April 5, 2021 • 24 mins
This week’s hometowns include an explosion story and a school murder.
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Speaker 1 (00:14):
He Hello, and welcome to my favorite murder.
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Oh, thank you. Hi.
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Speaker 3 (00:36):
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Speaker 1 (00:38):
This is called dirty jobs and stingy mobs. Hello, extended
spooky family. A while back, I was listening to a
hometown that included a story about a mob boss in Tucson, Arizona.
My ears perked up and I texted my mom immediately.
I asked, am I remembering correctly that your dad painted
a mobster's house when he was younger, to which she
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replied he did. They provided him with a bodyguard all
day and paint him in cash and wine. Some weeks
later they called him back to chip bullets out of
a wall repair and repaint it for them, which, by
the way, I want to mention that do you paint houses?
In mob speak is basically saying will you assassinate someone
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for us? There's a book called I Heard you Paint
Houses about this guy's involvement in the mob, And so
maybe you got to look into your grandpa A little more.
Speaker 2 (01:34):
Wow, George's mafia fun facts. I would watch your surpress
a whole new area.
Speaker 3 (01:40):
That's right, bah bah.
Speaker 1 (01:42):
My grandfather and great uncle both painted people's homes and
businesses for years, interior years and exteriors outside in the
Arizona sun. This was like the fifties, so it resulted
in a lot of stories and a lot of skin cancer.
And then it said where sunscreen everyone, and shared with
me that the Mobster family my great uncle worked for
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owned a restaurant in town. He got tired of waiting
for the family to pay a past due invoice he'd
given them for painting their restaurant. So yeah, so my
great uncle took my grandfather and some other family members
to eat there one night. They ordered lots of wine
and lots of expensive food. When the bill came, my
great uncle refused to pay it, wrote a note on
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the check and told the server that the owner would understand,
and just left.
Speaker 2 (02:31):
No fucking way man the balls.
Speaker 1 (02:34):
The restaurant was absolutely used for money laundering, and I'm
honestly surprised that my grandfather and great uncle lived to
tell the tale. Apparently they got all of their work
as painters through word of mouth, no contracts or anything official,
and they were on the good side of a lot
of influential people in town.
Speaker 3 (02:51):
According to my mom, one of the.
Speaker 1 (02:53):
Local congressmen even gifted my grandfather a tiny handgun you
might find on a lady's garter belt that had once
been held as evidence from a crime for a time
and was told I don't know, and was told to
not tell anyone that he'd been given it. I'm so
glad that you chose that tussa on hometown a few
months ago, because I got the chance to learn all
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of these truly bananas things about my mom's side of
the family. Stay sexy and maybe don't dine and dash
when the mob owns the restaurant for real, Lucille, petty Lucille.
Speaker 2 (03:28):
That is so ballsy.
Speaker 4 (03:31):
It's so ballsy you are basically you're just like, yeah,
now you owe me money the mafia, right.
Speaker 1 (03:39):
But continue to hire me to do work. By the way,
don't stop doing that.
Speaker 3 (03:45):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (03:45):
Well, I bet they liked it though.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
I bet you that that's one of those like you
can see a Tony soprano type being like, I respect
you for that.
Speaker 3 (03:53):
Yeah, that guy's got futzbah.
Speaker 4 (03:56):
I love the idea of giving the gift of a
secret tiny gun.
Speaker 1 (03:59):
I mean, what's better than that of don't tell anyone?
Gift is like the best gift you could give someone.
Speaker 4 (04:07):
This subject line of this is my murderino mom's crazy hometown.
Hello to my favorite humans and animals, you all rock.
Let's skip the pleasantries and dig.
Speaker 2 (04:15):
Deep into this one.
Speaker 4 (04:16):
Okay, take command of the email at the top is
what I always say.
Speaker 2 (04:22):
That's the crucial.
Speaker 4 (04:23):
My mom has always been a huge fan of true
crime content and made me the Murderino I am now.
As a kid, she would always tell me messed up stories.
I always made her tell me over and over again.
Speaker 2 (04:34):
She would always tell me messed up stories.
Speaker 4 (04:36):
I always made her till Okay, there's probably supposed to
be a period, and they're somewhere, but I like the
way I read it the first time, some of which
I definitely had no business hearing at my age. I
have a million stories, including a crazy one about how
when my grandma was giving birth to my uncle in
her home in Italy during the sixties, a man who
had a hammer fall on his head from scaffolding ran
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into the nearest door mothers with his head cracked open
and blood everywhere, screaming. My uncle literally came out of
the womb purple from the trauma.
Speaker 3 (05:07):
Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (05:09):
But that's a story for another No, it's not. I
love I love a half teaser story.
Speaker 1 (05:15):
I love someone telling most of the story and then
being like, never mind, you know what, You're gonna.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Have to wait for the movie.
Speaker 4 (05:22):
I want to tell you my favorite of all my
mom's hometowns. This story has everything, so buckle in. My
mom grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey, known for its proximity.
Speaker 2 (05:33):
To Manhattan and being the home of.
Speaker 4 (05:35):
Carlo's Bakery aka Cake Boss from ohen that this here's
the rest of the sentence. For most of her formative years,
from the seventies through the nineties, there was a history
teacher at the local high school who was beloved by
everyone who had him, Mister Sake. In nineteen ninety eight,
twenty years after my mom graduated from said high school,
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mister Sake was shot dead as he was heading to
his car to leave for the day. The gunman then
walked a few blocks and shot himself. This was when
school had just let out, so there were tons of
student onlookers.
Speaker 2 (06:08):
Holy shit.
Speaker 4 (06:09):
Here's where it gets crazy. The gunman was the husband
of another former teacher at Hoboken High School. Apparently the
gunman became convinced that the two teachers were having an affair.
He kept sending threatening letters and phone calls to mister Sacke.
The kicker is that it wasn't true. The poor guy
was shot dead over an affair that never existed.
Speaker 3 (06:28):
I mean catalysts.
Speaker 1 (06:29):
Even if it had happened, there's no excuse for that.
Speaker 3 (06:33):
But that's just fucking extra tragic.
Speaker 2 (06:36):
Yeah, exactly.
