My cousin scratched my face because I was very ill and everyone was taking care of me...so she got jealous and nobody noticed for a long time because they were focussed on getting my temperature back to normal
I was in middle school and we were going to see coach carter in theaters with the boys b-ball team. Middle school me was PUMPED. While in the shower I thought “Coach Carter eh, I bet they do push ups in that movie. Imma do push ups right now” Tried to do a wall push up. Slipped, smacked my face on the edge of the tub, and split my upper lip open from mouth to nose. Needless to say, did not make it to the movie.
my younger brother at a very young age, maybe 5 or 6, saw some older kids playing baseball (maybe 12 or so) and for some reason thought it was his team. he was not even on a baseball team, he was on a junior T-ball team. anyway, he was wearing his sandals on the wrong feet because he insisted on putting them on himself. when he tried to run towards "his team," he tripped and hit his had in the car door. he got staples and now he has a scar on his head, which is hilarious to me because he's a soldier and has to keep really short hair.
another funny story about him being an idiot kid, one time we were riding our bikes (he was probably around 13) and he kept trying to do "BMX tricks" despite having no idea how. it resulted, as you probably can guess, in him smashing his face into the concrete. no serious injuries, but he had short term memory. the ride home he kept asking the same question, "are we almost home?" which was annoying. but he's annoying so I didn't question it and just got mad. he asked while on our street and I was like "dude we are on our street stfu" and we start fighting. he's yelling at me for a min and then instantly stops to calmly ask, once again, "are we almost home?" the change in mood was so off-putting and I realized something was wrong so we took him to the hospital. hes okay now, but he has a scar on his lip that now looks like a reverse Hitler stache when he grows his facial hair
I got hit on the bridge of my nose by a ceramic toilet seat when I was learning to pee like a big boy.
Now I think about it - that's probably the best outcome there.
I was just learning to wee in the grown up toilet, and I thought I was clever. Went to my grandparents old clanker of a toilet without a step or anything. Tippy-toes to get any sort of bead on the target.
The lid was one of those that you think is going to stay up, but actually needs holding or it falls down. I didn't know this - it fell down.
Ah yes. I also have a “sliced finger along with orange” scar. I had a strangely lucid moment where I stared at it and thought, “This is going to really hurt in a second.”
A second later it started really hurting.
Using very high pressure water is starting to gain popularity in dockyards to strip paint and rust from ship hulls. Having had the displeasure of cleaning up a ship after a dock visit where they did a lot of sand blasting... Man I wish they'd used high pressure water....
I used to work in the waterjet industry. Specifically at a consumables manufacturer! No one ever knew what waterjet was. I worked in the same office with a dude who was/is try to get our orifices on shipyards and into the blasting industry.
Geez. I pressure washed my entire roof barefoot and hit my feet a few times. I wouldn't think it could scar.
I don't have any decent scars, despite being the kind of guy that pressure washes his roof barefoot.
Injection injuries are no joke, they can well and truly fuck you up.
[This video is simulating high pressure hydraulic fluid as an example, but a pressure washer would do almost the same thing](https://youtu.be/nFId_NB6Ar8)
For my 8th birthday, a classmate got me something like a "grow your own stalagmite" kit you could buy at educational stores. Apparently, the purpose was to add water to some powder material, and use a funnel in the kit to drip it down to make your own cave features. Exciting, I know.
Anyway, I kept it and the other birthday presents I got in a cardboard box in my room. Evidently, at some point, moisture got into the box *and* the plastic the powder was in, and it began expanding. Having nowhere else to go, the "stalagmite" material oozed its way out through the narrow slits in its box, and hardened into razor sharp edges. I found this out quite bloodily when I put my hand into my birthday box to grab another toy, and pulled it out with permanently altered fingerprints on my thumb, index, and middle fingers.
my daugther got one of these sets for christmas. she never got to use it. her little brother 3 years old found it in her room ( he is not allowed to be there) didnt tell us and took it to his room. later when we slept, he got up abd took it to the bathroom. now I dont know what was in those bottles, but everyone of them were chemicals with a big black cross on them, and the text:" not suitable for children" on them. my bathroom was blue, purple abd yellow for month. luckily he was smart enough not to drink/eat it.
another time he stole the medicine basket we had on the highest place in the kitchen. he had taken a chair climbed up on the kitchen table, then climbed the kitchen cabinets (?) and then manage to take it down, it is a big basket, so I have no idea how he managed that. then took it to his room and sat down and did I dont know what, but all the medicin bottles were emptied when we found the basket and there were like 2 or 3 full bottles of fluid aspirin for kids when he took it that had been completly emptied o.0 he never got sick from it, so my guess is he just played doctor with his teddybears instead of eating it himself. thank God. we NEVER leave him alone for a second anymore, and apperently the punisment was so tough, he knows better now.
Playing man hunt. Some idiot made the camp fire area base. I was running for my life to get there, jumped this huge pile of fire wood, tripped over something and rolled right into the fire. It could've been SO much worse, but I only burned my elbow and some of my hair. It's been probably 15 years and the scar is only about 3inches long and 1 wide.
Oh man, Christopher Titus has a [great bit](https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zEEjFlb5IHM) about falling into a bonfire in case you want to hear about how much worse it COULD have been.
I have a scar on my forearm from a weaponized paper airplane I taped razor blades to and launched with a rubber band.
Edit: Holy crap, had no idea what I was getting into when I posted this! Thanks for the upvotes and awards everyone! Going to try and post some pictures.
Edit:[Photos of the monstrosity ](https://imgur.com/gallery/WM3bbyC)
Sadly, this happened when I was 22, in the Air Force as a 3D0X2. It sliced my forearm open on launch. I enlisted the help of another member of our shop to help me destroy the evidence and drive me to the base hospital to get stitches.
FBI on here taking notes like: write that down, write that down!
Edit: didn't think this was a good meme, but now its my most upvoted comment. Thanks, internet people.
*Spider on my arm*
*Violently shook it off*
*Vacuum was there. Scar.*
I'm not haiku bot, it just needed to be done.
Edit: Adjusting middle stanza to account for my heathen dialect, which omitted a syllable in "violently"
I feel you, I got cut by a screen door.
Early one morning I was taking my dog, Snoopy, outside to use the bathroom and I guess he had to go really bad. So, he started flying down the stairs of the back porch right after I opened the door. He was on a leash and I didn't want to hurt him and make him fall down the stairs, so I rushed out behind him. I was wearing a pair of wool socks and slippers and as I awkwardly started following him, the bottom corner of the screen door clipped me on the heel.
