The reason I suppose most of us are here is to see if it’s an open casket. I mean, really, it did seem a bit ironic that of all people to die in that manner, left behind like that… well, just a bit of karma done well if you ask me. Carol Jean would have been mortified to know how horrible her death would be, and that it would be caused by someone she had hardly known. Then, to get left behind to rot and fester like that? I might fall off my chair laughing it seems just too amazingly appropriate.
The rumor is that her hot yoga instructor had not appreciated Carol Jean heating up her yoga class more than her thermostat was supposed to. Three or four gentlemen had already passed out due to dehydration or some such non-sense just because of her lulu lemon yoga pants being nearly see-through. The final straw was that short haired woman keeling over in the middle of “standing splint”– I mean really.
So Greta followed Carol Jean home from yoga two weeks ago, taught her one final pose that left her face and her hair in a plastic bag, and the next thing you know, its been a week since Mr. Hammock has seen her around the grocery store. He sends over his delivery boy who gets a shock he will never forget and then, after a gleeful confession of murder, here we all are.
The casket is closed.
The rumor is that her hot yoga instructor had not appreciated Carol Jean heating up her yoga class more than her thermostat was supposed to. Three or four gentlemen had already passed out due to dehydration or some such non-sense just because of her lulu lemon yoga pants being nearly see-through. The final straw was that short haired woman keeling over in the middle of “standing splint”– I mean really.
So Greta followed Carol Jean home from yoga two weeks ago, taught her one final pose that left her face and her hair in a plastic bag, and the next thing you know, its been a week since Mr. Hammock has seen her around the grocery store. He sends over his delivery boy who gets a shock he will never forget and then, after a gleeful confession of murder, here we all are.
The casket is closed.