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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when i was a lad......of about three or four, I was round my dear old grandmother's house. I had just been made a nice mug of tea, which I began to carry in both hands to the sitting room. So I get about five paces, lose my balance, fall forward onto cup with both hands. Cuts in both palms, trip to A&E for some lovely lovely stitches.
My friend has a scar on his arse from when he was attacked by a wild boar in Italy, but that's a different story.
(, Sat 5 Feb 2005, 12:13, Reply)
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