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my great uncle had nubs on some of his fingers from a chopping block accident. whenever he saw me biting my fingernails he would tell me that his fingers were the way they were from biting his nails... it was a good try, but it didn't stop me.
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my grandmother used to tell me that biting my nails would cause whole hands to grow in my stomach. I guess they'd have to fight for room with the watermelons growing there from swallowing seeds and all the gum I swallowed!
i used to believe that bogeys were dead flys that got blown up your nose mixed with old bits of brains
I WAS ONLY 8!
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when I was small I saw these little heaps sigarette buds in the street. I always thougth there had been standing a bunch of people smoking together in a circle or something.
later i found out that cardrivers empty their ashtrays on the street....
I was told if I bit my nails, I would get worms.not just ordinary worms, but big buggers, like the ones found in the garden. Needless to say I stopped biting my nails, and grew them long, when I was in my early teens, it was then that my Father, said for God sake cut those nails, they are far too long, and look disgusting!!!!!!!!!! who wins????
Anne
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When my brother and I were little, my Uncle quite smoking and told us that he did it cold turkey. My brother asked me later why cold turkey helped him quit and wondered how much he had to eat!
I used to believe that if you bit your fingernails and swallowed them, a hand would grow in your stomach.
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My Dad told me that bogies were actually your brain. This was meant to stop me picking my nose and eating it. It worked!
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my brother stopped me sucking my thumb by telling me the scissor man would come and cut it off
he was evil
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When my daughter was 4 she saw a men smoking while shoping with her mum. She was very confused because I (her father) was a non smoker and her mother smoked, so she believed that only women are smoking.
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When I was around 9 years old I used to believe that if you were under 16 which meant you couldnt smoke, the cigerette would know, and if you were under-age would explode. I thought this is what killed so many people. No-one mentioned cancer to me.
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all people who smoke roll up cigarettes have been to prison
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when i was 3 i thought u would find a plate of dinner up your nose because my dad used to say to me DO YOU WANT A FORK!!!
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My Mum tried everything to stop my thumb sucking. One tactic was the "it'll get smaller". So I kept checking my thumbs and the one I suck was (and still is) longer than the other. That idea proved wrong she tried to have me believe I would get buck teeth. The older I got the more my teeth stuck out and it looked like she was right. Then At 12 years old I was at the othadontists to have a brace fitted (to correct my buck teeth). My mother grabbed the opportunity and said "Her teeth stick out because she sucks her thumb don't they?" "No!" was the reply, "It's because her jaw is too small!"
Ha!
I am now 29 and occaisionally still suck my thumb.
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everyone used to tell my sister that if she sucked on her thumb her teeth would end up so crooked that braces couldnt fix them- she hasnt put her thumb in her mouth since
I used to beleive that if I picked my nose the boogie monster would visit me in the night + torture me
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My uncle had lost part of a finger, when he saw me picking my nose when I was little he said thats how he lost his finger,never picked my nose again in case I lost mine
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My mum once told me that if I sucked my thumb it would shrink, so when I saw this girl at school (who always sucked her thumb) she burst into tears.
Niether of us sucked our thumbs ever again!
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My dad was at a ballpark and he had a little girl sitting beside him (not me). The little girl was sucking her thumb and asked where his thumb was (he had recently chopped it off with a saw). My dad replied, "I sucked it off." The litle girl immediatly took her thumb out of her mouth. Her father was sitting behind her, and said, "Thank you!" Later that month my father ran into the man at the grocery store. He said that his daughter hadn't sucked her thumb since.
I used to believe…
My boyfriend has told me that when he was little he believed his father when he told him that if he picked his nose and ate the snot, they would rot his teeth.
