SWEETEST. POST. EVER.
Just stole this gem from Tits McGee, is this rad or what. NOW DO IT!
If you read this, 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 or whatever and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you!
No abortion I ever had cost $1,5000...that's highway robbery. Just sayin'.
If you read this, 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 or whatever and be surprised (or mortified) about what people DON'T ACTUALLY remember about you!
No abortion I ever had cost $1,5000...that's highway robbery. Just sayin'.
posted by DogMa @3:31 AM
5 Comments:
I remember back in 'nam, when you, me and Hendrix got lost in the jungle and ended up living in a cave with Brando. Took me six years to get over that hangover. That's the last time I drink flaming napalm tequila with you Missy! *waves walking stick*
I remember the day we met, at the 3-for-1 "gently used" dildo auction at Romance Depot, when we both were grabbing for the Johnny Holmes super cock, with lifelike scent, cyberskin, and ejacuaction. We both recoiled when our hands grabbed at each other, and we realized that Sister MaryJane Rottencrotch of the Order of the HeebieJeebies yanked the supercock out of both of our hands. Ah, the things from which friendships are forged!
That time you and I got lost in Alaska looking for that pet store dog was pretty memorable. That freaking dog could run, huh? Jerk.
I'm still pissed about the frostbite, though. My balance is all screwy now without the toes. You really should have let me share the sleeping bag. Seriously.
Now that I think about it, I really don't feel so bad for having told you the abortion would cost so much. Sucker!
The second time I saw you I was both surprised and confused. At that particular bath house, I was used to towel "boys" being the norm and to the best of my recollection, none of them ever had a glass eye with a fish in it. Although initially befuddled, I quickly regrouped when you showed me your little tail. So cute! Just like a little puppy!
Although it was a little smaller than the wee-wee on the dude you replaced, under your command it did "the trick", and then some. When you took out your glass eye and winked me off, I knew we'd always share something special. I never thought in all my years that anyone could make me think of chlamydia as something special.
Muckstress: I have flashbacks to this very day. Marlon always was a fucking bed hog wasn't he!
Maven: Romance Depot is having a "Refubished Ride" sale. The best deals of the year are sure to be had there. I'd stock up now if I were you. Also they are having the 37th annual "Cock Walk" and I was wondering if you would be my sponsor?
Tits: I told you that was my sleeping bag and you shouldda not sold yours for drug money. Seeing as how you did share your dope with me, I guess I couldda shared my bag with you. Who really needs toes anyway. Pet store dogs are inbred mutts anyway and you never know what your gonna get. It's a crap shoot.
Joel: I told you there is nothing like a good old fashioned Skull Fuck hunh?! My tail has since DOUBLED in size and I think you'd find it even more pleasing to your prostate. There is nothing more special than the clap we shared though, you can't get that just anywhere.
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