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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You remember that time when we kicked random people in the shin just for laughs, and then we fell into the infinite abyss of time and space and found-surprise-FROGS?! Good times.
I remember when we went out to Whyte Ave. and got arrested for jaywalking, and while we were trying to talk the cops out of it, a huge protest started with flags and people singing and dancing in the streets and then it just turned into a huge block party and the police joined in?
That time in Kenya, when we were visiting those villagers and a lion peered it's head over the hill and started coming our way, and we were trying to get one of the families to let us hide in their homes but we couldn't figure out how to convey that message. Then they started breaking into a dance because that's what they thought we were doing, and it ended up scaring the lion off. God that was funny and scary all at the same time.
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I'll never forget.
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