I have a couple...
My first happened when I was about 18 months- my mum was having tea with a friend, and their teapot had a duck-shpaed teacosy on it which I liked so much, I decided to molest. Bad mistake. I got a pot of boiling tea all over my foot, and have still got a big patch of messed up skin there. Just to prove my stupidity I did exactly the same thing (same friend, same teapot, same duck) a couple of weeks later, this time on my stomach- when my mum brought me in for scalding for the second time in as many months social services were informed... No scar for that one though.

The other happened during a rugby match which turned into something of a brawl after somebody got punched in the scrum. The final injury tally for those involved was three broken bones, two concussions and blood everywhere- most of it mine, as some twat stamped on my head (not very nice when they're wearing a rugby boot). I didn't really notice until people started giving me really shocked looks- apparently my face was fairly similar to Sissy Spacek's at the end of Carrie (which is scary in itself- I never realised shedding that much blood turned you into a girl)

I ended up with a scar just above my right eye- about half a centimetre lower and I'd have a glass one like Gordon Brown does (he lost it in a game of rugby too you know). This is a piccy from about half a week after it happened...

Oh yeah, and I've got a permenant lump of scar tissue in my lip from the time when on an ill-fated skiing holiday in Austria I managed to clothesline myself on a fence- had to have all my front teeth put back in. It was the day before my fucking birthday as well! *bitter*


No apologies for my quite stupendous length...

Edit: Sodding filter! Just for the record, I did not scald myself trying to fuck a teapot disguised as a duck.
( Shrub Rocketeer is a twisted emotional husk, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 12:04, Reply)