Blood for the Baron!

Not a huge amount, about a half inch by qaurter inch sliver off the outside. Can barely notice bar the scar. Its not as bad a as my back tho

i lost half of my index finger and slashed my other wrist at the same time an interesting experience. How bad is your back?

How the hell did you do that? Life can't be that bad?

I had a mole removed and then went hiking in the Blue Mountains in NSW for 4 days when I was in Venturers. The stitches split 2 days in and I bled all over the place. Had a big pack to carry too. To top it off I fell down a slope and twisted my ankle. Also it pissed down the whole time and we couldn't get dry. I did get a ride in a side-car between the last camp-sites tho. Considering the rain the rest of the guys were quite jealous.

It looks like a gunshot wound tho, it was great for pulling birds. Even my wife

One other thing, we had a habit of Parachuting pine trees around then too. Climb a small tree and either hang off the top and let it bend, lowering slowly to the ground, unless it broke or if it wont bend you jump to the next tree. We were young and pretty stupid. Ah, the good ole days......

Got 2 other good scars, but the back is the worst, had about 30 internal stitches and 12 external.

Chopper wrote:How the hell did you do that? Life can't be that bad?

I had a mole removed and then went hiking in the Blue Mountains in NSW for 4 days when I was in Venturers. The stitches split 2 days in and I bled all over the place. Had a big pack to carry too. To top it off I fell down a slope and twisted my ankle. Also it pissed down the whole time and we couldn't get dry. I did get a ride in a side-car between the last camp-sites tho. Considering the rain the rest of the guys were quite jealous.

It looks like a gunshot wound tho, it was great for pulling birds. Even my wife

One other thing, we had a habit of Parachuting pine trees around then too. Climb a small tree and either hang off the top and let it bend, lowering slowly to the ground, unless it broke or if it wont bend you jump to the next tree. We were young and pretty stupid. Ah, the good ole days......

Got 2 other good scars, but the back is the worst, had about 30 internal stitches and 12 external.

I got my hand mangled in an industrial grinder, my finger was torn off and i used the other hand to try to stop myself from losing all my fingers unfortunately in the attempt the top of my wrist was slashed quite badly.

I massacred nearly half my hometown in 1988. That was pretty dumb, I suppose.

Not if it was intentional.

Most of the victims were my best friends. After the incident I was the only child left in the village. I got so bored being al alone! So yes, pretty dumb.

Halfway the nineties I discovered genocide. I really bloomed. Ever since, this has been my favourity pass-time.

i destroyed the entire universe.

this is a replacement.

jaye i could quite believe, but sundance your just showing off in front of your friends.

wait til i finish my reality bomb...