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When I was little my mum told me that if i picked my nose i'd get worms.
But I quite liked this idea as i visualised lots of happy little cartoon worms in my stomach having a party and each time i ate a bogey it would make the party more fun.
My aunty used to tell me that if I kept picking my nose, I'd eventually go deep enough to release the hook that held my eyes in their sockets.
My dad is missing a finger from a carpentry accident. When we were little he would tell us that when he was little he was picking his now and a little man who lives in there bit off his finger. Needless to say, we never picked our noses again.
Whenever I picked my nose, my mom would say "Are you diggin' for gold?" I'm still looking for it.
I used to spend a heck of a lot of time wondering whether it was just in my country or all over the world that people get "boogers" in their noses.
My middle sister used to pick her nose and eat her boogers. So now that my two older sisters have kids (all girls), that if they eat their boogers there boobs won't grow like their mom/aunt.
I used to believe that if I picked my nose too much my brains would come out. I think my Mom probably told me that to stop me from picking. I was probably kindergarden age and I had a nightmare one night that woke me up. It felt so real that I had believed it was real. In the dream I was of course digging for gold, and pulled out a booger that was about the size of a grapefruit, and had the consistancy of Jello and was the most weird grey/green color. I thought for a few days there I was going to die cause how long can a kid live without a brain?
my mom has always told me that picking your nose makes big rings grow around your eyes and the only way to remove them is laser surgery. (which i believe is what happened to her!!) -& i've never picked boogers ever since.
I was afraid of picking my nose, because I believed (and vaguely recall being told) that snot was fly poop. Because, (of course!) when flies shat in the air or in our vicinity, it somehow got ingested through our nostrils. :S
When i was about 5, my mum used to tell me:
a. picking your nose made your eyes fall out
b. sitting on the pavement gave you piles
c. putting anything metal in your mouth gave you "kankers" whatever that was!!!
I think I never got kankers though one cant be sure...
as a child i used to pick my nose, one day i was in pre-school (kindergarten to the americans) when i pulled out an extra large booger.... i screamed because i thought it was my brain so i tried my hardest to shove it back up into my nose!
I used to pick my nose and eat it on a daily basis as a kid. I don't know what I saw or heard, but when I was about four years old, I started believing that if you picked your nose for a certain amount of time, your nose would grow three feet overnight, and the problem with that was... you didn't know when it was going to happen! Needless to say, I not only stopped picking my nose, but I'd wake up frequently during the night to see if my nose had grown any longer.
When I was a young child, I was a fervent nose-picker. One time, in the middle of a prolonged car trip, I'd come down with a slight cold, and had been picking more than usual in a vain attempt to unplug whichever nostril was plugged at the time. Apparently I'd done some damage to the internal nasal tissues, because in the middle of a rather fevered picking session, I came up with a particularly juicy red scab with some nose hair attached. Not realizing the wonderful treasure I'd just dug up, I asked my mother what it what it was, the bloody thing perched happily on my index finger. My father, probably unaware of my treasure, immediately responded, "It's your cold." Before my mother could clarify, my sister started screaming how gross nose-picking was, and I flicked the thing outside the car window. For several years thereafter, I assumed that whenever I had a cold, all I had to do was dig until I pulled out a fat red booger, and my cold would immediately start getting better.
I have no idea how I came to believe this, but as a child I thought that there was a triangular shaped booger inside your nose and when you accidently picked it, that's what caused nose-bleeds. Gross.
as mom caught us with my brother picking our nose she asked us funnily if we have a licence to mine....we really started to think where to get that licece from....
I was once told that if I picked my nose it would grow and spread all around my head - I believed it for years!
when i was about 6 my auntie told me that if you pick your nose a big tree would grow out of your bellybuton, this amused my brother and one day he thought that it would be a goood idea to super glue a flower in his belly button to try and scare me the best bit about it that he was lefft with a bit of the stem and supergglue in his belly button
When I was little I used to believe that my boogers were alive, and had a life up inside my nose, so I would pull 1 out, talk to it, and "put it back in it's house for later"
well when i was about 5 years old my mom caught me picking my nose and said to stop digging for gold. so , naturally, i thought there was gold in my nose. so one day soon after in school i told my friends there was gold in my nose... they didnt belive me so i said watch and started to pick my nose i got caught by my teacher and she said that if i stuck my finger up my nose a snail named chompey would bite my finger off.... i never picked my nose again.
i used to believe that eating your bogeys gave you worms