Saturday, November 20, 2004
Zits, The Original Birth Control?
"There can’t be a teenager in the land who hasn’t glared into the mirror one evening and groaned. “Why tonight? Why a mega red and yellow spot on my hottest date ever? It’s like there’s a cosmic plot against me.” Well, according to a radical new theory, that may be exactly what is happening. That jeering pustule may be a big red stop light specifically designed to say: “You are not ready for nookie.”."
“No sex please, we are zittish"
Via tritical - the wheat/rye guy