Speaker 4 (06:37):
The catalyst for this conspiracy theory is that mister Soak
and his wife sent the man's wife a Christmas card
in nineteen ninety four.
Speaker 2 (06:44):
Because they worked together.
Speaker 4 (06:45):
Oh my god, because who doesn't send family Christmas cards
to mistresses?
Speaker 2 (06:50):
Right After dozens of.
Speaker 4 (06:51):
Harass and calls, the family chose to hire a lawyer
and not humor the deranged responses. It's believed that he
was then stopped for a lengthy period of time. This
story is so unbelievably sad, and it's obvious the guy
really needed a psychological help. This is why access to
good mental health services is so important. Thank you both
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for all that you do. You've got me through this
unbearable pandemic, and I still hope to see you at
a live show one day.
Speaker 2 (07:17):
Say sexy and you don't get murdered, Jess.
Speaker 3 (07:19):
Wow, what a sad story.
Speaker 1 (07:22):
Yeah, ghost sex at a Jewish camp. Actually, my last
two stories are ghost stories. Hi, Karen, Georgia Stephen at All.
This week Georgia did her quilt episode about ghosts, and
I thought you might enjoy this story. Like Georgia, I
also grew up going to a Jewish summer camp, but
in Wisconsin. Like many summer camps, this one had its
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very own ghost. Her name was It's either Sussy or Susie.
I'm gonna go with Sussy. Her name was Sussy the
version of her death story that I know. I'm sure
there are many goes like this. The founders of the
camp bought a big piece of property with an old
white house called the bay Ye, which literally just means
house in Hebrew.
Speaker 3 (08:02):
On it.
Speaker 1 (08:04):
Think rickety stairs, a big porch, absolutely spooky as fuck.
As the camp grew, the bay Yet was converted into
the camp library, a study room, and bedrooms for the
visiting rabbis. According to the legend, a young girl was
staying at the bayet, likely a rabbi's daughter or something,
and fell down the stairs, breaking her neck and dying.
Speaker 3 (08:25):
She haunts the camp to this day. My connection to
the camp ghost.
Speaker 1 (08:30):
There was a work program for seniors in high school
where you could be a junior staff member doing basic
maintenance and taking out the trash, weeding and cleaning.
Speaker 3 (08:38):
The public spaces.
Speaker 1 (08:40):
What high school student doesn't love fucking a good a
good weeding exactly. You didn't get paid, but it was
a chance to go to camp for free with less rules.
One oppressively hot night, the other girls and I convinced
our unit had to let us sleep in the bayete
on the first floor because it had air conditioning. Wisconsin's
summers with no air conditioning in a cabin, can you
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freaking imagine. We dragged our sleeping bags to the main room,
enjoying the candy we'd smuggled in and the ac At
one point, another girl stopped whatever camp gossip we were
talking about, claiming she heard something. We all immediately shut
the fuck up and heard a muffled girl's voice and
thumping coming from the back of the bayeat. We froze,
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terrified for Murderino reasons. I decided that investigating the sound
was a good idea, so two other girls and I
got up and crept slowly towards the noise. You're either
a get the fuck out of there or go towards
towards the noise kind of girl. Yeah, I think I'm
the ladder, which was coming from the small library next
to the main room. The library was dark, so I
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pushed open the door and flicked on the light, expected
to see some paranormal activity or maybe even Susy herself. Instead,
we found two of the college age counselors having sex
in the corner. Yeah, we screamed, slam the door shut,
and immediately ran back to the other girls to tell
them what happened and celebrate this trophy worthy piece of
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camp gossip. Yes, we never saw Sussy, but I can't
help but wonder how many sneaky camp quickies were interrupted
by small girl ghosts or just random campers.
Speaker 3 (10:17):
Stay sexy and watch where you do it.
Speaker 1 (10:19):
Steph from Chicago, Illinois, Illinois. PS, thank you so so
much for all the work you do to make this
podcast happen. Mondays and Thursdays feel like the chance for
me to catch up with my awesome older cousins each week.
You really do mean so so much to so many people.
Speaker 2 (10:34):
Thanks stuph Nice.
Speaker 1 (10:35):
I want to say it wasn't the by eat for
us at my Jewish camp.
Speaker 3 (10:40):
It was the swim house. What is that called? Like
the swimming pool offices? Pool house? Pool house? Thank you?
I made out in the pool house with my hell yes,
yes I did.
Speaker 2 (10:53):
Did it smell so good like chlorine?
Speaker 1 (10:55):
I love beautiful, clean smell of chlorine and a little
bit of mold.
Speaker 3 (11:01):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (11:02):
I wonder if there even was a ghost at all,
or if every time the younger kids thought they heard
a ghost it was just the older.
Speaker 2 (11:08):
Counselor's hooking up.
Speaker 1 (11:09):
Absolutely, But I wonder if i'm older counselors hooking up
ever actually got haunted, because that seems likely.
Speaker 4 (11:15):
I mean, all of these are possibilities for the horror movie.
We're going to write about this.
Speaker 1 (11:20):
Bay yeat, andwhile Sassi's in the corner eating popcorn being like, yeah, yeah,
bring it this.
Speaker 4 (11:26):
The subject line is just explosion story. Great, Hello, Hello.
I heard some fun explosion stories on a Minisota a
couple of weeks ago and figured i'd write in with mine.
In May twenty nineteen, I was living with my parents
in the North Chicago suburbs, having recently finished with my
master's degree. One night, I was watching TV with my
mom when all of a sudden, there was a massive.
Speaker 2 (11:46):
Bang which shook the house.
Speaker 4 (11:48):
Having previously lived in apartments with dumpsters, it sounded and
felt a lot like when the garbage trucks would just
drop the dumpsters on the ground, but given that it
was ten pm, it clearly wasn't that. After looking outside
to make sure nothing crazy had happened, my mom and
I promptly declared it to be title case, not our business,
and went to bed nob It wasn't until the next
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morning when I would find out what happened. Ten miles
away from my house, there was a silicon manufacturing plant,
and on the night of May third, twenty nineteen, the
plant exploded, and I mean exploded. The blast was not
only felt strongly at my parents' house ten miles away,
it was reportedly felt as far as twenty miles away
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from the plant itself. As it turns out, one of
the products they were making that night had the potential
to produce flammable gases, and that night something went very wrong.
