October 27, 2025 • 25 mins
Happy Halloween, Murderinos! This week’s hometowns include a giant pumpkin, pipe bomb party and tales from Spirit Halloween.
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Speaker 1 (00:16):
Hello, and welcome to my Favorite Murder.
Speaker 2 (00:19):
That's Georgia hertstar.
Speaker 3 (00:20):
That's Karen Kilgariff.
Speaker 2 (00:22):
This is a minisode. God damn it.
Speaker 3 (00:24):
Okay, we can still introduce ourselves in our minisode. Maybe
we should start doing that now.
Speaker 2 (00:27):
I think we should be Yeah, ten years in, let's
keep it mysterious. Oh, I think you go first. That's time.
Speaker 1 (00:33):
Okay.
Speaker 3 (00:33):
We have special Halloween hometowns for you guys because it's
spooky season.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
And if you're watching a video, you can see that
Georgia has a very special Halloween inspired T shirt on
right now.
Speaker 3 (00:43):
I found this at a vintage shop when we were
in Denver and it reminded me of Candy Corn and
I was like, this is perfect for the show. I
want to see something really spooky. Yeah, look at the
size of that fucking is it on my phone?
Speaker 2 (00:52):
Oh my god, it's the ghost of your teenage years or.
Speaker 3 (00:57):
I don't know. Touring breaks me out so good, dude.
Speaker 2 (01:00):
Here's the thing I watched the other day and the
bags under my eyes, like the it was hilarious. I
was just like, no one's ever gonna mention that I
have huge, like exhaustion bags. Only you think that yeah,
but good lord, I could slap some fucking restricter on there.
Do something.
Speaker 1 (01:19):
It's all bad. It's all bad.
Speaker 2 (01:21):
It's all we're doing a lot of things. We're aging,
we're aging. We decided to Why don't we go ahead
and record this for posterity?
Speaker 1 (01:27):
Great idea?
Speaker 3 (01:28):
Yeah us, all right, this one's called perfect Halloween Hometown
MFM crew, Let me jump right in. I went to
middle and high school in a small Vermont town called Woodstock.
It's quiet, historical, no stop lights kind of town, and
it reeks of its Puritan past. Central to the town
is a green like a small park where most of
the community events take place, including farmers' markets, snow sculpture contests,
(01:51):
et cetera. It sounds like a Hallmark movie.
Speaker 2 (01:53):
Does snow sculpture like just I'm gonna give you a
couple examples snow sculpture shoulders.
Speaker 3 (02:00):
But there is one community event in particular I'd like
to tell you about. In eighteen thirty four, the eldest
brother of the Ransom family, Frederick, aged twenty, died of
an illness that made him very pale and lose his
appetite for food. Three months after his death, the younger brother, Daniel,
became ill with the same symptoms and began to waste away.
The family feared that the dead son was a vampire,
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draining his little brother from beyond the grave. I feel
like eighteen thirty four is a little late in the
game to be believing that, right, Yes, agreed, like sixteen
something maybe.
Speaker 2 (02:32):
Yeah, it's like or if you lived out in the
country late seventeen hundreds. But yeah, come on now, so.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
This is on them. The family dug Frederick up, and
upon examining the decaying corpse, one doctor Frost determined that
there was fresh blood in Frederick's heart and that he
had likely sucked it from his brother.
Speaker 1 (02:49):
Okay, sir, sir.
Speaker 2 (02:52):
We need a second opinion on this one.
Speaker 1 (02:54):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (02:54):
The townspeople gathered together at the green with a blacksmith
forge to burn the body, because, as we all know,
this is how you release a curse. Yeah, but this
got me. The younger brother, Daniel, eats the ashes of
his brother's vampiric heart to try to cure him. Daniel
was only three years old, which means they're fucking forcing
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this baby. The rest of the ashes were buried in
a box in the center of the Woodstock Green. Good lord,
I have been to the cemetery that Frederick was originally
buried at, even on schools field trips, but his grave
is gone. Urban legend says that some students from the
high school dug up the spot in the green that
was supposed to house Frederick's ashes. When they reached six feet,
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the earth shook and they heard screams and a deep rumbling.
Needless to say, no one is fucked with digging up
that shit since. But my best friend's mom still lives
in town and recently went out on a blind date.
The guy was good looking and younger than her, so
they went out a few times. That's all it takes
looking on younger, especially you know in Woodstock in a
small town.
Speaker 1 (03:56):
That's all you see.
Speaker 2 (03:57):
Dum, stop talking about that. Does amity common in you?
I don't know why you keep asking how these care?
Speaker 3 (04:03):
And tell He said that he thinks he's a relative
of the Ransom family and that he's a vampire too.
Stay sexy and dump him if he wants to drink
your blood cat as an afterward. It's it is likely
that the real cause of Frederick and the rest of
his family's eventual death was tuberculosis. I sent this in
once before and forgot to sign it. So Kachina.
Speaker 2 (04:25):
Nailed it. You nailed it. You nailed it. Kat Oh,
that was really good.
Speaker 1 (04:29):
So fucked up.
Speaker 2 (04:29):
But also it just makes you think of like that
stuff that used to happen back then, where it's like
one old guy with a beard and he's just like, yeah,
you know what this is, and no one checked me
on this.
Speaker 3 (04:39):
One elected official with like a fucking MD.
Speaker 2 (04:42):
Yeah, okay, I'm not going to read it the subject
I know this one. It says, hey, MFM faan, let's
give her something they legit say. In my hometown, I
grew up in rural Farmland, Ontario, Canada, where my parents
grew ridiculous and hideous town fair award winning giant pumpkins.
We're talking over a three hundred pound variety. And back
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in those days their place was also the local party
house slash barn, where they hosted, among all the other festivities,
an annual Halloween rager. My uncle, who works for the
government doing not sure what, but has access to explosives,
got the great idea to blow up that year's biggest
pumpkin as a way to end the night. With a bang.
(05:23):
That's the person I want to meet. This went on
for a couple of years with that incident, just chunks
of pumpkin all over the yard. Then came the year
we barely speak of still to this day, my uncle
decided to up the ante that year. I need to
meet this man. He's fine, he's he is what it's about.
This is just making life fun and explosive, and basically
(05:48):
accidentally built a pipe bomb. Oops. I was always too
cool as a teenager to attend these parties. So I
was just arriving home that night, high as hell, and
when I stepped out of the car in long driveway
before or the barnyard, I heard don't move, stayed back,
it's pumpkin time. I noticed my parents' friends and family
cowering in the barn, all dressed up like the lunatics.
