Zits don't bother me.
No, in fact, they rather fascinate me. If it wasn't for the way they look, I might just pray for more zits.
I mean, the way they swell up, just like a cat about to pounce. Like a fountain right before it sprays up like an explosion. Or like (for my music friends) a C Major scale that starts at C, moves all the way up the keyboard, but stops at B with a fermata over it. The C is begging, pleading to be played, just like a big, fat zit is sitting there, waiting to emerge like a baby from its mother's womb.
It's almost as painful, anyway.
I like to see them pop. I do. Even when it hurts.
And I don't mind popping other people's zits...if they would only let me. (Family only!!! Don't call me.)
But THIS ONE...
Ok, no. This is just wrong. I watched this video that a friend on Facebook posted and I almost had to run to the bathroom. I can't post it because it was full of bad language and, well, call me what you'd like but I can't post something that uses God's name as a swear word. No, I stand in awe of Him and His name is so powerful that I refuse to use it so carelessly. That and it had the F bomb and potty language. Kid-friendly site here.
Anyway, this video was 4 1/2 minutes of popping a zit. Yes, it took that long!!! And the zit doesn't open up at 2 minutes into the video or anything. No, it's like...at 15 seconds into the video. The blood involved was about as much as a bad bloody nose. The zit had quite a squirt to it. I kid you not, sometimes it looked like brains coming out!!!
I think some alien squirrels that eat brains attacked this guy in his sleep, ate a portion of his brain and saved the rest for later by storing the rest of his brain under the skin of his back. It is THAT bad!!!
A girl in the background said that it was the worst smell ever. SMELL?!? I didn't know that zits smell!
My fascination with zits might actually be over.
On second thought, maybe I'm only getting started...