:H Theft Problem IMPORTANT MESSAGE:
You've heard about people who have been abducted and had
their kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves.
My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few years
ago. I went to sleep and woke up with someone else's
thighs. It was just that quick. The replacements had the
texture of cooked oatmeal. Whose thighs were these and
what happened to mine? I spent the entire summer looking
for my thighs. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned
myself to living out my life in jeans. And then the
thieves struck again.
My butt was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took
pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they had
stuck me with earlier. But my new butt was attached at
least three inches lower than my original! I realized
I'd have to give up my jeans in favor of long
skirts.
Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was fixing my hair
and was horrified to see the flesh of my upper arm swing
to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was
really getting scary - my body was being replaced one
section at a time. What could they do to me
next?
When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a turkey neck, I
decided to tell my story. Women of the world, wake up
and smell the coffee! Those 'plastic' surgeons are
using REAL replacement body parts -stolen from you and
me! The next time someone you know has something
'lifted', look again - was it lifted from you?
THIS IS NOT A HOAX. This is happening to women everywhere every night.
WARN YOUR FRIENDS!
P.S. Last year I thought some one had stolen my Boobs. I was lying in bed
and they were gone! But when I jumped out of bed, I was
relieved to see that they had just been hiding in my
armpits as I slept. Now I keep them hidden in my
waistband
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You've heard about people who have been abducted and had
their kidneys removed by black-market organ thieves.
My thighs were stolen from me during the night a few years
ago. I went to sleep and woke up with someone else's
thighs. It was just that quick. The replacements had the
texture of cooked oatmeal. Whose thighs were these and
what happened to mine? I spent the entire summer looking
for my thighs. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned
myself to living out my life in jeans. And then the
thieves struck again.
My butt was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took
pains to match my new rear-end to the thighs they had
stuck me with earlier. But my new butt was attached at
least three inches lower than my original! I realized
I'd have to give up my jeans in favor of long
skirts.
Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was fixing my hair
and was horrified to see the flesh of my upper arm swing
to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was
really getting scary - my body was being replaced one
section at a time. What could they do to me
next?
When my poor neck suddenly disappeared and was replaced with a turkey neck, I
decided to tell my story. Women of the world, wake up
and smell the coffee! Those 'plastic' surgeons are
using REAL replacement body parts -stolen from you and
me! The next time someone you know has something
'lifted', look again - was it lifted from you?
THIS IS NOT A HOAX. This is happening to women everywhere every night.
WARN YOUR FRIENDS!
P.S. Last year I thought some one had stolen my Boobs. I was lying in bed
and they were gone! But when I jumped out of bed, I was
relieved to see that they had just been hiding in my
armpits as I slept. Now I keep them hidden in my
waistband
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