What stupid/humourous reason do you have a scar? My 6 year old has a scar on his nose from where he cut it about 2 years ago on a loaf of bread. It was a particularly hard crust of a baguette that he had just dropped (so it broke) and decided to try and eat, but stabbed himself in the nose!
by BigBlueMountainStar
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I have a scar on my chin from when I was drunk and couldn’t wait to eat the pizza I pulled out of the oven, cheese pull slapped me on the chin giving me quite a bad burn
I genuinely have a scar from where a little me tried to use the toilet like a big boy & the toilet seat came down on the little me . Stupid or humorous 🤷🏻♂️
Baguette? Those things are way more deadly than Light-Sabre’s.
Sure, the french don’t get impaled but this England and we all know the French look down on our Warburton’s and Hovis pillows.
In answer to your question, my childhood friend scraped me with a Broom twig (Broom as in the plant). It wasn’t even that hard, just a fast swish.
Things that didn’t leave a scar: falling down stone steps; my BCG, slipping out of a conifer and scraping myself on (presumably, many of the proverbial ugly sticks) on the way down… and finally.. going down the stairs in toy boxes (sliding on a stairs lined with sleeping bags).
I have a scar on my foot. When I was 19, got home drunk and really wanted chips. As I was getting them out of the oven, the oven door started to close. I had something in my hands, so in my drinking stupor, I used my foot to push the oven door back down.
Sadly it was my bare foot and as I pulled it off the oven door, I left a good bit of skin behind.
It hurt like hell for days and I lost my appetite for the chips.
Paper cut.
When I was about 3 I was pretending to be a crab in our living room. Walked backwards (crab-like) into the corner of the sofa and cut the back of my head open. Touching that part of the back of my head feels really weird and I believe if you go digging through my hair you can find a little scar.
I have a scar on my forehead from when I was dressed as Camel no.2 during a nativity play at primary school.
I was so excited about my big acting break that I ran onto the stage, tripped up the stairs, head-butted the nativity stable set. I had blood pissing out everywhere and was sitting there dressed as a camel crying with blood all over my face.
I don’t know who found it more traumatic me or the crowd.
I tried my hand at making raclette using a lump of smart price cheddar and a blowtorch a plumber left behind.
I superheated one side of the cheese to roughly the surface temperature of the sun and as I was moving to lovingly layer it over the bowl of chips I had waiting on the counter to my left most of it slid off the cheese block and landed on the floor and my foot. Absolute agony.
I have a scar through my eyebrow thanks to a vicious assault by … some evil honeysuckle. It whipped back from the person in front pushing past it, and caught me right in the face.
We were playing a chasing game in a kids’ club in Butlins when I was maybe 9- one girl with long nails grabbed me and dug her thumbnail hard into my skin and I still have an inch-long scar from it to this day.
I have one across my face that goes through one eyebrow leaving it look like a fashion statement, and down my nose which like your lads isn’t really noticeable and it goes down my lip which means if I don’t shave for a while, I look like a reverse Hitler. All because I was taking a bin out and tripped over my cat because it was dark, and he’s a void 🤦🏻♂️😂
The one above my eye. I was playing hockey, in goal, causally after school with mates. No protection or any of that ‘nonsense’. I was in goal, went to kick the ball away that had just been fired at me and flicked it up into my face. So, er, yeah, nonsense can be handy.
It took me a long time to live that one down though.
The main one was ‘You been flicking the bean again OP?’
I have a blue pencil lead in my knee where my sister stabbed me when we were very small.
I also have scars on the palms of my hands because I was riding my other sister’s new scooter, hit a stone and went flying. I had been expressly told not to ride the scooter, I can’t remember why, but definitely should not have been riding it at all.
Across my lip…although thankfully very faint.
My brother threw a plastic boomerang at me from across the garden when we were little. It was the type with three thin wings sticking out and it had been left in the garden so the wings were weathered and sharp.
He shouted “look out”…I looked up at him, it hit me square in the face.
Used to do historical re-enactment. Was at the Battle of Hastings on the Norman side, fighting huge Irishmen who were with the Saxons. I was blocking blows left right and centre from massive axes until I felt blood coming down from the side of my face.
Turns out I’d been smacked in the side of the head by someone on my own side who was using a spear. As they drew it back to attack they hit me…..
I have a scar on my forehead because someone hit me over the head with a garden gnome.
When I was little i put an unopened tin of spaghetti on a fire in the woods to watch it explode from the pressure. It didn’t explode so I went up close to poke it with a stick. It exploded and a piece of boiling hot spaghetti landed on my temple and and let a burn scar.
I have two scars. Both stupid. First one is under my left arm where I slipped and fell when climbing through a hole in a playground fence aged around 5yo. It pierced my arm and I was given a few stitches.
My second scar is from playing a game called Driver with my brother when I was aged around 8yo. The details aren’t all there but I remember him bullying me. I ran off angrily to punch our bedroom window. My hand split open yet the window was fine.
I have a scar on my forehead that comes from a boy in primary school lobbing a foreign coin down the playing field that just so happened to hit me square in between the eyes.
I also have a scar on my knee from where I crashed my bike after admiring how tanned my legs were looking 🤦🏼♀️
I have a scar on my forehead, about 4-5 I was playing with my dad, chasing him around, he was stood next to or near a wall and then moved out of the way as I ran towards him, running straight into a nail in the wall, apparently I wouldnt stop crying so they suspected a serious head injury. and I remember exactly why, I was petrified of the xray machine.
other scars, I have one across my foot where my own dog tried to take a chunk out of me
I have a scar across my nose where I got hit in the face by a “snipe canoe”. My other half had it on the roof-rack n the car up on the kerb. I wasn’t looking where I was going n walked straight into it. Broke my nose and had 2 black eyes for about a week or so. Nobody would believe me when I told them how I did it. Think they all thought he’d given me a hiding or summat. 🙄🤣
I have a scar on my chinny chin chin, I was 18 months old or so in pusher my mum said my sister couldn’t have any sweets, so she tipped me up and ran home lol
I have a scar on my left arse cheek. Every woman whose seen me naked has asked about it. I got it from a [Sylvanian Families Canal Boat](https://sylvanianfamilies.co.uk/products/river-canal-boat). Now an important thing to understand is that you could remove the roof from this thing to access the rooms inside the boat.
When I was about 6 I was playing in my sister’s room, she had our a chair on top on her bedside table and I climbed up onto it. Once I stood up on the chair she kicked it off the table, resulting in me flying through the air and landing arse first on her Sylvanian cAnal Boat, which had it’s roof removed. On of the walls of said boat ripped through my pajamas and about an inch deep into my buttock, resulting in a lot of tears, a lot of blood and a scar that lasts to this day.
I have a scar from very carelessly zipping up my flys! .. a mistake a man only makes once 😂
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At yeast he’s ok
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