Stolen from eleventy-one people on my flist:

[sid]

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, post this little paragraph in your LJ and see what your friends come up with.

Comments

[prehistoric-sea.livejournal.com]

Remember that time you and I were in that market in Tel Aviv, and you got accused of shop-lifting those condoms? And I started swearing at that shopkeeper, and we got arrested, and it turned your really DID shoplift the condoms? I'm still mad at you over that.

[sid]

I can't help myself. I just get these urges sometimes!

[msbeata.livejournal.com]

OMG! Remember that time we went to that BDSM club so you could do 'research'?
I know I agreed to let you try some light activities but, dude, I never expected you to do *that* to me.




I kinda liked it though.

[sid]

I kinda knew you would. ;-)

[melayneseahawk.livejournal.com]

Remember that time we got totally wasted and jumped in the fountain on campus? It's a good thing you persuaded me to keep my clothes on, what with the cops showing up and all.

[sid]

Even when I'm totally wasted, I still manage to be a prude, LOL!

[annieb1955.livejournal.com]

I still can't believe you dated my brother.

[sid]

Neither can I. Which reminds me, it's nearly time to renew the restraining order....

[chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com]

You, me, the moonlight and the pitter patter of black-footed paws during the Unexplained Mass Weasel Migration of Ought-Six. We may not have each other, but we'll always have Paris, Kentucky.

::dabs daintily at one perfect tear at the corner of her eye::

[sid]

It was an incredible night. Yes, I'll always think of you when I think of Paris, Kentucky.

Or weasels.

[chattycatsmeow.livejournal.com]

I'll always think of you when I think of ...weasels.

You know, I actually get that a lot.

::looks thoughtful::

A lot.

[sid]

How... odd.

Excuse me, I think I hear someone calling me. *runs away*

[lilyleia78]

Remember that time we were still up at four in the morning and decided we had to go see Star Wars 'right this instant' so we found a showing going on in Omaha and set out, but only got as far as the Perkins across town before we were had to pull over for coffee and a nap? Good times.

[sid]

We FAIL at road trips. *giggles*

[cleothemuse.livejournal.com]

I'd just woken up, not really sure where I was or how I'd gotten there, when I saw a figure standing before me. Silhouetted against a brilliant white light, the apparition seemed like an otherworldly being, and I couldn't help but ask, "Am I in Hell?"

"No, just the hospital," you answered. Apparently, you were serving community service there for some infraction you refused to name, and my unfortunate encounter with a runaway rickshaw landed me in your tender mercies.

"Wait until they serve lunch," you continued, "THEN you'll understand what Hell is."

[sid]

I was right, wasn't I? The only edible thing in that place was the lime Jell-o. *g*

[charmedstrange1.livejournal.com]

Remember when I was leaving for college, and you gave me that pocket knife? It wasn't new or anything, just one that you had around. I took it as some kind of being-prepared kind of thing, like it would be something handy for me to have if I needed it. Maybe even protection.

All I knew was it felt like you were taking care of me. I still have it, around here somewhere.

[sid]

Well, you need to find it and start carrying it again! What's wrong with you? GET PARANOID!!

[delphia2000.livejournal.com]

Why is it that you have such grand adventures with everyone but me? We had dinner, had a couple drinks at what we thought was a gay bar but turned out to be just some very jolly old guys and that was it. No binges, no police escorts, no unintended tattoos. Am I that boring?

[sid]

It wasn't you, sugar. I was just having an off-night. It happens.

[ivorygates]

You know, I don't know how you do it but I'd lived here for fifteen years and I didn't know there was a bar in town with a mechanical bull, and you came for a visit and it was totally like you had this amazing radar. And okay so yeah I did have a suitable hat. And who knew that the bartender in a place like that could actually make a perfect pousse cafe? Of course, after five of them, riding Old Sparky really seemed inevitable, didn't it?

And wasn't it so awesome that neither of us puked? We even got free t-shirts.

[sid]

Best Night Evah! Thanks for letting me borrow the hat, because that just made it even more awesome. :-)

Pousse cafe, yum. Stripey goodness.

[ivorygates]

Say it twice, girlfriend.

[catspaw-sgjd.livejournal.com]

That time we were in the 7/11, browsing the meat aisle and the guy in the gorilla mask burst in brandishing a gun.

I had no idea a frozen chicken lobbed from 20 feet could be so effective! (Although I suppose I should have guessed, that sucker was *heavy*) I still chuckle at the look on the clerk's face when the chicken bounced onto the counter.

[sid]

You are still totally my hero!

Because it was awesome when they interviewed me for the local news. :-D

[jd-junkie.livejournal.com]

Remember when we hit the town dressed to the nines, but ended up wearing nuns' outfits and singing Sisters Are Doing For Themselves on a table in that glitzy gay bar?
No. me neither.
But it's on YouTube ... *wails*

[sid]

How did... oh... this is BAD. *clings to you*

No more Stingers. Seriously, no more Stingers, ever.

