Scars with history
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)
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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I've got some scars in the making!!
Last Wednesday night me and my mates went out on the raz and got absolutely wankered. After stumbling home we decided to have a bit of fun by seeing what happened when you put different things in the microwave. First came the tin foil (creates lovely fireyness), then the egg (explodes and makes a mess), and so we moved onto vegetables. I picked up a whole cucumber at one end with my left hand, and a dirty big knife with my right hand. With the intention to chop the green thing in half in mid-air, ninja styles, I swung the knife back and brought it thundering down. Strangely enough my mate screamed first, as initially I didn't notice i'd chopped down to the bone of my left thumb and pointy finger. I thought it was hilarious though and proceded to run around shouting "Look what i've done!!", like an excited child. Swift trip to hospital later and I'm still waiting for it to heal, with a distinct possibility of nerve damage to my thumb. At least it wasn't my wanking hand. Hope I can impress the ladies with whatever mark gets left behind.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 18:31, Reply)
Last Wednesday night me and my mates went out on the raz and got absolutely wankered. After stumbling home we decided to have a bit of fun by seeing what happened when you put different things in the microwave. First came the tin foil (creates lovely fireyness), then the egg (explodes and makes a mess), and so we moved onto vegetables. I picked up a whole cucumber at one end with my left hand, and a dirty big knife with my right hand. With the intention to chop the green thing in half in mid-air, ninja styles, I swung the knife back and brought it thundering down. Strangely enough my mate screamed first, as initially I didn't notice i'd chopped down to the bone of my left thumb and pointy finger. I thought it was hilarious though and proceded to run around shouting "Look what i've done!!", like an excited child. Swift trip to hospital later and I'm still waiting for it to heal, with a distinct possibility of nerve damage to my thumb. At least it wasn't my wanking hand. Hope I can impress the ladies with whatever mark gets left behind.
( , Fri 4 Feb 2005, 18:31, Reply)
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