Another game.

[almast]

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

Comments

[lemurstew]

Remember the time you showed up up here and ended up wiating for the bus outside so long your shoes froze to the pavement and some old man beat you up and stole your clothes, so you showed up at the lobby desk barefoot and naked? And all the did was look away politely and ring you in, cause being nice to the naked hypothermic guys is what Canada is all aboot, eh?

[almast]

Why is it, my one trip to Toronto, I end up naked? ...

Why is it, whenever I go anywhere, I end up naked?

And not naked in a good way, arg.

[lemurstew]

Dunno bout Toronto, I live in Ottawa ;)

And you end up nekkid so random tourists can take sexeh withdrawn-from-cold pictures of..umm..okay, not sexeh at all..yeah

[almast]

I guess I got confused with the time I ended up getting beaten up in the Toronto Opera House, losing my clothes and having to see the second half of Phantom in the Opera nude.

I got some weird looks there.

[lemurstew]

Though I'd think Phantom of the Opera would be quite enjoyable nude

[almast]

Christine was pretty hot, but I was with my mother.

Total mood killer.

[lemurstew]

hard to have fun with the mother beside you?

[almast]

Hard to be naked staring at a hot damsel in distress...

Well, I guess the quickest way to explain.

Hard to be having fund being hard with the mother beside ya.

[lemurstew]

especially when you have to explain why you need to borrow her hat ;)