I have eight scars, I will list them in order of how I got them
Scar number one, its on my right arm forearm, Shop accident, my friend was bout to buzz saw himself and when I pulled his hand away, I got my arm a nice two inch cut,
Scar number two, my friend had just turned legal in a neighbouring province so we decided to go and have a few drinks for the weekend, well he got smashed and me being DD watched his back, he got himself in a spot of trouble with a couple big biker dudes, lucky for him I was also a big biker dude at the time, and stepped in, one pulled a knife and got me in the gut, we got stitches it wasn't so bad.
Scar number three, I was at a party, there were all sorts of people here, and I saw this drunk 30 year old guy throwing himself on some 17 year old sneak in, he just wasn't listening when the girl said no, so I came over grabbed his shoulder and said "OI buddy the girl said NO," gave him a stern punch to the chin and began to walk away, the then pulled a knife and stabbed me in the back square between the shoulder blades, it was serrated so when he pulled it out it was bad, that is one of my three ugly scars.
Scar number four, I was on a beach with a pretty girl, and when I rolled over to say I love you I rolled on top of a piece of glass, it was somewhere on my side, that night didn't end the way I intended,
Scar number five, Not much for this one just found some barbed wire when hunting and when trying to free myself I cut myself bad in the calf, it was a ugly one and didn't heal right
Scar number six seven AND eight, I use to take my bike out to a abandon air strip and ride her up and down the strip as fast as I could, well after one night at a party were I broke up yet another guy forcing himself on a girl, he decided he wanted revenge, so he took broken glass, nails and put a few steak knives in the ground, well I wasn't paying attention to the road and wiped out, big time, got my left arm and right arm fucked up right bad, two scars on my left arm and one is downright ugly, to make matters worse my baby never recovered, and I haven't ridden a bike or wore a leather jacket since...