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Then came the blinding white light and the loudest bang
that hit me in the chest and echoed throughout the
surrounding woods. Stone scared and mortified, I stood in the
driveway as also stoned. Yeah right, Stone Stune scared, mortified.
I stood in the driveway as I started to hear
chunks of pumpkin and rocks rained down on and around me,
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including in my hair, on all the cars, in the trees,
and on the roof. No one could say anything from
shock for several moments, and then my uncle frantically started yelling,
is everyone okay? Miraculously and thankfully everyone was Oh drunk?
Speaker 1 (06:47):
People with explosives, yeah, terrible idea.
Speaker 2 (06:49):
It's bad enough when they're just firecrackers. Family and friends,
wide eyed and in shock, started to look at one
another and basically pat down their bodies in search of damage.
Among all the fake blood and ridiculous costumes. They had
exploded the pumpkin in our massive fire pit, which was
surrounded by big boulders. These rocks had exploded in the
blast and became projectiles. One went through the barn doors
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like a cannonball, close to my aunt's head. Everyone just
mumbled quietly and the party was, without saying officially over.
Still in shock, and as the bitchy teenager I was,
I stormed into the house and up to my room.
Speaker 3 (07:28):
So embarrassing, this is me, stupid.
Speaker 2 (07:31):
You blew up a boulder and it hurts me.
Speaker 3 (07:34):
Wor my problem now?
Speaker 2 (07:37):
So they stormed into the house and up to their
room only to find the shock from the blast had
blown out my bedroom window and all the windows on
the backside of the My fucking god, how's up for
a brady teenager?
Speaker 1 (07:50):
Fucking idiots?
Speaker 2 (07:52):
I stormed downstairs, where a small remainder of my family
was gathered, basically in tears, saying, you guys went too
far and everyone knew this to be true. The silence
was still so eerie, no one knew what to say.
Then the phone started ringing. The neighbors were all calling
around to each other. The town had come to the
conclusion that an airplane had crashed in our fields, and
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we're asking should we call the cops. My mom had
to nervously talk them down, muttering something about homemade fireworks.
Needless to say, that was the last year they grew pumpkins,
exploded them, or even had a Halloween party. Damn, we
can finally chuckle about the absurdity and the thankfully injury
free outcome of that fateful Halloween night that went off
(08:34):
with a real bang, Stay sexy and don't accidentally build
a pipe bomb was stolen explosives to blow shit up
as a party trick.
Speaker 3 (08:41):
Laura, Oh, that's amazing, can't you just chunk those punkin
chunkin you know when they like, Yeah, sling shots, just
do that.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
I know you don't need explosives. You can do any
manner of sling shot or I mean, if you're out
on a farm, have about a shotgun. I don't know.
So many ideas, so many violent ideas to replace them
the other violent idea. All right, this is a Ouiji
board story. Hi, Karen and Georgia. A friend of mine
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in middle school was obsessed with all things scary and
had an October birthday, so naturally, her fourteenth birthday party
was Halloween themed. There were about ten girls in attendance,
and my friend's parents, two of the nicest people I've
ever met, had planned tons of hilarious now but terrifying
at the time activities think haunted hay ride, tarot card readings,
(09:30):
an uncle dresses Michael Myers as fucking uncles.
Speaker 1 (09:33):
Man, love you.
Speaker 4 (09:35):
I'm just kind of standing in the doorway with a
hockey maska and a seance tent that was rigged with
a fake rat on a string to rattle leaves and
scare the shit out of us when we thought we
were summoning dead celebrities.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
While they're doing real work.
Speaker 3 (09:48):
Yeah, I bet she was an only child. To cap
off the night we broke out the Ouiji board, we
played around for a few minutes, then began receiving the
words help, water and res We were freaked out, but
not as freaked out as we were when a woman
was found in her car in a retaining pond reservoir
perhaps two days later. The woman was said to have
(10:11):
gone missing on Friday and was found on Monday. The
party was Saturday night. I've never believed much in supernatural forces,
and even at fourteen, was the asshole of the group
trying to rationalize away the messages. But I still get
chills thinking about it. We're from a very small town
and rumors about the woman's death ran wild. It doesn't
seem that there was any serious criminal investigation, and sadly,
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no justice was ever served for the woman or her family.
Her mother is adamant that she was murdered, and sixteen
years later she is still trying to solve the case.
Thank you for all you do, researching, writing, and producing
this podcast. It's gotten me through many long drives slash
days at work. You rock Anonymous. Anonymous doesn't want to
wow broad the town's gossip.
Speaker 1 (10:55):
That is, that's spooky.
Speaker 2 (10:57):
That's quite something to carry if you're fourteen year old,
even if it can be written off as coincidence.
Speaker 3 (11:03):
It's not a lot, but it's enough to be fucking
creepy as shit.
Speaker 2 (11:06):
And it hooks you into another person's mortality, which I
think that once that happens to you at a young
enf age, you're just like, well, now I can't stop.
Speaker 1 (11:14):
Thank you totally.
Speaker 2 (11:16):
Wow. Okay, I'm not going to read you this subject
line this email starts. Just travel with me, won't you?
Back to Halloween nineteen eighty where I'm eight years old
and my sister and I are preparing to get ready
to go trick or treating in my grandpa Leo's new neighborhood.
He had recently moved in with his girlfriend, Beverley, who
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had a huge old house on a nice tree lined
street that was bound to have better candy than we
could get where we lived. That's what it was all about,
which was above our dad's store in the main commercial
drag in downtown Albany, New York.
Speaker 3 (11:49):
That's badass to grow up over your dad's store in Albany,
Beautiful Albany.
Speaker 2 (11:55):
Come, it's a I think it is mysterfaite. It's like Upstate.
But I had another reason to be excited this year.
I had dreamed up a creative and terrifying Halloween costume.
I was going to be a ghoul inspired by the
episodes of Scooby Dude, inspired by episodes of Scooby Doo
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and perhaps the movie Young Frankenstein. I had it all
figured out. Hunchback made of bald up socks, check matted
hair courtesy of one of my mom's old hair pieces
from the sixties, Check deep circle drawn around my eyes
with my mom's brownish lipstick. Check. However, the best part
of this costume, the part that would get everyone's attention
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as I lurched terrifyingly from porch to porch, was the
green glow in the dark body paint that I had
persuaded my mom to get us. And then parentheses it
says my sister was going to be a glow in
the dark witch. Not very creative if you ask me.
