March 2, 2026 • 30 mins
This week’s hometowns include a solved cold case and a sinkhole in Mexico.
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Speaker 1 (00:06):
Hello, and welcome to my favorite murder. The minis so
reach you the stories that you've sent us in email,
the weird shit we've asked you for, and the weird
shit we haven't.
Speaker 2 (00:26):
That's right, and you're going to go first this time.
Speaker 3 (00:28):
Yeah, I'll go first. Okay, this one's fucked up and
it's long, but there's a follow up. Great, And it
says my family Murder with music notes. So I think
it's like our theme song, but my family Murder.
Speaker 2 (00:40):
Oh no, but it's fad Okay, don't sing that song.
Speaker 3 (00:43):
I know.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (00:45):
Hello everyone, all animals included. I've wanted to write this
since the beginning of the podcast, and I finally think
it's time. This will be a bit long, but there
are some twists and turns, and I promise it's worth it.
My mother was one of seven children. Five of them
have since passed, all in very horrible ways, but the
most unfortunate is my aunt that was murdered. My mother
and my aunt were less than a year apart and
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understandably very close. They were like twins, sharing their clothes
and friends, and did literally everything together. After my aunt
graduated high school, she worked at a local Wendy's saving
up for a trip with friends to Daytona Beach, Florida.
Before she left, she received a special occasion dress for
her eighteenth birthday that was meant to be for her
bridal showers, since she was in a long term relationship
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and had planned on getting married very soon. My aunt
went to the beach with a group of seven or
so others, a mix of both guys and girls. The
very first night they were there, everyone was playing cards
and hanging out, staying up late like teens do. My
aunt and a friend left the room to get ice,
and they saw a man down the hall who seemed
to be trying to get into his hotel room. When
they tried to continue down the hall past him, he
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suddenly turned around and pulled a gun on them and
demanded they'd take him back to their room. Once in
the room, he seemed unsure what to do, as he
wasn't expecting so many people to be in there. He
sat down and was twirling his gun around his finger
while smoking, telling them he does this quite often and
it's how he makes his living.
Speaker 4 (02:09):
Equals he's never done this before, and he's shitting a brick.
Speaker 3 (02:12):
Right When they offered to give him all of the
money they had so he would leave.
Speaker 2 (02:15):
He refused.
Speaker 3 (02:17):
Instead, he demanded they all undress and lock them out
on the balcony. One of their guy friends had been
lying on a beach chair on the balcony and was asleep,
so they covered him with a towel so he wouldn't
be noticed. They woke their sleeping front and he climbed
down to the balcony below and ran to get help. However,
help didn't make it back in time. The man singled
out one girl, who he demanded he'd take with him. Terrified,
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she started crying and begging, and my aunt spoke up
and offered to go in her place. No, the man
left with my aunt, leaving his cigarette button the ashtray
in the room. The next day, my aunt was found
naked in a ditch. She had been raped and shot
in the head, my mom's sweater wrapped around her head.
Speaker 2 (02:58):
Being so close.
Speaker 3 (02:58):
My mom had to be the one to tell the
police where her birthmarks were in order to identify her
over the phone, where my grandparents initially received the call.
Speaker 2 (03:06):
Fucking devastating.
Speaker 3 (03:08):
My grandparents had to deal with reporters knocking on their
door for months, and my mom suppared PTSD as she
was constantly receiving menacing phone calls, threatening her so much
so that the police put my mom on an official
curfew and would escort her home from high school. My
aunt was buried in the dress she had received just
a few weeks prior.
Speaker 2 (03:27):
For her birthday.
Speaker 3 (03:28):
Recently, my grandmother passed, so it's just my mom and
her brother left out of the family of nine. My
mom recently reached out to a nonprofit organization who specializes
in cold cases. We are currently being assigned a detective
who is responsible for my aunt's case and will work
with him to try to solve it. My mom is
hoping we can finally test the rape kit and cigarette
butt that was left behind to get some closure.
Speaker 2 (03:51):
Update.
Speaker 3 (03:52):
Since having this email in my draft for literal months,
things have come to light. There is a palm print
that was never fucking tested that they are going to
run all caps. Why has this not happened yet? And
then it says time and that pomprint will tell who
killed her. My aunt was a monumental badass and showed
bravery in a situation that would cause most people to panic.
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Needless to say, I was raised with a healthy fear
of strangers and to absolutely fuck politeness, stay sexying. If
you do get murdered, hopefully it was at least to
save the life of a friend or a loved one.
Blair and then Allison found this. It's an update from
the Project Cold Case website. On January twenty fifth, twenty
twenty four, the Jacksonville Sheriff's Office made the following announcement. Basically,
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in twenty seventeen, Carroll's case was revisited and reopened by
members of the JSO Cold Case Unit, and in twenty
twenty a person of interest had been formulated. Billy Mansfield Junior,
a white male sixty five, was ultimately identified as the
suspect in Carol Barrett's murder. Mansfield would have been twenty
four at the time of Carroll's murder. In September of
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twenty twenty two, after multiple interview spanning two years, Billy
Mansfield advised that he was in fact the suspect in
the police sketch completed following the induction. He went on
to confess to the abduction from the Daytona Beach Shores hotel,
as well as to her murder. Shortly thereafter. Billy Mansill
will remain in prison in California on one life sentence
for murder, as well as four concurrent life sentences in
Florida for murder in separate cases.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
And that's that's the end of it. That's the update.
Speaker 4 (05:23):
So that essentially they caught a serial killer.
Speaker 3 (05:25):
Yeah, and when she wrote in, they hadn't fucking solved
it yet.
Speaker 4 (05:28):
I don't think in ten years of doing this true
crime show, I have ever heard or either of us
have ever told each other a story about somebody being like,
I'll go in for her.
Speaker 2 (05:40):
What an unbelievable move. That was brave and so brave. God.
Speaker 4 (05:46):
Yeah, okay, well, then here's an old story, kind of
an update, but more of a I was.
Speaker 2 (05:52):
There too, I guess, Oh my god, what is it?
Hometown story.
Speaker 4 (05:56):
We were students at Sarah Lawrence at the same time
as Larry Ray's victims. Remember my Sarah Lawrence dorm dad story. Yeah,
it just starts off.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
Hi.
Speaker 3 (06:07):
Happy to write.
Speaker 4 (06:08):
Into you two. As the unknowing fourth and fifth members
of our little girl squad. My two best friends and
I all went to Sarah Lawrence College, recently known for
the insane Larry Ray sex cult situation. We all listened
to your episode on Larry Ray, and to be honest,
it was a rough Listen. We're og Murderino's, but we
didn't know much about the true crime nightmare happening under
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our noses. That's crazy, Yeah, they didn't know. Okay, here's
the thing. It wasn't until listening to your episode and
subsequently watching the new documentary on the story, that we
realized we were freshmen on campus at the same time
that Larry Ray was formalizing his control over other Sarah
Lawrence students at that apartment in NYC.
Speaker 2 (06:49):
So they were freshmen. Wow.
Speaker 4 (06:51):
We actually even knew Asramarcus, the journalist who broke the
story that ultimately led to Rai's indictment, he was a
student too, one year ahead of us. Oh, when one
of us even lived in slanham Wood's nine, the exact
dorm where it all started during our senior year at
the college. That dorm had some seriously weird energy. It's
all caps wild to us that we spent so much
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time there not knowing what happened in that exact spot
a couple years prior. If any of our parents had
known that as we were accepting our offers and committing
to Sarah Lawrence. There was a fifty year old man
living in the dorms colting it up. None of us
would have ended up at that school. Thank goodness, we
didn't know about that batship mess because college was great.
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We got a pretty solid education, and my two best
friends and I are now all successful professionals.
Speaker 2 (07:41):
With pets living in La oh nice.
Speaker 4 (07:44):
We are sitting on my couch right now, eating cookies,
watching the documentary on Larry Ray, freaking out that we
were in classes with these kids. They went through an
absolute horror show while we wrote research papers. How did
we not know about this insanity at such a tiny college.
