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08 October 2008 @ 02:02 pm
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.
pat: HL Homeland 5pat_t on October 8th, 2008 09:09 pm (UTC)
Memories? OMG! Remember that time when we got in the elevator with Peter Wingfield at the con? He was wearing the black jeans and black tee shirt. He was *so* hot.

We were both drunk and giggly. Fortunately, he got off on his floor before we embarrassed ourselves.
conjured_1: blow meconjured_1 on October 8th, 2008 09:23 pm (UTC)
Dude! Remember the time we went surfing and that big ass shark swam by and we totally freaked out, and then we went and watched JAWS thinking it would help us get over our sudden onset fear of the water. Didn't work, but I wouldn't trade that day for anything!

She went that-a-way...jinxed_wood on October 8th, 2008 09:39 pm (UTC)
Remember that time we were on the run from the law? On hindsight, maybe we should have found a more effective means of escape than those bloody Shetland ponies...
Nessa/Kellinessa5 on October 8th, 2008 09:45 pm (UTC)
do you remember when you were little and got bubblegum stuck in your hair, and you came to me to help you get it out because you didn't want to tell your mom? I remember the peanutbutter didn't get it out and we had go cut your hair. I told your mom I took you to the beauty parlor.

rodlox: going to hugrodlox on October 8th, 2008 10:29 pm (UTC)
Well, there was the time that me an' you, Ith, we were in the waiting room at Princeboro-Plains (I think House was treating the cat just to be contrary), and we passed the time by reading Methos' diary.

Maybe one day, you'll tell me how you came to get ahold of such a heady tome.
Kay: partners -- for hl and history geekssilvercobwebs on October 8th, 2008 10:49 pm (UTC)
Well, there was that time with the miniature poodle, sixteen pounds of fudge and the Broadway cast of Les Miserables, but I believe we're legally required the omit the finer details from the general public until 2063.
pen37: chloewriterpen37 on October 8th, 2008 10:58 pm (UTC)
Remember that time we got into an arguement while I was driving and I got sick of your yelling, so I pulled over to yell back. Only you thought that I was going to drive us off a cliff, so you apologized just so that I wouldn't make us both dead? And then I apologized for nearly killing us?

Ah, memories.
bleukittie: Bargebleukittie on October 8th, 2008 11:27 pm (UTC)
We would still be on that pirate ship in the Caribbean if you hadn't insisted white wine with fish and red wine with beef! What were you thinking? The captain offered to make you first mate!
Sinanjusinanju on October 8th, 2008 11:49 pm (UTC)
I remember when we ran into a bunch of drunk townies in Atlanta and they wanted to start some trouble. I wanted to just talk our way out of it, but--noooo! YOU had to smirk at the biggest, meanest one, flash your piece, and drawl, "I'll be your huckleberry...."

Thanks for having to spend the night in the police station. Really. At least we didn't actually get charged with anything.
I Am the Bad Wolfjerel on October 8th, 2008 11:54 pm (UTC)
Oh gosh, remember when we saw Tony Stark at Starbucks? I honestly thought you were going to conk him with the capuccino machine and stuff him in the back of the SUV. I thought it was strange when you insisted on renting a Hummer just to go for coffee.
Ninjababe: Handsninjababe on October 9th, 2008 01:22 am (UTC)
I remember the time you and I were bored and decided to go drinking.

After 4 margaritas each, and much flirting with the bartender (Who looked a lot like Jack Sparrow), we heard Mambo #5 start playing over the bar speakers.

We had to dance.

But, there was no dance floor.

There was, however, a very large, beautiful, mahogany table in the middle of the bar.

Ahh... Memories...


