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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On two separate occasions I've trodden on nails in planks of wood, because I never look where I'm going, giving me remarkably stigmata-like scars going through my feet.
I have a scar on the back of my ankle where I nearly severed the tendon after playing silly 'pick-up' games on a roundabout in a local park, falling off, and twisting my foot through 180degrees.
And the stupidest one is across the tip of my right index finger, caused by me, aged 15, washing up parts of a Moulinex Multi-chef, and then drying them, not even thinking that a razor-sharp blade might be somehow able to cut through a damp tea-towel...
(, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 16:54, Reply)
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