Any Way You Bend It, It Still Stinks

Wow, plastic surgery has come a long way since the days when the only way to prevent aging was to kill yourself at 25. These days, a little old book can walk into a surgeon's rooms and come out as one of the illustrations in its pages. Or perhaps these days you can go into a consultation and have your girlfriend permanently attached to you by the genitals? Sounds like like a good idea, until you realise the implications with regard to getting into taxis and the seats at the movies.

The only position this crap is getting into is the bottom of my scam folder.