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i belied for several years that if you picked your nose too much the buggers turned to glue and your finger would get stuck, and need to be cut of.
I used to believe that my bogeys were vitamins and that they were very good for me - so I used to eat them ! I have no idea why I thought that.
My grandmother told me that if you picked your nose and ate the snot then the bogies would turn into little white worms in your tummy (uuugh!). I still believed it even when my Mum said it was a lie - I thought she was just protecting me from the awful truth.
i used to believe that a dirty man would come out of the nose and bite your hand if you picked your nose too many times.The description ofthe man which my parents gave me was very frightful and even now i always think twice before picking my nose!
My mom told me if I kept picking my nose that my nostrils would stretch to the size of dinner plates. My older brother even drew a picture to back it up.
when I was 5-6 I saw a man in a wheelchair...I asked my grandfather why he was in that chair and couldn't walk. He told that's what happens when you pick your nose and eat it.
i used to believe it was okay to have a booger collection. my mom did not agree
if you picked your nose, your eyes would pop out!!!
I used to believe that if you picked your nose deep enough, you would find gold because whenever my dad caught me picking, he would ask, "Ya diggin for gold?" I had a lot of nosebleeds as a child.
I used to believe if you picked your nose it made your willy shrink
Remember the song, "Everybody's doing it, doing it, doing it,
picking their nose and chewing it , chewing it."? I learned the
next line as "Tastes like candy, but it's not . . ." So I thought
boogers were sweet! (I'm proud to say I hadn't eaten any.)
When I was a kid, I had this terrible habit of picking my nose. Well, my Mom told me that if I continued ... my nostrils would become so huge that that someday one of those huge pencil erasers would fit in it. Shortly after that (and believe me, I DID stop picking my nose), we went to visit an elderly uncle whom I hadn't seen in some time. I remember being able to see right up his huge nostrils and said loudly to my Mom, "Ohh, he picked his nose a lot when he was a kid!" My Mom shushed me quickly but there was no wa he didn't hear what I said.
My dad told me of a co-worker that used to pick his nose so much that he had a hole at the top of nose. I never dig too hard!LOL
somehow i came to believe that snot was a finite resource and that
eventually one would run out. and since i realized that boogers
were concentrated snot, i very conscientiously re-cycled my boogers
per oral until my emasculating older sisters reminded me what a fat
head i possessed. after that i became a picker-flicker and nose-
blower, hoping my hat size would be reduced thereby. it worked,
but probably because the salt reduction reduced edema.
When I was really young, I used to pick my nose and then have my lunch with it :) Then my mom told me one day that if I continue to do that, then someday I too would turn into a big booger. So I stopped. Who wants to be all green and slimy?
I used to believe that boogers were little bugs that went up your nose when you were asleep then died and dried up and you had to pick them out in the morning when you woke up.
I can't remember who told me but I thought that if you picked your nose too much it would get bigger and bigger, the skin around it would get floppy, until your nostrils were really big and ugly. So whenever I picked my nose (yes, its true i did) straight afterwards I used to squeeze my nostrils tight so that the inward and outward pressure on my nostrils would be EVEN! And after reading this site, I just realised I still do it.
I never believed in this...but I started telling my kids this: Everytime you pick your nose, it slowly removes the glue that keeps your nose on your face. And eventually if you pick long enough your nose would start getting loose and fall off. Try it....wiggle your nose....see...its already loose..
One of my teachers told me that if I picked my nose and I had really sticky boogers that my figer would get stuck in my nose and they would have to have surgery to take it out and they would also have to take the finger off of my hand.
when I was a young girl a neighbor told my brother and I that if we picked our nose and ate the boogers, they would turn into worms in our stomach.
We were so scared we didn't do it again, and just picked our nose and got rid of the evidence any way we could. Well, our grandma could always tell if we'd been picking our noses, somehow, and would chastise us. We were probably just messy about it, but I was convinced she was psychic.