Hoo Dunnit

Last night, on the 7th May 1920, there was a murder (or three) at the Four Deuces. All the good folks from college dressed up and headed on over to find out 'Hoo Dunnit'. As you can see it all got a little crazy! I was a Jazz singer hoping for fame and fortune; married to the deceased for a week. I was 19 and he was 54. It was a strategic career move for me. Sadly his daughter bumped him off and I had to pretend to grieve. I really was grieving - for the loss of my career. I figured I'd get over it. However, my mother in law killed me because she though I dunnit. Families. Who'd want them!

Good times had by all.

Murder Mystery at Blip Central anyone?