Last Podcast On The Left - Episode 390: Hadden Clark Part II - Women's Panties

Episode Date: November 8, 2019

On the conclusion to our series on Hadden Clark, we hear how Hadden got the name of the Cross-Dressing Cannibal with his two proven murders, plus we get into his interrogation which rivals the Mark Twitchell case in terms of pure goofiness.

I don't know what it would take to reveal the real me. You know what I mean? What do you mean? Haddon Clark, I mean, he had his little teddy bear, and his teddy bear was his confidant. That was his best friend. I was with the person with whom he was the most vulnerable, and I think honestly, when I'm at my most vulnerable, is that Nats told me some of the noises I've made when I've looked at something like a pork head out, or like that big pig knuckle that we had in

Germany. Well, yeah, I was there for that. I don't really recall the noises. Maybe you could... Thank you. Thank you so much for making me me. Thank you. And then made the pork knuckle go, oh, I'm so happy.

I would be inside of him. God, soon. Like, oh, Mr. Knuckle, you're the only one who gets me, the only one who understands. And just keep it silent. Right. Yeah. Natalie ignores it now. Right.

Yeah. That's why it's a part of the marriage pact of the secrets that are built that are woven in. You'll see this week, Marcus. Yeah. Well, that's one of those funny keep it to yourself things. Welcome to the last podcast of the Left, everyone. I am Ben with Marcus.

Hi. And with Henry. Yay, y'all. Yay, y'all. Yay, y'all. And I want to say congratulations to Marcus Parks, and I think this is a really appropriate episode to talk about it on, too. Yeah.

Marcus Parks is now officially married. Yeah. Actually, no, this will come out before the marriage. Take it back. Take it back. Didn't make it. Didn't make it to the ceremony. All right, everyone, let's get on to part two of one of the, I'm going to call one of

the more bonkers serial killers we've ever talked about, Haddon Clark. So when we last left Haddon Clark, his brother had just been arrested for a brutal murder, and Haddon had just been kicked out of the Navy for having two offshore mental breakdowns. Hey, at least I kept him off the boat. No one ever thanked me for taking my breakdowns off the boat. I could have done a lot of fucked up shit with some nuclear missiles, y'all, and nobody wants to thank me for it. You know what, Haddon?

Thank you. Thank you. Yeah. That's a great point you made. I'm a sexy woman. You're not bad. Oh, yeah. You want to split me?

It's the noises. Yeah. Yeah. That's just my throat. Oh, God. So Haddon moved in with his younger brother, Jeff, after his honorable discharge, mind you. Oh.

And Jeff was just as awful as his other two brothers. Although to the best of our knowledge, Jeff never killed anyone. Jeff's crimes mostly involved his family. On one occasion, he left his five-year-old son alone on his front porch when the kid didn't put on his jacket fast enough. And Jeff kept nude pictures taped to the fridge in the same house where his kids lived. Hey, honey, honey, look, look, look, all the stills I ordered from ass police. Remember my favorite movie?

I do recall. Who's arrived? Yeah. Yo, what kind of pictures are we talking here? Easy Rider or Cherry? What's going on? Or are they pictures of his wife? No, they're like Playboy, Penthouse, stuff like that.

This is why men need a cave, like a man cave, to hold all of their little photos. I just never met a man horny enough, honestly, to just put up a bunch of titty pictures in front of his family. It happens. Hmm. Yeah. Is that a Texas thing, Marcus? Your face looks as if you were reminiscing about some horrors of the past.

I don't know if it's a Texas thing, but I definitely remember it from Texas. Now, is it the Texas is so old school America that it's almost European? Well, Jeff Clark beat his kids, he beat the neighborhood kids, he beat his wife, and he molested both of his children on multiple occasions. This guy was fucking awful. Jesus. And he's the better one? This is like the least bad Clark.

But besides their sister Allison, who got the fuck out of there as soon as she turned 18. Right. Well, because of all this, Jeff's wife divorced him and got custody, but not because Jeff was a violent pervert. Yeah, I mean, why would you want to do that? I mean, why would you want to take his kids away from him just because of some kind of violent pervert?

Right. Right. Rather, the wife only got custody after Jeff got busted for having a little weed. Oh, legalize it, man. Really? Yeah, that was the bridge too far for the judge. Oh my God. And it was after Jeff lost full custody that Haddon moved into Jeff's basement.

He still had partial custody. Yeah. And also, around the time that Haddon supposedly committed another murder. This is, wait a second, this, wait a second, he still got partial custody? Yeah. The kids are still in and out. Wow. Because our system is not very good.

