October 20, 2025 • 23 mins
This week’s hometowns come with a twist! Karen and Georgia read your “or so we thought” stories.
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Speaker 1 (00:16):
Hello and welcome my favorite Murder the minisode where.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
We read you your stories. This one's a special edition.
Speaker 3 (00:24):
This one is themed out.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
We were getting a lot of emails that had this theme,
so Mollie and Allison started collecting them and it's basically
the or so we thought stories.
Speaker 4 (00:36):
Fucking love this.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
I could just do this for the rest of It's
so great in Kennedy, Yes, this is so good.
Speaker 3 (00:41):
What better way to tell a story? Here's a classic version.
Speaker 1 (00:44):
Okay, I won't read you the subject line it says, Hi,
Karen and Georgia, I love your show and thank you
for helping me know that my obsession with murder stories
is not weird and I am not a freak.
Speaker 3 (00:55):
Yeah, isn't it weird? Ten years later that people.
Speaker 4 (00:57):
Thought that it's just like no, not where the normies.
Speaker 1 (01:01):
Yeah, it says my mom was engaged to a man
that has two daughters that I went to high school with.
One daughter was engaged to her high school sweetheart and
he had the best family, or so he thought.
Speaker 4 (01:13):
Starting off fucking strong.
Speaker 1 (01:15):
I mean, like, you just know exactly what we're talking
about now, something is wrong and also how often does
this happen? Where everybody in town compares themselves to this
perfect family, and then the other shoe.
Speaker 4 (01:26):
Dromas, Okay, we've all watched Euphoria.
Speaker 1 (01:29):
Yeah, we know what's going on. So the boyfriend's name
is Scott and they called the parents the Cleavers.
Speaker 3 (01:37):
They would host block parties.
Speaker 1 (01:38):
The mom baked for everyone, and the dad was also
a local police officer. They had a family friend, Lisa,
that was also the ex wife of a fellow police officer,
and a personal trainer that helped rehabilitate Tom when he
was hurt during a big police chase.
Speaker 4 (01:52):
Got it.
Speaker 1 (01:53):
My mom mentioned a big family jetski day where Lisa
wore a thong and she thought it was odd. I
think the mom she thought it. I saw that Tom
and Lisa shared a jet ski.
Speaker 2 (02:02):
A thong right off the bat is like red flag.
I mean, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine. But a
family holiday, at.
Speaker 1 (02:11):
A family holiday when you are not family, but you're
not family, and you're also not young enough where it's like, hey,
guess what, high school, college, early twenties maybe, depending on
what's going on. But when you are like another mom
and you've got a thong on, you're basically saying I'm
going to express something through my bathing suit, right and
(02:32):
their kids around. I'm going to send a message that's
actually kind of a private message. I should actually be
sending it on a private.
Speaker 4 (02:40):
I'm not, but I'm not.
Speaker 1 (02:41):
Oh my god, okay, which is also these days very common.
And also I was raised Catholic, so everything seems inappropriate
to me.
Speaker 4 (02:49):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (02:50):
So the husband started working late on Tuesdays and the
mom hired a private investigator that took pictures of the
dad and Lisa at a motel out of town on
their wedding anniversary. The mom was seen at Costco and
then never seen again. No, the husband let a search party.
The mother was on the news as a missing person.
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The mother was found three days later, bound with duct
tape in her trunk and.
Speaker 3 (03:16):
Her throat was slit.
Speaker 4 (03:17):
Oh Man, our.
Speaker 1 (03:18):
Family friend found her. He was in another precinct and
her car had been parked out of jurisdiction. People went
looking for her murderer, and then three days later the
husband went missing. What we thought, whoever took the mom
must have taken the dad. He was found later that
day on top of a mountain with a self inflicted
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gunshot wound.
Speaker 3 (03:41):
Through the back of his head. There was a huge double.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
Funeral with a ton of police to honor their fallen partner,
and they were buried together with caskets on top of
each other. It all started to come out about the
pictures in the affair, and someone saw them arguing in
the forest that day.
Speaker 3 (03:58):
The mom had leaves and dirt in her her hair
and clothes.
Speaker 1 (04:01):
When all of this came out, the sun was so
mad that he had the dad dug up and moved
all the way across the cemetery.
Speaker 4 (04:08):
Holy shit.
Speaker 3 (04:10):
And then it says stay sexy and don't marry a cop, Brandy.
Speaker 4 (04:14):
Wow, that is not what I thought was gonna happen.
Speaker 1 (04:17):
I mean, or so we thought that was. Like, it's
not just a standard affair, which is bad, right, bad
in a small town when everybody knows each other, but.
Speaker 2 (04:25):
Just everything who falls apart. All right, let's change the
tempo a little bit. My first one's called my mom
the pool locker room hero ladies, What can I say
other than you bring seemingly endless joy, laughter, and wisdom
to me weekly and in this economy, that's really all
I could ever hope for.
Speaker 3 (04:41):
In this economy.
Speaker 2 (04:43):
Thank you and I will soak up every word from you,
two stars, for as long as you choose to fight
this good fight. My mom, among many other accolades, was
also a hero at her local swimming pool back in
let's call it the nineteen sixties. What do you think
her mom would say about that? Pancha was the nineties
or something? Back then, my teenage mom earned money that
(05:03):
would eventually send her to college by babysitting and life
guarding at her hometown pool in Akron, Ohio. One fateful,
chilly winter day, my mom was wrapping up a shift
at the pool indoor and was hanging around socializing with
the next staff member on duty. It had been a
quiet day at the pool and it was turning into evening,
and my mom needed to get showered and changed to
head home for her next job, likely babysitting a neighborhood kid.
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My mom headed into the empty locker room, thought undressed,
and started to shower. Just then she heard footsteps enter
the locker room and the door close. Seeing how she
knew everyone who was at the pool that day and
likely most people that swam at.
Speaker 4 (05:40):
The pool, she called out to say, hey, who's out there?
Speaker 2 (05:43):
When she didn't get a response. She called out again,
but no reply. She got a creepy feeling, so she
turned the shower off, grabbed her towel, and peeked around
the corner to see a kid slipping through the door
exiting the locker room in a hurry. While this kid
picked the wrong day to try and get a peek
at my mind mom in the shower, she wasn't having
it and decided today was the day this kid was
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learning a lesson. Without pause, she ran after the kid,
only wearing her towel and no shoes, chasing them down
the hallway of the building where they were running towards
the exit. She caught up to them just as they
were about to make it out the door. She had
been yelling after the kid the whole time, and when
she finally caught up to them, she grabbed the kid
by their shoulders and spun them around. Just then it
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became shockingly clear this was not a kid. Nope, instead,
it was a very short adult man who had just
been caught trying to peep on my mom in the shower.
