There Was a Murder at Our House!
The victim was a fictitious person named Pierre DuPre. I married him for the best three months of my life (sorry Mister).
We hosted our very first Murder Mystery dinner party. It may not be our last but we have to give it a few years before we try again. We will accept invitations; however, if you ever think of hosting. Our cast of characters really worked their parts. I may not be good at the southern accent, but I am certainly good at picking friends.
I think the only disadvantage of a game night like this is you don’t get to catch up for real(z). Every time someone tried to have a conversation about something other than the death of my dear husband, may he rest in peace, someone would say, “Is this real or the game?” I guess we’ll just have to have everyone over another time 🙂
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So imaginative and it looked like a lot of fun! Where did you get the scripts?
Everything came in a box, like a board game. I can take no credit for character development except the ‘dead Presidents’ line was all me 🙂
I’m glad that some of y’all were successful with your Southern accents. I just hope no one used “y’all” incorrectly. Yankees and other aliens seem to believe “y’all” can refer to a single person but any good Southerner knows it’s short for “you all”.
Also if I ever get to be part of one of these I may think twice about trying the food, in case there’s anything a little off about it.
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Just don’t invite Chef Cayenne Pepper, and you’ll be fine (not y’all). We had an actual southerner in the room, we were schooled.