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one day i found my lil bro pickin his nose so i told him " if u pick your nose long enough u will get though to your brain and will die !! " so he pulled out his finger and said "really" so i told him "yea" and he walked off !
once a girl in my class was picking her nose and my teacher made the whole class sit down and she told us that snot is tiny wee bugs too small for us to see and that when we breath in they get stuck on our nose hairs and they built up and make snot.so that when you're eating snot you're eating bugs.i believed it for years
(the girl who had beeing picking her nose took ages to stop crying)
When I was younger my father told me
& my sister that boogers where flies that had got caught in your nose to keep us from picking our nose-it worked.
When my brother was little my dad caught him picking his nose. Dad goes, don't do that, it's bad for you and you'll die. Brother takes his manky finger, licks it and says 'see. not dead!"
i used to believe that ur snots were little animals! I used to straighten out my hanky and watch and wait to see if anything would move!!
Needless to say nothing ever did!!
my brother used to believe that if he continued picking & eating his boogers.. they would go into his stomach and grow into worms.
When I was little I saw this commercial where it was just the camera on a hospital ceiling for 30 seconds. It then says "Think that was boring? Try it for a lifetime. Don't snort". Meaning cocaine, I guess, but snorting my runny snot back up was a bad habit my mom had tried to cure me of constantly. After that commercial I was afraid it would kill my brain and I always kept a box of tissues by me so I could blow my nose instead.
i used to believe after doing the Egyptians in school at a young age, i thought if you picked your nose your braind would come out with your bogies, so i have never picked my nose since
I used to believe that the nose was a mine where little miners dig something and when I picked my nose, I was giving them a hard day at work... So I didn't picked my nose... ever.
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..
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!
i always thought if you stuck your finger far enough up your nose a snail would bite off your nail or finger so i kept my finger away from my nose....
my mum told me that when i picked my nose i would be removing small bits of my brain and would slowly become a vegetable
I used to think that my boogers were a sentient race of virus beings that had learned to shrivel up in case of enemy attack, which explains why they didnt move when i picked them out. I thought it was very clever so every time i dug one out i would look straight at it with one eye and point at it with my finger and say, "im on to you!" i would then walk to a nearby bathroom and flick it in the toilet. As you probably guessed, I read a lot of science fiction novels back then...
I used to pick my nose a lot when i was young. I would stick it on the walls and blame my older sister. I thought boogers were poop that got lost and were swere sick becuz they were green.
i used to believe that everybodys brain was a planet called boggie land.Every time you pick your nose blood would dribble down (sea)and boggie people would come and eat you up.my sister called me abc girl(annoying,boggie,cat girl)now i am eating the boggies so they die!
One day i picked my nose and a hair came out with this slimy yellow stuff and blood vains my mum told me it was a hairy ogre and if i kept on taking all of the people out of the cave they would eat my brain and then they would go down my throat and come out in my poo and swim around in the toilet
When I was a child I beleived that picking your nose would bring out the 'boogie monster'.. the REAL one. He would appear from your nose, like water from a tap, and give you a lecture about the atrocities of nose picking, and how it disturbed his slumber. After a severe finger-wagging session (and I don't mean in my nose) he would hide back up inside my nose, waiting for the next time he could get up me.
i yused 2 belive that if i ate my boogies poo would come out my bum and i would wet my self!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Once I was in the car and I picked my nose. It was one of those dry, chewy ones that was blood red. I (of course) ate it, and without realising it, it got stuck between my two front teeth. My sister noticed when I was talking to her and told me boogie was poisonous. I was really scared and washed my mouth out with soap and water. For some reason I didn't even think of being embarressed about walking around all day with snot stuck in my teeth.