Bradley's Buzz

I Didn't Write It, I Just Live It

Many times I have been accused of living my life as if I lived in a soap opera. Now I'm not actually convinced I do that, though I know secretly I really wish I was Abby Ewing at more times than I'd care to admit. I too want to sleep my way to the top, tell people off just for the hell of it and create drama through out my apartment complex just by showing up for dinner. Okay, perhaps there is a tad soap opera diva in me.. and it seems to have showed up in places I never would've expected.

A friend of mine sent me this insane little email that was called the "Psycho Test" - the scenario is as follows - a woman is at her mother's funeral and falls instantly in love with a handsome stranger. The attraction is so strong, she knows it is love at first sight. But as the funeral winds down the man is nowhere to be found and the woman never got his number or name. A week later she kills her sister. What was her motivation in killing her sister?

Now the test is this, if you came up with any number of solutions you're okay, if you came up with the idea (the correct one) that the woman killed her sister because she thought that would bring the man to the funeral than you think like a psychotic killer.

As for me, when I heard this, I thought to myself, oh it makes perfect sense. She found out the sister knew the man, had been sleeping with him for years and he was also secretly sleeping with the mother. Rumor had it he may even be her brother, and in her rage over the family secrets she killed the sister. Sounded perfectly plausible to me... if you lived in Knots Landing.

posted by swivek @ 4:39 PM