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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Remember the time Casper the ghost started fucking with us? I whooped his ass with a minivac and then we reversed it at the pre-school. It was hilarious watching those kids cry.
For some reason, there's one night I spent at a club with you about 2 years ago from which I can only recall a band called the Condoms On Fire, a crazy coke dealer with a gun, and someone we met who was distantly related to you in some way. Maybe they were all the same person.
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Who knew we'd end up saving the world?
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