Erupts
He smiled. It made no difference -- he was still ugly. His face was
a source of pure unadulterated
misery. The basic symmetry was, as the
mirror confirmed, perfect. His slender, almost button nose could be
considered cute, his full lips sexy, and his large puppy dog eyes
taken independently would melt any female's heart. Slowly he pushed
out his chin and selected what appeared to be the largest offender.
Taking his fingers he squeezed, grimacing as another of his little,
pus-filled foes was vanquished by explosion. He smiled passionately.
Only another hundred to go.
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