Remember the time?

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Blame esprix baa.... baa....

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.

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[esprix.livejournal.com]

I will never forget the time we hopped the Concorde for lunch in Paris, then back again for dinner in Times Square that night. Was it New Year's Eve? I remember Dick Clark was there, but then he was always hanging around, wasn't he? I think Zsa Zsa Gabor was there, too, but she's not that memorable anyway. And then, late that night, seeing Roger Moore piss all over passersby from his hotel room, and running, giggling, from the police after knocking over the statue at Rockefeller Center right onto the ice rink.

You can never go home again, you know?