Comments | hackmouth: I like this one

hackmouth

I like this one

Apr 01, 2006 09:17

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 ( Read more... )

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leapinglemmings April 1 2006, 19:10:45 UTC

i remember that one time you cashed in your pay check and flew me and you to jamaica and we dreaded our hair and and sat on the beach for an entire 48 hours w/o leaving. goooood times, man.

krypto38801 April 1 2006, 21:15:19 UTC

I remember when we were both at a party, and we got wasted, I mean, TOTALLY wasted, and you sort of leaned over, put your head on my shoulder, and said "Dude, you are the best friend I'll ever have. If I were a woman, I would so totally let you do me right now." I laughed and shrugged it off, but as the night went on, I noticed you still kept looking at me "that way."

leapinglemmings April 2 2006, 01:08:25 UTC

HAHAHAHAHAHHA

anyfoolcanweep April 1 2006, 22:32:43 UTC

i still get tender heartfelt letters from that donkey every single cinco de mayo.

leapinglemmings April 2 2006, 01:08:43 UTC

I LOVE YOUR ICON!

fairenough April 2 2006, 06:16:09 UTC

do you remember the time in algiers with that girl, what was her name? katie, katyln, kristin? whatever, anyway the three of us went to that little british run club that kept playing "rock the casbah," at the time it seemed funny and ironic but in retrospect i guess it wasn't really that clever at all. I still have that picture of us in front of the monument of martyrs.

hackmouth April 2 2006, 12:14:04 UTC

It has been a long time since Algiers...

Good times migrant_warrior April 3 2006, 19:40:46 UTC

I remember this one time in a closet...no not that one...
Oh yeah, there was this other time in a closet...no, not that one either...
How about that time in a bar...mmmm, try again.
Oh yeah, this one time, at band camp...that's already been done.

My favorite memory of you was when we went to ChuckECheese to visit Meredith and we decided to be assholes and play in the ball pit, then they asked us to leave, and never come back, even if we had kids. Then Meredith got mad because she was almost fired, but then she remembered that her life at ChuckECheese was a living Hell anyway and didn't care all that much. Then you went to Iraq to fight in the war, but they sent you home because you wouldn't take a shower without your rubber duckie. Yeah, good times.

Still missing you here in Brazil.