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Originally posted by Replaced_Texan
Uh. No.
I was at a bar on Sunday night ranking boob jobs with a friend of mine. We had a blast. The women strut into the bar, chest out, asking people to stare at them. We stared, then discussed in detail the relative merits of each boob job. I can't say that any of them were particularly good, but we were slumming in a cheap ass pseudo-yuppie bar because a friend of ours was playing there, so we should have known better.
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I went out to dinner last night (the place was absolutely packed, which I found kind of odd for a monday, but whatever). Anyway, I noticed a *lot* of cosmetic surgery - maybe it was because we were at a sort of fancy place or maybe Monday night is plastic surgery night (egg on my face then). A lot of older women with fake boobs. Not grapefruits like sebby described, but you could tell they had fake ones. I don't really want to look like that when I get older.
I am a little hungover (on a Tuesday! how vulgar), but proud of myself for getting up at 6 am and working out. Yay for me.