Instead of just letting this person go, which would be
reasonable given the shock and awe, my mom marched the
man into the pool to report him to the staff
and eventually the police. Turns out this was not the
first time this offender had been snooping around the women's
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locker rooms area. My mom never heard about what came
of this man, but hopefully this was the last day
he had to be taught this particular lesson. Never mess
with my mom because she's fast, bold, and isn't afraid
to drag men through an auditorium while only wearing a towel. Admittedly,
my mom said if she had known it was an
adult man, she probably would not have chased them down.
Speaker 4 (07:10):
Fair mom.
Speaker 2 (07:12):
My mom used to tell me the story and many
others during our many hours traveling to my youth sports
practices and meets. She passed away in twenty sixteen and
never got to meet her grandson, my son, who was
turning seven this month. I tell my son age appropriate
stories of his grandmother as often as possible so he
could be sure to pass along the badass lady power
spirit that lives on in everyone who knew her or
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knew of her. Hooray for all those moms out there
that keep the spirit alive and strong. SSDDM J from Vermont,
j from Vermont.
Speaker 3 (07:41):
Our moms died the same year.
Speaker 4 (07:43):
Ooh, twenty sixteen, Wow, seven years ago.
Speaker 3 (07:46):
It was a bad one, isn't that weird?
Speaker 4 (07:47):
Yeah?
Speaker 3 (07:48):
I would have a seven year old child.
Speaker 4 (07:50):
So weird? What would they be like?
Speaker 3 (07:52):
A lot like this?
Speaker 2 (07:54):
Right?
Speaker 3 (07:54):
High maintenance. That was a good one.
Speaker 1 (07:56):
The idea of having to chase someone in a towel
so stressful and insane. And then that reveal of like,
it's not a child, it's just a short man.
Speaker 4 (08:07):
You can fight back.
Speaker 1 (08:08):
Yeah, but what a creed? Yeah, this one is crazy.
Speaker 3 (08:15):
I'm not going to reach you.
Speaker 1 (08:16):
The subject line it says, hello, my name is Malachi
mal for short, and I'm a trans dude who grew
up primarily in Wyoming. However, due to a series of
horrible and traumatic life events. Who doesn't have those? My
mother flipped her shit and convinced my father that we
need to move to rural Indiana in a camper on
my Mennonite uncle and aunt's farmland. Two days after settling in,
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we noticed the police officers were constantly driving up and
down our small one lane county road. Of course, we
asked my aunt and uncle what the hell had happened.
Usually rural Indiana community is full of the Amish and
Mennonites aren't chalk full of criminals, or so we thought
that I love it. According to my aunt, there was
an Amish run meth house just up the road and
(09:01):
it has had exploded.
Speaker 4 (09:03):
What the Amish fucking grow math? Girl, math? You can't
grow math?
Speaker 3 (09:08):
No you can't. Well, they naturally grew it.
Speaker 4 (09:11):
And they have the old recipe from back in the.
Speaker 1 (09:13):
Day, and then they raised the barn style built a
house a meth house in one day. I mean, just
the weirdest combination of ethosis and aesthetics totally. A few
days prior to us moving it onto my family's property,
police had arrived to a destroyed meth lab and one survivor.
All of the victims and the survivor were Amish, at
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least supposedly. We were later told by members of the
community that the other two victims, the brother and the
wife of the survivor, were dead before the explosion even occurred.
Speaker 4 (09:44):
Because like chemicals and shit.
Speaker 1 (09:45):
Whether this was because of a meth induced rage or
because of familial issues, we never found out. In about
six months, we moved back to Wyoming. Shockingly, not because
of the exploded Amish meth house. After that, I finished
the rest of my high school life in Wyoming, which
is a relatively boring state SSDGM mal Wow.
Speaker 4 (10:07):
Perfect. Perfect.
Speaker 1 (10:09):
Just thinking that you're going to like get away and
like start a new life and just immediately a meth
house that's run by the Amish blows up.
Speaker 4 (10:16):
You know they did that. I need more stories of
this everyone.
Speaker 3 (10:19):
I feel like this is like we owe a serious.
Speaker 1 (10:21):
Apology to the Amish and Mennonite community because we have encroached.
Speaker 4 (10:25):
And not listening. Yeah, they're never gonna listen.
Speaker 1 (10:28):
Can someone please run down the road, apologize, run down
the road and let and let them know that this
is our fault.
Speaker 4 (10:34):
Hot twist.
Speaker 2 (10:35):
You fall in love with an Amish man and you
become Honish, You move and you're.
Speaker 4 (10:39):
Like, you're off TikTok forever.
Speaker 1 (10:41):
We're gonna reverse witness this thing and we're gonna raise
a barn about it.
Speaker 2 (10:46):
Okay, Or so we thought, uncle story, Yes, hello MFM
cast crew and furry extras. Longtime listener, something time writer
recently you asked for? Or so we thought stories and
boy do I have the perfect one. Let's get into it.
I'll set the scene When my mom was little, her
parents bought a riverside cabin in a rural part of
the state. Think seventies, charm a hammock above a poison
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ivy patch and a small living space. We somehow managed
to cram ten to fifteen people into They visited every summer,
a tradition that has continued and expanded to all of
the children. Grandchildren and cousins on my mom's side love
it fun. I bet there's no air conditioning either.
Speaker 3 (11:24):
No, no, and I'm pretty cold in the winter. Yeah,
but you're right there by that river.
Speaker 2 (11:27):
Yeah, I bet there's a lot of fucking MGD being
pastor anyway. After my grandparents passed away, my uncle moved
into the cabin with no one but his dog to
keep him company.
Speaker 4 (11:36):
Sounds amazing. In the ten years he.
Speaker 2 (11:38):
Lived there before he died, he filled the cabin and
a garage he built with piles and piles of stuff.
He also suggested he hid treasure across the property, but
never said where. My mom, my aunt, and her husband
all went to the cabin in the days after his
passing to look for a will and sart through all
his stuff. They found some sentimental things like old photos
and toys and about twenty guns. Oh, my aunt's husband
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eventually came across a small rug placed suspiciously over a
human sized hatch in the door. Obviously, this is where
my uncle's monetary treasure was hidden, or so they thought.
