I can relate, can you?

Got this in an email today and had to share:

WARNING FOR WOMEN:

You've heard about people who have been abducted
and had their kidneys removed by black-market organ
thieves.
Well, this kind of cruel theft is happening with
other body parts as well!

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.

Then the thieves struck again. My @$$ 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 ass 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 arms 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 some
thing "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 someone had stolen my
breasts. 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 safely hidden in my waist band.
 
I like the p.s. the best, though thankfully I've held on to my boobs so far (not literally holding them, though).

I remember riding in a car with my cousin when I was 13 and she was in her late 20s and a mom already. I glanced over and realized my thighs were bigger than hers. *sigh* So the thieves got me at a young age (though I was still pretty small back then--my skinny cousin is a former model).

[font face="comic sans ms" font color=purple]***Lainie***
fitness blog: http://fitnessfig.blogspot.com
dream blog: http://dreamerfig.blogspot.com
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If you want to give God a good laugh, tell Her your plans.[/f]
 

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