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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.
My sister always had one finger up her nose as a child. I told her that the 'bogies' were bits of dried brain she was picking out and if she didn't stop she would die. She believed me, but it didn't stop her nose picking habits.
In junior school, kids used to say that 'bogeys' (ie snot or dried mucus) was actually peelings from your brain.i believed this til i started year 7-8
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!
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.
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
My Grandfather worked in an abitoir for more than 40 years and has 4 fingers and 1 thumb missing from the knuckle to show for it. When I was younger he would tell us that he lost his fingers by picking his nose, one day they had got stuck and just come off!
I never really believed him, after all how could someone with an average sized nose have 4 fingers and a thumb stuck up there! However, it didnt stop me from suggesting to my son who had started sticking his fingers up his nose to ask Grandpoppy how he lost his fingers :P
My dad was a coal miner and when he used to catch me picking my nose he would say
"i'll swap you a black'un for a green 'un"
obviously due to his coal encrusted mucus
My dad used to tell me that my nose would turn into a cauliflower if I continued to pick it. I HATED cauliflowers.
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.
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.
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