The spacement contained rows and rows of marijuana plants. Oh,
No one in my family smokes or was brave enough
to admit it, But with some help from the Internet,
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we guessed it was about ten thousand dollars worth of weed.
Turns out my quiet private uncle was the local drug dealer.
Speaker 3 (12:29):
Yes, that's right, that's what we're looking for, or thought.
Speaker 2 (12:34):
So though I love it, What did they do with
all this weed, you ask? The only reasonable thing they
could think of. They period burned it all. We were
sent a photo of the massive fire and told it
was a memorial for my uncle before we found out
the truth a few days later. I know my uncle
had a good laugh watching his goodye two shoe sisters
get high, possibly for the first time, off of his
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supply blind.
Speaker 3 (12:59):
Too close on fire of weed.
Speaker 2 (13:01):
Oh, all the teenagers were like weeping in that town that.
Speaker 3 (13:04):
Day, just like what a waste.
Speaker 2 (13:06):
In the years since he's passing, my mom is emphasized
to her children how important it is for you to
stay close to the people that me and the most
to you. She my aunt and my uncle called each
other almost every day to say hi and check in
on one another. So whether it's your siblings, your parents,
a family member, a friend, or anyone else, keep them
close and let them know you love them. You never
know when a phone call her text maybe your last
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stay sexy, and maybe don't burn your uncle's entire weed supply,
at least not at once.
Speaker 4 (13:33):
See she her, I.
Speaker 1 (13:35):
Thought that that was going to be Keep them close
because they might have a nice dying bag on them
totally just to make Christmas a little more relaxing.
Speaker 2 (13:42):
Where was the cash hidden, though, Because where there's ten
thousand dollars worth of weed, there's cash that you can't
put in a bank.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
Yeah, you better start pulling the boards off that like
loft in seriously, second floor or something absolutely treasure. I'm
not going to reach its subject line of this, it says,
dear Karen and Georgia, is it normal for your heart
to race when typing an email to your favorite people
ever who you also consider to be your one way besties?
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Just say yes, I'm an elementary teacher in a small
town in Texas.
Speaker 3 (14:15):
We were just there.
Speaker 4 (14:16):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (14:17):
I first discovered your podcast during the pandemic, during which
I would get my own kids started on their distance learning,
a phrase that still triggers my gag reflex, getting my
fifth graders started on their daily lessons, which consisted of
a lot of what's the login and then going for
a long walk around my neighborhood. The only thing that
truly kept me from going insane.
Speaker 3 (14:37):
Your voice has grounded.
Speaker 1 (14:38):
Me during the most anxious time in my life, and
to this day, I turned to your podcast whenever I
feel stressed or anxious, which is, let's be real always.
Speaker 3 (14:46):
That's so nice.
Speaker 1 (14:47):
Yeah, well, I have a handful of hometowns I could share.
And then in parentheses it says serial killer Jason Massey, unsolved,
brutal murder, cold case of Missy Beavers?
Speaker 3 (14:56):
Have you heard of that one?
Speaker 1 (14:58):
But I thought I'd opt for something lighter and tell
you one of the many stories I've collected from teaching
elementary school for sixteen years. It was a typical Friday
in fifth grade or so.
Speaker 4 (15:08):
We thought.
Speaker 3 (15:10):
It's fun to deliver that dramatically too.
Speaker 4 (15:12):
Where's it going to be.
Speaker 1 (15:13):
We just started our cozy morning reading time. The lights
were dim, soft instrumental music was playing, and the class
was scattered around the room with books in hand, curled
up like little library cats on bean bags and rugs.
Speaker 4 (15:25):
That sounds so amazing, so cute.
Speaker 1 (15:27):
Enter Emily. Name changed on the off chance that this
child's mother as a murdering You know, sweet quiet Emily,
always prepared, always early, always suspiciously lumpy this morning. I
didn't think much of it until mid read aloud. A
scream erupted from the carpet. Then chaos. Children were flinging
themselves off the floor like real life version of the
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floor's lava. One kid shouted, is that a rat?
Speaker 4 (15:52):
Oh my god?
Speaker 1 (15:53):
While another tried to climb onto a bookshelf like it
was the Titanic, and the classroom's rug was sinking. That's
when I saw it, tinly, mostly hairless blur hissing between
the copies of Tales of a fourth grade nothing and
because of wind Dixie. Surely this was some toy gone wrong,
right wrong. It was a baby possum. Yes, I know,
the proper name is opossum, but you know.
Speaker 4 (16:15):
Texas not here.
Speaker 3 (16:16):
I'm California, A real live baby possum in my classroom.
Speaker 4 (16:19):
My god, Emily.
Speaker 1 (16:20):
Emily stood up calmly, far too calmly, and said, don't
call my mom. I found Oh my god, I found
him on the way to school, and I didn't want
him to be lonely, so I put him in my pocket.
Speaker 2 (16:31):
Oh like, okay, maybe I'll have one kid. That's when
I hear these fucking stories.
Speaker 1 (16:36):
Just one. Can I just give a little counter Yes,
those animals are covered in life and bugs and things. Yes, okay,
it says, and then it just says her.
Speaker 3 (16:46):
Period pocket period.
Speaker 1 (16:48):
Apparently, this poor thing had been peacefully snoozing in her
hoodie pocket for hours until a dramatic plot twist in
because of whind Dixie startled him awake and straight into
flight mode. The next ten where a blur of possum wrangling,
controlled screaming, and me googling do you need a raby
shot if you handle a wild possum while on hold
with the school nurse? Just in case, I told myself.
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The chase ended up dramatically when another student scooped it
up into his shoe Yes you read that right, and
started jumping up and down like he just won the
Super Bowl. The possum was eventually safely returned to the
wild after a short stay in the counselor's office, and
the classrooms sort of recovered. Stay sexy and check your
student's pockets for wildlife, Jay.
Speaker 2 (17:31):
Oh my god, like the best day of those kids' lives.
Speaker 1 (17:34):
It's so exciting, it's so good, and it's so like
life in the classroom. Right, this is just kind of
what teachers have to deal with. Well, there's a PS.
That's other stuff teachers have to deal with.
Speaker 3 (17:43):
Okay, PS.
