“..and this is Helen. Helen was a nurse, she lived alone. She had a shrill voice, very grating. I put ‘Die Meistersinger’ on the record player and turned it up as loud as it would go and then I cut her throat in the kitchen. Very nice tile in the kitchen. Sort of a Persian blue.
“Bill here came to the house selling Electrolux vacuums. Nothing spectacular about Bill. I asked him in for a demo and then strangled him with the vacuum power cord. Not sure why they never came looking for him.
“Next is Dr. Garcia. I went to him for my eye twitch and he told me I needed more potassium. Bananas. Worked like a charm. I locked him in the basement and then piped exhaust fumes from the Packard down there.
“Let’s see, who’s next? Oh, yes: my Miranda. Lovely Miranda. Miranda’s where the magic happens.”
My question is who on earth is he revealing all his secrets too, and is that person next? o_OReplyDelete
I don't think 'Cribs' has a host... it's just a POV cameraman. :)Delete
This is fun. Well written, well done!ReplyDelete
Cheeky and irreverent and shrewd, per your usual flair. :) Great entry! I too am a bit nervous about the safety of the person hearing all these confessions. And what about poor Miranda? Sounds like he managed something a little "special" for her. *shudder*ReplyDelete
Yeah I think you don't want to be the cameraman *or* Miranda. Although I really picture it as that thing where the police treat the guy real well and get on his good side and have him walk them through the crime because what he really wants is attention, etc.Delete