Within moments, you and I were dancing on the table, having the times of our lifes.
Lara I.lara_everlong on October 9th, 2008 01:41 am (UTC)
this one time, at band camp, me and you glued all the little cymbals on the tambourines together, and then giggled on the sidelines while the tambourinists shook their instruments furiously trying to to contribute to the performance...
I will call her George: Happy Methosstrangevisitor7 on October 9th, 2008 02:00 am (UTC)
Remember that time when we rented that sailboat to go out on he lake. You had too much wine and decided to try and climb the mast to do your Captain Jack impersonation which is really good but better done on dry land since you fell over board. Fun times

catyuycatyuy on October 9th, 2008 02:45 am (UTC)
Remember that time you accidently locked yourself in a closet and Tony Starke, Methos, Joe and I went to dinner without you.
Mischief: SGA Cityem_kellesvig on October 9th, 2008 03:48 am (UTC)
Oh, we had the best time when Nin talked our way past the security guard at that base outside Colorado Springs back in '04. That funny little Czech guy thought we were scientists or something and gave us a tour of the place and...Oh, I forgot. We signed non-disclosure agreements, didn't we? Whoops.
Becca: Captain Jack/Methos Bigger by beccadgbeccadg on October 9th, 2008 03:50 am (UTC)
Remember when we met up for lunch at the little place in Cardiff only to have it interrupted by bloody Torchwood. At least that Captain Jack Harkness came back to apologize personally. Of course it would've been nice if he'd had a good explanation how one minute we were sitting in 21st century Cardiff having a civil lunch and the next we were having to hide from four guys on horses riding about slaughtering people in the middle of the Bronze Age. Thank God the guy with the blue face paint was willing to forget he saw any of us after some persuasion on the part of Jack and us.
Becky: Torchwood Ianto LJ going madbeeej on October 9th, 2008 05:25 am (UTC)
I still don't know how I let you talk me into those surfing lessons. I can't even swim! It's a good thing the lifeguard was cute.
Otterly Evilotterevil on October 9th, 2008 05:52 am (UTC)
Remember that vacation in Asheville? When those guys at Biltmore followed us(you, Nin and I) back to Pedro's - and we got them drunk, then took them back to Biltmore and left them stranded naked outside the gates? Too bad for them it was November ::eg:: Their money came in handy when we finally had to pay the bar tab though!
Elycia: Because I Can by Elyciaelycia on October 9th, 2008 11:19 am (UTC)
Well, there was that one time when we decided to see how many drinks of Ribena it *really* took to make somebody throw up... Good thing nobody was taking video! :D
anya2112anya2112 on October 10th, 2008 01:48 am (UTC)
Your icon is made of SQUEEE!!!
in_the_bottle: Donna Brilliantin_the_bottle on October 9th, 2008 12:15 pm (UTC)
Oh, there was that time in Alaska, where we accidentally crossed the border to Canada and then there was that polar bear and those guys with those funny fluffy hats and whisky... It was BRILLIANT! You remember right?
quicksilverjenquicksilverjen on October 9th, 2008 03:35 pm (UTC)
Remember that time we went to Scotland, and ate haggis and danced the Highland Fling and then you met Duncan Macleod and ran off and left me because he said he'd introduce you to Methos? And I got totally wasted waiting for you to come back?
Black Wolfdet_munch on October 9th, 2008 11:39 pm (UTC)
What the hell
Remember that night we went to the store at like 12am because we got the munchies and took down the robber? As the large man tried to flee you grabbed a large bottle of canola oil and poured it on the floor in front of him. He fell like a ton of bricks. And then I grabbed a large bag of ice from the freezer and smashed him in the face as he tried to get up and flee, then you held him down so I could sit on his back and tie his hands behind him with the drawstring from your coat.
birggitt: MethosSprawlbirggitt on October 10th, 2008 01:25 am (UTC)
Oh, memory lane is such a pretty walk! As pretty as that guy in Bora Bora, do you remember him? Alan... no! wait! Adam! His name was Adam! Beautiful eyes, and a long, wonderful neck...
Now I'm thinking of that... I didn't see a lot of you after we met him...