Here is my latest movie parody: Murder by Stupidity. This Simpsons story is based on the movie: Murder By Death, where five detectives are invited to dinner and a murder. Mr. Twain is the host who invites the team of detectives and makes a bet: One of them will solve the case, one will be the murderer, and one will be the victim.

Oh, one more thing. Disco Dinah is an somewhat of an original character from a previous story of mine: Rat Race, Simpsons Style! I thought it would be nice to bring her back, so you'll see her later! I also gave Comic Book Guy a cousin for the sake of letting him have a partner. He's called: Movie Critic Guy.

R&R!!


Murder By Stupidity: Yet another movie parody by Sideshow Bob Roberts


Chapter One: The Invites Sent Out

Deep in a forest in Springfield, Mr. Burns prepares a dinner for five groups of people in his country home, which is a mansion, of course. He sits at his desk signing invitations. He signs one saying: The Simpsons. Then ones with the following names: Abe Simpson, Disco Stu, Comic Book Guy and The Nahasapeemapetilons. He rings a bell. Smithers comes walking in, banging a cane against things finding his way to Burns' desk.

"Smithers? What in the world happened to you?" Mr. Burns asks as he looks at Smithers.

"Well, sir. I had laser eye surgery and they said I'd be temporally blind. But don't worry, sir. I raked the leaves like you asked before I had the surgery."

"Yes, well. Stamp these and send them out." Burns hands Smithers the invitations.

Smithers grabs them and licks a stamp. He misses and stamps the desk. He does this several more times.

"Never mind, I'll do it myself!" Burns takes the letters and stamps back. He puts the stamps on and hands the invites back. "Now, mail these out immediately!"

"Yes, sir." Smithers walks out of the room.

Burns gets up from his chair and looks out his window. "Soon, the games shall begin." Burns laughs evilly in front of his window. He hears a dog yelp he stops laughing and looks out the window. "Smithers, that's a dog, not a mailbox!" He sighs and sits back down. "It's hard to find good help these days."

Okay, I know this chapter is short, but it's just a little taste of what's to come.

Coming Up in chapter Two: The guests ride to the mansion.