Nodoka Saotome was fixing breakfast.

When the doorbell rang and her son was at the door.

"Ranma, how are you son? Have you been a truly manly son today?
How many women have peeked on so far?"

"None, well it is early. How many nude women did sneak a peek at
yesterday?"

Nodoka voice began to drop, almost snarling, "How many sets of
underwear did you steal, in oh lets say the last week?"

"oh dear, well that's not very much of how I expect a man among
men to behave."

"I am afraid you will just have to commit Seppuku as the
agreement you signed says. This one right here, dear."

Nodoka got up and grabbed her Katana and a Tanto knife.

Handing the knife to her son. Nodoka smiles as he grasps it and
starts to run outside. She understood he wanted to spare her the
mess to clean up.

Fearing that it would hurt her beloved son too much she decided
to spare him the pain and swinging the Katana, she cut his head
off.

Taking the body downstairs, she prepared it for the ritual. Then
afterwards she took the ashes and put them on the shrine with the
other jars.

Then she went upstairs and finished breakfast.

Nodoka Saotome was putting away the dishes  from breakfast.

When the doorbell rang and her son was at the door.




--
Rick Robinson
RICHARDROBINSONJR@yahoo.com

Why shouldn't truth be stranger than fiction? Fiction, after all,
has to make sense.
  Mark Twain (1835-1910)

"If toast always lands butter-side down and cats always land on
their feet, what
will happen if you strap toast to the back of a cat and drop it?"

Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7th of your life.
--Steven Wright



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