bad habits

I used to believe…

My wife used to tell our kids that if you pick your nose your brains would fall out

I used to believe…

my friends dad told me if i pick my nose i will poke out my eyeball. My parents also had a friend who didn't have any fingernails and he would say, see what happens when you bite your nails. I believed them both.

I used to think my neighbours parents were psycic and could read minds.
everytime I entered their house the mother would be in another room and without having seen me she would say "ah there's [my name] "

later i figured it out. both my parents smoked a pack a day. I reeked

I used to look down upon all the people that I caught picking their nose.
My mom recently had a garage sale and our old dining room chairs were up for sale. the undersides were coated with about 5 years of my boogers.
My mom can't sell those chairs.
I must apologize to everyone that i secretly chastised for picking their nose.

i mean it.

I'm sorry

perhaps now the chairs will sell.

I used to believe…

My Brother used to tell me that when I picked my nose I was actually picking brains, and that I got dumber every time. . .yeah, I beleaved him.

I used to believe…

when I was eight years old, I developed pneumonia and was in hopsital for a week. My mum told me that I'd made myself ill by picking my nose and eating the bogeys. A little bit harsh of her, I think...

I used to believe…

when i was about 8 , my neighbor died. My mum told me that she was going too wash his body and then sprinkle some water on my hand so I oculd stop. Later she returned with a yellowish liqiud and quicly dipped my finger in. From that day on I never sucked my tumb ever agin. Now I know that it was a mix of water and yellow cake coloring.

i used to belive that if i picked my nose my head would cave in

I used to believe…

When I was younger my best friend's dad told me if you picked your nose and ate your boogers, they would turn into worms in your stomach.

I used to believe…

My neighbor's four year old was "playing school" he had all his pretend school supplies. things he thought he'd need during the school day with him.... books, pencils, lunch, cigarettes......

I'll bet he was surprised the first day of school!

I used to believe…

When I was a small child I used to believe that by chewing my fingernails off,that I would one day have no arms at all. My mother had everything to do with that.

I used to believe…

My Granny used to tell my sister that if she bit her fingernails and swallowed them that they would somehow get around her heart and give her a heart attack. My sister stopped biting her nails after that!

I used to believe…

When I was 4, I met a crusty old man who sported half an index finger on one hand. Naturally I asked how he had lost half of that finger. He told me it was from picking his nose, that the boogers had eaten it right off. This sufficiently frightened me for years enough so that I couldn't even deal with my nose in any capacity, believing that it bore toxins similar to those contained in hydrochloric acid.

i sucked my thumb till i was 10 years old. my family always told me that i would get bucked teeth from it. my brothers tried to hand cuff me so that i would stop. my teeth are fine!

I used to believe…

My mother thought "boogers" was a vulgar word, so she always called them "treasures" (as in "digging for treasures"). For years I believed this was the actual scientific name for them - and hence also thought that Captain Kangaroo lived in the Booger House!

I am the youngest of nine, and my older brothers got a great thrill out of telling me that the police were coming to arrest me for sucking my thumb. Any time we heard sirens they would reinforce this notion. I would run and hide in the closet for hours, but I didn't stop sucking my thumb. To this day I still get a little nervous when I hear sirens.