what? how did i get what scar? oh, this scar! well...
the way my mother always told it: i had already learned to walk, but i had a little trouble
with the whole stopping thing. as i was walking across the living room, i picked up too much steam
and decided to take a dive toward the rocking chair. luckily, my face broke my fall! i hit the edge of the seat
just above my chin, right below my lower lip and my little baby teeth cut right through. i got four little baby stitches
and one helluva scar. it's funny that i hardly ever get asked about it when it's right here on my face.
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