We started the weekend right on Friday evening with viewings of Blue Murder and Dalziel & Pascoe.
Then on Saturday night we went a murder mystery party. "Oh dear," said Bloody Ern after he asked, "Whaddaya up to this weekend, Baby Girl?" "What the maldicion?!" yells Grumpy when I calmly inform him that we won't be going to the pub to watch the rugby, we'll be otherwise engaged. I wasn't the murderer, but everyone thought I was. 'Twas Grumpy that pointed the foul, demon finger of suspicion. He's a very vengeful type.
Then on Sunday night I watched Miss Marple. Grumpy cries, "This crime thing is becoming an obsession!"* What??? Married eleven years and he only notices now?
*It wasn't like we didn't watch My Restaurant Rules first. Melbourne and Perth have been nominated for elimination. Everyone, ring in and vote for Perth to stay! Those Melbourne blokes are turkeys. As if Patrick is going to apologise for the comments he made. As if.
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Do you reckon he's Patrick Swayze?
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