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Dec 06, 2005 14:59

Reply with a completely fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want - good or bad - but it must be fake. Then, consider posting this in your livejournal, and be surprised (or mortified) about what people don't actually remember about you.

P.S. I didn't use the winky face at the end, because I hated it.

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emply December 6 2005, 21:05:28 UTC
Remember that time we went on a mountaineering expadition to resue your little sister with whom you didn't really have a relationship until she was stuck in an ice crevice and you realized you loved her, and we almost froze to death and half of our crew died but then you cut open a wooly bear and we spent the night in there for warmth and then when we finally found the crevice and your sister was blue and freezing and almost dead and we managed to get her attached to a harness to drag up but just as she was about to come over the edge the carabeaner snapped and she slipped a couple feet, and we all caught our breath but somehow she held and you pulled her up and administerd the shot to save her life and then we started the long trek back to the helicopter during which we all got caught in an ice-storm and everyone died anyway, except us, who survived to tell the tale?

good times, great oldies.

em

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justtheclaps December 6 2005, 21:11:48 UTC
just checking: you mean the caterpillar kind of wooly bear, right?

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emply December 7 2005, 00:48:48 UTC
What, you don't remember?

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Remember the time anonymous December 7 2005, 02:59:47 UTC
Remember the time in the Co-op when I grabbed your ass and you liked it....but you kind of DIDN'T like it???
What?!?
~Carolyn

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eskimocowboy09 December 7 2005, 03:52:32 UTC
Remember that time we were hanging out in that graveyard and we were eating balonga sandwhichs and laughing and having a good time. Then you said something about "Hey wouldn't it be funny. . .." and then a zombie came up out of the ground and tried to eat you. Then we realized we were in a graveyard and that we were surrounded by zombies and that we'd have to fight our way out. That's when you invented the flying ninja razor backflip roundhouse judo flying dutchess and I made those robotic pirate monkeys with lasers for eyes and razor fangs.

Yeah, we kicked there asses.

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truth anonymous December 7 2005, 06:28:46 UTC
there was that time in high school you scored the game winning goal. but there was something wrong with it. you scored it with your...nose?

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truth nohcolin December 7 2005, 06:29:14 UTC
there was that time in high school you score the game winning goal. buth there was something wrong with it. you scored it with your...nose?

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