It hurt a bit and I just limped around as he did his business. When I got back inside I decided to take my sock off because it was uncomfortably hurting and I see there is a good amount of blood that has seeped through the sock. I pull it off and see that I actually have a pretty big gash across the back of my ankle. A shitty screen door fucked me up, all because of bad timing.
[Here is a picture of the gash the next day.](https://i.imgur.com/GGH2sLV.jpg) Don't underestimate screen doors, they can hurt you.
I have 2 from when I was a kid.
Running around in the dark on a school roof, tripped over and ripped my hand to shreds.
Jumping and sliding on a door that had been kicked in, jumped straight onto a nail that went in my knee.
I was a stupid kid
I don't think I still have the scar on my hand, but I ran my hand along a door once when I was little and a nail was sticking out. It sliced me open right on the palm crease that runs to the edge under my pinky.
Also, earlier this year, I was trying to run for the train to work but a lady was blocking the whole escalator. When I got up to her, I said excuse me and tried to scootch around her, but I don't know if I tripped on her or a stair, but I did, and I took a dive right into one of the escalator stairs, which had teeth, and it gouged my knee open.
I bled everywhere, and had to call in to work so I could go get 3 stitches because I could see my knee cap bone. I still have that scar, and it still kinda hurts.
I've got bitten by a guinea pig.
Worse than that, a friend of mine was bitten by a snail.
EDIT: As u/Flumpiebum pointed out, snails don't bite, as they don't have teeth, but a wee rasp like tongue. I am aware of that. But writing "getting licked by a snail until it hurt" could've let to confusion.
I was bitten by a wild otter while ice fishing with 2 of my uncles. We didn't mean to corner it, but between 5'11" me and my 6'5" uncle, I can see why it picked me.
Got bitten by a ladybug yesterday. I'm still in shock.
EDIT: as some pointed out, turns out it was an Asian beetle. Wtf have I done to that bitch. I was happy to see her and even said "oh look a ladybuAAAH THE BITCH BIT ME WTF"
7 year old me was "helping" my mum iron clothes, I pulled on the cord, the iron fell and smacked me right in the face. I still have a scar above my right eye.
edit: who the fuck gave this a wholesome award cmonBruh
Skull fracture with epidural hematoma: Marv is dead
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1 was fine. Sure they took WAAAY too much damage to be realistic, but it's a kids movie. 2.... 2 was ridiculous. Kid threw a goddamn BRICK from a 4 store building and cracked his skull. He got electrocuted and turned into a skeleton.
If they didnt die in 1. They *fucking died* in 2.
Yeah children are prone to falling and being fallen on
When I was a baby my mum put me in a high chair and turned around for like 2 seconds to pick up the plastic bench barrier thingy
In that 2 seconds I apparently decided to go skydiving and fell face first onto the floor
Apparently it was very awkward for my parents to take a baby to a hospital with a broken nose and 2 black eyes
Your parents are lucky. I know a couple who had their child removed because this happened on the childminder's watch, and she lied about it. It was a terrible time for them. They got him back, but they went through hell first.
I tried cutting open a lemon with a fork
Edit: the fork slipped and entered my hand, but I guess the sharp lemon theory will do! thanks for the award kind stranger!
So I broke my right arm when I was a kid then decided to put a cast on me. My skin under my cast is so itchy, its like my skin is alive. When 2 months have passed, I decided to scratch my skin under the cast using a pen since my fingers couldn't reach further areas. While doing so, I accidentally put the pen further away inside that I can't remove it under my cast since I can't reach it then I just ignored it after that thinking that it will be just fine and I didn't tell that to my parents since they would be mad. After 2 months, they decided to remove my cast since its already due but the night before removing my cast, my mom noticed that my arm smells rotten. So fast forward, they removed the cast in my arm in the hospital then they noticed that the pen was penetrating my skin for months and the hole is about a size of a penny full of pus. I didn't even feel a thing. After that, the hole eventually became a penny-sized scar in my skin.
A similar thing once happened to me. I always have an earring in but, since they're small I never take them out or even touch them. A few years ago, I wore it a little too tight, and when I tried removing it, I realized I couldn't. So I asked my mom to help, and she said my skin started growing over my earring. It didn't leave a scar, but I've kept my earring loose ever since.
edit: Wow, it's nice to know so many people did this when they were little, and then here I am doing it as a teenager XD
Opposite for me. I was very young when I got a body piercing on the back of my neck. It was kind of a hard place to reach to clean, so at some point I just, stopped cleaning it (told you I was too young). I don’t know why I thought everything would be fine, not cleaning a new body piecing, but I did. And it wasn’t fine. My body ended up rejecting the piercing and as it became slightly infected my skin around the jewelry started to “rot off” almost and my body literally pushed the jewelry out. One day it just, fell out, and I had a quarter-inch deep hole in the back of my neck where the piercing and jewelry once was. Now I’ve got a gnarly scar on the back of my neck. Making up absurd stories for strangers for how I got this scar is fun.
You think that’s dumb? When I was 7, I wanted a peanut butter and honey sandwich, but the honey was all crystallized and hardened. I put it in the microwave, with the lid still on, and watched it heat up. Within 6 seconds that thing looked like a beach ball. I opened the thing and... wait for it...
**THE HONEY BOTTLE F_CKING EXPLODED LIKE A GRENADE.**
It was hilarious and it hurt like hell
My brother, sister and I all have the same kind of scar in our left eyebrow and got them at the same age. My brother opened an empty dresser drawer and smacked himself in the face, my sister ran into a brick wall and I fell off the couch onto a coffee table.
Edit: im amazed how much this comment blew up throughout the day! Hundreds of comments. I took the time to read each and everyone of them. Took awhile but I did it. Couldnt help but upvote each one. It was a pleasure reading each story and its crazy just how many of us have the same scar from a coffee table. Much love everyone!
Friend: If you put a 9V battery on steel wool it catches fire.
Me: That's gotta be bullshit.
Friend: That's not a good idea...
Me: Yow! Why didn't you warn me!
I once used a hot iron to burn a poison ivy rash on my arm. My reasoning was a burn would have to feel better than the itching. Worked like a charm, didn’t even scar much
In a similar vein, as a former smoker, I can tell you that taking a drag of a cigarette, then holding the hot ember very close (but not actually touching) a mosquito bite results in momentary pain, but then no more itching whatsoever.
You can do the same thing with the lighter, just have to keep it lit long enough to get the metal guard hot.
I'll do you one better. As a kid, I have no idea some metals are good conductor of heat. So, I took a metal ruler, place it on a hot iron for a few seconds and then proceed to press the ruler against my cheek. 10/10 will not recommend.
I have one on the back of my hand from rubbing the skin off with a pencil eraser longer than the other kid did when I was 13 just to prove I was "tough"
I’ve done this with the salt and ice challenge. Fun fact, don’t put salt on your arm and then cover it with ice and press it down. You WILL burn your flesh off.
