Save Lindsey King's Jiggly Parts!

HELP! Miss Lindsey King has a freeloader living in her person! Specifically the boobal-region. He didn't sign a rental agreement and he needs to be EVICTED. His name is Arnold and he is a Stage I something-or-other carcinoma. Ya, CANCER. In her BOOB.  We are sending Arnold over the border! (That may or may not be a plug for Trump. Either way, whatever I need to agree to, to get five bucks, so be it!) Anyway...ya, we're going on a trip to Tijuana Mexico to the Hoxsey Biomedical Clinic to get some very serious sauce to kill this "Arnold". Mean time, a strict diet and supplementation protocol must be adhered to for 3 months  in order to fully and completely erradicate any sign of this "Arnold".  Dr. appointment co-pays are already adding up and time lost from work, unexpected truck repair, etc. Ya you get me.  Adulting is hard, man. Now some alien went and set up camp in her boob.  

Now here it comes: The "beg"
The sweaty, clammy, upward facing, shaking palm in your face, "Please Suh, 'ave you any spare bread crumbs?"

GoFundMe doesn't have way to take actual bread crumbs so probably like, $5, $10, $20 will buy lots of crumbs! And that's kind of the same , right? 

May the good Lord bless us all and especially Miss Lindsey at this time! Thank you from all her friends and family's hearts!