Everyone on this site is FULL OF SHIT!!!!!!!

[Paa_Paw]

I have 2 blonde daughters.

When I have a day when I can't seem to think rationally Ill usually say I'm having a Blonde day.

[Cellar_Door]

"Holy shit, lookit them titties!!!" And rape me like a common whore"


Yes, that's exactly what would happen. O_O

[Bman41]

Can I blame it on the keyboard?  I usually try for typo's......

Ahh, I know, it is the Intel x86 math bug....yeah, thats it!

I have 2 blonde daughters.

When I have a day when I can't seem to think rationally Ill usually say I'm having a Blonde day.

[khan]

You sir are in the second phase
1st phase: wtf is going on with me? why me?
2nd phase:i am pissed off, you all fuckers go to hell leave me alone i will beter die with my boobs
3rd phase:ok i am pissed but what to do(you buy a pc sit alone in your dark cage after doing some cyber sex sessions and suddenly you find google ta!da!)
4th phase: you talk, and you talk to your doctor and get information, work hard,try to save money(and its not too much now a days for a surgery)
5th phase: your boobs are ripped off and you are living a routine life,a fear free life even a girl touches your chest and you feel peace and satisfaction.

so sir, all you have to do is get out of the 2nd and 3rd phase and jump into the next one

[bangkok tommy]

Who wants to see my breasts then?

[Nightmare]

Really? A J.O.B., Gee, I never thought of that! -Because I'm a fucking retard! I'll just go get one of these J.O.B's that you speak of and magically be able to turn it into a 3.6 G's! That it'll take to get rid of my 38DD'S!! Thank you so much!! You fucking not a nice person!! How can I ever thank you?!?!

from the day that i wanted surgery to the day i finally did it, took me 8 years of savings and building my credit. I realize i am going through hell anyways, might as well  get a job and make money rather then doing nothing and stay poor. either way, people will see your gyno. might as well get paid while going through hell.

[CanadaCraig]

I'm confused.

On April 4th, 2008 you wrote...

"You smug bastard with your fancy surgery. Angry Just kidding. I have a wife and son and I wait tables for a living. I can't afford that shit! Isn't there some way to make the government pay for it? An insurance scam? or maybe a product I could blame my problem on and sue for surgery costs?"

Craig

[headheldhigh01]

this silly thread was started by stepgranpep nearly a month ago and got all the answers it needed, and i don't think he's reappeared, at least by that name, so it's just going to resurface pointlessly every week or two without speaking to the original poster - unless one of the mods wants to lock it  

[theman234]

LOL, this thread title is misleading. i first thought it would be someone who thinks "there isn't anything wrong with having gyne. you just get over it." but then i actually read it. lol, wow. this dude needs to make a loan or something to pay for it if its making him feel that bad

[KE25]

darn all of you dumbshit teenagers who think that you have man boobs. I'm so fucking tired of looking at your whiny complaints!! My breasts were huge when I was 15. Now, I'm 25 and I'm a full C-cup on my best day after a week of starving myself. I want to die every single day of my life. I've never been laid, I haven't been swimming since before puberty, and God knows I can't afford any kind of cosmetic surgery. I went to this website forever ago; and the only person I found who had any kind of useful information that was applicable to my life was some dumbass who told me to buy this double front compression shirt from some lingeree company I never heard of. -I Bought it, and my self esteem went up for about two seconds. Within the next two seconds I hugged some chick; and she was like: Are you wearing a girdle?! You're wearing a girdle!!! This fucking girdle cost me fifty dollars that I did not have, so I tried to play it off like she was just drunk, and I was like "What? You're crazy! Dur hur hur!" But ever since then, everytime someone touches me; they're like: What the hell are you wearing, dude? Some kind of bulletproof-vest? I'm always going to be poor, and that's the upside to my predicament. At least most poor people can die in a puddle of their own vomit with a shred of dignity. -Not me. When I die, When I die, the coroner's probably gonna' be like "Holy shit, lookit them titties!!!" And rape me like a common whore. darn you all and your non man-boobs. I hope you all die. Fuckers,

Well, I just read that swearing helps suppress pain. So darn it. You made me laugh. But something does not line up here which makes me think that this is probably not serious and you and a bunch of your retarded friends are trying to make fun of people with an emotionally draining condition that almost no one is taking seriously. No fucking insurance companies, no friggin Doctors, friends, "friends", family. But whatever. So do you have a wife and family as you stated in another post or not? So what's with the touching other people in bars than not a nice person? And you have money for pot and beer and god knows what? Save the fucking money for surgery and try to improve your income situation (which may easily go hand in hand). You are obviously not dumb given the eloquence that is noticable in a very twisted way. Money is not the fucking issue however. I could afford to pay the surgeon twice and wouldn't have to adjust my lifestyle a single bit. But I'd have to live up to the fact first how much my fucking boobs are bothering me. And that is not as easy at it sounds - at least not for me. I'd have to tell my wonderful wife that I want to see a plastic surgeon and that even though she seemingly likes me the way I am (and no, I don't have C or DD cups and yes I do darn with my shirt off and we both like it, ok?) I can't stand looking at myself in the mirror without a shirt on. And no, I never take the kids swimming - not because of my dislike of the ocean and/or chlorine in the pool but because I am fucking embarassed to take my shirt of in public. And I am pretty sexy otherwise. But I'd have to tell her that I am going to spend our money on plastic surgery! You know, the thing that freaks do. The Micheal Jackson kinda thing. It's not about the money, fucker. And yes I am glad that your's are bigger than mine and that I make more money than you do. Other than that we all just have to get over it somehow. Fucker.

That was therapeutic.