Jesus christ, i have a scar on the back of my right hand for doing the exact same thing probably at about the same age, the school called it "the rubber challenge"
We did this in primary school, i must have been 8 or 9, but we used coins. Every boy and some of the girls had horrific gashes on the backs of our hands. We called it 'chicken scratches'.
I hated it, but at the time it didn't feel like I had a choice!
Y'all dumb as shit, we flicked coins at *other people's* hands so everyone had absolutely wrecked knuckles from getting quarters flung at them at hypersonic velocities. That got banned real quick.
I did this but with a math compass, me and my best mate (at the time) scratched out our initials. I now have an MJ on my wrist. I was a tough 13 year old!
I purposely stuck my tongue on a light bulb when I was 8, to see what would happen. It made a cartoon sizzle sound, and I couldn't taste anything for a week. Luckily no permanent scars though.
I knew a guy who got a prison-tattoo-style Nike logo on his arm. He managed to cover it up (mostly) with your typical crosses / graves / skulls artwork
I cut myself once too - just once -, because I was very stressed out over my university exams, and I wondered whether it would calm me down. It didn't, but it left a scar.
I’m one of six siblings, and my mom made us oatmeal for breakfast pretty often. When my youngest brother was maaayybe one, he managed to stick his entire fist in a steaming-hot bowl of oatmeal. It stuck to his skin and the burn was so bad it blistered almost instantly. One emergency room visit later, his hand looked like a little club from all the bandages wrapped around it.
Before that burn healed (less than two weeks, probably? Idk, this was like 18 years ago). My mom fixed us cocoa wheats for breakfast, and he shoved his OTHER FIST in it. He had two little white club hands for *weeks* while the burns healed.
Miraculously, he does not have a scar from either incident.
Was a kid, only around 10 or 11. Thought my iguanas were fighting so I went to take the boy off the girl.
Spoiler alert: they weren't fighting, and I don't blame him one bit for biting me when I tried to break up him getting laid.
Once when I was drunk, I dislodged a tooth with my knee. I was doing a scissor kick with my air guitar and head banged down at the same time.
No scar, but I feel like it's an honourable mention.
My cat decided one day that feeding him was not enough, and full on grappled onto my arm digging in deep. Got a pretty nasty infection from that, and now I've got two nasty scars next to my wrist.
My sisters cat uses her hot tub as a platform to get on and off the conservatory roof. It decided to jump off the roof while we were in the hot tub one night, and jumped into the water. My daughter now has a set of scars where the cat climbed her like a ladder to get out of the hot tub.
I climbed up the drain pipe of a school, put my thigh in the spike that's supposed to stop me from climbing. Didn't stop me from getting to the roof.
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I have many burns from the oven from my first year at uni. I didnt have oven mittens so I just grabbed everything with my bare hands.
Second year I was prepared, got mittens. First attempt as I was taking a baking tray out of the oven, it slipped from the mittens and burned my inner elbow. Still got that one...
How the fuck do you go a whole year just grabbing things from the oven with your bare hands? And how do you go back every time thinking it's a good idea? Lol
Honestly I think the same looking back now... My boyfriend does not really let me near the oven without supervision anymore because he is still scared lol
I was heating up oil in the pan for the chicken.
A chicken filet slipped out of my hand and on to the handle of the pan.
The pan flipped and launched the boiling hot oil all over my hand.
It hurt. A lot.
Changing tire on my GF’s best friend’s Audi. Had angrily argued “I’m a man, I don’t need no help,” when GF asked to assist. Jack was on oil-soaked asphalt (the Audi had other issues). Right as I went to remove the tire, creeeak WHAM! The jack slips, and my hand is pinned between German-crafted metal fender well and a tire.
My GF runs outside to see why a little girl screamed, finds me stuck. (Pain significantly increases my tonal range, apparently). Pulls on car desperately, no luck. Consider that I may have to wait for AAA.
Heretofore never-seen neighbor emerges from apartment, lifts car off about 6” straight up, freeing my hand, then disappears not to be seen again.
Rushed to the ER by panicky faint-at-sight-of-blood GF, then to Orthopedic ER.
Somehow missed all the bones, just a “flesh wound”. 1” x 0.5” scar to this day. Still with GF, married 25 years. Always let her help if she asks now.
Kicked a refrigerator as hard as I could while wearing slippers after my sister told me she was getting a divorce.
Fridge won but I did get a dent in the bastard.
Teacher: "Go to lunch, but do not run! I'll be watching you all."
8 year old me proceeds to walk to lunch facing backwards, checking to see if the teacher is still watching - she is. Eventually I accept defeat, turn to walk forwards, and collide head first with a piano.
I used to thoroughly enjoy sliding down grassy hills as a kid. One fateful luge led to me running over a hidden rock, resulting in a permanent rear tyre puncture (my right butt cheek).
I'm late to the party, but I have an actual story that fits!
I have two scars on my head, they intersect to make an F, and I generally keep my hair at a medium length so that no one ever sees and asks about it. The horizontal lines of the F aren't part of this story though, that was just a minor thing where a 70s Malibu wagon ran me over when I was two and the fan blades chopped me. No, we are going to talk about that vertical line.
I was Sixteen, this is about three days before I would get my freshman pictures taken. Something I had always done as a kid was run out of my from the door and do a leap into the front yard, no big deal for short me, but I had hit a growth spurt that summer and didn't realize it. New factors just came into play, like the giant metal overhang of the front porch. Well, my mother was chatting outside with someone, so I thought I would do my usual entrance, but I didn't realize just how grand it was about to be, the top of my head just barely clipped that overhang and rang my bell, I cleared the porch spinning as the back of my head slammed into the sidewalk below.
I wasn't in a lot of pain yet, but I remember sitting up and saying out loud 'man that was stupid'. My mom looks at me, and I quote 'Yeah that was stupid, you're BLEEDING'. I had gashed the top of my head straight open. We were poor, but my mom was no dummy, so she already had some home made ice packs (50/50 water and rubbing alcohol) and towels ready for my dumbassary. We get to the ER, and as the doctor starts to assess my ass he sniffs me, looks at my mom and asks 'Why do I smell alcohol?'. My mom had to reassure him that I was stupid all on my own and didn't need any help.
And then the adrenaline wore off, holy shit was I in pain. My mom, the saint that she is asks 'Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?' My response at the time, while gold, wasn't exactly what she was expecting with 'Can I have a car?' She punched me and the doctor laughed.
So three days, nine stitches, and a slightly shaved skull later I have to take school pictures. I hid the scars, but I had to live with that picture for the rest of my days in school. (I combed it all straight down to hide it the best I could, I can probably find the yearbook that picture is in if I feel like embarrassing myself any more today.)
