My sister and I went to get a facial at a dermatologists office and upon my entrance they saw my acne ridden face.

“In order for you to have a facial you need an extraction.”

Because the dermatologist said I needed it, I listened. I lay on the bed for an hour as the dermatologist diligently placed pressure on each individual pustule, causing such extreme pain I asked for a pillow.

Afterward, as a reward we watched Wreck-it-Ralph. The hour of pain was worth it.

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