What was your most satisfying body lesion to pop?

In My Humble Opinion
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I have two:

The first day a started college, this huge thing developed on the side of my mouth. People said it that it was a fever blister but I knew better. After being humiliated for a day or so, I went into the men’s room. I pushed and prodded it. Blood started pouring from the corner of my lip. I kept going from every angle at least another hundred times until BAM. The entire mirror was covered in pimple gunk and I was pain free. The thing healed a day later.

Last summer, my wife wanted to go to the beach. I put on the sandals in the car and itched so bad that I looked down and there was a blister about the size of a marble between my big toe and the next one. I presume it was due to a due to a spider bite. When we got to the beach, I ran out to find something to puncture it with. I found a rock that was not unlike something the Native Americans used. I sawed back and forth with the rock until the thing ruptured. I swear, close to a teaspoon of liquid drained out. I went swimming that day and it only hurt mildly. The next day I was cured.

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Oh yeah, man, once my water broke … it was all good. :stuck_out_tongue:

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As a teen, I sprouted a pretty bad case of acne on my shoulders. Not my shouldertips, but more along the trapeziusal region. At times, it was bad enough that I could feel a pulling sensation when I stretched or rolled my shoulders. Annoying, but survivable.

These things were like whack-a-moles. They’d pop up, and I’d see what I could squeeze out of 'em. The doc said not to mess with them, but c’mon.

Anyway, I had a big one at one point, like marble-big. It wasn’t like a blister, like a fluid-filled dome with a thin covering of skin on it. It was kind of geyser-shaped, appropriately enough. A nickel-sized circle of irritated, raised skin with kind of a little nubbin in the center.

So I went in the bathroom and started squeezing. It was big enough that I could use two fingers, rather than poking opposing fingernails into it. Squeezing, squeezing… and ‘phup!’ I swear I heard a little pop. It was almost orgasmic in a way. I kept squeezing, and a thin little white line of something came corkscrewing out, like a tiny piggy backing out of my shoulder. Must have been a good 6 inches long, all told.

Much relieved, I cleaned things up, put a band-aid over my new shoulder pit, and vacated.

That’s my best body lesion-popping story. Oddly enough, I wrote this little story a week after it happened, for an English class. I got a B- :stuck_out_tongue:

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I was wondering when the next pimple thread would, um, raise it’s ugly head.

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Now that, my friend, is beautiful.

I have a pore on the inside of my left thigh that gets pissy every couple years. I usually don’t even notice that it needs attention until it’s infected and quite large. At that point, I get my home surgery kit (nothing more than cotton balls, a needle and alcohol) out at go to work. The process of purging the evil is a painful one, and in the end the little bugger produces copious amounts of pus, blood and something that looks like a grain of rice, only bigger. Very satisfying. I almost wish I had a good gusher now.

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I’ve had this “nub” on the top outer part of my ear. It felt like a small, flat wart, but somehow I felt like something was in there and it wanted to come out. Every once in a while, for years now, I’d poke at it and see if I could get whatever it was in it to come out. But no go. So I figured that it was there to stay.

Except one time I poked at it with my fingernail, in a specific way, and all of a sudden the “stuff” inside sort of slid out. It looked like a flattened ball of old blackhead gunk. Really old blackhead gunk. But it’s goooonnne and it ain’t coming back! No more annoying nub on my ear!

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I have a large pore just under one of my areolas that fills up every now and then with what I assume to be dead skin, sweat, etc - the usual body slough. If I squeeze it at just the right angle, a small, white waxy blob of ook comes out. Then the pore is empty again for another couple weeks or so.

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For your reading enjoyment… “Favorite Pimple Stories”

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Mine’s here.

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Sometimes after shaving, I’ll notice these wierd little blackheads on the area of my skin where my upper lip and skin meet. Since I get all kinds of skin irritation using a razor anyway (no matter how gentle I am, using copious amounts of lather, etc) So I gave it a squeeze to try to eject the ugly little black speck on my upper lip. A nearly solid chunk of pus popped out, the size of a grain of rice :eek: . It was kind fo disconcerting that there was all this pus jammed inside my upper lip all this time without feeling it/being aware of it.

Another great story is these wierd blood-blisters I get on the inside of my cheek. I don’t know why, but every now and then I’ll get what kind of feels like a cold sore on the inside of my cheek, but when I look in the mirrior, there is a pea-sized transparent sac with blood in it. The first time I noticed this was when I was driving with my friend in the passenger seat. I noticed it in my mouth in the rear-view mirror. Stupidly, I decided to try to pop it while driving :rolleyes: with my friend getting increasingly tense about the whole thing. In the middle of fumbling around in my mouth wtih my right hand, it pops, sending sending an alarmingly large spray of blood out of my mouth and all over my hand, the rear view mirror, and the inside of the windshield. It was as if you filled an spray mister with blood and gave it a good squirt. This freaked the hell out of my friend, and he was spazzing out in the passenger seat. :stuck_out_tongue:

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I get lost in squeezing my nose pores. But these are not my favorite. My favorite is any good blackhead anywhere it may appear.

And I’ll be the first to step up and admit that my wife and I “groom” each other’s backs. Please tell me we’re not freaks…

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Thrombosed hemorrhoids. Popping those clots out gives the patient such exquisite relief almost immediately that they’re willing to give you the keys to their car. Quite gratifying to be able to make such a quick difference in someone’s life!

Oh, you mean to pop on your own body yourself???

