November 10, 2025 • 23 mins
This week’s hometowns include a Hocus Pocus connection and a drunk storm off.
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Speaker 1 (00:16):
Hello and welcome. It's my favorite murder the minuisode. Yeah,
do you know what we do here? Well, we're about
to show you.
Speaker 2 (00:25):
We're going to show you and tell you.
Speaker 3 (00:26):
We're going to tell you, but first show you, yues
those things. I'm first, right, you're first. I'm not reading
you this, dae. This email has been sitting in.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
My drafts folder for forever.
Speaker 3 (00:39):
But you guys just asked for fucked up bone stories
basically calling me out. This sounds fake. I promise it isn't.
Let's get into it, shall we. I grew up in
South San Jose Hey, Norca, in a suburban neighborhood of
tract homes that were built in the early seventies. I
was in second grade at the time of this incident,
making it about nineteen ninety one. On Tewish nineteen ninety
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one or two. It was a Sunday and my dad
was setting about to transplant a bush from the front
yard to the backyard. I scampered off down the street
to play with friends before I could be roped into
any sort of forced labor. Apparently, the proper procedure for
transplanting a bush involves digging around the roots and attempting
to leave the plant with enough root material that it's
able to survive in its new home.
Speaker 2 (01:22):
Got it.
Speaker 3 (01:23):
The first shovelful or two passed uneventfully, but something small
and white came.
Speaker 2 (01:28):
Up with the third.
Speaker 3 (01:29):
My dad picked up the object to examine it more
closely and found himself holding a bone. Maybe a previous
owner of our home had buried a beloved family pet
in the front yard. In true Dad fashion, he set
the bone aside and went back to the task at hand.
The next shovelful of dirt, however, cleared up any pet
cemetery questions. There peeking out from under the damn bush
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was a human skull. There was a whole dead person
in our front yard.
Speaker 2 (01:55):
It's worse. I looked up from playing down the street
to find.
Speaker 3 (01:58):
A cop card my drive way. Lots of police came,
A coroner came. They dug up the rest of the skeleton,
which was about a foot and a half below the
surface and curled in a feel position around the roots
of the bush. The first bone that had been set
aside was a fingerbone. After much examination, it was determined
that this was no recently buried body. In fact, it
had been there for a very very long time. Unbeknownst
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to us or anyone else in our neighborhood, our unassuming
tract homes had been built unceremoniously upon a traditional native
burial ground.
Speaker 2 (02:28):
No, this is the plot of Poulter.
Speaker 1 (02:30):
Guys, Yes it is.
Speaker 2 (02:31):
Is this person lying?
Speaker 1 (02:32):
They just moved a headstone. Yeah, that's why they said
it sounds like a live right, it's not.
Speaker 2 (02:38):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (02:38):
The skeleton that had been unearthed in our yard was
that of a mewekma Aloney man in his thirties who
had passed hundreds of years before.
Speaker 1 (02:46):
Wow.
Speaker 3 (02:46):
As a second grader, I was thrilled that ours was
the most interesting house on the street for a while.
We even made it into the newspaper. A group of
archaeology students from San Jose State spent the summer combing
through the rest of our yard looking for other artifacts.
I'm not sure if they ever found anything. We were
informed that it was very probable that there were other
bodies buried within our property lines and advised not to
dig too deep. Oh, once it had been thoroughly examined,
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the fate of the skeleton had to be determined. His descendants'
current tribal members informed my parents that the remains could
be moved to the graveyard at Mission San Jose or
be reburied in our front yard since it was his
place before it was ours. The remains were returned to
where they had been found. He remains there to this day.
Nice stay sex again, Maybe you don't build houses on
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someone else's sacred ground.
Speaker 2 (03:31):
Marissa, she her, that's wild, I know.
Speaker 1 (03:35):
And then what a beautiful thing.
Speaker 2 (03:37):
That they did.
Speaker 1 (03:38):
Yes, that's where that person belongs. Like, oh my god, yeah,
so wild. Okay, I won't read you the subject line,
but it does say Bay Area hometown. Okay, this is
the effects of we were just in Oakland, right. It
just says what's up? MFM fam. I grew up in
a small suburb of the Bay Area named Melbray. I
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tried to think of something cool to rap about our town,
but sadly nothing comes to mind. Anyways, onto the story. Well,
let me just stop you there, because here's what reps Milbray.
Almost all of my cousins grew up in Milbury. Oh.
Milbray was where like three or four of my uncles
and aunts settled out after they moved out of San Francisco.
(04:19):
We spent lots of time in Milbray growing up, so
I think your town is cool. Okay, so at some
point you've asked for stories about people hiding in houses
slash ceilings, and boy, do I have one for you.
At my high school, once you hit your senior year,
you get to elect for all the cool classes like cooking,
leadership yearbook, you know, the classes with no homework. The
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leadership class was the coveted class to get into and
was taught by mister L, who was always full of
energy and fun. Everybody wanted to be in his class
because he was always thinking insane things to create for
rallies or murals to paint around the school. You had
to apply and get accepted into the class. That's how
many seniors wanted to be there. The school year came
to its halfway point, we noticed mister L disappearing a
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lot from class at random times, until that fateful week
that we all became aware of what he was doing
when we couldn't find him. Turns out he was crawling
around in the ceilings of the school, installing cameras above
the stalls and the girls' bathrooms.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Eh, what a creep.
Speaker 1 (05:23):
He first convinced the yearbook teacher to switch storage closets
with him, which was conveniently located next to the bathrooms,
cut an entry point into the ceiling and would crawl
in there during class, passing periods and at lunch. He
also installed a camera on the underside of his desk
to film girls unknowingly in class. I remember all week
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girls getting pulled into the principal's office to be made
aware that they were on the table. Oh Jesus, you
could see the small holes above the stalls for months after.
That's so fucking they didn't kill them in They didn't
because don't you just have to replace that one tile?
Just leave the fuck And we even saw the entry
into the ceiling in the storage closet.
Speaker 2 (06:07):
Whoa.
Speaker 1 (06:08):
It turns out mister L wasn't the energetic, cool teacher.
He was a child predator whose energy was in fact
fueled by meth. Fuck wow, second shoe drop. After he
was arrested, his YouTube account got leaked.
Speaker 3 (06:22):
Oh this is recent then I was picturing like the seventies,
So he was posting this shit.
