There it is. Pretty much all I have to do to remember the stupid things I have done is look at my body, because just about every scar I have was gotten doing something incredibly stupid.
Just saw the one on my arm and remembered; when I was in the hospital in 1st grade I had staff, strep, and pneumonia all at the same time. After a few days I was finally well enough to walk around, so my mom was walking with the IV bag on wheels, and we went to go look at the fish. Bored with the fish, I started to walk away and the needle yanked out of my arm, I still have a scar that makes it look like I used to be a cutter.
One halloween when I was in like 6th grade and my brother was in 2nd, he dressed up as a woman for his costume. He was wearing high heels and looking at a mirror on my parents wall. I pushed his head and told him to kiss himself, and being inexperienced in heels, he falls forward and breaks the mirror, and my foot comes down on a piece of glass that went about a half inch straight in. That hurt, pulling it out hurt way worse.
Last and most recent scar I got while chasing my dog as she was running towards the highway after we let her out of the car at a gas station to go pee. Slipped on the ice and got a nasty scar on my elbow.
I have even injured myself in the seemingly safe act of performing cunnilingus, but I will spare you the details. It was worth it though
Remember when the signatures were the same shade as the posts, and you used to be able to trick people. And if you are reading this, it is my sig.... Those were the days.