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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Man whore loses earI fell off a bicycle in Brighton after a weekend of drinking, and the bottom of my ear came off.
I cycled to the hospital to have it sewn back on, which the lovely Doctor did very well but she accidentally stuck the needle in her hand, which they hate apparantly. She asked me my job and I said I was a high class male prostitute. The Doctor flipped out saying I could have given her the AIDS, and I told her I was only joking, that I worked in an office.
She got her revenge though - when I returned 2 weeks later to have my stitches out the nurse read my medical records and asked sympathetically "so how long have you been working the streets?". Those records are with me for life.
To cap it off my bike was nicked from outside casualty.
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browser still relating boring anecdotes into a void on, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 16:14,
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