10 stories in 3 sentances or less
May. 21st, 2004 12:00 pmTrying my hand at starting one of those things-wot-everybody-'round-these-parts-calls-a-meme. Go do this in your own LJ.
1. I was at a party having a conversation with some guy I vaguely knew. He pulled a chicken leg out of his trouser pocket, took a bite, stuck it back in his pocket and continued on with the conversation.
2. I fell of a cliff once. I was drunk. I landed in a tree and my friends had to climb the tree to get me out.
3. My old car -- the same one that I submurged - caught fire twice. Once on the highway on my way to the airport. The electrical system never really worked properly after that.
4. Some years ago I used to go to pagan festivals. At various times I got to meet Timothy Leery, Robert Anton Wilson, Robert Shea and did a whole lotta acid with Ivan Stang.
5. I got into a fight once with some kid who was hassling my sister when I was eight years old. 12 years later I met him at a party and we got drunk together. He recognized me.
6. I very briefly went to a prep school. And when I say "briefly" I mean for something like two-and-a-half months. I got kicked out.
7. I was once engaged. I was proposed to while on E and it took me weeks to get out of it. Haven't done it since.
8. The first time I ever did acid somebody dropped it into my beer without telling me. I figured out what was going on when I was sitting on the subway and watching vines grow out from under the seats. Later that night, the bugs came.
9. I got sent to a psychiatrist for a while when I was 16 as a result of trying to jump out a second story window. Everyone who saw the bloody mess it left of my forearms assumed I was trying to commit suicide. I was actually just running away.
10. I am deathly afraid of heights, but have been using aversion therapy for years to try and ward it off. Which is how I ended up going rapelling with a guy I was seeing at the time. It took me about half-an-hour to go down a 30-foot cliff, yelling, "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK" the entire way.
Your turn.
1. I was at a party having a conversation with some guy I vaguely knew. He pulled a chicken leg out of his trouser pocket, took a bite, stuck it back in his pocket and continued on with the conversation.
2. I fell of a cliff once. I was drunk. I landed in a tree and my friends had to climb the tree to get me out.
3. My old car -- the same one that I submurged - caught fire twice. Once on the highway on my way to the airport. The electrical system never really worked properly after that.
4. Some years ago I used to go to pagan festivals. At various times I got to meet Timothy Leery, Robert Anton Wilson, Robert Shea and did a whole lotta acid with Ivan Stang.
5. I got into a fight once with some kid who was hassling my sister when I was eight years old. 12 years later I met him at a party and we got drunk together. He recognized me.
6. I very briefly went to a prep school. And when I say "briefly" I mean for something like two-and-a-half months. I got kicked out.
7. I was once engaged. I was proposed to while on E and it took me weeks to get out of it. Haven't done it since.
8. The first time I ever did acid somebody dropped it into my beer without telling me. I figured out what was going on when I was sitting on the subway and watching vines grow out from under the seats. Later that night, the bugs came.
9. I got sent to a psychiatrist for a while when I was 16 as a result of trying to jump out a second story window. Everyone who saw the bloody mess it left of my forearms assumed I was trying to commit suicide. I was actually just running away.
10. I am deathly afraid of heights, but have been using aversion therapy for years to try and ward it off. Which is how I ended up going rapelling with a guy I was seeing at the time. It took me about half-an-hour to go down a 30-foot cliff, yelling, "FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK" the entire way.
Your turn.