Umm, yeah so before any of you says anything there is nothing about shaving cream in this post. Sorry. It is not because there is not a great story involving myself and shaving cream, but rather because I got a little carried away with what was supposed to be a small portion of the promised post but grew into a large post of its own.
Basically I started to draw and was having a good time and I let my imagination wander a bit too far and there was not enough time left at work for me to finish the rest of the shaving cream post.
Instead I give you
Dinner Party..."The Gathering!"Its a true crime game...it will be fun I promise.
BACKGROUND:
A few weeks ago when I was neglecting to update my blog, Colleen and I threw a big dinner party for all of our friends. Every one was having a blast except one guest, Mr. Body.

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Yep this guy was a real party pooper and he kept trying to black mail all of us, and doing a pretty good job of it until the power went out and there was a loud scream. When the lights came back on Mr. Body was dead...as a door nail. He is now pushing up daises, taking a dirt nap, on the wrong side of the lawn ect.
Each of the guests at the party had means, motive and opportunity.
Because I myself happen to be a suspect I cannot help the police clear the case, but you can dear reader! Take a look at all of the evidence and tell me who you believe is the guilty party.
Was it...

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Sam in the computer room with a flagon of mead? (I hear that sweet liquor goes straight to his head!!!)

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Carrie in the dining room with the lighter? ( Maybe that old adage is true "if you love somebody why not set them on fire?)

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Candace in the pantry with the Oreos? ( I hear she once broke a fellow student's wrist for getting fresh with her...who knows what she would do to a blackmailer!)

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Jason in the backyard with the bottle rockets? (Jason has seen and owns more violent movies than anyone I know; did the smell of gunpowder finally push him over the edge?)

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Carl in the living room with the Freaks and Geeks DVD? ( Carl has had police training, such instruction would help him to avoid capture if he ever decided to murder!)

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Amy in the garage with the CD with the questionable title? ( Everyone knows what fiery tempers red-heads have, how much would it take to push her over the edge? A little blackmail perhaps?)

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Jay Caron on the porch with the bottle of imported beer? ( He arrived after all the other guests was it because he had to make preparations for his crime?)

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Colleen in the kitchen with the spinach lasagna? ( A crime that would make Garfield cringe...perhaps Mr. Body failed to compliment the cook on a well prepared meal?)

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Or could it have been me, in the cellar with the Shrine to Scotty? (Who knows what I am capable of in such a distaught state?)
You be the judge, weigh the evidence and find the guilty man or woman!!!