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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Good Thing I Didn't Swear on My Dad Cuz He'd Be Dead Right NowAm ironing on the floor.
For what reason I don't know, I think my roomate had absconded the ironing board.
I was smoking a cigar and was very very very drunk. Was also wearing shorts.
One of my friends comes into the room flailing wildly and doing his best Jim Carey impersonation. I get distracted, put the iron onto my leg instead of the pair of pants laid out on the floor.
Cue a nice iron-shaped scar (steam holes and everything) on my calf.
It's purty.
(, Mon 7 Feb 2005, 22:20, Reply)
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