August 4, 2025 • 24 mins
This week’s hometowns include a witness in a murder trial and a run-in with White Boy Rick at a car wash.
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Speaker 1 (00:06):
Live, Hello and welcome my favorite murder the minies. We
read you your stories, you love them, We love them.
Speaker 2 (00:25):
You go okay, I'll do this one first. The subject
line is I was a witness in a murder trial.
UK hometown story. Oh, it says, hey, ladies. In March
twenty fourteen, I was twenty three. I was out having
a few drinks and a dance with my friends in
the only bar club, and then parentheses it says think awful,
sticky floors and dodgy patrons in our sleepy hometown in Hampshire,
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Southern England. The club closed and we wandered down the
road to the kebab shop, which is a staple after
a night out in the UK. That's true. I've seen
that elly in Glasgow Cobb love it right. Sitting outside
to eat our greasy treats, we were approached by two
brothers in their twenties who had clearly overindulged in the
alcohol and were still swigging from a bottle of Southern Comfort.
Speaker 1 (01:09):
Oh no, put it down.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
We used to drink Southern Comfort and like, just thinking
about it, it's just disgusting. The men seemed friendly at first,
but after a while it was clear the situation could
turn at any second, which it did. They squared up
to a couple of male friends of mine, being one
of only two women there and a six foot tall
one at that I tried my best to diffuse the
situation and put myself between them, generally engaging them in
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small talk and having a laugh with them. One of
them even put his arm around me in a kind
of a hug. Eventually they left us alone and some
of the group went off home. I managed to shepherd
the rest of our group towards the taxi rank, where
we encountered them again. They were a bit more aggressive
this time, determined to find out where we lived, but
we lied and told them a village quite far away.
They left us again. We all got home without incident.
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Fast forward to the next morning and I woke up
to countless messages from friends, social media tags, etc. That
the police were looking for anyone who had witnessed anyone
acting aggressively the previous night. I contacted the local police station,
who arranged for their head murder detective to come out.
They call the murder detective, love It murder detective to
come out and take a statement. The following day. I
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gave a full statement for the entire evening, recalling as
much as I could. The news breaks that a local
shopkeeper had been attacked and beaten to death as he
brought in the morning newspapers. The police were looking for
two brothers in their early twenties. I was summoned to court,
gave evidence on the witness stand for two hours, cross
examined by two defense attorneys, even had to correct them
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a few times. They mistook me for my friend who
is six foot four and bald and mail. I was
six foot with pink, curly hair. The brothers were sentenced
to life. The victim was thirty five years old and
he left behind his pregnant wife and a five year
old son. He ran the local newsagents and was the
most selfless person. When I left court, his brother in
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law was there. He smiled at me in mouth thank you,
which made every bit of stress of court completely worth it. Wow. Sorry,
this was a long one. I felt it needed a
proper story, and then it just assigned Kirsty your newest Murderino. Kirsty,
that was an incredible night job email for you, being
new to this place. Totally. You did it perfectly, did
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it and wow, that's a really hard thing to do,
to go up and.
Speaker 1 (03:29):
Testify like that and so scary.
Speaker 2 (03:31):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (03:31):
Wow, I have a crimy one too. Okay, this is
called Wesley Allen Dodd, serial killer hometown. We heard him?
Speaker 2 (03:38):
Yes? Have we covered him?
Speaker 1 (03:39):
I don't think we've covered him. But he's from the
Pacific Northwest and I'm reading that book murder Land right now.
Let's talk about it next time. Okay, we'll talk about it. Hi, Murderinos.
I was born and raised in Camus, Washington, a little
town just across the Columbia River from Portland, Oregon. The
Pacific Northwest is an absolutely magical ethereal place with gorgeous
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mountains and never ending trees. All the rain makes it
seem like a fairyland of mist and moss and waterfalls.
And here's my contribution and lead fucking arsenic like.
Speaker 2 (04:12):
No spoiler, no spoiler, huge spoiler.
Speaker 1 (04:16):
It's also location of choice for some of history's most
prolific serial killers. But because all that rain and fog
is also pretty dark and creepy and full of lead.
Speaker 2 (04:24):
My friend's mom and ghosts and demons, my friend's.
Speaker 1 (04:27):
Mom had a run in with who she would later
recognize as Ted Bundy. Gary Ridgeway, aka the Green River Killer,
was caught and incarcerated just north of my town and
my very own hometown serial killer story took place when
I was three years old. Our idyllic downtown had a
charming old theater called the Liberty. We were never allowed
to go to the bathroom alone there because of a
vague story my mom told us about a boy being kidnapped.
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When I was older, my mom finally told me what
actually happened. In nineteen eighty nine, a six year old
boy named James was grabbed from the Liberty Theater bathroom
by a man tried to drag him through the lobby.
The boy was kicking and screaming and fighting like hell,
so the man dropped him and ran. James went back
to tell his mom and her boyfriend, the most badass
dude ever, William Graves. When William heard, he said quote,
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fire hit my eyes, and he left the theater to
search for the wannabe kidnapper.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Fire hit my eyes.
Speaker 1 (05:21):
Yeah, yeah, I don't know, I've never heard this. In
a twist of weird fate, he found him just a
couple blocks away, where his car was stalled ooh. He
played it cool and approached him, asking if he needed help.
When the guy got out of the car, William put
him in a chokehold and told him if he moved,
he'd snap his neck. Yes, he walked him all the
way back to the theater and tied his hands with
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a belt. The police got there and arrested the man,
who turned out to be Wesley Allen Dodd, a pedophile
serial killer who had been terrorizing the area.
Speaker 2 (05:52):
This is the best ending of a serial killer story.
I've ever heard of this.
Speaker 1 (05:56):
A nightstalker like these two. Yes, yes, my god?
Speaker 2 (05:59):
Yeah?
Speaker 1 (06:00):
How do we not know his fine?
Speaker 2 (06:01):
I know? How have I never heard this?
Speaker 1 (06:03):
I can't wait for you to read murder Land. He
had murdered three boys, including two brothers, and some of
the most heartbreaking scenarios. During his trial, he told the
court that they needed to sentence him to death or
he would kill again. The things they found in his
apartment were absolutely terrifying, and since he was only twenty
eight years old at the time of his capture, who
knows what else he would have done if he hadn't
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been caught.
