non-memory meme (stolen from greylady )

[themusecalliope]

If you read this - if your eyes are passing over this right now - 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.

Optional: 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.

Comments

[greylady.livejournal.com]

Remember that trip to the Garden of Eden, you bet me that you could find the Tree of Knowledge first. You were right, but no one mentioned that the Tree's fruit was going to be so similar to Dorian fruit.

It took me 3 days to wash the smell off my hands just from touching the stupid thing. I still don't know how you managed to actually eat one.

[themusecalliope]

Well, you know what they say: smells like hell, tastes like heaven. *sigh* I'll bet if we had stayed there I could have had a pet Panda. I seem to recall that you were partial to the local figs. If only we could find our way back there again.

Remember in high school...

[keeperofquills.livejournal.com]

When you and Grant and I went to that dance together (the one your boyfriend in the navy invited you to) and only two guys asked me to dance (and the one was a total perv and kept trying to grab my butt and everytime you danced by you slapped at his hands for me) and FIVE guys asked Grant to dance? And he was so mortified!! Remember all the way home we teased him about how pretty he looked?? And then afterwards we ended up at my parents' house and we exploded that bottle of Peach Sparkling Cider all over the ceiling!! That was the funniest ever!! Do you have that one picture of Grant that you took right when that big German guy was asking him to dance? The look on his face was priceless! Email me if you have it. :}

Re: Remember in high school...

[themusecalliope]

You know, it was his own fault for borrowing one of your party dresses. He made me burn the negatives not long afterwards, but I still have the original somewhere safe. I'm still surprised that your Dad didn't kill him after he made that mess. Doesn't he still owe you drycleaning money for the peach cider stain on your gown?

Re: Remember in high school...

[keeperofquills.livejournal.com]

He does! I should get that from him, it was like 50 bucks to clean the dress because it was white satin with velvet trim.

[steedonfilm.livejournal.com]

About my favorite memory of us was on the company winery trip we made where you grabbed me and dragged me behind the giant cask of Amatidiallo (I know, my spelling sucks) and stole a kiss form me and we then had to explain to our boss, Hunter S. Thompson, what was going on, as he especially despised any hanky-panky going on between his knife sharpeners and gun cleaners (he was very strict about keeping those two departments separate) so you quickly fabricated the story about grabbing me to squish the giant 17 inch spider which his Vanquish and RC cola addled brain totally bought.

Ah...good times, good times.

[themusecalliope]

Ah how I miss my days as a knife sharpener. The Fine edges, the good steel. *sigh* Considering the fact that you organized the trip, I don't see why I shouldn't have stolen that kiss. Maybe it was the Champagne talking, but I will always remember that Cask of Amontillado fondly. I still wonder where Mr. Thompson managed to find that box full of blood oranges that he offered us for lunch, though.