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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it was making a bid for freedom and surfaced. Obviously the little bastard kept popping and bleeding everywhere, so they had to cut it out. Bloody big scar they left me with too.
(, Wed 9 Feb 2005, 9:34, Reply)
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