Speaker 1 (17:44):
I'm switching grade levels this year and will be a
fourth grade reading and social studies teacher at a Title
I school in Texas. My classroom is my mission field.
I strive to create lasting memories, build strong relationships, and
give my students experiences that they might not otherwise have.
As we all know, public school funding continues to be cut,
and the burden for creating these experiences falls on teachers
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who barely make enough to make ends meet as it is.
I've put together an Amazon wish list to help bring
learning to life for my kids. If you're willing to
take a look or share, I'd be so grateful, so
we'll share this on our Instagram and then it says
thank you for inspiring so many, including me. So we
will put Jay's wish list up and then this is
just stuff that all teachers are going through right now
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because they're trying to put My sister had to go
into her classroom this year, and she's like, I'm starting
over from scratch, like I have no teacher's assistant. I
have to go in there and make this room great
for little kids who have never gone to school before,
because she's kindergarten teacher.
Speaker 2 (18:41):
How about we put it on socials and then teachers
can add their teacher wishless links as well.
Speaker 4 (18:46):
Love it.
Speaker 3 (18:47):
Yeah, yeah, so if you have a little extra to give,
we can do that.
Speaker 4 (18:51):
Amazing.
Speaker 3 (18:52):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (18:52):
I wish we were ending on that, but we're not.
Speaker 3 (18:54):
We got to keep going.
Speaker 4 (18:55):
We're ending on cat Burglars.
Speaker 3 (18:57):
Okay, perfect, Okay.
Speaker 2 (19:00):
I present to you my mother and I's finest moment.
I grew up in a household that always had cats
and dogs, and in my adulthood I carried on this tradition.
I acquired two cats and one dog in my early twenties.
Both of my cats were strictly indoors. I love them,
but I was not sure either of those jing dongs
could have survived the wild suburban area that I called home.
One morning, I woke up to feed the pack and
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noticed my little black cat, Cleopatra or cloak Clow, was
nowhere to be found. I panicked, took the day off
work and canvas the neighborhood, shaking a bag of treats, yelling.
Speaker 3 (19:31):
Cloa clow, cloak glow. Why not click?
Speaker 4 (19:33):
You know that fake pet names don't ever make any
fucking sense.
Speaker 3 (19:36):
That's true, that's just what it turned into.
Speaker 2 (19:38):
Yeah, yeah, I am sure the neighbor has got an Eiffel.
The days went by and Cleopatra still had not turned up.
I put up signs and set up a raccoon trap
on my front porch, hoping to catch her if she
came back. The trap did not catch her, but I
think it caught every other damn cat in the entire neighborhood,
along with one actual raccoon. My mom would come over
some evenings and help me canvas the neighborhood shape that
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damn bag of treats. Now, this is the part of
the story. I need to remind you that Cleopatra.
Speaker 4 (20:05):
Is a black cat.
Speaker 2 (20:06):
I would also like to enter my first defense here
and say that most black cats look very much alike.
One early evening, as my mother and I walked down
a street very close to my home, we spotted her,
or so we thought so we thought it since she
had been gone for so long, we were not about
to let her get away. We slowly started approaching the cat.
The cat sees us moving towards it and bolts, and
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we run after it. We chase this cat as it
runs toward a home that was just around the corner
from my own house, and we see the cat enter
through a side doggy door. We thought that Cleopatra must
have been surviving all this time by taking shelter in
this home that she just ran into.
Speaker 4 (20:41):
How clever she is.
Speaker 2 (20:43):
We knocked on the front door, No one answered, no
cars in the driveway. We sneak around the side of
the home and peek into the windows, maybe sign number
one that we should have just chilled, and see cloak
close sitting in the laundry room up on a counter.
I'm not sure who had the bright idea of trying
the back door knob, but one of us tried it.
And it was open.
Speaker 3 (21:02):
Oh.
Speaker 2 (21:02):
I am also not sure which criminal mastermind scheme the
next steps of our plan, but it was decided that
I would enter the home, grab the cat, and then
book it back to my house.
Speaker 4 (21:12):
Ug.
Speaker 2 (21:13):
We entered this home, grabbing this cat and high tailed
it no pun intended back to my house. I ran
into my home and dropped this poor cat, thinking, oh,
how relieved Cleopatra will be to be home, and this
cat just starts flipping out, running around looking for an exit,
flying up and down the furniture. I think it was
at this point we realized, Shit, this is not my cat.
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We fucking stole, with the best of intentions my neighbor's
cat all caps right out of their damn home.
Speaker 3 (21:41):
Through the back door. Burglar yes, burglar.
Speaker 4 (21:44):
Yes, okay. Phase two.
Speaker 2 (21:46):
The cat calmed down a little bit and I was
able to pick the cat back up, and we put
our genius plan into reverse. We bolted back to my
neighbors and shoved that cat back into its docky door,
from which it came. Good news, Cleopatra returned from her
outing sixteen days after she left. Better news cats can't
talk her else. My mother and I may be serving
hard time, stay sexy and lock your fucking doors, or
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your crazy neighbor and her mom may steal your cat
and then return it. E.
Speaker 1 (22:12):
Thank god they didn't have to break back in and
put the cat in like that.
Speaker 3 (22:15):
Like it's just through that cat door.
Speaker 2 (22:17):
Like the person came home and just had no fucking
clue that someone was in their house. The cat was
just like you were not going to leave what happened
to me? But I can't tell you.
Speaker 4 (22:25):
Cat's like all right, this is so fucking weird. Yeah.
Speaker 1 (22:28):
Also there's just like a you walk in, there's just
like a weird smell.
Speaker 3 (22:31):
It's just like a someone's in here.
Speaker 4 (22:34):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (22:34):
Keep sending us share or so I thought, twist stories
and we can include them in the regular hometowns. I
fucking love them so much.
Speaker 3 (22:41):
They're so good.
Speaker 1 (22:41):
Have you ever been misled or miscontruede a situation? Then
it led to some wonderful storytelling, right, let us know.
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Speaker 3 (22:51):
Stay sexy and don't get murdered.
Speaker 4 (22:53):
Good goodbye, Elvis, do you want to cook?
Speaker 1 (22:55):
He?
Speaker 3 (23:03):
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Speaker 3 (23:27):
Yi bye bye
Hello and welcome my favorite Murder the minisode where.
Speaker 2 (00:20):
We read you your stories. This one's a special edition.
Speaker 3 (00:24):
This one is themed out.