Speaker 2 (06:25):
I know that there was a really I wonder if
I read this story and then didn't do it at
a live show.
Speaker 1 (06:31):
This is one that I think we both would have
passed on a lot. Yes, it's like because it's terrible
child murder. Yeah, Like we couldn't even get to the ending.
That is kind because it's so bad. He was executed
by hanging in nineteen ninety three. I don't think you've
covered him before. It'd be a great story to tell.
I spent a lot of time in that theater during
my childhood and teen years and never once went into
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that bathroom alone. Hell no, And to this day I
cannot go to the bathroom alone in any movie theater,
and my kids are never allowed to either. I've also
told them the story many times as an example of
exactly what to do if someone tries to kidnap them.
Bite and kick and scream and get the attention of
anyone and everyone. Never let them take you to a
second location, Stay sexy and work on your serial killer
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choke hold Shanna she her.
Speaker 2 (07:19):
What was that guy's name again?
Speaker 1 (07:20):
William Graves? Fuck yes, William Gray's boyfriend. You know, I
bet he was like tough? What the yeah? I mean?
Speaker 2 (07:28):
But also what an amazing moment to be like immediately
take action and then get to like, there's so many
stories like that where it's like, then he beat the
shit out of him, then suddenly he's going to jail
or something like that, and instead it's like, this is
a citizen's arrest. Totally, he did the whole thing, right.
Speaker 1 (07:43):
I want to read everything about it now.
Speaker 2 (07:45):
Oh okay, Well the only way I can follow that story, yeah,
is with tornadoes and a hero dog. The subject line
of this email high ladies. It was summer two thousand
and eight in the intensely Midwest town where I grew up.
I was nine, my middle sister was seven, and my
younger sister was four.
Speaker 1 (08:06):
What a group?
Speaker 2 (08:06):
What a group. My mom was at home with us
that day, and my dad was working at his office
across town. It was early afternoon and my sisters and
I were playing out on the lawn in the sunshine.
Suddenly the air began to thicken and the sky turned
the telltale shade of green that every Midwesterner recognizes as
a sign that tornadoes are near. Weird, it's insane, And
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then in parentheses it says, it's a sixth sense. We
have the sky's green. Mostly that's the fifth son of site.
My mom called us inside and turned on the local news,
where the news anchor confirmed our suspicions a tornado had
been spotted in a nearby town. The tornado sirens began
to blare. I want to live through this one time? Why,
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I mean, it just would be so scary and heightened.
I'm good, Yeah, I don't want to. I don't know.
It feels like a bungee jumping thing.
Speaker 1 (08:56):
Yeah, but you don't know how it's going to end,
is the problem.
Speaker 2 (08:59):
No, And the video of like when a tornado's like this,
and it's just like, yeah, no, I told you how.
I made my cousins watch it. It was like caught
on tape tornado.
Speaker 1 (09:08):
Oh yeah.
Speaker 2 (09:08):
And we sat around watching it one night and was
one of most upstat in things of all time. It's insane, Okay. Anyway,
the tornado sirens began to blair, and we headed down
to the basement, taking our cat and standard poodle, Mister
Bubbles with us. Meanwhile, my dad was at his office
about fifteen minutes away. He and my mom had spoken
on the phone, and he confirmed that he would be
staying in his office's basement to wait out the storm.
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After a while, the sirens stopped and we emerged from
the basement, only to hear the sirens blast again. A
few minutes later a second tornado had formed, and then
in parentheses it says this is actually pretty common. We
went to the basement again, assuming my dad would be
doing the same across town. Little did we know, the
man decided he could shoot the gap between the two
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tornadoes and drive home before the second tornado reached our town.
So while we were all hunkered down and thinking he
was safe too, my dad was actually casually beginning his
fifteen minute drive home. Obviously, this did not go well.
Speaker 1 (10:06):
Oh my god.
Speaker 2 (10:07):
When he talks about it now, he says he got
halfway through the journey when he suddenly spotted the tornado.
It was barreling across a cornfield toward his car. He
gunned it, his words, as fast as he could, screeched
into our driveway and went to throw open the front door,
but it was locked.
Speaker 1 (10:25):
What.
Speaker 2 (10:27):
Sorry, it's like out in the middle of the Midwest cornfield.
Speaker 1 (10:31):
Locked the door during a tornado.
Speaker 2 (10:32):
Yeah, let's get this, no tornado bandits. But it was locked,
and he had forgotten his house key at the office,
so This left my dad banging on the door, looking
over his shoulder at an approaching tornado. Holy, you're right,
I don't want to do it, yeah, and yelling for
anyone to come unlock the door, and then a parentheses
it says, and probably shitting himself. Downstairs, we were blissfully
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unaware of his shouting, as we couldn't hear him at
all over the wind of the storm. But Bubble, our
poodle could. Bubbles, usually a quiet gentle fella, sprinted up
the basement stairs, barking and howling. My mom chased after
him to wrangle him back into safety to the basement.
But when she got upstairs and she went to grab
his collar, she paused out from the shelter of the basement,
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she could hear my dad pounding on the door. She
ran over to the door, peered out to sea on Earth,
who was there during a tornado? Tornado the tornado acting
all polite, and she saw my dad soaked in rain
water and flung it open. I'm sure she had a
few choice words for him later, but at that moment,
everyone was just happy to have the whole family safe
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at home. Thank you for ever, and that goes into
us and like Bubbles needs another moment. Yeah, Bubbles, that
dad would be absolutely dead.
Speaker 1 (11:46):
Good boy.
Speaker 2 (11:47):
Okay, it says thanks to everything you do, my mom's sisters,
aunt and I are all murderinos. Keep up the good
work SSDGM, and don't try to outrun a tornado because
you probably can't see. See.
Speaker 1 (12:00):
Oh that's so terrifying, terrifying, so crazy. Yeah, I'm good.
I'm good. I'm not ever experiencing that.
Speaker 2 (12:08):
Yeah, you're right.
Speaker 1 (12:09):
I mean, earthquakes are bad enough.
Speaker 2 (12:10):
I think it's you know what it is the moment
of those tornado siren going off, same as a tsunami,
where all of a sudden, everyone is totally aligned with
like we're all in this thing together, like time to
yeah go, what would that be?
