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Hypothetically Speaking...


Tempest Dahlia

How would you feel?  

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  1. 1. How would you feel?

    • Happy that she passed on to the afterlife.
    • Pissed the hell off that you wasted all that money.
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... You just so happen upon $26,000.

Your mother is begging for YEARS, for cosmetic surgery. And it's $26,000 exactly.

Now, you really wanted this money. But being the golden-hearted person you are, you decide, "What the hell. She deserves it. At least l'll have a hot mom."

 

DAY AFTER SURGERY

 

Your mom dies. >_>

 

How would you feel about this? Hypothetically speaking (NO harm to ur moms guys, just a question)

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I'd wish to go back in time.

 

I wouldn't be suicidal, but I'd just wish that I had comforted my mom with the way she was, instead of getting the surgery. So we can use the money on something more needed. If it was a type of surgery for health healing, then I wouldn't feel so damned. But if it was plastic surgery, that's just horrible.

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Part of me questions why you posted this thread...

There is an intent in every thread. As this subject of this thread is not that of a joke, you did not do this for the fun of it. What is your intent?

 

And to answer,

I'd be sad for a while. But I'd get over it rather quickly, as most things don't affect me long anyway. Maybe I'm uncaring. I don't know.

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Part of me questions why you posted this thread...

There is an intent in every thread. As this subject of this thread is not that of a joke' date=' you did not do this for the fun of it. What is your intent?

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.. So NO ONE caught what l posted above!?

I'll post it again.

(Kanye@Donda)

Look it up. And well, if you take it as a joke... l won't stop you.

And how do you know it's not for fun? it's the contrary: l expected someone to get it off the bat.

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Why, I would of course start a massive multi-media protest campaign against all plastic surgery, rallying people from around the world. Then I would march on Washington and force a bill about it into the senate, then proceed to tour every talk show ranting about it, write and publish a novel and go on a book tour, and build it into a multi-billion dollar career complete with my own non-profit organization and a whole bunch of hoes. Then I'd settle down into my hot tub which was paid for by the plastic surgeon who I sued for malpractice/guilt tripped/threatened with my mob cronies, and spend the rest of my life chillin' and sipping martinis while secretly being haunted by my mother's death, eventually becoming psychologically disturbed, murdering 70 people and sending cryptic notes to the authorities. Eventually I'd be caught and executed, but with the media exposure from my trial my biographer would make enough money to bribe me out, however, it wouldn't matter because I'd die from an overdose of baking soda and quad stackers a few days later. I would be buried with my mustache, DVD collection, and computer in a grave beside my mother's, a grave that would forever serve as a tragic reminder of what society did to a woman who wanted to live up to its increasingly high expectations and a dude who wanted to exploit people for money. I will then be promptly forgotten.

 

This, didn't actually happen to you, did it? If so, forget that whole last part.

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