Plastic surgery. It's a big topic, and a controversial one at that.
Personally, I see no problem.
Want fake tits? Go get 'em girly.
Want that ass shrunk with a complex vacuum? Get 'er done.
Some things I may not necessarily do, some things I may.
I know I'll be getting my tits hiked right on back up to my chest when they've sagged down to my knees.
Why not? I don't want my tits to be used as brooms, so I'll use the wonderful modern technology to save that.
Lately, I've been thinking along the lines of lips. I've got a little bit of lip, but not the level I like.
I like that plump, lovely look.
You know the kind.
The dick-sucking kind. Not too big, not too small. A nice middle ground.
So I've started my Lippy Fund.
Fifteen bucks so far, not a bad start.
I look forward to seeing how quickly I can accumulate enough to get this done.
Obviously, my starter won't be a permanent endeavour. Something I can eliminate if it ends up looking like some fucked up nightmare on my face.
So here's to my Lippy Fund, shall it grow strong and plump this holiday season!
- Monday, November 4th, 2013
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