Yeah. Sometimes parents who shouldn't get any custody get some custody. But yeah. Well, around this time, Haddon Clark claims that he abducted and murdered a nine-year-old girl named Sarah Pryor, although an inmate in Texas named John Wirti also claims responsibility for the same crime. Dirty Wirti. There's a little description from an article that I was reading, a really good long-form

article from The New Yorker called A Hole in the Ground by Alex Wilkinson, where he got to spend a lot of one-on-one time with Haddon Clark, which must have been a fucking delight. Yeah. Absolutely not. Absolutely not. But he, Haddon Clark spoke a little bit about Sarah. Okay.

Okay. That was 85 in the fall of an Indian summer kind of day. I was on my way to the area from Maryland to see my father. He lived in Sudbury, the town next door. My father was seeing another woman then. I think my mom and dad were divorced at the time. I had just got out of the military. Things were not going so good for me.

I got to the house and he wasn't there. I had plans to help him move some things. I drove all that way to help him move some stuff and he didn't show up. It was a big deal, but it's very frustrating to drive all that way and it's canceled. So I was on my way home and I forgot what rude I came through. Wayland. I asked this little girl about directions. I was acting like I was lost.

You know what I mean? I already felt like I was going to kill somebody. Oh my. You know, I don't know what makes me feel that way. I know I have a problem. If I'm doing these things, I must have a problem, but no one gives me any help. Something makes me mad and I take my anger out on anything you get in my way and it's like a tornado.

Yeah, seems like it. It's interesting because it's better not to have to move stuff. Yeah. Yeah. It's like if I show up somewhere and like, oh, a movie is canceled. Great. I'm going to show these. But all the same, Haddon claims that he buried the little girl's body in his father's grave.

Oh my God. In Cape Cod, along with a metal box that supposedly contained all the trophies he took from the victims he says he killed throughout the 70s and 80s. Now Jeff said that Haddon had the mental capacity of a child, which pretty much made him a six foot two grown man with all the emotional intelligence and social skills of a psychopathic eight year old. Anybody want to play naked dodgeball? No, I don't.

Somebody took my French bread pizza. Oh. Yeah. The nice thing about pizza on a bagel is you can eat pizza anytime. But even so, the kids liked hanging out with Haddon because Haddon could drive him wherever they wanted. He was a kid with a car. Okay.

And Haddon could chase the other kids away from the playground so Jeff's kids would have the best swing. This is kind of like hanging out with Sloth. Kind of. Although Sloth had a heart of gold and he loved ice cream. But they didn't know at the time that Haddon Clark didn't have a heart of gold. They just assumed he was some gangly, idiot, malformed psychopath. But at least if you have one of those in your group, it's your psychopath.

That's true. But all that came crashing down when Haddon masturbated in front of the kids. That'll do it. After that, Jeff had no choice but to ask his brother to move out. But before Haddon left. So the pedophile landlord with the nudes on the fridge were like, he's like, you got to go. I was just itching it.

No, you're going to have to. I was itching it like a long time. I've had sex with all of my children, but you, sir, you need to leave this house. You know what? I need to leave this house. You have to leave. It's a Christian home. You're not firing me.

Yeah. I quit. Oh, really? But before Haddon left, Jeff asked him for one more favor. Yeah. Oh, yeah. Always ask him. Ask him for a favor.

Even though Haddon had masturbated in front of the children, Jeff still asked his brother to pick up his daughter, Eliza, from daycare one day. But Eliza was smart, and she told the daycare workers that she had no fucking clue who this Haddon guy was. Yeah, because he's just outside swaying back and forth on the balls of his feet, being like, somebody's going to take a ride with Uncle Haddon. Hopefully, I don't feel a tornado coming on. It's a horror movie.

Eventually, Jeff came down and explained the situation, telling the daycare workers that Haddon was quote, Eliza's retarded uncle. Mm-hmm. And with that, Haddon's dreaded nickname came back into his life. This is his Marty McFly moment. Yeah, it really is. In what sense? Someone call him like, when you call Marty McFly a chicken, and he flips out.

Well, see, Haddon hated the nickname his father had given him as a child more than anything, and when Eliza heard her father using it, she started using it as well. Uh-oh. Uncle Haddon blamed Eliza for the return of the nickname and decided to take revenge, but he didn't do it by hurting Eliza physically. Instead, he murdered one of Eliza's friends. This is so crazy. Well, he's very, I mean, obviously he's very sick, but it's weird how he can kind of transfer.

Like, because in his head, this makes total sense. Yeah. Like, I'm going to do this. I'm going to get this message that I'm sending. And also, they just let him go in the house alone, because he showed back up, literally, to just pack up his stuff. They're like, all right, we're going to give you several hours alone in our home so you can pack up all your things, which was what?