It's hard to call your dad when you're in a cult.
If your dad or your friend's dad is leading the cult,
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truer words we're never said anyway, big SSDGM love from
your Sarah Lawrence College murderinos XOXO, Ryan, Zoe and Hannah,
and then parentheses that says, use our names.
Speaker 3 (08:17):
We will be so excited that bleep their names is.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (08:22):
They had like a parallel flight in door life where
it's like we're doing the regular Sarah Lawrence college experience.
Speaker 2 (08:28):
And just over there.
Speaker 3 (08:30):
Because you think you'd notice those things, like we all
think we'd be perceptive, and now she'd be like something
word's going on, but she wouldn't know.
Speaker 4 (08:37):
It's like, I don't know something about that girl's dad
living in the dorms is giving me a weird feeling, right,
so insane.
Speaker 2 (08:47):
Okay, I'm not going to read you.
Speaker 3 (08:48):
I'm not going to read the title of this, but
we need to get more flight attendants to write us
in with their wildest stories.
Speaker 2 (08:54):
Hell, yes, right, yes, Kelly is here.
Speaker 3 (08:56):
It goes welcome aboard. I'm just going to cut straight
on this. I am a US base flight attendant. I
have been for about five years. Get us started at
parties and we have stories upon stories. My favorite murder
at gmail dot com. Please please send them. I actually
have a weed story for you. It was January twenty
seventeen and our day had started at four thirty am
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in a cold and snowy Boston. We worked three flights
that day and we're in Atlanta with one more to go.
We were going from Atlanta to Fort Lauderdale, where we
were supposed to have a twenty one hour layover. An
exciting thing to have a beach layover in the middle
of January when you live in Massachusetts. We boarded the
airplane like normal. I told two hundred people how to
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fasten their seatbelt, not to stow their jackets in the
overhead bind so we could fit as many roller boards
on this aircraft as possible, and smiled and smiled while
people figured out where they were sitting. A passenger came
to me in the back galley and asked for some water.
Happily I nodded and reached into the containers, pouring her
a glass of water. She made a comment about not
feeling well but was hoping the Thailand make her feel better.
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I handed her some cookies, saying maybe this will help
calm your stomach too. Let us know if you need
anything else, and continued back to the aisle to start
closing bins. Finally, all the passengers were on board and seated,
and the forward boarding door was closed. We armed our doors,
played the safety demo, and started to do our final
cabin walk through. Just as the airplane started to push back,
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we suddenly stopped. The pilots came over the intercom. There
was some sort of mechanical issue and we would need
to go back to the gate to fix it. We
pulled back and the waiting game began. After about twenty minutes,
the maintenance team had fixed the issue and we were
pushing back again. This time the gal who had asked
for the glass of water stood up and said she
wasn't feeling good. I motioned for her to head to
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the bathroom while I walked to the phone to tell
the pilots not to taxi. We waited for the girl
for about twenty minutes, oh, continuing to check on her.
Speaker 2 (10:51):
No, the whole plane's waiting for you.
Speaker 3 (10:53):
She said. It was something she ate, mind you, the
whole plane was waiting on her, and so sorry, But
oh my god, I'm so angry, Like what do you think?
Speaker 4 (11:01):
I mean the tension of just like, so are you
about to tell me that she's starting food poisoning and
the entire plane is just sitting there waiting for her
to be done? Let's see with some sort of a
GRDA situation.
Speaker 2 (11:13):
She's got food.
Speaker 3 (11:15):
Well, we were waiting for her. Another passenger stood up
and asked if he could go to the bathroom. We nodded,
saying make it quick, hoping the two passengers in the
bathroom would wrap it up and we'd be on our
way to being able to drink my ties by three pm.
Well after about five minutes, neither one of the passengers
was coming out. We waited, and my coworker in the
back suddenly said, do you smell that? I took a
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smiff and stood up, saying, yes, I do.
Speaker 2 (11:39):
That's right.
Speaker 3 (11:40):
The man who got up while the girl was sick
in the bathroom had started smoking weed on the plane.
I tell he forgot that was right. This was twenty seventeen,
so sadly it had become a thing. We had to
call the pilots and get authorities involved. We knocked on
the door asking him to come out so we could
talk to him. We needed to tell him to stop
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and all those other things. Concurrently, the other bathroom door
opened and the sick girl came out, was walking the
weat smoking gentleman to the forward boarding door so the
authorities could take him. Why would you fucking do that?
Speaker 4 (12:12):
It's like saying I would love federal charges for my
pop problem.
Speaker 3 (12:16):
I have zero chill even though it was stoner.
Speaker 4 (12:19):
Do you know that that actually happened to us right
before the plane took off? Some guy went and did
a pot jewel in the bathroom and then they.
Speaker 2 (12:26):
Were just like, just go sit down.
Speaker 4 (12:28):
Like they basically let him do it because they were like,
we just want to take off.
Speaker 3 (12:31):
Yeah, but I mean, I wonder if it's just weed
or if it's a vape. If it makes a difference.
Speaker 4 (12:36):
It's like you're not supposed to do it. It's illegal
either way. But I think they were just like, go
sit down.
Speaker 2 (12:40):
Yeah, Jesus Christ.
Speaker 3 (12:42):
I was walking the weed smoking gentlemen to the forward
boarding door so the authorities could take him when the
sick girl tapped my shoulder. I turned around to talk
to her, and she turned as white as a sheet,
and then she proceeded to all caps vomit all over
my uniform. It took everything in me to stay calm,
cool and collected in front of those two hundred and
fifty passengers when I wanted to flip the mother fucking
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out because vomit and panteos do not mix, I guess,
like soaking vomit.
Speaker 2 (13:13):
I don't want to.
Speaker 4 (13:13):
I mean, what doesn't what does mix with vomit? What
are we looking for?
Speaker 3 (13:18):
Cares pretty fucking bad grammar school catlinter.
Speaker 2 (13:22):
I remember that.
Speaker 3 (13:23):
Right after all those events within the same hour and
a half and a quick change for me, we were
finally cleared to depart Atlanta. The smell, the smell to
try to leave for the third time. Well, somehow we
had some kind of divine intervention. The date of this
light was January sixth, twenty seventeen. I'm not sure if
you remember, but that was the day of the Fort
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Lauderdale Airport shooting. Had our plane taken off at its
original schedule time, we would have been in the airport
at the time of the shooting.
Speaker 2 (13:52):
Oh my god.
Speaker 3 (13:53):
Somehow, by some miracle, I had a passenger who tried
to smoke beat in the airplane bathroom, and another who
felt the need to vomit on me. It was one
of the more stressful boardings I have ever experienced, so
much so I can remember it almost clearly. But in
a lot of ways, I'm grateful for those two punks
who delayed two hundred and fifty four people. It was
because of them we weren't in the crosshairs of a
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tragic event.
Speaker 4 (14:15):
I need to say on behalf of the woman who
it sounds like had food poisoning. Yeah, you can't act
like she's the same as.
Speaker 2 (14:23):
The guy that went smumped pot.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
No, she is a victim of a tiny bacteria.
Speaker 3 (14:28):
But could she like aim? Could she have better aim?
It sounds like no, Yeah, I can't imagine that was
her first choice.
Speaker 2 (14:35):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (14:35):
Because also, I feel like if you're in a situation
where your face turns white all of a sudden, yeah,
things are happening out of your control.
Speaker 2 (14:44):
I just want to defend that person.
Speaker 3 (14:45):
No, I think you're right, she needs to write it.
Speaker 4 (14:48):
I want to hear her, want to hear in detail,
and we want to hear what the pantyhose thing is.
Speaker 3 (14:53):
Also, I betually got sick from eating fucking airplane food,
so it's not even on her. Seriously, I still get
chills when I think about the story. To all my
flight attendant brothers and sisters, my heart is with you.
I am one of the few lucky ones who still
has her job and cannot comprehend having my wings clipped.
The job is more than a job. It truly is
a lifestyle.
