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

[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.