Okay, I'll tell one.
Once upon a time, there was a boy named Evan, and he enjoyed picking his nose. He dug for gold every day, hoping to claim the largest booger. Evan had extra long fingers, so picking a winner was always easy. One day he decided to pick far . . . very far. He dug until he felt something very squishy, which he plucked from his nostril. After he did he looked at a mirror and noticed something: his left nostril was about one foot larger in diameter. Evan looked at his prize, his own brain! Unfortunately, he had another bad habit to pair with his nose picking. To this day, we don't know if that brain is still in that stomach of his or not.