Speaker 1 (06:26):
No, he wasn't posting that. It doesn't look like. After
he was arrested, his YouTube account got leaked to which
we found videos of meth fueled ramblings.
Speaker 2 (06:35):
Oh dear, those are the worst kind of ramblings.
Speaker 1 (06:38):
I thought our content was cringe, so we should definitely
do some meth field ramblings.
Speaker 3 (06:44):
Absolutely, fan call, hey, fan call, This one's just for you.
Speaker 1 (06:48):
It's us in the nineties, fan called exclusive field. I
have some more insane stories from my wife who grew
up in a religious cult that tried to resurrect a
teenage girl for three days after she had passed, but
I'll save that for another time. Stay sexy and hug
the nurses in your life, because they probably need it
these days. Sarah, Wow, that's just so fucked up.
Speaker 3 (07:12):
I was like, that's from the seventies or eighties, like
that shit doesn't happen anymore, And it's like, Nope, that's
from recently.
Speaker 1 (07:17):
That's a recent one and it's a real problem. And
now that they have those weird Google glasses that can
record you and they just look like glasses, but they
they're video recorders.
Speaker 2 (07:26):
Have you heard of those? Yeah, but I don't want
to know too much about them.
Speaker 1 (07:28):
Okay, Well, just know that if somebody's like, what did
you just say with glasses.
Speaker 2 (07:32):
On, don't say anything stupid.
Speaker 1 (07:34):
Then you just start singing any Disney song.
Speaker 3 (07:36):
Right because you can't it's so smart. Okay, here's my
next one. I'm not going to read you the title. Hey, besties,
I'm here today to tell you a story from my
family history.
Speaker 2 (07:49):
This is all about fucking the witch trials.
Speaker 3 (07:53):
In the year of our Lord, sixteen ninety two in Salem, Massachusetts.
My great great great grade and then it says that's
eleven grades. I'm not gonna read them all. Grandmother Mary
town Esti was accused by a neighbor girl of witchcraft.
She was likely accused in the first place, of course,
actually by this poor little girl's father or uncle, who
had a real problem with ladies owning land due to
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how hard she was fighting back against the witch trials
happening around her. Yeah, she actually wrote an incredible petition
directly to the Governor of Massachusetts begging him to come
and end the persecution. She was unfortunately hanged on September
twenty second, sixteen ninety two after being convicted of witchcraft,
and the governor returned to Salem only weeks after to
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put a stop to all this madness. Crazy that there
were people in the state who.
Speaker 2 (08:38):
Could have done something. Believe in what was happening. Yeah right.
Speaker 1 (08:41):
Also, just it's so sad that he didn't come in time.
But then what she did actually saved a bunch of
other women.
Speaker 2 (08:48):
Well here you go. Oh.
Speaker 3 (08:49):
I have known about Mary and my connection to her
for several years, but what I recently learned on a
trip to Salem is that she had two sisters also
accused of witchcraft. Rebecca Nurse, the oldest sister, was the
same day as Mary, and the younger sister, Sarah Kloise,
was saved from execution, likely partly in thanks to Mary's petition.
(09:09):
Several years after the Salem trials, Sarah Klois was given
three sovereign coins in reparations, which would be about four
US dollars then in seventeen hundreds money, So today.
Speaker 1 (09:21):
Four dollars in the seventeen yards would be around eighty
thousand dollars.
Speaker 2 (09:28):
Three thousand dollars.
Speaker 3 (09:29):
Oh so yes, sorry, the state murdered your sisters. But
here's three k about it.
Speaker 2 (09:37):
I love it.
Speaker 3 (09:37):
Anywo three sisters, which is in Salem? Sound familiar?
Speaker 2 (09:41):
That's right.
Speaker 3 (09:42):
My ancestors served as the real live inspiration for the
Sanderson Sisters from the legendary Hocus Pocus.
Speaker 2 (09:49):
Holy shit out girl. Alright, know, it says, fuck patriarch,
you for real.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
I love you, ladies and all you stand for, and
I'm happy to continue my family legacy of being a
out mouth bitch who has to be hung to shut
up and submit.
Speaker 1 (10:04):
Yes, Allie, she her, that's right, Allie Yah, Yeah, that's right.
What a Oh my god, what a legacy. Yeah, I mean,
dang Alli got a great one.
Speaker 2 (10:17):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (10:18):
The subject line of this email stop storming off when
you're drunk.
Speaker 2 (10:22):
I've done that.
Speaker 3 (10:24):
We just brought some bad fucking memories up real quick.
I mean you brought some bad like I'm so lucky
I'm not dead.
Speaker 2 (10:31):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (10:32):
Well, well here we got it because God, and away
we go. This says ladies and Stephen in parentheses.
Speaker 2 (10:40):
Stephen.
Speaker 1 (10:41):
Look, listen, I was not a well behaved teen, you
know how it is. My sister and I are less
than two years apart, very close, and got up to
all kinds of trouble in our youth. More on that.
Another time, when I was sixteen, my sister, a few friends,
and myself decided we should go to San Francisco for
my birthday and get into trouble, and then it pad
that says, why were we so dumb? It's like, I'll
(11:02):
tell you, because wherever you lived around San Francisco had
nothing going on. The only place to go San Francisco
was about a three hour drive. Oh no, where did
she live? Monterey or some shit?
Speaker 2 (11:14):
That's like Sacramento too, isn't it.
Speaker 1 (11:16):
Sacramento would be like two. Maybe they lived in like
Yucai or something. San Francisco was about a three hour
drive from where we lived, and it was doable. So
we did it. Wanting to go out and drink, but
only being sixteen years old, we came up with a plan.
We hypothesized that if we were to stroll into a
busy bar, all dressed up and cute and just take
a seat, eventually some drinking age type gentlemen would buy
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us ladies a drink. I'd love to tell you we
were wrong. Unfortunately, we were all caps exactly right. I
don't remember a lot of what happened that night, but
I do remember my sister throwing up in the bathroom.
I also remember getting into an argument with one of
my girlfriends and storming off down the street by myself parentheses.
I know, I know, but live and learn right. I
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didn't even make it to the next street light when
I was approached by a man. He asked me if
I wanted a ride or something to that effect. I declined,
but he didn't like that. He swiftly swooped me up,
threw me over his shoulder, and hastily began to walk
towards a nearby parking garage. She's a drunk teenager, oh alone,
got a drunk teenager alone.