The company of course, denies any wrongdoing. However, they were
fined one point six million dollars by OSHA for a
grand total of twelve quote wilful safety violations unquote, including
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the minor detail of not having flammable gas detectors.
Speaker 2 (13:02):
Four people lost their.
Speaker 4 (13:04):
Lives in this incident, including one man who reportedly ran
back into the building to make sure the rest of.
Speaker 2 (13:10):
His team was able to escape.
Speaker 4 (13:12):
It seems like a miracle that anyone survived at all.
For a long time, nothing remained of the building except
for several large metal tanks. However, it's now finally being rebuilt.
I currently live less than a mile from the facility,
so I certainly hope it doesn't explode again. Stay sexy
and always follow OSHA regulations.
Speaker 2 (13:30):
Kens.
Speaker 1 (13:31):
Wow, that's so terrifying. I feel like and huge. Yeah,
I just feel like that doesn't happens often. Like house,
you know, we have hot water heaters, we have gas
and all this. You know, it's just right there in
these neighborhoods, especially old houses, and the fact that it
doesn't happen more often. It happened in my town of
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Irvine once and I just as a kid, and we
drove by the house, and I just remember being terrified
of it, just how exploding.
Speaker 3 (14:00):
One house exploded.
Speaker 1 (14:01):
I think it was just a gas leak, you know,
nothing nefarious, but it's just like so scary, so scary,
and just so hard to predict and fix. I don't know, Yeah,
it's scary. Wow, that's so sad, and he ran into
save people.
Speaker 2 (14:15):
What I hear there's like a real hero in that story,
which is pretty cool. I wish you knew that guy's name.
Speaker 1 (14:22):
Never mind your own business. Always go out and check
out what it is.
Speaker 4 (14:28):
Not our I mean, I guess that the theory behind
you hear something as like loud, like an explosion, but
you can't see anything.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
You're like, well, yeah, he go drive around? Yes, yes,
what are you busy? What do you have work?
Speaker 4 (14:46):
Early?
Speaker 3 (14:47):
Only a reason to talk to neighbors is when something
goes wrong.
Speaker 4 (14:50):
Put on a fun light jacket and go stand in
the street and cross your arms.
Speaker 3 (14:54):
Gossip.
Speaker 4 (14:55):
I do gossip, look around, wait for someone else to
come out.
Speaker 1 (14:58):
It turns out the only reason I'll ever talk to
neighbors is something bad happens. And now that cookie wants
to meet every single person we walk by. She's just
ruining my avoidance of people.
Speaker 4 (15:09):
Oh yeah, if you have a puppy, your your avoidance
of people goes right out the windows.
Speaker 1 (15:13):
She gets ready to people and sits like when they're coming,
and is like, what's up.
Speaker 3 (15:18):
We're best friends.
Speaker 4 (15:20):
And then they freak out because it's a puppy sitting well, unless.
Speaker 3 (15:23):
They're assholes, and then I'm like, oh, yeah, good.
Speaker 2 (15:26):
Yeah, there's a lot of people that don't like dogs.
Speaker 3 (15:28):
Yeah, but she's so cute.
Speaker 1 (15:32):
Okay, Home alone, haunted piano. Howdy there, short, sweet and
slightly spooky story here. A few years ago, my husband
and I had just recently bought a home together. He
had left for the night to whoop it up with
his brother in town about an hour north of our house,
so I was alone in our new home for the
first time, allowing me the freedom to watch any soap
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operas I wanted and use the bathroom with the doors open.
Speaker 4 (15:58):
They meant, God, live it up, girl, Just keep those
doors open and fart as loud as you want.
Speaker 2 (16:05):
Oh my, fee yourself.
Speaker 1 (16:07):
I was enjoying my self care night, sitting at the
top of the stairs talking to my brother in law
on the phone, when suddenly the piano started playing scared shitless,
I hung up the phone.
Speaker 3 (16:17):
That's the wrong move first of all.
Speaker 5 (16:20):
Oh yeah, you stay on the phone, keep the line open,
and listened silently as the eerie but pleasant tune filled
our home and echoed off the walls and throw a
mostly empty.
Speaker 3 (16:31):
Home so like no furniture. That's even double terrifying.
Speaker 2 (16:34):
A nightmare intown.
Speaker 3 (16:35):
Uh huh.
Speaker 1 (16:36):
The music continued for almost a full minute, then silence
fell over the house, making it suddenly feel huge and
full of dark corners. When I finally got the courage
to walk downstairs, I checked their windows and they were shut.
I checked their speakers, they were off. I did all
in my power to promise myself that this music came
from inside our home.
Speaker 3 (16:55):
It sure did. The kicker we do not have a piano.
No what no, I thought she was.
Speaker 2 (17:09):
The kicker was going to be it's a player piano.
Speaker 4 (17:11):
It sure is.
Speaker 2 (17:12):
Shit ain't because they don't even have a mother piano?
Oh shit, girl, Well you do now?
Speaker 4 (17:19):
You do know?
Speaker 3 (17:20):
Get one? In case that ever happens again. You can
blame it.
Speaker 2 (17:23):
I true you have one. You can't see it.
Speaker 1 (17:25):
I truthfully believe that someone joined me that night, someone
who in their former life loved to play the piano.
They accompanied me on my evening alone, brought me a
housewarming present, and have since never returned.
Speaker 3 (17:39):
My husband and brother.
Speaker 1 (17:40):
In law still to this day give me a hard
time about the haunted piano. That's why you stay on
the phone, you say, Doug or whatever you hear it
the piano.
Speaker 3 (17:48):
Guess what, we don't have a piano.
Speaker 4 (17:49):
Come over right now, witness. Always keep the witness nearby,
that's right.
Speaker 1 (17:54):
But I will forever stand by the music that filled
the walls of our house this night as I sat
alone and at the top of our stairs.
Speaker 3 (18:01):
Thank you for reading. Xoxo exo Sam.
