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i think this was touched on (quite vibrantly) in one of the many boobs threads, but here goes again... would you get cosmetic surgery if you could (say it was free)? what would you change? ;)
what do you think of people who have had cosmetic surgery?


i would, if i could, get liposuction. i am indifferent to those people who have had it done - if it makes them happy, who am i to judge?

I definately would think about a boop job. They are just so ridiculous small.

i would certainly consider getting a breast reduction...C-cups are just too big for me.

i did get it . and had it reversed. would i get anything else? nahh..i am pretty happy with myself

I'd get myself tatood blue all over. ALL OVER. There is just something extremely appealing about that.

lyposuction.....suck all my ugly fat away

Does getting a laser-cannon grafted onto your arm count?

Does getting a laser-cannon grafted onto your arm count?

Definately. Most people who describe their ideal body display a huge lack of imagination.

I want a well cushioned rear and a selfcleaning colon. And wings. And an adjustable metabolism. And a hook....

"would you get cosmetic surgery?"

Difficult to improve on perfection! :D

Seriously, if I thought I was ugly or disfigured, I would definitely want some corrective surgery, but since most women seem to like the way I look ( despite my advancing years! ), I don't see the need. :)

I would get it if it was to repair something that was somehow damaged. Or if something ended up somehow deformed. Otherwise, nah.

I dont have a problem with people who get those types of surgeries in order to correct something that has always nagged them. I have a problem with people who keep getting more and more surgeries in their quest to become barbie.

If I were involved in an accident that disfigured me, and I required restorative surgery, then yes. But for purely cosmetic reasons, no. I am happy with myself, and with my appearance - I don't want to look like someone else's ideal, I want to look like me. For the most part, I am a saddened by people who feel the need to have plastic surgery. It's not that I feel they haven't the right to do as they please - but I do harbor the opinion that most people are doing it for the wrong reasons. It is just my opinion, but I do feel that a lot of people who get plastic surgery for purely cosmetic reasons are doing it to improve their self esteem by changing themselves into what they think other people want them to be. To me that is a fallacy within itself. Of course I'm biased as I am an admitted purist in most ways - so perhaps my views and concerns are invalid, but I like things to be left natural and relatively unmanipulated.

i did get it . and had it reversed. would i get anything else? nahh..i am pretty happy with myself

What made you change your mind?

I like myself as i am, but if i didn't, then i'd definitely consider it and i don't think any worse of those who do get it... There is however a limit to what is reasonable (Eg. not Micheal Jackson or that Barbie lady...)

This is a "heads up" to those friends who haven't experienced it yet and an explanation to those friends and family who have. Most of you have read the scare-mail about the person whose kidneys were stolen while he was passed out. Well, read on. While it was an "urban legend," this one is not. It's happening every day.

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 butt 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 complimented my legs, lump for lump. Frantic, I prayed that long skirts would stay in fashion.

It was 2 years ago when 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.

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.

In the end, in deepening despair, I gave up my T-shirts. What could they do to me next? My eyes began to remind people that they needed a new pair of Hush Puppies. My poor neck disappeared more quickly than the Thanksgiving turkey it now reminded me of.

That's why I've decided to tell 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 raisings. 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!

Last year I thought someone had stolen my breasts. I was lying in bed and they were gone, as I sprang from my bed I was relieved to see that they were just hiding in my pajama bottoms. After reading this, I will keep them hidden in my waistband!

Just say NO to plastic surgery.

that is a long post but it is so cool aobut people stealing random parts from your body!!!

this is a offical message ofthe supreme dictator of harrylandia and i approve this message

I'm old...I have more to say.

i'd get a new thumb...it fell off that time i stood in the rain too long

no. well maybe if i had horrific burns or something, but apart from then, no.

i would get an extra pair of arms. That would be freakin awesome!

If it was reconstructive.

Or if I got really fat and then lost the weight and had the extra skin everywhere. It seems like it would be crappy to put so much effort in and lose so much weight and then have extra skin everywhere.

Or perhaps if my boobs get really saggy. Call me vain, but I really don't want that happening.

Or perhaps if my boobs get really saggy. Call me vain, but I really don't want that happening.

Start saving up your money now.

...possibly, it would really depend on what i wanted done

i would certainly consider getting a breast reduction...C-cups are just too big for me.

C's too big?

how big are you?

Start saving up your money now.
Why?

I'm only 21 and I wear bras with lots of support... it's not happening anytime soon and any money I save up at this point will be going to next year's tuition and rent.

Anyhow I'm thinking about getting a nose job. I'm a pretty good looking guy, but my nose is large. I also have a deviated septum (spl?) so while they fix that I'm going to ask them to fix up my nose.

I'm old...I have more to say.

You're paranoid. Plastic surgeons don't steal people's parts. Your post sounds like a bad horror movie. Bad because it's not realistic.

Actually reading the part about someone stealing your breasts, I think your whole post was a joke.

No.

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Just say NO to plastic surgery.
I share your pain. Finally, after decades of being told, "you wait. In ten years time you'll be the same as us, you'll stop being thin, you'll see.", it's happened. Some time on or around January 10th this year, someone transplanted a spare stomach onto my waist. How'd that happen?

Now my clothes don't fit. :(

Meh. If this exercise bike don't work, knock me out and pass the vacuum tube. It's got to be cheaper than a new wardrobe.

If it were free, I guess I'd try it once, just to see what it was like...