When i was about 3 or 4 i believed there were monsters in my nose, and if i picked my nose, they would eat my finger.

~unknown~

the art of picking the nose was passed on to me by our cleaners daughter ! when my mom saw that i was picking and then eating ...she told me that all the bugger would get stuck in my brain and that i would gradually die!

Naz

my babysitter told me to stop digging for gold. I beleived that I could really find gold and started hiding all my boogers and waiting for them to change to gold.

storm

my big brother told me that if you pick your nose too much, it turns your eyes inside out and you would only be able to see inside your own head

miffo

I used to believe that if you pick your nose while driving or in the car with someone, if the car stops fast your finger will go all the way up your nose and get stuck. then you'll die for damaging your brain.

Asia

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.

maddie

When I was younger my dad told me buggers were actually bugs that flew up your nose. Only recently did I learn this wasn't true.

Tabitha

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...

Anon

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!

Neleh

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..

Aly

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....

Anon

My mum told me that if you picked your nose and flicked it on the floor then it would turn into a monster!

MadMack

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"

Kat

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.

Hansmankey

Boogers came from magical booger fairies that mined them over night and put them in your nose in the morning.

Vivian

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!

Gabrielle Kaczkurkin

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..

A Wild Cowgirl

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

uhhhh amj

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!

Kathy

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.

TiniWini