When I was little, I would pick my nose and throw the boogers on the floor (I never ate them). Then I would have nightmares of shuffling through thick piles of boogers throughout the house like autumn leaves! I never could figure out why they're made, and I still pick them, but I usually throw them in the trash can.
A childhood belief about picking my nose
others believed things like this
- One day i told my mom that i wouldnt pick my nose until the boogers made it look like i was a walrus— Lotta Thang
- I used to think there were little booger factories in your nose that made boogers.— Melith
- My brother used to believe that dried out boogers were actually "paving" the inside of your nose. — sm
- Boogers came from magical booger fairies that mined them over night and put them in your nose in the morning.— Vivian
- I thought the Boogie Man was made of boogers-all green and slimy.— Boo
- if you pick your nose, there will be a tune from itAnon