Speaker 2 (15:11):
I miss my.
Speaker 3 (15:12):
Passengers Sundays in Paris and spending time in airports. I
love my job and I'm so proud to get my
passengers from point A to point B safely, and to
all the MFM crew, thank you for all you do.
You've kept me sane through all the turbulence my job
brings into my life. SSDGM Tatiana or as my wings
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with my not real name, say Susan, because let's be real,
passengers don't need to know my name.
Speaker 2 (15:40):
They don't.
Speaker 3 (15:41):
The comments that you'd get from Tatiana would be so
fucking obnoxious from businessmen, Oh like, it was so obnoxious.
Speaker 2 (15:47):
You just don't even need it that close.
Speaker 3 (15:49):
Well, Susan, Susan, I'm fucking Susan.
Speaker 4 (15:51):
That's all you need to know is I'm Susan and
I'm wearing panty host. I'm the one wearing panty host today.
Speaker 2 (15:59):
Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (16:00):
Well I love that, Susan. You did a great job.
Thank you kindly. Okay, it says Glitchen the Matrix and
Mexican sinkhole creatings and salutations from Spain. English is not
my first language, so please bear with me. Already written
so beautifully and in a way that I could never
do in another language. I think at this point where
past specific hometown requests and any story is in anyway
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I wanted to tell you about this crazy thing that
happened to my uncle a few years ago. For context,
my uncle for context. They can write for context in
another language. My uncle is a professional diving instructor who
lives in the Mexican Mayan Riviera. Can't kun Plia del
Carmen and dulum Wow. In case you don't know, this
whole area has an underground river system that's approximately ninety
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five miles long.
Speaker 2 (16:47):
Wow.
Speaker 4 (16:48):
This causes sinkholes to appear all over the territory that
are basically entrances to the river system called snowase. My
uncle is specialized in exploring them. When someone finds one
of these in their property, call him to go into
it to see if it connects with the river system
or if it can be turned into a tourist attraction
like many in the area are. Have you ever seen
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those snotes? No, it's a perfectly kind of blue circle,
like a light blue, gorgeous circle.
Speaker 2 (17:16):
In lagoon kind of thing.
Speaker 4 (17:17):
Yes, But it's like a swimming hole that's this beautiful
color and it usually looks very tropical and jungly kind
of around it. Yeah, and then there's just a bunch
of people in there. Sometimes the water's warm because it's
from a free swimming pool.
Speaker 2 (17:30):
Yeah, in your own backyard.
Speaker 4 (17:32):
Uh huh, with some cave systems sometimes attached.
Speaker 3 (17:35):
That's terrifying.
Speaker 2 (17:36):
Okay.
Speaker 4 (17:36):
This means he has to climb into a dark hole
in the ground and repel inside it until he reaches
the water, all while wearing full diving gear, tanks, et cetera.
Why I really don't know, but he's very.
Speaker 3 (17:48):
Passionate about it. What a rad job. Yeah, Like, if
you don't want to go to college, that's okay. There's
rare jobs out there for you.
Speaker 4 (17:56):
Podcasting, for example, Podcasting works great if you're brave, like
you can either podcast or dive into sinots.
Speaker 2 (18:03):
That's right to see.
Speaker 4 (18:04):
If they're connected to the underground river are treacherous. Both
they're similar, and both require oxygen. Back in twenty twelve,
my uncle was mourning the loss of his youngest daughter,
my cousin, who had tragically passed away from cancer at
age thirteen a few months before.
Speaker 2 (18:20):
It's horrible.
Speaker 4 (18:21):
One day he received a call to go explore sinoe
on a plot of land that was in the middle
of nowhere, miles away from the city of Merida or
any kind of civilization. He and his colleague packed up
their equipment and went on their way. It took them
hours to find the exact location as it was literally
in the middle of the jungle. Everything was going according
to plan. They went into the thing, confirmed it connected
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with a river system and set up a line, which
is a thin rope that divers used to mark the
correct way to go in cave systems. Again, why anyone
would enjoy this is beyond me, but there are a
lot of people that like to go through this to.
Speaker 2 (18:59):
Put themselves where it.
Speaker 3 (19:00):
Is truly, Yeah, there's so many couches to be sad on.
Speaker 4 (19:03):
I know, so much content to be eaten up. As
they were done, they began pulling themselves in their equipment
up to the surface. When my uncle started to feel unwell.
He experienced chest pain, his heart was pounding, he was dizzy. Yes,
he was having a heart attack. His colleague managed to
pull him up to the surface and realized there was
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no cell phone reception where they were. As my uncle
laid down, thinking that this was it, and his colleague
experienced a panic attack. Out of nowhere, they both see
an ambulance with the siren full on, rushing toward them.
What was an ambulance doing in the middle of the
Mayan jungle. Turns out, the paramedics assigned to the ambulance
were on their lunch.
Speaker 3 (19:43):
Break as the day was particularly slow.
Speaker 4 (19:46):
One of them decided to show his partner a sinkhole
where his dad used to take him when he was
a kid. Yes, it was the same sinkhole my uncle
had been exploring. As these two paramedics were chatting and
eating lunch, they noticed my uncle's friend freaking out rush
to help, which basically saved my uncle's life. If the
paramedics had not been there at that exact time, he
would not have made it.
Speaker 2 (20:08):
To this day.
Speaker 4 (20:09):
My uncle is convinced that my cousin sent them to
save his life, and honestly, I can't argue with that.
What are the chances? Thank you for bringing absolute joy
into my life twice every week SSDGM.
Speaker 2 (20:22):
Zoe.
Speaker 3 (20:23):
Oh my god, Zoe, that is so sweet.
Speaker 4 (20:26):
I mean the idea that you'd be having a heart
attack in the middle of the jungle and it's like.
Speaker 3 (20:32):
Oh, we're here too, like a literally ambula.
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Oh so good.
Speaker 3 (20:37):
That's that's incredible. Yeah, Okay, my last one's called. He
wasn't my brother when I married him. WHOA, hey there,
it's me.
Speaker 2 (20:50):
Oh hi, Hey, what's going on?
Speaker 3 (20:52):
I'm scrubbing the bathroom while listening to MINNIESO four eighteen
when I heard you ask for family wedding drama and
immediately how to drop this, grab brush and grab my laptop.
Hell yeah, my first marriage is the stuff of legends
among my friends. I'm in my early twenties and marrying
my high school sweetheart, a young dumb love. Wedding plans
had been made and the invitations had gone out when
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my fiance and I discovered that my mom, the church
choir director, was having an affair with his dad, a
member of the church choir. Ooh well fuck literally, As
you can imagine, what ensued was an epic fight between
the parents, all of whom started insisting they wouldn't go
to our wedding if so and so was there. So
(21:36):
it's both sets of parents. One is cheating and one
is being cheated on.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
Both the entire family. Everybody's involved.
Speaker 3 (21:44):
It's fucked up. Great. I decided the solution was to
call off the wedding entirely and just get married quietly
by ourselves. Yeah, now my family is no You sounded
so sad for someone who had a huge wedding that
you didn't want. Well, the work I know this, Oh,
the work put into it.
Speaker 4 (22:01):
Even if they just started thinking about it, it's so
much worse. And then also, this is the kind of
thing where it's like when people make selfish decisions like that,
where it's like and the ripple effect is, now your
daughter isn't going to or sun whoever it is, isn't
going to have their wedding totally because you had to kind.
Speaker 3 (22:18):
Of like, Hey, things are so sexy up here in
the choir loft, Like the way he sings about Jesus,
it just turns me on.
Speaker 2 (22:26):
His big crucifix is the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Speaker 3 (22:30):
Okay, now, my family is nosy, and there was absolutely
no way to pull this off without answering some awkward questions.
So since my mom started the shit show, I figured
I'd let her deal with it. That's right, that's right.
What was her solution to the dilemma? Tell my entire
family that my fiance got cold feet and called off
the wedding. Oh, mom, narcissist, toxic narcissist.
