Stolen from Amy
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don’t speak often or don’t really know each other) 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!
Come on peeps, give it to me!
If you read this, if your eyes are passing over this right now, (even if we don’t speak often or don’t really know each other) 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!
Come on peeps, give it to me!
posted by KMR at 11:48 AM
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eh?
on a more serious note:
My own blog will be changing in format. I will be going in a more spiritual manner of things. Some incidents during the Christmas holidays have changed me in a manner that I can no longer continue as I have blogged in the past. Some blogs I use to visit I will no longer visit because of their content. I spend more of my time at CatholicAnswers.org in the forums there under the username "JoeyWarren". I ask questions and I give answers to Protestants that visit there to ask question. I moving on toward the path of being a "Catholic Apologist". Small clue as to why: I was informed by my Father and Step-mother that they did not recognize my family as Christians because my membership in the Catholic Church, they are actually convinced that Catholics are pagan if not Satanic.
For those of you that I don't visit anymore, forgive me, but I must do what I must do.
God bless.
we have so many things that we have done together that could never be divulged, but one that comes to my mind is the time that you dared me to swim across the mouth of the Saco River. Being older than you, I knew better, but anyway, a dare is a dare. So I stripped my clothes down to my bra and undies and jumped in. I wasn't 25 ft out, when I knew that I couldn't make it. I hollered to you, but you simply ignored me. I was devastated. Finally some people who were canoeing heard my pleas and after a hectic time, they rescued me. I never forgave you for the humility you caused me that day..
I remember the incident with Padia well... I was one of those in the canoe! What I remember is looking over toward the shore and seeing you taking off your shoes and running for the water to rescue her, and then looking at Padia, not 4 feet from shore flailing her arms wildly... My fellow canoist was knocked senseless as he tried to help her toward shore...
I remember the Padia story quite differently. Her boobs kept her afloat and she quietly floated down the Saco River until some fisherman mistook her for a ocean seal and tried to save her in a net. She had net burns all over her body for where they tried to scoop her up but her nipples kept getting caught.
Jeez...I can't believe I'm related to you two.
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