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[lemurstew]

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

Comments

[true_anti_hero]

I remember when we were at a BBQ and you were hungty for toejam so you chased me down with a plastic knife and burried it in my bellybutton, stunning me till you got what you wanted then you left me there to try and pull the knife out myself. 10 min later your pet lemur sat on my head and woudl not let go.

[lemurstew]

cause lemurs rock nyaaa

Heheh

[almast]

My favorite memory probably has to be the time you revealed that you occasionally wore studded-leather thongs with chains for the "assfloss," because you considered in more bracing in the Canadian winter, allowing for you to become fully wide awake when you put them on in the morning.

Also, there was something about the massaging qualities of the studs, I think.

:P

Re: Heheh

[lemurstew]

*chokes* ouch

[darkest_dan]

Remember that time that me, Thomson and Fagen all got really hammered, and we came to your house and totally sobered up?
Good times.

[lemurstew]

everbody sobers up at my house..must be my overwhelming coolness ^_^

[loklore]

3 items:
A whip
A chicken
A bucket of grease

You figure out the rest XD

[lemurstew]

O already know the rest. I photo-documented your antics with that poor chicken, remember?

[true_anti_hero]

So you whipped a chicken into a deep fat frier full of grease? That's just sick man.

[lemurstew]

whelp, that's Loki for ya

[loklore]

Oh sorry, I think I was remembering what a former friend of mine's fantasy was... now what was his name? Sanders I think. He started a little chain of chicken restaurants if I remember rightly.

*stumps around with his old man's cane*

[lemurstew]

You're -almost- old enough for it, too.