Scars

[Guest Vern Gagne]

3 on the face

 

2 on the upper cheek bone on each side of the nose, and one on the corner of my right eye.

 

one was from my mom cutting me with the tip of the knife when I was little.

 

another was when I tripped and fell onto a baseball glove.

 

the third was caused by me running with a pencil, stumpling and stabbing myself.

[Guest MrRant]

Thank god you were smart enough not to run with scissors.

[Guest TheRockIsTheEuropeanChampion]

I bet he just hasn't told us about the scissors.

 

 

I have a little scar on my eyebrow. I fell off of a bunk bed when I was 8 and smacked my head against the sharp corner of a table. Bastard table...!

 

 

This will probably leave some kind of a scar... I got a bone bruise last April. On my tibia. Just like Paul Heyman. Except I got kicked by a jackass, not hit by a friggin' announcer's table. Either way. I still have a bump on my leg from that, and the skin looks strange.

 

When I first got it, my leg swelled up like crazy and I had to walk home. Then it became totally discoloured and sick as hell.

 

 

Oh, and there's this little hole in my leg now from a drill... That'll leave a mark.

[Guest HBK16]

I have one on my lower right arm 7 stitches, two on my upper left arm and one on my chest all from clumsy ol me falling and going through a mirror. The other ones were small and didnt require stitches but i still got scars from them.

[Guest Cancer Marney]

None. A few freckles across the bridge of the nose, but apart from that, flawless delicately tanned ivory all over.

 

<stretches in front of the mirror and sighs contentedly> Ah, perfection.

[Guest Incandenza]

It was early '83 in Chattanooga, Tennessee. I was a mere four years of age, and my parents had taken me and my sister to the local laundromat for the patronage of its facilities. In the center of the building was a small, roofless iron cage, meant to serve as a playpen for small children like me and my sibling. Well, my sister was stuck in there, but I was given free reign to run around the establishment. Anyway, not being a very bright boy, I had gotten it into my head to chase after my sister, whom wouldn't be running anywhere, given that she was in the iron playpen. So I ran towards her--with her staring at me as if I couldn't possibly be anymore stupid--and then lunged at her. To make an already embarassing situation even worse, I was close enough to the cage for my mouth to make direct contact with the iron bars. The last thing I remember before waking up in a hospital was vomiting into a sink after my mother told me to think of how much money I would be getting from the tooth fairy.

 

As far as scars go, I still have a tiny one inside my mouth from that incident, as the teeth that weren't knocked out upon impact ripped a huge gash in my at-the-time small tongue. Yep.

[Guest Kotzenjunge]

You were being klutzy before I was even born.

 

Fo sheez,

Kotzenjunge

[Guest MrRant]

I remember when I was like 9 and I was riding a skateboard sitting on it when my hand fell on the sidewalk and got scraped pretty deep. Know I have a scare running from the base of my pinky to the nail. I remember it looked like a river of blood going into a lake (that being the nail).

[Guest Incandenza]

I've been a dumbass long before you could even shit your Pampers, Kotz, and don't you forget it.

[Guest WukenBloodstar]

oooo goodie. My turn! I have a scar on my head between my eyebrows from getting a metal gate kicked in my face, pretty funny considering I had a crimson mask before I got help for it. A number of scars on my left forearm, ranging from near my wrist up towards my elbow. Two on my right knee, one above the knee cap is from where I tore my knee wide open and went to the hospital, the one below my knee(Slightly) is from ripping open my knee a second time. One scar on the bottom of my foot where I stepped on nail. Scar on my left hand, third finger where it got cut with a meat slicer.

 

(sighs) I sound really fucked up don't I?

[Guest evenflowDDT]

I fell in French class and split my chin open, so there's a scar there (or, at least it would be if I didn't have a beard covering it up).

 

I also have a scar on my left pointer finger now because I was cutting up some six-pack plastic and wasn't paying attention and sliced a really deep cut in my finger. It wouldn't stop bleeding... after about 5 minutes I just poured some alcohol on it and stuck a bandaid on it. Cleaning up that trail of blood I left behind was a lot of work tho... thank goodness I didn't get any on the carpet.

