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re: Has anyone here had or know someone who has had a penis enlargement?
Posted on 1/30/21 at 7:26 am to theunknownknight
Posted on 1/30/21 at 7:26 am to theunknownknight
You can go down to Mexico (TJ) and get PMMA in your junk like women do with their bubble butts. All the rage in So Cal right now. It won’t make you longer but you can add some roundness. It’s illegal in the US but I don’t think they will arrest you for contraband 
Posted on 1/30/21 at 9:48 am to GRIZZ
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At a teaching hospital in NYC. I think the screw up took place by 1 the patient waited too long to be seen and treated and 2, the surgeon was trying to minimize the damage with the first surgery instead of performing a complete removal of all infected parts. Regardless the end result was fking awful. Dude was rotten. I can’t recall what cultured out, but I remember him being on several IV antibiotics.
Damn that sucks, but just so you know, that is not the standard or care. That urologist made some very wrong choices of what you say is true.
This is the area I work in, and the vast majority of patients are very happy with their final result and functioning.
And don’t go to Mexico to get any of this work done. There’s a chance your junk will need to be lopped off when you get back.
Posted on 2/2/21 at 4:55 pm to antibarner
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The ads just ooze intentional cheesiness, none more so than “Enzyte Christmas.”
In the (unlikely) event you’ve never seen it, picture an office holiday party: reindeer sweaters, cubicles festooned with garlands, and antler-headed colleagues engaged in photocopier high jinks. Into this jolly tableau strides Smilin’ Bob—just your average middle manager with a bigger-than-average grin—in a Santa suit. “Not long ago, Santa decided he needed a little more room in his sled,” goes the smarmy voice-over, as a whistling theme song plays in the background. “So he made a call to Enzyte about natural male enhancement. And after a few short weeks, what did he get?” The camera cuts to a group of women who titter and leer in Bob’s general direction. “Why, not only a sleigh full of confidence and a sack full of pride, but it looks like Bob got the one thing that every lady likes: the joy of a gift that keeps on”—big pause—“giving.”
We are alone, except for two distant prison administrators, in the huge sterile visiting room of a medium-security facility in the Appalachian Mountains of West Virginia. I have come to ask Warshak, 43, about what prosecutors call his “diabolical” nature, a nature exhibited—to quote the judge who sentenced him to twenty-five years behind bars—by the “massive fraudulent undertaking” for which he was convicted in August 2008.
The scam was simple, they alleged: Get a customer’s credit card number by offering a free sample (pay only the postage!), then charge the card again for more product than the customer ever ordered. Enzyte was marketed to men who didn’t want to go to the doctor, the government argued, and thus were likely to be ashamed of their sexual inadequacy. Warshak figured he could steal from these customers with minimum risk, prosecutors said; embarrassment would keep them from complaining.
After Warshak’s conviction, Berkeley Premium Nutraceuticals went bankrupt and was sold to Chuck Kubicki, a Cincinnati developer who renamed the company Vianda. But Enzyte never went off the market. The company’s new management team has told Spear they want to keep Smilin’ Bob alive. As recently as late summer, Bob popped up on Comedy Central in the middle of the afternoon. It was the Santa ad again, and there was Bob in his big red suit, with a long line of women waiting to sit on his lap. “Yeeees, with things heating up on the old North Pole,” says the narrator, “it looks like there’s no mistaking this Santa for an elf anymore.”
Steve Warshak may not be doing so well these days, but Smilin’ Bob sure is. Very well indeed.
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