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My in-laws got back from their concert and we chatted for awhile. It was actually nice and I felt comfortable with the conversation. Right before everyone parted for sleep my father-in-law bares his torso to me so I can see the scar from his recent gall bladder surgery. There was no warning and since he was wearing a snap up shirt (creepy in and of itself) there was literally no time to prepare myself. My own father did the same thing to me only a few weeks back after his shoulder surgery though he was wearing a buttoned shirt at the time (which is not to imply that he has a better sense of style than my father-in-law or really any sense of style for that matter).

What is with this? Why do men feel such a strong need to show off their scars that they lose any sense of propriety? Medical stuff makes me queasy. Combine that with the unexpected peep show and I'm seriously going to lose my cookies.

Unlike most humans in my gender pool I don't have a scar fetish. Don't show them to me. I don't want to know.