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Who Killed Greg? The Mystery Dinner Comedy You Won't Forget!


so last weekend my book club decided to spice things up by hosting a murder mystery dinner we were all excited decked out in our best 1920s attire ready to solve the crime of who killed our friend Greg Greg who had a pension for method acting was supposed to be the victim as the evening progressed we gathered around the faux crime scene but Greg was nowhere to be found after a few confused minutes we discovered him in the corner snoring loudly having dozed off in his costume the mystery quickly shifted from who killed Greg to who can wake Greg our attempts were feudal even a collective chant of wake up Greg was no match for his Slumber we finally gave up and declared the dinner a success albe it in a different genre a comedy of errors as we cleaned up someone joked well I guess Greg's acting career is dead end

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