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So when I was like two, I was chewing on a little die-cast toy car when my year-older brother ran by and grabbed it out of my mouth, slicing a pretty good line up the side of my right cheek, to about as high as the bridge of my nose and as far to the side as my backmost teeth. I like to tell people some crackhead mugged me and sliced my cheek open, but since it's the internet, I'll be candid.
When I was 8, I jumped off of the edge of our bathtub and drove a little metal L-bracket that was exposed on the side of the sink counter into my left knee. There's a pretty visible scar right on the kneecap.
What grotesque features force you to live in shadows and belfries?
NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
edited October 2007
none really, no visible scars or anything.
but i know this one guy who doesn't have a belly button, just a wicked scar. apparently his stomache was on the outside of his body or some shit when he was born, so they had to like stick it back in. it's pretty weird.
I've got a scar right in the middle of my upper lip from when a "friend" was towing me on his bike, decided it would be hilarious is he faked like he was going to crash, I put my bare foot (I was 8 and it's Florida) into the front spoke of the bike while trying to stabilize the bike. It flips, I get a massively busted lip for Christmas and a a patch of scar tissue on my left foot and a line on my upper lip.
I never had any operation done on me.
Come to think of it, I didn't even have a tooth pulled
I fell on my head as a kid and have two small scars from those falls which apparently were very close to being really dangerous, but that's all
NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
edited October 2007
oh wait, I had surgery on my big toe knuckle on my left foot.
was playing soccer in high school and me and another dude both went for the ball. he kicked my foot and crushed my knuckle into a bunch of pieces. i walked around like that for 2-3 weeks until my parents were like 'why you limpin, son?' and then i went and gotit x-rays and cut up.
There's this guy that works in the bank at the Student Union.
When I first saw him I thought he had the weirdest haircut.
It was all puffed up and had lines in it.
Then, as I looked closer, it was actually his head.
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NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
edited October 2007
i remember this carnie that had some sort of massive cyst ground out of his shin once. fucker was as big as a tennis ball. i've never played 'pop the balloons with a dart' ever again.
I dove for a nerf ball into a glass table when I was 3, have a nice scar on the forehead. Some kid also hit me in the back of the head with the claws of a hammer. I only remember crawling in pain back to my house and seeing a little green army guy in the grass, one in the crawling position. It was a little surreal.
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NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
I dove for a nerf ball into a glass table when I was 3, have a nice scar on the forehead. Some kid also hit me in the back of the head with the claws of a hammer. I only remember crawling in pain back to my house and seeing a little green army guy in the grass, one in the crawling position. It was a little surreal.
I like to tell people some crackhead mugged me and sliced my cheek open, but since it's the internet, I'll be candid.
Epic.
The only scars I have are on my right arm:
1. middle finger had an unfortunate encounter with a glue gun.
2. wrist, where a FUCKING FIREWORK EMBER floated down and singed my skin.
3. upper arm, after walking into my teacher and her scolding cup of coffee.
From this I can access the 'burn curse' as I call it, is moving UP my arm, and the next 'accident' will be on my face. Lovely.
I dove for a nerf ball into a glass table when I was 3, have a nice scar on the forehead. Some kid also hit me in the back of the head with the claws of a hammer. I only remember crawling in pain back to my house and seeing a little green army guy in the grass, one in the crawling position. It was a little surreal.
did you kick the shit out of that kid?
I actually never saw him again. He didnt live around there, I had seen him before and it was a completely unprovoked attack.
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TL DRNot at all confident in his reflexive opinions of thingsRegistered Userregular
edited October 2007
I was going to rattle off my scars, but they are uninteresting.
More interesting, is the story of my friend. See, he has respiratory heart failure or some shit, in-chest defibrillator, the whole nine.
When he was in like 7th grade, this kid was pestering him via text message. Basically, he was that guy who knew everyone was hanging out without him because he was an asshat, but was determined to track them down anyway.
This kid yells for my friend up the stairs, and when my friend shows his face, he gets blasted at close range with an entire fire-extinguisher. He went to the hospital that day.
DynagripBreak me a million heartsHoustonRegistered User, ClubPAregular
edited October 2007
PA is acting all jacked up for me.
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NogsCrap, crap, mega crap.Crap, crap, mega crap.Registered Userregular
edited October 2007
oh, here is another.
I was about 12 years old riding my bike with some friends. We were going down this pretty steep hill when this other group of kids on bikes came in behind us. One of the kids, who I had seen in school but enver talked to or knew his name, came up beside me and said "whats up nathan?!"
