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crowdog66 ([personal profile] crowdog66) wrote2008-10-08 07:26 pm
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Memory meme!

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a completely made up, 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 in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.

[identity profile] angry-geologist.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 01:00 am (UTC)(link)
Do you remember that time where we got drunk in New York and missed the last train out? Oh man. I am never going to look at a spork the same way again!

[identity profile] lacontessamala.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
But I thought we were legally forbidden from mentioning The Chimpanzee Incident"?

[identity profile] y2jdingo.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 02:19 am (UTC)(link)
You remember when I flew over and you showed me around your fair city, then we went out for pizza at some hideously small hour of the morning?

[identity profile] y2jdingo.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
Good times.

[identity profile] magickalme.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 02:38 am (UTC)(link)
This one time... we were hanging out at a bar and a mushroom came in and bought us drinks. He sure was a fungi! :)

[identity profile] beckyh2112.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 02:43 am (UTC)(link)
So, this one time we were at DragonCon, at the Evening at Bree. Emerald Rose was on stage, and we'd just finished dancing up a storm to one of their faster songs. It was a slow song now, one of those mournful Irish ballads, and I badly needed some water. So did you, come to think of it.

We headed to the back of the room and tried to avoid walking into anyone. Got some water, swigged it down. Swigged a few more down. Ran into James Marsters.

I kind of stuttered through telling him he was awesome, but then Drowsy Maggie started up, and James Marsters or no, that song I dance to. So I headed back to the floor, leaving you there with James. Never did hear what came of that.

[identity profile] elaryn.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 05:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh, let's see? Was it that prayer meeting in Omaha, where we dressed up in devil costumes and literally cleared the joint? Or maybe that time we visited Atlantis together. Wait...I know... Remember lava surfing in Hawai'i? Sure you do. Scorched pedicures, but good times, all around.

[identity profile] colin-p.livejournal.com 2008-10-09 08:20 pm (UTC)(link)
I still can't over the fact that we ran into each other at that palace in Istanbul. Who could imagine that we'd pick the same night to try and steal those jewels.

[identity profile] chimera452.livejournal.com 2008-10-10 09:17 am (UTC)(link)
Playing in a playground sandbox. You were 9 and I was 8. We bought ice cream from a passing bicycle ice cream vendor, and then got melted ice cream and sand all over our clothes. We then walked to my house, where my mom chewed me out for tracking sand into the house, but she let you wash up in our bathroom before you went home.

[identity profile] cockatiel-art.livejournal.com 2008-10-10 04:41 pm (UTC)(link)
OH GOD! Don't you love days like when we were at the Shining Fork on Main St? We were with Corey when we drove by. The food there was hideous...not to mention the smell when they burned the steak Corey was having. I never thought we'd leave the place alive. Nice decor but absolutely no cooking skills what so ever. Didn't you order the Taco Surprise? I had the Chicken Blu... as in Still Frozen. Gods... I could go on forever!