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tell me lies, tell me sweet little lies!

From ravenrigan

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 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, feel free to post this little paragraph in your LJ if you want and see what your friends come up with.


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Nov. 27th, 2008 10:36 am (UTC)
That time at band camp where you jumped in a big pile of autumn leaves only to find it covered the pit that that fella Nietzsche was harping on about. You said "Hey Sash, come look into the pit, it kinda looks back at you." And I was all like "Weird, i feel a kinda existential darkness all fillin' me up."

Edited at 2008-11-27 11:52 am (UTC)
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:42 pm (UTC)
On the other, it did provide a handy place to dump the empties.
Nov. 27th, 2008 11:26 am (UTC)
I am reminded of the time that i broke you out of that jail in Nogales. We must have had every single killer in Cohaila after us by the time it was all over. It's just a good thing that Jose owed me that favor.

How could you not know she was the governor's daughter? Seriously.
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:44 pm (UTC)
It's not my fault, I thought her t-shirt was ironic.
Nov. 27th, 2008 12:26 pm (UTC)
Steve, how could you forget that evening on the Titanic? You, me, the moonlight, the giant squid...he still sends me Christmas cards, you know...
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:44 pm (UTC)
Yeah but I really don't like the way the message moves around as you look at it. I kinda puts you off your brussel sprouts.
Nov. 27th, 2008 12:28 pm (UTC)
The time I bet you to eat your own weight in turnips - and you did!
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:45 pm (UTC)
Heh, you still owe me monkey quids for that!
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:07 pm (UTC)
The end of Continuum 2004 when we found the Earthly end of the Rainbow Bridge in the garden and were late getting home because we decided to go and have a peek at the realm of the Nordic gods.
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:46 pm (UTC)
Heimdall was always my favourite but I didn't think he'd turn out to be an Arsenal fan. I mean, c'mon.
Nov. 27th, 2008 02:17 pm (UTC)
What about the midnight ritual by the swimming pool in LA when we invoked the Great Old Ones just for kicks. How we screamed!

Samantha's pool boy still hasn't got all the slime from between the grouting on the mosaic, you know!
Nov. 27th, 2008 03:50 pm (UTC)
Steve, face it, we really did see a ghost.
Nov. 27th, 2008 04:29 pm (UTC)
Shame on you for forgetting that 50 quid I lent you to buy drugs and booze!
Nov. 27th, 2008 05:23 pm (UTC)
Going for a cuppa with you in that little greasy spoon tucked away under the old swing bridge while yachts and ducks, only too see your face as your younger sisters cruised past us, sat in your car that had ended up on the back of a garbage pontoon...
Nov. 27th, 2008 11:16 pm (UTC)
You recall the wet, stormy night that we were stuck on that train platform together? It still amazes me the speed with which you sprung to aid that woman on the rails.
Nov. 28th, 2008 12:08 pm (UTC)
I remember well the night (or what is day--such things are so relative) on the way back from Altair. You sat up with me until the next watch because I was convinced the strange noises were mutant mongeese in the duct work (which I was right about, as you well know now). But at the time, we didn't know and I was just a bit cabin crazy (some much space, so little relative time!)and you shared your dehyrated tea with me, even though it was your last packet, and we played cards until the solar system was on the long-range scanners. Thank you for that!
Dec. 1st, 2008 09:59 am (UTC)
Weirdly, I've just read a story about mutant armadillos causing problems on a space ship.

It's in Punktown: Third Eye.
Nov. 29th, 2008 01:42 am (UTC)
Remember when we scalped that Fairbrass bloke from Right Said Fred and stitched his barnet onto your bald pate?

Worked a treat, didn't it?
Nov. 29th, 2008 03:59 pm (UTC)
Do you still have the fireman's brass plaque I nicked from that funny litlle pub in Caerleon we got pissed in round about '78. Those skinheads said something about your mohican and you called them sheepshaggers. I can't remember what happened to it after we legged it.
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