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I used to believe that sticking my finger up my nose made me invisible and I was so angry at this girl who sat behind me because she had super-powers that allowed her to see me.
When I was young a cyst grew on my face. I was told that it was probably because I picked my nose and rubbed it on my face. I had the cyst removed in the 5th grade, but I'm still in therapy now.
My mother once told me that i shouldn't sniff to clear my nose, because the boogers would go into my brain. After that, i was scared to do it, even though i didn't believe her.
My Uncle was missing half of his pinky finger. Whenever one of us kids would ask him what had happened he always responded by saying "I picked my nose and a booger bit it off. I believed him until I was about 8 years old.
My aunt told us that if we picked our nose, we would pull out the spring that held our eyeballs in. I believed it for the longest time.
i used to believe it was okay to have a booger collection. my mom did not agree
when i was young my mom told me there was bugs in my boogers, thats why it was crunchy, i dont remeber if they were crunchy or not but i stopeed!
One day i told my mom that i wouldnt pick my nose until the boogers made it look like i was a walrus
I used to pick my nose a lot when i was young. I would stick it on the walls and blame my older sister. I thought boogers were poop that got lost and were swere sick becuz they were green.
well i was told thats if you picked your nose our brain would fall out not only that but it becomes a brain cactus... really theres a plant that looks like a brain and my dad told me that what happens to peoples brains that fell out
I used to believe that if you picked your nose, your nostrills would become very large. That was why certain people had gigantic nostrills- they never listened to their parents and stopped picking their noses.
When i was little my aunt told me that if i kept picking my nose and eating the boogers a little and hill would grow in my stomach because the boogers were litle ants. I beleived her but i was the kinda kid who liked buge, you figure it out!
When I was little, my Dad would tell me that if you pick your nose and then eat your boogers, then the boogers turn into worms in your stomach.
i used to believe from i was 3 to about 8...my dad used to tell me if i picked my nose too much it my finger would get stuck
Once I was in the car and I picked my nose. It was one of those dry, chewy ones that was blood red. I (of course) ate it, and without realising it, it got stuck between my two front teeth. My sister noticed when I was talking to her and told me boogie was poisonous. I was really scared and washed my mouth out with soap and water. For some reason I didn't even think of being embarressed about walking around all day with snot stuck in my teeth.
When I was younger my father told me
& my sister that boogers where flies that had got caught in your nose to keep us from picking our nose-it worked.
When i was younger I thought my parents knew about my nose picking because they were watching me through a television! My other theory was that they were mind readers when they were actually in the same room when i was doing it!
When i was little i picked my nose, and my sister said that if you picked it you would get a blood clod in your brain. I still picked it, but then once while i was in bed i thought about what i had done to my brain and started crying.
I quite often pick my nose and I always get caght! I had a dream that if I picked my nose anymore , my nose would disappear during the night!!!
When I was little I would only pick my nose (which I knew I shouldn’t be doing) when I was around my brother. It didn’t matter when it was around him because for some reason I thought that he couldn’t see me doing it--like I had some kind of nose-picking-blinding-force-field around me that only affected him.
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