His teddy bear, a bunch of stolen panties, like he's got his helmet, his rollerblading helmet. There's a lot. There's a lot in that, yeah. Well, on the day that Haddon came to Jeff's house to get the last of his stuff, he was approached by a six-year-old girl named Michelle Doar, who dropped by to see if Eliza was home. The house was totally empty, so Haddon decided, in that moment, to kill the little girl as revenge for someone calling him a mean name.

Geez. And he told Michelle that Eliza was upstairs. Michelle walked inside and went up to Eliza's room while Haddon went out to his truck and grabbed a 12-inch butcher knife from his culinary toolbox. My goodness. Now armed, he walked up the stairs to Eliza's room to find Michelle playing with Eliza's dolls. Without a word, Haddon threw her to the floor, and before she had a chance to even scream,

Haddon slashed her across the chest, left to right, then down, then right to left, carving a Z on her torso. After cutting her, he put his hand over her mouth to keep her from screaming, but the little girl fought back and bit down hard. Now angry, Haddon ended the girl's life by thrusting the butcher knife into her throat, sending blood spurting across the room. Afterwards he went out to the truck, grabbed some cleaning supplies in a duffel bag, and quickly cleared the room of any and all evidence so thoroughly that nobody even suspected that

anything had gone awry while Haddon was there alone. Which is no easy feat. Being able to clean up an entire person's amount of blood that became spurting out once you slashed somebody's throat is really intense. You have a very interesting theory, because there's a lot of people that say that Haddon Clark, this is the reason why this might not have been his first murder, because he think that, well, he actually had some nodal, like how to dispose of a body. Yeah, and I say it's actually not my theory, it is my wife's theory.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Yeah, I would assume that takes practice. Well that's the thing. When discussing this particular case with Carolina, she came up with a different possibility besides the possibility that Haddon Clark had murdered before.

Okay. Remember, Haddon Clark was a trained chef who had studied at one of the finest culinary institutes in the entire country, and from what Carolina tells me of her days as a professional, the number one rule in the kitchen is you gotta keep your station clean. That's true, and of course the number one culinary school in the country, McDonald's University. And they are the best. That's very true.

That's why I hated working at Wendy's because I had this manager who'd be like, if you lean, you clean. And it's like, what if I don't? That's the second time you've brought that up, brought up that manager in like a month. I don't like her. You've been thinking about her a lot, and also again, just the idea of you hulking and sulking by the French fries idea, just like it always just scares me, just you as Michael Myers, the real version of Michael Myers, in an Arby's.

It was very nice. Well, it is possible that Haddon Clark's training as a chef gave him the skills he needed to quickly clean up blood, and in effect, turn over the crime scene as if someone had told him the health inspector was coming. This is a great commercial for the CIA, so this is like serial killer maid service. It was just like, let's get it done, we got rooms to sell. But either way, after cleaning up the scene, Haddon stuffed the body in a duffel bag and carried it out to his truck.

He then drove to a construction site, cleaned up his hand wound, and rode his bike to work at the Chevy Chase Country Club. Yeah, you know, you go in there looking for a golf game, and all you find is nothing but trouble. Nothing but trouble. There it is. I feel like the witch's music from Wizard of Oz is playing as he's riding his bicycle. The murder of Michelle Dore occurred at around 1 p.m., and Haddon Clark clocked in at the

country club at 2.46 p.m. Can you imagine this fucking evil goofball as a bus boy at the country club? I mean, he wasn't a bus boy, he was in the kitchen. He was? Yeah. Honestly, he is just kind of like Bill Murray. I can't stop. He was not a bus boy at any point.

Like the lowest he would go is salad prepper, but he was always in the kitchen. Yeah, I'll prepper salad, I'll prep it up. But Michelle's father, Carl Dore, didn't go looking for his daughter until about six o'clock that evening. The reason why Carl Dore didn't go over to the house before then was because he said he suspected Jeff Clark of being a homosexual. And for some reason, this made Carl uncomfortable enough to stay away from the house for way too long.

Guys, and I will say this, I have done a lot of work on a lot of research on this, especially deep on the internet, and it's true, if you go into a homosexual man's house, it's called man of fumes. Really? You guys are laughing at this one. And you might get enough beard particles inside of you that you might turn gay. But despite his weird homophobia, Carl Dore is still a massively tragic figure in this story.

See, Carl was no more stable than anyone else wrapped up in all this, and Carl's erratic behavior made him the number one suspect in his daughter's disappearance for years. And there was some evidence to back up this assumption, at least at first. See Carl was going through a nasty divorce, and he had openly threatened to kidnap Michelle from his ex-wife, Dee Dee, just a few months before. Okay, okay, that's not a good idea. No, no, but while the cops were interrogating Carl after he reported the disappearance of his daughter, Haddon was finishing up his shift at the country club.