Speaker 1 (00:25):
We were getting a lot of emails that had this theme,
so Mollie and Allison started collecting them and it's basically
the or so we thought stories.
Speaker 4 (00:36):
Fucking love this.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
I could just do this for the rest of It's
so great in Kennedy, Yes, this is so good.
Speaker 3 (00:41):
What better way to tell a story? Here's a classic version.
Speaker 1 (00:44):
Okay, I won't read you the subject line it says, Hi,
Karen and Georgia, I love your show and thank you
for helping me know that my obsession with murder stories
is not weird and I am not a freak.
Speaker 3 (00:55):
Yeah, isn't it weird? Ten years later that people.
Speaker 4 (00:57):
Thought that it's just like no, not where the normies.
Speaker 1 (01:01):
Yeah, it says my mom was engaged to a man
that has two daughters that I went to high school with.
One daughter was engaged to her high school sweetheart and
he had the best family, or so he thought.
Speaker 4 (01:13):
Starting off fucking strong.
Speaker 1 (01:15):
I mean, like, you just know exactly what we're talking
about now, something is wrong and also how often does
this happen? Where everybody in town compares themselves to this
perfect family, and then the other shoe.
Speaker 4 (01:26):
Dromas, Okay, we've all watched Euphoria.
Speaker 1 (01:29):
Yeah, we know what's going on. So the boyfriend's name
is Scott and they called the parents the Cleavers.
Speaker 3 (01:37):
They would host block parties.
Speaker 1 (01:38):
The mom baked for everyone, and the dad was also
a local police officer. They had a family friend, Lisa,
that was also the ex wife of a fellow police officer,
and a personal trainer that helped rehabilitate Tom when he
was hurt during a big police chase.
Speaker 4 (01:52):
Got it.
Speaker 1 (01:53):
My mom mentioned a big family jetski day where Lisa
wore a thong and she thought it was odd. I
think the mom she thought it. I saw that Tom
and Lisa shared a jet ski.
Speaker 2 (02:02):
A thong right off the bat is like red flag.
I mean, it's fine, it's fine, it's fine. But a
family holiday, at.
Speaker 1 (02:11):
A family holiday when you are not family, but you're
not family, and you're also not young enough where it's like, hey,
guess what, high school, college, early twenties maybe, depending on
what's going on. But when you are like another mom
and you've got a thong on, you're basically saying I'm
going to express something through my bathing suit, right and
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their kids around. I'm going to send a message that's
actually kind of a private message. I should actually be
sending it on a private.
Speaker 4 (02:40):
I'm not, but I'm not.
Speaker 1 (02:41):
Oh my god, okay, which is also these days very common.
And also I was raised Catholic, so everything seems inappropriate
to me.
Speaker 4 (02:49):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (02:50):
So the husband started working late on Tuesdays and the
mom hired a private investigator that took pictures of the
dad and Lisa at a motel out of town on
their wedding anniversary. The mom was seen at Costco and
then never seen again. No, the husband let a search party.
The mother was on the news as a missing person.
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The mother was found three days later, bound with duct
tape in her trunk and.
Speaker 3 (03:16):
Her throat was slit.
Speaker 4 (03:17):
Oh Man, our.
Speaker 1 (03:18):
Family friend found her. He was in another precinct and
her car had been parked out of jurisdiction. People went
looking for her murderer, and then three days later the
husband went missing. What we thought, whoever took the mom
must have taken the dad. He was found later that
day on top of a mountain with a self inflicted
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gunshot wound.
Speaker 3 (03:41):
Through the back of his head. There was a huge double.
Speaker 1 (03:44):
Funeral with a ton of police to honor their fallen partner,
and they were buried together with caskets on top of
each other. It all started to come out about the
pictures in the affair, and someone saw them arguing in
the forest that day.
Speaker 3 (03:58):
The mom had leaves and dirt in her her hair
and clothes.
Speaker 1 (04:01):
When all of this came out, the sun was so
mad that he had the dad dug up and moved
all the way across the cemetery.
Speaker 4 (04:08):
Holy shit.
Speaker 3 (04:10):
And then it says stay sexy and don't marry a cop, Brandy.
Speaker 4 (04:14):
Wow, that is not what I thought was gonna happen.
Speaker 1 (04:17):
I mean, or so we thought that was. Like, it's
not just a standard affair, which is bad, right, bad
in a small town when everybody knows each other, but.
Speaker 2 (04:25):
Just everything who falls apart. All right, let's change the
tempo a little bit. My first one's called my mom
the pool locker room hero ladies, What can I say
other than you bring seemingly endless joy, laughter, and wisdom
to me weekly and in this economy, that's really all
I could ever hope for.
Speaker 3 (04:41):
In this economy.
Speaker 2 (04:43):
Thank you and I will soak up every word from you,
two stars, for as long as you choose to fight
this good fight. My mom, among many other accolades, was
also a hero at her local swimming pool back in
let's call it the nineteen sixties. What do you think
her mom would say about that? Pancha was the nineties
or something? Back then, my teenage mom earned money that
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would eventually send her to college by babysitting and life
guarding at her hometown pool in Akron, Ohio. One fateful,
chilly winter day, my mom was wrapping up a shift
at the pool indoor and was hanging around socializing with
the next staff member on duty. It had been a
quiet day at the pool and it was turning into evening,
and my mom needed to get showered and changed to
head home for her next job, likely babysitting a neighborhood kid.
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My mom headed into the empty locker room, thought undressed,
and started to shower. Just then she heard footsteps enter
the locker room and the door close. Seeing how she
knew everyone who was at the pool that day and
likely most people that swam at.
Speaker 4 (05:40):
The pool, she called out to say, hey, who's out there?
Speaker 2 (05:43):
When she didn't get a response. She called out again,
but no reply. She got a creepy feeling, so she
turned the shower off, grabbed her towel, and peeked around
the corner to see a kid slipping through the door
exiting the locker room in a hurry. While this kid
picked the wrong day to try and get a peek
at my mind mom in the shower, she wasn't having
it and decided today was the day this kid was
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learning a lesson. Without pause, she ran after the kid,
only wearing her towel and no shoes, chasing them down
the hallway of the building where they were running towards
the exit. She caught up to them just as they
were about to make it out the door. She had
been yelling after the kid the whole time, and when
she finally caught up to them, she grabbed the kid
by their shoulders and spun them around. Just then it
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became shockingly clear this was not a kid. Nope, instead,
it was a very short adult man who had just
been caught trying to peep on my mom in the shower.
