far in with you pinkie, the nose monster would come and bite off your finger.
Once my friend to me that if you picked your nose a lot your nostrils would get really big. My teacher was all Italian, therefore had a pretty long nose making her nostrils very narrow. I thought that she must have never picked her nose once.
I used to believe that when you flick bogies on the floor they would just dissapear! Well you couldn't see them!
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