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[intrikate88]

If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don't speak often) 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 on your blog and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you. 

Please do this! I really want to see what y'all come up with... oh, and post it to your lj too. Thanks fiareynne for this!

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[seedyapartment.livejournal.com]

This one time, me and Katie wanted to go on a completely random adventure, so she met me at the airport in NYC, and we wandered in Times Square, doing nothing but watching the lights of the traffic and the tall buildings. But then, suddenly, as we were gazing up at the tallest skyscraper we could find, someone came rapelling down at us as fast as they could. It was Sydney Bristow, and she asked us to help her escape from Sark.

Katie and I looked at eachother, and then we looked at her, and then we informed her that she could go on ahead, and that we would stand there and wait for Sark to come. We assured her that we would distract him sufficiently, so that she could get away.

The end.

[andi-horton.livejournal.com]

There was this time that Katie's friend needed an organ transplant, and she asked me if I could help out. So we went to Vancouver and found a homeless person and swapped him a tuna sandwich for a kidney, and brought it to her friend. Only Katie mixed up the swap and we brought back the tuna sandwich instead.