Some poor soul trapsed into the Vinyl Village looking for “grandpa trannies” and had to leave empty handed. Now, you know I can’t have anyone leave here disappointed, so I tracked one down for you right HERE.
It seems a little late in the game to do something that drastic once you’re of AARP age, but to each his her their own. It reminds me of a joke:
An elderly couple walks into a lawyers office and announces that they need his assistance in a quick no-fault divorce. He says he would be happy to help, but wonders why they are making this move after nearly 70 years of marriage.
“Well…” the old man explains, “we haven’t gotten along in years.”
“That’s right.” the lady continues, “but we wanted to wait until the children were dead.”
If you don’t get boobs until you’re 60, I guess there’s a pretty good chance you’ll be taking your dirt nap before they droop down to your knees, right? And by that age, there’s a good chance the “man parts” aren’t working without pharmaceutical intervention, so perhaps there is something to be said for making such a switch in your golden years. I was always curious exactly HOW such surgeries were done. I mean, removing or adding boobs seems easy enough, but the OTHER…well I just wasn’t sure. And I should have remained blissful in my ignorance, that’s all I’m gonna say about that.