Speaker 2 (12:19):
In a big city.
Speaker 1 (12:21):
Luckily, I had enough sense to begin kicking and screaming.
Even luckier, though, my friends were not that far and
heard the commotion. They ran up to the man and
screamed at him to put me down, with so much
force and veracity that they drew the attention of other
people nearby. Then he set me down and ran to
the parking garage. Broke, scared and completely wasted, we flagged
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down a taxi that was passing by and explained the
situation to the driver. This kind man picked up four
drunk as fuck teenage girls and dropped us back off
at our hotel and didn't charge us for the ride.
Speaker 2 (12:54):
Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (12:56):
I was lucky all caps, lucky that my friends were nearby,
and lucky they had the courage to verbally assault my
would be kidnapper, forcing him to flee. I'm a grown
up now with an adult nursing job and adult bills,
as well as two children of my own at home.
I'm also a helicopter parent because I know the kind
of Shenanigan's kids get up to when they leave the
house without supervision, and I also know what kind of
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predators lie and wait. Thank you both so much for
what you do. Listening to your dynamic makes me feel
like I'm talking to my little sister. She is still
my best friend to this day. Recently I convinced her
to listen to the pod as we are both enamored
with true crime, and then Prentes says she loves of course.
I love you both dearly and listen to the podcast
while my twelve hour night shifts drag on and on
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at the hospital.
Speaker 2 (13:40):
Oh my shit.
Speaker 1 (13:41):
Hope to meet you both someday. Stay sexy and don't
all caps walk off by yourself like ever, Love always, Jess.
Speaker 3 (13:50):
I can't even blame my mom. Being a teen I
was in my twenties and guess where I walked off
alone at night drunk, New Orleans.
Speaker 2 (13:57):
Oh and lucky.
Speaker 3 (14:00):
The person who came after me was a friend, this
dude who saw me leave, and he was like, oh
no and locked me back to my hotel room.
Speaker 2 (14:05):
Now, like fucking thanks, dude.
Speaker 1 (14:07):
I mean also in towns like that where the tourism
is based on tourists getting drunk, there is a whole
sub business of like picking off drunk tours totally in
all different kinds of way, totally.
Speaker 2 (14:19):
Oh yeah, oh my god. Fuck that tell us your stories,
so we I feel so bad.
Speaker 1 (14:23):
I know, yes, exactly. We can all collectively shudder about
the stupid things we did when we're drunk in sixteen.
Speaker 2 (14:30):
And then twenty nine.
Speaker 1 (14:32):
Really oh and twenty nine, well, we're always always sixteen.
Speaker 2 (14:36):
Yeah, in our hearts for sixteen, that's right. Okay.
Speaker 3 (14:42):
This is called my toddler Sees Dead people, Greetings, accolades
and whatnot. This is the story about the time my
son outed Grandma's secret lover. And then it says or
so I thought, and then Molly reminded us that we
asked for or so we thought themed story. Yes, that's
still on him. Yes, or so we thought, my Grandma's
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secret lover, or so I thought. In twenty eighteen, my
husband tragically lost his mother to cancer. Even though she
passed before our son was born, we always talk fondly
about Grandma Sheila to our now three year old, to
keep her memory alive. Our son adoors looking at pictures
of his grandma and hearing stories about her life. One day,
while digging in his sandbox, my toddler, unprompted, announced Grandma's
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with Kevin Kevin. I asked, yeah, he replied, who is Kevin?
Speaker 2 (15:29):
You ask? We have no idea?
Speaker 3 (15:32):
I asked my husband if you knew who our son
could be talking about? But nothing rang about. He has
never met anyone named Kevin in his short life son,
not the husband, and is only familiar with Kevin McAllister
from home alone.
Speaker 2 (15:45):
Is this who he meant?
Speaker 3 (15:46):
Or? Did Grandma have a secret companion she was reunited
with in the afterlife? I tried to think back to
her funeral. Were there any mysterious figure standing inconspicuously in
the back of the cemetery secretly mourning her death?
Speaker 2 (15:58):
I don't think so. Can I just make no? No,
you can't, Okay? So our son continued to.
Speaker 3 (16:04):
Bring Grandma and Kevin every so often, but the mystery
of Kevin endured.
Speaker 2 (16:09):
Don't say anything.
Speaker 3 (16:10):
Well, fast forward a few months when we lost my
beloved grandpa, who we affectionately called Bubba. We explained to
our son that Bubba had passed away and was now
at Jesus. Shortly after this, while driving to daycare, and
my son announced from his car seat that Grandma and
Baba are Kevin's Again, I thought, who the heck is Kevin?
And then it hit me, Buddy, I asked, you mean
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Grandma and Baba are in heaven, to which he raised
both his hands into the air and flied.
Speaker 2 (16:36):
Yeah, up in the sky. We thought it was Kevin.
Speaker 3 (16:41):
I have never felt more dumb. Of course, we said,
was not channeling Grandma's secret lover or referencing Macaulay Culkin's
iconic character. He was just a little off with his
pronunciation love the pod and all you Do is Stay
sexy and duke Kevin's mission ha Corene rhymes with chlorine.
Speaker 1 (17:03):
I want. My guess was that did he mean Jesus?
But that's kind of crazy because it doesn't sound.
Speaker 2 (17:09):
Like Kevin, And no you could Yeah, I see it.
Speaker 1 (17:12):
I mean, I don't know.
Speaker 2 (17:13):
That's so good.
Speaker 1 (17:14):
He's with Kevin, he's with kath. I told you that
when Nora was really little, and for some reason this
memory really embarrasses her. But now that she's an adult,
I can embarrass her. One time, they were driving down
this little street and Pedaloma, like where Copperfield's Books is Kentucky.
It's just like a little main drag with all the
businesses on it, and there was a couple walking, an
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old couple, like walking hand in hand. And Norah looked
at them and goes, oh, they're walking in Jesus's love.
And my sister's like, what the fuck?
Speaker 2 (17:44):
Wow? Where did she get that from?
Speaker 1 (17:46):
From her Catholic grammar school that she went to. Uh huh,
they're walking in Jesus. And every time I say it,
I think she's gonna laugh with me, and she's like.
