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[mousapelli]

Uhm. Not sure why this spam encouraged a Tommy header. gacked from Nny and a bunch of others:

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.

Comments

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

You remember that time we--no, that actually happened. How about when you--no, that too. Damn, this is hard! Okay, here we go.

You remember that time we went to the pet store to buy you an iguana, but we walked out with a parrot trained to say "Wind in yer sails"? And then we went to the Blockbuster to rent Pirates, but they were out, so the parrot bit the clerk.

And there was a goat involved. [Which seems to be my theme for the day.] I'm not sure what Christina was doing with it, but I'm not sure I want to know, either.

[miscellanny.livejournal.com]

do you remember when we accidentally blew up the oven attempting to make toast, only we kinda got distracted by Velvet Goldmine and the *whole* *halls* was evacuated, even the ones in P block who were all the way on the other side of the court, and everyone assumed we'd been doing something naughty because there was smoke billowing out and we were in *hysterics* and slashing all the semi-clad men...

[florahart]

Ooh, ooh. That time when there were those guys up the block, with that car, that used to be lilac until they painted it turquoise with nail polish? Jesus, it took them like two entire summers, out there in their little shorts and tank tops, and we'd go out there and wipe away stray flecks of blue on their tan delts and pecs, and bring lemonade, and then they were SO UNAPPRECIATIVE when we suggested salmon and lemon-yellow detail! But. Did you know, their little brother has that car now, and he's adding the detail now. Because he was only eleven then, remember, always hung out in the garage, never wanted to come out where we could see him? Turns out, he thought we were the coolest thing since frozen waffles and painting that detail makes him think of us. Which is kind of sad.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

i do remember that, because that goat was COMPLETELY edible, but Christina wouldn't eat with her hands, and Katharine said no because it was goat and that's like meat, but then it turned out that the goat had been hand-raised on organic tofu and hummus, so it was only 1 percent goat, so we had it pastureized and then it was skim goat, and she could eat that.

[mousapelli.livejournal.com]

it's funny you should mention that, because i was just talking to that guy, and he says the thing he remembers most fondly is when you snuck early in the morning and painted yourself lilac and laid down in their driveway so that his brothers would think that YOU were the car and stroke you with the nail polish brushes, and it WORKED and you said it was worth it even though you were turquoise for two weeks and people kept stopping you on the street and asking you to sing your Aria from Fifth Element.

[hetaira9.livejournal.com]

(hahahahaha shutup!!!)

quite possibly the best moment of my life

[hetaira9.livejournal.com]

You know, I ran into AQC yesterday and I was telling her about that time in Greek when we finally snapped, forced Michael to watch the videotape on Alexander the Great and the aliens.

Alicia started whining, so you duct-taped her mouth shut and stowed her in the closet holding all of Steiner's slide equipment.

Paul fell asleep during the fray, which turned out to be a result of his spending a little too much time with Harriet's pot plants.

I'll never forget the look on Michael's face when you argued with him about the slash potential of Greek literature...

[instantramen]

Surely you remember last summer when we were out west in the redwood forest at the exact same time the giant space lice were invading! I still can't believe we were the only ones with the presence of mind to trap and suffocate them with petroleum; it was way too much like some old B-movie.

But ya know what? I think they've come back for revenge...

[thistle-chaser.livejournal.com]

Hey, remember how in school you got back at that teacher we both hated? What was his name... Mr. McKay? MacKee? Something like that. I heard that the class hamster never was the same again, but the look on the teacher's face was priceless!

[ladywhisp.livejournal.com]

remember that time you bought yourself an emerald green chevrolet with black leather seats and walnut dash? And after only a mile you were so bored of it you just gave it to this kid on the sidewalk?

Pah, I guess it's what happens when you're a multi-billionaire.