Down Memory Lane...
Since I seem to have a lack of time to post this week, I'm going to follow Idgie and Dottie and see if we can have a little fun with this.
Ok, here's the deal:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a completely made-up and fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want (let's keep it rated PG-13, please, because I'm a prude that way) - good or bad - but it has to be fake. Then copy the paragraph above on your own blog.
Ok, here's the deal:
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, please post a comment with a completely made-up and fictional memory of you and me. It can be anything you want (let's keep it rated PG-13, please, because I'm a prude that way) - good or bad - but it has to be fake. Then copy the paragraph above on your own blog.
posted by Kim at 10:36 AM
9 Comments:
(This is fictional)
Kim and I dated in High School. She was captain of the cheerleaders and would look so sexy in her black and turquoise outfit that revealed beautiful muscular legs. We would go to drive in movies and never look at the screen, but one day she decided that it was time to trade up to the Quarterback and leave the cross-country runner behind. I was so devistated that it cost me a medal at State Meet.
Remember last month I was delivering lunch to your office? You stopped me in the hall and we took apart lunch for the sec and you placed those ground up ex-lax tablets in hers. The problem was that it ended up not being hers but one of the partners. You said he ran out of the office with this awful looking expression. He had to cancel all of his appointments that afternoon.
I wish I had pictures.
Take Care
Michael
You told me you'd send bail money to the Federales. That was over a week ago.
They're putting Tobasco Sauce up my nose.
Help.
I remember one day after work we decided to go down to the local bar and make fun of the rednecks. We were there for hours and got RAGING drunk. Then we found the sec's car and dismantled it and left the pieces in her yard. Oh how we LAUGHED!
I once sold you a pack of M&M's when I was a convenience store clerk. You had to take a penny from the penny dish because you were a penny short.
You still owe me that penny.
Remember the other week when I was walking around bumping into walls and you told me to pull my head out of my ass,,,,, Man that was a day huh. OH Thanks by the way!
Oh Kim, I remember when you first moved here, to the great South, and all the polite people were freaking you out. You were trying to figure out why everyone was so nice and how you were supposed to act down here.
I took you under my wing, fed you fried green 'maters and sweet tea, gave you a slice of pie.... and told you that you just couldn't keep telling everyone to "bless their hearts".
:)
I remember when we ran into each other out in the woods when we were having redneck time with the families. We had a ragin drunk barn dance and the next morning we took the hoods off our trucks and hooked them up to the back of the 4 wheelers for a little redneck sledding. Lucky for Cousin John, there was no electric fences around.
Remember when I met you at your office to go to lunch with that roll of duct tape? And you let me in the back and we snuck up and duct taped the secretary to her chair so that she couldn't bolt out of the office just when you were about to leave to go to lunch with me? That was fun.
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