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Me, I have a scar above my left eye from a crazy golf incident. I was on a holiday activity thing at the local park because my parents were working during the summer holidays and the highlight of my day was a free round of crazy golf on the course there. Well it was until the foolish small child who was standing behind me decided to see how far he could drive the ball. His ill-advised Nick Faldo impersonation (Tiger Woods wasn't famous then) resulted in him missing the ball and hitting me directly above the eye with the follow through. It didn't actually hurt too much but it bled like hell and needed stitches. And I am left with a white streak above my eye as a permanent reminder that crazy golf and young children do not make a great mix.
Do you have any scars you want to share? Then this is the place for you. Exorcise those demons of your past, it's cathartic...
Me, I have a scar above my left eye from a crazy golf incident. I was on a holiday activity thing at the local park because my parents were working during the summer holidays and the highlight of my day was a free round of crazy golf on the course there. Well it was until the foolish small child who was standing behind me decided to see how far he could drive the ball. His ill-advised Nick Faldo impersonation (Tiger Woods wasn't famous then) resulted in him missing the ball and hitting me directly above the eye with the follow through. It didn't actually hurt too much but it bled like hell and needed stitches. And I am left with a white streak above my eye as a permanent reminder that crazy golf and young children do not make a great mix.
Do you have any scars you want to share? Then this is the place for you. Exorcise those demons of your past, it's cathartic...
One just below my lower lip - you can't see it unless I stretch the skin there. I got that when I was a few years old. I was spinning around in the living room, and fell and landed on the corner of the music center.
One on the back of my left hand. It's kind of like a purple dot. I have no idea when it appeared, or how it got there. All I know it that it has been there for ages.
*Someone whispers in TomUKs ear*
Ahh.........
(Shooting stars is damn funny!)
I've got warscars of my own, two small bald patches where I twice cracked my head open. Once when I was a toddler, the other when I was around 9.
Like you I will have a scar above my eye, going through my eyebrow, for the rest of my life. I feel your pain.
*breaks down in tears*
Weird!
Well what happened was when I was about 5 I was in my uncle's garden running around and I was told to watch out for the rose bushes, well, as you can probably guess, I ran straight through one, leaving my face a bloody mess and a scar above my left eye.
I have 2 scars on my right knee and one on my lower leg, The main one on my knee is when I fell off my bike in shorts and I cut all the way down to the fat, I limped for 3 weeks.
The second is when I was also riding my bike, in the wet, and I came to a knee right wall, turned, slipped, and banging my knee right on the edge.
The one on my lower leg was done when I was on my bike (Damn bike :o) ) and my foot slipped and my leg hit the main gear thingy and left me with a nice 4 lined scar.
*Checks for more*
I have various scars on my hand due to fighting and soldering irons. I have a few on my shins from footy but thats about it. Just call my the scar man why don't you!
Not half as bad as any of yours, I know :0)
So its not just me...
*breaks down in tears again*
Now I push myself around in a little box, and I'll bite yer knees off.
And I've got a scar above my left eye. Yep, Vrans again.
> Well, I lost my first arm at the age of 2. The second arm and the left leg went
> in a duel with an enraged Polish chap calling himself Vrans. I was 3 at the
> time. My one remaining leg I donated to Children in Greed.
Now I push myself
> around in a little box, and I'll bite yer knees off.
And I've got a scar
> above my left eye. Yep, Vrans again...
...And the pixies nibbled your eyes out while you sleeping
What a strange coincidence about the left eye scar people. It must mean something... either we are destined to form some elite coven of left-eye scar people who will rule the world in secret and occasionally laugh at the general public by installing 'joke' presidents like George Bush and seeing how many peopele notice, or the left eye has an immensely powerful magnet behind it that irresistably draws metal objects into your face at specific moments.
And I thought I was the only one...