Speaker 2 (22:53):
Yeah, that's fucked up.
Speaker 3 (22:54):
I'm not vindictive by nature, says the next line. Oh
but that right there, some class a bullshit. What followed
was a carefully worded letter by yours truly to my
entire family, explaining the truth.
Speaker 2 (23:06):
I e.
Speaker 3 (23:06):
My mom was busy banging my future father in law
high road no satisfying.
Speaker 4 (23:12):
Hell yes, I mean because also it's like nothing had
to happen. No.
Speaker 3 (23:18):
No, you could have just like made this quiet and chill.
Speaker 4 (23:20):
And not tell anybody anything, but still handled it to said,
you're like he left her at the altar.
Speaker 2 (23:26):
That's dark, fucked up.
Speaker 3 (23:28):
My mom got the last laught in the end. A
year later, our parents divorced and she married my father
in law. You guessed it. This means my husband was
now my step brother. My aforementioned asshole friends found this
so funny they made me a T shirt to commemorate
the event, which says, quote, he wasn't my brother when
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I married him.
Speaker 2 (23:49):
Oh shit.
Speaker 3 (23:52):
On a side note, my sister appairently felt left out
and ended up marrying my husband's cousin. Honestly, you can't
make this shit up. I guess the message is stay
sexy and don't marry your brother.
Speaker 2 (24:04):
M M.
Speaker 3 (24:06):
How small of a town do you live or how
big of a family do you have? It just sounds
like a backwards Hallmark movie.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
You know what I mean? It's time for that.
Speaker 3 (24:15):
Yeah, I'll be your I'll be siblings for Christmas.
Speaker 4 (24:17):
Yes, get some weird incest vibe going in there. Give
people something to talk about hall Mark Channel.
Speaker 2 (24:24):
All right.
Speaker 4 (24:25):
Speaking of which, the subject line of this email is
Badass Granny and Mountains of Treasure Cocaine. Hello, ladies, MFM
team and pets. I just listened to your minisode featuring
a beach treasure story and realized I've been sitting on
one that hits so many of your favorite elements. A
bad ass grandmother with an epic grandma name, treasure found,
trasure found on the beach. Sorry hate when I do that,
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and a pet hero. I've done my best to include
all the names for your enjoyment. So here we got
back in the early nineties, my grandmother hester.
Speaker 3 (24:56):
Lee, stop it, bring it. I've never heard that name before.
Speaker 2 (25:02):
A witch.
Speaker 4 (25:04):
Well, I've heard of hester Prynne. Yeah, but hester Lee
is like.
Speaker 2 (25:07):
A how are you feeling today?
Speaker 4 (25:09):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (25:09):
A little kind of Hesterley today.
Speaker 4 (25:13):
So my grandmother hester really used to spend her winters
in Florida. Like so many New Englanders tired of scraping
ice off their windshields. Granny was a huge animal lover,
and since transporting her full menagerie commercially was a nightmare,
she'd load up her RV and drive south with a
large Doberman, two chihuahuas, an African gray parrot, a canary,
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and a bit of fish named Machiavelli.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
That sounds amazing with the smell was just I mean,
and the noise because you know, she smoked, probably too
like You're not a way so cigars. While in Florida,
she walked the Doberman named Raven. Every morning between five
and six am. She'd stroll five miles along the beach,
collecting little treasures along the way to place in a
bowl on her coffee table Grandma's in Florida. They can't
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help it. Her favorites were skate egg cases, also known
as mermaid purses, but one morning she found something very different.
On this particular day, Granny left even earlier than usual.
About halfway through her walk, she came across a wooden
pallette roughly four by four feet, loaded with what looked like.
Speaker 4 (26:17):
Shrink wrapped bricks. As she got closer, she realized she'd found,
in her words, a metric fuck ton of cocaine.
Speaker 2 (26:25):
Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (26:26):
She knew drug drops were common in the area, neutrally
buoyant packages with GPS trackers tossed offshore later retrieved by
other nefarious parties, but this one clearly hadn't been picked up.
And she also knew enough to recognize that whoever lost
that much cocaine was not going to be happy.
Speaker 3 (26:42):
Yeah, you walk the fuck away?
Speaker 4 (26:44):
Yeah, Well, always cautious, especially as a woman who traveled solo.
Granny had one of those early brick style cell phones
tucked into her fanny pack. She called nine one one.
The dispatcher asked a lot of questions, and it quickly
became clear it wasn't safe for a petit woman in
her mid sixties to sit alone on the beach next
to a mountain of cartel grade drugs. They asked if
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anyone was with her. She said, well, I've got my dog.
When they learned Raven was a Doberman, they immediately changed
their tune and asked her to stay put and guard
the drugs. My god, no, what she tried to explain
that Raven was in fact a total softie ye who
just looked intimidating, but they insisted. So there she stood,
scanning the beach, nervously, expecting armed drug dealers to emerge
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at any moment.
Speaker 3 (27:28):
Damn, Like, can she go sit up in the tree
line and like not be dying?
Speaker 4 (27:33):
Yeah, just let her do a couple of lines and
then to walk down the beach.
Speaker 2 (27:38):
Please give her walk away.
Speaker 4 (27:41):
Thankfully, within ten minutes, a helicopter hovered above, and police
officers swarmed in from every beach entrance and down the shore.
On ATV's she gave her statement and was even contacted
later by the local newspaper for an interview, but she declined,
worried that the cartel or whoever owned the mystery mountain
of cocaine might track her down for retribute.
Speaker 3 (28:00):
Did she get it if no one claims it.
Speaker 4 (28:04):
Right after thirty days? Yes, come back and you can
adopt this palette of coke. Every time she told this
story to her grandkids, we were horrified.
Speaker 3 (28:13):
Do you know how much that cocaine was worth?
Speaker 4 (28:17):
We gave her endless grief for handing over what we
called our potential tuition fund to the police. I mean,
who would have suspected a snowbird granny as a drug boss?
But in all seriousness, she was a total badass who
never took shit from anyone. Even in her late eighties,
she walked with a cane topped with a silver donkey head,
telling us you never know when you'll need to hit
someone over the head with democracy. Oh love you, Hester Lesterle,
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you are our hero. Thanks for all you do. Stay sexy,
and may you one day stumble upon your own mountain
of treasure cocaine.
Speaker 3 (28:49):
K Okay, that was so great, that's a TV show.
Betty White then has to get rid of all the coke,
like she actually has to sell it all.
Speaker 4 (28:58):
Yeah, every week she finds drugs and then has to
sell them all by the end of the week, right
with her dog.
Speaker 3 (29:03):
And if she doesn't just to do all the drugs.
Speaker 4 (29:05):
If she can't sell them all, they got to get
gone somehow, right, So she goes down party to her
friend Mod's house.
Speaker 2 (29:13):
What's the other one's name? What the other golden girls?
Speaker 3 (29:17):
Oh? Mod Rose, there's a rose, there's a blanch.
Speaker 2 (29:24):
Those are the only ones I know.
Speaker 4 (29:25):
Sophia, Sophia and Dorothy Dorothy Dorothy, Dorothy, thank you very
much for being here with us on this minisode.
Speaker 2 (29:35):
We love to read your emails. Yeah that was a journey, yeah, right.
Speaker 4 (29:38):
Into My Favorite Murder at gmail dot com. If you
have a story that sounds like any of these but.
Speaker 3 (29:43):
Different, yeah, anything really at this point.
Speaker 2 (29:45):
Yeah, we just love communication.
Speaker 3 (29:47):
We do stay sexy and don't get murdered. Goodbye, Elvis.
Speaker 2 (29:51):
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Speaker 3 (30:00):
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is Molly Smith and our associate producer is Tessa Hughes.
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Speaker 2 (30:27):
Goodbye,
Hello, and welcome to my favorite murder. The minis so
reach you the stories that you've sent us in email,
the weird shit we've asked you for, and the weird
shit we haven't.
Speaker 2 (00:26):
That's right, and you're going to go first this time.
