Oh dear, I was the murderer again last night, but this time it was even more embarrassing than being an old woman.
This time I was supposedly a limbo dancing girl who wore a lot of pink and was a black belt in a variety of self defence martial arts. The thing is I had supposedly been born a man and this woman Carrie Bean was going to reveal it so I killed her.
Victim of circumstance.
Or something.
I'm posting this early, as in now.
I'm going out at 6 and feel I might not remember when I get in.
So here's to the end of February.
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