I did this on Justin's blog, and Justin got it from Hillary, but it was fun.
If you read this, (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.
:)
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remember that time at harding during the world missions workshop when i saw you and you talked to me. man, that was crazy.
I fondly recall the time we jumped over the counter at Shakespeares and ate all of the pepperonis and then high-tailed it to Rolla to hide out from the meat-stick mafioso. Ah, to be footloose and fancy-free once more.
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