bad habits: picking my nose

I used to believe…

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

I used to believe…

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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I used to believe…

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.

I used to believe that for some strange reason, snot was part of your brain that used to be a memory or piece of knowledge that I forgot so it shriveled up and moved out my nose. I was terrified I kept forgetting so many things!

i used to think boogers were chewing gum. Gross, i know!

i used to believe that when you pick your nose and eat your boogers you would grow worms in your stomachs and they would eat everything in your stomach and you would shrivel up and die!

I used to think if you picked your nose too much you'd one day dig your way into your brain! did that put me off!!!

I used to believe…

When I was about 5-years old, i was a constant nose-picker. My mom would often ask me at that age, "Are you looking for a cadillac? if you keep picking, you may!" Being the five-year old I was, I kept picking day after day until I got bloody noses.
I also watched a "Ren and Stimpy" cartoon where they destroyed the Lincoln Memorial because they thought his noggin was filled with gold. I then believe that everybody had gold in their brain, so I tried to pick my nose to find it.
All I got for my trouble were bloody noses and big nostrils. (sarcastically) Thanks a lot society!!!

i ased to belive if you picked your nose too much it would turn into a carrot

i used to think there were little umpa lompa men (out of charlie and the chocalte factory) up my nose and they made boggies they slept all day and worked all day and thats why i always had boggies first thing in the morning.

I used to believe…

my mum use to say if i picked my nose potatoes would grow of it

I USED TO BELIEVE THAT IF YOU SNIFFED AND SWALLOWED SNOT, OR PICKED YOUR NOSE AND ATE IT, IT ALL WENT INTO A WEE BAG IN YOUR STOMACH, AND WHEN THE BAG WAS FULL,- YOU DIED

I used to believe…

My dad used to tell me that my nose would turn into a cauliflower if I continued to pick it. I HATED cauliflowers.

I used to believe…

My mum used to tell me that if you ate your bogeys they would form a big ball of them in your stomach and the doctor would have to give you surgery to remove it.

I was always tolded that there was a little man in your nose that would bite your finger off if you picked your nose. In kindergarten, all my little friends would pick their noses and I would freak out!!!!