Yeah, the fat thing is working really great for me actually; I just got a raise! I would recommend it to anyone.

Also, I may have been wrong about the "absorbing bullets" ability, unless you count absorbing it with your left kidney...

But yeah, Al, you've got the right idea:

If we can't be unstoppable cannons, we may as well resolve to being immovable objects.

All joking aside, it seems how tall you are at one year of age compared to your peers has more bearing on your confidence as a adult then your final adult height. (taken from a psychological study done for that documentary I mentioned). While I do agree with you Par that there are better ways of coping with height rather then invasive, destructive surgery, the fact is these people want the height! Well like an engineering prof said to me way back when, life ain't fair. I want to have the power to kill people by just looking at them but that ain't happening (still working on that eye laser)so live with what nature gave you.

And Tay hope that fat thing is working for you, because remember: "nothing moves the Blob!"

Yeah, I'd rather be fat than short or tall. Fat people have it the easiest. They get to eat lots, they don't have to worry about exercise, they're smarter, and they can absorb bullets. That's the fucking good life!

Tall people have to get good views, be at a good height for receiving oral sex, get noticed in a crowd, hold things really high so nobody else can reach them, put things really high for the same reason, and later come back and grab those things whenever they want. That sounds like bullshit to me.

Small people are clever, magical, have pots of gold, can fit in rabbit holes, give breat BJs, don't hit their heads on doorframes, always have tons of legroom in cars, get cast as all the sweet characters in movies, don't have to bend down to pick shit off the floor, have a proportionately huge cock or a wonderfully tight cunt, and never fall very far. That also sounds like bullshit.

Sign me up for team lardass! Hellsyeah!

Also, fuck skinny people.

And white/black/red/brown/yellow/whatever-the-fuck skin-coloured people.

Al, while I don't doubt that there are unique challenges to being short, and I don't want to imply that those challenges are easy, it's not as if taller people don't face problems themselves. One-size-fits-all is a cruel joke to a lot of people.

That said, it seems to me to be going well beyond what's reasonable to risk being unable to walk (not an inconsequential risk) for what is essentially a cosmetic procedure (and I have heard about a professional in Alberta who underwent such a procedure and did in fact end up unable to walk as a result, which directly affects his job.) Joke as I might about "donating" my height to someone else, it's not really a reasonable response to one's physical condition -- even one that is associated with demonstrable morbidities later in life, such as being tall.

I'm not saying that people have an easy go of it when they're short, either, but there are reasonable measures to coping with that, and there are unreasonable ones. This procedure seems well into the latter category.

Alright I am in another country but this topic has really touched a nerve with me. Many of you are 6 feet or over 6 feet tall. You really don't know the subtle prejudice that short people face. You can't understand how we have to try harder, do better just to get noticed. So before you think it is crazy think about how much harder people like me had to work just to get some notice. If you want to be more informed there was a CTV documentary called: S&M: Short and male which covers this topic in more detail, it also includes a section abut the height adjusting operation. Alright rant over.

I was looking at those t-shirts yesterday Paras. I think I'd be in for one or two of those bad boys.

To me, this just seems crazy: How Far Would You Go to Get Taller?:

Jeff’s career as an architect at a prestigious East Coast firm was taking off. At 26, he was successful and athletic, and he had no trouble meeting women. There was, however, one problem. Though it was imperceptible to friends and colleagues, Jeff (his name has been changed) was tortured by a sense that he had been born with the wrong body. Jeff was five feet six inches tall, and he was obsessed with his height—or his lack of it. “To the outside world I was extremely confident, but my height was always an insecurity,” he says.

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In Germany, Jeff’s femurs (thighbones) were severed by a surgical saw. The surgeon inserted a rodlike telescoping implant in the bone canal of each leg, bridging the cut. He fastened each rod in place with four pins. The next morning Jeff stood up on his new legs and took a few steps on crutches.

Anyone want to buy shirts with me from this place?

I may have to claim the deebs on this one. Also, probably this one as well (sorry, Gaut.)

Also, the new Firefox seems nice. May break some addons, but my (very brief) first impression is good.

It really disturbs me, and it may disturb you as well, that my preceptor -- a colorectal surgeon who shall go unnamed -- when he's in clinic, doesn't wash his hands between patients. I mean, yeah, he wears gloves, but that's just not right.