A couple of good explosions, the guy knew just how to squeeze that
sack-o-cheese!
it’s true there is something very special about hearing the popping sound when the cheese snaps out of the small hole, it can be heard and felt, and you popologists know just what I mean.
I amsad to say that I have not had the pleasure of growing a beast on my face or back for many years.
I will never forget when I festered a very ripe zit in my ear lobe, that bad boy ended up getting infected and it just throbed from the pressure of the pus.
I ended up sitting on my vanity one night and vowed it would be the end of me or it.
I stuck it deep with a pin and squeezed and nothing, so I stuck the needle in again in a different spot thinking in was like a can of motor oil
from the old days that needed two holes, after the second hole was made I “fore finger” squeezed it with all I had and a jet stream of pus then pus and blood shot out of my nasty ear lobe until the damn mirror was covered, I ZIT you not, you could not see your reflection in that mirror when I finished.
I could have written my first middle and last name on that mirror with what I had in my ear lobe.
after that day it never came back to it’s previous glory ever again, oh it would give up a squiggle of cheese once in awhile but that was it..
I will never forget that :]