i remember going to a cheese factory... the rubberiness of the cheese has never left me.. it's a texture i'd like to feel again.
I remember our class trip to The House of The Seven Gables in Salem, Massachusetts; and how it was nothing like the book by Nathaniel Hawthorne Hotwater
I have a cheese memory too: my friends and I found a cheese wiz river, I swear to god. We also found a underground snow house, igloo fucking thing.
when i was almost a year old, i managed a presidential campaign. unfortunately, we only won a single state, and the district of columbia. shortly after my second birthday, i was on a space shuttle when suddenly it broke apart, killing everyone aboard except for me. life was uneventful until i was seven. that was the year i became a los angeles police officer. we had lots of fun beating the crap out of the local african american population, but soon controversy arose and i was forced to resign (even though it was determined that i did nothing wrong). one year after that was all cleared up, i spent a weekend with michael jackson, and he touched me. i was messed up for a while after that. in fact, the following year, i was staying with an old friend who happened to be a famous running back. he had complained to me repeatedly about his wife, and i started to feel for him, so i did away with her and her man-whore. i got away with it of course. i'm not sure what became of my friend... also, during this period i became a famous singer out of the seattle grunge scene. but i couldn't live with my murders and my crackwhore of a wife, so i offed myself with a shotgun.
Remember stomach numbing fear of being left behind, the fact of being in huge areas like a school or department store alone use to freak me out. Also an disturbing dream of falling off of power lines, the very first dream I can remember having. It's all good though, I always wake up before I hit the cement.
Have no fear; your friend is doing fine living out his days surrounded by paid attendants who cater to his every need, from providing 3 square meals a day to the best healthcare available in the state nevada Hotwater
You and about a thousand female groupies who still worship the ground he walks on and writes him on a daily basis Hotwater
I remember having to pee in a bucket because we couldn't afford to have the water turned on. We were on our way to my mamaws to get a shower for school the next morning, and I wanted to take a movie over to watch while my sister was in the bath. It fell in the pee bucket....and we fished it out. I still have that movie....
I remember seeing a smoking volcano outside our living room window which was weird since we lived in Oakland at the time.
I came like three feet away from being struck by lightning. I remember throwing prunes on the ceiling. lol the stain is still there The smell of marijuana coming from my brothers room
I have a weird memory of me playing possum and really upsetting people...and no not because I wasn't actually dead.
the porn on my friends computer he saved pictures of really really fat women (he like fat women) like naked and stuff was ewww, the computer was in my friends room.. what kinda sicko saves that to his daughters computer:toetap05:
My first confirmed memories as a child are from a funeral. -sitting in the car -throwing wet dirt down onto the coffin.