Speaker 1 (12:23):
Like? Yeah, I hear you in LA.
Speaker 2 (12:25):
I don't want that to happen because that's just out
of my way. I'm the most important person in the world.
Right But in the wide open Midwest, I.
Speaker 1 (12:32):
Think that they're a little more polite about they're disasters. Okay,
probably this one's about white Boy Rick, who I covered recently.
That's right, Okay, and just starts, Oh my god, you guys,
My husband and I are driving home from the family
cabin with earbuds in because obviously we are in the
brink and cannot handle our children anymore. And we started
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episode for eighty seven. How cute that they listen to
a podcast together with tether. As soon as Georgia started
the story, my husband and I started cracking up, and
my husband said, see, I fucking told you everyone knows
white boy Rick. We live about thirty minutes north of Detroit,
and a few weeks ago, Raoul husband was at the
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car wash and came home extra pumped, telling me, you're
never going to guess who I talked to. I look
over and there's this guy dressed in all white and
I thought, holy shit, I think that's white boy Rick.
He walked over to him and said Rick, and he
said yeah. Raoul said, holy shit, white boy Rick, what's up?
He said. They started talking about where they live, what
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Rool does for a living, and like basic life stuff.
Raoul left with Snowman Swag. Remember that was his nickname
that he had on his car and he now sells.
Speaker 2 (13:45):
Like but no actual snow Snowman.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
And they exchanged phone numbers or Riol said he texted
with him recently, probably something I should be aware of
that my husband is yucking it up with white boy Rick,
but whatever, and said he was really cool. Pretty sure.
He called everyone he knew when he got home and
gave them the same quiz quote. Okay, so I just
met someone who is the most famous white guy in Detroit,
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and every single person responded with oh, white boy Rick,
like duh, and everyone was equally as pump as Raoul.
We now have a totally inappropriate picture of our five
year old wearing a snowman pot shot baseball hat and
a selfie of Raoul and Rick. Anyway, wanted to share
the random connection. Love you guys. Please know you're a
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badass for what you do for so many reasons. SSDGM Whitney.
Speaker 2 (14:35):
That is so hilarious And.
Speaker 1 (14:37):
The title was met white Boy Rick at a car wash.
Speaker 2 (14:40):
Was sorry, But at the end of your story about
white boy Rick is he just like regular life Now.
Speaker 1 (14:45):
He was the longest serving non violent drug event in like,
you know, history, and they let him out finally and
he started yet like a fag.
Speaker 2 (14:55):
Noah a prophet. He started a wipe boy Rick prophet and.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
Like pot strains too, because it's devil now, you know.
Speaker 2 (15:03):
Yeah, God, that's ironic.
Speaker 1 (15:04):
I know that's I love that. Yeah, local fucking famous,
that's pretty crazy.
Speaker 2 (15:11):
If you have any white boy Rick interactions, we'd love
to hear about them. My last one is the celebrity interaction.
Great and the subject line is you asked for it,
celebrity interaction. It just gets right into it. I've tried
submitting a classic hometown a dad story, and now for
my third attempt, I'm just going to kiss keep it simple,
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stupid with a traditional celebrity interactions slash sighting story. Being
born and raised in la Hey, that's rare. It was
somewhat common to come across celebrities in their natural habitat,
but you knew never to approach or bother. While working
at several restaurants, tons of Lakers players came in. John
Corbett and Bo Derek Rome from Sublime asked me for
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some weed. Steve Wozniak left a fellow server a sheet
of connected two dollar bills which which basically quadripled the tip,
so like an uncut have two dollars bills, which now
they're so rare that would be wow. And even the
President of Honduras at some point while out in about
during my twenties, Natalie Portman sat down next to me,
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and then my boyfriend while at dinner, and my then
boyfriend and then my boy she first sat down next
to me. Giovanni Rubisi was at another location with another boyfriend,
and I saw Kevin from the Backstreet Boys at another restaurant.
And again, as a born and raised Angelina, you never
bother them, and you basically act like they don't exist.
You simply nudge the person next to you and then
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with your eyes say look totally.
Speaker 1 (16:40):
Oh my god. I did that the other day and
Vintce went what And I was like, what is wrong
with you?
Speaker 2 (16:44):
There's a reason we're doing I stuff.
Speaker 1 (16:46):
Yeah, what's that actor from the nineties, He was in
Swingers Living His wife is famous too, and she's so gorgeous.
I saw them at found Oysters, very exciting.
Speaker 2 (16:56):
It's very funny that you cite him as being in Swingers,
because I don't know. I don't watch it. I never
watched that movie. But the Office Movie was my staple,
The Office Movie, Office Space, Office Space.
Speaker 1 (17:08):
Yes, I should have gone there first.
Speaker 2 (17:10):
Well, I mean, it's like, whatever comes up, but your
thoughts are wrong, that's all I'm trying to tell you. However,
there was one occasion where copious amounts of alcohol led
me to abandon all protocol when it comes to celebrities,
and it remains a favorite story to tell to this day.
My friend and I are standing in line for a
pinback concert at the gorgeous l Ray Theater circa two
thousand and nine Nice, and between the pre partying at
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home and then in the car before going into the venue,
we are thoroughly looped up. The energy is great, everyone
is excited, and these guys start chatting us up in line.
One in particular is paying attention to us when another
one of his friends joins in the mild flirtation. I
don't remember my brain making this connection, but all of
a sudden, I am petting this man's face, full on petting,
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stroking my hand down his cheek in a loving way.
Speaker 1 (18:00):
Oh no, he.
Speaker 2 (18:01):
Inquires, but musedly, why are you petting me? And I answered,
because you're mc lovin. That's right. At the height of
super bad stardom, Christopher mintz Plass is standing in line
with us, and I am petting his fucking face. Oh
my god. He was such a good sport about it.
And eventually the line started moving and we all went
in to see the show. I believe we waved them
from afar once in the venue, but that was the
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end of our celebrity encounter.
Speaker 1 (18:25):
That's nice.
Speaker 2 (18:27):
And then it says I have since stopped drinking almost
nine years sober, and while some of my drunker moments
make me cringe, some of them just make me laugh.
I mean that one's beautiful.
Speaker 1 (18:36):
Congratulations.
