I think its a great idea.
Knock knock!
"Hello"
"Hi, I'm Darryl Akerman and I'm running for MLA."
"Have I met you before?"
"Well, you may know me as Mr. Jetz or seen some of my videos?"
"That's it! Nice to meet you. Come on in."
Door shuts behind.
"Here have seat."
"Nce house"
"Thanks Darryl. Want some coffee?"
"Sure"
Now place strychnine, Roofies, or any drug or poison of your choice into coffee.
"This coffee is great."
"Thanks Darryl. So what's your platform?"
"Well, I, uhhh, I'm getting dizzy" THUD! (passes out.)
Stuff body into hockey duffel bag. Place bricks into bag. Put into back of truck via attached garage so no one sees.
Drive out of town on Hwy 75. Turn off at Hwy 210 where there is a bridge over Red River.
Pull over and throw duffel bag over into river.
Problem solved.:thumb:
**The people depicted in this story are purely fictional and the resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. No hockey duffell bags were actually drowned in the writing of this story.**