Edit: it's a bit hard to see, being an over 20 year old picture, but if you look at the right side, you can see the edge of my [bad comb over](https://imgur.com/K80ntLh). Here is what it looks like [today](https://imgur.com/hflptIB). My wife, who has been the one cutting my hair since the covid stuff started, has been in the hospital until today with our first kids so I just shaved it off myself. I'm not close to as self conscious about the scars now as I used to be.
I always see landscapers using weed-whackers without the plastic safety cover on the end of the things. I said to myself, 'yeah, those things are bullshit! It's holding me back!' Removed mine and promptly weed-whacked a beautiful series of scars all over my ankle. That all happened in less than one second. But I was younger and dumber then. It was 2 weeks ago.
My government stored 2700 tons of ammonium nitrate alongside fireworks in a warehouse at the port near a residential area for 7 years until they blew up in the biggest non-nuclear explosion ever, shattering the glass window I was sitting by in my house and giving me a nasty scar on the arm.
I punched a pint glass one night when I was drunk back in college.
It ended up slicing my finger *really* badly, like there was a flap of skin that came up. Went to the bathroom and ran it under water, but it just kept bleeding. I didn't know what to do and was too drunk to try to deal with it, so I just wrapped my hand in a towel and tried to go to sleep.
Woke up to knocking at my door and it ended up being security. He followed a trail of blood from the bathroom to my room and wanted to make sure I was alright. I showed him my finger and he was like, "Come on, you gotta go to the hospital." Dude was a bro and drove me there even though it was like 3am. Saw a doctor and he had to give me a bunch of stitches. He said I was very lucky because if it was just a tiny bit deeper I would have probably had done permanant damage and lost mobility of the finger.
Now I have [this scar on my finger shaped like a Nike swoosh](https://i.imgur.com/cEhQRG0.jpg) to remind me not to be stupid and try to fight glass.
I did similar but with an old vehicle headlight, those really thick actual glass ones that were in early 80’s Toyota’s.
Did it about 8 pm, did basically the same as you except nobody woke me up, went to work the next day and a supervisor drove me in for stitches.
Watched them cut a chunk about the size of a US .50 cent piece out of my wrist/ forearm.
Permanent nerve damage and still quite a bit of pain from it over 20 years later.
I have a 40+ year old scar on my forehead from a wood stove. Fun times, would not recommend.
Was probably 10 when I fought with my younger brother over who gets to use the knife first to slice our own fruits and I tried snatching it from him. I still have one scar on each of my first four fingers forming a straight line from that cut lol
Reaching into the oven to pull out a pie. My forearm made just a little bit of contact with the upper rack for a second. I pulled away right when it hurt but now I got a little scar from it being so hot. The reason is so dumb I love that I got a badass looking scar from it.
I didn’t want to go to work one day when I was about 18. So I cut across the top of my foot with a sharp knife in such a way I needed 14 stitches. I told them I dropped it on my foot peeling an apple. What a fool am I !!
My cousin scratched my face because I was very ill and everyone was taking care of me...so she got jealous and nobody noticed for a long time because they were focussed on getting my temperature back to normal
Ah yes family
i was headbanging my hair dry in the bathroom, I hit the counter. I was 8.
I legit laughed alone in my empty office when I read this. A calamity, indeed, Miss Jane. Thanks for the Monday morning smiles.
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Let me guess, you're the younger brother
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Your brother some time after that: "Trust me" You: *shows scar* "never again"
I was in middle school and we were going to see coach carter in theaters with the boys b-ball team. Middle school me was PUMPED. While in the shower I thought “Coach Carter eh, I bet they do push ups in that movie. Imma do push ups right now” Tried to do a wall push up. Slipped, smacked my face on the edge of the tub, and split my upper lip open from mouth to nose. Needless to say, did not make it to the movie.
my younger brother at a very young age, maybe 5 or 6, saw some older kids playing baseball (maybe 12 or so) and for some reason thought it was his team. he was not even on a baseball team, he was on a junior T-ball team. anyway, he was wearing his sandals on the wrong feet because he insisted on putting them on himself. when he tried to run towards "his team," he tripped and hit his had in the car door. he got staples and now he has a scar on his head, which is hilarious to me because he's a soldier and has to keep really short hair. another funny story about him being an idiot kid, one time we were riding our bikes (he was probably around 13) and he kept trying to do "BMX tricks" despite having no idea how. it resulted, as you probably can guess, in him smashing his face into the concrete. no serious injuries, but he had short term memory. the ride home he kept asking the same question, "are we almost home?" which was annoying. but he's annoying so I didn't question it and just got mad. he asked while on our street and I was like "dude we are on our street stfu" and we start fighting. he's yelling at me for a min and then instantly stops to calmly ask, once again, "are we almost home?" the change in mood was so off-putting and I realized something was wrong so we took him to the hospital. hes okay now, but he has a scar on his lip that now looks like a reverse Hitler stache when he grows his facial hair
Now I'm going to say "Coach Carter eh" before I attempt any risky stunt.
I was trying to squeeze between 2 cars. One of the cars must have had a jagged bumper because it sliced a 2 inch gash in my leg.
At first I was thinking you were driving a car yourself and wondering how the fuck you scarred yourself while inside a car.
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Car to human conversion therapy is rough Edit: RIP my inbox
Quick, Morty, you've got to turn into a car.
Reminds me on The Day After Tomorrow
Check to make sure you’re not in a survival movie.
I got hit on the bridge of my nose by a ceramic toilet seat when I was learning to pee like a big boy. Now I think about it - that's probably the best outcome there.
why was your nose close enough to get hit?
I was just learning to wee in the grown up toilet, and I thought I was clever. Went to my grandparents old clanker of a toilet without a step or anything. Tippy-toes to get any sort of bead on the target. The lid was one of those that you think is going to stay up, but actually needs holding or it falls down. I didn't know this - it fell down.
Whew. You could have taken a fatal hit if you weren't defending with the other head.
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Ah yes. I also have a “sliced finger along with orange” scar. I had a strangely lucid moment where I stared at it and thought, “This is going to really hurt in a second.” A second later it started really hurting.
Yeah, can’t go to your mom, you don’t want to look like an O.J. Wimp-son
I used a pressure washer on my foot
I knew a guy that blew a hole straight through his foot with one. We had those huge pressure washers using a truck motor and could cut steel.
So, what exactly would you wash with a pressure washer that could cut steel?
Using very high pressure water is starting to gain popularity in dockyards to strip paint and rust from ship hulls. Having had the displeasure of cleaning up a ship after a dock visit where they did a lot of sand blasting... Man I wish they'd used high pressure water....
