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[prophet_keeper]

Stop

If you are reading 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 anything you want- good or bad - BUT IT HAS TO BE FAKE!

Comments

[nyf4christ]

I remember that one time that you make a snake out of your belly-button lint and attacked Davey C. with it. Oh, what larks.

[jimmypsetmefree]

Billy once rescued me from no less than a dozen voracious raptors intent on ripping me from limb to limb. With one hand tied behind his back and a blindfold around his eyes, he slew every last one of them; performing the final kill with only his front right canine.
That was a fun day...

[ex_lame_joh]

I remember this one time where you and me decided to tour with the dead. It was killer, man, we were all crazy and there was that time, ya know, at red rock and then we all hung out after the show but it kinda sucks now cause jerry's dead. and then we ate ramen out of bowls while sitting on the roof of your car in memory of Jerry and then I got that tattoo of those freaking dancin bears on my back.

cheboygan.

good ol' days

[ex_lame_joh]

Is that the time that you two thought that you killed that hooker, and shoved her body in the housekeeping closet at the hotel only to relize on the news the next day that she wasn't dead just passed out and the staff found her the next day, and for the next two weeks you complained of not being able to get the taste of weed and hooker spit out of your mouths.

[ophelia_85]

Remember the time you were smoking a hookah right in front of the cop, on my porch?

Oh, wait. That was real.

Remember when you hugged a skunk?

[foosforchrist]

Powerful memories of glorious days when we would play with matches and talk sense; and always you were the first to leave.