Speaker 1 (18:04):
I want to say, as someone who isn't afraid of
ghosts allegedly, to make it into a positive thing is
the best thing you can do. Like talk to them
if you're scared, and be like.
Speaker 3 (18:14):
Welcome to my home.
Speaker 1 (18:16):
You know. I feel like that's the way to not
freak yourself out is to think it's a podile spirit
or someone who loves you.
Speaker 4 (18:23):
As someone who does believe in ghosts and has been
hugged by one, right.
Speaker 2 (18:27):
Bullshit, move out of that house, get away.
Speaker 4 (18:33):
You're kidding yourself. Someone played the piano. Someone played a
ghost piano?
Speaker 1 (18:39):
Yeah, and again when Vince is gone for the night,
because real, for real and Cookie's barking at the corner.
Speaker 4 (18:45):
I can't believe Wait, what could that have been?
Speaker 2 (18:49):
What could that like? A neighbor turning the radio on
for me?
Speaker 1 (18:52):
An iPod that you forgot you had dying in a drawer?
Speaker 3 (18:56):
Oh maybe moving in rental to the drawer. Then yeah,
I just ran, do you have classical music on your iPod?
Like you're old over the old pianist?
Speaker 2 (19:06):
Are your Were you just having a memory?
Speaker 3 (19:09):
Is their toxic mold in your house? That's? Were you high?
Speaker 4 (19:14):
A hallucinating music? God's that was a real good twister.
Speaker 3 (19:21):
That was real good.
Speaker 2 (19:22):
Okay.
Speaker 4 (19:23):
The subject line of this one is a Les Miz
fan robbed my boyfriend.
Speaker 3 (19:28):
I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like.
Speaker 4 (19:30):
Dear Karen Georgia Stephen, Animals and Listeners. A few years ago,
a guy I had recently started dating invited me to
go skiing with him. Boom this this is a pretty
normal thing in New England, though a bit aggressive for
a third date. We had a great time and when
I when we got back home, I invited him into
my apartment for some dinner.
Speaker 3 (19:50):
Nice.
Speaker 2 (19:51):
He parked his car in the street, leaving two pairs of.
Speaker 4 (19:54):
Skis and all his ski gear in it, boots, poles,
et cetera. The next morning, no judgment, please, he went
out to his car and found the side window smashed
and everything stole. Oh.
Speaker 2 (20:08):
While he waited for the police to arrive, he noticed
a plastic bag in the back seat.
Speaker 4 (20:12):
In it, he found all his tax documents and a
four page letter from the thief.
Speaker 2 (20:17):
Yes, that's right.
Speaker 4 (20:18):
The thief went through everything he stole, realized the tax
documents had no value to him, but a lot of
value to my boyfriend, and returned them. The letter apologized
for ruining my boyfriend's day and explained what led him
to breaking into the car.
Speaker 1 (20:32):
Oh my god.
Speaker 2 (20:33):
The thief also said.
Speaker 4 (20:34):
That he hoped this would be a turning point for him,
like the candlesticks were for Jean Valjean. Oh my, I'm
a huge lab misrob fan and went crazy when I
saw this reference. My boyfriend, who had never seen Lemez,
had no idea what I was talking about. Anyway, The
note went on into such so much detail that any
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detective with the slightest.
Speaker 2 (20:57):
Interest could have solved this crime, but alas, the.
Speaker 4 (21:00):
Didn't have much sympathy for a guy who had ski's
stolen out of his car in a posh part of town.
Speaker 2 (21:05):
Naturally, I was certain.
Speaker 4 (21:06):
My new boyfriend was going to break up with me
after the robbery, but he stuck around. A few weeks later,
when dropping me off at work, I said, have a
great day, and he replied, stay sexy.
Speaker 2 (21:16):
Don't get murdered.
Speaker 4 (21:17):
Oh. Oh, Needless to say, I realized pretty quickly that
he was the white Heay. Fast forward four years and
we'll still be happy as ever, despite our wedding being
postponed a year. Merch idea, fuck you, I'm a COVID bride.
Oh that's genius.
Speaker 3 (21:36):
Oh my god, thanks for all you do.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
Susie, Susie.
Speaker 3 (21:42):
We caused a wedding, a marriage.
Speaker 4 (21:45):
Oh, we've been there for Susie. And let's just say
Dave because it is we, Susie and Dave and me
and Georgia all the way down the aisle.
Speaker 3 (21:54):
We caused a wedding like causing a car accident.
Speaker 2 (21:58):
I love the thief. That's just like, I really hope
this turns things around.
Speaker 3 (22:02):
I also love them.
Speaker 1 (22:02):
That's like here's why I'm in this position, and I
hope you can understand, and like you know, you're in
a poshpary town, so hopefully like you have insurance and replacing.
This isn't a big deal for you. But for me
this I'm able to pay for my school books to
go to theater school.
Speaker 4 (22:17):
But for me right now, the black market ski trade
is so lucrative that I could not walk by.
Speaker 1 (22:26):
What if what if you were like, here's the thing,
this is the name of the pawn shop. I'm going
to palm them off to you can buy them back
at a discount. Just give me a day or two.
Speaker 4 (22:35):
I'm going to make it really easy for you to
buy back your rented skis because I'm a good person,
ultimately good Samaritan.
Speaker 2 (22:44):
Anyway, right back soon, Love Jerry.
Speaker 1 (22:48):
Honestly, the tax document thing could have ruined his entire life. Yeah,
that is pretty meant. Mens's a he's a mensch thief,
you know, Yeah, like he's he's he could have sold
those to someone who.
Speaker 4 (23:05):
He's a rubber with a heart of gold. He's like,
I don't want what's worse for you in life? I
just need what I need to get buy.
Speaker 1 (23:10):
I need a couple hundred bucks to buy my Lames DVD,
so I refused to pirate it.
Speaker 3 (23:17):
That's bad morals.
Speaker 4 (23:18):
What if he was literally taking the cash that he
made off of ski rented ski boots and skis and
went and just straight over and bought tick front road
tickets to Layman's and they just can't stop.
Speaker 1 (23:31):
And changed his ways because of it. Yes, oh, this
has turned out to be a beautiful story.
Speaker 2 (23:37):
Oh what a minisode?