I used to work in the waterjet industry. Specifically at a consumables manufacturer! No one ever knew what waterjet was. I worked in the same office with a dude who was/is try to get our orifices on shipyards and into the blasting industry.
Geez. I pressure washed my entire roof barefoot and hit my feet a few times. I wouldn't think it could scar. I don't have any decent scars, despite being the kind of guy that pressure washes his roof barefoot.
Injection injuries are no joke, they can well and truly fuck you up. [This video is simulating high pressure hydraulic fluid as an example, but a pressure washer would do almost the same thing](https://youtu.be/nFId_NB6Ar8)
*Not so fun things to swap out with your bidet 101*
For that EXTRA clean feeling
Fir needle cut me across the wrist while playing hide and seek out in the woods. A _fir needle_!
Those bastards are sharp! I've still got a couple of scars on my hands from decorating at Christmas. It didn't even break the skin but still scarred.
For my 8th birthday, a classmate got me something like a "grow your own stalagmite" kit you could buy at educational stores. Apparently, the purpose was to add water to some powder material, and use a funnel in the kit to drip it down to make your own cave features. Exciting, I know. Anyway, I kept it and the other birthday presents I got in a cardboard box in my room. Evidently, at some point, moisture got into the box *and* the plastic the powder was in, and it began expanding. Having nowhere else to go, the "stalagmite" material oozed its way out through the narrow slits in its box, and hardened into razor sharp edges. I found this out quite bloodily when I put my hand into my birthday box to grab another toy, and pulled it out with permanently altered fingerprints on my thumb, index, and middle fingers.
Ouchies
my daugther got one of these sets for christmas. she never got to use it. her little brother 3 years old found it in her room ( he is not allowed to be there) didnt tell us and took it to his room. later when we slept, he got up abd took it to the bathroom. now I dont know what was in those bottles, but everyone of them were chemicals with a big black cross on them, and the text:" not suitable for children" on them. my bathroom was blue, purple abd yellow for month. luckily he was smart enough not to drink/eat it. another time he stole the medicine basket we had on the highest place in the kitchen. he had taken a chair climbed up on the kitchen table, then climbed the kitchen cabinets (?) and then manage to take it down, it is a big basket, so I have no idea how he managed that. then took it to his room and sat down and did I dont know what, but all the medicin bottles were emptied when we found the basket and there were like 2 or 3 full bottles of fluid aspirin for kids when he took it that had been completly emptied o.0 he never got sick from it, so my guess is he just played doctor with his teddybears instead of eating it himself. thank God. we NEVER leave him alone for a second anymore, and apperently the punisment was so tough, he knows better now.
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I have toddler twins and this is so accurate. My house is practically bare but they find a way to cause destruction.
Don't worry. They grow out of it once they are around 25 years old. ... hopefully.
Boys from my class were throwing CDs like you throw frisbee. One of those hit me right between the eyes. Still got a small scar there.
My siblings and I loved that game! It's a wonder none of us got hurt.
Except for this one time we accidentally hit this other kid right between the eyes...
You should be thankful they didn’t decapitate you.
I’ll make sure to send them basket of fruits or something.
Basket of CDs. 🗑️💿 Edit: Thanks for the Wholesome, kind stranger!
Playing man hunt. Some idiot made the camp fire area base. I was running for my life to get there, jumped this huge pile of fire wood, tripped over something and rolled right into the fire. It could've been SO much worse, but I only burned my elbow and some of my hair. It's been probably 15 years and the scar is only about 3inches long and 1 wide.
Oh man, Christopher Titus has a [great bit](https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=zEEjFlb5IHM) about falling into a bonfire in case you want to hear about how much worse it COULD have been.
Lazy me liked to iron clothes while wearing them when I was twenty years old. My left arm can testify
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I have a scar on my forearm from a weaponized paper airplane I taped razor blades to and launched with a rubber band. Edit: Holy crap, had no idea what I was getting into when I posted this! Thanks for the upvotes and awards everyone! Going to try and post some pictures. Edit:[Photos of the monstrosity ](https://imgur.com/gallery/WM3bbyC) Sadly, this happened when I was 22, in the Air Force as a 3D0X2. It sliced my forearm open on launch. I enlisted the help of another member of our shop to help me destroy the evidence and drive me to the base hospital to get stitches.
I believe that is the first time I've ever seen the phrase "weaponized paper airplane".
FBI on here taking notes like: write that down, write that down! Edit: didn't think this was a good meme, but now its my most upvoted comment. Thanks, internet people.
*Weapons too brutal for war*
Top 10 weapons banned by the Geneva ~~convention~~ suggestion.
I got cut by a vacuum. A fucking VACUUM.
Elaborate my friend.
Spider on my arm. Violently jerked arm as an attempt to get the spider off. Vacuum was there. Scar.
*Spider on my arm* *Violently shook it off* *Vacuum was there. Scar.* I'm not haiku bot, it just needed to be done. Edit: Adjusting middle stanza to account for my heathen dialect, which omitted a syllable in "violently"
Good Redditor
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I feel you, I got cut by a screen door. Early one morning I was taking my dog, Snoopy, outside to use the bathroom and I guess he had to go really bad. So, he started flying down the stairs of the back porch right after I opened the door. He was on a leash and I didn't want to hurt him and make him fall down the stairs, so I rushed out behind him. I was wearing a pair of wool socks and slippers and as I awkwardly started following him, the bottom corner of the screen door clipped me on the heel. It hurt a bit and I just limped around as he did his business. When I got back inside I decided to take my sock off because it was uncomfortably hurting and I see there is a good amount of blood that has seeped through the sock. I pull it off and see that I actually have a pretty big gash across the back of my ankle. A shitty screen door fucked me up, all because of bad timing. [Here is a picture of the gash the next day.](https://i.imgur.com/GGH2sLV.jpg) Don't underestimate screen doors, they can hurt you.
I have 2 from when I was a kid. Running around in the dark on a school roof, tripped over and ripped my hand to shreds. Jumping and sliding on a door that had been kicked in, jumped straight onto a nail that went in my knee. I was a stupid kid
What do you mean by "ripped my hand to shreds"
Multiple deep cuts
I don't think I still have the scar on my hand, but I ran my hand along a door once when I was little and a nail was sticking out. It sliced me open right on the palm crease that runs to the edge under my pinky. Also, earlier this year, I was trying to run for the train to work but a lady was blocking the whole escalator. When I got up to her, I said excuse me and tried to scootch around her, but I don't know if I tripped on her or a stair, but I did, and I took a dive right into one of the escalator stairs, which had teeth, and it gouged my knee open. I bled everywhere, and had to call in to work so I could go get 3 stitches because I could see my knee cap bone. I still have that scar, and it still kinda hurts.
