stolen from gness

Dec 01, 2005 22:04

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 ( Read more... )

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talkos December 2 2005, 23:24:06 UTC
Remember when we all met up with a bunch of NSers...and got a li'l tipsy, and decided to get on the radio. So we took turns doing karaoke until someone decided we should BBQ you like they always threatened to do on IRC...and then there was much wailing and gnashing of teeth, but all was resolved, in a way many things are, by an application of pool cues to the back of select heads. But by then everyone had to go their respective ways, thanks for keeping us from getting lost over there by the way. :P

Not to mention that time deep in the jungles....charlie all arounds...and we had to feed Jonny to the native tribesmen to buy our way out of the ambush...ohhh man, even now when it rains I can still smells the jungle and hear the screaming of the AK's...did your war wound from that ever heal? Mine didn't...still clicks when I walk on a rainy day. Jolly green giants we were, stridin' across the world with guns...yeah...bovines with guns.

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goddessness December 5 2005, 05:43:21 UTC
Remember how cold my hands were? The night was clear and the sky full of stars. We could see our breath in the air and you pushed yourself against me to warm me up. I laughed and sang to you, the song you loved to hear when I was near you. You closed your eyes and let sensations take over you, swirling, rising like the heat of your breath against the black of the sky. My hands were cold and silken, and you sought for them to bring you release, I smiled and obliged as I grabbed your udders. You always did give great milk, do you remember?

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stephiev78 December 5 2005, 05:50:27 UTC
LOL - oh dear G'ness ... you're a worry :P

(oh - I'm a friend of Goddess and assorted other NSer's - fudgetopia. Pleasure to meet you and spam your journal out ;) )

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junkiemajortom December 5 2005, 22:16:14 UTC
Do you remember the Parade? It was a sunny Friday Morning at the end of August. I remember walking with you down the route waving at the people who lined the street. I can still hear the Brass band thumping away in front of us. As we walked by I could feel the eyes lock on us but you never seemed to falter ( ... )

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