This just so happens to be my fave scar on a man Love to trace it with my tongue

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Actually, I was afraid of being attacked when I was younger...and after all my sparring experience (not to mention self defense and hand-to-hand classes) I'm confident that I can protect myself.

I am one woman that no one should f**k with...and I believe that gives me confidence that I project...Which will help me live longer.

Not to mention that sparring is good exercise. Although I haven't done it in about 5 years, I've continued to stay in shape.




Lil...I agree...I have a thing for vasectomy scars too.

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I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

I keep coming back to this thread....guess part of me wants to post.

In addition to the usual assortment of minor bumps and scrapse, and I've got five of note.

1) A little quarter inch white scar over my right eye, from where my ex-stepmonster bit me (no kidding).

2) 1" boxcutter slice on the heel of my left palm.

3) complete circle around the tip of the middle finger of my right hand, from where I cut it off chopping cilantro.....and taped it back down with a half dozen bandaids to finish to finish the meal. My fingerprints have a cool mismatch there....never did get to the hospital to have it stitched properly.

4) A half foot long zipper over my right ankle (looks almost exactly like a centipeed now that I look at it again) from when I was 18 and needed reconstructive surgery.

5) Third degree burn scars across the back of my right hand, thumb to midline, first knuckle back to my wrist. They're 7 years old, and I'm still MISERABLY self conscious about this one.

Scars are little stories about how you've lived your life , GingerV...don't be self-conscious about them. They add character and make you...you.

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Life is too short not to love and be loved....preferably multiple times in one night.

I think men talk to women so they can sleep with them and women sleep with men so they can talk to them. ~ Jay McInerney

1~~~~scars from two c/section births
2~~~~scar from sterilisation op
3~~~~lump removal under arm
4~~~~various scars from 19yrs of nursing!

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1. Back of right hand - Fanblade on my '68 Vette
2. Palm of right hand - Broken crystal
3. Ring index finger - Tried stripping adapters off car speaker without tools.
4. Both knees - Arthoscopic surgery
5. Abdomen, through my navel - Surgery
6. Left lower abdomen - Inguinal hernia
7. Chin - Slipped on ice playing hockey
8. Top of head - Slashed with hockey stick
9. Back of head - Crosschecked with hockey stick (the stick slid up my shoulderpads, pushed my helmet up, and forced my helmet over my head, breaking my nose, too.
10. Back - Cut with a skate blade...yup, hockey.
11. Left shin - Fell down a ladder in July, also broke top left front tooth.
12. Bottom lip - Teeth went through my lip during the ladder fall.
13. Penis - Circumcision =(
14. Left forearm - Burn from a lightbulb.

Those are all the interesting ones...I've got lots of little ones from God knows what.



"Scars are souveniers you never lose...the past is never far." -- The GooGoo Dolls

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