I'm the telescope or barrel of a shotgun directed at Jessica in the opening title sequence. No one knows who or what the fuck I am.
I'm Tom Boswell's bad Maine accent.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | March 13, 2019 10:33 PM |
I'm Angela Lansbury's inevitable and inappropriate gloating tones at the very end as she describes the murderer's plot.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | March 13, 2019 10:35 PM |
I'm the piece of bacon William Windom likes to chew upon.
by Anonymous | reply 3 | March 13, 2019 10:35 PM |
I'm the distant cousin who never visits and avoids contact when she's at the Barnes & Noble in my town. Is cousin Jessica a serial killer?
by Anonymous | reply 4 | March 13, 2019 10:44 PM |
I'm Stephen Sondheim wondering how the bitch came to this.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | March 13, 2019 10:45 PM |
I’m Jessica’s folksy wardrobe and personality they ditched when Angela got bored and wanted to move to NYC and join the jet set!
by Anonymous | reply 6 | March 13, 2019 11:09 PM |
I'm gumshoe Harry McGraw, the best MSW character EVAH!
by Anonymous | reply 7 | March 14, 2019 1:38 AM |
I'm Grady Fletcher, ready for action!
by Anonymous | reply 8 | March 14, 2019 1:53 AM |
I'm Ruth Roman, the neighborhood hairdresser!
by Anonymous | reply 9 | March 14, 2019 2:18 AM |
I'm Jessica's smiling freeze frame at the end of the episode.
by Anonymous | reply 10 | March 14, 2019 2:27 AM |
I’m Jessica’s fat ass.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | March 14, 2019 2:33 AM |
I'm an 11 year old who watches the show with grandma. I always figure out whodunnit by the second commercial break. Grandma's forgotten the original show and begs me not to tell her. I do anyway because I'm a bad seed and a cunt.
by Anonymous | reply 12 | March 14, 2019 2:46 AM |