My scar (as you can see) came about 10 years ago from my mom and dads parrot, Sam. That parrot was great, I would tease him so much but it was a love/hate relationship. I was never mean to him, he knew that I loved him...we would always just play around. Well, Sam liked to give kisses. He would always give kisses to me and let me rub his head. One day, I do not know what I was thinking but I gave him a kiss after I put on Vanilla lip gloss. (lol) I thought it was cute because after he gave me a kiss he sorta "tasted" the vanilla gloss and I let him. He was just tasting it....I thought it was cute. I told my mom to watch and before she could even say anything...you guessed it...Sam latched on. I tried to yell which scared him and he let go (thank goodness)!!! So, that is my scar. I think it is funny and I always laugh every time that I look at it. You really can not see it unless I flatten my lips and actually point it out, but I don't care...it was given by love, well sorta! ha!
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