I was dressed ready to go. Glow paint applied not
just to my face, but to my hands as well,
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so that unsuspecting homeowners would see an eerie green hand
reaching out from the darkness for what would hopefully be
a full sized snicker bar, but it was still frustratingly lightout.
We've got to go at six, We've got to.
Speaker 1 (13:10):
Get you back by y. We put a jacket on
his cold.
Speaker 2 (13:13):
No way I was going to be able to wait
for the sun to set before I could gaze upon
the full effect of my truly terrifying glowing ghoul.
Speaker 1 (13:21):
Get up.
Speaker 2 (13:22):
It's such a kid story. So I asked my grandpa
if there was a quote closet or someplace dark in
this as yet unfamiliar house that I could step into
so that I could see how glowy, in fact, my
glow in the dark skin was. He said there was,
and walked me to a door just off the dining room.
A word about my grandpa, He probably had adhd I know,
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I do, but back in the olden days they just
called him absent minded, an accident prone. He survived getting
hit by a trolley on two separate occasions.
Speaker 1 (13:56):
Oh my god, I feel it.
Speaker 2 (13:58):
Those Albany trolleys are real fast. Y's careful. He also
a few years after this Halloween, cut off a bunch
of his fingers while operating a jigsaw. They were successfully reattached.
Oh my god, accident prone. Oh that's what they called
it back then here just on Halloween, though, So it's
perhaps not the biggest surprise that Grandpa opened this door
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for me, closed it behind me, and then realized that
he should perhaps have told me that this was not
a door to a closet, but the door to the
stairs leading to the basement. I remember a moment of
confusing weightlessness, and then the hard slam of my butt
on the earth packed floor. Oh my god, I remember
seeing the silhouette of my grandpa at the top of
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the stairs, frozen in or convinced that he had killed
his granddaughter. I was fine. I only cried when I
realized how freaked out everybody else was. But the next
year I played it safe and dressed up as Cleopatra.
It's been Sexy Lady costumes every year since. It's safer,
stay sexy, and trust but verify Ava ps A special
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thanks to Karen for her year too High song. Imagine
a middle aged woman me curled in a fetal position,
whisper singing You're gonna be fine after an ill advised
second brownie.
Speaker 3 (15:13):
No, no, a second.
Speaker 2 (15:15):
Brown never a second brownie.
Speaker 1 (15:17):
I'm not that high. I'm gonna have another.
Speaker 2 (15:19):
No one's ever that high.
Speaker 3 (15:21):
Gonna be fine.
Speaker 2 (15:22):
Oh and then it says love you ladies.
Speaker 1 (15:24):
I love trust, but verify. Yeah, that's a good one.
Speaker 2 (15:27):
That's an old saying, is it.
Speaker 1 (15:28):
Let's steal it? Secret holes and walls?
Speaker 3 (15:34):
Yo, yell YEAHI Hi Karen and Georgia. I've always loved
listening to your podcast. My mom and sister first played
it for me when I was fifteen, and I loved it,
but I was too busy being fifteen to listen consistently.
It's only now that I'm going through every episode from
the beginning, and I'm hoping you still want stories of
secret slash spooky holes always every way, never question yourself
(15:56):
because being the big kid that I am now seventeen,
I work at Spirit Halloween. How fucking fun is that?
Oh and this year and this year, we've seen a
lot of weird shit. We're in an old Forever twenty
one this year, because they're always in like abandon they
were like in our abandoned CBS last year. Yes, okay, well,
this year we're in an old Forever twenty one, which
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has both an upstairs and a downstairs. We only use
the upper level. The downstairs has closed off from us
completely and shut off from the rest of the mall
as well. So it's like an old mall. It's upstairs only,
but the whole upstairs and downstairs used to be forever
twenty one.
Speaker 2 (16:32):
Wow, so you enter on it.
Speaker 3 (16:33):
I'm just taking a Bourbank mall, you know how like
they closed the bed bathroom beyond that was two floors.
Oh yeah, and they probably only use the top floor now.
Speaker 1 (16:40):
For whatever it is.
Speaker 2 (16:41):
Got it?
Speaker 3 (16:42):
Hell, let's do something very specific, but only like a
handful of people who listen would understand.
Speaker 2 (16:46):
I can only understand things like this if you explain
them to me in terms of bourbon.
Speaker 1 (16:51):
Yeah, I can tell you all about burban Oh, I
get it.
Speaker 2 (16:53):
I tell you get it.
Speaker 3 (16:54):
The downstairs is closed off and shut off and the
rest of the mall. One day, my coworker nonchalantly mentioned
that during a walk through, they found an old dressing
room downstairs with bed sheets, food, liquor, a fucking gun holster,
and signs that someone had been hanging out in there
for quite some time. Yeah, but no one was actually there.
I was creeped out, but I moved on with my
life seventeen year old, at least for a few weeks.
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Then my manager casually asked me if I had quote
seen the holes we found in the walls yet. Me,
trying to hide the fact that I was low key excited,
asked her where. She led me to them, And let
me tell you, there is a whole fucking shitty, man
made creepy tunnel. One end is hidden behind an old fridge.
Not sure why there's a fridge, it's just sitting there
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in a poorly lit, unused storage room with cords and
random crap everywhere.
Speaker 2 (17:43):
That's the perfect thing to cover a big hole that.
Speaker 1 (17:45):
A person can go.
Speaker 5 (17:46):
Perfect.
Speaker 3 (17:47):
And the other end of the tunnel opens into a
room with all the ventilation and pipes. There's also a
whole secret door in another wall, made with a saw,
hinges and peg board, so someone like was there long
enough to make a door, they can make a house. Yeah,
and this is all upstairs, totally separate from what we
found downstairs. I hate the thought of people secretly inside
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a fucking wall, because, girl, get your peeping tom ass
out of there. I apologize if this is too long,
but I thought maybe you'd give it a chance. I
love you guys, thank you for keeping me company while
I work this scary ass job. Yes, stay sexy heart
emoji love ari Ari.
Speaker 2 (18:25):
I would like for you to check in every once
in a while because the spooky season is upon us.
But also there have been stories over the years people
being able to be squatters in malls is like the
easiest thing. Nobody's there.
Speaker 3 (18:38):
Also, like I bet she hasn't told her parents and
later they're gonna.
Speaker 1 (18:42):
Be like, why the fuck didn't you tell?
Speaker 3 (18:43):
Like that we would have made you stop working there, right,
or we would have you know, had some crid But
it's just like, oh, yeah, you didn't.
