I remember when...

[quesarah]

Swiped from half my friends list:

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

[wafflelips.livejournal.com]

Remember the time I bought you tickets to see Guns and Roses cuz you were totally into Axl Rose? After you met Axl you told me it was the "happiest night of your life" and that Axl inspired you to go into research.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

That was the best concert ever! ::sigh::

Axl inspired you to go into research.

If I can ever figure out the exact combination of drugs necessary to fuck up a person's voice like that, I will be able to retire and call it my life's work. Such an undertaking.

[wafflelips.livejournal.com]

Are you still studying Keith Richards, too?

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Of course! He's found the secret to eternal life -- he is the first verifiable Undead Being in the history of humanity! Fascinating.

[sionnain.livejournal.com]

Do you remember that time you made me go with you to stand in line for the new Morrissey solo album? I remember that you were totally in tears when you got your copy. I know you were really happy about that even though we stood out in the rain for three hours in a line to get it.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

I do! But when an artist moves you so deeply you find you're capable of many things.

I don't think I've thanked you properly for coming with me. You were such a sport to stand in line with me even though you're not as into him as I am. You're a peach!

[sionnain.livejournal.com]

You know, it was no problem! I am just glad I was able to share that moment with you.

[king-ghidorah.livejournal.com]

I remember that time we were at the Playboy mansion. Everyone thought the party was dying down, but really everyone decided that the Mansion was too dull, and moved the party over to your place. I can't believe so many of those playmates still call me asking for your number. So does Hef, for that matter. He's actually kind of creepy about it.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah, I remember that. We filled the swimming pool with Playmates and took turns diving in headfirst. Silicone gets so slippery when its wet...

As for Hef, he's just trying to find out where I hid his stash of Viagra. Don't give him any hints, okay?

[among-the-waves.livejournal.com]

I remember your complete and unfettered delight in all chorus music selected, including those 50's crap masterpieces.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Well, the director always knows best. And do I need to mention how much the audience loves that sort of stuff?!? I think not.

(PS. They LOVE it!)

[among-the-waves.livejournal.com]

Even when certain amongst us are singing through clenched teeth and will rehash the pain in tomorrow's therapy appointment? are singing with big smiles, which, of course, is bad technique.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Tut tut, don't spread your vowels!

[ewokgirl.livejournal.com]

I remember when we took a road trip to Texas for no reason at all other than to gawk at the funny conservative southerners. We dressed up as Thelma & Louise and in a moment of pure paranoia, I insisted we wear bullet proof vests and arm ourselves with tasers. At a truck stop just ouside of El Paso, you bought some Lil' Smokies and we drove to the suburbs and threw the sausages at the houses. I yelled "Weener!" out the window while you gave a rebel yell. I'll never forget that!

[ewokgirl.livejournal.com]

Alas, I needed the appropriate icon to go with that post.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Much better.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah! That vest chafed! I had a rash for weeks. Oy.

But do you remember that guy at the truckstop, with the cowboy hat, paunch, and 3 teeth? He seemed strangely fascinated by my rendition of "Flesh for Fantasy." Then he asked if I was doing some kinda Elvis impersonation and you jeered at him "That ain't no fool Elvis lip, that's a Billy Idol lip!" I thought he was going to take a swing at you, but I tasered him in the testicles and we made our escape.

[nightxade.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah sure like I'm gonna post something here only to have you turn it into some hate fest where you bring up that ONE TIME I betrayed you to the authorities over your gun smuggling ring. I didn't have to tell you I was wearing a wire, you know.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

You also didn't have to lie and tell them I had illegals in my bottom. Those cavity searches take way too much time. And they really don't like you to talk dirty to them while they're doing it. Whatever.

You'll remember that I never said a word about your little stable of nubile young "houseboys" you supplied to various rich old ladies. You netted quite a tidy sum from that, as I recall.

[nightxade.livejournal.com]

(I would reply to this, but I'm laughing far too much.)

[joebanks.livejournal.com]

Remember drivers ed? it was either the mail boxes, the lake, the washing machine, and you said "all three"?
Somebody screaming, the instructor's hair turning grey quicker than Moses?

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Heh. And they said it couldn't be done. Granted, the State of Ohio wouldn't let me have my driver's license until I turned 30, but I still had quite a career doing stunts in B movies.

[spacey-lee.livejournal.com]

Remember when we saw Sesame Street on Ice because you had the biggest crush on Bert? You were so excited that you threw up your sno cone and candy floss all over your new turtleneck. We finished the night by going to a Furvert convention and you flirted with that big tall bunny rabbit. Crazy nights we had back in the days. Does Ernie still have a restraining order against you?

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

Yeah. He kept yelling "I'm not really Ernie, I'm just a guy in a Muppet suit!" But I know he was trying to throw me off. He was ill-prepared for the intensity of my passion for him. One day Ernie, we will be together. Oh yes.

[spacey-lee.livejournal.com]

Remember Plan W. We need wipe out the competition. We must get rid of Bert first.

[biogeekgrrl.livejournal.com]

My covert operatives are already implementing Plan W. As soon as nightxade provides us with the agreed-upon materials, we are ready to move forward.

Note to nightxade: please send 3 (three) dozen nitro-coated Christmas crackers ASAP.