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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I’ve got two…1) After having a few beers we all went back to one of my mates houses whose got an outdoor Jacuzzi for a few more. The call of nature, well, called, and I decided to take a leak over the side. Slipped over, took a wine bottle with me which landed first and smashes, I landed on the remains of the bottle knee first. Cue a molestE flap of skin hanging from my knee, and a nice view of bone and gristle. Had to call the ambulance. 33 stitches and 3 days in hospital later I’ve got a nice big scar to remind me of my stupidity.
2) Trying to persuade a girl that I was "the real" satan whilst “tripping” in the local pub – stubbed a cigarette out on the back of my hand – didn’t hurt too much at the time….
(, Tue 8 Feb 2005, 17:03, Reply)
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