Speaker 3 (00:28):
Yeah, I'll go first. Okay, this one's fucked up and
it's long, but there's a follow up. Great, And it
says my family Murder with music notes. So I think
it's like our theme song, but my family Murder.
Speaker 2 (00:40):
Oh no, but it's fad Okay, don't sing that song.
Speaker 3 (00:43):
I know.
Speaker 2 (00:44):
Yeah.
Speaker 3 (00:45):
Hello everyone, all animals included. I've wanted to write this
since the beginning of the podcast, and I finally think
it's time. This will be a bit long, but there
are some twists and turns, and I promise it's worth it.
My mother was one of seven children. Five of them
have since passed, all in very horrible ways, but the
most unfortunate is my aunt that was murdered. My mother
and my aunt were less than a year apart and
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understandably very close. They were like twins, sharing their clothes
and friends, and did literally everything together. After my aunt
graduated high school, she worked at a local Wendy's saving
up for a trip with friends to Daytona Beach, Florida.
Before she left, she received a special occasion dress for
her eighteenth birthday that was meant to be for her
bridal showers, since she was in a long term relationship
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and had planned on getting married very soon. My aunt
went to the beach with a group of seven or
so others, a mix of both guys and girls. The
very first night they were there, everyone was playing cards
and hanging out, staying up late like teens do. My
aunt and a friend left the room to get ice,
and they saw a man down the hall who seemed
to be trying to get into his hotel room. When
they tried to continue down the hall past him, he
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suddenly turned around and pulled a gun on them and
demanded they'd take him back to their room. Once in
the room, he seemed unsure what to do, as he
wasn't expecting so many people to be in there. He
sat down and was twirling his gun around his finger
while smoking, telling them he does this quite often and
it's how he makes his living.
Speaker 4 (02:09):
Equals he's never done this before, and he's shitting a brick.
Speaker 3 (02:12):
Right When they offered to give him all of the
money they had so he would leave.
Speaker 2 (02:15):
He refused.
Speaker 3 (02:17):
Instead, he demanded they all undress and lock them out
on the balcony. One of their guy friends had been
lying on a beach chair on the balcony and was asleep,
so they covered him with a towel so he wouldn't
be noticed. They woke their sleeping front and he climbed
down to the balcony below and ran to get help. However,
help didn't make it back in time. The man singled
out one girl, who he demanded he'd take with him. Terrified,
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she started crying and begging, and my aunt spoke up
and offered to go in her place. No, the man
left with my aunt, leaving his cigarette button the ashtray
in the room. The next day, my aunt was found
naked in a ditch. She had been raped and shot
in the head, my mom's sweater wrapped around her head.
Speaker 2 (02:58):
Being so close.
Speaker 3 (02:58):
My mom had to be the one to tell the
police where her birthmarks were in order to identify her
over the phone, where my grandparents initially received the call.
Speaker 2 (03:06):
Fucking devastating.
Speaker 3 (03:08):
My grandparents had to deal with reporters knocking on their
door for months, and my mom suppared PTSD as she
was constantly receiving menacing phone calls, threatening her so much
so that the police put my mom on an official
curfew and would escort her home from high school. My
aunt was buried in the dress she had received just
a few weeks prior.
Speaker 2 (03:27):
For her birthday.
Speaker 3 (03:28):
Recently, my grandmother passed, so it's just my mom and
her brother left out of the family of nine. My
mom recently reached out to a nonprofit organization who specializes
in cold cases. We are currently being assigned a detective
who is responsible for my aunt's case and will work
with him to try to solve it. My mom is
hoping we can finally test the rape kit and cigarette
butt that was left behind to get some closure.
Speaker 2 (03:51):
Update.
Speaker 3 (03:52):
Since having this email in my draft for literal months,
things have come to light. There is a palm print
that was never fucking tested that they are going to
run all caps. Why has this not happened yet? And
then it says time and that pomprint will tell who
killed her. My aunt was a monumental badass and showed
bravery in a situation that would cause most people to panic.
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Needless to say, I was raised with a healthy fear
of strangers and to absolutely fuck politeness, stay sexying. If
you do get murdered, hopefully it was at least to
save the life of a friend or a loved one.
Blair and then Allison found this. It's an update from
the Project Cold Case website. On January twenty fifth, twenty
twenty four, the Jacksonville Sheriff's Office made the following announcement. Basically,
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in twenty seventeen, Carroll's case was revisited and reopened by
members of the JSO Cold Case Unit, and in twenty
twenty a person of interest had been formulated. Billy Mansfield Junior,
a white male sixty five, was ultimately identified as the
suspect in Carol Barrett's murder. Mansfield would have been twenty
four at the time of Carroll's murder. In September of
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twenty twenty two, after multiple interview spanning two years, Billy
Mansfield advised that he was in fact the suspect in
the police sketch completed following the induction. He went on
to confess to the abduction from the Daytona Beach Shores hotel,
as well as to her murder. Shortly thereafter. Billy Mansill
will remain in prison in California on one life sentence
for murder, as well as four concurrent life sentences in
Florida for murder in separate cases.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
And that's that's the end of it. That's the update.
Speaker 4 (05:23):
So that essentially they caught a serial killer.
Speaker 3 (05:25):
Yeah, and when she wrote in, they hadn't fucking solved
it yet.
Speaker 4 (05:28):
I don't think in ten years of doing this true
crime show, I have ever heard or either of us
have ever told each other a story about somebody being like,
I'll go in for her.
Speaker 2 (05:40):
What an unbelievable move. That was brave and so brave. God.
Speaker 4 (05:46):
Yeah, okay, well, then here's an old story, kind of
an update, but more of a I was.
Speaker 2 (05:52):
There too, I guess, Oh my god, what is it?
Hometown story.
Speaker 4 (05:56):
We were students at Sarah Lawrence at the same time
as Larry Ray's victims. Remember my Sarah Lawrence dorm dad story. Yeah,
it just starts off.
Speaker 2 (06:06):
Hi.
Speaker 3 (06:07):
Happy to write.
Speaker 4 (06:08):
Into you two. As the unknowing fourth and fifth members
of our little girl squad. My two best friends and
I all went to Sarah Lawrence College, recently known for
the insane Larry Ray sex cult situation. We all listened
to your episode on Larry Ray, and to be honest,
it was a rough Listen. We're og Murderino's, but we
didn't know much about the true crime nightmare happening under
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our noses. That's crazy, Yeah, they didn't know. Okay, here's
the thing. It wasn't until listening to your episode and
subsequently watching the new documentary on the story, that we
realized we were freshmen on campus at the same time
that Larry Ray was formalizing his control over other Sarah
Lawrence students at that apartment in NYC.
Speaker 2 (06:49):
So they were freshmen. Wow.
Speaker 4 (06:51):
We actually even knew Asramarcus, the journalist who broke the
story that ultimately led to Rai's indictment, he was a
student too, one year ahead of us. Oh, when one
of us even lived in slanham Wood's nine, the exact
dorm where it all started during our senior year at
the college. That dorm had some seriously weird energy. It's
all caps wild to us that we spent so much
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time there not knowing what happened in that exact spot
a couple years prior. If any of our parents had
known that as we were accepting our offers and committing
to Sarah Lawrence. There was a fifty year old man
living in the dorms colting it up. None of us
would have ended up at that school. Thank goodness, we
didn't know about that batship mess because college was great.
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We got a pretty solid education, and my two best
friends and I are now all successful professionals.
Speaker 2 (07:41):
With pets living in La oh nice.
Speaker 4 (07:44):
We are sitting on my couch right now, eating cookies,
watching the documentary on Larry Ray, freaking out that we
were in classes with these kids. They went through an
absolute horror show while we wrote research papers. How did
we not know about this insanity at such a tiny college.
It's hard to call your dad when you're in a cult.
If your dad or your friend's dad is leading the cult,
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truer words we're never said anyway, big SSDGM love from
your Sarah Lawrence College murderinos XOXO, Ryan, Zoe and Hannah,
and then parentheses that says, use our names.
