
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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my sister normally slept in the top one, but this time we decided to swap so I rolled out of bed and smacked my head of the chest of drawers.
I got stiches for that one, a week or so later I wen to the hospital to get them taken out, later that day I was watching some builders at the bottome of the street, I walked up behind this bloke shovelling cement, I was just looking around not paying attention where I was going and then BAM smack on the back of the head with a shovel.
I got staples for that one and still have a small bare patch on the back of the head
this on my temple and this one through my eyebrow (boyzone stylee) I got whe I tripped and headbutted a moving car
this on my chin I got while chasing my cat on a skateboard, i hit the kerb and smacked into the pavement
this one below my eye I got one day we were going to the shop and i realised i had forgotten my glasses, i turned and ran back to the house I tripped and smacked my face of the big marbleish step
this patch on my arm with no freckles or hair and that red line down the middle, I have no idea where that came from
I've also got a large C cut into the top of my leg where the end of my bikes handlebar jammed into it, but I've only had it a month and it doesn't look like it will leave a car
I numerous scars on my knuckles, the earliest from when I had to remove a broken window pane and decided that my fist would be quickest, the most recent is from when I punched the radio because it played band aid 20 for the fiftieth time
I'm proud of my length, but you think I'd learn
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 12:42, Reply)
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