The Body: Just what was your motivation?

A sob escapes me...the Great Detective Snoopy is no longer with us but with the sharks on some remote island. Is the sob from sorrow...or relief. The fear of that horrible secret coming to light was too much, too soon...the mummified man attested to that fact. Was there any remorse in disposing of such an ill-mannered, secret-spilling individual, for a moment, the familiar guilt arose but quickly squashed. No one shall ever know that the kind gentle petite woman was also a serial killing mummifier of men. Every Halloween for the past 20 years, she has selected a "special" someone to mummify, this year, the man chose himself when he threatened to blackmail her! These mummified men of the past were selected to avenge her childhood trauma of not being chosen as having the best costume in grade school. She was, of course, a mummy and the male judges laughed at her. Well, the last laugh was on them....

...i thought i only found the body...don't know...maybe short on memory.... did i need to have a reason for that..??..okay....i needed a skull as a show-piece....just to brag that i have a scientific aptitude...

Oh my, this gets more interesting by the minute.. Alright, let's play along.. I think it's all due to a troubled childhood, away from society and being a bit sadistic and psycho at the highest level..

It was that time of the month, they ate the last piece of chocolate, left my car with no gas to go get more, spent the last $20 at the casino, kicked the cat, yelled at the kids, refused to pooper scoop and hogged the newspaper. The last straw was leaving the toilet seat up in the middle of the night...

They picked a bad day to call me Cass. A good day would just get a dirty look and a I dont like being called Cass call me... but on this particular day it really really hit a nerve. Either that or i was totally PMS'ing!

I'll tell you, but promise you wont tell anyone else? Cuz the biatch wouldn't shush her shrieking snot slathered lil bastage up @ walmart. WOW! that was cathartic! we should do this more often! I FEEL GREAT!

I don't know about you, but my reason seems to be occurring all over the Internet... The people are always saying it, writing it on walls and stuff, but just a few actually do something about it. As you might of guessed by now (or not), my reason behind the murder was to bring an homage to Michael Jackson. I'm sick of people just saying how much they regret him and all that... something should have been done to honour him, and what can be more appropriate than a human sacrifice? (I know... a pyramid... but that would have taken me aeons...)

you'll have to ask the cat.wasn't me. i suspect it might have been throwing out her old spitty mousie toy. yup.

hi thea my motivation was my motormouth roommate just finally got to me. She said, did you hear what I said? I replied, yes, She said, We have ten minutes left until time to eat? I replied, Oh okay. Then I picked up my monitor and clobbered her over the head. I put her in a wheelchair wheeled her out the back door, gave the wheel chair a shove, goodby roomie, She was hit by a number of cars, and finally scraped up off the street and carted off. Nobody ever saw me, mission accomplished, yay I am now free to mylot in peace.All the people here figured she had gone to see her sister who had moved to places unknown. case closed. Well that was quite a dream I just had, but in reality she is very safe taking one of her many naps. She got tired of trying to talk to me all the time I guess. I would not harm a hair on her head really, she sort of grows on one after awhile. She thinks I am really nice so she says. Little does she know.

Because the person was driving me crazy? I could think of a lot of reasons but, that would probably be the main reason.

Hi thea, I did not murder but the body was already there and with anticipation of unwanted situation I chopped and put in a sophisticated bag and though into the river. Th e islander would know the reason behind I guess.

Well, Thea, I could excuse my murderous rampage by saying the food is no good here, but you know that would be a lie. I could say had a bad childhood , but that would be a lie as well. I could plead diminished responsibility, but nobody would believe that. I mean, doesn't everybody make kebabs out of their victims? It's perfectly reasonable and even fashionable to recycle things. No, I'll just have to tell the truth - they got murdered because they asked too many questions.