Last week I went dancing my wife’s friend, and when I saw her up close I figured she had some pretty terrible acne scars. You are probably thinking why I would say such a horrid thing about somebody, but I’ve been deathly afraid of acne ever since I was a kid. There was one upset kid, who we later discovered was really born from a jackal and switched at birth, used to chase all the girls around with this sparkly blackhead removal tool. Of course, that all came to a horrible end during the earthquake, and the ground opened up and swallowed him whole. This may very well be a vile delusion due to the simple fact that when I was a kid I used to eat acne medicine.