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My dad lost the top half of his index finger about a year before I was born, and when I was little he told me that he had come loose and fallen off because he picked his nose too much. Then he would grab my finger and twist it and tell me mine was coming loose.
He still tells my little cousins that...
My uncle lost the ends of one of his fingers to diabete's but when I was little I didn't know that.. One day he caught me picking my nose and told me that one of these days the nose-worm was going to come out and eat the end of my finger just like it did to his! I was terrified to pick my nose after that, and I was also terrified of worms.. Go figure!
I used to believe that whenever i picked my nose, i was picking out part of my brain..my brother convinced me i was right..that's what got me to stop when i was a kid...
haha..now i see how bizzarre i am..
when i was little i used to pick my nose and eat my boogers ( i know... gross). One day my mom, aunt, and grandparents, and I went boating. I starting picking my nose and eating my boogers, my aunt caught me and told me that if i kept eating my boogers, worms would grow in my stomach! That definetly got me to stop eating my boogers....
My mum told me that if you picked your nose and flicked it on the floor then it would turn into a monster!
When I was little I used to believe that my boogers were alive, and had a life up inside my nose, so I would pull 1 out, talk to it, and "put it back in it's house for later"
My grandma told me that if I didn't stop, my stomach would get really big, then it would explode. I believed her until I got in the 8th grade and studied the digestive tract.
When I was little my mom told me that if I continued to pick my nose then the finger bird would swoop down(he always knew when you did it..and could come out of air vents) and bite off your fingers and then you'd just have little nubs. And you can't color with nubs.
I was told that picking my nose would cause my nose to either grow enormously big or be misshapen because my fingers would cause stretching in the nostrils..
when i was younger like4 i use to eat my boogers
when i was watching barney then i belived that the tv could see u so i stopped so they couldent or
i covered the tv up with a blanket
Boogers came from magical booger fairies that mined them over night and put them in your nose in the morning.
My grandma told me at a younge age that if I picked my nose and ate my boogers that they would turn into warms in my stomach. Talk about a good way to stop a nasty habit. I even tell this one to my child and my friends children. No booger eaters around here!
when i was about 7 or 8 my sister told me that if you pick your nose and whipe it on someone it would turn into a mole(the bigger the bugger, the bigger the mole) so her and my brothers would whipe their buggers on me just to see me run screaming to the bathroom to wash them off.
when i was little i used to think there was a worm way up your nose and if you picked your nose too far up it would bite your finger off
i used to belive u had to pick ur nose or u couldent breath .. so one day i was doing it on the bus i was about 6 or 7 and my best friend told the bus driver that i wiped it on the seat so he turned the intercom on and said Gabby stop picking your nose!
Many of us kids were told, when we were small, that we each had a snail living deep up our noses, and if we stuck our fingers far enough up there, we'd find out how the nose-snails were different from the regular dirt-snails: They had teeth, and would bite the tips of our fingers off.
when i was a kid i used to believe that the people in the pictures could see me so i never picked my nose, even in the presence of pictures
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 friend's mother told me there was a snail that lives inside of your nose, and if you pick your nose, he will chew off your fingernail, and after that, he would bite your finger off!
I used to think that if i wasnt picking my nose (which was a habit of mine until i became eight) there were little dwarven miners, looking for snot. (what in the world was i thinking?!?!?) I got this belief when my my caught me picking my nose and said "Oi, looking for gold, Stevie?"
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