Speaker 2 (18:37):
Also, I would like to shout out my dearest friend Wenas,
who not only introduced me to this podcast, but witnessed
this drunken exchange and many more, and in spite of
it all, remains my friend this day. Say sexy and
don't pet the celebrities. Aaron see Aaron c Oh, my gosh,
that's not nice.
Speaker 1 (18:56):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (18:57):
Here's the thing I think sometimes, like when young guys
get super famous, yeah, it's hard for them to handle.
Like in a situation like that, I would absolutely see
any famous movie star type person being like, get her
away from me totally, and instead he's just like, what's
going on?
Speaker 1 (19:13):
Why are you patting my face? It's like, you know
the answer, you know the answer. You're a mcleven.
Speaker 2 (19:17):
It's your face that makes me love you.
Speaker 1 (19:19):
Okay, this is my last one. It sounds like a
Karen kil Gariff and Laura Kilgarriff story.
Speaker 2 (19:24):
Oh you know, we write in all the time, and
we just signed different names.
Speaker 1 (19:28):
Toddler Grocery Store Adventure, Hi MFM crew. I could never
decide if this was a nineties kid slash parent story
or a big sister making a little sister do something story,
and I knew it wasn't quite trash parents, So I
was excited when you opened the hometowns to just about anything. Yes,
I know that was a while ago, but I'm pretty
great at procrastinating. Anyway, here we go. It was summer
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in the early nineties and I was five years old
and my sister was three. Our mom had gone to
the grocery store and asked us multiple times if we
wanted to go with her. We told her we want
to stay home with our dad, who had just started
cutting the grass. She left, and of course, shortly after
we changed our minds. I decided that we could walk
to the grocery store and are on our own, since
it was just through the neighborhood and we'd gone that
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way a million times. What my five year old brain
did not understand was that it was a mile away.
Oh that's a long way for tiny, little five.
Speaker 2 (20:20):
Year old books, little legs.
Speaker 1 (20:22):
Yeah, so I strapped a bungee cord around my sister
to keep her safe, I guess, and we started walking
down the street. Now, if you ask my dad, he
will tell you he was cutting the backyard. But I
distinctly remember him being in the front as we crept by,
waiting to see if he'd catch us. Yeah, he did not,
and off we went. I remember it was a long walk,
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and I forgot about how to navigate the long parking
lot of the shopping center that was before the grocery store.
Speaker 2 (20:49):
The superbubia, like, yeah, you're coming out, little short, tiny
kids five and three, the most dangerous place for them
to be walking.
Speaker 1 (20:57):
Anyway, we made it safely to the store, and I
asked an employee to my mom to the front of
the store. Luckily she had told us how to do
this in case we ever got lost in the store.
My mom came up front, very confused to find her
two toddlers, beat red from the summer heat, just standing
there with a bungee cord. A bungee cord like makes.
Speaker 2 (21:15):
It it's so goods like this will do it.
Speaker 1 (21:17):
She quickly checked out, and as we were walking out,
my dad pulled up to the store. Apparently they had
recently had a few arguments about taking us places without
telling the other, causing panic. My mom saw his angry
face and said, don't even because the dad thought that
she took the kids and didn't tell him. She said,
don't even, pointed out our red faces and said they
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walked here, meaning I did not take them without telling you, motherfucker.
You did not see them walk by.
Speaker 2 (21:46):
And also she doesn't have to argue because it's like,
take a look at tomato number one and name weddy
little fucking kids.
Speaker 1 (21:54):
I don't remember the consequences from there, but apparently it
became a funny story that my mom told her friend
down the street. After that, the neighbor would jokingly call
when she was out of milk and ask her mom
to send the girls to the store for her. That
same neighbor begged my sister and I to tell the
story in our maid of honor speeches at each other's weddings.
I of course obliged. I told my sister's husband I
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was handing over the bungee cord to him to take
care of my little sister.
Speaker 2 (22:19):
Oh that's so sweet.
Speaker 1 (22:21):
Sweet. Yes, I really thought about bringing a bungee cord
to hand to him, but I decided against a bunch
of drunk people having access to one of those.
Speaker 2 (22:29):
Also, you don't need props. Your stories good in.
Speaker 1 (22:31):
Now, totally. I also questioned my mom recently if we
were three and five or almost three and five, since
this was in the summer and both our birthdays are
in late August, meaning they could have been.
Speaker 2 (22:42):
Two and four.
Speaker 1 (22:43):
Yep, she swears we were three and five.
Speaker 2 (22:46):
You just like the dad swears he was in the
front or the back.
Speaker 1 (22:48):
But I'm still skeptical. I wanted to thank you both
for all you do for mental health awareness. I am
a therapist working with men and women who were recently incarcerated.
I have seen a big shift in the amount of
these individuals being open to therapy. I know most of
them are not murdering nos, but I believe you've played
a major role in erasing the stigma around mental health treatment,
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and I want to thank you for that.
Speaker 2 (23:10):
Oh my god, I mean, that's just that's a lovely idea.
Speaker 1 (23:13):
That's a lovely yeah, that would be great. Stay sexy,
and don't forget your bungee cord when you take your
sister for a walk. Kelly she her?
Speaker 2 (23:24):
How sweet? Is that so good? It's so good? And
also they made it, they made it, I mean god.
The funny thing too, is that there is a movie
to me be made between them leaving that house and
arriving in that parking lot.
Speaker 1 (23:36):
The Bungee Cord Girls, the Bungee Cord Adventures.
Speaker 2 (23:38):
Imagine there was probably a loose dog at some point,
and a mean maleman, and of course the sun beating.
Speaker 1 (23:44):
And they got shrunk and suddenly they were teeny tiny,
walk up their grass.
Speaker 2 (23:48):
They got onto the back of a moving truck.
Speaker 1 (23:51):
All right, thanks you guys for listening to this minisode.
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Speaker 2 (00:25):
You go okay, I'll do this one first. The subject
line is I was a witness in a murder trial.
UK hometown story. Oh, it says, hey, ladies. In March
twenty fourteen, I was twenty three. I was out having
a few drinks and a dance with my friends in
the only bar club, and then parentheses it says think awful,
sticky floors and dodgy patrons in our sleepy hometown in Hampshire,
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Southern England. The club closed and we wandered down the
road to the kebab shop, which is a staple after
a night out in the UK. That's true. I've seen
that elly in Glasgow Cobb love it right. Sitting outside
to eat our greasy treats, we were approached by two
brothers in their twenties who had clearly overindulged in the
alcohol and were still swigging from a bottle of Southern Comfort.
