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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Complicated Scar StoryI lived in a grotty, mouse ridden student house. I moved out of said house in somewhat of a state, after dodging the final rent payment as a way of recouping my non-returnable bond (we all do it, don't we?)
I then bumped into my landlord on the street who threatens to deck my boyfriend and tries to force me to get in his car. We leg it. Fast.
Then last week we saw his porsche driving up the main road. We leg it up a side street. It's wet, I have high heels and a clumsy nature. I fall. Not only do I manage to fall, I manage to fall in the middle of the road, my head hitting the kerb. Ow. Cue lots of blood and an impressive eyebrow-scar. You could see my skull. It was ace.
So basically I got my scar 'cos I'm a wimpy rent-dodger.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2005, 0:24, Reply)
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