Speaker 1 (18:49):
I didn't tell you.
Speaker 2 (18:50):
Just do not close alone, because that's the thing that
those fucking like businesses were. They're just like, oh, this
seventeen year old assistant manager, she can close by herself.
It's like absolute hopefully since everyone knows there's.
Speaker 1 (19:03):
Holes in the walls.
Speaker 3 (19:04):
Yeah, they have like security and someone walking into their cars.
Speaker 2 (19:07):
But I do want to hear like all the things
that happen in Spirit Halloween.
Speaker 4 (19:10):
That's good.
Speaker 2 (19:11):
I bet it's fun times, okay, but you have to
listen to that, Like the one weird witch at the front,
like make noise and all day ye reach out? Do
you work at Spirit Halloween? What store did your job replace?
A store of Okay? The subject line of this is
uh no, I'm not going to read it okay, so
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it says, hello, murder besties. I have a zillion things
to thank you for, but I'll save them for the
end and try to truncate this email so it isn't
horrifyingly long. I'm catching up on episodes and heard something
about prankster teachers and I had to talk about mister Bream.
Do you remember prankster teachers? But we're bringing it all
back with mister brain.
Speaker 1 (19:50):
Let's do it.
Speaker 2 (19:51):
He was the legendary seventh grade history teacher at my
combined middle high school, and he always made his classes fun, interactive,
and truly a joy. I have no idea how this
man tolerated seventh graders all day, but he was clearly
a Saint Halloween hit, and I had history for third period.
A bunch of kids from the earlier classes said that
mister Breen was going to give a pop quiz that day,
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which felt unusual for such a fun loving teacher. On
the auspicious candy based holiday that was October thirty first,
but oh well, my anxious ass was already for that quiz.
When we walked in. He looked distracted and weird, and
he said that he had something he needed to get
off his chest before we started the quiz, and that
he'd called down some of his older former students there
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because he wanted them to know too. He then proceeded
to tell us a story about his three best friends
and him going on a backpacking trip in Germany decades earlier,
and that they had come across an injured mountain climber
as a snowstorm hit. They weren't able to rescue him
and they had to leave him behind. It had been
forty years since then, and he'd always regretted it. But
in the past three months, those three friends have died
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mysteriously on the last day of each month. Oh good.
The last had been stabbed with a pietah, a metal
spike used for mountain climbing, and mister Bream was terrified
he was going to be next. He knew that the
climber had come back for revenge for being left for dead.
At the end of the story, the lights suddenly went
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off and mister Bream screamed, Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (21:19):
How do you keep us right fast?
Speaker 2 (21:20):
To mister Bream, I mean, you've got to have the
passion of a prankster in you, where you're like, this
is going to scare the fuck out of them. I
just can't give it away.
Speaker 3 (21:28):
I was supposed to be an actor, not a teacher.
But let's make the best of it.
Speaker 2 (21:31):
You have to it. Maybe he's deep down supposed to
be an actor because he's tapping into something real. So
he screams, Oh my god, all the seventh graders screamed
before realizing that he's been fucking with us. Everyone laughed,
and he checked in to see how we were all
feeling after the story, making sure no one was too scared.
While in retrospect, this story was far fetched enough that
we should have all known it was a prank. I
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was and am very gullible and believed every word right
till the end. He then told us to make sure
to tell kids and later classes that we had a
pop quiz so as not to spoil the joke.
Speaker 3 (22:02):
Love it.
Speaker 2 (22:03):
This teacher was also beloved enough that no one spoiled
the Pee taw Man story for the other classes. For years.
Speaker 1 (22:10):
Oh shit.
Speaker 2 (22:11):
I went back and listened to him tell that story
as one of the former students until I graduated high school.
I even got to be the one to turn off
the lights a few times. My gosh, older kids didn't
spoil it for their younger siblings, and mister Bream told
that story every year until he retired.
Speaker 3 (22:27):
Oh my god, I'm gonna cry.
Speaker 1 (22:29):
I know, it's really good.
Speaker 2 (22:31):
That's like true unity of like we're going to keep
your innocence and fuck with you a little bit, and like.
Speaker 3 (22:36):
Yeah, but also like here's the reach that a really
good teacher who cares can have. It's like, yes, amazing.
Speaker 2 (22:41):
Yes, it's fun to be in it. Clearly, it's not upsetting.
Everybody loves a good story. Yeah, And the rest of
the year was always fun and involved zero traumatizing. I'll
always be thankful that I had a teacher who was
so invested in his students having special and memorable experiences
and the hellscape that was middle.
Speaker 1 (23:01):
School of God, I remember, true, they were amazing.
Speaker 2 (23:04):
I mean, thank you for all you do in creating
a space to talk about mental health and your experiences
with therapy. Your podcast was no small part of the
reason I left the entertainment industry.
Speaker 1 (23:15):
Me too, Wow, seriously.
Speaker 2 (23:18):
And I went back to grad school to become a
therapist myself.
Speaker 1 (23:20):
Wow, amazing.
Speaker 2 (23:21):
I've never been happier. Stay sexy, and be awesome enough
that your students will forgive you for scaring the shit
out of them. Shawna, Shawna, Shawna, what a beautiful story.
So good.
Speaker 3 (23:33):
Tell us about your memorable teachers. We want to hear
all about them and like legendary teacher teachers. Yeah, for sure,
because that's amazing. That's beautiful. That's a great Halloween app
it heard one.
Speaker 2 (23:46):
Also, we started posting some teacher wish lists. I'm sure
those teacher wish lists are there's still plenty. Yeah, so
if you there's probably some on our social media, but
take a look around and see if you can't donate
some here or there, because that's like, those are the
people it's.
Speaker 3 (24:02):
Going to totally totally amazing. Well, thanks for listening to you, guys.
Spooky Halloween.
Speaker 1 (24:07):
We do it.
Speaker 2 (24:08):
Oh yeah, spooky Halloween.
Speaker 3 (24:10):
Thank you.
Speaker 2 (24:10):
We've been waiting all my life. Yeah, and stay sexy
and don't get murdered.
Speaker 5 (24:17):
Goodbye, Elvis, Do you want a cookie?
Speaker 2 (24:30):
This has been an Exactly Right Production.
Speaker 3 (24:32):
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Speaker 2 (24:34):
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Speaker 1 (24:36):
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Speaker 2 (24:38):
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Speaker 1 (24:54):
Good Bye bye,
Hello, and welcome to my Favorite Murder.
