I have heard this adage a number of times from friends, TV shows, radio, movies but to be totally honest i have never met a female remotely interested in the scars i have acquired. There are some pretty impressive ones as well.Ill go through them in chronological order:
- Scar running down my cheek bone - Done by Molemums fingernails when cleaning me as a new born.
- Scar on stomach - I was picking the fluff off a tea cosy and eating it as a toddler. Tea cosy was over a teapot on the table, i pulled it over myself, hey presto big burn scar.
- Bite marks in right shin - Done as a young by a dog named "Rip" that lived next door.
- Forehead scar - Ran over by a car on the way to school.
- Hernia scar - From surgery when 9 years old.
- Scar down right elbow - Play ground scrap.
- Forearm scar - Scrapping with a mate and he tore a piece of flesh out my arm, he accidentally swallowed it. We are forever bonded over that, hes Maori as well......go figure.
- Scar on eyebrow - Scrap at Uni.
- Scar on thigh - Combination of stealing shot glasses and falling off a 3 story building at Uni.
- Wang - Surgery of the wang.
- Numerous small cut and burn scars around hands.
Now that in my mind a bloody good list of scars. Plenty of conversation value in them amongst the right kind of company but absolutely without a doubt has never stirred the interest of a female....just guys. Much the same as guys are far more interested in their own tackle than any female is, i would suggest the same applies to scars.
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