Here's a two-fer on my poor, hairy thigh.
The barely visible knife cut at the top is from around 1986, freshman year of college when I was a Show Assistant in the
Rice MOB. I was cutting downward through cardboard with a big, gray box cutter, sliced right through and jabbed it into my thigh. Quite bright, I know...
Luckily it was a sharp blade so I barely felt it stick in. A few stitches later and I was fine.
The other one is the the result of a cat attack earlier in the year, as documented
here. It's fresh, so who knows if it will still be around in 20 years.