Speaker 1 (01:09):
Oh no, put it down.
Speaker 2 (01:11):
We used to drink Southern Comfort and like, just thinking
about it, it's just disgusting. The men seemed friendly at first,
but after a while it was clear the situation could
turn at any second, which it did. They squared up
to a couple of male friends of mine, being one
of only two women there and a six foot tall
one at that I tried my best to diffuse the
situation and put myself between them, generally engaging them in
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small talk and having a laugh with them. One of
them even put his arm around me in a kind
of a hug. Eventually they left us alone and some
of the group went off home. I managed to shepherd
the rest of our group towards the taxi rank, where
we encountered them again. They were a bit more aggressive
this time, determined to find out where we lived, but
we lied and told them a village quite far away.
They left us again. We all got home without incident.
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Fast forward to the next morning and I woke up
to countless messages from friends, social media tags, etc. That
the police were looking for anyone who had witnessed anyone
acting aggressively the previous night. I contacted the local police station,
who arranged for their head murder detective to come out.
They call the murder detective, love It murder detective to
come out and take a statement. The following day. I
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gave a full statement for the entire evening, recalling as
much as I could. The news breaks that a local
shopkeeper had been attacked and beaten to death as he
brought in the morning newspapers. The police were looking for
two brothers in their early twenties. I was summoned to court,
gave evidence on the witness stand for two hours, cross
examined by two defense attorneys, even had to correct them
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a few times. They mistook me for my friend who
is six foot four and bald and mail. I was
six foot with pink, curly hair. The brothers were sentenced
to life. The victim was thirty five years old and
he left behind his pregnant wife and a five year
old son. He ran the local newsagents and was the
most selfless person. When I left court, his brother in
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law was there. He smiled at me in mouth thank you,
which made every bit of stress of court completely worth it. Wow. Sorry,
this was a long one. I felt it needed a
proper story, and then it just assigned Kirsty your newest Murderino. Kirsty,
that was an incredible night job email for you, being
new to this place. Totally. You did it perfectly, did
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it and wow, that's a really hard thing to do,
to go up and.
Speaker 1 (03:29):
Testify like that and so scary.
Speaker 2 (03:31):
Yeah.
Speaker 1 (03:31):
Wow, I have a crimy one too. Okay, this is
called Wesley Allen Dodd, serial killer hometown. We heard him?
Speaker 2 (03:38):
Yes? Have we covered him?
Speaker 1 (03:39):
I don't think we've covered him. But he's from the
Pacific Northwest and I'm reading that book murder Land right now.
Let's talk about it next time. Okay, we'll talk about it. Hi, Murderinos.
I was born and raised in Camus, Washington, a little
town just across the Columbia River from Portland, Oregon. The
Pacific Northwest is an absolutely magical ethereal place with gorgeous
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mountains and never ending trees. All the rain makes it
seem like a fairyland of mist and moss and waterfalls.
And here's my contribution and lead fucking arsenic like.
Speaker 2 (04:12):
No spoiler, no spoiler, huge spoiler.
Speaker 1 (04:16):
It's also location of choice for some of history's most
prolific serial killers. But because all that rain and fog
is also pretty dark and creepy and full of lead.
Speaker 2 (04:24):
My friend's mom and ghosts and demons, my friend's.
Speaker 1 (04:27):
Mom had a run in with who she would later
recognize as Ted Bundy. Gary Ridgeway, aka the Green River Killer,
was caught and incarcerated just north of my town and
my very own hometown serial killer story took place when
I was three years old. Our idyllic downtown had a
charming old theater called the Liberty. We were never allowed
to go to the bathroom alone there because of a
vague story my mom told us about a boy being kidnapped.
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When I was older, my mom finally told me what
actually happened. In nineteen eighty nine, a six year old
boy named James was grabbed from the Liberty Theater bathroom
by a man tried to drag him through the lobby.
The boy was kicking and screaming and fighting like hell,
so the man dropped him and ran. James went back
to tell his mom and her boyfriend, the most badass
dude ever, William Graves. When William heard, he said quote,
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fire hit my eyes, and he left the theater to
search for the wannabe kidnapper.
Speaker 2 (05:20):
Fire hit my eyes.
Speaker 1 (05:21):
Yeah, yeah, I don't know, I've never heard this. In
a twist of weird fate, he found him just a
couple blocks away, where his car was stalled ooh. He
played it cool and approached him, asking if he needed help.
When the guy got out of the car, William put
him in a chokehold and told him if he moved,
he'd snap his neck. Yes, he walked him all the
way back to the theater and tied his hands with
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a belt. The police got there and arrested the man,
who turned out to be Wesley Allen Dodd, a pedophile
serial killer who had been terrorizing the area.
Speaker 2 (05:52):
This is the best ending of a serial killer story.
I've ever heard of this.
Speaker 1 (05:56):
A nightstalker like these two. Yes, yes, my god?
Speaker 2 (05:59):
Yeah?
Speaker 1 (06:00):
How do we not know his fine?
Speaker 2 (06:01):
I know? How have I never heard this?
Speaker 1 (06:03):
I can't wait for you to read murder Land. He
had murdered three boys, including two brothers, and some of
the most heartbreaking scenarios. During his trial, he told the
court that they needed to sentence him to death or
he would kill again. The things they found in his
apartment were absolutely terrifying, and since he was only twenty
eight years old at the time of his capture, who
knows what else he would have done if he hadn't
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been caught.
Speaker 2 (06:25):
I know that there was a really I wonder if
I read this story and then didn't do it at
a live show.
Speaker 1 (06:31):
This is one that I think we both would have
passed on a lot. Yes, it's like because it's terrible
child murder. Yeah, Like we couldn't even get to the ending.
That is kind because it's so bad. He was executed
by hanging in nineteen ninety three. I don't think you've
covered him before. It'd be a great story to tell.
I spent a lot of time in that theater during
my childhood and teen years and never once went into
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that bathroom alone. Hell no, And to this day I
cannot go to the bathroom alone in any movie theater,
and my kids are never allowed to either. I've also
told them the story many times as an example of
exactly what to do if someone tries to kidnap them.