Speaker 2 (17:54):
Yeah, that's embarrassing.
Speaker 1 (17:56):
You're super Christian when you were four. Okay, I'm not
going to read you the subject line. It just starts.
My parents were high school sweethearts and married young after
my dad joined the military, moving agast to Florida thirteen
years later. The marriage ended bitterly when I was nine,
and a few years later they married other people. Fast
forward to my senior year of college. My dad, now
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living in Corpus Christy, got the much needed therapy he
needed to begin the journey of overcoming his PTSD from
serving in the military and began to address his demons.
One day in September, he had a panic attack at
work so bad he thought he had a heart attack,
and I rushed a Corpus from San Antonio in record time.
He was fine, but shaken up. The next morning, my
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mom texted me and asked how he was doing. I
texted back, he's great. Take a look and send her
a photo. She replied, Wow, he looks really good. I
told my dad about this exchange and her comment. He
grabbed my phone and, looking at the text, looked like
a teenager who was just told his crush liked him back.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
Shut the fuck up.
Speaker 1 (18:55):
They began texting and a few months later, in December,
reunited to watch me walk the stage with my bachelor's degree.
Turns out they had been reconnecting via text for months
and went out on their first date just dinner the
weekend I graduated. Oh my god, the end of story
right wrong? My dad had divorced his second wife, but
my mom was still married. Two months later, my stepdad's cancer,
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with which we thought had gone into remission four years earlier,
had come back with a vengeance. I was on the
first flight back to Florida and was able to have
one conversation with him before he passed a week later.
Oh my god, my mom was racked with guilt because
she had intended to leave my stepdad to go back
to my dad.
Speaker 2 (19:40):
A few messy, mess so messy.
Speaker 1 (19:43):
A few months later, my dad flew to Florida and
helped her pack up and moved to Texas. A year later,
they had a small apartment together, and less than a
year after that, they were remarried in a small courthouse
ceremony a few miles from where they met. Oh my god,
and just you know, the subject line up of this
email is I parent trapped my parents. I found your
(20:04):
podcast in twenty twenty two, shortly after I gave birth
to my daughter and postpartum depression and anxiety had me
in a choke hold. I went all the way back
to the first episode, and your voices got me through
one of the worst periods of my life. As I
cared for my newborn. It took me two years to
catch up, and I now listen religiously. My husband and
(20:25):
I just went to see your live show in Austin
a few weeks ago. Like many others have said, thank
you so much for speaking so vehemently about mental health.
Speaker 3 (20:33):
Ay, what I've always had that such a trip, Like
as someone whose parents divorce when I was five, There's
one they didn't like each other, they never talked. There's
one moment in time in high school where they suddenly
got along and I'd see them together and it.
Speaker 2 (20:48):
Was just so fucking weird, Like, yeah, to see.
Speaker 3 (20:50):
Your parents together and that'd be weird, is a weird feeling,
you know what.
Speaker 1 (20:54):
I mean, right, because it just wasn't the norm for you.
Speaker 2 (20:56):
No, yeah, yeah, Oh that's a trip.
Speaker 1 (20:58):
Oh.
Speaker 3 (20:58):
I love for you and Irene stories, but I don't
like that this poor stuff dad.
Speaker 1 (21:03):
I mean, it's the kind of thing where like that
mother must have it's not just guilt. I bet she
was overwhelmed with the synchronicity where it's like it's just
the thing that's happening, and it's almost like you didn't
want that to happen. No, you just oh, yeah, God, messy,
so messy.
Speaker 3 (21:20):
Send us your messy family stories at my favorite murder
at Gmail. The messier the better.
Speaker 1 (21:24):
The messier the better. I remember seeing a woman who
was there's a boy in my class who I liked,
and so I paid way too much attention to what
he was doing. And his parents got divorced, and then
his dad started dating a woman who looked literally exactly
like the mother. And that woman was the worker in
the place where me and my dad just were. So
when we got into the car, I go, that's so
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and so's dad's new girlfriend. And the girlfriend looks exactly
like the ex wife, And I was like, isn't that weird?
Mario goes Karen, you never know what people are gonna do,
Like he gave this thing as if he had been
waiting to talk about it forever. But it was just
this super general thing, like people are nuts or everybody has.
Speaker 2 (22:03):
A type and they stick even adults.
Speaker 1 (22:07):
You never know what people are gonna do. I was like, Oh,
that's very true.
Speaker 2 (22:11):
Well, we know what you're gonna do, and that's having
listened to this. We appreciate having listen. Thank you so.
Speaker 1 (22:19):
Much, and send us your stories if you have anything
related to anything you just heard and you would like
to add to the conversation, anything at all. My Favorite
Murder Gmail dot com. Stay sexy and.
Speaker 2 (22:29):
Don't get murdered. Elvis, do you want a cookie?
Speaker 1 (22:41):
This has been an exactly Right production.
Speaker 2 (22:43):
Our senior producers are Alle Hunter Keck and Molly Smith.
Speaker 1 (22:46):
Our editor is Aristotle las Veda.
Speaker 2 (22:48):
This episode was mixed by Leona Scolacci.
Speaker 1 (22:50):
Email your hometowns to My Favorite Murder at gmail dot com.
Speaker 2 (22:53):
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Ye bye bye
Hello and welcome. It's my favorite murder the minuisode. Yeah,
do you know what we do here? Well, we're about
to show you.
Speaker 2 (00:25):
We're going to show you and tell you.
Speaker 3 (00:26):
We're going to tell you, but first show you, yues
those things. I'm first, right, you're first. I'm not reading
you this, dae. This email has been sitting in.
Speaker 2 (00:37):
My drafts folder for forever.
Speaker 3 (00:39):
But you guys just asked for fucked up bone stories
basically calling me out. This sounds fake. I promise it isn't.
Let's get into it, shall we. I grew up in
South San Jose Hey, Norca, in a suburban neighborhood of
tract homes that were built in the early seventies. I
was in second grade at the time of this incident,
making it about nineteen ninety one. On Tewish nineteen ninety
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one or two. It was a Sunday and my dad
was setting about to transplant a bush from the front
yard to the backyard. I scampered off down the street
to play with friends before I could be roped into
any sort of forced labor. Apparently, the proper procedure for
transplanting a bush involves digging around the roots and attempting
to leave the plant with enough root material that it's
able to survive in its new home.