Speaker 2 (00:19):
That's Georgia hertstar.
Speaker 3 (00:20):
That's Karen Kilgariff.
Speaker 2 (00:22):
This is a minisode. God damn it.
Speaker 3 (00:24):
Okay, we can still introduce ourselves in our minisode. Maybe
we should start doing that now.
Speaker 2 (00:27):
I think we should be Yeah, ten years in, let's
keep it mysterious. Oh, I think you go first. That's time.
Speaker 1 (00:33):
Okay.
Speaker 3 (00:33):
We have special Halloween hometowns for you guys because it's
spooky season.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
And if you're watching a video, you can see that
Georgia has a very special Halloween inspired T shirt on
right now.
Speaker 3 (00:43):
I found this at a vintage shop when we were
in Denver and it reminded me of Candy Corn and
I was like, this is perfect for the show. I
want to see something really spooky. Yeah, look at the
size of that fucking is it on my phone?
Speaker 2 (00:52):
Oh my god, it's the ghost of your teenage years or.
Speaker 3 (00:57):
I don't know. Touring breaks me out so good, dude.
Speaker 2 (01:00):
Here's the thing I watched the other day and the
bags under my eyes, like the it was hilarious. I
was just like, no one's ever gonna mention that I
have huge, like exhaustion bags. Only you think that yeah,
but good lord, I could slap some fucking restricter on there.
Do something.
Speaker 1 (01:19):
It's all bad. It's all bad.
Speaker 2 (01:21):
It's all we're doing a lot of things. We're aging,
we're aging. We decided to Why don't we go ahead
and record this for posterity?
Speaker 1 (01:27):
Great idea?
Speaker 3 (01:28):
Yeah us, all right, this one's called perfect Halloween Hometown
MFM crew, Let me jump right in. I went to
middle and high school in a small Vermont town called Woodstock.
It's quiet, historical, no stop lights kind of town, and
it reeks of its Puritan past. Central to the town
is a green like a small park where most of
the community events take place, including farmers' markets, snow sculpture contests,
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et cetera. It sounds like a Hallmark movie.
Speaker 2 (01:53):
Does snow sculpture like just I'm gonna give you a
couple examples snow sculpture shoulders.
Speaker 3 (02:00):
But there is one community event in particular I'd like
to tell you about. In eighteen thirty four, the eldest
brother of the Ransom family, Frederick, aged twenty, died of
an illness that made him very pale and lose his
appetite for food. Three months after his death, the younger brother, Daniel,
became ill with the same symptoms and began to waste away.
The family feared that the dead son was a vampire,
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draining his little brother from beyond the grave. I feel
like eighteen thirty four is a little late in the
game to be believing that, right, Yes, agreed, like sixteen
something maybe.
Speaker 2 (02:32):
Yeah, it's like or if you lived out in the
country late seventeen hundreds. But yeah, come on now, so.
Speaker 3 (02:37):
This is on them. The family dug Frederick up, and
upon examining the decaying corpse, one doctor Frost determined that
there was fresh blood in Frederick's heart and that he
had likely sucked it from his brother.
Speaker 1 (02:49):
Okay, sir, sir.
Speaker 2 (02:52):
We need a second opinion on this one.
Speaker 1 (02:54):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (02:54):
The townspeople gathered together at the green with a blacksmith
forge to burn the body, because, as we all know,
this is how you release a curse. Yeah, but this
got me. The younger brother, Daniel, eats the ashes of
his brother's vampiric heart to try to cure him. Daniel
was only three years old, which means they're fucking forcing
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this baby. The rest of the ashes were buried in
a box in the center of the Woodstock Green. Good lord,
I have been to the cemetery that Frederick was originally
buried at, even on schools field trips, but his grave
is gone. Urban legend says that some students from the
high school dug up the spot in the green that
was supposed to house Frederick's ashes. When they reached six feet,
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the earth shook and they heard screams and a deep rumbling.
Needless to say, no one is fucked with digging up
that shit since. But my best friend's mom still lives
in town and recently went out on a blind date.
The guy was good looking and younger than her, so
they went out a few times. That's all it takes
looking on younger, especially you know in Woodstock in a
small town.
Speaker 1 (03:56):
That's all you see.
Speaker 2 (03:57):
Dum, stop talking about that. Does amity common in you?
I don't know why you keep asking how these care?
Speaker 3 (04:03):
And tell He said that he thinks he's a relative
of the Ransom family and that he's a vampire too.
Stay sexy and dump him if he wants to drink
your blood cat as an afterward. It's it is likely
that the real cause of Frederick and the rest of
his family's eventual death was tuberculosis. I sent this in
once before and forgot to sign it. So Kachina.
Speaker 2 (04:25):
Nailed it. You nailed it. You nailed it. Kat Oh,
that was really good.
Speaker 1 (04:29):
So fucked up.
Speaker 2 (04:29):
But also it just makes you think of like that
stuff that used to happen back then, where it's like
one old guy with a beard and he's just like, yeah,
you know what this is, and no one checked me
on this.
Speaker 3 (04:39):
One elected official with like a fucking MD.
Speaker 2 (04:42):
Yeah, okay, I'm not going to read it the subject
I know this one. It says, hey, MFM faan, let's
give her something they legit say. In my hometown, I
grew up in rural Farmland, Ontario, Canada, where my parents
grew ridiculous and hideous town fair award winning giant pumpkins.
We're talking over a three hundred pound variety. And back
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in those days their place was also the local party
house slash barn, where they hosted, among all the other festivities,
an annual Halloween rager. My uncle, who works for the
government doing not sure what, but has access to explosives,
got the great idea to blow up that year's biggest
pumpkin as a way to end the night. With a bang.
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That's the person I want to meet. This went on
for a couple of years with that incident, just chunks
of pumpkin all over the yard. Then came the year
we barely speak of still to this day, my uncle
decided to up the ante that year. I need to
meet this man. He's fine, he's he is what it's about.
This is just making life fun and explosive, and basically
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accidentally built a pipe bomb. Oops. I was always too
cool as a teenager to attend these parties. So I
was just arriving home that night, high as hell, and
when I stepped out of the car in long driveway
before or the barnyard, I heard don't move, stayed back,
it's pumpkin time. I noticed my parents' friends and family
cowering in the barn, all dressed up like the lunatics.
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Then came the blinding white light and the loudest bang
that hit me in the chest and echoed throughout the
surrounding woods. Stone scared and mortified, I stood in the
driveway as also stoned. Yeah right, Stone Stune scared, mortified.