Instead of just letting this person go, which would be
reasonable given the shock and awe, my mom marched the
man into the pool to report him to the staff
and eventually the police. Turns out this was not the
first time this offender had been snooping around the women's
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locker rooms area. My mom never heard about what came
of this man, but hopefully this was the last day
he had to be taught this particular lesson. Never mess
with my mom because she's fast, bold, and isn't afraid
to drag men through an auditorium while only wearing a towel. Admittedly,
my mom said if she had known it was an
adult man, she probably would not have chased them down.
Speaker 4 (07:10):
Fair mom.
Speaker 2 (07:12):
My mom used to tell me the story and many
others during our many hours traveling to my youth sports
practices and meets. She passed away in twenty sixteen and
never got to meet her grandson, my son, who was
turning seven this month. I tell my son age appropriate
stories of his grandmother as often as possible so he
could be sure to pass along the badass lady power
spirit that lives on in everyone who knew her or
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knew of her. Hooray for all those moms out there
that keep the spirit alive and strong. SSDDM J from Vermont,
j from Vermont.
Speaker 3 (07:41):
Our moms died the same year.
Speaker 4 (07:43):
Ooh, twenty sixteen, Wow, seven years ago.
Speaker 3 (07:46):
It was a bad one, isn't that weird?
Speaker 4 (07:47):
Yeah?
Speaker 3 (07:48):
I would have a seven year old child.
Speaker 4 (07:50):
So weird? What would they be like?
Speaker 3 (07:52):
A lot like this?
Speaker 2 (07:54):
Right?
Speaker 3 (07:54):
High maintenance. That was a good one.
Speaker 1 (07:56):
The idea of having to chase someone in a towel
so stressful and insane. And then that reveal of like,
it's not a child, it's just a short man.
Speaker 4 (08:07):
You can fight back.
Speaker 1 (08:08):
Yeah, but what a creed? Yeah, this one is crazy.
Speaker 3 (08:15):
I'm not going to reach you.
Speaker 1 (08:16):
The subject line it says, hello, my name is Malachi
mal for short, and I'm a trans dude who grew
up primarily in Wyoming. However, due to a series of
horrible and traumatic life events. Who doesn't have those? My
mother flipped her shit and convinced my father that we
need to move to rural Indiana in a camper on
my Mennonite uncle and aunt's farmland. Two days after settling in,
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we noticed the police officers were constantly driving up and
down our small one lane county road. Of course, we
asked my aunt and uncle what the hell had happened.
Usually rural Indiana community is full of the Amish and
Mennonites aren't chalk full of criminals, or so we thought
that I love it. According to my aunt, there was
an Amish run meth house just up the road and
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it has had exploded.
Speaker 4 (09:03):
What the Amish fucking grow math? Girl, math? You can't
grow math?
Speaker 3 (09:08):
No you can't. Well, they naturally grew it.
Speaker 4 (09:11):
And they have the old recipe from back in the.
Speaker 1 (09:13):
Day, and then they raised the barn style built a
house a meth house in one day. I mean, just
the weirdest combination of ethosis and aesthetics totally. A few
days prior to us moving it onto my family's property,
police had arrived to a destroyed meth lab and one survivor.
All of the victims and the survivor were Amish, at
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least supposedly. We were later told by members of the
community that the other two victims, the brother and the
wife of the survivor, were dead before the explosion even occurred.
Speaker 4 (09:44):
Because like chemicals and shit.
Speaker 1 (09:45):
Whether this was because of a meth induced rage or
because of familial issues, we never found out. In about
six months, we moved back to Wyoming. Shockingly, not because
of the exploded Amish meth house. After that, I finished
the rest of my high school life in Wyoming, which
is a relatively boring state SSDGM mal Wow.
Speaker 4 (10:07):
Perfect. Perfect.
Speaker 1 (10:09):
Just thinking that you're going to like get away and
like start a new life and just immediately a meth
house that's run by the Amish blows up.
Speaker 4 (10:16):
You know they did that. I need more stories of
this everyone.
Speaker 3 (10:19):
I feel like this is like we owe a serious.
Speaker 1 (10:21):
Apology to the Amish and Mennonite community because we have encroached.
Speaker 4 (10:25):
And not listening. Yeah, they're never gonna listen.
Speaker 1 (10:28):
Can someone please run down the road, apologize, run down
the road and let and let them know that this
is our fault.
Speaker 4 (10:34):
Hot twist.
Speaker 2 (10:35):
You fall in love with an Amish man and you
become Honish, You move and you're.
Speaker 4 (10:39):
Like, you're off TikTok forever.
Speaker 1 (10:41):
We're gonna reverse witness this thing and we're gonna raise
a barn about it.
Speaker 2 (10:46):
Okay, Or so we thought, uncle story, Yes, hello MFM
cast crew and furry extras. Longtime listener, something time writer
recently you asked for? Or so we thought stories and
boy do I have the perfect one. Let's get into it.
I'll set the scene When my mom was little, her
parents bought a riverside cabin in a rural part of
the state. Think seventies, charm a hammock above a poison
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ivy patch and a small living space. We somehow managed
to cram ten to fifteen people into They visited every summer,
a tradition that has continued and expanded to all of
the children. Grandchildren and cousins on my mom's side love
it fun. I bet there's no air conditioning either.
Speaker 3 (11:24):
No, no, and I'm pretty cold in the winter. Yeah,
but you're right there by that river.
Speaker 2 (11:27):
Yeah, I bet there's a lot of fucking MGD being
pastor anyway. After my grandparents passed away, my uncle moved
into the cabin with no one but his dog to
keep him company.
Speaker 4 (11:36):
Sounds amazing. In the ten years he.
Speaker 2 (11:38):
Lived there before he died, he filled the cabin and
a garage he built with piles and piles of stuff.
He also suggested he hid treasure across the property, but
never said where. My mom, my aunt, and her husband
all went to the cabin in the days after his
passing to look for a will and sart through all
his stuff. They found some sentimental things like old photos
and toys and about twenty guns. Oh, my aunt's husband
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eventually came across a small rug placed suspiciously over a
human sized hatch in the door. Obviously, this is where
my uncle's monetary treasure was hidden, or so they thought.
The spacement contained rows and rows of marijuana plants. Oh,
No one in my family smokes or was brave enough
to admit it, But with some help from the Internet,
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we guessed it was about ten thousand dollars worth of weed.