Speaker 2 (01:22):
Got it.
Speaker 3 (01:23):
The first shovelful or two passed uneventfully, but something small
and white came.
Speaker 2 (01:28):
Up with the third.
Speaker 3 (01:29):
My dad picked up the object to examine it more
closely and found himself holding a bone. Maybe a previous
owner of our home had buried a beloved family pet
in the front yard. In true Dad fashion, he set
the bone aside and went back to the task at hand.
The next shovelful of dirt, however, cleared up any pet
cemetery questions. There peeking out from under the damn bush
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was a human skull. There was a whole dead person
in our front yard.
Speaker 2 (01:55):
It's worse. I looked up from playing down the street
to find.
Speaker 3 (01:58):
A cop card my drive way. Lots of police came,
A coroner came. They dug up the rest of the skeleton,
which was about a foot and a half below the
surface and curled in a feel position around the roots
of the bush. The first bone that had been set
aside was a fingerbone. After much examination, it was determined
that this was no recently buried body. In fact, it
had been there for a very very long time. Unbeknownst
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to us or anyone else in our neighborhood, our unassuming
tract homes had been built unceremoniously upon a traditional native
burial ground.
Speaker 2 (02:28):
No, this is the plot of Poulter.
Speaker 1 (02:30):
Guys, Yes it is.
Speaker 2 (02:31):
Is this person lying?
Speaker 1 (02:32):
They just moved a headstone. Yeah, that's why they said
it sounds like a live right, it's not.
Speaker 2 (02:38):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (02:38):
The skeleton that had been unearthed in our yard was
that of a mewekma Aloney man in his thirties who
had passed hundreds of years before.
Speaker 1 (02:46):
Wow.
Speaker 3 (02:46):
As a second grader, I was thrilled that ours was
the most interesting house on the street for a while.
We even made it into the newspaper. A group of
archaeology students from San Jose State spent the summer combing
through the rest of our yard looking for other artifacts.
I'm not sure if they ever found anything. We were
informed that it was very probable that there were other
bodies buried within our property lines and advised not to
dig too deep. Oh, once it had been thoroughly examined,
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the fate of the skeleton had to be determined. His descendants'
current tribal members informed my parents that the remains could
be moved to the graveyard at Mission San Jose or
be reburied in our front yard since it was his
place before it was ours. The remains were returned to
where they had been found. He remains there to this day.
Nice stay sex again, Maybe you don't build houses on
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someone else's sacred ground.
Speaker 2 (03:31):
Marissa, she her, that's wild, I know.
Speaker 1 (03:35):
And then what a beautiful thing.
Speaker 2 (03:37):
That they did.
Speaker 1 (03:38):
Yes, that's where that person belongs. Like, oh my god, yeah,
so wild. Okay, I won't read you the subject line,
but it does say Bay Area hometown. Okay, this is
the effects of we were just in Oakland, right. It
just says what's up? MFM fam. I grew up in
a small suburb of the Bay Area named Melbray. I
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tried to think of something cool to rap about our town,
but sadly nothing comes to mind. Anyways, onto the story. Well,
let me just stop you there, because here's what reps Milbray.
Almost all of my cousins grew up in Milbury. Oh.
Milbray was where like three or four of my uncles
and aunts settled out after they moved out of San Francisco.
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We spent lots of time in Milbray growing up, so
I think your town is cool. Okay, so at some
point you've asked for stories about people hiding in houses
slash ceilings, and boy, do I have one for you.
At my high school, once you hit your senior year,
you get to elect for all the cool classes like cooking,
leadership yearbook, you know, the classes with no homework. The
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leadership class was the coveted class to get into and
was taught by mister L, who was always full of
energy and fun. Everybody wanted to be in his class
because he was always thinking insane things to create for
rallies or murals to paint around the school. You had
to apply and get accepted into the class. That's how
many seniors wanted to be there. The school year came
to its halfway point, we noticed mister L disappearing a
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lot from class at random times, until that fateful week
that we all became aware of what he was doing
when we couldn't find him. Turns out he was crawling
around in the ceilings of the school, installing cameras above
the stalls and the girls' bathrooms.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Eh, what a creep.
Speaker 1 (05:23):
He first convinced the yearbook teacher to switch storage closets
with him, which was conveniently located next to the bathrooms,
cut an entry point into the ceiling and would crawl
in there during class, passing periods and at lunch. He
also installed a camera on the underside of his desk
to film girls unknowingly in class. I remember all week
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girls getting pulled into the principal's office to be made
aware that they were on the table. Oh Jesus, you
could see the small holes above the stalls for months after.
That's so fucking they didn't kill them in They didn't
because don't you just have to replace that one tile?
Just leave the fuck And we even saw the entry
into the ceiling in the storage closet.
Speaker 2 (06:07):
Whoa.
Speaker 1 (06:08):
It turns out mister L wasn't the energetic, cool teacher.
He was a child predator whose energy was in fact
fueled by meth. Fuck wow, second shoe drop. After he
was arrested, his YouTube account got leaked.
Speaker 3 (06:22):
Oh this is recent then I was picturing like the seventies,
So he was posting this shit.
Speaker 1 (06:26):
No, he wasn't posting that. It doesn't look like. After
he was arrested, his YouTube account got leaked to which
we found videos of meth fueled ramblings.
Speaker 2 (06:35):
Oh dear, those are the worst kind of ramblings.
Speaker 1 (06:38):
I thought our content was cringe, so we should definitely
do some meth field ramblings.
Speaker 3 (06:44):
Absolutely, fan call, hey, fan call, This one's just for you.
Speaker 1 (06:48):
It's us in the nineties, fan called exclusive field. I
have some more insane stories from my wife who grew
up in a religious cult that tried to resurrect a
teenage girl for three days after she had passed, but
I'll save that for another time. Stay sexy and hug
the nurses in your life, because they probably need it
these days. Sarah, Wow, that's just so fucked up.
Speaker 3 (07:12):
I was like, that's from the seventies or eighties, like
that shit doesn't happen anymore, And it's like, Nope, that's
from recently.
Speaker 1 (07:17):
That's a recent one and it's a real problem. And
now that they have those weird Google glasses that can
record you and they just look like glasses, but they
they're video recorders.
Speaker 2 (07:26):
Have you heard of those? Yeah, but I don't want
to know too much about them.