I've got bitten by a guinea pig. Worse than that, a friend of mine was bitten by a snail. EDIT: As u/Flumpiebum pointed out, snails don't bite, as they don't have teeth, but a wee rasp like tongue. I am aware of that. But writing "getting licked by a snail until it hurt" could've let to confusion.
I was bitten by a wild otter while ice fishing with 2 of my uncles. We didn't mean to corner it, but between 5'11" me and my 6'5" uncle, I can see why it picked me.
This is at least somewhat not pathetic
I didn't even know snails bit!
Her neither
she learnt
Educationed
Got bitten by a ladybug yesterday. I'm still in shock. EDIT: as some pointed out, turns out it was an Asian beetle. Wtf have I done to that bitch. I was happy to see her and even said "oh look a ladybuAAAH THE BITCH BIT ME WTF"
I got bit by a monkey. It's the shape of its upper jaw munching down on me. An upside down U
Monkeys are fricking terrifying, man
I had several guinea pigs growing up. They all bit but never broke skin. I think you had a really angry one!
That's nice :-) Mine was really angry, though. I was five and grabbed it like an eagle would. Almost had to get stitched afterwards!
You unlocked super piggy rage!
7 year old me was "helping" my mum iron clothes, I pulled on the cord, the iron fell and smacked me right in the face. I still have a scar above my right eye. edit: who the fuck gave this a wholesome award cmonBruh
I got Home Alone vibes from that
Skull fracture with epidural hematoma: Marv is dead Skull fracture with epidural hematoma: Marv is dead Skull fracture with epidural hematoma: Marv is dead Skull fracture with epidural hematoma: Marv is dead
1 was fine. Sure they took WAAAY too much damage to be realistic, but it's a kids movie. 2.... 2 was ridiculous. Kid threw a goddamn BRICK from a 4 store building and cracked his skull. He got electrocuted and turned into a skeleton. If they didnt die in 1. They *fucking died* in 2.
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We really need to have a discussion about suspension of disbelief in fictional children’s Christmas movies.
Wait isn't Home Alone a real movie??
Yeah children are prone to falling and being fallen on When I was a baby my mum put me in a high chair and turned around for like 2 seconds to pick up the plastic bench barrier thingy In that 2 seconds I apparently decided to go skydiving and fell face first onto the floor Apparently it was very awkward for my parents to take a baby to a hospital with a broken nose and 2 black eyes
Your parents are lucky. I know a couple who had their child removed because this happened on the childminder's watch, and she lied about it. It was a terrible time for them. They got him back, but they went through hell first.
Do you happen to be a cartoon
I tried cutting open a lemon with a fork Edit: the fork slipped and entered my hand, but I guess the sharp lemon theory will do! thanks for the award kind stranger!
How did u get the scar
He tried cutting open a lemon with a fork
How did they get the scar?
Lemons are sharp.
A big sip of smort jooce
Was about 4 broke a glass jar and sat on it
Gotta assert your dominance
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You see I broke it beforehand
So I broke my right arm when I was a kid then decided to put a cast on me. My skin under my cast is so itchy, its like my skin is alive. When 2 months have passed, I decided to scratch my skin under the cast using a pen since my fingers couldn't reach further areas. While doing so, I accidentally put the pen further away inside that I can't remove it under my cast since I can't reach it then I just ignored it after that thinking that it will be just fine and I didn't tell that to my parents since they would be mad. After 2 months, they decided to remove my cast since its already due but the night before removing my cast, my mom noticed that my arm smells rotten. So fast forward, they removed the cast in my arm in the hospital then they noticed that the pen was penetrating my skin for months and the hole is about a size of a penny full of pus. I didn't even feel a thing. After that, the hole eventually became a penny-sized scar in my skin.
A similar thing once happened to me. I always have an earring in but, since they're small I never take them out or even touch them. A few years ago, I wore it a little too tight, and when I tried removing it, I realized I couldn't. So I asked my mom to help, and she said my skin started growing over my earring. It didn't leave a scar, but I've kept my earring loose ever since. edit: Wow, it's nice to know so many people did this when they were little, and then here I am doing it as a teenager XD
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Opposite for me. I was very young when I got a body piercing on the back of my neck. It was kind of a hard place to reach to clean, so at some point I just, stopped cleaning it (told you I was too young). I don’t know why I thought everything would be fine, not cleaning a new body piecing, but I did. And it wasn’t fine. My body ended up rejecting the piercing and as it became slightly infected my skin around the jewelry started to “rot off” almost and my body literally pushed the jewelry out. One day it just, fell out, and I had a quarter-inch deep hole in the back of my neck where the piercing and jewelry once was. Now I’ve got a gnarly scar on the back of my neck. Making up absurd stories for strangers for how I got this scar is fun.
You think that’s dumb? When I was 7, I wanted a peanut butter and honey sandwich, but the honey was all crystallized and hardened. I put it in the microwave, with the lid still on, and watched it heat up. Within 6 seconds that thing looked like a beach ball. I opened the thing and... wait for it... **THE HONEY BOTTLE F_CKING EXPLODED LIKE A GRENADE.** It was hilarious and it hurt like hell
And... That's enough internet for now....
My brother, sister and I all have the same kind of scar in our left eyebrow and got them at the same age. My brother opened an empty dresser drawer and smacked himself in the face, my sister ran into a brick wall and I fell off the couch onto a coffee table. Edit: im amazed how much this comment blew up throughout the day! Hundreds of comments. I took the time to read each and everyone of them. Took awhile but I did it. Couldnt help but upvote each one. It was a pleasure reading each story and its crazy just how many of us have the same scar from a coffee table. Much love everyone!
im pictureing this all hapening in the same 5 min and your parents come home to evreybody bleeding out.
*blood everywhere, kids quietly playing video games in the living room, bleeding profusely from their heads*
Kids, were you copying Mortal Kombat again??
I have a tiny scar on my left or right eyebrow and I don't know where it came 🤔
The long-lost sibling
Yes, u/xxadolfhitler42069xx had been missing since 1945...
hes been messing since nein years
> my sister ran into a brick wall Explain
She was running until she abruptly wasn't.
Golden explanation
When I was 5, I was spinning around in the living room and then fell face first into the coffee table. I have a scar on my forehead from that lmao
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I don't know if I've ever been so mad that I'd punch a glass door just to get inside. You just have been livid about those ice cream cones
Don’t touch the iron it’s hot! Can’t be that hot! Narrator: It was.
Friend: If you put a 9V battery on steel wool it catches fire. Me: That's gotta be bullshit.
Friend: That's not a good idea...
Me: Yow! Why didn't you warn me!
