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!

From: [identity profile] homo-impetus.livejournal.com


You remember that time that we got so drunk that I fell on the sidewalk and then laid there laughing until I shit my pants. And then you kicked me in the ass and the shit squirted out of the seams of my pants onto your shoes!! Then you laughed and laughed and laughed. And so did I.

That was awesome.
Or something
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