Speaker 1 (07:28):
Okay, Well, just know that if somebody's like, what did
you just say with glasses.
Speaker 2 (07:32):
On, don't say anything stupid.
Speaker 1 (07:34):
Then you just start singing any Disney song.
Speaker 3 (07:36):
Right because you can't it's so smart. Okay, here's my
next one. I'm not going to read you the title. Hey, besties,
I'm here today to tell you a story from my
family history.
Speaker 2 (07:49):
This is all about fucking the witch trials.
Speaker 3 (07:53):
In the year of our Lord, sixteen ninety two in Salem, Massachusetts.
My great great great grade and then it says that's
eleven grades. I'm not gonna read them all. Grandmother Mary
town Esti was accused by a neighbor girl of witchcraft.
She was likely accused in the first place, of course,
actually by this poor little girl's father or uncle, who
had a real problem with ladies owning land due to
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how hard she was fighting back against the witch trials
happening around her. Yeah, she actually wrote an incredible petition
directly to the Governor of Massachusetts begging him to come
and end the persecution. She was unfortunately hanged on September
twenty second, sixteen ninety two after being convicted of witchcraft,
and the governor returned to Salem only weeks after to
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put a stop to all this madness. Crazy that there
were people in the state who.
Speaker 2 (08:38):
Could have done something. Believe in what was happening. Yeah right.
Speaker 1 (08:41):
Also, just it's so sad that he didn't come in time.
But then what she did actually saved a bunch of
other women.
Speaker 2 (08:48):
Well here you go. Oh.
Speaker 3 (08:49):
I have known about Mary and my connection to her
for several years, but what I recently learned on a
trip to Salem is that she had two sisters also
accused of witchcraft. Rebecca Nurse, the oldest sister, was the
same day as Mary, and the younger sister, Sarah Kloise,
was saved from execution, likely partly in thanks to Mary's petition.
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Several years after the Salem trials, Sarah Klois was given
three sovereign coins in reparations, which would be about four
US dollars then in seventeen hundreds money, So today.
Speaker 1 (09:21):
Four dollars in the seventeen yards would be around eighty
thousand dollars.
Speaker 2 (09:28):
Three thousand dollars.
Speaker 3 (09:29):
Oh so yes, sorry, the state murdered your sisters. But
here's three k about it.
Speaker 2 (09:37):
I love it.
Speaker 3 (09:37):
Anywo three sisters, which is in Salem? Sound familiar?
Speaker 2 (09:41):
That's right.
Speaker 3 (09:42):
My ancestors served as the real live inspiration for the
Sanderson Sisters from the legendary Hocus Pocus.
Speaker 2 (09:49):
Holy shit out girl. Alright, know, it says, fuck patriarch,
you for real.
Speaker 3 (09:55):
I love you, ladies and all you stand for, and
I'm happy to continue my family legacy of being a
out mouth bitch who has to be hung to shut
up and submit.
Speaker 1 (10:04):
Yes, Allie, she her, that's right, Allie Yah, Yeah, that's right.
What a Oh my god, what a legacy. Yeah, I mean,
dang Alli got a great one.
Speaker 2 (10:17):
Okay.
Speaker 1 (10:18):
The subject line of this email stop storming off when
you're drunk.
Speaker 2 (10:22):
I've done that.
Speaker 3 (10:24):
We just brought some bad fucking memories up real quick.
I mean you brought some bad like I'm so lucky
I'm not dead.
Speaker 2 (10:31):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (10:32):
Well, well here we got it because God, and away
we go. This says ladies and Stephen in parentheses.
Speaker 2 (10:40):
Stephen.
Speaker 1 (10:41):
Look, listen, I was not a well behaved teen, you
know how it is. My sister and I are less
than two years apart, very close, and got up to
all kinds of trouble in our youth. More on that.
Another time, when I was sixteen, my sister, a few friends,
and myself decided we should go to San Francisco for
my birthday and get into trouble, and then it pad
that says, why were we so dumb? It's like, I'll
(11:02):
tell you, because wherever you lived around San Francisco had
nothing going on. The only place to go San Francisco
was about a three hour drive. Oh no, where did
she live? Monterey or some shit?
Speaker 2 (11:14):
That's like Sacramento too, isn't it.
Speaker 1 (11:16):
Sacramento would be like two. Maybe they lived in like
Yucai or something. San Francisco was about a three hour
drive from where we lived, and it was doable. So
we did it. Wanting to go out and drink, but
only being sixteen years old, we came up with a plan.
We hypothesized that if we were to stroll into a
busy bar, all dressed up and cute and just take
a seat, eventually some drinking age type gentlemen would buy
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us ladies a drink. I'd love to tell you we
were wrong. Unfortunately, we were all caps exactly right. I
don't remember a lot of what happened that night, but
I do remember my sister throwing up in the bathroom.
I also remember getting into an argument with one of
my girlfriends and storming off down the street by myself parentheses.
I know, I know, but live and learn right. I
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didn't even make it to the next street light when
I was approached by a man. He asked me if
I wanted a ride or something to that effect. I declined,
but he didn't like that. He swiftly swooped me up,
threw me over his shoulder, and hastily began to walk
towards a nearby parking garage. She's a drunk teenager, oh alone,
got a drunk teenager alone.
Speaker 2 (12:19):
In a big city.
Speaker 1 (12:21):
Luckily, I had enough sense to begin kicking and screaming.
Even luckier, though, my friends were not that far and
heard the commotion. They ran up to the man and
screamed at him to put me down, with so much
force and veracity that they drew the attention of other
people nearby. Then he set me down and ran to
the parking garage. Broke, scared and completely wasted, we flagged
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down a taxi that was passing by and explained the
situation to the driver. This kind man picked up four
drunk as fuck teenage girls and dropped us back off
at our hotel and didn't charge us for the ride.
Speaker 2 (12:54):
Oh my god.
Speaker 1 (12:56):
I was lucky all caps, lucky that my friends were nearby,
and lucky they had the courage to verbally assault my
would be kidnapper, forcing him to flee. I'm a grown
up now with an adult nursing job and adult bills,
as well as two children of my own at home.
