I am amoung one of the illete few of the world that will pop your bloody pussy pimple with no fuss.(I'll wash my hands after,of course!)lol! So,who needs a pimple popped??

I would with gloves on. Got to help people anyway.

A friend or acquaintance this would not be an issue. Some stranger on the other hand, ehh, NO.

No.

I have before....I don't really get grossed out by that stuff.

BEEN THERE...DONE THAT

It isn't a big deal ; so yeah .. I would ... I'd just make sure that I washed my hands really well afterwards ....

hell to the no.. that is so disgusting

No - not even for my closest friend or boyfriend. Yucky! Some people love it!

Yea, Not my favorite thing to do but, my hands have been in worse situations.

It depends on who that 'someone' is and what she looks like

Popping pimples can only lead to infection so insted I'd put toothpaste on it the next day wash it then help remove the dried skin =D

only a relative. it really isnt that important really. pimples can take care of themselves.

Not a random person, but if it was someone close to me I don't think I'd have any problems with it.

As luck would have it, I'm sure it'd rupture in my face.

only if it was a family member... i would think that is a little to "personal" for anyone else.... they might need to see a dermatologist.

Sure, why not? I find pimple-popping oddly satisfying, to be honest.

Depends on the person. If it were my wife, for example, of course! Pretty much any one else, though, would be kinda weird.

I'm ashamed to say I have done something very wrong... very, very wrong. As a teenager I was the cool guy, I did loads of drugs, got into some strange while at parties. So then there I was (high as a kite 24/7) and had got into a long relationship with a random chick at a party. Eventually it became really awkward four months later. One night we got our thing on. (Before I develop into this story, I've always not been judgmental of people) Afterwards she asked me for a favor. Now this favor included her "rear" and a pimple that was bothering her. Now me, not being harsh and a yes-man, had agreed to help her with her problem. She turned over on the bed and this thing was huge and monster-like but I would NOT judge her for it (I was pretty high at that time so maybe my judgement was off because I bet no-one would do such a thing). I pinched my fingers on it and squeezed... AHHHHHHHHHH! A streak of icky flew into my eye and I ran to the bathroom to wash it out and wash my hands. Now, of course I told her it was fine but the thought of it shooting in my eye made me want to get baked, in private, and very baked. She was a nice girl and all but I never-ever want to revisit that experience.