Jan. 3rd, 2004

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Inspired by Thomas' concerns that Newshounds might become to Soap-Opera-ish.

Renata walks in to a high end restaurant and joins Hal O'Peridol at a table.

Hal: Oh Renata, I'm so glad you could come.

Renata: Yes, we need to talk.

Hal: I love you so.

Renata: I love you too Hal.

Hal: You don't know how long I've waited to hear you say that.

Renata: You've waited all your life Hal, and finally I've said it.

Hal: Oh Renata!

Renata: After all, what kind of mother would let her son grow up and never tell him she loves him?

Hal: What? You're my . . . mother?

Renata: Yes Hal.

Hal: How come you never told me?

Renata: I only just remembered . . . after the car crash with Rochelle. You see, it happened the year I had amnesia.

Hal: You had amnesia for a whole year?

Renata: Yes, and I've only just now remembered what happened. I spent that year on a vessel in the merchant marine.

Hal: And my father?

Renata: Dead.

Hal: But who was it?

Renata: It could have been anyone on that ship Hal. It's no wonder I couldn't remember that year, I was repressing it.

Hal: So how do you know my father is dead?

Renata: Well, when the two blue whales struck the boat, you and I were the sole survivors, everyone else was shark chum.

Hal: Hold it, we were both in a shipwreck? Why don't I remember this?

Renata: You were just a poor, naked, blind pup. I curled up around you on a piece of wood from the ship to keep you warm.

Hal: So how did we become separated?

Renata: After the coast guard rescued us we were taken to the pound. As soon as you were weaned, they took you from me. You were adopted by the CEO/Owner of Sunflower Chemical. I was sad to see you go, but a mother couldn't ask for a better life for her son.

Hal: So why didn't you remember any of this?

Renata: Just as I was waving goodbye to you, a bag of IAMS Special Diet fell on my head causing me to remember my real identity and forget the year I spent as an amnesiac.

Hal: So my love for you has just been . . .

Renata: That's right Hal, an Oedipus Complex. Now go find a nice girl to marry and give me grandkids!

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