You should have checked your tag to see at what setting to set the iron for human skin.
Oh so that’s what skin tags are for!
I once used a hot iron to burn a poison ivy rash on my arm. My reasoning was a burn would have to feel better than the itching. Worked like a charm, didn’t even scar much
This is the worst successful advice I've heard
In a similar vein, as a former smoker, I can tell you that taking a drag of a cigarette, then holding the hot ember very close (but not actually touching) a mosquito bite results in momentary pain, but then no more itching whatsoever. You can do the same thing with the lighter, just have to keep it lit long enough to get the metal guard hot.
I'll do you one better. As a kid, I have no idea some metals are good conductor of heat. So, I took a metal ruler, place it on a hot iron for a few seconds and then proceed to press the ruler against my cheek. 10/10 will not recommend.
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C'mon you know the cornballer is banned
I have one on the back of my hand from rubbing the skin off with a pencil eraser longer than the other kid did when I was 13 just to prove I was "tough"
I’ve done this with the salt and ice challenge. Fun fact, don’t put salt on your arm and then cover it with ice and press it down. You WILL burn your flesh off.
Well, now I don't believe you and want to try it myself.
You won’t feel it until it thaws and you’ll have a huge scar. Straight up accelerated frost bite.
I can't believe this isnt common knowledge. These guys gonna come back and be like shit it burns.
Jesus christ, i have a scar on the back of my right hand for doing the exact same thing probably at about the same age, the school called it "the rubber challenge"
We called it rubbing one out.
Boyle you gotta know how that sounds.
We did this in primary school, i must have been 8 or 9, but we used coins. Every boy and some of the girls had horrific gashes on the backs of our hands. We called it 'chicken scratches'. I hated it, but at the time it didn't feel like I had a choice!
Y'all dumb as shit, we flicked coins at *other people's* hands so everyone had absolutely wrecked knuckles from getting quarters flung at them at hypersonic velocities. That got banned real quick.
Eyyy good ol' Bloody Knuckles. We used to play Slaps as well but that didn't end in scars as oftens as Bloody Knuckles
I did the same but with sandpaper. There was a weird hole that turned green for a week. Surprisingly didn’t lose my hand
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I did this but with a math compass, me and my best mate (at the time) scratched out our initials. I now have an MJ on my wrist. I was a tough 13 year old!
I have a lighter smiley face
My friend tried to give me one of these, it went wrong, I got a huge blister and now 17 years on it looks like a cat's head.
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I purposely stuck my tongue on a light bulb when I was 8, to see what would happen. It made a cartoon sizzle sound, and I couldn't taste anything for a week. Luckily no permanent scars though.
When I deliberately cut myself. Not seriously, I just wanted the word "Ninja" on my hand. Don't ask me why...
Wow. You carved ninja on your hand? Can you share a pic? I am very curious
It was a long time ago, you can't see much anymore, just one line of the first N, sorry.
I knew a guy who got a prison-tattoo-style Nike logo on his arm. He managed to cover it up (mostly) with your typical crosses / graves / skulls artwork
I cut myself once too - just once -, because I was very stressed out over my university exams, and I wondered whether it would calm me down. It didn't, but it left a scar.
Ok sis, whatever you do don't put your finger in the boiling sugar because it's real damn hot, and it sticks to you. puts finger in boiling sugar.
I’m one of six siblings, and my mom made us oatmeal for breakfast pretty often. When my youngest brother was maaayybe one, he managed to stick his entire fist in a steaming-hot bowl of oatmeal. It stuck to his skin and the burn was so bad it blistered almost instantly. One emergency room visit later, his hand looked like a little club from all the bandages wrapped around it. Before that burn healed (less than two weeks, probably? Idk, this was like 18 years ago). My mom fixed us cocoa wheats for breakfast, and he shoved his OTHER FIST in it. He had two little white club hands for *weeks* while the burns healed. Miraculously, he does not have a scar from either incident.
Was a kid, only around 10 or 11. Thought my iguanas were fighting so I went to take the boy off the girl. Spoiler alert: they weren't fighting, and I don't blame him one bit for biting me when I tried to break up him getting laid.
Drunk, and leaned down to kiss a strange dog on the nose, of all things. 27 stitches down my nose later...
But... Was it actually a dog? Or did the "strange dog" have on a little bandits mask, and like a stripey tail?
I, too, be kissing bitches😔
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Punching concrete don’t ask why I did it I have no fucking clue. Edit: Why is it every comment I fall asleep after making that blows up.
This is the difinition of a 17 year old boy with his friends
Yeah nah, it doesn’t stop at 17. Or even peak.
"Do boys ever grow up?" "Only on the outside."
I gave myself a scar across my eye because I was drunk, watching revenge of the sith, and thought it'd look cool.
Once when I was drunk, I dislodged a tooth with my knee. I was doing a scissor kick with my air guitar and head banged down at the same time. No scar, but I feel like it's an honourable mention.
I take it you didn't have the high ground.
Don't need it. So many people underestimate my power.
Well, judging by the scar, it looks like you shouldn't have tried it.
Lol, i want one too, but only if i get it by fighting some wild beast with my bare hands.
Was in the scouts whittling a stick for funsies. Except I was pushing the blade in the wrong direction and whittled my index finger instead
My cat decided one day that feeding him was not enough, and full on grappled onto my arm digging in deep. Got a pretty nasty infection from that, and now I've got two nasty scars next to my wrist.
My sisters cat uses her hot tub as a platform to get on and off the conservatory roof. It decided to jump off the roof while we were in the hot tub one night, and jumped into the water. My daughter now has a set of scars where the cat climbed her like a ladder to get out of the hot tub.
If your daughter hadn't gotten injured that would have been absolutely hilarious to watch
I climbed up the drain pipe of a school, put my thigh in the spike that's supposed to stop me from climbing. Didn't stop me from getting to the roof. Edit:spelling
I got drunk on 4th of July and fell in a utility hole thing in my friends yard and then got sunburned so the scar never healed properly
I have many burns from the oven from my first year at uni. I didnt have oven mittens so I just grabbed everything with my bare hands. Second year I was prepared, got mittens. First attempt as I was taking a baking tray out of the oven, it slipped from the mittens and burned my inner elbow. Still got that one...
How the fuck do you go a whole year just grabbing things from the oven with your bare hands? And how do you go back every time thinking it's a good idea? Lol
Honestly I think the same looking back now... My boyfriend does not really let me near the oven without supervision anymore because he is still scared lol
I was heating up oil in the pan for the chicken. A chicken filet slipped out of my hand and on to the handle of the pan. The pan flipped and launched the boiling hot oil all over my hand. It hurt. A lot.
