Liar!

[minervasteel]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a completely made up, 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 little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.

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Comments

[radcliffe]

Remember Japan? That icing hot summer in Kyoto when the wind forsake us, and we lived entirely on vulgar martinis and badly translated comic books? I miss that sensation, both terrible and fantastic.

[gern]

Dude! Remember that time back in '68 when we were following the Dead around and actually met Jerry? And he turned out the be a dick and wouldn't share his huge stash of brown acid? God, remember how much fun we had hanging out with all the other hippies? Makes me want to stop showering and cutting my hair, just for old times sake...

[mintgrrl]

Alex I often think of the time when you and I traveled to Prague to see Skinny Puppy and Ministry at that little theatre next to that hash joint... what was it called? I remember slam-dancing in ballet shoes... oh, sorry no that was YOU in the ballet shoes. We drank way too much tequila and wandered the streets only to be picked up by my friend Valentina who had been living in Prague for a semester for school and I didn't even know it! She always had the best drugs. Anyway I still keep in touch with that French guy I met... we met up at the L.A. Decom last week and danced and kissed for hours.

Oh hey I know you have never heard of this thing called burningman so I want to create a new memory.... you need to get your ass there next year, you will not regret it. And bring Christine.

P.S. memory... fake. Incidents comprising memory... mostly real ;-)

[skepticle]

Oh the shens at Burning Man, how could we forget?
I was wearing a bat costume and you were head to toe military.