Why are so many people fascinated by disgusting body secretions? When I was a teenager, puberty was not the most kind to me, forcing me to make zit-squeezing a hobby of mine.  While I didn’t enjoy having breakouts on my face, I got a strange pleasure out of popping pimples, especially if they shot out onto the bathroom mirror (something that irritated my mother to no end).  I’m not going to contest that it was a disgusting enterprise, and to … Continue reading →