“And you say nobody else went in or out while you were here?” asked Lefarge as he toured the quaint downstairs kitchen of Schmucksley Manor.
“That’s right, sir,” said Mrs. Plotts. “I was cooking the master’s breakfast, and I only turned my back for a moment. The next thing I knew, the sausages were gone!”
As Lefarge’s keen eye raked the cluttered counter top and shelves for clues, he stopped at the frying pan Mrs. Plotts has been using, which bore a strange symbol drawn in a layer of grease. “There’s a traveling circus performing at the outskirts of town,” he declared. “Our mysterious thief is hiding there even now!”
How did Lefarge crack the case? (answer below)
(Answer: Lefarge recognized at once the symbol of the elusive Ninja Clown Gang, whose calling card is a smiley emoticon featuring a disfigured clown nose.)
It’s impossible to put one over on Inspector Lefarge! Hercule Poirot would be proud.
Schmucksley Manor! Hahahahaha! My childhood home! You shouldn’t know from it. Sigh.
Do we think Mrs. Plotts changed the spelling of her name?
I was thinking “Plotz.” 😀
My point exactly! (And quite possibly NTMTOM’s.)
I can hear my grandma say: I’m gonna plotz! Gonna was used regularly. Oy!
Wait – are there people who say going to?
Only rarely. And only when they think someone “important” may be listening. I once heard Prince Charles say “gonna” in an interview.
Oh, I was hoping this was gonna be one of those choose your own adventure things…
Looks like NTMTOM’s been at the ‘nip a bit early today! (Not that that’s a bad thing …)
That photo reminds me of my weaving shuttle in jello for our 50th anniversary. I used big container, and the shuttle floated to the top, so when we flipped it onto a plate, you couldn’t actually see the shuttle. I cut into the jello and pulled the shuttle partially out so people would get the joke. If they knew The Office, of course!