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Moley moley moley
Whoohoo! I finally got the large beauty mark removed. My dad did it all... and he is good. ^__^ It's good to get it taken off now, because it might have just grown bigger and bigger until it becomes cancerous. [shudders] Like my cousin's grandmother's. Hers was very large and had hair on it. My dad refused to remove it for her, he said it was too dangerous. She might die from it. The anesthesia stung like hell. He gave me two agonizing shots. After the "operation" I took a look at the beauty mark lying in the plate, and it looked suddenly bigger then it seemed on my face. Scary, man... eh, I'm probably grossing you out talking about this. Oh well, hahahaha...