I stood in the driveway as I started to hear
chunks of pumpkin and rocks rained down on and around me,
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including in my hair, on all the cars, in the trees,
and on the roof. No one could say anything from
shock for several moments, and then my uncle frantically started yelling,
is everyone okay? Miraculously and thankfully everyone was Oh drunk?
Speaker 1 (06:47):
People with explosives, yeah, terrible idea.
Speaker 2 (06:49):
It's bad enough when they're just firecrackers. Family and friends,
wide eyed and in shock, started to look at one
another and basically pat down their bodies in search of damage.
Among all the fake blood and ridiculous costumes. They had
exploded the pumpkin in our massive fire pit, which was
surrounded by big boulders. These rocks had exploded in the
blast and became projectiles. One went through the barn doors
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like a cannonball, close to my aunt's head. Everyone just
mumbled quietly and the party was, without saying officially over.
Still in shock, and as the bitchy teenager I was,
I stormed into the house and up to my room.
Speaker 3 (07:28):
So embarrassing, this is me, stupid.
Speaker 2 (07:31):
You blew up a boulder and it hurts me.
Speaker 3 (07:34):
Wor my problem now?
Speaker 2 (07:37):
So they stormed into the house and up to their
room only to find the shock from the blast had
blown out my bedroom window and all the windows on
the backside of the My fucking god, how's up for
a brady teenager?
Speaker 1 (07:50):
Fucking idiots?
Speaker 2 (07:52):
I stormed downstairs, where a small remainder of my family
was gathered, basically in tears, saying, you guys went too
far and everyone knew this to be true. The silence
was still so eerie, no one knew what to say.
Then the phone started ringing. The neighbors were all calling
around to each other. The town had come to the
conclusion that an airplane had crashed in our fields, and
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we're asking should we call the cops. My mom had
to nervously talk them down, muttering something about homemade fireworks.
Needless to say, that was the last year they grew pumpkins,
exploded them, or even had a Halloween party. Damn, we
can finally chuckle about the absurdity and the thankfully injury
free outcome of that fateful Halloween night that went off
(08:34):
with a real bang, Stay sexy and don't accidentally build
a pipe bomb was stolen explosives to blow shit up
as a party trick.
Speaker 3 (08:41):
Laura, Oh, that's amazing, can't you just chunk those punkin
chunkin you know when they like, Yeah, sling shots, just
do that.
Speaker 2 (08:49):
I know you don't need explosives. You can do any
manner of sling shot or I mean, if you're out
on a farm, have about a shotgun. I don't know.
So many ideas, so many violent ideas to replace them
the other violent idea. All right, this is a Ouiji
board story. Hi, Karen and Georgia. A friend of mine
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in middle school was obsessed with all things scary and
had an October birthday, so naturally, her fourteenth birthday party
was Halloween themed. There were about ten girls in attendance,
and my friend's parents, two of the nicest people I've
ever met, had planned tons of hilarious now but terrifying
at the time activities think haunted hay ride, tarot card readings,
(09:30):
an uncle dresses Michael Myers as fucking uncles.
Speaker 1 (09:33):
Man, love you.
Speaker 4 (09:35):
I'm just kind of standing in the doorway with a
hockey maska and a seance tent that was rigged with
a fake rat on a string to rattle leaves and
scare the shit out of us when we thought we
were summoning dead celebrities.
Speaker 2 (09:46):
While they're doing real work.
Speaker 3 (09:48):
Yeah, I bet she was an only child. To cap
off the night we broke out the Ouiji board, we
played around for a few minutes, then began receiving the
words help, water and res We were freaked out, but
not as freaked out as we were when a woman
was found in her car in a retaining pond reservoir
perhaps two days later. The woman was said to have
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gone missing on Friday and was found on Monday. The
party was Saturday night. I've never believed much in supernatural forces,
and even at fourteen, was the asshole of the group
trying to rationalize away the messages. But I still get
chills thinking about it. We're from a very small town
and rumors about the woman's death ran wild. It doesn't
seem that there was any serious criminal investigation, and sadly,
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no justice was ever served for the woman or her family.
Her mother is adamant that she was murdered, and sixteen
years later she is still trying to solve the case.
Thank you for all you do, researching, writing, and producing
this podcast. It's gotten me through many long drives slash
days at work. You rock Anonymous. Anonymous doesn't want to
wow broad the town's gossip.
Speaker 1 (10:55):
That is, that's spooky.
Speaker 2 (10:57):
That's quite something to carry if you're fourteen year old,
even if it can be written off as coincidence.
Speaker 3 (11:03):
It's not a lot, but it's enough to be fucking
creepy as shit.
Speaker 2 (11:06):
And it hooks you into another person's mortality, which I
think that once that happens to you at a young
enf age, you're just like, well, now I can't stop.
Speaker 1 (11:14):
Thank you totally.
Speaker 2 (11:16):
Wow. Okay, I'm not going to read you this subject
line this email starts. Just travel with me, won't you?
Back to Halloween nineteen eighty where I'm eight years old
and my sister and I are preparing to get ready
to go trick or treating in my grandpa Leo's new neighborhood.
He had recently moved in with his girlfriend, Beverley, who
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had a huge old house on a nice tree lined
street that was bound to have better candy than we
could get where we lived. That's what it was all about,
which was above our dad's store in the main commercial
drag in downtown Albany, New York.
Speaker 3 (11:49):
That's badass to grow up over your dad's store in Albany,
Beautiful Albany.
Speaker 2 (11:55):
Come, it's a I think it is mysterfaite. It's like Upstate.
But I had another reason to be excited this year.
I had dreamed up a creative and terrifying Halloween costume.
I was going to be a ghoul inspired by the
episodes of Scooby Dude, inspired by episodes of Scooby Doo
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and perhaps the movie Young Frankenstein. I had it all
figured out. Hunchback made of bald up socks, check matted
hair courtesy of one of my mom's old hair pieces
from the sixties, Check deep circle drawn around my eyes
with my mom's brownish lipstick. Check. However, the best part
of this costume, the part that would get everyone's attention
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as I lurched terrifyingly from porch to porch, was the
green glow in the dark body paint that I had
persuaded my mom to get us. And then parentheses it
says my sister was going to be a glow in
the dark witch. Not very creative if you ask me.
I was dressed ready to go. Glow paint applied not
just to my face, but to my hands as well,
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so that unsuspecting homeowners would see an eerie green hand
reaching out from the darkness for what would hopefully be
a full sized snicker bar, but it was still frustratingly lightout.
