
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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Tried to clean my paint- covered hands with deodorant, figuring that everything with enough alcohol in it would make things go sparkly.
As I sprayed, I felt my hands go cold. Mmmh. Interesting.
Long story short, the answer to the question how cold a spot of skin can get when you spray it from a distance of half an inch is: Quite cold. Oh, yes, quite cold, indeed.
Took almost two months until the patch turned from a slightly nauseating splotchy purple dead flesh- thing to the happy white knobbly thing it is today.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 11:13, Reply)
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