Speaker 3 (08:17):
We will be so excited that bleep their names is.
Speaker 2 (08:22):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (08:22):
They had like a parallel flight in door life where
it's like we're doing the regular Sarah Lawrence college experience.
Speaker 2 (08:28):
And just over there.
Speaker 3 (08:30):
Because you think you'd notice those things, like we all
think we'd be perceptive, and now she'd be like something
word's going on, but she wouldn't know.
Speaker 4 (08:37):
It's like, I don't know something about that girl's dad
living in the dorms is giving me a weird feeling, right,
so insane.
Speaker 2 (08:47):
Okay, I'm not going to read you.
Speaker 3 (08:48):
I'm not going to read the title of this, but
we need to get more flight attendants to write us
in with their wildest stories.
Speaker 2 (08:54):
Hell, yes, right, yes, Kelly is here.
Speaker 3 (08:56):
It goes welcome aboard. I'm just going to cut straight
on this. I am a US base flight attendant. I
have been for about five years. Get us started at
parties and we have stories upon stories. My favorite murder
at gmail dot com. Please please send them. I actually
have a weed story for you. It was January twenty
seventeen and our day had started at four thirty am
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in a cold and snowy Boston. We worked three flights
that day and we're in Atlanta with one more to go.
We were going from Atlanta to Fort Lauderdale, where we
were supposed to have a twenty one hour layover. An
exciting thing to have a beach layover in the middle
of January when you live in Massachusetts. We boarded the
airplane like normal. I told two hundred people how to
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fasten their seatbelt, not to stow their jackets in the
overhead bind so we could fit as many roller boards
on this aircraft as possible, and smiled and smiled while
people figured out where they were sitting. A passenger came
to me in the back galley and asked for some water.
Happily I nodded and reached into the containers, pouring her
a glass of water. She made a comment about not
feeling well but was hoping the Thailand make her feel better.
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I handed her some cookies, saying maybe this will help
calm your stomach too. Let us know if you need
anything else, and continued back to the aisle to start
closing bins. Finally, all the passengers were on board and seated,
and the forward boarding door was closed. We armed our doors,
played the safety demo, and started to do our final
cabin walk through. Just as the airplane started to push back,
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we suddenly stopped. The pilots came over the intercom. There
was some sort of mechanical issue and we would need
to go back to the gate to fix it. We
pulled back and the waiting game began. After about twenty minutes,
the maintenance team had fixed the issue and we were
pushing back again. This time the gal who had asked
for the glass of water stood up and said she
wasn't feeling good. I motioned for her to head to
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the bathroom while I walked to the phone to tell
the pilots not to taxi. We waited for the girl
for about twenty minutes, oh, continuing to check on her.
Speaker 2 (10:51):
No, the whole plane's waiting for you.
Speaker 3 (10:53):
She said. It was something she ate, mind you, the
whole plane was waiting on her, and so sorry, But
oh my god, I'm so angry, Like what do you think?
Speaker 4 (11:01):
I mean the tension of just like, so are you
about to tell me that she's starting food poisoning and
the entire plane is just sitting there waiting for her
to be done? Let's see with some sort of a
GRDA situation.
Speaker 2 (11:13):
She's got food.
Speaker 3 (11:15):
Well, we were waiting for her. Another passenger stood up
and asked if he could go to the bathroom. We nodded,
saying make it quick, hoping the two passengers in the
bathroom would wrap it up and we'd be on our
way to being able to drink my ties by three pm.
Well after about five minutes, neither one of the passengers
was coming out. We waited, and my coworker in the
back suddenly said, do you smell that? I took a
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smiff and stood up, saying, yes, I do.
Speaker 2 (11:39):
That's right.
Speaker 3 (11:40):
The man who got up while the girl was sick
in the bathroom had started smoking weed on the plane.
I tell he forgot that was right. This was twenty seventeen,
so sadly it had become a thing. We had to
call the pilots and get authorities involved. We knocked on
the door asking him to come out so we could
talk to him. We needed to tell him to stop
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and all those other things. Concurrently, the other bathroom door
opened and the sick girl came out, was walking the
weat smoking gentleman to the forward boarding door so the
authorities could take him. Why would you fucking do that?
Speaker 4 (12:12):
It's like saying I would love federal charges for my
pop problem.
Speaker 3 (12:16):
I have zero chill even though it was stoner.
Speaker 4 (12:19):
Do you know that that actually happened to us right
before the plane took off? Some guy went and did
a pot jewel in the bathroom and then they.
Speaker 2 (12:26):
Were just like, just go sit down.
Speaker 4 (12:28):
Like they basically let him do it because they were like,
we just want to take off.
Speaker 3 (12:31):
Yeah, but I mean, I wonder if it's just weed
or if it's a vape. If it makes a difference.
Speaker 4 (12:36):
It's like you're not supposed to do it. It's illegal
either way. But I think they were just like, go
sit down.
Speaker 2 (12:40):
Yeah, Jesus Christ.
Speaker 3 (12:42):
I was walking the weed smoking gentlemen to the forward
boarding door so the authorities could take him when the
sick girl tapped my shoulder. I turned around to talk
to her, and she turned as white as a sheet,
and then she proceeded to all caps vomit all over
my uniform. It took everything in me to stay calm,
cool and collected in front of those two hundred and
fifty passengers when I wanted to flip the mother fucking
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out because vomit and panteos do not mix, I guess,
like soaking vomit.
Speaker 2 (13:13):
I don't want to.
Speaker 4 (13:13):
I mean, what doesn't what does mix with vomit? What
are we looking for?
Speaker 3 (13:18):
Cares pretty fucking bad grammar school catlinter.
Speaker 2 (13:22):
I remember that.
Speaker 3 (13:23):
Right after all those events within the same hour and
a half and a quick change for me, we were
finally cleared to depart Atlanta. The smell, the smell to
try to leave for the third time. Well, somehow we
had some kind of divine intervention. The date of this
light was January sixth, twenty seventeen. I'm not sure if
you remember, but that was the day of the Fort
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Lauderdale Airport shooting. Had our plane taken off at its
original schedule time, we would have been in the airport
at the time of the shooting.
Speaker 2 (13:52):
Oh my god.
Speaker 3 (13:53):
Somehow, by some miracle, I had a passenger who tried
to smoke beat in the airplane bathroom, and another who
felt the need to vomit on me. It was one
of the more stressful boardings I have ever experienced, so
much so I can remember it almost clearly. But in
a lot of ways, I'm grateful for those two punks
who delayed two hundred and fifty four people. It was
because of them we weren't in the crosshairs of a
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tragic event.
Speaker 4 (14:15):
I need to say on behalf of the woman who
it sounds like had food poisoning. Yeah, you can't act
like she's the same as.
Speaker 2 (14:23):
The guy that went smumped pot.
Speaker 4 (14:24):
No, she is a victim of a tiny bacteria.
Speaker 3 (14:28):
But could she like aim? Could she have better aim?
It sounds like no, Yeah, I can't imagine that was
her first choice.
Speaker 2 (14:35):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (14:35):
Because also, I feel like if you're in a situation
where your face turns white all of a sudden, yeah,
things are happening out of your control.
Speaker 2 (14:44):
I just want to defend that person.
Speaker 3 (14:45):
No, I think you're right, she needs to write it.
Speaker 4 (14:48):
I want to hear her, want to hear in detail,
and we want to hear what the pantyhose thing is.
Speaker 3 (14:53):
Also, I betually got sick from eating fucking airplane food,
so it's not even on her. Seriously, I still get
chills when I think about the story. To all my
flight attendant brothers and sisters, my heart is with you.
I am one of the few lucky ones who still
has her job and cannot comprehend having my wings clipped.
The job is more than a job. It truly is
a lifestyle.
Speaker 2 (15:11):
I miss my.
Speaker 3 (15:12):
Passengers Sundays in Paris and spending time in airports. I
love my job and I'm so proud to get my
passengers from point A to point B safely, and to
all the MFM crew, thank you for all you do.
