From Maevele

[lisaquestions]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now (even if we don't speak often or ever) please post a comment with a completely made up, 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 in your LJ and see what your friends come up with

Comments

[floorcandy]

Hey, remember that time we were on a road trip from Paris to Berlin and that old Russian gypsy woman gave us those weird tasting oranges that we found out later were actually filled with vodka?

Good times, good times... *teehee*

[lisaquestions]

It may amuse you to know that my fake memory on Maevele's post was a a Transmet homage.

And I totally remember those jacked up oranges!

[floorcandy]

Transmet! Woo! (Is that anything like the time we kissed the nun to see if she fainted or when we stitched those two animals together to see if we could make an entirely new form of life?)

[lisaquestions]

It was like the time we got drunk on gin and stoned on adrenochrome and prank called politicians and columnists, causing a rash of suicides.

[homo_impetus]

You remember that time that we got so drunk that I fell on the sidewalk and then laid there laughing until I shit my pants. And then you kicked me in the ass and the shit squirted out of the seams of my pants onto your shoes!! Then you laughed and laughed and laughed. And so did I.

That was awesome.
Or something

[innerlife_]

You always were my favorite sister.

[lisaquestions]

This is so brilliant because it's concise!

[innerlife_]

I miss you, sis.

[and_oh_mrs_o]

Hey, remember last Christmas when we decided to drink rum and hot chocolate all night on my roof and make up stories about the stars, then you were climbing down and accidentally put your knee through my kitchen window?

I'm glad you weren't hurt but, um...

Winter is on its way again and I don't think the plastic wrap you taped there is going to be very good insulation...

[lisaquestions]

But I weatherproofed the rest of the window! Shouldn't that count for something?

Besides, you got to keep the cats.

[sand_dweller]

You still owe me for breaking my bong. That thing was fucking sweet and now it's totally dead. Poor, poor Bob. :(

$200 should cover it, unless you'd rather come shopping with me and help me buy a new one. :)

[lisaquestions]

Your bong? What about the carpet it ruined when it broke and spilled all that bong water? When will you think about my feelings?

And, oh, yes, let's go shopping!