From Maevele

[lisaquestions]

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!

Comments

[floorcandy.livejournal.com]

Hey, remember that time we were on a road trip from Paris to Berlin and that old Russian gypsy woman gave us those weird tasting oranges that we found out later were actually filled with vodka?

Good times, good times... *teehee*

[lisaquestions.livejournal.com]

It may amuse you to know that my fake memory on Maevele's post was a a Transmet homage (http://maevele.livejournal.com/47118.html?thread=155150#t155150).

And I totally remember those jacked up oranges!

[floorcandy.livejournal.com]

Transmet! Woo! (Is that anything like the time we kissed the nun to see if she fainted or when we stitched those two animals together to see if we could make an entirely new form of life?)

[lisaquestions.livejournal.com]

It was like the time we got drunk on gin and stoned on adrenochrome and prank called politicians and columnists, causing a rash of suicides.

[floorcandy.livejournal.com]

Or the time we cornered the president in the bathroom and made him shit himself while the secret service listened.

That prolapse setting should be illegal or something. Oh wait... XD

[homo-impetus.livejournal.com]

nice icon

[floorcandy.livejournal.com]

Thankyew, thankyew.