Man, my day just got made. I received an email from a girl I used to know way back when - like 10 years ago. She was a cute and funny little thing and a smashing artist. I have fond memories of Karen, but what is really funny is to find out what fond memories she has of me. So today, I received this communique from Karen:
Subject: porking for love
You know what memory springs foremost to mind for me about you? here it is. valentine's day is approaching. you and i are in the lobby of krannert center [tll: the student center at our college]. we are talking about valentine's day. we make up this hil-AR-ious idea for a valentine. it will have a picture of a pig on the front. inside it will say, "happy valentine's day. let's pork." i am sure i have thought of that every valentine's day since and even some times in between.
some time i will have to visit atlanta. then you & i & grace could get together. i'd like that. i'd laugh my ass off.
word,
karen
Now that she brings it up, it does ring a bell, but man, what a fantastic way to be remembered! Also, it's great because I had forgotten how I used to be obsessed with the word "pork", especially when used as a verb. Seriously, I used to use the word "pork" as a verb as much as possible.
~ the lady love
2 comments:
Wow. That's so cool. I never get the "I remember you fondly all these years later" emails. The best I get are the "I don't remember your name, but didn't you stare at my girlfriend's ass?" handshakes.
Now I have the Swedish chef from "The Muppet Show" singing "Pork! Pork! Pork!" in my head. Thanks for that.
damn... we all wanted to pork her. lucky.
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