Behold, the gift that just keeps on giving:
I clicked on the link thinking it would be satisfying.
Instead, ew.
And I was just about to eat dinner.
:mad:
The fact that it was a reaction to drugs for thyroid cancer does kind of squash any potential for pimple-popping glee.
That upset my stomach :eek:
I hate you.
–FCOD
I resisted. I’m so glad I did.
That is so NOT a zit, thats freaking disgusting.
And now…
#2…
Never-Ending Tonsil Stones!
holy shit
Not yet. Still waiting on a post from Lieu.
Well, that sure crushes that whole “intelligent design” thing.
I kept waiting for them to pour hydrogen peroxide on it so it would burn like ‘Christopher Lee’ Dracula in daylight. Maybe next time…
Did you ever notice how tonsil stones just happen to fit in your tonsils? It’s like they were designed to do that! Like bananas. Or steering wheels. Or Coke cans.
I don’t know about you, but my tonsils were not big enough to hold a steering wheel!
You’re clearly just haven’t found the right steering wheel for your tonsils.
If there’s ever a need for a pukey smiley, it’s now. I’m a fan of popthatzit.com and that even disgusted me.
I can’t help re-watching the tonsil stone video. It’s astounding. Maybe I’ve lived a charmed life, but I’ve never heard of this before. Is this some human maintanence procedure that most people engage in? Are there spas where people can go to have a sauna, a massage and to have rocks scraped out of their throats?
Oh man, I only watched a minute or two of the tonsil stones, and actually I’m really glad I did, because I thought I had it bad, and now I know I should be grateful. If I’m not sick, I’ll get a stone or three every few months, and then maybe go for a stretch of several months without any. And my crypts aren’t that deep, and the stones are relatively small. I can’t imagine how that person copes - it must feel like there’s popcorn stuck in their craw 24/7.
For the uninitiated, tonsil stones are the human answer to pearls. For most people, their tonsil crypts aren’t very deep, and the shed skin cells, white blood cells, and bits of food that congregate there are quickly sloughed off and swallowed without the owner having any knowledge of it. But if you’re “lucky,” you have some deep crypts that catch and trap all that crud, until it grows into a wad large enough to be noticeable to the eye, nose (they can smell like sweaty feet), or as a “persistent foreign object sensation.” I pop mine out in the zit-squeezing fashion - one finger putting pressure next to the crypt opening is usually enough. I don’t have a fancy dental implement or anything. Some people use a Waterpik.