Guest guest Posted September 26, 2000 Report Share Posted September 26, 2000 > > > > > Warn your friends!!!!!!! > Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were > stolen while he was passed out. While that was an " urban legend, " this one > is NOT. It's happening every day. I'm sending this " warning " only to a > few of my closest friends. You too may have been a victim ... read on. > > My thighs were stolen from me during the night of August 3rd a few years > ago. It was just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with > someone else's thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Who > would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been wholly, if > imperfectly, mine for years? Whose thighs were these? What happened to mine? > > I spent the entire summer looking for them. I searched, in vain, at > pools and beaches, anywhere I might find female limbs exposed. I became > obsessed. I had nightmares filled with cellulite and flesh that turns to > bumps in the night. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out > my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose. > > Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again. My rear end > was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my > new rear end (although badly attached at least three inches lower than the > original) to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. Now my rear > complemented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts > would stay in fashion. > > Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning while > fixing my hair, I watched, horrified but fascinated, as the flesh of my upper > arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really > getting scary. My body was being replaced, cleverly and fiendishly, one > section at a time. In the end, in deepening despair, I gave up my T-shirts. > > What could they do to me next? Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age > was supposed to creep up, unnoticed and intangible, something like maturity. > NO, I was being attacked, repeatedly and without warning. That's why I've > decided > to share my story. I can't take on the medical profession by myself. > Women of America, wake up and smell the coffee! > > That isn't really " plastic " those surgeons are using. You know where > they're getting those replacement parts, don't you? The next time you suspect > someone has had a face " lifted, " look again! Was it lifted from you? Check > out those tummy tucks and buttocks raisins. Look familiar? Are those your > eyelids on that movie star? I think I finally may have found my thighs...and > I hope that Cindy Crawford paid a really good price for them! > > This is NOT a hoax! This is happening to women in every town every night. > .......Warn your friends!!!!!!! > > >> > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted September 26, 2000 Report Share Posted September 26, 2000 > > > > > Warn your friends!!!!!!! > Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were > stolen while he was passed out. While that was an " urban legend, " this one > is NOT. It's happening every day. I'm sending this " warning " only to a > few of my closest friends. You too may have been a victim ... read on. > > My thighs were stolen from me during the night of August 3rd a few years > ago. It was just that quick. I went to sleep in my body and woke up with > someone else's thighs. The new ones had the texture of cooked oatmeal. Who > would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been wholly, if > imperfectly, mine for years? Whose thighs were these? What happened to mine? > > I spent the entire summer looking for them. I searched, in vain, at > pools and beaches, anywhere I might find female limbs exposed. I became > obsessed. I had nightmares filled with cellulite and flesh that turns to > bumps in the night. Finally, hurt and angry, I resigned myself to living out > my life in jeans and Sheer Energy pantyhose. > > Then, just when my guard was down, the thieves struck again. My rear end > was next. I knew it was the same gang, because they took pains to match my > new rear end (although badly attached at least three inches lower than the > original) to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. Now my rear > complemented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts > would stay in fashion. > > Two years ago I realized my arms had been switched. One morning while > fixing my hair, I watched, horrified but fascinated, as the flesh of my upper > arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This was really > getting scary. My body was being replaced, cleverly and fiendishly, one > section at a time. In the end, in deepening despair, I gave up my T-shirts. > > What could they do to me next? Age? Age had nothing to do with it. Age > was supposed to creep up, unnoticed and intangible, something like maturity. > NO, I was being attacked, repeatedly and without warning. That's why I've > decided > to share my story. I can't take on the medical profession by myself. > Women of America, wake up and smell the coffee! > > That isn't really " plastic " those surgeons are using. You know where > they're getting those replacement parts, don't you? The next time you suspect > someone has had a face " lifted, " look again! Was it lifted from you? Check > out those tummy tucks and buttocks raisins. Look familiar? Are those your > eyelids on that movie star? I think I finally may have found my thighs...and > I hope that Cindy Crawford paid a really good price for them! > > This is NOT a hoax! This is happening to women in every town every night. > .......Warn your friends!!!!!!! > > >> > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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