Bite and kick and scream and get the attention of
anyone and everyone. Never let them take you to a
second location, Stay sexy and work on your serial killer
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choke hold Shanna she her.
Speaker 2 (07:19):
What was that guy's name again?
Speaker 1 (07:20):
William Graves? Fuck yes, William Gray's boyfriend. You know, I
bet he was like tough? What the yeah? I mean?
Speaker 2 (07:28):
But also what an amazing moment to be like immediately
take action and then get to like, there's so many
stories like that where it's like, then he beat the
shit out of him, then suddenly he's going to jail
or something like that, and instead it's like, this is
a citizen's arrest. Totally, he did the whole thing, right.
Speaker 1 (07:43):
I want to read everything about it now.
Speaker 2 (07:45):
Oh okay, Well the only way I can follow that story, yeah,
is with tornadoes and a hero dog. The subject line
of this email high ladies. It was summer two thousand
and eight in the intensely Midwest town where I grew up.
I was nine, my middle sister was seven, and my
younger sister was four.
Speaker 1 (08:06):
What a group?
Speaker 2 (08:06):
What a group. My mom was at home with us
that day, and my dad was working at his office
across town. It was early afternoon and my sisters and
I were playing out on the lawn in the sunshine.
Suddenly the air began to thicken and the sky turned
the telltale shade of green that every Midwesterner recognizes as
a sign that tornadoes are near. Weird, it's insane, And
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then in parentheses it says, it's a sixth sense. We
have the sky's green. Mostly that's the fifth son of site.
My mom called us inside and turned on the local news,
where the news anchor confirmed our suspicions a tornado had
been spotted in a nearby town. The tornado sirens began
to blare. I want to live through this one time? Why,
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I mean, it just would be so scary and heightened.
I'm good, Yeah, I don't want to. I don't know.
It feels like a bungee jumping thing.
Speaker 1 (08:56):
Yeah, but you don't know how it's going to end,
is the problem.
Speaker 2 (08:59):
No, And the video of like when a tornado's like this,
and it's just like, yeah, no, I told you how.
I made my cousins watch it. It was like caught
on tape tornado.
Speaker 1 (09:08):
Oh yeah.
Speaker 2 (09:08):
And we sat around watching it one night and was
one of most upstat in things of all time. It's insane, Okay. Anyway,
the tornado sirens began to blair, and we headed down
to the basement, taking our cat and standard poodle, Mister
Bubbles with us. Meanwhile, my dad was at his office
about fifteen minutes away. He and my mom had spoken
on the phone, and he confirmed that he would be
staying in his office's basement to wait out the storm.
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After a while, the sirens stopped and we emerged from
the basement, only to hear the sirens blast again. A
few minutes later a second tornado had formed, and then
in parentheses it says this is actually pretty common. We
went to the basement again, assuming my dad would be
doing the same across town. Little did we know, the
man decided he could shoot the gap between the two
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tornadoes and drive home before the second tornado reached our town.
So while we were all hunkered down and thinking he
was safe too, my dad was actually casually beginning his
fifteen minute drive home. Obviously, this did not go well.
Speaker 1 (10:06):
Oh my god.
Speaker 2 (10:07):
When he talks about it now, he says he got
halfway through the journey when he suddenly spotted the tornado.
It was barreling across a cornfield toward his car. He
gunned it, his words, as fast as he could, screeched
into our driveway and went to throw open the front door,
but it was locked.
Speaker 1 (10:25):
What.
Speaker 2 (10:27):
Sorry, it's like out in the middle of the Midwest cornfield.
Speaker 1 (10:31):
Locked the door during a tornado.
Speaker 2 (10:32):
Yeah, let's get this, no tornado bandits. But it was locked,
and he had forgotten his house key at the office,
so This left my dad banging on the door, looking
over his shoulder at an approaching tornado. Holy, you're right,
I don't want to do it, yeah, and yelling for
anyone to come unlock the door, and then a parentheses
it says, and probably shitting himself. Downstairs, we were blissfully
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unaware of his shouting, as we couldn't hear him at
all over the wind of the storm. But Bubble, our
poodle could. Bubbles, usually a quiet gentle fella, sprinted up
the basement stairs, barking and howling. My mom chased after
him to wrangle him back into safety to the basement.
But when she got upstairs and she went to grab
his collar, she paused out from the shelter of the basement,
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she could hear my dad pounding on the door. She
ran over to the door, peered out to sea on Earth,
who was there during a tornado? Tornado the tornado acting
all polite, and she saw my dad soaked in rain
water and flung it open. I'm sure she had a
few choice words for him later, but at that moment,
everyone was just happy to have the whole family safe
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at home. Thank you for ever, and that goes into
us and like Bubbles needs another moment. Yeah, Bubbles, that
dad would be absolutely dead.
Speaker 1 (11:46):
Good boy.
Speaker 2 (11:47):
Okay, it says thanks to everything you do, my mom's sisters,
aunt and I are all murderinos. Keep up the good
work SSDGM, and don't try to outrun a tornado because
you probably can't see. See.
Speaker 1 (12:00):
Oh that's so terrifying, terrifying, so crazy. Yeah, I'm good.
I'm good. I'm not ever experiencing that.
Speaker 2 (12:08):
Yeah, you're right.
Speaker 1 (12:09):
I mean, earthquakes are bad enough.
Speaker 2 (12:10):
I think it's you know what it is the moment
of those tornado siren going off, same as a tsunami,
where all of a sudden, everyone is totally aligned with
like we're all in this thing together, like time to
yeah go, what would that be?
Speaker 1 (12:23):
Like? Yeah, I hear you in LA.
Speaker 2 (12:25):
I don't want that to happen because that's just out
of my way. I'm the most important person in the world.
Right But in the wide open Midwest, I.
Speaker 1 (12:32):
Think that they're a little more polite about they're disasters. Okay,
probably this one's about white Boy Rick, who I covered recently.
