
You've all got scars: they're nature's little reminders not to be so damned stupid next time. My favourite is the 1/4" round hole in the back of my right hand, created when I was 7 by my best friend putting a manure-covered gardening fork "away".
Tell us the stories behind your scars. With photos if possible.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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... when I fell off my Saturn-shaped bouncey thing. Y'know, popular in the mid-nineties, ball with plastic ring around the edge for your feet.
I still have the scar; it mocks me still by having the exact shape of Saturn. Grrr...
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:27, Reply)
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