Important Message!

IMPORTANT MESSAGE:

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.

And then 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 to the thighs they had stuck me with earlier. But my
new butt 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 arm move 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 something '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 boobs. 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 hidden
in my waistband.


BY THE WAY ..
I heard that this happens with husbands as well. You go to sleep with your
gorgeous, ripped, tan husband one night, and the next morning you wake up
next to a flabby, grunting, farting geezer (excludes my husband ... so far,
he has escaped theft). Ewwww ... it's all so creepy I tell you.

Hope you all enjoyed this. I sure it.!!
Joan