That's right, Okay, and just starts, Oh my god, you guys,
My husband and I are driving home from the family
cabin with earbuds in because obviously we are in the
brink and cannot handle our children anymore. And we started
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episode for eighty seven. How cute that they listen to
a podcast together with tether. As soon as Georgia started
the story, my husband and I started cracking up, and
my husband said, see, I fucking told you everyone knows
white boy Rick. We live about thirty minutes north of Detroit,
and a few weeks ago, Raoul husband was at the
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car wash and came home extra pumped, telling me, you're
never going to guess who I talked to. I look
over and there's this guy dressed in all white and
I thought, holy shit, I think that's white boy Rick.
He walked over to him and said Rick, and he
said yeah. Raoul said, holy shit, white boy Rick, what's up?
He said. They started talking about where they live, what
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Rool does for a living, and like basic life stuff.
Raoul left with Snowman Swag. Remember that was his nickname
that he had on his car and he now sells.
Speaker 2 (13:45):
Like but no actual snow Snowman.
Speaker 1 (13:48):
And they exchanged phone numbers or Riol said he texted
with him recently, probably something I should be aware of
that my husband is yucking it up with white boy Rick,
but whatever, and said he was really cool. Pretty sure.
He called everyone he knew when he got home and
gave them the same quiz quote. Okay, so I just
met someone who is the most famous white guy in Detroit,
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and every single person responded with oh, white boy Rick,
like duh, and everyone was equally as pump as Raoul.
We now have a totally inappropriate picture of our five
year old wearing a snowman pot shot baseball hat and
a selfie of Raoul and Rick. Anyway, wanted to share
the random connection. Love you guys. Please know you're a
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badass for what you do for so many reasons. SSDGM Whitney.
Speaker 2 (14:35):
That is so hilarious And.
Speaker 1 (14:37):
The title was met white Boy Rick at a car wash.
Speaker 2 (14:40):
Was sorry, But at the end of your story about
white boy Rick is he just like regular life Now.
Speaker 1 (14:45):
He was the longest serving non violent drug event in like,
you know, history, and they let him out finally and
he started yet like a fag.
Speaker 2 (14:55):
Noah a prophet. He started a wipe boy Rick prophet and.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
Like pot strains too, because it's devil now, you know.
Speaker 2 (15:03):
Yeah, God, that's ironic.
Speaker 1 (15:04):
I know that's I love that. Yeah, local fucking famous,
that's pretty crazy.
Speaker 2 (15:11):
If you have any white boy Rick interactions, we'd love
to hear about them. My last one is the celebrity interaction.
Great and the subject line is you asked for it,
celebrity interaction. It just gets right into it. I've tried
submitting a classic hometown a dad story, and now for
my third attempt, I'm just going to kiss keep it simple,
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stupid with a traditional celebrity interactions slash sighting story. Being
born and raised in la Hey, that's rare. It was
somewhat common to come across celebrities in their natural habitat,
but you knew never to approach or bother. While working
at several restaurants, tons of Lakers players came in. John
Corbett and Bo Derek Rome from Sublime asked me for
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some weed. Steve Wozniak left a fellow server a sheet
of connected two dollar bills which which basically quadripled the tip,
so like an uncut have two dollars bills, which now
they're so rare that would be wow. And even the
President of Honduras at some point while out in about
during my twenties, Natalie Portman sat down next to me,
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and then my boyfriend while at dinner, and my then
boyfriend and then my boy she first sat down next
to me. Giovanni Rubisi was at another location with another boyfriend,
and I saw Kevin from the Backstreet Boys at another restaurant.
And again, as a born and raised Angelina, you never
bother them, and you basically act like they don't exist.
You simply nudge the person next to you and then
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with your eyes say look totally.
Speaker 1 (16:40):
Oh my god. I did that the other day and
Vintce went what And I was like, what is wrong
with you?
Speaker 2 (16:44):
There's a reason we're doing I stuff.
Speaker 1 (16:46):
Yeah, what's that actor from the nineties, He was in
Swingers Living His wife is famous too, and she's so gorgeous.
I saw them at found Oysters, very exciting.
Speaker 2 (16:56):
It's very funny that you cite him as being in Swingers,
because I don't know. I don't watch it. I never
watched that movie. But the Office Movie was my staple,
The Office Movie, Office Space, Office Space.
Speaker 1 (17:08):
Yes, I should have gone there first.
Speaker 2 (17:10):
Well, I mean, it's like, whatever comes up, but your
thoughts are wrong, that's all I'm trying to tell you. However,
there was one occasion where copious amounts of alcohol led
me to abandon all protocol when it comes to celebrities,
and it remains a favorite story to tell to this day.
My friend and I are standing in line for a
pinback concert at the gorgeous l Ray Theater circa two
thousand and nine Nice, and between the pre partying at
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home and then in the car before going into the venue,
we are thoroughly looped up. The energy is great, everyone
is excited, and these guys start chatting us up in line.
One in particular is paying attention to us when another
one of his friends joins in the mild flirtation. I
don't remember my brain making this connection, but all of
a sudden, I am petting this man's face, full on petting,
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stroking my hand down his cheek in a loving way.
Speaker 1 (18:00):
Oh no, he.
Speaker 2 (18:01):
Inquires, but musedly, why are you petting me? And I answered,
because you're mc lovin. That's right. At the height of
super bad stardom, Christopher mintz Plass is standing in line
with us, and I am petting his fucking face. Oh
my god. He was such a good sport about it.
And eventually the line started moving and we all went
in to see the show. I believe we waved them
from afar once in the venue, but that was the
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end of our celebrity encounter.
Speaker 1 (18:25):
That's nice.
Speaker 2 (18:27):
And then it says I have since stopped drinking almost
nine years sober, and while some of my drunker moments
make me cringe, some of them just make me laugh.
I mean that one's beautiful.
Speaker 1 (18:36):
Congratulations.
Speaker 2 (18:37):
Also, I would like to shout out my dearest friend Wenas,
who not only introduced me to this podcast, but witnessed
this drunken exchange and many more, and in spite of
it all, remains my friend this day. Say sexy and
don't pet the celebrities. Aaron see Aaron c Oh, my gosh,
that's not nice.
Speaker 1 (18:56):
Yeah.
Speaker 2 (18:57):
Here's the thing I think sometimes, like when young guys
get super famous, yeah, it's hard for them to handle.
Like in a situation like that, I would absolutely see
any famous movie star type person being like, get her
away from me totally, and instead he's just like, what's
going on?
