Nov 28, 2005 22:01
If you can read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a memory of us - even if we don't speak very often. It can be anything you want, good or bad.
When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people remember about you.
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Getting trashed on your dads weed.
that time I lured you over with beer to do a high school project and boy we got trashed on a Tuesday.
Sneaking out to go to St. Patricks day at your brothers apartment.
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"IT'S MONDAY!!!!"
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Some memory from when we were little kids and Fred wasn't home that day, over with a friend or something, but in any case you were playing with me that day. The details are a little fuzzy, but we started out on the screened porch and had to go back in time by sliding down the poles to get to the backyard and from there the epic battles of swarms of enemies that threatened to overpower us numerous times until we deafeated them with our laser beam sticks, but time was running out! We had to get back to the present before all hope was lost and we would be forever doomed to live in the past. With all the might our little legs could muster we bolted to our magic poles to climb up the worm hole of time to land, safe and sound, in our own time, back in the screen porch.
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About six months ago I just all of the sudden had a GIANT secret crush on you. It lasted about a week. I know, I know, I'm married. But my husband knows about it, and he's met me...which means he knows how these things go with me. So there it is.
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