Self Amusement

[learnteach]

Gakked from CVirtue, fine purveyour of Veggie Porn and Creator of Modern Medieval thangs:


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.

When you're finished, post this little paragraph on your blog so you can be amused, also.

Note: It's unshielded, so don't put any memory in that you wouldn't be willing to discuss drunkenly at a party. Including a West-An Tir beer bash...

Comments

Memories.....

[channel6.livejournal.com]

I remember that first time we set eyes on each other. It was in Katmandu--or was it Bogeta? It's all a blur now of cheap tequila and bad Mexican music on a crappy boombox. Regardless--there you were--half naked, wearing only some garishly-colored sarong you had borrowed from an Indonesian tourist and that goofy hat of yours. You were bellowing "My Sharona" at the top of your drunken lungs while you stood on a chair in that horrible bar--what was it called? Oh yeah, "The Twisted Dork." Our eyes met thru the haze of hashish smoke and you yelled at me, "Hey lady, where did you get that dog?"

We've been fast friends every since....

But I still want my tutu back, ya bastard.

Re: Memories.....

[collie13.livejournal.com]

How did he get into that tutu?! The cops still want to know, out here.