Monday, January 22, 2007
Slueth
It was a dark and stormy night; a murder had been committed at the Sleepy Sheepy Resort. The victim was still missing. The weapon left smoke but was unfound. There were no witnesses. Erin was in the den watching television. She rose to go to the kitchen. Opening the door, she was bombarded with a strong smoke smell.
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Quite the crime scene. Seems Detective Erin needs to work on her sleuthing skills a bit. I'd hate to have my body rotting for 24 hours at the resort before I was found.
Although in this case I suppose it was less rotting and more depolymerizing, but we get the idea
Well that dishwasher is gone. Murders are not welcome at the Sleepy Sheepy Resort. And Detective Erin was examining the bed thoroughly.
Wait, you trashed the dishwasher? And does your neighbor always talk like she's a character in a Dick and Jane book?
It was based off of the old DOS computer game Slueth. Check with your husband. He should laugh.
Or the board game "Clue"?
Note from the editor:
No the neighbor does not speak like that; however, certain passages where simplified in the editing process to ensure that all readers of the blog (yes you Karin) could comprehend the story line.
NO Slueth! The charaters in Clue don't talk. It is a board game.
If only Stumpy could have been recovered in time. Disabled spoons have been known to live long and productive lives, if only he had been discovered before he melted to death.
Well we conducted spoon CPR so he is still with us. Didn't you read everything?
How can you call it a murder then? Isn't that like keeping Bernie around for the Weekend after he's dead?
I like a good mystery.
no way. there is no way that this all happens. you have got to paying the little neighbor boy money to follow you around and trash your stuff. this much stuff does not happen to one person...
oh wait, you live in Georgia. Never mind.
Oh my God! I can't take this any longer. Don't any of you realize who he murderer is? The obvious deviant dismembered is the person who put poor Stumpy on the heating element and then left the dishwasher to its intended chores. If you look closely the mangler of Stumpy, after unsuccessfully trying to dismember him took a hacksaw and finished the job. Take heed little squirrels and groundhogs, her dismembering skills are evolving up the food chain. Personally, I wouldn't sleep at the Sleepy, Sheepy Resort alone.
BAAAAD BAAAAD Erin. You should had stuck with flies.
Good point. So make sure you bring a friend with you.
Not friends, just sheep. It's like having a cow as a best friend in India. Bring a sheep with you and all if safe
That's awesome.
Nick goes to Erin's Blog.
Nick examines the picture.
Nick finds a Hacksaw.
Nick examines the Hacksaw.
The hacksaw has Stumpy blood on it!
Nick sees Erin.
Nick questions Erin
"You got me, I framed the dishwasher coil. It was me with the hacksaw ... and I would have gotten away with it if wasn't for you meddling kids."
Here's another Stumpy story for you.
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