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(...that wasn't your fault) no this is not a Claims Direct ad. I was just wondering about the scars the people of these forums wear on their persons.
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...
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Horse riding.
Approaching a jump when i panicked and pulled back on the reins (ropes you hold) and pulled back the horse's head, the horse was too tight up and so couldnt jump the fence. He ended up running straight through the jump and tripping over. I landed on my head nearly breaking my neck and so did he. luckily i wanst under him. I got a big scar nest to my nose from a rogue piece of wood chippings. I was luck, i was told if i was an extra little bit deaper i wuld of needed stiches.... I was lucky..
Still got the scar there , ask DrDragon...
Approaching a jump when i panicked and pulled back on the reins (ropes you hold) and pulled back the horse's head, the horse was too tight up and so couldnt jump the fence. He ended up running straight through the jump and tripping over. I landed on my head nearly breaking my neck and so did he. luckily i wanst under him. I got a big scar nest to my nose from a rogue piece of wood chippings. I was luck, i was told if i was an extra little bit deaper i wuld of needed stiches.... I was lucky..
Still got the scar there , ask DrDragon...
I scar easily and have over 20 scars on my body. Godammit...
Where do I start? I'm accident prone and before the age of 7, I was in hospital 7 times. The worst one is without a doubt when I was around 6 years old and was being lifted up to see some pigs. Just as I was on top of this guys sholders, he damn well drops me and my head happens to land on a brick. Nice scar from that.
Another time is when my brother pushed me through my dads window. That left another scar on my arm.
Of course, I've had injuries to my eyes - both of them. The first one was when I was in year 2 and was rocking back on my chair. After being told to stop, I carried on, just like you do at that age. The chair then slipped back and my eye went straight into the side of some draws, resulting in another scar.
Then, a few months later, my brother threw the cat at me, giving me another scar in my other eye.
I've got loads of cuts over my legs from falling over so much, when I was younger and lots of cuts remaining with me, to this very day.
Another time is when my brother pushed me through my dads window. That left another scar on my arm.
Of course, I've had injuries to my eyes - both of them. The first one was when I was in year 2 and was rocking back on my chair. After being told to stop, I carried on, just like you do at that age. The chair then slipped back and my eye went straight into the side of some draws, resulting in another scar.
Then, a few months later, my brother threw the cat at me, giving me another scar in my other eye.
I've got loads of cuts over my legs from falling over so much, when I was younger and lots of cuts remaining with me, to this very day.
I got a huge scar on my second finger in on my left hand. Goes from the tip of my nail right up to my Knuckle. Apparently happened when I was 2-3 years old. I stuck my finger in a gas heater, and what do ya know?...It burnt my finger...All part of the learning process I guess...Sounds dodgy to me though...
Stryke wrote:
> 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...
> 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...
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.
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.
God, little did I know there are loads of left eye scar people (I just made that terminology up but its appropriate)out there...
So its not just me...
*breaks down in tears again*
So its not just me...
*breaks down in tears again*
It was the beginning of lunch time, I walk into the class room (we have an open school policy) and some w'nker throws a bottle at one of my friends. My friend ducked and the bottle scratched about 2cm across my face. It bled a little, but about 2 months on, the scratch is still there. It's faint, but visible.
Not half as bad as any of yours, I know :0)
Not half as bad as any of yours, I know :0)
Funnily, I to have a scar above my left eye!
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!
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!
I too have a scar above my left eye. Mine occured when I was a baby. I was trying to open a door when I slipped and banged my eye on one of those old style door bolts at the bottom of the door, thus nearly blinding me, staining the door red and frighteneing the bejesus out of my parents.
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*
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*
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