If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) please post a comment with a COMPLETELY MADE UP AND FICTIONAL memory of you and me.

It can be anything you want - good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.

From: [identity profile] xarcoss.livejournal.com


yeah I remember the time we went cow tipping and ended up being chased around the field by a bull. good thing I ran faster than you, I remember that looking like it hurt.

From: [identity profile] pleroma.livejournal.com


I remember the time that we were trying to decide between the two of us which of the supermodels each of us would take home. The fact that you had the plain common sense to decide based upon who won in a race of two super-charged Yugos (complete with low-rider equipment, neon-lights surrounding the under-carriage, and aero-dynamic fins on the trunk) from Mickey and Veaya's to downtown Atlanta during high traffic hour and back...

Priceless.

From: [identity profile] hapersmion.livejournal.com


(Is it bad that for several minutes the only memories I could think of involved random violence?)

I remember that one time at King's Gate when the revelers were in town with the Goat What Grants Wishes, and we slipped Pyotr (if that's how you spell it) a few intoxicants and enraptures, and had him singing and dancing in the middle of the field...

From: [identity profile] technoir.livejournal.com


(Is it bad that for several minutes the only memories I could think of involved random violence?)

Why am I not surprised by that?

From: [identity profile] sunflowers271.livejournal.com


One time at band camp...

I styled your hair really pretty and you wore this pink fluffy leotard tu-tu and you danced this beautiful ballet from the Nutcracker.

I clapped and clapped and we had the time of our lives drinking hot cocoa and chatting all night about what we wanted for Christmas.

It brings a tear to my eye and a smile to my face every time I think of this. :-)

~sun~

From: [identity profile] technoir.livejournal.com


I think the peppermint schnapps in the hot cocoa probably led to this whole incident.

From: [identity profile] aveareya.livejournal.com


I remember that most peaceful and pleasant of days - you and me, smoking our pipes while we rested in the shire. Gandolf sitting beside us trying to steal your pipe tobacco. And you let him, you coward! Watching Aragorn put on that silly sock puppet play. Man, that was a great day.

From: [identity profile] monkeyd.livejournal.com


I remember doing the dance of a thousand kumquats over a field of squash after game that one time. That was awesome.

From: [identity profile] comic-monkey.livejournal.com


There was that time when we were trapped in the Lost Snake-City of Sar-Ziban, down to two clips for the tommy gun and still needing to destroy the god-computer Complex before the memebomb was activated to rewrite the minds of all humanity. Good times those.

From: [identity profile] technoir.livejournal.com


I told you bringing the peanut butter and whisky was a good idea!

From: [identity profile] phoeclipse.livejournal.com


And there was that one time we were surfing in the Emerald Sea, you remember? That othamon nearly tore you to pieces before we blasted it with our torc rays. Othamon steak still brings back the smell of the cinnamon wind...

From: [identity profile] technoir.livejournal.com


I still say I could of taken him. I mean it looked bad but it was only a flesh wound.

From: [identity profile] tomdpimp.livejournal.com


That reminds of the time we were at Dollywood watching Styx perform their masterpiece Killroy. Dennis DeYoung was singing Mr Roboto when you threw a water bottle at him and hit him in the eye. Next thing I know we are being chased by Dollywood security and two crazed roadies. Fortunately we dodges to avoid the gunfire.

From: [identity profile] technoir.livejournal.com


Yep they were lousy shots anyways. Next time no tequilla before the concert.

From: [identity profile] ikara-fox.livejournal.com


Remember back when you still had the half-pheonix curse that forces you the eat yogert constantly to cool. I don't think we ever found the body...did we? The partical physics were all wrong though [livejournal.com profile] xarcoss said it was possible due to genetic embablement. Poor wittle fendish half-dragon dire were-tyranisourus potato plant. It never did look right afer that and you had to give it away. What happend to it?
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