Only a teeny tiny scar but a fine story i think
*mumble* years ago, getting caught between my rent boy boyfriend (i didn't know at the time, needless to say) and his pregnant ex girlfriend was a fine recipe for a fun filled Friday night in Wales. After successfully stopping him putting a cigarette out on her face, I went coccyx over chin and ended up face down in the road. My teenage cider habit meant i didn't feel too much pain, but when i went to the kebab shop over the road for some tissues to mop up the dampness on my face, i saw the gaping hole in my chin. Cue me screaming, "there's a fucking hole in my face" for what felt like hours.

The police took me away and the hospital gave me happy drugs and made it better, the kebab shop didn't want me back :(

I'd like to add i no longer live in Wales. nights like this were just too much for me.
( ancrenne doesn't eat anything that can play video games, Fri 4 Feb 2005, 16:32, closed)