So the other evening, when we're cooking dinner, the wife asks "What's that on your leg? Did you get a tattoo, and why a crescent?"
Puzzled, I look down, and sure as hell there's something on my leg. I think about it for a couple of minutes, and then it hits me. The 72 bit me earlier this week, but I never thought about it or looked for a mark.
Any guesses what part bit me? Shouldn't be hard to figure out.
