How I Was Horrendously Distressed By Acne Tablets
April 162010
Last week I went dancing my wife’s friend, and when I saw her up close I discovered she had some fairly unspeakable acne scars. Now I know that’s not a very nice or kind thing to say to somebody, but I’ve been extraordinarily petrified of acne ever since I was a kid. There was this one kid at my school, who we later found out escaped from prison, who used to chase everybody around with the most terrible blackhead removal tool you have ever seen. Unsurprisingly, that ended rather speedily when the acne medication wore off, and he had to go back home. This may, however, be a decidedly constructed fairly tale, since when I was a kid, I had to work eighteen hour shifts in the acne tablets industrial unit downtown.