When I was a little boy, my mom had these great tweezers that could get any splinter known to creation out of my flesh, of which there were many. They were small, but really pointy. That meant that she could get under my skin to yank the splinter out. Sure, that may sound gross (and it hurt, by the way) but that’s how you get them out of there. Still is.
Sometime during my childhood, however, those tweezers disappeared and were replaced with dull, flat tipped cosmetics tweezers, designed for plucking eyebrows, I suppose. Long story short, they were so blunt I took to using a needle to get splinters out.
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