Speaker 5 (23:39):
Ah?
Speaker 1 (23:40):
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This is called dirty jobs and stingy mobs. Hello, extended
spooky family. A while back, I was listening to a
hometown that included a story about a mob boss in Tucson, Arizona.
My ears perked up and I texted my mom immediately.
I asked, am I remembering correctly that your dad painted
a mobster's house when he was younger, to which she
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replied he did. They provided him with a bodyguard all
day and paint him in cash and wine. Some weeks
later they called him back to chip bullets out of
a wall repair and repaint it for them, which, by
the way, I want to mention that do you paint houses?
In mob speak is basically saying will you assassinate someone
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for us? There's a book called I Heard you Paint
Houses about this guy's involvement in the mob, And so
maybe you got to look into your grandpa A little more.
Speaker 2 (01:34):
Wow, George's mafia fun facts. I would watch your surpress
a whole new area.
Speaker 3 (01:40):
That's right, bah bah.
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My grandfather and great uncle both painted people's homes and
businesses for years, interior years and exteriors outside in the
Arizona sun. This was like the fifties, so it resulted
in a lot of stories and a lot of skin cancer.
And then it said where sunscreen everyone, and shared with
me that the Mobster family my great uncle worked for
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owned a restaurant in town. He got tired of waiting
for the family to pay a past due invoice he'd
given them for painting their restaurant. So yeah, so my
great uncle took my grandfather and some other family members
to eat there one night. They ordered lots of wine
and lots of expensive food. When the bill came, my
great uncle refused to pay it, wrote a note on
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the check and told the server that the owner would understand,
and just left.
Speaker 2 (02:31):
No fucking way man the balls.
Speaker 1 (02:34):
The restaurant was absolutely used for money laundering, and I'm
honestly surprised that my grandfather and great uncle lived to
tell the tale. Apparently they got all of their work
as painters through word of mouth, no contracts or anything official,
and they were on the good side of a lot
of influential people in town.
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According to my mom, one of the.
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Local congressmen even gifted my grandfather a tiny handgun you
might find on a lady's garter belt that had once
been held as evidence from a crime for a time
and was told I don't know, and was told to
not tell anyone that he'd been given it. I'm so
glad that you chose that tussa on hometown a few
months ago, because I got the chance to learn all
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of these truly bananas things about my mom's side of
the family. Stay sexy and maybe don't dine and dash
when the mob owns the restaurant for real, Lucille, petty Lucille.
Speaker 2 (03:28):
That is so ballsy.
Speaker 4 (03:31):
It's so ballsy you are basically you're just like, yeah,
now you owe me money the mafia, right.
Speaker 1 (03:39):
But continue to hire me to do work. By the way,
don't stop doing that.
Speaker 3 (03:45):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (03:45):
Well, I bet they liked it though.
Speaker 4 (03:46):
I bet you that that's one of those like you
can see a Tony soprano type being like, I respect
you for that.
Speaker 3 (03:53):
Yeah, that guy's got futzbah.
Speaker 4 (03:56):
I love the idea of giving the gift of a
secret tiny gun.
Speaker 1 (03:59):
I mean, what's better than that of don't tell anyone?
Gift is like the best gift you could give someone.
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This subject line of this is my murderino mom's crazy hometown.
Hello to my favorite humans and animals, you all rock.
Let's skip the pleasantries and dig.
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Deep into this one.
Speaker 4 (04:16):
Okay, take command of the email at the top is
what I always say.
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That's the crucial.
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My mom has always been a huge fan of true
crime content and made me the Murderino I am now.
As a kid, she would always tell me messed up stories.
I always made her tell me over and over again.
Speaker 2 (04:34):
She would always tell me messed up stories.
Speaker 4 (04:36):
I always made her till Okay, there's probably supposed to
be a period, and they're somewhere, but I like the
way I read it the first time, some of which
I definitely had no business hearing at my age. I
have a million stories, including a crazy one about how
when my grandma was giving birth to my uncle in
her home in Italy during the sixties, a man who
had a hammer fall on his head from scaffolding ran
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into the nearest door mothers with his head cracked open
and blood everywhere, screaming. My uncle literally came out of
the womb purple from the trauma.
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Oh my god.
Speaker 4 (05:09):
But that's a story for another No, it's not. I
love I love a half teaser story.
Speaker 1 (05:15):
I love someone telling most of the story and then
being like, never mind, you know what, You're gonna.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Have to wait for the movie.
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I want to tell you my favorite of all my
mom's hometowns. This story has everything, so buckle in. My
mom grew up in Hoboken, New Jersey, known for its proximity.
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To Manhattan and being the home of.
Speaker 4 (05:35):
Carlo's Bakery aka Cake Boss from ohen that this here's
the rest of the sentence. For most of her formative years,
from the seventies through the nineties, there was a history
teacher at the local high school who was beloved by
everyone who had him, Mister Sake. In nineteen ninety eight,
twenty years after my mom graduated from said high school,
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mister Sake was shot dead as he was heading to
his car to leave for the day. The gunman then
walked a few blocks and shot himself. This was when
school had just let out, so there were tons of
student onlookers.
Speaker 2 (06:08):
Holy shit.
Speaker 4 (06:09):
Here's where it gets crazy. The gunman was the husband
of another former teacher at Hoboken High School. Apparently the
gunman became convinced that the two teachers were having an affair.
He kept sending threatening letters and phone calls to mister Sacke.
The kicker is that it wasn't true. The poor guy
was shot dead over an affair that never existed.
Speaker 3 (06:28):
I mean catalysts.
Speaker 1 (06:29):
Even if it had happened, there's no excuse for that.
Speaker 3 (06:33):
But that's just fucking extra tragic.
Speaker 2 (06:36):
Yeah, exactly.
Speaker 4 (06:37):
The catalyst for this conspiracy theory is that mister Soak
and his wife sent the man's wife a Christmas card
in nineteen ninety four.
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Because they worked together.
Speaker 4 (06:45):
Oh my god, because who doesn't send family Christmas cards
to mistresses?
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Right After dozens of.
