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
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Hey Sharon, remember when we got completely shitfaced right before opening night of A Midsummer Night's Dream? That was some show -- dancing fairies allllll night! I wonder though, whatever happened to those bright sparkly wands...
Or, even better: 'member when you and I did a tapdance number to "Moses's Toeses" at Carnegie Hall?
Tra la... 46 hours and 45 minutes until curtain...
Hey Sharon. Last night was so fun, you might not remember it because you ended up falling off a very large elephant and lost your memory. so let me remind you
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Sharon, remember that time when we dropped Kevin on his head and caused him serious permanent brain damage? Ahh the memories. We totally should do that again sometime ;)
Hey Sharon, remember the time, you and i hung out at your place, and your sister came in totally trashed and carrying a bottle of booze and your parents were drunk too, so they thought it was cool and then since they wanted us to drink and we refused, they literaly threw us out of the house. Then when we got up, we found we had landed on Casey, so we all dusted ourselves off, and we drove in your Red 2006 Mitz. Eclipse to the mall. And then Casey toked up an made out with that Mexican guy in the Elevator with us watching and we both wanted to puke...partly cause of the fumes from the weed, and partly from the fact he was like 600 pounds and flabby. So we got out of the elevator and went to macys and for some reason the store was full of supermodels and hot fighters, and then you ran off to make out with one, and i went with Ivana Bozilovic to get ice cream cones. Then I woke up next to you and asked you what you had dreamed of and you said the exact same thing...damn the night was messed up; we should do lines again sometime!
remember when we poured gasoline in Mr. Butler's closet and then sprayed spray paint and then he lit a match playing with the Dunhills in Touch of Red?
Remember the time we decided to take our love affair off the stage and actually went out on a date? The entire time we listened to the newsises soundtrack and gushed over Jack, Spot and the rest of the boys to the point that we realized we weren't gay and should go to Hollywood to meet the beloved Christian and Gabriel. So we went to Travelocity (because they have the awesome roaming gnome) and booked a flight, but then we realized it was the week of the play so we gave our tickets to a hobo who used them for fuel for his fire....yea I love our non-existent good times.
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Or, even better: 'member when you and I did a tapdance number to "Moses's Toeses" at Carnegie Hall?
Tra la... 46 hours and 45 minutes until curtain...
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