That’s just gross! :frowning:

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Ahem…uh, hey, Doc? I don’t quite know how to tell you this, but popping someone else’s thrombosed hemoroids sounds pretty damn gross to me.

:smiley:

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Once I had this freckle on the side of my nose…or at least, I thought it was a freckle. It was there for years, no exaggeration, and one day I gave it a squeeze. A thread of pus came out seemingly forever. It must have been six inches long all told-- it took several minutes of squeezing to get it all out. I was so freaked out by it, but who could I tell that would appreciate it? At last, I’ve found my audience! :smiley:

What is up with those solid capsules that come out of the really big zits? Is it some super-dense plug of pus that blocks the pore? With cystic acne, the pimple won’t heal until that thing comes out. This can take months. Sigh.

Recently, my cat Harley has been having acne on his chin. He has white fur there, so I can see them clearly-- they are black heads and those solid capsules come out. He has one right in the middle of his lower jaw that I’ve popped every day this week. Gross. I took him to the vet and got kitty zit cream, but he’s still a pizza chin. I’ll have to call the vet again…

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At a reimbursement rate of of up to $500 a pop? :smiley:

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Definitely, my favorite pop of all time has to be my tonsils.

I should have had them removed when I was a kid, but it was just at that time when doctors decided they shouldn’t be removing every single tonsil they saw and instead decided not to remove any tonsils at all.

Anyways, I had a slightly sore, scratchy, swollen throat. I was very gingerly scratching at the sides way in the back, trying not to trigger my gag reflex, but at the same time get a little relief. As I was scratching, I felt a tiny little hard nubbin. I picked at it, and it popped right out. It looked like a small whitehead seed. It occurred to me as I was looking at it that, if there was a pimple similarity to it, maybe I could squeeze it and something would come out.

So, I did. It was kind of tough getting the right pressure and direction, but all of a sudden, I felt a silent pop, and this chunk fell onto the back of my tongue. I managed not to swallow it, but instead retrieved it. It was about the size of a pea, smooth, cream colored, and smelled so bad, it made me gag. I immediately went back in and got a whole lot more smaller, nasty smelling chunks.

It would seem that my tonsils had pits in them that collected food particles. The food particles would then begin to rot (the smell) and my tonsils would wrap them in pus that dried up. I was making my very own pearls!

In the end, it was the perfect excuse to get my tonsils out - which I am very glad for. While I was healing out, my mother, the RN, demanded twice daily viewings of the horror that was the back of my throat - all red, inflamed tissue, topped with white dying tissue and bits of black scab. She was quite impressed.

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Damn! No wonder they wanted to give you their cars. Very many pops and it’d pay for itself.

But I do see your point…somewhat…

:smiley:

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You are so not freaks. Hubby and I will “groom” each other so intently that we look like a couple of monkeys. :smiley:

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Okay, I’ve finally decided to tell my story. It’s kind of gross and TMI and long.

So one day, I pierced my ear cartilage, no problem. Well I had the earring in for a year or two, and it never healed! It was starting to get the keloid bump that can occur with cartilage piercings, so I decided to take out the earring.

About a year later, it was in the spring I remember, my ear cartilage started hurting. I thoght maybe I slept on it wrong, but no, this was worse.

Then my ear cartilige hole/scar/keloid started swelling up, only it was in the front of my hear. It was madness! It just kept getting bigger and bigger. I was thinking, “damn, this hurts!”

It got to the point that walking hurt. The mere feeling of air rushing past my ear caused pain. So, after this little bump grew bigger, I decided to study it in the mirror. And I though “there has GOT to be something in there.”

So I gave it a squeeze…nothing game out, plus, it really hurt.

Gave it another squeeze…nothing.

Sqeezed really hard again…POP…my cartilage let loose and blew pus and blood all over the mirror.

So I grabbed a tissue and kept squeezing, and blood and pus kept pouring out. I used a few tissues to catch all of that stuff. I had no idea my ear could hold all of that!

About a year later, again in the spring, the same thing happened. This time, no amount of squeezing would get my ear to pop. So I put some antibiotic ointment on it, and hoped it would heal.

After a while, my ear got kinda soft from the ointment, and I squeezed, and a bunch of pus poured out again.

I told my mom about it, and she thought I should see a doctor. So I went to the doctor and he numbed my ear, and cut it open, and sorta poked around in there for a while. He told me it was a “sterile” infection (that probably explains why it never smelled icky or anything). Then he put a band-aid or something on my ear and sent me home.

It hasn’t happened since…Some days I wish I didn’t go to the doctor, just so I could do that again. But, I suppose it’s for the best.

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The most satisfying one on my own body was a clogged milk duct. I had two that were good. The first started as a bruised feeling deep in my breast. I do mean deep, I wear a 48 K nursing bra. I massaged my breast before and after nursing and no relief. It got worse over the next couple of days. I looked for blebs, nothing. I expressed milk to try to see if there were any ducts that were not firing, and finally while I was hand expressing, I felt two little pops. Out came an arching shot of milk. All on its own, it continued to spray for over a minute. Then, I had to give it a little squeeze to hold the duct open and more poured out for another minute or so. All the while the bruised feeling was easing. It was so incredibly relieving. I had a small white fleck on one of my nipples a few weeks later. I lightly scratched that out and another stream. That fleck was like a small white stone; it seemed rocky. That did not shoot as long as the other, but it was quite surprising.