Speaker 4 (06:51):
Harass and calls, the family chose to hire a lawyer
and not humor the deranged responses. It's believed that he
was then stopped for a lengthy period of time. This
story is so unbelievably sad, and it's obvious the guy
really needed a psychological help. This is why access to
good mental health services is so important. Thank you both
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for all that you do. You've got me through this
unbearable pandemic, and I still hope to see you at
a live show one day.
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Say sexy and you don't get murdered, Jess.
Speaker 3 (07:19):
Wow, what a sad story.
Speaker 1 (07:22):
Yeah, ghost sex at a Jewish camp. Actually, my last
two stories are ghost stories. Hi, Karen, Georgia Stephen at All.
This week Georgia did her quilt episode about ghosts, and
I thought you might enjoy this story. Like Georgia, I
also grew up going to a Jewish summer camp, but
in Wisconsin. Like many summer camps, this one had its
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very own ghost. Her name was It's either Sussy or Susie.
I'm gonna go with Sussy. Her name was Sussy the
version of her death story that I know. I'm sure
there are many goes like this. The founders of the
camp bought a big piece of property with an old
white house called the bay Ye, which literally just means
house in Hebrew.
Speaker 3 (08:02):
On it.
Speaker 1 (08:04):
Think rickety stairs, a big porch, absolutely spooky as fuck.
As the camp grew, the bay Yet was converted into
the camp library, a study room, and bedrooms for the
visiting rabbis. According to the legend, a young girl was
staying at the bayet, likely a rabbi's daughter or something,
and fell down the stairs, breaking her neck and dying.
Speaker 3 (08:25):
She haunts the camp to this day. My connection to
the camp ghost.
Speaker 1 (08:30):
There was a work program for seniors in high school
where you could be a junior staff member doing basic
maintenance and taking out the trash, weeding and cleaning.
Speaker 3 (08:38):
The public spaces.
Speaker 1 (08:40):
What high school student doesn't love fucking a good a
good weeding exactly. You didn't get paid, but it was
a chance to go to camp for free with less rules.
One oppressively hot night, the other girls and I convinced
our unit had to let us sleep in the bayete
on the first floor because it had air conditioning. Wisconsin's
summers with no air conditioning in a cabin, can you
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freaking imagine. We dragged our sleeping bags to the main room,
enjoying the candy we'd smuggled in and the ac At
one point, another girl stopped whatever camp gossip we were
talking about, claiming she heard something. We all immediately shut
the fuck up and heard a muffled girl's voice and
thumping coming from the back of the bayeat. We froze,
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terrified for Murderino reasons. I decided that investigating the sound
was a good idea, so two other girls and I
got up and crept slowly towards the noise. You're either
a get the fuck out of there or go towards
towards the noise kind of girl. Yeah, I think I'm
the ladder, which was coming from the small library next
to the main room. The library was dark, so I
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pushed open the door and flicked on the light, expected
to see some paranormal activity or maybe even Susy herself. Instead,
we found two of the college age counselors having sex
in the corner. Yeah, we screamed, slam the door shut,
and immediately ran back to the other girls to tell
them what happened and celebrate this trophy worthy piece of
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camp gossip. Yes, we never saw Sussy, but I can't
help but wonder how many sneaky camp quickies were interrupted
by small girl ghosts or just random campers.
Speaker 3 (10:17):
Stay sexy and watch where you do it.
Speaker 1 (10:19):
Steph from Chicago, Illinois, Illinois. PS, thank you so so
much for all the work you do to make this
podcast happen. Mondays and Thursdays feel like the chance for
me to catch up with my awesome older cousins each week.
You really do mean so so much to so many people.
Speaker 2 (10:34):
Thanks stuph Nice.
Speaker 1 (10:35):
I want to say it wasn't the by eat for
us at my Jewish camp.
Speaker 3 (10:40):
It was the swim house. What is that called? Like
the swimming pool offices? Pool house? Pool house? Thank you?
I made out in the pool house with my hell yes,
yes I did.
Speaker 2 (10:53):
Did it smell so good like chlorine?
Speaker 1 (10:55):
I love beautiful, clean smell of chlorine and a little
bit of mold.
Speaker 3 (11:01):
Yeah.
Speaker 4 (11:02):
I wonder if there even was a ghost at all,
or if every time the younger kids thought they heard
a ghost it was just the older.
Speaker 2 (11:08):
Counselor's hooking up.
Speaker 1 (11:09):
Absolutely, But I wonder if i'm older counselors hooking up
ever actually got haunted, because that seems likely.
Speaker 4 (11:15):
I mean, all of these are possibilities for the horror movie.
We're going to write about this.
Speaker 1 (11:20):
Bay yeat, andwhile Sassi's in the corner eating popcorn being like, yeah, yeah,
bring it this.
Speaker 4 (11:26):
The subject line is just explosion story. Great, Hello, Hello.
I heard some fun explosion stories on a Minisota a
couple of weeks ago and figured i'd write in with mine.
In May twenty nineteen, I was living with my parents
in the North Chicago suburbs, having recently finished with my
master's degree. One night, I was watching TV with my
mom when all of a sudden, there was a massive.
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Bang which shook the house.
Speaker 4 (11:48):
Having previously lived in apartments with dumpsters, it sounded and
felt a lot like when the garbage trucks would just
drop the dumpsters on the ground, but given that it
was ten pm, it clearly wasn't that. After looking outside
to make sure nothing crazy had happened, my mom and
I promptly declared it to be title case, not our business,
and went to bed nob It wasn't until the next
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morning when I would find out what happened. Ten miles
away from my house, there was a silicon manufacturing plant,
and on the night of May third, twenty nineteen, the
plant exploded, and I mean exploded. The blast was not
only felt strongly at my parents' house ten miles away,
it was reportedly felt as far as twenty miles away
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from the plant itself. As it turns out, one of
the products they were making that night had the potential
to produce flammable gases, and that night something went very wrong.
The company of course, denies any wrongdoing. However, they were
fined one point six million dollars by OSHA for a
grand total of twelve quote wilful safety violations unquote, including
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the minor detail of not having flammable gas detectors.
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Four people lost their.
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Lives in this incident, including one man who reportedly ran
back into the building to make sure the rest of.
