Ever have a sneaking suspicion you should be doing more to make the world a better, prettier place? Not sure those quarters you toss in those clanky Salvation Army red drums are getting you as many pennies in heaven as you deserve? Poverty is an intractable problem, even in a day and age when "poverty" is interpreted as only have 1500 square feet and two cars.
Over at BlogHer they have it right. Who needs food and shelter when one's breasts are unattractive and in need of a little lift and separate?
Now you too can have free implants and quite possibly a much much better life. As mother to three girls, I can start saving for other things now that I know the boob jobs (in their 13th year) are covered. And that, my friends, is a great help to mamas like me.
