Put this down as yet another stupid male fantasy, but I'm convinced I could romance more women if I had better scars. Maybe if I had a few bullet holes in the torso, ... a thin facial scar from that knife fight in Bali, ... claw marks down my forearm. Would that be so bad? Step up to the bar next to some smokin' brunette, casually flexing my muscles. "Oh, that? Yeah, got that rescuing my girlfriend's puppy from a hungry polar bear. I had to slap it around, show it who's boss. She's gone now - the girlfriend, I mean. What's your name?" Score/William Spence, Lewiston Tribune. More here.

Question: Do you have any interesting scars?