Big one behind my ear when it nearly got cut off when I got jumped outside a nightclub in Belfast. Little one below my lip getting punched as a Primary school kid. Big gashy one at the back of my head where I got bottled by some Portuguese chick in Guernsey. Little nick to the right of my forehead after a fight when I was a teenager. Huge scar around my left thumb area after I nearly chopped the ****er off falling off a bar in Bangkok with a glass bottle in my hand. Big giant scar on my lower left leg because I was born with a club foot and they spent years twisting the ****er around in operations (some job though, I walk and run just like a normal person, swear!).
Few on the napper. Knees like a butchers shop as my Ma used to say when I was a nipper. One belter across my knuckles when I was stoned using a bandsaw cutting frozen meat in the wee butchers factory on Union street runs to North street that serves Belfast Meats (gone now but do you remember it Mick? Butchers shop beside it) Was only 17 and you have/had to be 18 to use one and there was no metal gloves. Took 1st offer, 7 1/2 grand. Spun ked it in a month. Good times.
I am going to let it slide and not mention any jokes about how he doesn't need a driver when he goes golfing etc.
I've mentioned it a few times before. Anyway, 'Fat Baldy Ginger Club Footed Mick' has a certain ring to it.
My ankle and part of my torso was badly scarred when my mum dropped a pot of boiling potatoes on me when I was a child. As a 6yo, I got deliberately hit over the head with a bottle by a fellow 6yo and had to get 6 stitches. I've got a scar on my knee when I decided to slide tackle some prick and didn't notice a broken bottle. I was playing skooshy fights with a milk bottle once and didn't have a top on, tripped and landed on the bottle, slashing **** out my chest. I have many scars on my hands from fighting and work. I have a small scar on my penis where my bango skin was reattached to my member. Finally, I have a major scar in my anus, where savile fingered me.
One on my ankle,caught foot in back wheel of bike. One above my eye,ran into kid in playground. One on my upper arm,ran into a barbed wire fence. Tough kid I was
Got a scar right between my eyes from a bit of flying glass when some twat in a pub decided to smash a glass ashtray on the table. A centimeter either side and you'd probaby be calling me Cyclops.
****. Av got a scar on my right eyelid from when my brother hit me with a lawn mower disposal bin when I was a kid. Good news is my da battered him fur it.
Cracker on the back of my napper. I was annoying my big brother from my top bunk when I fell out and cracked the back of my head against the metal frame. I maintain it was his fault.
I did make a fuss due to the fact that the blood ran into my eyes and I couldn't see, I insisted that an ambulance was called despite the bar staff saying I didn't need one. As it happens the ambulance drivers were on strike so I was taken to casualty by the police who also told me that I was wasting their time. **** you I want stitches!
