I’ve stolen this from the Dharma Bums (who, in turn, stole it from Yllstonewolf), and I had such fun answering it at the DBs’ place that I wanted to do it here, too. What is your favorite memory of a time you spent with Shakespeare’s Sister? Or Mr. Shakes, or Paul the Spud, or Tart, or D., or Mr. Furious, or any combination thereof? It can be anything you want, good or bad, clean or dirty, held by the properties of the space-time continuum or not, but it has to be utterly fabricated.
In other words, make up a memory.
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