Me too!

[donnaimmaculata]

Invent a memory of me and post it in the comments. It can be anything you want, so long as it's something that's never happened. Then, of course, post this to your journal and see what people would like to remember of you, only the universe failed to cooperate in making it happen so they had to make it up instead.

And, Soawen: We've created a monster. A lurching monster.

Comments

[miscellanny.livejournal.com]

you remember that time we fed bananas to the dementors in London Zoo? And you decided to name them Jeff and Bobo, and Bobo tried to suck my soul out until you hit it on the extreme lack-of-nose with a rolled up paper? How we laughed...

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Gosh, yeah, thanks a million for reminding me! /end irony

Bobo was sorta cute, though. And I know how you, choking on your own laughter, kept splutterin, Remus! Think of what Remus said about laughter driving them away! I didn't want to remind you that applied to Boggarts ony and had to whack them with the rolled up paper instead.

[isiscolo.livejournal.com]

Remember the time you tried to teach me German, and you told me that "Pass auf! Da kommt ein Motorrad um die Ecke" meant "Excuse me! I would like to introduce myself" and all the people looked around and then looked at me funny and said "Bitte, bitte," and ran away, and it wasn't until I got home and asked my friend Heiner that I found out it really had something to do with motorcycles?

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Hah! Yeah, that is my idea of fun. The bewildered looks on the people's faces were priceless.

[soawen.livejournal.com]

Uh, and remember that time we stole a plane because if the idiot who flew it in could do Tokyo-Sibiria in 1½ hour, so could we?

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It's not a monster. It's team writing at its best. I'm sure we would rule ff.net if we posted ;)

[donnaimmaculata.livejournal.com]

Ah, the plane... And remember how you kept telling me to have some more vodka, because we'd *so* need it as soon as we'd arrive in Sibiria? Stupid pilot, wrenched the bottle out of my hand. Served him only right we took the plane.

[soawen.livejournal.com]

In Sibiria, you need vodka. Lots of vodka. What else would you drink?

Oh, and remember how we had the cute stewards sit on our laps while doing loops?