The Forgotten

What if everybody had just finally managed to forget your smarmy son after he died fourteen months ago? Would you bring him up again? Would you really be “that guy”? You would, wouldn’t you. You’re like the person that brings up the Spice Girls just when everybody starts to feel good about music again. Listen, your kid Sam was such a crappy jackass that ALIENS made the long journey to Earth just to erase our memories of him running shirtless around the neighborhood. Now please shut up about him. Get a hobby. You could rejoin the country club now that they don’t remember Sam peeing in the pool. You can have a life again, lady! For Pete’s sake, don’t you know a good thing when you see it?