LAST EDITED ON 12-10-09 AT 10:44 AM (EST)

Oh Boy, another Suzzee Contest! Yea!

Dakota will be my Date, if she accepts this proposal:

Dakota, will you go to the Mystery Game Entry with me?

I picked Dakota because I am in awe of perfect a crime when I see one, and of the perpetrators of those crimes.

You see, I have a theory. I believe Dakota bonked the French Maid in the head, took the cute little frilly outfit, dragged the body out to the alley where her henchmen picked it up, and became our New French Maid. And since I have a yen for murderous New French Maids, preferably those who like to perform in a parlor with a riding crop, I'm going to go with that theory. One should be optimistic, don't you think?

It was her batting eyelashes and French accent...

“Oh Monsieur Keeng of ze Feech, what can I do for you now, s’il vous plaît? More champagne? More pate de ze Goose? You like ze Goose? Oui, Moi too."

...and forgetfulness in regard to underwear that caused her to be overlooked (as a perpetrator of heinous crimes) up to now. Of course, it is satisfying enough just to have figured out the mystery, we don't really need to do more than a fanny spank, do we, Dr. Watson? No that should be sufficient.

(Just in case anyone is wondering, I actually have no clue as to where this mystery is headed. It unfolds for me as it unfolds for all of you).

<adjusts tux and tie, combs down cowlick, scrapes salsa dip off lapels>

Hut Cam:

(ahem)

1. Walk of shame - Dumbo Dave and Moronic Monica.

<fixes a hot dog from the overflowing plate of dogs that mysteriously appeared on the buffet>

2. I think Bystander and Moley aided and abetted Dakota in her dastardly act, they chopped up the body and somehow (haven't quite figured out how - <munch munch> ) they disposed of it.

<Eyes the ribs as they come off the grill> BTW - compliments to the chef this evening, I haven't had BBQ this good in quite a while. The brain salad was quite tasty too, as were the Fava beans.

What? Where are my dues? Didn't you get them yet? I swear I asked my Personal assistant to mail a check in. Tell you what, I'll see to it first thing tomorrow. Mañana!