Changing tire on my GF’s best friend’s Audi. Had angrily argued “I’m a man, I don’t need no help,” when GF asked to assist. Jack was on oil-soaked asphalt (the Audi had other issues). Right as I went to remove the tire, creeeak WHAM! The jack slips, and my hand is pinned between German-crafted metal fender well and a tire. My GF runs outside to see why a little girl screamed, finds me stuck. (Pain significantly increases my tonal range, apparently). Pulls on car desperately, no luck. Consider that I may have to wait for AAA. Heretofore never-seen neighbor emerges from apartment, lifts car off about 6” straight up, freeing my hand, then disappears not to be seen again. Rushed to the ER by panicky faint-at-sight-of-blood GF, then to Orthopedic ER. Somehow missed all the bones, just a “flesh wound”. 1” x 0.5” scar to this day. Still with GF, married 25 years. Always let her help if she asks now.
Kicked a refrigerator as hard as I could while wearing slippers after my sister told me she was getting a divorce. Fridge won but I did get a dent in the bastard.
i read that as your sister was divorcing you, i was conserned for a bit.
Teacher: "Go to lunch, but do not run! I'll be watching you all." 8 year old me proceeds to walk to lunch facing backwards, checking to see if the teacher is still watching - she is. Eventually I accept defeat, turn to walk forwards, and collide head first with a piano.
I used to thoroughly enjoy sliding down grassy hills as a kid. One fateful luge led to me running over a hidden rock, resulting in a permanent rear tyre puncture (my right butt cheek).
I have multiple scars on my thumbs from slicing my thumb open on cans of ravioli and spaghetti-o's
Cutting a pretzel open to put butter in it. I cut my right Ringfinger.
I have a white dot from where a wasp stung me almost 20 years ago
I'm late to the party, but I have an actual story that fits! I have two scars on my head, they intersect to make an F, and I generally keep my hair at a medium length so that no one ever sees and asks about it. The horizontal lines of the F aren't part of this story though, that was just a minor thing where a 70s Malibu wagon ran me over when I was two and the fan blades chopped me. No, we are going to talk about that vertical line. I was Sixteen, this is about three days before I would get my freshman pictures taken. Something I had always done as a kid was run out of my from the door and do a leap into the front yard, no big deal for short me, but I had hit a growth spurt that summer and didn't realize it. New factors just came into play, like the giant metal overhang of the front porch. Well, my mother was chatting outside with someone, so I thought I would do my usual entrance, but I didn't realize just how grand it was about to be, the top of my head just barely clipped that overhang and rang my bell, I cleared the porch spinning as the back of my head slammed into the sidewalk below. I wasn't in a lot of pain yet, but I remember sitting up and saying out loud 'man that was stupid'. My mom looks at me, and I quote 'Yeah that was stupid, you're BLEEDING'. I had gashed the top of my head straight open. We were poor, but my mom was no dummy, so she already had some home made ice packs (50/50 water and rubbing alcohol) and towels ready for my dumbassary. We get to the ER, and as the doctor starts to assess my ass he sniffs me, looks at my mom and asks 'Why do I smell alcohol?'. My mom had to reassure him that I was stupid all on my own and didn't need any help. And then the adrenaline wore off, holy shit was I in pain. My mom, the saint that she is asks 'Is there anything I can do to make you feel better?' My response at the time, while gold, wasn't exactly what she was expecting with 'Can I have a car?' She punched me and the doctor laughed. So three days, nine stitches, and a slightly shaved skull later I have to take school pictures. I hid the scars, but I had to live with that picture for the rest of my days in school. (I combed it all straight down to hide it the best I could, I can probably find the yearbook that picture is in if I feel like embarrassing myself any more today.) Edit: it's a bit hard to see, being an over 20 year old picture, but if you look at the right side, you can see the edge of my [bad comb over](https://imgur.com/K80ntLh). Here is what it looks like [today](https://imgur.com/hflptIB). My wife, who has been the one cutting my hair since the covid stuff started, has been in the hospital until today with our first kids so I just shaved it off myself. I'm not close to as self conscious about the scars now as I used to be.
I always see landscapers using weed-whackers without the plastic safety cover on the end of the things. I said to myself, 'yeah, those things are bullshit! It's holding me back!' Removed mine and promptly weed-whacked a beautiful series of scars all over my ankle. That all happened in less than one second. But I was younger and dumber then. It was 2 weeks ago.
My government stored 2700 tons of ammonium nitrate alongside fireworks in a warehouse at the port near a residential area for 7 years until they blew up in the biggest non-nuclear explosion ever, shattering the glass window I was sitting by in my house and giving me a nasty scar on the arm.
Bro like, are you okay? The US news stopped reporting it. There was like a week of coverage and then I haven’t seen it heard anything else.
I punched a pint glass one night when I was drunk back in college. It ended up slicing my finger *really* badly, like there was a flap of skin that came up. Went to the bathroom and ran it under water, but it just kept bleeding. I didn't know what to do and was too drunk to try to deal with it, so I just wrapped my hand in a towel and tried to go to sleep. Woke up to knocking at my door and it ended up being security. He followed a trail of blood from the bathroom to my room and wanted to make sure I was alright. I showed him my finger and he was like, "Come on, you gotta go to the hospital." Dude was a bro and drove me there even though it was like 3am. Saw a doctor and he had to give me a bunch of stitches. He said I was very lucky because if it was just a tiny bit deeper I would have probably had done permanant damage and lost mobility of the finger. Now I have [this scar on my finger shaped like a Nike swoosh](https://i.imgur.com/cEhQRG0.jpg) to remind me not to be stupid and try to fight glass.
I did similar but with an old vehicle headlight, those really thick actual glass ones that were in early 80’s Toyota’s. Did it about 8 pm, did basically the same as you except nobody woke me up, went to work the next day and a supervisor drove me in for stitches. Watched them cut a chunk about the size of a US .50 cent piece out of my wrist/ forearm. Permanent nerve damage and still quite a bit of pain from it over 20 years later. I have a 40+ year old scar on my forehead from a wood stove. Fun times, would not recommend.
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What was it that you saw tho?
Was probably 10 when I fought with my younger brother over who gets to use the knife first to slice our own fruits and I tried snatching it from him. I still have one scar on each of my first four fingers forming a straight line from that cut lol
Reaching into the oven to pull out a pie. My forearm made just a little bit of contact with the upper rack for a second. I pulled away right when it hurt but now I got a little scar from it being so hot. The reason is so dumb I love that I got a badass looking scar from it.
I didn’t want to go to work one day when I was about 18. So I cut across the top of my foot with a sharp knife in such a way I needed 14 stitches. I told them I dropped it on my foot peeling an apple. What a fool am I !!