Two time Oscar winner Hilary Swank was injured on the set of her new movie “PS I Love You” recently after the braces on the suspenders of co-star Gerard Butler snapped and hit her in the forehead.

From Contact Music:

She says, “It came undone and flung across the room and hit me in the forehead… I had stitches. “Blood is trickling down my head and it left a perfect suspender mark – you know, the jagged edge of a suspender and then the straight edge.”

When you’re as ugly as Hilary Swank, the last thing you really need is a scar on your forehead to make matters worse. Although I guess it could also work to your advantage if you wanted to try and fool people into thinking that you’re ugly because you were in that car with Montgomery Clift, or that you could never keep your husband’s dinner warm. That kind of stuff is much more acceptable than being ugly because of something unforgivable like genetics or being from Michigan. Believe me, I know. My face looks like Tom Arnold’s ass after he sat on a pizza. Or maybe it looks like I was beaten by my wife for doing my flawless Buddy Hackett impression during sex again. See, that second statement instantly made my ugliness seem a whole lot more acceptable. Now pity me, bitch. Mr. Ugly needs some love.

Editor’s Note: I’m tired.

Editor’s Note Deux: I updated this post today after some much needed rest. It just sings now, doesn’t it? Hey, don’t be mean.