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If you read this, even if i don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want, it can be good or bad, just so long as it happened. Or, even if it didn't happen, but something cool that you can imagine happened. Like saving a baby from a burning building or kicking Tucker Carlson squarely in the nuts. Then post this in your journal. See what people remember about you.

I think back on this often. And laugh and laugh.

Date: 2005-02-08 07:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] vivisectasch.livejournal.com
I remember that time, several years ago, Twicket and I visited the MTV offices to pitch that show we'd been working on. Twicket told Carson Daly he'd get him a glass of water but really gave him a glass of straight everclear. And Carson totally took it and took a big mouthful of it before realizing what he'd done and then spit it up everywhere. Then he was gagging and kind of choking for a good ten minutes.

Man.
Good times.

Date: 2005-02-08 07:39 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] htothem.livejournal.com
My favorite memory of you is the wink you gave me as I was taking my oath of office. Those peons didn't know what was about to hit them.

Date: 2005-02-09 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] zaxxon.livejournal.com
I remember that time you posted "Dad said, 'Son you're fucking high'" as the title of your post.

And I commented that it was a line from the song "Army" by Ben Folds Five.

And after I posted that, I went and listened to "Army" by Ben Folds Five seventeen times in a row.

And then I joined the Army.

I'm posting this now from Fallujah.

Or the library.

One of the two, I don't remember. Either Fallujah, or a library.

Don't hang me on details. I'm a "big picture" person.

Date: 2005-02-09 12:26 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lemur68.livejournal.com
I saw you kick Ann Coulter squah in the nuts.

Date: 2005-02-09 01:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] harleyquinn.livejournal.com
I remember playing cribbage with you online.
You beat me most of the time, but you never skunked me. Not ever.

Date: 2005-02-09 01:47 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hexkitten.livejournal.com
I remember that Marie broke up with somebody to be with you. That really rocks.

Date: 2005-02-09 03:03 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] so-gracefully.livejournal.com
i remember when we ran for General Rulers Of All That Exists, and won unanimously. and we celebrated with many, many cookies for all.

Date: 2005-02-09 03:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornelius-mcfee.livejournal.com
that sword fight with Hitler was pretty amazing.

C

God, where do I begin?

Date: 2005-02-09 04:17 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] pooplord.livejournal.com
First I came to your Wisconsin mansion to organize your library. You said I could stay, so I did -- you had even installed a Murphy Bed for me in the study, which pulled out by pressing a switch that slid the cavernous solid wood bookcases apart. What I didn't expect was that when I pressed the switch for the first time, both Dave Grohl AND Jason Lee were waiting for me in the nook behind the bookcases! Jesus Tittyfucking Christ, that was a fun week. I'll never forget it. You know me too well!

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