You've kept me sane through all the turbulence my job
brings into my life. SSDGM Tatiana or as my wings
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with my not real name, say Susan, because let's be real,
passengers don't need to know my name.
Speaker 2 (15:40):
They don't.
Speaker 3 (15:41):
The comments that you'd get from Tatiana would be so
fucking obnoxious from businessmen, Oh like, it was so obnoxious.
Speaker 2 (15:47):
You just don't even need it that close.
Speaker 3 (15:49):
Well, Susan, Susan, I'm fucking Susan.
Speaker 4 (15:51):
That's all you need to know is I'm Susan and
I'm wearing panty host. I'm the one wearing panty host today.
Speaker 2 (15:59):
Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (16:00):
Well I love that, Susan. You did a great job.
Thank you kindly. Okay, it says Glitchen the Matrix and
Mexican sinkhole creatings and salutations from Spain. English is not
my first language, so please bear with me. Already written
so beautifully and in a way that I could never
do in another language. I think at this point where
past specific hometown requests and any story is in anyway
(16:23):
I wanted to tell you about this crazy thing that
happened to my uncle a few years ago. For context,
my uncle for context. They can write for context in
another language. My uncle is a professional diving instructor who
lives in the Mexican Mayan Riviera. Can't kun Plia del
Carmen and dulum Wow. In case you don't know, this
whole area has an underground river system that's approximately ninety
(16:46):
five miles long.
Speaker 2 (16:47):
Wow.
Speaker 4 (16:48):
This causes sinkholes to appear all over the territory that
are basically entrances to the river system called snowase. My
uncle is specialized in exploring them. When someone finds one
of these in their property, call him to go into
it to see if it connects with the river system
or if it can be turned into a tourist attraction
like many in the area are. Have you ever seen
(17:08):
those snotes? No, it's a perfectly kind of blue circle,
like a light blue, gorgeous circle.
Speaker 2 (17:16):
In lagoon kind of thing.
Speaker 4 (17:17):
Yes, But it's like a swimming hole that's this beautiful
color and it usually looks very tropical and jungly kind
of around it. Yeah, and then there's just a bunch
of people in there. Sometimes the water's warm because it's
from a free swimming pool.
Speaker 2 (17:30):
Yeah, in your own backyard.
Speaker 4 (17:32):
Uh huh, with some cave systems sometimes attached.
Speaker 3 (17:35):
That's terrifying.
Speaker 2 (17:36):
Okay.
Speaker 4 (17:36):
This means he has to climb into a dark hole
in the ground and repel inside it until he reaches
the water, all while wearing full diving gear, tanks, et cetera.
Why I really don't know, but he's very.
Speaker 3 (17:48):
Passionate about it. What a rad job. Yeah, Like, if
you don't want to go to college, that's okay. There's
rare jobs out there for you.
Speaker 4 (17:56):
Podcasting, for example, Podcasting works great if you're brave, like
you can either podcast or dive into sinots.
Speaker 2 (18:03):
That's right to see.
Speaker 4 (18:04):
If they're connected to the underground river are treacherous. Both
they're similar, and both require oxygen. Back in twenty twelve,
my uncle was mourning the loss of his youngest daughter,
my cousin, who had tragically passed away from cancer at
age thirteen a few months before.
Speaker 2 (18:20):
It's horrible.
Speaker 4 (18:21):
One day he received a call to go explore sinoe
on a plot of land that was in the middle
of nowhere, miles away from the city of Merida or
any kind of civilization. He and his colleague packed up
their equipment and went on their way. It took them
hours to find the exact location as it was literally
in the middle of the jungle. Everything was going according
to plan. They went into the thing, confirmed it connected
(18:43):
with a river system and set up a line, which
is a thin rope that divers used to mark the
correct way to go in cave systems. Again, why anyone
would enjoy this is beyond me, but there are a
lot of people that like to go through this to.
Speaker 2 (18:59):
Put themselves where it.
Speaker 3 (19:00):
Is truly, Yeah, there's so many couches to be sad on.
Speaker 4 (19:03):
I know, so much content to be eaten up. As
they were done, they began pulling themselves in their equipment
up to the surface. When my uncle started to feel unwell.
He experienced chest pain, his heart was pounding, he was dizzy. Yes,
he was having a heart attack. His colleague managed to
pull him up to the surface and realized there was
(19:23):
no cell phone reception where they were. As my uncle
laid down, thinking that this was it, and his colleague
experienced a panic attack. Out of nowhere, they both see
an ambulance with the siren full on, rushing toward them.
What was an ambulance doing in the middle of the
Mayan jungle. Turns out, the paramedics assigned to the ambulance
were on their lunch.
Speaker 3 (19:43):
Break as the day was particularly slow.
Speaker 4 (19:46):
One of them decided to show his partner a sinkhole
where his dad used to take him when he was
a kid. Yes, it was the same sinkhole my uncle
had been exploring. As these two paramedics were chatting and
eating lunch, they noticed my uncle's friend freaking out rush
to help, which basically saved my uncle's life. If the
paramedics had not been there at that exact time, he
would not have made it.
Speaker 2 (20:08):
To this day.
Speaker 4 (20:09):
My uncle is convinced that my cousin sent them to
save his life, and honestly, I can't argue with that.
What are the chances? Thank you for bringing absolute joy
into my life twice every week SSDGM.
Speaker 2 (20:22):
Zoe.
Speaker 3 (20:23):
Oh my god, Zoe, that is so sweet.
Speaker 4 (20:26):
I mean the idea that you'd be having a heart
attack in the middle of the jungle and it's like.
Speaker 3 (20:32):
Oh, we're here too, like a literally ambula.
Speaker 2 (20:35):
Oh so good.
Speaker 3 (20:37):
That's that's incredible. Yeah, Okay, my last one's called. He
wasn't my brother when I married him. WHOA, hey there,
it's me.
Speaker 2 (20:50):
Oh hi, Hey, what's going on?
Speaker 3 (20:52):
I'm scrubbing the bathroom while listening to MINNIESO four eighteen
when I heard you ask for family wedding drama and
immediately how to drop this, grab brush and grab my laptop.
Hell yeah, my first marriage is the stuff of legends
among my friends. I'm in my early twenties and marrying
my high school sweetheart, a young dumb love. Wedding plans
had been made and the invitations had gone out when
(21:14):
my fiance and I discovered that my mom, the church
choir director, was having an affair with his dad, a
member of the church choir. Ooh well fuck literally, As
you can imagine, what ensued was an epic fight between
the parents, all of whom started insisting they wouldn't go
to our wedding if so and so was there. So
(21:36):
it's both sets of parents. One is cheating and one
is being cheated on.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
Both the entire family. Everybody's involved.
Speaker 3 (21:44):
It's fucked up. Great. I decided the solution was to
call off the wedding entirely and just get married quietly
by ourselves. Yeah, now my family is no You sounded
so sad for someone who had a huge wedding that
you didn't want. Well, the work I know this, Oh,
the work put into it.
Speaker 4 (22:01):
Even if they just started thinking about it, it's so
much worse. And then also, this is the kind of
thing where it's like when people make selfish decisions like that,
where it's like and the ripple effect is, now your
daughter isn't going to or sun whoever it is, isn't
going to have their wedding totally because you had to kind.
Speaker 3 (22:18):
Of like, Hey, things are so sexy up here in
the choir loft, Like the way he sings about Jesus,
it just turns me on.
Speaker 2 (22:26):
His big crucifix is the hottest thing I've ever seen.
Speaker 3 (22:30):
Okay, now, my family is nosy, and there was absolutely
no way to pull this off without answering some awkward questions.
So since my mom started the shit show, I figured
I'd let her deal with it. That's right, that's right.
What was her solution to the dilemma? Tell my entire
family that my fiance got cold feet and called off
the wedding. Oh, mom, narcissist, toxic narcissist.
Speaker 2 (22:53):
Yeah, that's fucked up.
