You may have read recently about the person whose kidneys were stolen
while he passed out. Well, read on. Something like this happened to me
and countless other women.
My thighs were stolen from me during the night 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 were the texture of lumpy porridge. Who
would have done such a cruel thing to legs that had been mine for years?
Whose thighs were these and what had 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 those tights that pull
everything in. Then, just when my guard was down the thieves struck
again.
My arse was next!
I knew it was the same gang, because they took the pain to match my new
rear end to the thighs they had lumbered me with earlier. I couldn’t
believe it my new a*** was attached at least three inches lower than my
original. Now, my rear complemented my thighs lump for lump.
Frantically I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion.
Last year I realized my arms had been switched. One morning I was
brushing my hair when I watched horrified but fascinated as the flesh of
my upper arms swung to and fro with the motion of the hairbrush. This
was getting really scary. My body was being replaced one section at a
time.
How clever and fiendish.
AGE? Age had nothing to with it. Age is supposed to creep up, unnoticed,
something like maturity. NO, I was being attacked repeatedly and without
warning. In despair I have given up short sleeved t-shirts.
Last month my neck disappeared faster than the Christmas turkey, which
it now resembled.
That’s why I have decided to tell my story. I can’t take on the medical
profession by myself. WOMEN OF THE WORLD WAKE UP AND SMELL THE COFFEE
That really isn’t plastic those surgeons are using. You KNOW where they
are 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? I think I finally found my thighs and I hope
CindyCrawfordpaid a really good price for them!!
THIS IS NOT A HOAX. THIS IS HAPPENING TO WOMEN IN YOUR TOWN EVERY NIGHT.
WARN YOUR FRIENDS!
P.S. Last night I thought someone had stolen my breasts. I was lying in
bed and they were gone! As I jumped out of bed I was relieved to find
that they had just been hiding in my armpits as I slept. Now I am
keeping them safely hidden in my waistband.
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