He then proceeded to reach over and grab my handlebars and move them back and forth. Needless to say this fucked me up pretty good and I had scars on both my arms, hip, and one knee for a good few years. I still have a bit of gravel on my right forearm along with some scars surrounding it.
But thats on my arm, and no one really notices it.
World as Mytha breezy way to annoy serious peopleRegistered Userregular
edited October 2007
I have a series of wicked scars on my right hand around my thumb -- one huge one from a big bike accident I was in when I was a kid, and three others from burning the shit out of myself on various ovens
I have a seven inch scar on my left elbow from when I snapped the head of my radius bone. Coincidentally I can now line up my palm with the back of my elbow.
And my friend has a mutant growing out of his chest as he fights for the Mars resistance.
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RankenphilePassersby were amazedby the unusually large amounts of blood.Registered User, ModeratorMod Emeritus
edited October 2007
one time I burned off my eyelashes and all the hair on one arm by manually igniting a blender full of lighters
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but i know this one guy who doesn't have a belly button, just a wicked scar. apparently his stomache was on the outside of his body or some shit when he was born, so they had to like stick it back in. it's pretty weird.
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Some people over in D&D think that's a disfigurement.
Well if you're a lady, yeah
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Come to think of it, I didn't even have a tooth pulled
I fell on my head as a kid and have two small scars from those falls which apparently were very close to being really dangerous, but that's all
The entire left side of the top of her skull was caved in. Like you could fit a melon slice there.
It was pretty ...especially since I was talking to her, and I had to not flip out and run off screaming.
I, uh, don't have any myself. I live too carefully. Should go out there and get some scars.
I did have this one from a turkey bite for like 10 years though.
..nope, can't think of anything.
was playing soccer in high school and me and another dude both went for the ball. he kicked my foot and crushed my knuckle into a bunch of pieces. i walked around like that for 2-3 weeks until my parents were like 'why you limpin, son?' and then i went and gotit x-rays and cut up.
but it's on my foot, so no one really notices.
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When I first saw him I thought he had the weirdest haircut.
It was all puffed up and had lines in it.
Then, as I looked closer, it was actually his head.
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Aliens scene, but your dick.
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did you kick the shit out of that kid?
The only scars I have are on my right arm:
1. middle finger had an unfortunate encounter with a glue gun.
2. wrist, where a FUCKING FIREWORK EMBER floated down and singed my skin.
3. upper arm, after walking into my teacher and her scolding cup of coffee.
From this I can access the 'burn curse' as I call it, is moving UP my arm, and the next 'accident' will be on my face. Lovely.
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I actually never saw him again. He didnt live around there, I had seen him before and it was a completely unprovoked attack.
More interesting, is the story of my friend. See, he has respiratory heart failure or some shit, in-chest defibrillator, the whole nine.
When he was in like 7th grade, this kid was pestering him via text message. Basically, he was that guy who knew everyone was hanging out without him because he was an asshat, but was determined to track them down anyway.
This kid yells for my friend up the stairs, and when my friend shows his face, he gets blasted at close range with an entire fire-extinguisher. He went to the hospital that day.
I have a flattened middle finger on my right hand from when I dropped a bowling ball on it when i was 3.
Have a inch long scar on my chin from when my brother dropped me on concrete steps as a baby
I have a fake front tooth after knocking the original tooth out when I tripped while running up bleachers.
Have a patch of scar tissue on my elbow from an accident with a makeshift luge.
I was about 12 years old riding my bike with some friends. We were going down this pretty steep hill when this other group of kids on bikes came in behind us. One of the kids, who I had seen in school but enver talked to or knew his name, came up beside me and said "whats up nathan?!"
He then proceeded to reach over and grab my handlebars and move them back and forth. Needless to say this fucked me up pretty good and I had scars on both my arms, hip, and one knee for a good few years. I still have a bit of gravel on my right forearm along with some scars surrounding it.
But thats on my arm, and no one really notices it.
what i'm saying is, i have a beautiful face.
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And my friend has a mutant growing out of his chest as he fights for the Mars resistance.
everyone can tell
Did it blend?
Is your real name Eileen?
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Ginger kid?
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i ain't no ginger
i dont know how that.. works.. but.. yeah.
scar on my left knee from a rock being embedded in it.
cat scratch from when i was 12 or so on my right forearm. i think i'll tell people i tried to committ suicide. ..with a cat.
oh and im blonde
thats a horrible disfigurement in itself
Whatever Rusty. I hope your secret satan gets you SPF 500 sun screen and flannel shirts for the holidays.
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