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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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There's the one I got working for a parcel delivery company loading and unloading lorries. It was such mind numbing work that I didn't even notice when I sliced my arm wide open on a broken metal support. I carried on working and when I loaded up my trolley and turned to exit a lorry, I noticed a trail of blood on the floor. I followed it with my gaze until it led to the enormous gash in my arm which is now a 3 inch scar.
Then there was the one I got for stupidity - I got literally blind drunk on xmas eve 1998. On the way home, I slipped over on the icy roads and landed face first. I have a vague recollection of picking myself up, touching my face and noticing my hand was then covered in blood. The next thing I remember, I woke up and had to literally peel the pillow off of my face where all the blood had congealed. I now have a large round, lumpy and very hideous scar below my nose so I have to have a goatee at all times to hide it.
And finally, I have a thin 3 inch scar across my forehead. I have absolutely no idea whatsoever how I got it. I should probably be worried that I have at some point sustained a head injury and cannot remember it at all.
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