When I was in high school (1969-72) in SE Texas, we did not have air conditioning until my senior year of high school. It was hot and humid almost all year long. Girls also still had to wear dresses to school -- we were not allowed to wear pants until my senior year! We only had fans in the classrooms that barely gave us any relief from the heat. The gym coaches had no sympathy for us and insisted that we run track even on the hottest days. Gym only added to the sweat and grime on my body. The locker room for gym was unairconditioned and had no fans. It smelled horrible and was filthy. With only a few minutes to change before the next class I never had time to ever consider a quick shower.
Anyway, the heat and humidity guaranteed that I sweated a lot. I also had very oily skin. I had pimples all the time. Especially along my hairline, back, arms, and chest. Basically, I got pimples anywhere I sweated -- which was everywhere. I once ever got a huge zit on my butt!
The first thing I did when I got home from school everyday was to shower and change clothes. My school clothes would literally be drenched in sweat.
On this one hot day, I looked at my back and I had a lovely zit with a gorgeous head on it. I made sure that my bathroom door was locked so I would not be disturbed. The bathroom had excellent lighting & the bath had long vanity that I could sit close to the mirror to make my zit searches easy.
I squeezed the zit and a nice amount of pus came out. It was not the watery pus that I often see on this website. It was also not as thick as the old sebaceous cysts. It was white and solid. I did not measure it but it was the amount of an eraser at the end of a pencil.
I proceeded to attack the zit again from the opposite direction. Again, the same amount of pus easily came out.
Returning to my first position, I moved in for what I anticipated being my final squeeze. Again, the same amount of pus easily came out.
This zit showed no signs to quitting. So I went for squeeze #4 (this was now a record for squeezing zits for me -- usually every zit gave up its pus within 3 squeezes) and again the same amount of pus easily came out.
The anticipation at this point was unbelieveable. It seemed that this was never going to end.
At squeeze #5 again the same amount of pus escaped. Then came squeeze #6 -- and after the pus escaped the large hard white core came out (the size of a large piece of rice) followed by red blood. The zit had been conquered!
My Mom taught me that every pimple had a core and you were not finished squeezing until the hard core came out along with some bright red blood.
After all these years, I am still amazed at the large amount of pus that kept coming out each time I squeezed. I guess if I had added it all up it might have been 2 teaspoons of pus.
When air conditioning finally arrived at my high school, my zits dramatically dropped by 75%.