Speaker 2 (13:10):
His team was able to escape.
Speaker 4 (13:12):
It seems like a miracle that anyone survived at all.
For a long time, nothing remained of the building except
for several large metal tanks. However, it's now finally being rebuilt.
I currently live less than a mile from the facility,
so I certainly hope it doesn't explode again. Stay sexy
and always follow OSHA regulations.
Speaker 2 (13:30):
Kens.
Speaker 1 (13:31):
Wow, that's so terrifying. I feel like and huge. Yeah,
I just feel like that doesn't happens often. Like house,
you know, we have hot water heaters, we have gas
and all this. You know, it's just right there in
these neighborhoods, especially old houses, and the fact that it
doesn't happen more often. It happened in my town of
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Irvine once and I just as a kid, and we
drove by the house, and I just remember being terrified
of it, just how exploding.
Speaker 3 (14:00):
One house exploded.
Speaker 1 (14:01):
I think it was just a gas leak, you know,
nothing nefarious, but it's just like so scary, so scary,
and just so hard to predict and fix. I don't know, Yeah,
it's scary. Wow, that's so sad, and he ran into
save people.
Speaker 2 (14:15):
What I hear there's like a real hero in that story,
which is pretty cool. I wish you knew that guy's name.
Speaker 1 (14:22):
Never mind your own business. Always go out and check
out what it is.
Speaker 4 (14:28):
Not our I mean, I guess that the theory behind
you hear something as like loud, like an explosion, but
you can't see anything.
Speaker 2 (14:37):
You're like, well, yeah, he go drive around? Yes, yes,
what are you busy? What do you have work?
Speaker 4 (14:46):
Early?
Speaker 3 (14:47):
Only a reason to talk to neighbors is when something
goes wrong.
Speaker 4 (14:50):
Put on a fun light jacket and go stand in
the street and cross your arms.
Speaker 3 (14:54):
Gossip.
Speaker 4 (14:55):
I do gossip, look around, wait for someone else to
come out.
Speaker 1 (14:58):
It turns out the only reason I'll ever talk to
neighbors is something bad happens. And now that cookie wants
to meet every single person we walk by. She's just
ruining my avoidance of people.
Speaker 4 (15:09):
Oh yeah, if you have a puppy, your your avoidance
of people goes right out the windows.
Speaker 1 (15:13):
She gets ready to people and sits like when they're coming,
and is like, what's up.
Speaker 3 (15:18):
We're best friends.
Speaker 4 (15:20):
And then they freak out because it's a puppy sitting well, unless.
Speaker 3 (15:23):
They're assholes, and then I'm like, oh, yeah, good.
Speaker 2 (15:26):
Yeah, there's a lot of people that don't like dogs.
Speaker 3 (15:28):
Yeah, but she's so cute.
Speaker 1 (15:32):
Okay, Home alone, haunted piano. Howdy there, short, sweet and
slightly spooky story here. A few years ago, my husband
and I had just recently bought a home together. He
had left for the night to whoop it up with
his brother in town about an hour north of our house,
so I was alone in our new home for the
first time, allowing me the freedom to watch any soap
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operas I wanted and use the bathroom with the doors open.
Speaker 4 (15:58):
They meant, God, live it up, girl, Just keep those
doors open and fart as loud as you want.
Speaker 2 (16:05):
Oh my, fee yourself.
Speaker 1 (16:07):
I was enjoying my self care night, sitting at the
top of the stairs talking to my brother in law
on the phone, when suddenly the piano started playing scared shitless,
I hung up the phone.
Speaker 3 (16:17):
That's the wrong move first of all.
Speaker 5 (16:20):
Oh yeah, you stay on the phone, keep the line open,
and listened silently as the eerie but pleasant tune filled
our home and echoed off the walls and throw a
mostly empty.
Speaker 3 (16:31):
Home so like no furniture. That's even double terrifying.
Speaker 2 (16:34):
A nightmare intown.
Speaker 3 (16:35):
Uh huh.
Speaker 1 (16:36):
The music continued for almost a full minute, then silence
fell over the house, making it suddenly feel huge and
full of dark corners. When I finally got the courage
to walk downstairs, I checked their windows and they were shut.
I checked their speakers, they were off. I did all
in my power to promise myself that this music came
from inside our home.
Speaker 3 (16:55):
It sure did. The kicker we do not have a piano.
No what no, I thought she was.
Speaker 2 (17:09):
The kicker was going to be it's a player piano.
Speaker 4 (17:11):
It sure is.
Speaker 2 (17:12):
Shit ain't because they don't even have a mother piano?
Oh shit, girl, Well you do now?
Speaker 4 (17:19):
You do know?
Speaker 3 (17:20):
Get one? In case that ever happens again. You can
blame it.
Speaker 2 (17:23):
I true you have one. You can't see it.
Speaker 1 (17:25):
I truthfully believe that someone joined me that night, someone
who in their former life loved to play the piano.
They accompanied me on my evening alone, brought me a
housewarming present, and have since never returned.
Speaker 3 (17:39):
My husband and brother.
Speaker 1 (17:40):
In law still to this day give me a hard
time about the haunted piano. That's why you stay on
the phone, you say, Doug or whatever you hear it
the piano.
Speaker 3 (17:48):
Guess what, we don't have a piano.
Speaker 4 (17:49):
Come over right now, witness. Always keep the witness nearby,
that's right.
Speaker 1 (17:54):
But I will forever stand by the music that filled
the walls of our house this night as I sat
alone and at the top of our stairs.
Speaker 3 (18:01):
Thank you for reading. Xoxo exo Sam.
Speaker 1 (18:04):
I want to say, as someone who isn't afraid of
ghosts allegedly, to make it into a positive thing is
the best thing you can do. Like talk to them
if you're scared, and be like.
Speaker 3 (18:14):
Welcome to my home.
Speaker 1 (18:16):
You know. I feel like that's the way to not
freak yourself out is to think it's a podile spirit
or someone who loves you.
Speaker 4 (18:23):
As someone who does believe in ghosts and has been
hugged by one, right.
Speaker 2 (18:27):
Bullshit, move out of that house, get away.
