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"Remember?"
I participated with Mollywogger and Joie on this little gem:
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 paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you.
No excuses, OK?
posted by DD @ 12/07/2005 03:07:00 PM
6 Socked it to me!
6 Punches:
'Member that time when we got drunk at your house when your parents went on that cruise? And then, you tried to mow the carpet 'cause it was green and you thought it was growing?
That was funny. Your parents didn't think it was so funny, though. I suppose the carpet didn't think it was very funny, either.
Hey remember that time we ran against each other in the 400 metre sprint at the Sydney Olympics? And you kind of stumbled at the beginning and you said it felt like someone had put little rocks in your running shoes.
It was me.
And I am sooooo sorry. In fact every night I replay that start in my head over and over again, you stumbling with that grimace on your face. Me running past you.
Phew. I feel so much better now!
Remember when we went to the carnival and met those boys? You know, the one with the mullet and his friend with the braces and the Twisted Sister t-shirt? And we all went on the squirrel cages ride and Twisted Sister guy threw up all over you and then we started calling him Ralph.
How about that time in gym class when we had to see how many sit-ups we could do and we kept "popping-off"? Every one was looking around trying to figure out who it was....I thought we'd pee our pants!
I guess we shouldn't have eaten those burritos at lunch!
Gosh, you made me remember when I was an aspiring beautician and you needed a cut and perm for the prom. It took all day, we worked so hard.
Except for looking like cross-dressing Gallagher on a really, bad day, we all thought you were beautiful, until you turned Carrie on us.
Remember when you and I were on that covert mission from the U.S. Government to determine whether Paul Bunyan actually exists? We would go to Paul Bunyan World in Brainerd every day for a month and try to figure out exactly how Paul knew how to greet the children by name when they entered the park. We never did find out the truth.
We did take some great pictures of us riding on Babe the Blue Ox in the parking lot, however.
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