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A childhood belief about picking my nose

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.

— S.L.H.

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