I guess my mother had a sense of humor, or maybe she was just a cruel woman with nothing better to do but to torture her first born. In any event, she told me when I was a kid that one day, she was picking her nose, and saw something moving in her booger. She decided for some reason to take care of it, and that moving thing turned out to be me. Imagine believing throughout your childhood that you were nothing but a booger child. I don't know why it didn't occur to me to inspect every booger I ever picked, but thank god I never did that!
A childhood belief about reproduction
others believed things like this
- I used to think there were little booger factories in your nose that made boogers.— Melith
- Boogers came from magical booger fairies that mined them over night and put them in your nose in the morning.— Vivian
- i used to believe it was okay to have a booger collection. my mom did not agree— Michelle
- I used to believe that if I ate my boogers a booger tree would grow out of my head!— Kimmy G
- I used to believe that the "booger man" was a tall skinny guy that was covered in boogersAnon
- I used to beleive that if I picked my nose the boogie monster would visit me in the night + torture me— gingalinga