(But they were so goooood. That much I do remember.)

[djaddict.livejournal.com]

It's all a bit of a blur but I remember you had this really hot guy on his knees kissing your boots, another guy in shackles against the wall and a boatload of alcohol. But you did share!

[sid]

I'm almost always willing to share! The more the merrier! :-D

[discodiva76.livejournal.com]

I've still got the Whisk.....but the yoghurt had to go.....*smiles enigmatically*....


Deeds xx

[sid]

Well, yeah, that's the thing about yoghurt.... *agrees enigmatically*

[maab-connor.livejournal.com]

i remember a certain road trip... to the Grand Tetons... you know the one. Are you done your community service yet? I'm not. But i DID get that hot cop to kiss that camel AND got the picture to prove it. But yeah, can we never be in jail in the ozarks ever, ever again? Please?

[sid]

Hell, I'm never going near the Ozarks again!

I mean, why tempt fate? *shudders*

[lolmac]

I will never forget (in spite of years of therapy) the evening we finally met in RL – I didn’t even know you lived in the same state, let alone on the same floor of my apartment building. Not till you knocked on my door asking for help because your, um, ‘date’ had forgotten the keys to the shackles and you just ‘had this hunch’ that I might have a universal key, or a hacksaw, or maybe even be able to pick locks. (Let me guess . . . it was all the times you’d seen me going out on weekends wearing lingerie and stiletto boots, right?)

I have to admit, I totally forgave you for that when you invited me to join the party, and that silver-haired guy in the black leather was amazingly hot.

Yes, I still remember it as if it was yesterday . . . wait a minute . . . it was yesterday.

[sid]

It was just yesterday! And my 'date' should be waking up from his well-earned nap in about half an hour, so if you want to come on over... and, hey, bring that thing we talked about. You know. He'll love it. ;-)

[lolmac]

I'll be over as soon as I've finished sterilising it. What flavour syrup do you like best?

You were talking about the espresso machine, right?

[sid]

*looks around furtively*

Only if that's code for what we really were talking about. :-D

[lolmac]

Remember, the bluebirds fly north to Capistrano when the tall man loses one shoe.

[sid]

*nods*

The pearl is in the river.

[(Anonymous)]

Remember when we went to P3... oh wait, we promised not to talk about that.

Okay, okay, I've got one. Remember when you told me that there was no such thing as As... oops, not that either.

Dammit, this is hard! Wait. I know. Remember when we were playing croquet with the flamingos and the pretty guy with the glasses came to talk to us about our Sekrit Society? And how he was nice, but then there was his silver-haired friend in the uniform who showed up and wanted us to get the hell off his lawn and we got in that argument and then the blonde lady with the needles snuck up behind us and... uh... I don't remember anything after that, do you?

sid_fan

[sid]

The only thing I remember is that the pretty guy had the prettiest, bluest eyes ever. I nearly tripped over my flamingo when he looked Right AT me!!!

[(Anonymous)]

Actually, you tripped over my flamingo because I was right behind you and he was looking at *me*. I'm sure of it. ;)

[sid]

Well, unless he was cross-eyed... :-P

[(Anonymous)]

Hm. I wonder how he got cross-eyed? ::innocent::

[sid]

Gee.

LOL

Yeah, I thought they were probably gay, too. *sigh* All the really cute ones are.

[rosie012.livejournal.com]

I remember the time we floated down that river in a little row boat. The shores were lined with many native peoples all dressed in their colorful aboriginal clothing - so many different kinds of cloth all beautifully woven. But no matter how hard we rowed we couldn't get control of the boat. The current was just too strong and it took us where it wanted to go taking all choice away from us. Thankfully there were never any rapids. Funny thing though, with all the light and color and lovely smiles there was this incessant singing. I remember that it never stopped. It went on and on until it drove us crazy, endlessly beating at our eardrums until finally we could hardly see the finely beaded native costumes anymore and their happy welcoming smiles began to take on a sinister appearance. Oh how we wanted out. Eventually we realized we could have walked away, but by then it was too late. The damage was done and once we found freedom we both staggered away for a long rest in a sanitarium until that unending "It's a small world after all..." stopped ringing in our ears...

I've never been back to Disney since. How about you?

Rosie

[sid]

It's a wonder anyone goes there!

I'll take a quiet beach from now on.

But I'm glad you were with me, or I might have drowned myself. Yipes. *shivers*

[khyrra.livejournal.com]

I'm still pissed about being robbed of first place at the Society of Acrobatic Dance and Intermediate Synchronized Magic(or SADISM for short) 34th annual talent competition. Our flaming hula hoop trick was fantastic. Do you still have your matching jumpsuit? I had mine framed.

[sid]

I still say one of the judges was bribed. Or had something against us. It was SO not fair!

My jumpsuit? Er, it's around here somewhere.

I totally don't wear it when I do laundry, or anything... *mumbles*... *blushes*