Turns out my quiet private uncle was the local drug dealer.
Speaker 3 (12:29):
Yes, that's right, that's what we're looking for, or thought.
Speaker 2 (12:34):
So though I love it, What did they do with
all this weed, you ask? The only reasonable thing they
could think of. They period burned it all. We were
sent a photo of the massive fire and told it
was a memorial for my uncle before we found out
the truth a few days later. I know my uncle
had a good laugh watching his goodye two shoe sisters
get high, possibly for the first time, off of his
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supply blind.
Speaker 3 (12:59):
Too close on fire of weed.
Speaker 2 (13:01):
Oh, all the teenagers were like weeping in that town that.
Speaker 3 (13:04):
Day, just like what a waste.
Speaker 2 (13:06):
In the years since he's passing, my mom is emphasized
to her children how important it is for you to
stay close to the people that me and the most
to you. She my aunt and my uncle called each
other almost every day to say hi and check in
on one another. So whether it's your siblings, your parents,
a family member, a friend, or anyone else, keep them
close and let them know you love them. You never
know when a phone call her text maybe your last
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stay sexy, and maybe don't burn your uncle's entire weed supply,
at least not at once.
Speaker 4 (13:33):
See she her, I.
Speaker 1 (13:35):
Thought that that was going to be Keep them close
because they might have a nice dying bag on them
totally just to make Christmas a little more relaxing.
Speaker 2 (13:42):
Where was the cash hidden, though, Because where there's ten
thousand dollars worth of weed, there's cash that you can't
put in a bank.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
Yeah, you better start pulling the boards off that like
loft in seriously, second floor or something absolutely treasure. I'm
not going to reach its subject line of this, it says,
dear Karen and Georgia, is it normal for your heart
to race when typing an email to your favorite people
ever who you also consider to be your one way besties?
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Just say yes, I'm an elementary teacher in a small
town in Texas.
Speaker 3 (14:15):
We were just there.
Speaker 4 (14:16):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (14:17):
I first discovered your podcast during the pandemic, during which
I would get my own kids started on their distance learning,
a phrase that still triggers my gag reflex, getting my
fifth graders started on their daily lessons, which consisted of
a lot of what's the login and then going for
a long walk around my neighborhood. The only thing that
truly kept me from going insane.
Speaker 3 (14:37):
Your voice has grounded.
Speaker 1 (14:38):
Me during the most anxious time in my life, and
to this day, I turned to your podcast whenever I
feel stressed or anxious, which is, let's be real always.
Speaker 3 (14:46):
That's so nice.
Speaker 1 (14:47):
Yeah, well, I have a handful of hometowns I could share.
And then in parentheses it says serial killer Jason Massey, unsolved,
brutal murder, cold case of Missy Beavers?
Speaker 3 (14:56):
Have you heard of that one?
Speaker 1 (14:58):
But I thought I'd opt for something lighter and tell
you one of the many stories I've collected from teaching
elementary school for sixteen years. It was a typical Friday
in fifth grade or so.
Speaker 4 (15:08):
We thought.
Speaker 3 (15:10):
It's fun to deliver that dramatically too.
Speaker 4 (15:12):
Where's it going to be.
Speaker 1 (15:13):
We just started our cozy morning reading time. The lights
were dim, soft instrumental music was playing, and the class
was scattered around the room with books in hand, curled
up like little library cats on bean bags and rugs.
Speaker 4 (15:25):
That sounds so amazing, so cute.
Speaker 1 (15:27):
Enter Emily. Name changed on the off chance that this
child's mother as a murdering You know, sweet quiet Emily,
always prepared, always early, always suspiciously lumpy this morning. I
didn't think much of it until mid read aloud. A
scream erupted from the carpet. Then chaos. Children were flinging
themselves off the floor like real life version of the
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floor's lava. One kid shouted, is that a rat?
Speaker 4 (15:52):
Oh my god?
Speaker 1 (15:53):
While another tried to climb onto a bookshelf like it
was the Titanic, and the classroom's rug was sinking. That's
when I saw it, tinly, mostly hairless blur hissing between
the copies of Tales of a fourth grade nothing and
because of wind Dixie. Surely this was some toy gone wrong,
right wrong. It was a baby possum. Yes, I know,
the proper name is opossum, but you know.
Speaker 4 (16:15):
Texas not here.
Speaker 3 (16:16):
I'm California, A real live baby possum in my classroom.
Speaker 4 (16:19):
My god, Emily.
Speaker 1 (16:20):
Emily stood up calmly, far too calmly, and said, don't
call my mom. I found Oh my god, I found
him on the way to school, and I didn't want
him to be lonely, so I put him in my pocket.
Speaker 2 (16:31):
Oh like, okay, maybe I'll have one kid. That's when
I hear these fucking stories.
Speaker 1 (16:36):
Just one. Can I just give a little counter Yes,
those animals are covered in life and bugs and things. Yes, okay,
it says, and then it just says her.
Speaker 3 (16:46):
Period pocket period.
Speaker 1 (16:48):
Apparently, this poor thing had been peacefully snoozing in her
hoodie pocket for hours until a dramatic plot twist in
because of whind Dixie startled him awake and straight into
flight mode. The next ten where a blur of possum wrangling,
controlled screaming, and me googling do you need a raby
shot if you handle a wild possum while on hold
with the school nurse? Just in case, I told myself.
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The chase ended up dramatically when another student scooped it
up into his shoe Yes you read that right, and
started jumping up and down like he just won the
Super Bowl. The possum was eventually safely returned to the
wild after a short stay in the counselor's office, and
the classrooms sort of recovered. Stay sexy and check your
student's pockets for wildlife, Jay.
Speaker 2 (17:31):
Oh my god, like the best day of those kids' lives.
Speaker 1 (17:34):
It's so exciting, it's so good, and it's so like
life in the classroom. Right, this is just kind of
what teachers have to deal with. Well, there's a PS.
That's other stuff teachers have to deal with.
Speaker 3 (17:43):
Okay, PS.
Speaker 1 (17:44):
I'm switching grade levels this year and will be a
fourth grade reading and social studies teacher at a Title
I school in Texas. My classroom is my mission field.
I strive to create lasting memories, build strong relationships, and
give my students experiences that they might not otherwise have.
As we all know, public school funding continues to be cut,
and the burden for creating these experiences falls on teachers
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who barely make enough to make ends meet as it is.
