No, no.

You see, Mr. Monopoly gets his properties cheap by “removing” the previous owners.

He keeps a shiv in a hollow shoe heel and uses it on his victim.

He dumps the body in the trunk of his roadster and drives it out to a country cemetery.

There he uses the wheelbarrow to take the body to the newly-dug grave.

In so doing he disturbs a cat, who runs away and is barked at by a Scottie dog.

Things get hot and the police are on his tail. He uses the thimble as he sews some spare cash into the lining of his hat.

Then he flees the country by stowing away on a ship.

Not many people know that Monopoly and its pieces are its inventor’s confession to murder.

But it’s there if you know where to look.

*raises tinfoil fedora politely to art and continues on her merry way*