Scars with historyYou'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.
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chthonic, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 10:00)
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Buster kneecapI have an amusing little scar on my knee due to a tussle with a greenhouse I had when aged about 5-ish.
Exploring my grandparents' garden in search of hidden treasures I decided to enter the extremely dangerous-looking rotten wooden greenhouse. Cue the entire thing collapsing, leaving me standing in the doorway -still holding the door by its handle - where the frontage had collapsed around me like that scene in the Buster Keaton silent film. I was completely unharmed. That is until my mum came out to investigate the noise, saw the devastation and screamed. That made me jump, losing grip of the door handle and a pane of glass came free and sheared off the top of my left knee. Cheers mum.
People are always complaining about my length.
(, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 15:53, Reply)
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