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, post this little paragraph on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON’T ACTUALLY remember about you.

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7 thoughts on “

  1. Hey, remember that time I hated you and never wanted to see you again? Shit, I was angry, wanted to see you dead and in pain, miserable beyond compare.Good times.

  2. I wasn’t remembering fondly today that time we spent together in Baja. The wind rustled the fronds of the palapa while we lazed around. We had that playful mock fight over the last Dos Equis that turned into a steamy, sandy wrestling match in the hot sun. Then the Tamale Lady came around with her basket full of stuff and we shared those tasty fruit empenadas. Oh, those were the times.

  3. I remember this one day, one of my roomates took all of our rent, hydro, electric bill cash and spent it one single night to “spoil” you. The next day I never saw you again.Wait.. Fiction right? Um.. let’s try that again.I remember this time when we both sat down and talked for hours about the meaning of life, the universe and everything in it. It was a fantasic moment in our relation ship and we kept in contact ever since! Best Friends for life. :)Now there is fiction for you!

  4. GIB, if that was indeed the case, then it wasn’t me that he spent the money. We’d been breaking up for awhile, and he hadn’t spoiled me for a lot longer than that. You might want to find Mario and talk to Aimee about that one. 🙂

  5. See I don’t know Mario or Aimee. I walked out of everyones life that day.. awsome day to remember.I know it had nothing to do with you.. just happen to be the girl in the right place, at the right time.Oh, let’s not forget that after I left..

  6. When it comes to Shawn, there is no such thing as “right place, right time” where I’m concerned. I learned a lot about what I will and will not tolerate from that — and I learned a lot about abuse. Too bad it took awhile to sink in, but I walked away from pretty much everyone to do with that life and never looked back.

  7. Remember that time we were both covered in peanut butter. The things we did have changed the way I look at nuts forever.It was a great morning at Carlingwood shopping mall all around. The way the mallgoers cheered after our maazingly erotic performance right there in the food court.It would have been perfect if you hadn’t punched me in the face.I still don’t know why you did. Life’s little mysteries.

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