I'm also a helicopter parent because I know the kind
of Shenanigan's kids get up to when they leave the
house without supervision, and I also know what kind of
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predators lie and wait. Thank you both so much for
what you do. Listening to your dynamic makes me feel
like I'm talking to my little sister. She is still
my best friend to this day. Recently I convinced her
to listen to the pod as we are both enamored
with true crime, and then Prentes says she loves of course.
I love you both dearly and listen to the podcast
while my twelve hour night shifts drag on and on
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at the hospital.
Speaker 2 (13:40):
Oh my shit.
Speaker 1 (13:41):
Hope to meet you both someday. Stay sexy and don't
all caps walk off by yourself like ever, Love always, Jess.
Speaker 3 (13:50):
I can't even blame my mom. Being a teen I
was in my twenties and guess where I walked off
alone at night drunk, New Orleans.
Speaker 2 (13:57):
Oh and lucky.
Speaker 3 (14:00):
The person who came after me was a friend, this
dude who saw me leave, and he was like, oh
no and locked me back to my hotel room.
Speaker 2 (14:05):
Now, like fucking thanks, dude.
Speaker 1 (14:07):
I mean also in towns like that where the tourism
is based on tourists getting drunk, there is a whole
sub business of like picking off drunk tours totally in
all different kinds of way, totally.
Speaker 2 (14:19):
Oh yeah, oh my god. Fuck that tell us your stories,
so we I feel so bad.
Speaker 1 (14:23):
I know, yes, exactly. We can all collectively shudder about
the stupid things we did when we're drunk in sixteen.
Speaker 2 (14:30):
And then twenty nine.
Speaker 1 (14:32):
Really oh and twenty nine, well, we're always always sixteen.
Speaker 2 (14:36):
Yeah, in our hearts for sixteen, that's right. Okay.
Speaker 3 (14:42):
This is called my toddler Sees Dead people, Greetings, accolades
and whatnot. This is the story about the time my
son outed Grandma's secret lover. And then it says or
so I thought, and then Molly reminded us that we
asked for or so we thought themed story. Yes, that's
still on him. Yes, or so we thought, my Grandma's
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secret lover, or so I thought. In twenty eighteen, my
husband tragically lost his mother to cancer. Even though she
passed before our son was born, we always talk fondly
about Grandma Sheila to our now three year old, to
keep her memory alive. Our son adoors looking at pictures
of his grandma and hearing stories about her life. One day,
while digging in his sandbox, my toddler, unprompted, announced Grandma's
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with Kevin Kevin. I asked, yeah, he replied, who is Kevin?
Speaker 2 (15:29):
You ask? We have no idea?
Speaker 3 (15:32):
I asked my husband if you knew who our son
could be talking about? But nothing rang about. He has
never met anyone named Kevin in his short life son,
not the husband, and is only familiar with Kevin McAllister
from home alone.
Speaker 2 (15:45):
Is this who he meant?
Speaker 3 (15:46):
Or? Did Grandma have a secret companion she was reunited
with in the afterlife? I tried to think back to
her funeral. Were there any mysterious figure standing inconspicuously in
the back of the cemetery secretly mourning her death?
Speaker 2 (15:58):
I don't think so. Can I just make no? No,
you can't, Okay? So our son continued to.
Speaker 3 (16:04):
Bring Grandma and Kevin every so often, but the mystery
of Kevin endured.
Speaker 2 (16:09):
Don't say anything.
Speaker 3 (16:10):
Well, fast forward a few months when we lost my
beloved grandpa, who we affectionately called Bubba. We explained to
our son that Bubba had passed away and was now
at Jesus. Shortly after this, while driving to daycare, and
my son announced from his car seat that Grandma and
Baba are Kevin's Again, I thought, who the heck is Kevin?
And then it hit me, Buddy, I asked, you mean
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Grandma and Baba are in heaven, to which he raised
both his hands into the air and flied.
Speaker 2 (16:36):
Yeah, up in the sky. We thought it was Kevin.
Speaker 3 (16:41):
I have never felt more dumb. Of course, we said,
was not channeling Grandma's secret lover or referencing Macaulay Culkin's
iconic character. He was just a little off with his
pronunciation love the pod and all you Do is Stay
sexy and duke Kevin's mission ha Corene rhymes with chlorine.
Speaker 1 (17:03):
I want. My guess was that did he mean Jesus?
But that's kind of crazy because it doesn't sound.
Speaker 2 (17:09):
Like Kevin, And no you could Yeah, I see it.
Speaker 1 (17:12):
I mean, I don't know.
Speaker 2 (17:13):
That's so good.
Speaker 1 (17:14):
He's with Kevin, he's with kath. I told you that
when Nora was really little, and for some reason this
memory really embarrasses her. But now that she's an adult,
I can embarrass her. One time, they were driving down
this little street and Pedaloma, like where Copperfield's Books is Kentucky.
It's just like a little main drag with all the
businesses on it, and there was a couple walking, an
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old couple, like walking hand in hand. And Norah looked
at them and goes, oh, they're walking in Jesus's love.
And my sister's like, what the fuck?
Speaker 2 (17:44):
Wow? Where did she get that from?
Speaker 1 (17:46):
From her Catholic grammar school that she went to. Uh huh,
they're walking in Jesus. And every time I say it,
I think she's gonna laugh with me, and she's like.
Speaker 2 (17:54):
Yeah, that's embarrassing.
Speaker 1 (17:56):
You're super Christian when you were four. Okay, I'm not
going to read you the subject line. It just starts.
My parents were high school sweethearts and married young after
my dad joined the military, moving agast to Florida thirteen
years later. The marriage ended bitterly when I was nine,
and a few years later they married other people. Fast
forward to my senior year of college. My dad, now
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living in Corpus Christy, got the much needed therapy he
needed to begin the journey of overcoming his PTSD from
serving in the military and began to address his demons.
One day in September, he had a panic attack at
work so bad he thought he had a heart attack,
and I rushed a Corpus from San Antonio in record time.
He was fine, but shaken up. The next morning, my
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mom texted me and asked how he was doing. I
texted back, he's great. Take a look and send her
a photo. She replied, Wow, he looks really good. I
told my dad about this exchange and her comment. He
grabbed my phone and, looking at the text, looked like
a teenager who was just told his crush liked him back.
Speaker 2 (18:54):
Shut the fuck up.
Speaker 1 (18:55):
They began texting and a few months later, in December,
reunited to watch me walk the stage with my bachelor's degree.