Speaker 3 (22:54):
I'm not vindictive by nature, says the next line. Oh
but that right there, some class a bullshit. What followed
was a carefully worded letter by yours truly to my
entire family, explaining the truth.
Speaker 2 (23:06):
I e.
Speaker 3 (23:06):
My mom was busy banging my future father in law
high road no satisfying.
Speaker 4 (23:12):
Hell yes, I mean because also it's like nothing had
to happen. No.
Speaker 3 (23:18):
No, you could have just like made this quiet and chill.
Speaker 4 (23:20):
And not tell anybody anything, but still handled it to said,
you're like he left her at the altar.
Speaker 2 (23:26):
That's dark, fucked up.
Speaker 3 (23:28):
My mom got the last laught in the end. A
year later, our parents divorced and she married my father
in law. You guessed it. This means my husband was
now my step brother. My aforementioned asshole friends found this
so funny they made me a T shirt to commemorate
the event, which says, quote, he wasn't my brother when
(23:48):
I married him.
Speaker 2 (23:49):
Oh shit.
Speaker 3 (23:52):
On a side note, my sister appairently felt left out
and ended up marrying my husband's cousin. Honestly, you can't
make this shit up. I guess the message is stay
sexy and don't marry your brother.
Speaker 2 (24:04):
M M.
Speaker 3 (24:06):
How small of a town do you live or how
big of a family do you have? It just sounds
like a backwards Hallmark movie.
Speaker 2 (24:13):
You know what I mean? It's time for that.
Speaker 3 (24:15):
Yeah, I'll be your I'll be siblings for Christmas.
Speaker 4 (24:17):
Yes, get some weird incest vibe going in there. Give
people something to talk about hall Mark Channel.
Speaker 2 (24:24):
All right.
Speaker 4 (24:25):
Speaking of which, the subject line of this email is
Badass Granny and Mountains of Treasure Cocaine. Hello, ladies, MFM
team and pets. I just listened to your minisode featuring
a beach treasure story and realized I've been sitting on
one that hits so many of your favorite elements. A
bad ass grandmother with an epic grandma name, treasure found,
trasure found on the beach. Sorry hate when I do that,
(24:47):
and a pet hero. I've done my best to include
all the names for your enjoyment. So here we got
back in the early nineties, my grandmother hester.
Speaker 3 (24:56):
Lee, stop it, bring it. I've never heard that name before.
Speaker 2 (25:02):
A witch.
Speaker 4 (25:04):
Well, I've heard of hester Prynne. Yeah, but hester Lee
is like.
Speaker 2 (25:07):
A how are you feeling today?
Speaker 4 (25:09):
Oh?
Speaker 2 (25:09):
A little kind of Hesterley today.
Speaker 4 (25:13):
So my grandmother hester really used to spend her winters
in Florida. Like so many New Englanders tired of scraping
ice off their windshields. Granny was a huge animal lover,
and since transporting her full menagerie commercially was a nightmare,
she'd load up her RV and drive south with a
large Doberman, two chihuahuas, an African gray parrot, a canary,
(25:33):
and a bit of fish named Machiavelli.
Speaker 3 (25:35):
That sounds amazing with the smell was just I mean,
and the noise because you know, she smoked, probably too
like You're not a way so cigars. While in Florida,
she walked the Doberman named Raven. Every morning between five
and six am. She'd stroll five miles along the beach,
collecting little treasures along the way to place in a
bowl on her coffee table Grandma's in Florida. They can't
(25:58):
help it. Her favorites were skate egg cases, also known
as mermaid purses, but one morning she found something very different.
On this particular day, Granny left even earlier than usual.
About halfway through her walk, she came across a wooden
pallette roughly four by four feet, loaded with what looked like.
Speaker 4 (26:17):
Shrink wrapped bricks. As she got closer, she realized she'd found,
in her words, a metric fuck ton of cocaine.
Speaker 2 (26:25):
Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (26:26):
She knew drug drops were common in the area, neutrally
buoyant packages with GPS trackers tossed offshore later retrieved by
other nefarious parties, but this one clearly hadn't been picked up.
And she also knew enough to recognize that whoever lost
that much cocaine was not going to be happy.
Speaker 3 (26:42):
Yeah, you walk the fuck away?
Speaker 4 (26:44):
Yeah, Well, always cautious, especially as a woman who traveled solo.
Granny had one of those early brick style cell phones
tucked into her fanny pack. She called nine one one.
The dispatcher asked a lot of questions, and it quickly
became clear it wasn't safe for a petit woman in
her mid sixties to sit alone on the beach next
to a mountain of cartel grade drugs. They asked if
(27:06):
anyone was with her. She said, well, I've got my dog.
When they learned Raven was a Doberman, they immediately changed
their tune and asked her to stay put and guard
the drugs. My god, no, what she tried to explain
that Raven was in fact a total softie ye who
just looked intimidating, but they insisted. So there she stood,
scanning the beach, nervously, expecting armed drug dealers to emerge
(27:27):
at any moment.
Speaker 3 (27:28):
Damn, Like, can she go sit up in the tree
line and like not be dying?
Speaker 4 (27:33):
Yeah, just let her do a couple of lines and
then to walk down the beach.
Speaker 2 (27:38):
Please give her walk away.
Speaker 4 (27:41):
Thankfully, within ten minutes, a helicopter hovered above, and police
officers swarmed in from every beach entrance and down the shore.
On ATV's she gave her statement and was even contacted
later by the local newspaper for an interview, but she declined,
worried that the cartel or whoever owned the mystery mountain
of cocaine might track her down for retribute.
Speaker 3 (28:00):
Did she get it if no one claims it.
Speaker 4 (28:04):
Right after thirty days? Yes, come back and you can
adopt this palette of coke. Every time she told this
story to her grandkids, we were horrified.
Speaker 3 (28:13):
Do you know how much that cocaine was worth?
Speaker 4 (28:17):
We gave her endless grief for handing over what we
called our potential tuition fund to the police. I mean,
who would have suspected a snowbird granny as a drug boss?
But in all seriousness, she was a total badass who
never took shit from anyone. Even in her late eighties,
she walked with a cane topped with a silver donkey head,
telling us you never know when you'll need to hit
someone over the head with democracy. Oh love you, Hester Lesterle,
(28:41):
you are our hero. Thanks for all you do. Stay sexy,
and may you one day stumble upon your own mountain
of treasure cocaine.
Speaker 3 (28:49):
K Okay, that was so great, that's a TV show.
Betty White then has to get rid of all the coke,
like she actually has to sell it all.
Speaker 4 (28:58):
Yeah, every week she finds drugs and then has to
sell them all by the end of the week, right
with her dog.
Speaker 3 (29:03):
And if she doesn't just to do all the drugs.
Speaker 4 (29:05):
If she can't sell them all, they got to get
gone somehow, right, So she goes down party to her
friend Mod's house.
Speaker 2 (29:13):
What's the other one's name? What the other golden girls?
Speaker 3 (29:17):
Oh? Mod Rose, there's a rose, there's a blanch.
Speaker 2 (29:24):
Those are the only ones I know.
Speaker 4 (29:25):
Sophia, Sophia and Dorothy Dorothy Dorothy, Dorothy, thank you very
much for being here with us on this minisode.
Speaker 2 (29:35):
We love to read your emails. Yeah that was a journey, yeah, right.
Speaker 4 (29:38):
Into My Favorite Murder at gmail dot com. If you
have a story that sounds like any of these but.
Speaker 3 (29:43):
Different, yeah, anything really at this point.
Speaker 2 (29:45):
Yeah, we just love communication.
Speaker 3 (29:47):
We do stay sexy and don't get murdered. Goodbye, Elvis.
Speaker 2 (29:51):
Do you want a cookie?
Speaker 3 (30:00):
This has been an exactly right production. Our senior producer
is Molly Smith and our associate producer is Tessa Hughes.
Our editor is Aristotle Ascevedo. This episode was mixed by
Leona Squalacci.
Speaker 4 (30:09):
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