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(maybe there is already thread? but dont worry) Memories are extra precious we all have treasure ones we keep for our whole lives. but the best thing about being a person is that we share memories and can enjoy eachothers. i have very special memory of eating a banana and coloring in a book with a fat yellow pen. i still smell chewy sweet banana when i draw with yellow and i love it! Please post a memory you have ^_^ |
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i still smell chewy sweet banana when i draw with yellow and i love it! toby, do you have synesthesia? |
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hmm maybe |
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I remember when the fabric of reality tore apart and the demons of hell arose to claim what was theirs. |
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i remember my last fuck |
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remember that time when phobiazero posted about TNT |
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i remember skateboarding on a road that was recently laid and perfectly flat . it was great super smooth. and i remember a woman towing me along , i held onto her car , the freaking lady went up to something like 40 mph ! i held on tight as if i would have let go, i would have definitely fallen, i nearly died , luckily the road was not longer than 1/4 mile. i really think had it been a motorway, i would have still been hanging onto my life all the way to Rome or where ever it would have led. lol :P woman drivers !. |
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damnit freqy! |
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i remember typing this story and deleting it soon after, w/o posting it. once i was sick and i was left home alone, my mum went to take my sister from the nursery school. i think i was 4 or 5, can't remember well. we had a black rubber lizard hooked on a wall, and it was my enemy n.1. it used to scare the shit out of me, so i decided to go playing out on the balcony, also cos my favourite teddy bear was lying there. the balcony was closed, so i jumped on the gas cooker, crushed the small window over it and i was finally outside. at some point my favourite teddy bear falls from the fifth floor, so i climbed over the balcony and found myself hanging from it on the other side, under my feet there was the vacuum and a granny making crochet-hook on the fourth floor. she started screaming as soon as she saw me then she called her son, who put a chair against their balcony in a few seconds then told me to let myself down. i let myself down and he catched me in mid air, quickly put me on the chair like a super hero. |
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my hands sweated as i read this. were you scared or just unsure what was going on? did you know you could die? |
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did you know you could die? no, i just realized i couldn't go back to the other side and told the granny to do something instead of screaming, then she called her son. i know that sweating hands feeling |
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this one time i was fishing wen i was about 9-10 and some biugger kids came up and were talking to me, they wernt very nice and they asked me if i wanted to go swimming. I said no and that i was fishing and my grandad was comin soon. they then pushed me into the pool and stole some of my fishing tackle, but as they ran off my grandad came and he had sandwiches and cake my gandma had made. :) |
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I remember the last time I got laid; it was the evening of Thursday, November 12, 1956 We had just gotten a new couch with curvey, mohogany legs. A rich brown that reminded me of my grandfather's plantation workers. My mother emerged from the kitchen with a casserole dish full of fresh meatloaf, and for some uknown reason I gagged. My girlfriend at the time was 19; I was 20. We had wool sheets, the kind that smelled like Lake Cumberland fish after you sweated in them. "Are you okay," she asked me. "Yes I am not sure why I gagged, Anny" I told her. My Mother and Father had planned a Television Dinner, which was very exciting the four of us. Fresh meatloaf with melted cheddar cheese, creamed corn, mashed potatoes with gravy, and Mrs. Clancy's famous banana bread for dessert. We sat on the new couch and turned the Television on and began our meal with a bless-us-oh-Lord. Oddly, not one second after our amen, a penis about the size of an above-ground outdoor septic tank exploded through the family room dry-walling. There was presumably no person outside attached to it--it was just a living, breathing, gigantic penis and extended indefinitely beyond the gigantic hole in the wall from which it came. It was mohogany like the couch legs, and as the pieces of dry wall ricocheted off the floor and television, an overpowering waft of almost palpable musk followed and blew Mom's, Dad's, Anny's and my clothes clean off. We sat there naked and surprised as the penis, overcome with urgency but not hostility, shifted frantically about and searched the contents of the room. Before we had a chance to even think, with a roar the penis erupted with the force of a broken fire hydrant, filling the air and room with an impossible amount of its contents. The floor was flooded and the ceiling rained like a thunderstorm, and we could not distinguish one person from the other, nor did we notice that the penis had left as abruptly as it entered. Later that year Anny gave birth to a child, and we married. |
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I remember shitting in my pants and then sitting down. |
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I remember tolstoyed posting but now I never see him again. |
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He pops up from time to time. He's a busy man. |
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i love these so please post so many more ^_^ thx guys. i also have this great memory of climbing mountain with cousins and i slip! i nearly fall to death but am caught by a kind uncle and he lift me up i was so scared but felt better after ^_^ |
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realy? I thought he'd left us. |
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Naaah : ) |
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i remember a summer i wont tell though its too cheezy .-) |
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oh go on... |
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i remember all of the many pimples that were picked at. |
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i can't think of anything for some reason not like in the good old days when i could share witty anecdotes of fond memories at a whim |
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