We've got to go at six, We've got to.
Speaker 1 (13:10):
Get you back by y. We put a jacket on
his cold.
Speaker 2 (13:13):
No way I was going to be able to wait
for the sun to set before I could gaze upon
the full effect of my truly terrifying glowing ghoul.
Speaker 1 (13:21):
Get up.
Speaker 2 (13:22):
It's such a kid story. So I asked my grandpa
if there was a quote closet or someplace dark in
this as yet unfamiliar house that I could step into
so that I could see how glowy, in fact, my
glow in the dark skin was. He said there was,
and walked me to a door just off the dining room.
A word about my grandpa, He probably had adhd I know,
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I do, but back in the olden days they just
called him absent minded, an accident prone. He survived getting
hit by a trolley on two separate occasions.
Speaker 1 (13:56):
Oh my god, I feel it.
Speaker 2 (13:58):
Those Albany trolleys are real fast. Y's careful. He also
a few years after this Halloween, cut off a bunch
of his fingers while operating a jigsaw. They were successfully reattached.
Oh my god, accident prone. Oh that's what they called
it back then here just on Halloween, though, So it's
perhaps not the biggest surprise that Grandpa opened this door
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for me, closed it behind me, and then realized that
he should perhaps have told me that this was not
a door to a closet, but the door to the
stairs leading to the basement. I remember a moment of
confusing weightlessness, and then the hard slam of my butt
on the earth packed floor. Oh my god, I remember
seeing the silhouette of my grandpa at the top of
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the stairs, frozen in or convinced that he had killed
his granddaughter. I was fine. I only cried when I
realized how freaked out everybody else was. But the next
year I played it safe and dressed up as Cleopatra.
It's been Sexy Lady costumes every year since. It's safer,
stay sexy, and trust but verify Ava ps A special
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thanks to Karen for her year too High song. Imagine
a middle aged woman me curled in a fetal position,
whisper singing You're gonna be fine after an ill advised
second brownie.
Speaker 3 (15:13):
No, no, a second.
Speaker 2 (15:15):
Brown never a second brownie.
Speaker 1 (15:17):
I'm not that high. I'm gonna have another.
Speaker 2 (15:19):
No one's ever that high.
Speaker 3 (15:21):
Gonna be fine.
Speaker 2 (15:22):
Oh and then it says love you ladies.
Speaker 1 (15:24):
I love trust, but verify. Yeah, that's a good one.
Speaker 2 (15:27):
That's an old saying, is it.
Speaker 1 (15:28):
Let's steal it? Secret holes and walls?
Speaker 3 (15:34):
Yo, yell YEAHI Hi Karen and Georgia. I've always loved
listening to your podcast. My mom and sister first played
it for me when I was fifteen, and I loved it,
but I was too busy being fifteen to listen consistently.
It's only now that I'm going through every episode from
the beginning, and I'm hoping you still want stories of
secret slash spooky holes always every way, never question yourself
(15:56):
because being the big kid that I am now seventeen,
I work at Spirit Halloween. How fucking fun is that?
Oh and this year and this year, we've seen a
lot of weird shit. We're in an old Forever twenty
one this year, because they're always in like abandon they
were like in our abandoned CBS last year. Yes, okay, well,
this year we're in an old Forever twenty one, which
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has both an upstairs and a downstairs. We only use
the upper level. The downstairs has closed off from us
completely and shut off from the rest of the mall
as well. So it's like an old mall. It's upstairs only,
but the whole upstairs and downstairs used to be forever
twenty one.
Speaker 2 (16:32):
Wow, so you enter on it.
Speaker 3 (16:33):
I'm just taking a Bourbank mall, you know how like
they closed the bed bathroom beyond that was two floors.
Oh yeah, and they probably only use the top floor now.
Speaker 1 (16:40):
For whatever it is.
Speaker 2 (16:41):
Got it?
Speaker 3 (16:42):
Hell, let's do something very specific, but only like a
handful of people who listen would understand.
Speaker 2 (16:46):
I can only understand things like this if you explain
them to me in terms of bourbon.
Speaker 1 (16:51):
Yeah, I can tell you all about burban Oh, I
get it.
Speaker 2 (16:53):
I tell you get it.
Speaker 3 (16:54):
The downstairs is closed off and shut off and the
rest of the mall. One day, my coworker nonchalantly mentioned
that during a walk through, they found an old dressing
room downstairs with bed sheets, food, liquor, a fucking gun holster,
and signs that someone had been hanging out in there
for quite some time. Yeah, but no one was actually there.
I was creeped out, but I moved on with my
life seventeen year old, at least for a few weeks.
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Then my manager casually asked me if I had quote
seen the holes we found in the walls yet. Me,
trying to hide the fact that I was low key excited,
asked her where. She led me to them, And let
me tell you, there is a whole fucking shitty, man
made creepy tunnel. One end is hidden behind an old fridge.
Not sure why there's a fridge, it's just sitting there
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in a poorly lit, unused storage room with cords and
random crap everywhere.
Speaker 2 (17:43):
That's the perfect thing to cover a big hole that.
Speaker 1 (17:45):
A person can go.
Speaker 5 (17:46):
Perfect.
Speaker 3 (17:47):
And the other end of the tunnel opens into a
room with all the ventilation and pipes. There's also a
whole secret door in another wall, made with a saw,
hinges and peg board, so someone like was there long
enough to make a door, they can make a house. Yeah,
and this is all upstairs, totally separate from what we
found downstairs. I hate the thought of people secretly inside
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a fucking wall, because, girl, get your peeping tom ass
out of there. I apologize if this is too long,
but I thought maybe you'd give it a chance. I
love you guys, thank you for keeping me company while
I work this scary ass job. Yes, stay sexy heart
emoji love ari Ari.
Speaker 2 (18:25):
I would like for you to check in every once
in a while because the spooky season is upon us.
But also there have been stories over the years people
being able to be squatters in malls is like the
easiest thing. Nobody's there.
Speaker 3 (18:38):
Also, like I bet she hasn't told her parents and
later they're gonna.
Speaker 1 (18:42):
Be like, why the fuck didn't you tell?
Speaker 3 (18:43):
Like that we would have made you stop working there, right,
or we would have you know, had some crid But
it's just like, oh, yeah, you didn't.
Speaker 1 (18:49):
I didn't tell you.
Speaker 2 (18:50):
Just do not close alone, because that's the thing that
those fucking like businesses were. They're just like, oh, this
seventeen year old assistant manager, she can close by herself.