Speaker 4 (18:33):
You're kidding yourself. Someone played the piano. Someone played a
ghost piano?
Speaker 1 (18:39):
Yeah, and again when Vince is gone for the night,
because real, for real and Cookie's barking at the corner.
Speaker 4 (18:45):
I can't believe Wait, what could that have been?
Speaker 2 (18:49):
What could that like? A neighbor turning the radio on
for me?
Speaker 1 (18:52):
An iPod that you forgot you had dying in a drawer?
Speaker 3 (18:56):
Oh maybe moving in rental to the drawer. Then yeah,
I just ran, do you have classical music on your iPod?
Like you're old over the old pianist?
Speaker 2 (19:06):
Are your Were you just having a memory?
Speaker 3 (19:09):
Is their toxic mold in your house? That's? Were you high?
Speaker 4 (19:14):
A hallucinating music? God's that was a real good twister.
Speaker 3 (19:21):
That was real good.
Speaker 2 (19:22):
Okay.
Speaker 4 (19:23):
The subject line of this one is a Les Miz
fan robbed my boyfriend.
Speaker 3 (19:28):
I can't even imagine what it's gonna be like.
Speaker 4 (19:30):
Dear Karen Georgia Stephen, Animals and Listeners. A few years ago,
a guy I had recently started dating invited me to
go skiing with him. Boom this this is a pretty
normal thing in New England, though a bit aggressive for
a third date. We had a great time and when
I when we got back home, I invited him into
my apartment for some dinner.
Speaker 3 (19:50):
Nice.
Speaker 2 (19:51):
He parked his car in the street, leaving two pairs of.
Speaker 4 (19:54):
Skis and all his ski gear in it, boots, poles,
et cetera. The next morning, no judgment, please, he went
out to his car and found the side window smashed
and everything stole. Oh.
Speaker 2 (20:08):
While he waited for the police to arrive, he noticed
a plastic bag in the back seat.
Speaker 4 (20:12):
In it, he found all his tax documents and a
four page letter from the thief.
Speaker 2 (20:17):
Yes, that's right.
Speaker 4 (20:18):
The thief went through everything he stole, realized the tax
documents had no value to him, but a lot of
value to my boyfriend, and returned them. The letter apologized
for ruining my boyfriend's day and explained what led him
to breaking into the car.
Speaker 1 (20:32):
Oh my god.
Speaker 2 (20:33):
The thief also said.
Speaker 4 (20:34):
That he hoped this would be a turning point for him,
like the candlesticks were for Jean Valjean. Oh my, I'm
a huge lab misrob fan and went crazy when I
saw this reference. My boyfriend, who had never seen Lemez,
had no idea what I was talking about. Anyway, The
note went on into such so much detail that any
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detective with the slightest.
Speaker 2 (20:57):
Interest could have solved this crime, but alas, the.
Speaker 4 (21:00):
Didn't have much sympathy for a guy who had ski's
stolen out of his car in a posh part of town.
Speaker 2 (21:05):
Naturally, I was certain.
Speaker 4 (21:06):
My new boyfriend was going to break up with me
after the robbery, but he stuck around. A few weeks later,
when dropping me off at work, I said, have a
great day, and he replied, stay sexy.
Speaker 2 (21:16):
Don't get murdered.
Speaker 4 (21:17):
Oh. Oh, Needless to say, I realized pretty quickly that
he was the white Heay. Fast forward four years and
we'll still be happy as ever, despite our wedding being
postponed a year. Merch idea, fuck you, I'm a COVID bride.
Oh that's genius.
Speaker 3 (21:36):
Oh my god, thanks for all you do.
Speaker 2 (21:40):
Susie, Susie.
Speaker 3 (21:42):
We caused a wedding, a marriage.
Speaker 4 (21:45):
Oh, we've been there for Susie. And let's just say
Dave because it is we, Susie and Dave and me
and Georgia all the way down the aisle.
Speaker 3 (21:54):
We caused a wedding like causing a car accident.
Speaker 2 (21:58):
I love the thief. That's just like, I really hope
this turns things around.
Speaker 3 (22:02):
I also love them.
Speaker 1 (22:02):
That's like here's why I'm in this position, and I
hope you can understand, and like you know, you're in
a poshpary town, so hopefully like you have insurance and replacing.
This isn't a big deal for you. But for me
this I'm able to pay for my school books to
go to theater school.
Speaker 4 (22:17):
But for me right now, the black market ski trade
is so lucrative that I could not walk by.
Speaker 1 (22:26):
What if what if you were like, here's the thing,
this is the name of the pawn shop. I'm going
to palm them off to you can buy them back
at a discount. Just give me a day or two.
Speaker 4 (22:35):
I'm going to make it really easy for you to
buy back your rented skis because I'm a good person,
ultimately good Samaritan.
Speaker 2 (22:44):
Anyway, right back soon, Love Jerry.
Speaker 1 (22:48):
Honestly, the tax document thing could have ruined his entire life. Yeah,
that is pretty meant. Mens's a he's a mensch thief,
you know, Yeah, like he's he's he could have sold
those to someone who.
Speaker 4 (23:05):
He's a rubber with a heart of gold. He's like,
I don't want what's worse for you in life? I
just need what I need to get buy.
Speaker 1 (23:10):
I need a couple hundred bucks to buy my Lames DVD,
so I refused to pirate it.
Speaker 3 (23:17):
That's bad morals.
Speaker 4 (23:18):
What if he was literally taking the cash that he
made off of ski rented ski boots and skis and
went and just straight over and bought tick front road
tickets to Layman's and they just can't stop.
Speaker 1 (23:31):
And changed his ways because of it. Yes, oh, this
has turned out to be a beautiful story.
Speaker 2 (23:37):
Oh what a minisode?
Speaker 5 (23:39):
Ah?
Speaker 1 (23:40):
Hey, oh you love minisodes and want more. We're each
doing one extra story every week for the fan Cult.
They're called mini minisodes, so make sure you check that out.
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Speaker 4 (24:00):
And if you're not interested in that, then why don't
you go ahead and stay sexy and don't get murdered?
Speaker 3 (24:04):
Goodbye, Elvis. Do you want a cookie?
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