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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As a angsty teen I played guitar. During one session I sneezed hard and walloped my head against the guitar. Lot's of blood and confusion and a scar on my right eyebrow.
(, Sun 6 Feb 2005, 4:04, Reply)
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