Fun memeage

[maevebran]

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

[erin-anderson.livejournal.com]

Hey remember that time we agreed never to speak of again? That time in the strip club in Seattle? You jumped up on stage and danced to that song that we agreed never to listen to again? Yeah I still have your panties that you tossed my way. Was wondering if you wanted them back....

[maevebran.livejournal.com]

I thought we had agreed to keep quiet about that.=) (BTW in regards to the panties you can send them to earcmacfithil [the husband] if you want.) I heard THAT song on the radio the other day and was looking for a place to hide but I couldn't because I was in the sandwitch shop waiting for my order to be made.=)

[erin-anderson.livejournal.com]

But doesn't the husband have plenty of his own panties to play with? I heard THAT song on the radio the other day while driving in my car (to someplace way fabolous that was in no way connected to some place not fab, like work) and was rocking out and dancing to it, before I realized it was THAT song. Silly me.

[maevebran.livejournal.com]

We Maeve's have to stick together. I have been unable to drink margaritias since without remembering the great Flamingo caper. (BTW Floyd the Flamingo is in my front yard still.)

[shadowdryad.livejournal.com]

I'll never forget the time we both woke up in the Royal encampment, hungover and clutching Tarocchi cards, and totally unable to remember anything that happened the night before!

[maevebran.livejournal.com]

I remember some mead and a toast round of Tablero and the Tarocchi but not how we got to the Royal Encampment or anything after the Fire watch came around to mention quiet hours at 1AM. TO THE QUEEEN!!!!

(you get the award for most plausible fake memory*grins*)

[shesanginfrance.livejournal.com]

hey remember that time in paris a few years ago. this dirty old man was hitting on you, asking "allo, mademoiselle, what eez your sign?" in broken franglish. You spotted me on the other side of the tracks and we yelled across the tracks, pretending you had a rendezvous with some cute french hottie.

[maevebran.livejournal.com]

Je voudrias allez a Paris! Then we ditched the train station and found a boulaigerie and grabbed some bread and a coffee to go and took a stroll along the Siene and laughed about the poor guy.=)

[hastiekido.livejournal.com]

aah yes what a great time we spend together!
You came over to Amsterdam, I showed you around.
The coffeeshop was funny, although I not sure you remember everything
cos after breathing some of that smoky air you where in an other timezone I think...
I was quit upset when you had to leave again!