You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of bathroon surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. I don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked me "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To which he goes, "oh, thanks!"
So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth was my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since childhood I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've felt like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity did not leave quietly.
Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
You are truly disturbed - not so much because you did this home-brewed surgery, but because you felt compelled to post the story. Get some psych help, PLEASE!
And BTW, I'm the only one who matters on the internets, stop stealing that from me.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too.
Did you film that procedure?
> I am the only one who matters in music and film.
"WeReo_ScoTTy" <scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
u UGLY SICK INFECTED WARTHOG now u are passing off u'r INFECTIONS to others. People need to STAY THE FUCK AWAY FROM u PiGGy. GAWD ONLY KNOWS what SHIT SHIT u did to that guy once u got his clothes off u DEMENTED FAT UGLY STUPID GREASY PIG -- "Scott Lifshine is the biggest joke on the Internet" -Desk Rabbit ®o|o®
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of > bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. > I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked > me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To > which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth > was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since > childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've > felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity > did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
WTF I'm just telling it like it is, brother! I can't do much more than that.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of > bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. > I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked > me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To > which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth > was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since > childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've > felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity > did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
You are truly disturbed - not so much because you did this home-brewed surgery, but because you felt compelled to post the story. Get some psych help, PLEASE!
And BTW, I'm the only one who matters on the internets, stop stealing that from me.
devilphish I'm mot distrubed, I helped a friend! In fact, he told me he had gone ot a doctor once and the doctor did nothing about it. I guess I'm better than a doctor.
I'm really surpised and disgusted you would take a negative view towards what I did.
I can't help a friend out? Look how happy he is now. Would you reather he walk around with that pre-cancerous thing on his chest for life? I could've gotten worse. I know I wouldn't want a growth like that developing on me. Would you?
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of > bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. > I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked > me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To > which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth > was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since > childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've > felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity > did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too.
Did you film that procedure?
> I am the only one who matters in music and film.
If you filmed that procedure, then you truly are.
I'll be watching YouTube for it . . . Lol, I didn't think of filming it. Now that you mention it unfortunately it was a one-shot deal.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of > bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. > I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked > me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To > which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth > was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since > childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've > felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity > did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too. I am the only one who matters in music and film.
WTF It was very bad. It looked like a earthworm, or even closer description of it would be a leach. It was small, but powerful. My friend recovered quite quickly after the initial shock. I must be better than a doctor.
<scottamer...@ixpres.com.no_spamm84037uj> wrote: > You know my friend who occassionally comes to New York and I put him up.
> This guy had his shirt off and I noticed he had this sort of nasty growth > coming out of the left side of his chest. It was brown, kind of narrow, a > little over an inch long and bottom-heavy.
> As soon as I saw this thing I told him it has to go. In the form of > bathroon > surgery. It must've taken many years for a thing to accumulate like that. > I > don't even know what the hell it was! It certainly wasn't a wart, but I > guess could be classified as wart-LIKE.
> I told him he's lucky that thing isn't a bit bigger! It was big. He asked > me > "is it going to hurt?" I told him "I'm glad I'm mot in YOUR shoes!" To > which > he goes, "oh, thanks!"
> So about twenty minutes later I told him "say a prayer for that thing > because I'm about to cut it off." I got some salves and the surgical > scissors I use to cut my own warts off whenever I see them.
> SNIP! And that was it. I told him I'm putting that thing in a bag and down > the chute it goes. He had a few other warts in the area but that growth > was > my priority. I fixed him up with some salves and that was it.
> Today he's a happier man, I guess. He must've had that thing since > childhood > I'd imagine. He didn't tell me how long he had. There wasn't that much > bluuding as I thought there would be. Just a bit. Poor thing he must've > felt > like someone punched him in the chest because I can tell you that entity > did > not leave quietly.
> Maybe I should've had him sit down instead of standing up for the bathroom > procedure? The main thing is that it's gone. I'm sure his wife is happier > too.
Did you film that procedure?
> I am the only one who matters in music and film.
If you filmed that procedure, then you truly are.
I'll be watching YouTube for it . . . I have another friend who has one (wart) on the back of his neck on the right side. So far he's opted out of the Lifshine surgery method, awlthough he's a tough cat. Kickboxing champion and the like. I'd like to get that damn thing off his neck.
The only warts that don't cut are the plantar warts. Those don't cut. Those you have to get Dr. Scholl's for. Other than that the brown warts are easy to get rid of. Unless they have hair growing out from them. If they hair growing out from them, I probably won't mess with those unless I take a closer look and can manage it.
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