[false memories]

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. When you’re finished, if you would like you can post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people don’t remember about you.

I picked this up from T and thought I’d post it here, even though no one ever responds to my memes. Please, post a lil sumpin sumpin.

2 Replies to “[false memories]”

  1. Do you remember that weird old half-naked man in Bali who shouted all those eerie and highly specific prophecies at us on the beach? We thought he was crazy at the time but somenow now I wonder. I wish I’d written down everything he said, because bizarrely enough more of them came true that chance would seem to account for.

  2. Hey man, you remember that one time when we were standing on the western end of the Great Wall, and I started laughing hysterically at you because of the big gob of mayonnaise on your nose? It was funny ’cause neither of us knew quite how it got there, but I had a couple of ladies in my harem lick it off, then rip off your clothes while calling you “Pimp Daddy Palaverist”.

    Damn that was good times. Let’s do it again soon!

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