What is your dumbest scar? - dox your corpse

[User names must be unique]

I have 14-15 scars (2 of them were from the same surgery not sure how to count it). Everyone says scars are cool but mine are all permanent reminders of times I was a retard.

I think my dumbest is a 2 inch long gash I got from building a PC in a cheap case with a hdd cage that was razor sharp.

Or the one on my hip I got from drunkenly riding a bike it's only an inch long but 1/4 inch wide I should have probably went and got it stitched up.

 

[ShamefurDispray]

I have alot on my arms for thinking I could cut open designs and pour ink into them and have cool tattoos/scars, the first where done with razor blades and so they don't stand out as much. Then I decided to one up my stupidity and use a serated blade, needless to say it didn't work out like I planned and now I have a bunch of shitty designs made of bumpy scar tissue.

Don't be retarded like me kids.

Edit: just did a quick count and total count exceeds 50. I'm burning that candle at both ends I guess.

 

[Celebrate Nite]

For those of you that have never worked in a Deli, theres this joke that no matter how careful you are (or you THINK you are), you're always going to get bit by the slicer.

Happened to me only once. Sliced up a piece of my thumb, but not enough to where I needed to go to the hospital to get stitches. Just enough to where i have a permanent circle mark on my thumb. Over the years it's gotten less visible (like there's a white outline of it to where it blends with the skin), but it's still there.

 

[rel=alternate]

I have so many....

A few from childhood, where it's not like I can look back and say there was a way to avoid them.

A few from doing stupid shit when I was a teen. The dumbest of all. I guess the highlight is one I have on my face. But I don't really want to get more specific than that.

Then a lot from when I used to work in the kitchen, whether it's burns or cuts. They don't really stand out as much, it's more that I know they are there so they stand out to me. Some were dumb, but mostly just habitual hazard.

Everyone says scars are cool but mine are all permanent reminders of times I was a retard.

Nobody ever told me my scars were cool, so I am feeling a bit left out. Most people don't really ask or say anything about it actually.

 

[Mister Baranavichy]

The stupidest I got is an axe-wound scar on the top of my hand.

You know the feeling of seeing yourself get hurt, but it's so fast and sudden that the brain just doesn't react? I was Chopping wood to make dinner and it was so sharp that when it just slipped from my hand it lodged itself on my hand's left side beside the left indicator, and I just stood there shocked at how easily that entered.

That day I learned that our tendons, at least that the hands, are milky white, and that they are in the middle of two layers of a pocket-like structure formed by the layers of skin, with no direct blood in there.

 

[#FF0000]

Don't know how many scars I have, but there's 2 especially dumb ones.
The first one is simple. I rolled down a grass hill and scraped my elbow. There's visible discoloration there, although that happened pretty recently so I don't know if it'll last.
The second one is the absolute worst thing I've ever experienced. I was riding a bike down a steep, gravel hill, hit a rock, and flew into the air and off the bike. Slid down the hill for about 10-15 meters or so? I scraped a bunch of my skin off, including my legs and arms, but the worst was my left hip, which had nearly all of the skin scraped off all around it, and the group I was biking with was ahead of me, so I had to yell at the top of my lungs until they heard me. I was in agonizing pain for about a week after that, and never went to the hospital since I was at a summer camp, so I just had some shitty bandages around them. The scar is still there, but it's not super noticeable.

 

[User names must be unique]

You know the feeling of seeing yourself get hurt, but it's so fast and sudden that the brain just doesn't react?

last time I got that I was cutting the top off a tube of caulk with a Stanley knife and managed to take half the knuckle of my index finger with it, I looked at the grey white cartilage of my knuckle and thought "aww bollocks".

There's something about deep cuts that don't immediately bleed that hits entirely differently.

 

[MerriedxReldnahc]

I voted 7+ because I have no idea how many I have, partly from volunteering at a wildlife clinic and partly from a long history of being an uncoordinated dumbass.

I've got a small divot on the roof of my mouth from running down the hallway with a chopstick in my mouth, tripping, and puncturing myself.

I've got two knee scars, one from when I ran down the hallway with a pillowcase over my head (you'll notice a theme here.) and tripped on a plastic container that was already broken and had a sharp edge. Tore the crap out of my knee and left me with a scar that's still visable 25 years later.

More recently I took my uncoordinated ass skateboarding on Friday the 13th. You may ask, "Hey MxR, are you fucking stupid?" Yes I am, but that's beside the point.
I hit a pebble and got launched off my board onto the ground, skinning my knee and elbow pretty bad. That knee scar is still visable under that first one.

 

[Cat tit bingo]

Had a bit of a mall ninja phase as a teen and got a ridiculous axe covered in extra knives. I was pretty lackadaisical because how dull it was and put on the couch arm while chatting with some one and it just fell off the couch and a blade on the bottom of the handle cut though my heel barely an inch from my achilles.

 

[BulletSpongeRTR]

I have alot on my arms for thinking I could cut open designs and pour ink into them and have cool tattoos/scars, the first where done with razor blades and so they don't stand out as much. Then I decided to one up my stupidity and use a serated blade, needless to say it didn't work out like I planned and now I have a bunch of shitty designs made of bumpy scar tissue.

Don't be retarded like me kids.

Edit: just did a quick count and total count exceeds 50. I'm burning that candle at both ends I guess.

Ditto, cigarette burns and bent coat hanger/blowtorch brands. After my son passed I got carried away with the self inflicted punishment.

 

[Ibanez RG 350EX]

As a kid, I used a chisel to whittle the bark off some sticks to make Wolverine claws. I remember gouging my thumbs in multiple places and hiding it from my parents because I thought they'd be mad.

I must've gotten myself pretty badly because I still have those scars to this day.

 

[Testament]

I can only think of two ridiculous ones I have which are still very prominent. One on my face from falling on a table corner while trying to sneak around in the dark in my teens. The other on my knuckle from grating parmesan. I had too hard of a grip on the cheese, hand slipped and I stared at my knuckle for a moment wondering if it was going to bleed or not.

Most others have faded by now.

 

[DankSmoker]

Eraser burn because I wanted to impress the girl doing it by displaying how much pain I could take, instead she just got uncomfortable and gave up.

 

[Anti Snigger]

I accidentally set myself on fire while I was lighting a campfire while I was drunk, so I have a nice scarified patch on my forearm. Thankfully it's faded so it's not grotesque