Stolen from cogshiftingman

[boglin]

"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."

Comments

[cogshiftingman.livejournal.com]

There are so many memories ... which to choose? How about the time you were instructing me on goth garb, but I insisted on wearing brown corduroy trousers to the party? We were only six, but you were livid! Or the time I dropped a sizpence in your pint, and you downed the contents in one draught, only to have the coin lodge in your oesophagus, and we had to rush you to hospital, where they X-rayed you and found the coin had moved on down, but you had a strange metal object in your left tit shaped like Elvis?