I saw this program about plastic surgery on Discovery (during a break in our cafeteria) and was totally fucked in the brain with what I saw. Almost sprayed my glass of Horlicks Ho-Late on the face of my colleague when a part of the program showed a middle aged housewife bared her skin to the camera – for the plastic surgeon to do the explaining bit.
The surgeon explained that the housewife, whom I reckoned was in her 50’s, had problems with her weight (as if the viewer couldn’t tell by themselves) and went there to have her coagulated lards surgically sucked out (term: liposuction). The camera then panned to that bloated mountain of cellulite… macro in the view of her ridged flabs of punctured spare tires and detailing the cracked epidermal layer of her overstretched skin. It even showed some part of her saggy tits … (which I described to my colleagues that it was saggy enough to be able to incubate an egg under each of her tits) It was damn graphical.
For a second there, it gave me the idea that being a plastic surgeon is the toughest job on this planet. No shit.
The program then briefly took the screen into the surgical room, where the scene got even more repulsive – we get to see all these skin grafting activities, blood and gores, etc etc… and finally post the whale-butchering scene, the recuperated housewife was then shown giving some testimonial about the whole thing, you know, how it had improved her life bla bla bla.
Apparently, she did all that to impress her semi-impotent-looking wrinkled husband. I mean, did she actually think that all the high cost and painful transformation would really improve her relationship with her husband ? Didn’t it occur to her that her Huttese form will be resurrected again in no time because she may have some serious eating disorder ? Or her failing relationship might be due to something else ? It is very mind boggling about what women would do to look better.
The same goes for those who goes for a boob job. The ladies make their boobs bigger to boost their ‘self-confidence’ and in hope obscure the less appealing side of their physique. But would that actually make guys feel better about them ? Guys, do you feel good about girls having fake titties ? Not for me dude. The first thing that crosses my mind when I see a girl with fake tits, is SLUT. “You cheap motherfucking bawdy slut!” (trust me, I can spot a fake set of titties even in my most inebriated condition). Give me an original anytime.
A sane being should be able to figure out that a relationship isn’t all about walloping bigger tits or having a lighter agile sex. It’s much more deeper than that. No shit we guys love to ogle at tits and slobbering at hot bods. But when it comes to serious relationship, it could very well be something that’s much more complex than that. Complex things like
– your attitude (behaving like a bitch, cunt, despicable hag),
– your habits (splurging on something you don’t need, etc)
– your wisdom (squawking over the simplest of dissatisfaction, etc)
– many more
If your spouse’s leaving you, you should instead ask yourself – Are you being rational as a wife ? Have you done what it needs to be in a happy relationship ? Is your spouse an asshole ? If it’s all yes – then fuck him. Get a new husband. If it’s all no – then FUCK YOU. Go fix your problems.
Nobody needs no plastic surgery. (unless you’re badly disfigured from some accidents or because you’re a superstar that needed all that perfection for monetary benefits)
When you’re old, you’re old. If you’re not good looking, you’re not good looking. Just accept the fact. You will still be an eyesore if you have a personality problem, no matter how much botox you inject into your body… or how much grease you manage to vacuum out of your ass. And it wouldn’t change the fact that your desperate whorehound husband would still prefer to hump a promiscuous young chick with original tits for a couple hundred bucks … rather than having sex with a stiff silicone corpse like you.
If only these people could think.
And also, if you would deign to imagine how your corpse would look like with a pair of silicone bags after your biological cells start to wither or rot away… you’d look ridiculous. Dead or alive.
