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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.

[cadged from [livejournal.com profile] jaylake, who got it elsewhere]
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 16:01 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] squarewave.livejournal.com
That time at the strip club when you begged me for more cash to get "just one more lap dance"...............

Date/Time: 2005-11-29 16:39 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] the-yellow-king.livejournal.com
How about that time in that bar down in Savannah-town? Those eight sailors were pretty rough fellows...
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 16:54 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] fenixinthedark.livejournal.com
There was the time, when you visited, remember? We were out on the road when some idiot cut us off and ran us off the road. Adding insult to injury, the guy flipped us off and had really insulting right wing stickers all over his bumper.

I remember the look of glee on your face as you got the thompsons out from under your seat and mowed him down like a midget in line for black Friday sales when the doors suddenly open.

(you never said it had to be plausible).
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 17:13 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] delicarose.livejournal.com
I just can't ever forget that long conversation we had about feminine perfection and how you explained to me in excruciating detail that "more then a mouthful is a waste". Never did quite get over that. I've been considering reduction ever since.
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 17:20 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] ladysoleil.livejournal.com
Please tell me you don't remember the time we drove out to the Grand Canyon with the carload of midget wrestlers? I'm still embarrassed by the fling I ended up having with Teeny Tom. ;)
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 18:24 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] whomajigi.livejournal.com
Rememer when we finally got enough money raised for enormous implants, and when we got to the operating (and then out again), we found they switched tags and I had my gallbladder removed, and some poor 54 year old guy was sporting triple Z's?

That was awful.
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 18:47 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] smaugchow.livejournal.com
You CAN'T have forgotten that weekend in Tijuana! Remember when we tried to talk those Mexican whores down under $10! I swear, the short one was so ugly she should have been paying us! It's a shame yours turned out to be a she-male. Tough luck, man, though I'm totally proud of you for completing the transaction anyway. That shows real dedication to task. I would have baled.
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 18:59 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] david-deacon.livejournal.com
Remember the time you and I sneaked into Donald Rumsfeld's house and short-sheeted his bunk beds?
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 19:49 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] mighty-man.livejournal.com
What about that time we posed as food inspectors from the health department? We kept confiscating food and drink until we *did* get sick!
Date/Time: 2005-11-29 23:32 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] yokes1971.livejournal.com
I remember the time we slept out for tickets to see Ronald Reagan speak at the American Conservative Congress building in Boise Idaho. I can't believe you started calling the homles guy a lush loser who should get a job.
Date/Time: 2005-11-30 00:48 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] mighty-man.livejournal.com
That wasn't rafe, that was me.
Date/Time: 2005-11-30 02:03 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] christyr1q.livejournal.com
Do you remember when you, Ivan and I went toy shopping for K's b-day? It was almost as much fun debating what to buy as it was trying out the cat-5-o-nine tail in the foursome later.
Date/Time: 2005-11-30 02:04 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] christyr1q.livejournal.com
Can I just say that the last sentance made my shiver in fear... Sorry I know you can't remember that on either.

Eak!
Date/Time: 2005-11-30 02:05 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] izzy23.livejournal.com
Remember that one time, in that place, where we did that thing with the stuff?

Me neither.

Good times, man, good times.
Date/Time: 2005-11-30 11:32 (UTC)Posted by: [identity profile] analmuch.livejournal.com
Remember that time when we went to the jail to get me out of trouble and you ended up soliciting an undercover cop in the waiting room. Dude, you spent more time in the slammer than me, that night. When I finally got out and bailed you out, you were tired and the drunk midget wrestler in the cell with you was REALLY happy.

Oh the memories.