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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ToolI once went to a "foam" party boasting the most asthmatic foam machine the the whole sordid history of foam machines. All it did was make the floor all slippy. I was pissed, I was crazy dancing, I fell over chin first onto an empty bottle of Becks I had just dropped. I bled copiously from my face, and the bar staff very nicely tried to put a plaster on it. I, however, being a bit of a tool and also (as previously mentioned) drunken slurred "I'm a medical student, I can do it my bastard self" and made a total hash of it. But I did look hard with all the blood mingled with foam running down my neck, and I have a nice meaty stubble scar to remind me what a tool I am every time I shave.
(, Tue 8 Feb 2005, 17:19, Reply)
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