The Claw of Terror...

PINCH! "Yeow!", I exclaim, as The Claw of Terror descends on my hapless face once again...The claw that belongs to none other than my dear mother, who saw it fit to remove tiny insignificant wormlike blackheads from my face, gasping ever so often while blurting things like "Oh, that's a big blackhead!" or "Will you look at this!". I know it's all for my own good, but while I appreciate her concern, I like keeping my face to myself. I actually don't have any major blackheads, but the careful eye and dexterous hand of my mother takes away what little I have left.



I would suppose this would explain why I posted this in the first place, I must have a VERY swollen ego to give you a pointless description about a blackhead removing procedure, but I haven't edited other posts, and I just had to post something tonight. So just...Sue me.