Sit, my friend. Let me tell you about my scars.

Many years, I have gained my friends. These scars. They are like family to me. I give them names like little babies that are born to me.

On my right shoulder, there is first Svetlana, near armpit. This is place where I sweat. It was easy scar to name.

Another on my arm is Anastasia. She is forceful name. She lives on my forearm.

On left arm, is twin brothers: Vladamir and Viktor. They are similar in size and have feud, but truth is, I give love to both. Equal. They are good scars and mean well.

On my stomach is small scar called Lolita. People may look at Lolita, but they do not touch Lolita or they are in for world of hurt.

Scar on back is Luka. Guess I think you have seen him before.

Right leg scar is first Boyan, then Budimir, then Boris. Budimir and Boris follow Boyan to scar school and look up to him, as he is on upper thigh, close to Pitr.

Left leg scar is favorite scar of all, beautiful Raisa. When I raise leg to sky to make splash jump at foolish enemy, I think most of her.

My scars hope you like meeting them.