Yesterday morning at around 7:55am, I was in the hallway sharing interesting “This Day in History” facts with my colleagues. (Happy Belated Birthday, Hillary Duff!) When I got back to my room, there was a small bucket of candy on my desk.
I was a little confused since there was no note, but there was a really cool skull ring in it, so I figured it must not be a mistake: it must be for me. I left it alone all day, thinking the person responsible would tell me. After asking everyone in the building, I suspected Peggy. She said she didn’t do it. But she likes to mess with my head, so I wasn’t so sure.
After school I dumped the container out. I found an eyeball and another skull. And a death threat. That had to be Peggy. Who else do I know that would threaten my life with candy?
What a friendly way to be terrorized. Too bad you’ve eaten most of the evidence, which would have been useful at the trial. It was probably the Jolly Rancher – I hear he’s out for blood now.
That N. It’s unique. It should be a dead give away, I think.
Good catch! it is unique…
Not me…sorry (although, I do have a unique ‘N’…but that’s not it). And as much as I love ‘ya…I would never give you or anyone my Junior Mints. BTW: If you haven’t eaten them or the Dark Milky Way, can I have them?
Trust me…you’ll know my Halloween Treat! Muahhhhh!!!!
Oh and Brad…I know your memory is really bad…but, um…I don’t work with you anymore.
You could have had Joe sneak it in. He was all over the building yesterday morning.
I am completely mystified by this. No one is coming forward. Who did it? And just what exactly does “You’re Next” mean?
Perfect photo for your comment Brad!
(Michelle, I suspect you.)
Me too Lauren!
Some theories:
1. Mrs. Weinreich’s health class, sending a warning message about diets rich in candy/chocolate/saturated fats (but, then, why didn’t I get a pail o’ death?)
2. Someone practicing their Hallowe’en give-aways to reduce the number of trick-or-treaters who’d even want to come up their steps once word got out. (More goodies left for the home owner!)
3. An less-than-brilliant Upper Schooler in Mrs. Chrysam’s forensics class, planning yet another dastardly crime but giving away his intentions ahead of time so surely (s)he’ll be caught in time
4. Random act of “kindness”…?
Mystery solved! Kim’s daughter Allison gave out buckets full of candy and death threats at her sweet sixteen birthday party. Ha! She had leftovers and thought of me.
Is that a compliment then? “I had leftovers and thought of you?” I mean really…
Congratulations on solving the mystery – another great crime solved, Sherlock Royuk!