The Elderly and Plastic Surgery

I posted this before but it strangely disappeared. I half expect this to vanish upon posting as well. It's a good thing that that "half expectation" resides on the pessimistic half because the other "optimistic" half really is convinced that this will remain, as impossible as that may seem. I wanted to post this again to test the theory that Gremlins are hacking me and removing my posts. Two have vanished. (2) TWO WHOLE posts. Vanished, like a vapor. Maybe this is considered highly offensive (which is the only reason I drew it in the first place) and the folks at Blogger removed it before your precious eyes could be burned by looking at this. We'll see how this test turns out. Just wait until I get this colored, then we'll see how offensive it truly is. If you can just picture the potential of this....you would know why I posted this. Can't you just picture the crispy skin? I can hardly wait to share it with you AGAIN!!!

Now can we all ponder at why the elderly woman in the middle neglected to look in a mirror before leaving her house. Perhaps the money that she could have used to BUY a mirror went to pay for the awful saline bags she had installed in her chest cavity. Perhaps she is legally blind and people reassure her that she still looks like she can still pass for "not a day over ninety"..Maybe someone doesn't want to break it to this fragile one hundred and seventy year old woman that being a walking cadaver with a boob job doesn't allow you to walk around with a modicum of covering. Can we survive without viewing every sinew and crevasse of this leathery being? I think we can.