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

Let's see I have a scar on my shoulder where I was nicked by a bullet.

 

I have a scar on my leg from being stabbed.

 

My neighborhood ROCKS...or not.

[Guest Will Scarlet]

I have various scars on my fingers from cuts and scratches over the years that did not exactly heal properly.

[Guest Si82]

I've got a scar on omy forehead from were I spilt my head open. I've done that twice by the way. It was round my grandparents house and my Grandma was really worried what my mother would say about it.

 

I've got one on my chin were a friend of mine threw a piece of glass at my while pissed. I was great walking through toen with a blood stained sweater and everyone looking at my. Probably thinking I just killed somebody. Mind you nobody asked if I was OK.

 

I've also got one on my leg for when I dived on a piece of glass (by mistake) while trying to grab a pound coin a friend of my had dropped, while I was pissed. Not a good combination. She felt really guilty about. She helped my get to the hospital, with blood gushing down my leg and stayed with me while I was stiched up. I actually, laugh all the way through it.

[Guest MrRant]

Let's see I have a scar on my shoulder where I was nicked by a bullet.

 

I have a scar on my leg from being stabbed.

 

My neighborhood ROCKS...or not.

I though Canada didn't have violence. Or have the Un-American's been lying all this time?

[Guest bravesfan]

---At the age of 3, stumbling and falling onto a wooden flight of stairs fractured my nose. Tiny holes on each side of my nose from the stitches are still there, though not really noticeable.

 

--Last year, before our first high school basketball game of the season: I was frantically running towards the gym, as I had stayed behind with the asst. coach for a "psyche out", with only 5 minutes before the game began. The only stairwell to the entrance had been wet due to the weather earlier (it basically collected runoff), so obviously I ignore any cautious thinking and fly down this set of stairs. Halfway through it, my left heel catches the end of the upper step, throws me into a back-flip like manuever, while my left hand automatically attempts to stop this from happening. My entire body collapses on my raised left wrist (my fingers were facing INTO the step) slightly fracturing it because the metacarpal and a radial bone compacted into each other. We won the game w/o my doing, as I sat out the next 6 weeks of the season.

 

--Oh, and a scar on my left foot froom kicking a glass cup a couple of weeks ago. Do not ask me why...

[Guest J*ingus]

None. A few freckles across the bridge of the nose, but apart from that, flawless delicately tanned ivory all over.

::Jealously throws acid into Marney's face, Phantom Of The Opera-style.::

 

I've only got one worth mentioning, on my left index finger, from when I was nine and learned that while whittling a stick, you really need to be cutting away from your hand.

 

And good christ, CWM, what happened to you?!

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

Well the knife scar was from a fight in high school that took a bad turn.

 

The scar from the bullet happened because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.

 

I have other smaller scars but those are the cool ones.

[Guest bravesfan]

<---- Surprised that no one has yet to quote Mick Foley's painful joke on this topic.

[Guest Agent of Oblivion]

Just since someone mentioned that joke...No I don't smoke.

 

Wait, I do, a lot.

 

Anyway, back to the topic at hand, I don't really have too many visible scars, but I've got a couple crooked bones. my left index, middle, and ring fingers are all crooked, as is my nose, a few of my toes, and there's this whacky bony knob right below my right eye. it's not under the other eye, and it isn't really visible, but I can press my fingers roundabouts that area and it's pretty evident. The fingers, toes, and nose have all been broken several times.

 

Fingers-

1.Boxing

2.Punching a wall

3.Car door

4.Football

5.falling on them like a clumsy oaf

 

Nose-

1.Golf club

2.Punch

3.Punch

4.Punch (all from 3 different people, twice on purpose)

5.head BUTT (unintentional)

 

Toes-Get stubbed EVERY day. That's right, EVERY day, I stub my toes on something. They're crooked, so I'm sure they've been broken to some point once or twice at least.

 

Oddly enough, my only real visible scar I got when I was a wee lad, and mashed my lower lip on the corner of one of those big-ass old school TVs.

