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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!
I remember a sunday school teacher telling me, after I was caught picking my nose, that if I picked too hard I might pull out a nose hair attached to my brain, causing instant death. Hmm... I was pretty scared until I was in high school science.
Not me my brother. He used to eat his boogers all the time. One day my grandma was fed up with it so she went and got a large Mason jar. She told him that if he wanted to eat his boogers so bad that he should start putting them in the jar and she would spread it on bread and make a snadwich for him...He never ate his boogers again.
I used to think that there was a monster at the very end of my nose. So if I stuck my finger in there to far the monster would bite my finger off.
Needless to say I would barely put at part of my finger in my nose.
When I was little I picked my nose all the time. My sister hated it, so she told me that picking your nose causes "finger cancer." I stopped picking my nose right then and there and believed her until, years later, I told my friend about it. She laughed at me and told my whole fifth grade class what an idiot I was!
When I was a kid, I used to pick and eat my boogers(like im sure must little 3 year olds did). Well, my my mom told me that there were bugs and ants inside boogers, and if I ate them the would make an ant hill in my stomach.
Picking your nose and eating it. Hey! Tastes like chicken and only half the calories
When I was little, I thought boogers bounced. So each night, when nobody could watch me, I would pick every last booger out of my nose. I stuck all the boogers together on my bedside table, trying to create a ball of boogers large enough to use as a bouncy ball. Unfortunately for me at the time, my sister kept throwing my booger balls away before they became a large enough size.
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!
Once my friend to me that if you picked your nose a lot your nostrils would get really big. My teacher was all Italian, therefore had a pretty long nose making her nostrils very narrow. I thought that she must have never picked her nose once.
My grandfather had lost part of a finger in some sort of accident. When I was younger, he told me that a snail lived up in your nose and if you stuck your finger in your nose the snail would bite it. He claimed that he had stuck his finger too far up his nose and that the snail had bit it off!
I used to think bogies were made of dead flies which had flown up my nose.
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.
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.
my brother used to pick his nose and smear it all over the wall. i thought i was way smarter then him because i would pick my nose and wipe it on the side of the bed so no one would know.
My aunt caught me picking my nose one day when I was really young. She told me that late at night, when I was asleep, little spacemen flew their spaceship up peoples noses, got out and went poop. That was what boogers really were. I was so concerned that I stayed up all night that night with my hand covering my nose in an attempt to keep them out of my nose.
when i was little, my mother told me that boogers were actually dead bugs so that i wouldn't pick my nose and possibly consume it.
i believed this, without a second thought until i was about 13 and thought "hey wait a minute".
i was a dumb kid.
when i was eight i would stay at my baby-sitter's house when my parents had to work. and one night i slept over at her house and she thought that i picked my nose and i told her that i didn't but she didn't believe me and she told me that when boogers leave your nose they turn into monsters and that the booger monster comes to get you. I was afraid to blow my nose after that.
my brother (10) still believes that if you stick your finger to far up your nose you can touch your brain
When I was little my older sister would pick her nose and tell me that it was good to do because boogers contained Vitamin C. I still thought it was grose and chose not to get Vitamin C via my boogers. To this day I still joke with her about it.