Thursday, October 9, 2008

This Just In - Mystery Deepens

Just moments ago this picture was digitally enhanced using my Hello Kitty CSI Kit. L. Ladyslipper produced this self same photograph earlier today as evidence of StevieWren's involvement in the horrendous case of the missing P-Sapph. It appears she attempted to invisiblize the tattoo shown on the enhanced version of the photo. The tattoo in question looks suspiciously similar to the one Ms. Ladyslipper has on her own hand. LL + B (could it be Lavinia Lady Slipper + The Bebbers???????) I think we may have caught Lavinia red handed!!!!!

16 comments:

Lavinia said...

Blimey!

Well, Cynthia, take a gander over the the birdbath, where Sherlock's just uncovered a doozy of a clue!

Lavinia said...

Can't be Bebbers. He can't spell. !

MuseSwings said...

Can too, he sits a spell, barks a spell, sleeps a spell....

soulbrush said...

harriet hemingbobbles was seen close to the scene of the crime...can't remember which crime but she certainly made a scene, i suggest you have a look sherbet and watsup...and leave poor little bebbers alone.or else i will have to text ring the rspca (red socks please cannibals around).

Lavinia said...

Harriet Hemingsbobbles is nothing but a red herring in this case. I know for a fact that she retired to the Yorkshire moors three years ago with a humble yet worthy shepherd. She's now a beekeeper and left her London showgirl days far, far behind her.

Lavinia said...

I know nothing about invizibiliatiziaon---I don't even know how to spell it let alone do it on adobe photoshop elements version 5.9 of which I know nothing of that either!

MuseSwings said...

It's a good thing you spelled it with the i before the a. I need that photoshop. Must have it before the Prince is located. He's ok, just a bit deflated.

Thank you for the coded message soulbrush! I know exactly where to look for the missing bauble.

Lavinia said...

The Prince always was full of too much hot air. Coded message? Hmmm, must run that through my WWII-era standard-issue British Ministry of Defence decoder. See what comes up. Hey, maybe the coveted KFC secret recipe!!

LoolyLouise said...

Cynthia, methinks you have slipped the surly bonds of sanity - along with a passle of googly-eyed readers - and are now fully entrenched as the Mayor of What-The-$#&*@-Is-She-Talkin'-About Town. I must implore you to cease and desist this buffoonery before you end up in the hooskow as the bride of Warty Gert!
(pris...pris...pris...pris..on..er...)
And, NO, I am NOT involved in this crime. Look more closely at Layla the dog.

Your concerned - and saner - sissy.
LoolyLouise

MuseSwings said...

Oh my gosh, Lool - I forgot about Warty Gert. I'm hoping she'll at least let me be the groom. And, by the way - where just were you during the sauna fiasco???????


LL - You need your Little Orphan Annie decoder ring. Nothing else will give you the special message.

Lavinia said...

Muse-swings, never fear, I have something I fished out of a Crackerjack box, circa 1967, at it will indeedly-doodly do just fine for me... Oh yeah, the KGB tried for *years* to get their hands on it, but no dice...

steviewren said...

Oh My Gosh, I CONFESS....I DID IT. I masterminded the whole kit and kaboodle. Here's what really happened.

On the night in question I went to the sauna at the fabulously famous Cortina ski resort to relax and show off my new white towel in front of those jealous types who hang around such places waiting for the other muffin to drop or some such twaddle to be tattled. While in the locker room, I happened to notice a wad of paper. Debris some cloddish, gauche litter bug had tossed onto the floor. Being the upright citizen of the world that I am, I naturally retrieved the waste and deposited it into the pocket of my slacks, leaving it in the locker whilst I retreated to the sauna for an hour of cleansing sweat.

Really, I don't see what the big deal is. Just because the Padparadscha Sapphire happened to be inside that wad of trash, just because I didn't turn their precious bauble in when I discovered it, just because I happened to make a bracelet out of it, just because I cook and sew with it, just because I've been photoed with the stone more times than Bebbers has had his little mug photographed....I've been unjustly accused of stealing it!

I mean, come on...I rescued it from the trash....I saved it from being destroyed...I saved something beautiful from total annihilation. I should be hailed as a hero, not tracked down like a common criminal!

So now that I've confessed you can call off the dogs. Clousseau and Sherlock can go home.

ps The tattoo and the cordoned off swimming pool were just red herrings to throw youse sleuths off my tracks.

pss The frogman can stay. He's cute.

Lavinia said...

False reports of mystery solved? Pop over to the birdbath and see just who is wanted for questioning!

Lavinia said...

Hmmmphh. Well, this confession sounds genuine enough, I suppose, but I ain't taking down that stuff on Barry Manilow from my blog. It stays, pending any furhter "developments"...

MuseSwings said...

Thank you for taking the Barry Manilow stff down. I did not invite him to my b'day party, by the way. He is a professional party crasher.

Lavinia said...

Muse swings will you put down your 'tea' for a moment and re read what i said, which is that I am *not* taking the Barry manilow stuff down, and yes you did so invite him to your party, I will never forget the awful rendition of "could it be magic" he sang as he looked deeply into your eyes, which by the way were fastened on the pink icing of that surprisingly delicious cake!