[Guest MaxPower27]

When I was about 8 years old, me and my cousin were playing kickball in the street. I kicked one right back at him, and ran my ass off to first base (the corner of the sidewalk). He threw the ball in a desperate attempt to corall my blinding speed. His throw was a little low, and ended up kicking my legs out in front of me. Seeing as how I was running, I went horizontal on the sidewalk. On my face. Ouch. Actually, no really visible scars, but you can see some if you look closely.

 

I have a small scar near the top of my head from getting hit with a hockey puck, while I wasn't wearing a helmet.

 

I was a pretty clumsy kid, hell I still am. I would just fall for no reason. I'd just be walking in school, and Boom I'm suddenly on the floor. Being clumsy sucks.

[Guest papacita]

4th Grade, I was racing at recess, fell and scraped a deep hole in the area between my nose and my lip. The scar's still there, but you can barely notice it.

[Guest bob_barron]

I have a small one on my back.

[Guest Insane Bump Machine]

some very small ones on my nose, fell down the stairs when I was a kid and landed on a plate head first.

 

a small one on my chin, jumped down a table and broke my chin on the edge of my bed when I was a kid.

 

a big one on my right knee, stumbled and fell into shattered glass on a festival 8 years ago.

[Guest cobainwasmurdered]

I'm winning the scar contest!

[Guest treble charged]

I have a permanently fat lip, from when I was very young (3 or 4) and I fell while trying to climb on a play structure. It's not as noticeable as it was a few years ago, but it's still there.

 

Also, I have a small one right underneath my right eyebrow, from when I was probably 2 or 3, staying at my grandparents house, and falling off of the chair and hitting my head on the TV tray I was eating off of.

 

That's about it for me.

[Guest cartman]

So I was 11 years old...riding my bike down this hil with my friend (a girl I liked). I thought I was Mr. Macho and decided I would show off in front of her. So going down this hill I started racing ahead pedaling as fast as I could...and I drove up onto a sidewalk so i could jump my bike when I hit a driveway bump. Well I got into the air and my front wheel decided to turn sideways and I landed that way...flipped over and somehow a screw stickin' out of part of my bike ripped a chunk of skin out lf the front of my leg just next to the shin bone. I didnt even notice it until th girl pointed and freaked out...Blood everywhere. So I called my grandmother from a Dunkin Donuts nearby and she drove me to the hospital. Kinda cool cause when they cleaned it out I could see all the tissue's in my leg and even my shin bone. Hurt like hell when they were stickin me with the novacane before they stiched it up...Pretty big scar

[Guest saturnmark4life]

i cut the corner off my thumb with a craft knife,

i have a scar on my neck that i believe was done crawling under a barbed wire fence whilst drunk

there might still be a little mark on my eyebrow cos platypusfool is a fag and uses his nails

i ran into some stairs (or maybe a cupboard) when i was like 2 so my nose is a bit larger than it was

there's more barbed wire scars on my fingers (that was a great night)

i believe that's all

[Guest TUS_02]

I got wailed in the check with the front swing and backswing of a golf club.... I was a little too close. But the scar is right there on the cheek... I fucking love it.

[Guest PuzzyBludPopzicle]

From my head down this is the best inventory I can come up with..

 

head:roughly 4 years old...running outside and went head long into an outside water tap...nice gusher

 

1st grade...running hallway and hit a large flag display pole with a large nail still sticking out of it. Awesome head wound just above my hairline that never got stitched up...another nice gusher

 

when I was 16 I had a large metal outdoor basketball backboard and rig come down on my head...ended up being an awesome 'blade' style gash below my hairline with a superb crimson mask and concussion.

 

FACE: 3 years old...broken nose running in the house and crashing into sofa

 

around 6 or 7 years ol....small scar below my eye from knife weilding asshole who was supposed to be babysitting me and my brother...he didnt get paid for his service

 

mouth...various head butts...punches...kicks etc...

 

chest, arms, legs...awesome crash into a briar patch of barbed wire when I was about 13 or so...some very nice scars remain...

 

left and right forearm...carved nearly all the skin off with a car key when I was still a little more than 'comically' insane...some marks still there...

 

and mysterious cigarette burn on my foot I got when I was a baby that nobody will explain to me...hmmm...Thats all I remember

 

yup...thats all...