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Twas the night before FUOTY, no Christmas in sight,
Just Accutane drying my lips overnight.
Not a pore was escaping, not one little blemish,
Skin purging like demons—commitment was blemishless.
The syringes were nestled all snug in their tray,
While visions of delt caps grew larger each day.
The roids in the fridge, labeled neat by the week,
“Just TRT,” we’d say, with a totally straight cheek.
The surgeons on standby, deposits all sent,
Jaw, nose, and hairline—every dollar well spent.
Bandages folded, recovery planned,
Face wrapped like a gift from a scalpel-wielding hand.
Mewing through swelling, ice packs on the face,
Trusting the process, respecting the pace.
From turkey to macros, from cocoa to whey,
Christmas was canceled—FUOTY’s the day
@enchanted_elixir @ybuyhgui @Hernan @TechnoBoss @Volksstaffel
Just Accutane drying my lips overnight.
Not a pore was escaping, not one little blemish,
Skin purging like demons—commitment was blemishless.
The syringes were nestled all snug in their tray,
While visions of delt caps grew larger each day.
The roids in the fridge, labeled neat by the week,
“Just TRT,” we’d say, with a totally straight cheek.
The surgeons on standby, deposits all sent,
Jaw, nose, and hairline—every dollar well spent.
Bandages folded, recovery planned,
Face wrapped like a gift from a scalpel-wielding hand.
Mewing through swelling, ice packs on the face,
Trusting the process, respecting the pace.
From turkey to macros, from cocoa to whey,
Christmas was canceled—FUOTY’s the day
@enchanted_elixir @ybuyhgui @Hernan @TechnoBoss @Volksstaffel
