Man, that hurt

Crawdad

I dropped a one gallon mayonaise jar full of river craw fish on my foot. I was fishing down at the river, as I did much during the summer, and got a full jar of river craw fish. I was going to take them home to cook up, but the jar was wet, slipped out of my hand and dropped on my foot. The glass broke, shattering and cutting me right on the ankle all the way to the bone. I limped home, leaving a bloody trail all the way. Twenty five stitches and no craw fish lunch. That sucked. The scar is still pretty visible 35 years later and it still kind of tingles when I touch it.