I've put together an Amazon wish list to help bring
learning to life for my kids. If you're willing to
take a look or share, I'd be so grateful, so
we'll share this on our Instagram and then it says
thank you for inspiring so many, including me. So we
will put Jay's wish list up and then this is
just stuff that all teachers are going through right now
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because they're trying to put My sister had to go
into her classroom this year, and she's like, I'm starting
over from scratch, like I have no teacher's assistant. I
have to go in there and make this room great
for little kids who have never gone to school before,
because she's kindergarten teacher.
Speaker 2 (18:41):
How about we put it on socials and then teachers
can add their teacher wishless links as well.
Speaker 4 (18:46):
Love it.
Speaker 3 (18:47):
Yeah, yeah, so if you have a little extra to give,
we can do that.
Speaker 4 (18:51):
Amazing.
Speaker 3 (18:52):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (18:52):
I wish we were ending on that, but we're not.
Speaker 3 (18:54):
We got to keep going.
Speaker 4 (18:55):
We're ending on cat Burglars.
Speaker 3 (18:57):
Okay, perfect, Okay.
Speaker 2 (19:00):
I present to you my mother and I's finest moment.
I grew up in a household that always had cats
and dogs, and in my adulthood I carried on this tradition.
I acquired two cats and one dog in my early twenties.
Both of my cats were strictly indoors. I love them,
but I was not sure either of those jing dongs
could have survived the wild suburban area that I called home.
One morning, I woke up to feed the pack and
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noticed my little black cat, Cleopatra or cloak Clow, was
nowhere to be found. I panicked, took the day off
work and canvas the neighborhood, shaking a bag of treats, yelling.
Speaker 3 (19:31):
Cloa clow, cloak glow. Why not click?
Speaker 4 (19:33):
You know that fake pet names don't ever make any
fucking sense.
Speaker 3 (19:36):
That's true, that's just what it turned into.
Speaker 2 (19:38):
Yeah, yeah, I am sure the neighbor has got an Eiffel.
The days went by and Cleopatra still had not turned up.
I put up signs and set up a raccoon trap
on my front porch, hoping to catch her if she
came back. The trap did not catch her, but I
think it caught every other damn cat in the entire neighborhood,
along with one actual raccoon. My mom would come over
some evenings and help me canvas the neighborhood shape that
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damn bag of treats. Now, this is the part of
the story. I need to remind you that Cleopatra.
Speaker 4 (20:05):
Is a black cat.
Speaker 2 (20:06):
I would also like to enter my first defense here
and say that most black cats look very much alike.
One early evening, as my mother and I walked down
a street very close to my home, we spotted her,
or so we thought so we thought it since she
had been gone for so long, we were not about
to let her get away. We slowly started approaching the cat.
The cat sees us moving towards it and bolts, and
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we run after it. We chase this cat as it
runs toward a home that was just around the corner
from my own house, and we see the cat enter
through a side doggy door. We thought that Cleopatra must
have been surviving all this time by taking shelter in
this home that she just ran into.
Speaker 4 (20:41):
How clever she is.
Speaker 2 (20:43):
We knocked on the front door, No one answered, no
cars in the driveway. We sneak around the side of
the home and peek into the windows, maybe sign number
one that we should have just chilled, and see cloak
close sitting in the laundry room up on a counter.
I'm not sure who had the bright idea of trying
the back door knob, but one of us tried it.
And it was open.
Speaker 3 (21:02):
Oh.
Speaker 2 (21:02):
I am also not sure which criminal mastermind scheme the
next steps of our plan, but it was decided that
I would enter the home, grab the cat, and then
book it back to my house.
Speaker 4 (21:12):
Ug.
Speaker 2 (21:13):
We entered this home, grabbing this cat and high tailed
it no pun intended back to my house. I ran
into my home and dropped this poor cat, thinking, oh,
how relieved Cleopatra will be to be home, and this
cat just starts flipping out, running around looking for an exit,
flying up and down the furniture. I think it was
at this point we realized, Shit, this is not my cat.
(21:35):
We fucking stole, with the best of intentions my neighbor's
cat all caps right out of their damn home.
Speaker 3 (21:41):
Through the back door. Burglar yes, burglar.
Speaker 4 (21:44):
Yes, okay. Phase two.
Speaker 2 (21:46):
The cat calmed down a little bit and I was
able to pick the cat back up, and we put
our genius plan into reverse. We bolted back to my
neighbors and shoved that cat back into its docky door,
from which it came. Good news, Cleopatra returned from her
outing sixteen days after she left. Better news cats can't
talk her else. My mother and I may be serving
hard time, stay sexy and lock your fucking doors, or
(22:07):
your crazy neighbor and her mom may steal your cat
and then return it. E.
Speaker 1 (22:12):
Thank god they didn't have to break back in and
put the cat in like that.
Speaker 3 (22:15):
Like it's just through that cat door.
Speaker 2 (22:17):
Like the person came home and just had no fucking
clue that someone was in their house. The cat was
just like you were not going to leave what happened
to me? But I can't tell you.
Speaker 4 (22:25):
Cat's like all right, this is so fucking weird. Yeah.
Speaker 1 (22:28):
Also there's just like a you walk in, there's just
like a weird smell.
Speaker 3 (22:31):
It's just like a someone's in here.
Speaker 4 (22:34):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (22:34):
Keep sending us share or so I thought, twist stories
and we can include them in the regular hometowns. I
fucking love them so much.
Speaker 3 (22:41):
They're so good.
Speaker 1 (22:41):
Have you ever been misled or miscontruede a situation? Then
it led to some wonderful storytelling, right, let us know.
Speaker 2 (22:49):
Please let us know my favorite murder at gmail dot
com and.
Speaker 3 (22:51):
Stay sexy and don't get murdered.
Speaker 4 (22:53):
Good goodbye, Elvis, do you want to cook?
Speaker 1 (22:55):
He?
Speaker 3 (23:03):
This has been an exactly right production.
Speaker 2 (23:05):
Our senior producers are Alahundra Keck and Molly Smith.
Speaker 3 (23:08):
Our editor is Aristotle las Veda.
Speaker 4 (23:10):
This episode was mixed by Leonis Kolacci.
Speaker 1 (23:12):
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Speaker 2 (23:15):
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Speaker 1 (23:17):
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Speaker 4 (23:22):
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Speaker 3 (23:27):
Yi bye bye
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Karen Kilgariff
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