It's like absolute hopefully since everyone knows there's.
Speaker 1 (19:03):
Holes in the walls.
Speaker 3 (19:04):
Yeah, they have like security and someone walking into their cars.
Speaker 2 (19:07):
But I do want to hear like all the things
that happen in Spirit Halloween.
Speaker 4 (19:10):
That's good.
Speaker 2 (19:11):
I bet it's fun times, okay, but you have to
listen to that, Like the one weird witch at the front,
like make noise and all day ye reach out? Do
you work at Spirit Halloween? What store did your job replace?
A store of Okay? The subject line of this is
uh no, I'm not going to read it okay, so
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it says, hello, murder besties. I have a zillion things
to thank you for, but I'll save them for the
end and try to truncate this email so it isn't
horrifyingly long. I'm catching up on episodes and heard something
about prankster teachers and I had to talk about mister Bream.
Do you remember prankster teachers? But we're bringing it all
back with mister brain.
Speaker 1 (19:50):
Let's do it.
Speaker 2 (19:51):
He was the legendary seventh grade history teacher at my
combined middle high school, and he always made his classes fun, interactive,
and truly a joy. I have no idea how this
man tolerated seventh graders all day, but he was clearly
a Saint Halloween hit, and I had history for third period.
A bunch of kids from the earlier classes said that
mister Breen was going to give a pop quiz that day,
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which felt unusual for such a fun loving teacher. On
the auspicious candy based holiday that was October thirty first,
but oh well, my anxious ass was already for that quiz.
When we walked in. He looked distracted and weird, and
he said that he had something he needed to get
off his chest before we started the quiz, and that
he'd called down some of his older former students there
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because he wanted them to know too. He then proceeded
to tell us a story about his three best friends
and him going on a backpacking trip in Germany decades earlier,
and that they had come across an injured mountain climber
as a snowstorm hit. They weren't able to rescue him
and they had to leave him behind. It had been
forty years since then, and he'd always regretted it. But
in the past three months, those three friends have died
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mysteriously on the last day of each month. Oh good.
The last had been stabbed with a pietah, a metal
spike used for mountain climbing, and mister Bream was terrified
he was going to be next. He knew that the
climber had come back for revenge for being left for dead.
At the end of the story, the lights suddenly went
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off and mister Bream screamed, Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (21:19):
How do you keep us right fast?
Speaker 2 (21:20):
To mister Bream, I mean, you've got to have the
passion of a prankster in you, where you're like, this
is going to scare the fuck out of them. I
just can't give it away.
Speaker 3 (21:28):
I was supposed to be an actor, not a teacher.
But let's make the best of it.
Speaker 2 (21:31):
You have to it. Maybe he's deep down supposed to
be an actor because he's tapping into something real. So
he screams, Oh my god, all the seventh graders screamed
before realizing that he's been fucking with us. Everyone laughed,
and he checked in to see how we were all
feeling after the story, making sure no one was too scared.
While in retrospect, this story was far fetched enough that
we should have all known it was a prank. I
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was and am very gullible and believed every word right
till the end. He then told us to make sure
to tell kids and later classes that we had a
pop quiz so as not to spoil the joke.
Speaker 3 (22:02):
Love it.
Speaker 2 (22:03):
This teacher was also beloved enough that no one spoiled
the Pee taw Man story for the other classes. For years.
Speaker 1 (22:10):
Oh shit.
Speaker 2 (22:11):
I went back and listened to him tell that story
as one of the former students until I graduated high school.
I even got to be the one to turn off
the lights a few times. My gosh, older kids didn't
spoil it for their younger siblings, and mister Bream told
that story every year until he retired.
Speaker 3 (22:27):
Oh my god, I'm gonna cry.
Speaker 1 (22:29):
I know, it's really good.
Speaker 2 (22:31):
That's like true unity of like we're going to keep
your innocence and fuck with you a little bit, and like.
Speaker 3 (22:36):
Yeah, but also like here's the reach that a really
good teacher who cares can have. It's like, yes, amazing.
Speaker 2 (22:41):
Yes, it's fun to be in it. Clearly, it's not upsetting.
Everybody loves a good story. Yeah, And the rest of
the year was always fun and involved zero traumatizing. I'll
always be thankful that I had a teacher who was
so invested in his students having special and memorable experiences
and the hellscape that was middle.
Speaker 1 (23:01):
School of God, I remember, true, they were amazing.
Speaker 2 (23:04):
I mean, thank you for all you do in creating
a space to talk about mental health and your experiences
with therapy. Your podcast was no small part of the
reason I left the entertainment industry.
Speaker 1 (23:15):
Me too, Wow, seriously.
Speaker 2 (23:18):
And I went back to grad school to become a
therapist myself.
Speaker 1 (23:20):
Wow, amazing.
Speaker 2 (23:21):
I've never been happier. Stay sexy, and be awesome enough
that your students will forgive you for scaring the shit
out of them. Shawna, Shawna, Shawna, what a beautiful story.
So good.
Speaker 3 (23:33):
Tell us about your memorable teachers. We want to hear
all about them and like legendary teacher teachers. Yeah, for sure,
because that's amazing. That's beautiful. That's a great Halloween app
it heard one.
Speaker 2 (23:46):
Also, we started posting some teacher wish lists. I'm sure
those teacher wish lists are there's still plenty. Yeah, so
if you there's probably some on our social media, but
take a look around and see if you can't donate
some here or there, because that's like, those are the
people it's.
Speaker 3 (24:02):
Going to totally totally amazing. Well, thanks for listening to you, guys.
Spooky Halloween.
Speaker 1 (24:07):
We do it.
Speaker 2 (24:08):
Oh yeah, spooky Halloween.
Speaker 3 (24:10):
Thank you.
Speaker 2 (24:10):
We've been waiting all my life. Yeah, and stay sexy
and don't get murdered.
Speaker 5 (24:17):
Goodbye, Elvis, Do you want a cookie?
Speaker 2 (24:30):
This has been an Exactly Right Production.
Speaker 3 (24:32):
Our senior producers are Alle Hundra Keck and Molly Smith.
Speaker 2 (24:34):
Our editor is Aristotle las Veda.
Speaker 1 (24:36):
This episode was mixed by Leonispolacci.
Speaker 2 (24:38):
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Speaker 3 (24:42):
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Speaker 2 (24:44):
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Speaker 3 (24:49):
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Speaker 1 (24:54):
Good Bye bye,
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