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My husband used to believe that he had two stomachs. One was for food, and the other was for the boogers he ate!
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I used to believe…
My husband used to believe that he had two stomachs. One was for food, and the other was for the boogers he ate!
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Teachers used to say 'If you pick your nose your head will cave in'!!!
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When i was 3 years od my mom told me that if i sucked my thumb it would fall off totaly!!!!LOL
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A friend of mine used to believe that smoke stacks were there so that smokers could crawl up them to smoke. She figured they were all standing on the shoulders of the person below them.
i used to suck my index finger and was told it would fall off deform my face etc.etc.parents tried all sorts of bribery torture and at the grand old age of 4 i gave up this disgusting habit! i am now 35 and frequently suck my THUMB when i am tired unwell or upset
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I always thought that smoking was something you got to do when you became an adult. All adults smoked it was required!
I have bit my nails ever since I was 6. A year after I started, my Grandpa told me that if I kept biting my nails, then they would form inside my stomach and tear it. I stopped for a year or so, but then I started again and I still do. It's not true, but I wish I beleived him though.
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!
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When I was young, my teacher once told me that if I bit my nails and swallowed the bits I'd bitten off that they would go into my liver and cut it to shreds. I believed this for quite a few years!
I used to believe that if you bit your fingernails and swallowed them that they would poke holes in your stomach and you would die. Thanks for this belief to those Catholic school nuns!
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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.
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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.
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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!"
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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.
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When I was about 4 years old, I used to chew my nails occasionaly, and as another bad habit, I used to sometimes swallow gum. My Grandmother told me that I was going to end up with a big ball of gum and fingernails in my stomach
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.
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When I was a young child, my parents constantly talked to me about drugs and how bad they were, and how they were illegal, and lumped cigarettes into that category. One day I was riding the bus to school when I saw a police officer sitting in his car, smoking a cigarette, and I wondered who was going to arrest him!
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my mother told me once that the bottle she was dipping my fingers into was embalming fluid used on dead people and if I bit again I would shrivel up and die that was when I was 6 stopped me for a week though and I'm still here.
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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.