Turns out they had been reconnecting via text for months
and went out on their first date just dinner the
weekend I graduated. Oh my god, the end of story
right wrong? My dad had divorced his second wife, but
my mom was still married. Two months later, my stepdad's cancer,
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with which we thought had gone into remission four years earlier,
had come back with a vengeance. I was on the
first flight back to Florida and was able to have
one conversation with him before he passed a week later.
Oh my god, my mom was racked with guilt because
she had intended to leave my stepdad to go back
to my dad.
Speaker 2 (19:40):
A few messy, mess so messy.
Speaker 1 (19:43):
A few months later, my dad flew to Florida and
helped her pack up and moved to Texas. A year later,
they had a small apartment together, and less than a
year after that, they were remarried in a small courthouse
ceremony a few miles from where they met. Oh my god,
and just you know, the subject line up of this
email is I parent trapped my parents. I found your
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podcast in twenty twenty two, shortly after I gave birth
to my daughter and postpartum depression and anxiety had me
in a choke hold. I went all the way back
to the first episode, and your voices got me through
one of the worst periods of my life. As I
cared for my newborn. It took me two years to
catch up, and I now listen religiously. My husband and
(20:25):
I just went to see your live show in Austin
a few weeks ago. Like many others have said, thank
you so much for speaking so vehemently about mental health.
Speaker 3 (20:33):
Ay, what I've always had that such a trip, Like
as someone whose parents divorce when I was five, There's
one they didn't like each other, they never talked. There's
one moment in time in high school where they suddenly
got along and I'd see them together and it.
Speaker 2 (20:48):
Was just so fucking weird, Like, yeah, to see.
Speaker 3 (20:50):
Your parents together and that'd be weird, is a weird feeling,
you know what.
Speaker 1 (20:54):
I mean, right, because it just wasn't the norm for you.
Speaker 2 (20:56):
No, yeah, yeah, Oh that's a trip.
Speaker 1 (20:58):
Oh.
Speaker 3 (20:58):
I love for you and Irene stories, but I don't
like that this poor stuff dad.
Speaker 1 (21:03):
I mean, it's the kind of thing where like that
mother must have it's not just guilt. I bet she
was overwhelmed with the synchronicity where it's like it's just
the thing that's happening, and it's almost like you didn't
want that to happen. No, you just oh, yeah, God, messy,
so messy.
Speaker 3 (21:20):
Send us your messy family stories at my favorite murder
at Gmail. The messier the better.
Speaker 1 (21:24):
The messier the better. I remember seeing a woman who
was there's a boy in my class who I liked,
and so I paid way too much attention to what
he was doing. And his parents got divorced, and then
his dad started dating a woman who looked literally exactly
like the mother. And that woman was the worker in
the place where me and my dad just were. So
when we got into the car, I go, that's so
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and so's dad's new girlfriend. And the girlfriend looks exactly
like the ex wife, And I was like, isn't that weird?
Mario goes Karen, you never know what people are gonna do,
Like he gave this thing as if he had been
waiting to talk about it forever. But it was just
this super general thing, like people are nuts or everybody has.
Speaker 2 (22:03):
A type and they stick even adults.
Speaker 1 (22:07):
You never know what people are gonna do. I was like, Oh,
that's very true.
Speaker 2 (22:11):
Well, we know what you're gonna do, and that's having
listened to this. We appreciate having listen. Thank you so.
Speaker 1 (22:19):
Much, and send us your stories if you have anything
related to anything you just heard and you would like
to add to the conversation, anything at all. My Favorite
Murder Gmail dot com. Stay sexy and.
Speaker 2 (22:29):
Don't get murdered. Elvis, do you want a cookie?
Speaker 1 (22:41):
This has been an exactly Right production.
Speaker 2 (22:43):
Our senior producers are Alle Hunter Keck and Molly Smith.
Speaker 1 (22:46):
Our editor is Aristotle las Veda.
Speaker 2 (22:48):
This episode was mixed by Leona Scolacci.
Speaker 1 (22:50):
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I’m Jay Shetty host of On Purpose the worlds #1 Mental Health podcast and I’m so grateful you found us. I started this podcast 5 years ago to invite you into conversations and workshops that are designed to help make you happier, healthier and more healed. I believe that when you (yes you) feel seen, heard and understood you’re able to deal with relationship struggles, work challenges and life’s ups and downs with more ease and grace. I interview experts, celebrities, thought leaders and athletes so that we can grow our mindset, build better habits and uncover a side of them we’ve never seen before. New episodes every Monday and Friday. Your support means the world to me and I don’t take it for granted — click the follow button and leave a review to help us spread the love with On Purpose. I can’t wait for you to listen to your first or 500th episode!
Ruthie's Table 4
For more than 30 years The River Cafe in London, has been the home-from-home of artists, architects, designers, actors, collectors, writers, activists, and politicians. Michael Caine, Glenn Close, JJ Abrams, Steve McQueen, Victoria and David Beckham, and Lily Allen, are just some of the people who love to call The River Cafe home. On River Cafe Table 4, Rogers sits down with her customers—who have become friends—to talk about food memories. Table 4 explores how food impacts every aspect of our lives. “Foods is politics, food is cultural, food is how you express love, food is about your heritage, it defines who you and who you want to be,” says Rogers. Each week, Rogers invites her guest to reminisce about family suppers and first dates, what they cook, how they eat when performing, the restaurants they choose, and what food they seek when they need comfort. And to punctuate each episode of Table 4, guests such as Ralph Fiennes, Emily Blunt, and Alfonso Cuarón, read their favourite recipe from one of the best-selling River Cafe cookbooks. Table 4 itself, is situated near The River Cafe’s open kitchen, close to the bright pink wood-fired oven and next to the glossy yellow pass, where Ruthie oversees the restaurant. You are invited to take a seat at this intimate table and join the conversation. For more information, recipes, and ingredients, go to https://shoptherivercafe.co.uk/ Web: https://rivercafe.co.uk/ Instagram: www.instagram.com/therivercafelondon/ Facebook: https://en-gb.facebook.com/therivercafelondon/ For more podcasts from iHeartRadio, visit the iheartradio app, apple podcasts, or wherever you listen to your favorite shows. Learn more about your ad-choices at https://www.iheartpodcastnetwork.com
The Joe Rogan Experience
The official podcast of comedian Joe Rogan.