Speaker 1 (19:13):
Why are you patting my face? It's like, you know
the answer, you know the answer. You're a mcleven.
Speaker 2 (19:17):
It's your face that makes me love you.
Speaker 1 (19:19):
Okay, this is my last one. It sounds like a
Karen kil Gariff and Laura Kilgarriff story.
Speaker 2 (19:24):
Oh you know, we write in all the time, and
we just signed different names.
Speaker 1 (19:28):
Toddler Grocery Store Adventure, Hi MFM crew. I could never
decide if this was a nineties kid slash parent story
or a big sister making a little sister do something story,
and I knew it wasn't quite trash parents, So I
was excited when you opened the hometowns to just about anything. Yes,
I know that was a while ago, but I'm pretty
great at procrastinating. Anyway, here we go. It was summer
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in the early nineties and I was five years old
and my sister was three. Our mom had gone to
the grocery store and asked us multiple times if we
wanted to go with her. We told her we want
to stay home with our dad, who had just started
cutting the grass. She left, and of course, shortly after
we changed our minds. I decided that we could walk
to the grocery store and are on our own, since
it was just through the neighborhood and we'd gone that
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way a million times. What my five year old brain
did not understand was that it was a mile away.
Oh that's a long way for tiny, little five.
Speaker 2 (20:20):
Year old books, little legs.
Speaker 1 (20:22):
Yeah, so I strapped a bungee cord around my sister
to keep her safe, I guess, and we started walking
down the street. Now, if you ask my dad, he
will tell you he was cutting the backyard. But I
distinctly remember him being in the front as we crept by,
waiting to see if he'd catch us. Yeah, he did not,
and off we went. I remember it was a long walk,
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and I forgot about how to navigate the long parking
lot of the shopping center that was before the grocery store.
Speaker 2 (20:49):
The superbubia, like, yeah, you're coming out, little short, tiny
kids five and three, the most dangerous place for them
to be walking.
Speaker 1 (20:57):
Anyway, we made it safely to the store, and I
asked an employee to my mom to the front of
the store. Luckily she had told us how to do
this in case we ever got lost in the store.
My mom came up front, very confused to find her
two toddlers, beat red from the summer heat, just standing
there with a bungee cord. A bungee cord like makes.
Speaker 2 (21:15):
It it's so goods like this will do it.
Speaker 1 (21:17):
She quickly checked out, and as we were walking out,
my dad pulled up to the store. Apparently they had
recently had a few arguments about taking us places without
telling the other, causing panic. My mom saw his angry
face and said, don't even because the dad thought that
she took the kids and didn't tell him. She said,
don't even, pointed out our red faces and said they
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walked here, meaning I did not take them without telling you, motherfucker.
You did not see them walk by.
Speaker 2 (21:46):
And also she doesn't have to argue because it's like,
take a look at tomato number one and name weddy
little fucking kids.
Speaker 1 (21:54):
I don't remember the consequences from there, but apparently it
became a funny story that my mom told her friend
down the street. After that, the neighbor would jokingly call
when she was out of milk and ask her mom
to send the girls to the store for her. That
same neighbor begged my sister and I to tell the
story in our maid of honor speeches at each other's weddings.
I of course obliged. I told my sister's husband I
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was handing over the bungee cord to him to take
care of my little sister.
Speaker 2 (22:19):
Oh that's so sweet.
Speaker 1 (22:21):
Sweet. Yes, I really thought about bringing a bungee cord
to hand to him, but I decided against a bunch
of drunk people having access to one of those.
Speaker 2 (22:29):
Also, you don't need props. Your stories good in.
Speaker 1 (22:31):
Now, totally. I also questioned my mom recently if we
were three and five or almost three and five, since
this was in the summer and both our birthdays are
in late August, meaning they could have been.
Speaker 2 (22:42):
Two and four.
Speaker 1 (22:43):
Yep, she swears we were three and five.
Speaker 2 (22:46):
You just like the dad swears he was in the
front or the back.
Speaker 1 (22:48):
But I'm still skeptical. I wanted to thank you both
for all you do for mental health awareness. I am
a therapist working with men and women who were recently incarcerated.
I have seen a big shift in the amount of
these individuals being open to therapy. I know most of
them are not murdering nos, but I believe you've played
a major role in erasing the stigma around mental health treatment,
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and I want to thank you for that.
Speaker 2 (23:10):
Oh my god, I mean, that's just that's a lovely idea.
Speaker 1 (23:13):
That's a lovely yeah, that would be great. Stay sexy,
and don't forget your bungee cord when you take your
sister for a walk. Kelly she her?
Speaker 2 (23:24):
How sweet? Is that so good? It's so good? And
also they made it, they made it, I mean god.
The funny thing too, is that there is a movie
to me be made between them leaving that house and
arriving in that parking lot.
Speaker 1 (23:36):
The Bungee Cord Girls, the Bungee Cord Adventures.
Speaker 2 (23:38):
Imagine there was probably a loose dog at some point,
and a mean maleman, and of course the sun beating.
Speaker 1 (23:44):
And they got shrunk and suddenly they were teeny tiny,
walk up their grass.
Speaker 2 (23:48):
They got onto the back of a moving truck.
Speaker 1 (23:51):
All right, thanks you guys for listening to this minisode.
Speaker 2 (23:54):
This was a good one, totally good one. Yes, please
remember that at this point we are open to your
stories in general.
Speaker 1 (24:01):
Absolutely my favorite murder at Gmail. Please send them in
and please stay sexy, don't get murdered.
Speaker 2 (24:06):
Goodbye, Elvis.
Speaker 1 (24:08):
Do you want a cookie?
Speaker 2 (24:17):
This has been an exactly right production.
Speaker 1 (24:19):
Our senior producers are Alahundra Keck and Molly Smith.
Speaker 2 (24:21):
Our editor is Aristotle las Veda.
Speaker 1 (24:23):
This episode was mixed by Leoni Spolacci.
Speaker 2 (24:25):
Email your hometowns to My Favorite Murder at gmail dot com.
Speaker 1 (24:28):
And follow the show on Instagram at my Favorite Murder.
Speaker 2 (24:31):
Listen to My Favorite Murder on the iHeartRadio app, Apple
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Speaker 1 (24:35):
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Georgia Hardstark
Karen Kilgariff
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