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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Blue CrayonWhen I was about 10 I was bored at school. Idle thumbs and all that, I decided to get a compass (the drawing kind) and jab the 1 inch spike through the end of a blue crayon.
Well, as expected the crayon broke, the compass went straight into my thigh with crayon still on the end.
I'll try and get picks but 14 years later I can still see the blue bits of crayon in my thigh
(, Sat 5 Feb 2005, 18:26, Reply)
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