False Memory Meme

[rinue]

(lifted from tommx)

Make up a memory about me and leave it in the comments. This absolutely cannot be something that actually happened, and I'd appreciate it if I stay in character, and am not, for example, taken over by a primordial god who consumes my soul. Otherwise, go crazy.

Comments

[hipgunslinger.livejournal.com]

... ninjas?

[tommx.livejournal.com]

remember that time we were hitchiking and got picked up by ernest hemingway? we all went to a rough bar, and you and hemingway got into a massive argument about whether or not partridges actually do nest in pear trees in december. this led to a fist fight in which you broke his nose. i bailed you out of jail with money i had to collect from local hobos, and hence was paid almost entirely in nickels.

[caniatone.livejournal.com]

Remember when you were going to take over the world, and I was going to stop you, but ultimately, we two decided this was all too much effort and instead went out for sushi?

[and-ham.livejournal.com]

Remember, during the time when you and Val were roomies, and the creek flooded? That was a nightmare rescuing all the furniture and books, not to mention your dozens of frightened, flightless parakeets.

[rinue.livejournal.com]

Hemmingway, that damned cuss! He talks a good game, but knows nothing about the migratory habits of birds. It was good of him to pay for the drinks, even though he had to skip town to avoid The Law himself; I boxed him again when we met up later in Paris.

-Romie

Oh God... not the pickles!

[rhys-k.livejournal.com]

I was actually telling a friend yesterday about that contractor we met to start plans on that 52-room house/crash pad we were going to build... you know the one with the different themed bedrooms that would be the envy of all our friends until they found out they got to live there, as well. And he kept laughing at us telling us what we wanted wasn't humanly feasible, even AFTER you showed him the sketch on the napkin that PROVED it was. And then the bitter arguments over what color to paint which rooms and which shade of blue "truly" fit the Under the Sea theme (until of course we realized we were thinking of completely separate oceanic depth levels... and decided to go with at least two rooms as we both agreed that Under the Sea was far too broad a spectrum of aquatic ecosystems to possibly be contained in one room). And finally to have it all fall apart just because the exact spot that was extremely conducive to BOTH our groupings in Feng Shui happened to be the only spot a particular pickle company claimed was "necessary" to make their product taste right.

PICKLES! SCHMICKLES! I WANT MY GORILLA LOVE NESTING GROUNDS!!!!

Sorry... it still kinda stings, ya know?