Oh yes, I remember one.. not me though
My nephew is a barrel of scars. He has more scars than he has fingers and toes, some examples being when a blackboard fell on top of him, when he shut the door on his face, when he fell out of a tree and onto a nail.. seriously, the nurses at A&E knew him by first name terms. Anyway about a year ago (when he would've been 11), there was one I personally enflicted. Not on purpose this is.. but just out of stupidity.

Picture the scene, he's really into beyblades (?) and thought it'd be interesting to add pencil sharpener blades on all four sides of the beyblade in order to create some sort of evil death spinner. We were messing about with it whilst eating some form of tortilla chips, when we decided it would be fun to spin the beyblade into the bag. Can you see where this is going? Well yeah, put short, he held the bag open whilst I spun the evil creation into the empty bag.

I'm not sure whether I missed, or whether it bounced out of the bag, or whether it sliced midway down; but either way I was faced with a screaming nephew and copious amounts of blood. Turned out the beyblade had cut from the back of his hand, across the flap of skin between his forefinger and his thumb, and onto his palm. Left a dirty great big scar.

Didn't stop us from doing it again.

Ten minutes later.
( Naive Amoeba Bored Cig, Sat 5 Feb 2005, 14:32, Reply)