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
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Remember that time you ran outside naked, and I'm like, "Paul! What the hell are you doing?!" And you're like, "no, no, it's okay. I drank the orange juice with the invisibility extract in it."? Hahahahaha.
Well, it was a long time ago when we were kids, but there was the time you stole my dad's motorcycle, and I had to come chasing after you on the tank I stole from the military base around the corner. Motorcycles should be faster, but remember, I caught up with you cause you wiped out going down the Timber Street hill? I had to take you to the hospital in the tank, and I would have gotten in trouble, except the nurse fell in love with you and you convinced her not to tell, and we siced an army of trained monkeys on the attending physician. Good times, good times.
Remember when you and I were singing in the choir together and my throat closed on that one high note? You laughed so hard you had that one vien popping right out of your head.
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