It's time for the Men's Forum to:

Real are imagened?

12 years old, poured a full compliment of Blackjack firecracker powder into a Mason Jar, threw in 10 wicks and lit a match.

An explosion that knocked my mother's lamp off of her table from 100 feet away, I received 12 stiches and the doctor spent an hour pulling out glass shards from my leg before sewing me up.

I am one smart ***! (The guy I did this with is now a lawyer...go figure!?)

Here's to swimming, with ....

Anyhow, 3-deep scar in my back from 3 back surgeries, including 2 in backtoback weeks.

Scar on chin from major wipeout on 3-speed bike.

Scar on knee from a "Swing and a miss" with a hatchet one Christmas eve when I was 10.

But nothing compares with me being scarred for life the first time I ...
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Does this make us manly or show that we are just plain stupid?

TR,

I believe that would be answer "B".

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It could have been the tranny in that 3-speed...

It was a boy's bike, not a "converted" one. By the way, there has got to be a rule against mention of "tranny" in the Men's forum.

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Sooooo many scars to choose from....

and that's only the physical ones...

BTW...NO emotional scars allowed in the Men's forum...

O.K....got one for the Wood Man...

Splitting wood with a Mall and a sledge...a bit of a full stregnth mis-hit...mall into knee...6 year old son watches the whole enterprise...looks at gnarly knee, replies....

"Geeze dad, that's cool, looks like a volcano!"

Gotta love that kid. A budding men's Forum poster....

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Busted my eyelid, tore off except for the far corner in a basketball game in college.... Took like 40 stitches to reattach. If that wasn't bad enough, I passed out while they were reattaching it, because I couldn't close my eye and had to watch what they were doing.

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Originally posted by TRhit:
Does this make us manly or show that we are just plain stupid?

I guess Rizzi never saw (or understood) the that scene from Jaws! Sure was funny!

How is it said and who says it?
Oh yeah...The Washington Post
"If You Don't Get It, You Don't Get It"

Do you hear that? Ring Ring,
.....the Women's Forum is calling you!

Heavy D,

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Kevin11....that scar is hereby nominated for the Mens Forum "Scar of Fame".....

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Saw a College Head Coach, during his first days of fall practice, while tossing bips (behind L-Screen yet underhanded, took a ball back at him,
bounced off the metal, and knocked him silly in forehead just above the eye.

With blood oozing, he departed to 'the trailer', could not find a trainer, and proceeded back out to the cages to continue tossing with duck tape on his forehead.

Now that's a first impression!

Last Spring, I saw an umpire get drilled right in the back of the head by a throw from the catcher to 2nd. base.

There was a runner on first, who broke for second base with the delivery of the pitch. The catcher received the ball and came up firing. The umpire must have been out of position, because when he pivoted to make the call on the baserunner, he was directly in the line of fire between the mound and 2nd base.

He was bent at the waist, had his hands on his knees and his head up, waiting to make the call... then ...THWAAACK!!! The catcher fired the ball directly into the back of the umpires skull. It sounded like a wood bat hitting a telephone pole. The umpire never moved his arms or straightened his legs; he fell forward, face first into the infield.

After about 5 minutes of laying motionless behind the mound, he got up and finished the game. He couldn't wear his hat because he had such a massive goose-egg!

When I was a wee lad of 4, I recieved my first scars. Yes, I said scars. It was a windy Spring day. My brother and I stepped outside to ride our bikes. I was the last one out the door. I went to push the door to shut it and along came a big, very big, poof of wind. The door flew open as I was pushing and glass flew everywhere. I had 2 deep gashes in my left arm and a gash in my right. My Mom told me later in life if I hadn't thrown my arms up to cover my face, that my face would have been scarred instead of my arms. Anyway, I recieved over 40 stitches in both arms. I can still remember the doctor putting the stitches in my left arm.

My 4th scar was made while my sister and her friend raced me across a street in New Carlisle, Ohio. They dropped me right smack dab in the middle of the street. And to make matters worse, the light changed to green. I always wondered if the two were trying to tell me something... I recieved 3 stitches in my chin on that night.

My 5th was in my my hand between my thumb and finger. I was pushing garbage down in the trash can and came back up with a razor stuck there.

I have more, but not as entertaining.

Sophmore year of HS and a football coach trying to conduct baseball practice (as it so often is here in Texas) has us working on bunt drills. I am one of three first basemen in the drill and come running in as instructed when the coach suddenly forgets this is a bunting drill. Smashes a full-swing line drive off my lower jaw before I can react and end result was a root canal and a scar from the seven stitches.

Little did he know that he unintentionally taught me a very important lesson that day.
Always respect the slash.......!