bad habits: picking my nose

I used to believe…

My mother once told me that i shouldn't sniff to clear my nose, because the boogers would go into my brain. After that, i was scared to do it, even though i didn't believe her.

I used to believe…

My Uncle was missing half of his pinky finger. Whenever one of us kids would ask him what had happened he always responded by saying "I picked my nose and a booger bit it off. I believed him until I was about 8 years old.

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…

When I was little I would only pick my nose (which I knew I shouldn�t be doing) when I was around my brother. It didn�t matter when it was around him because for some reason I thought that he couldn�t see me doing it--like I had some kind of nose-picking-blinding-force-field around me that only affected him.

I used to believe…

well i was told thats if you picked your nose our brain would fall out not only that but it becomes a brain cactus... really theres a plant that looks like a brain and my dad told me that what happens to peoples brains that fell out

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 that if you picked your nose, your nostrills would become very large. That was why certain people had gigantic nostrills- they never listened to their parents and stopped picking their noses.

I used to believe…

When I was little, my Dad would tell me that if you pick your nose and then eat your boogers, then the boogers turn into worms in your stomach.

i used to believe from i was 3 to about 8...my dad used to tell me if i picked my nose too much it my finger would get stuck

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…

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.

I used to believe…

When i was younger I thought my parents knew about my nose picking because they were watching me through a television! My other theory was that they were mind readers when they were actually in the same room when i was doing it!

I used to believe…

When i was little i picked my nose, and my sister said that if you picked it you would get a blood clod in your brain. I still picked it, but then once while i was in bed i thought about what i had done to my brain and started crying.

I quite often pick my nose and I always get caght! I had a dream that if I picked my nose anymore , my nose would disappear during the night!!!

I used to believe…

My mum used to tell me that if I picked my nose, I would poke my brain and I won't be as smart as I should be when I was older :)

I used to believe…

My Grandfather worked in an abitoir for more than 40 years and has 4 fingers and 1 thumb missing from the knuckle to show for it. When I was younger he would tell us that he lost his fingers by picking his nose, one day they had got stuck and just come off!

I never really believed him, after all how could someone with an average sized nose have 4 fingers and a thumb stuck up there! However, it didnt stop me from suggesting to my son who had started sticking his fingers up his nose to ask Grandpoppy how he lost his fingers :P