tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405235946922980965.post2115945362283450873..comments2024-03-26T01:22:19.803-04:00Comments on Notes From ABroad: How I Got This ScarNotes From ABroadhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12202279303962539035noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6405235946922980965.post-86174953444059189962012-07-22T05:11:36.995-04:002012-07-22T05:11:36.995-04:00I know what you mean about missing 'Pup'. ...I know what you mean about missing 'Pup'. Sox has been gone for nearly 7 weeks and I still expect her to run through the back door from the garden when I shout "FOOD!".<br /><br />As for HOW I GOT THAT SCAR?<br /><br />I was 20 and was checking out a brothel in Hanover. It was a 'fact finding' mission (honest), not a ... well, you know what I mean.<br /><br />The resident heavy's took exception to my presence and my 'questions' and, as I left the building, they followed. Just as I was approaching Hanover's mainline station, they caught up with me and stuck a knife into me back(lower right side). Luckily nearby Bahnhof police intervened and they ran off before they could do any real damage. I was left with only a small wound and a tinsy-winsy scar.<br /><br />As I recall, I said "Ouch!" an awful lot.Symdaddyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08953255546935904450noreply@blogger.com