do you have a scar with a funny story to tell?

Answer 1

I have the perfect one...


What Goes Up, Must Come Down...

remeber that, it comes into play on this one...


I was swimming at the lake about 5 yrs ago...
And you know how the docks are concreted into the ground about 3 ft below the sand???

well some of the concrete had somehow broken off and I had stubbed my toe on it...

So I wanted to pick it out of the water so that I didnt stub my toe again, and it weighed about 10-15 lbs... cuz it was a big piece of concrete...

I set it up on the dock, so that I could move it later...

I turn around to keep on swimming... And i wake up laying on my back floating in the water...

The rock was an egg shape, it rolled right back off the dock, and hit me on the skull... knocked me unconscious... I had blood running down my face and forehead...

I woke up a few seconds later... and realized what happened cuz I tasted my own blood... It didnt hurt or anything...

I went to the hospital, my brother drove me... and I had to get 16 staples in my head... that is how big the cut was...

Answer 2

I have a huge scar on the back of mead about 10 inces long and no hair is there so I hardly wear my hair up. I had brain surgery and it sucked ***. But I have another scar on my both knees and I was so insecure about wearing shorts when I became a teenager because I felt like everyone would see it. The one on my left came from my brother pushing me out of a tree we climbed and I landed on a stump and the tree part stabbed me in my knee and when I stood up I took it with me and there was a part of a tree hanging from my knee so I had to have surgery. It was so gross. Then my right knee was when I was on a slip and slide and slid and I slid over a huge rock and it ripped open my knee and I had to have surgery for that. So two bad knee stories!!!

Answer 3

scar with a funny story? no, not really. but, i do have tons of scars. i have one scar just above my lip due to a dog bite. i was stupid and was next to his food. i didn't know the dog very well. i had to go the emergency room and get stitches. my sister was with me when it happened and she freaked out. i didn't freak out at all and i was the one bitten. yeah and there was tons of blood from that wound and it wasn't very big. i got a fat lip and everything. looked like i was in a fight or something.

Answer 4

I actually was kicked by a horse right under my knee so I have a scar that looks like half a horse shoe from the stitches. And the best part of it is the horse kicked me so hard that I had nerve damage to that part of my leg so I can't feel anything from my knee down

Answer 5

Yeah, I was a student in Junior High School, and I contracted
Infetigo, on both of my legs, and every day, after school, when
I got home, I would have to put both legs into a mop bucket of
warm water, "to soak my socks off my legs" because the infetigo
sores had drained, and my socks would be ''stuck to my legs, like
glue" and wouldn't come off, without me soaking them, every day.
This infetigo was prevalent with me for two summers, when I
would be outside, and I probably contracted it from where the
animals, had been on the porch or yard.
Anyway, my siblings used to have a laugh over me, sitting with
both my legs in a mop bucket, for so long after school, as if I had
been a ''bad kid".
I didn't think it was funny then, but it's experience like this that makes me appreciate the humor of country life, and the "little
things" in life that count. (Too Funny).

Answer 6

Both. I was never sure if he was lying or not. The fact that he was telling two different stories for the same scars was a tip off.

Answer 7

My friend back in school was riding me on my 10-speed bike and then he ghost rid me (he jumped off) and I couldn't grab the handlebars went down and cut my hand open. Another time riding my bike I had an icecream cone and my shoelace got stuck in the front sproket and I watched as a slowley went down and lost the cone. No scar except my pride there lol....

Answer 8

When I was about eight we put up a "tent" and used a piece of wood that had a spike sticking out of it. I didn't notice the spike, fell against the spike that drove itself into my side. I was bleeding like hell, but it didn't hurt. Played the rest of the day bleeding off and on all day. When I got home my mother saw all the blood on my shirt and shorts. Scared the hell out of her. She cleaned it up and that was that. Eventually a scar developed that looked like a stylized cross. I have it to this day. I can't figure out why I didn't bleed to death or get tetanus. Kids are indestructible I guess.

Answer 9

I worked in a flooring warehouse, and had been instructed to make a precise cut on an expensive roll of carpet, then I was to tape the roll and get it ready for shipping. The utility knife I was using had a fresh, oily blade to better ensure precision. After making the cut, I propped the rolled up carpet on my knee, wrapped it with some tape, and swiped the tape with my knife. In doing so, I knicked my thigh with the knife.
I was 17 years old at the time, and seething with testosterone. I was a pretty buff dude, if I say so myself (not so much anymore). That being the case, the skin on my leg was as tight as a snare drum. When I knicked it, I looked down at my pants and was like "crap... I cut a hole in my pants." Then I looked through the hole and saw I had a new mouth on my leg.
"Uh... Tony!" (my boss).
"What's up?"
"I kinda cut myself a little."
"How bad, let's see?"
He looks and immediately his neck, tongue and lips thrust forward with a dry heave, "okay, let's get you into the office."

(Touch the pads of your two index fingers and your thumbs together, and press them to make a teardrop shape... that's exactly what it looked like. About the same size, too.)

I blacked out on the way to the hospital.
It took 17 stitches and some specialist from the cardiology to close it up because it was such a tight stretch to join A to B. Ten years later, and it's still trying to pull apart and you can see perforations where it hasn't quite healed.

Answer 10

Yes and no, i have a scar on my right index finger where i punched my friend in the face, he files his teeth down and i cut my finger to the bone on his teeth, blood was squirting everywhere and the walls, the floor, the curtains, the hallway lol i lost so much blood i passed out but the bleeding finally stopped and we had a laugh about it.