Yes, Haddon, table 13 says their steak is fully, it looks as if you've licked it. Did you lick the steak, Haddon? You know what's funny is that's the one I didn't lick. You didn't lick that one. I'll let him know all the other steaks have been licked, and that one's safe to eat. After Haddon got off work, he drove to a nearby park outside of town, found an isolated ravine, and started digging a grave using a ceremonial silver shovel that his grandfather had once used to break ground at the White Plains Macy's.

I think a lot of these commemorative shovels have been used to dig graves. Yeah, I think so as well. Then once Haddon got deep enough, he started to lower the body into the hole, but suddenly he felt an uncontrollable urge to drink the little girl's blood. It's just out of nowhere. I guess he had drinking the bowl blood before. The bowl blood? The bowl blood?

Yeah, his brother was a cannibal. His brother was a cannibal. It's just right in there, man, with the breast and the grill there. Yeah, I mean, there's something about the Clark family that cannibalism is a part of their DNA almost. So he did it. Yeah, what do you do? Do you bring in a straw?

Like, what happens? Oh, I don't want to use any of these plastic straws. I don't want the turtles to die. No. I don't want to fucking bite a hole in it. Oh, jeez. No, we don't really know how exactly he did it. We just know that he did it, or actually, we know that he said he did it.

We don't know for sure if he did it. It might be another serial killer just trying to make everybody in the room feel weird. But yeah, he says that he did it, and then once he had enough, he buried the body and drove away. So he just, like, patted his stomach like, whoa, oh, I'm full. You know, I wonder, because it is both a sense of, because, like, you know, Ted Bundy said it and then recanted. Some people have kind of done that, like, even John Wayne Gacy sort of floored over the

idea that he was playing with the body. I think that what we'll have seen from Haddon Clark could point towards, I think that I'm in the camp that I don't believe that it was his first murder. I think that he's murdered before, and I think that this is just escalation, and that he did suck it because he's just so fucked up. Yeah, that's one way to say it. Meanwhile, Carl Dorr was having a full psychotic break as a result of his daughter going missing. But the cops took this as evidence of guilt.

Okay, so he was acting too upset. He was way too upset, and the cops thought, oh, he's being overwhelmed with guilt for murdering and kidnapping his daughter. He had like a Laura Palmer's mom style of breakdown where he went truly very, very crazy because they kept, they were pressing him hard. They said that the timeline didn't match up for Haddon, so then they were, he actually confessed at one point that he had killed his own daughter, and so he did a false confession, but he passed a lie detector test.

It's all of this shit. It's all over the place, and he, I mean, the wheels fell off hardcore. Yeah, he started to believe that the, what is it, the spokesperson for the, I think it's called the National Institute for Missing and Exploited Children showed up to give support to his ex-wife, and Carl Dorr started to believe that it was the spokesman of the Missing Children Foundation that murdered his daughter because she was safe. We got to create work for ourselves. That is what it is.

That is actually like a really interesting horror movie premise. But he also, I think, was suffering from massive guilt because the reason why Michelle laughed anyways because he put her outside in a kiddie pool and then he went in to watch NASCAR. Which is, that's sad, only just because you can watch NASCAR. Wait, wasn't it a nice day? You know, it's a nice day for Michelle. She was having a nice day until she got murdered. He was just in NASCAR zone, just watch him go around, and that's it, and I guess he was

just hypnotized and he didn't check for her for several hours after that. Yeah, she was gone for about five hours before he finally, like, checked on her. Yeah, six years old, huh? Yeah, six, yeah. But since there were no further leads, the cops started questioning neighbors and that eventually led to Haddon Clark. He told police during questioning that the only reason why he was in the neighborhood that day was to feed his brother's rabbits.

But when police began probing the relationship with his brother further, Haddon blurted out a story about his nephews kicking him in the nuts. Okay, well, thank you, Mr. Clark. Right in my T's and my B's. Really, it's just not even close to why we're here. It doesn't really... It hit my wiener barnacles. It hit your wiener barnacles.

But instead of attacking his brother's sons, Haddon Clark attacked one of the neighborhood girls as revenge. Pretty much the same thing they did with Michelle. Don't punish the kids, punish the kids friends. It was very strange. So weird. I mean, it's sideways thinking. He's got something going on in his brain.

He's got a lot of hinky, a lot of gears loose. And so he, they kick him in the nuts. Oh, these kids are laughing. I'm like, they're all Dennis the Menace and he's the fucking neighbor. They pull and pranks on him and he's like, I'm showing you. And then he grabs a little girl and he's like, you want to see what I can do? And just pushes her down on the ground and holds her down with his knees on her chest. This is a full grown man.

Yeah. This is a man in his 30s just like pressing a little kid down, not doing anything, but just laying on top of her with his full body weight. Yeah. Geez. Now this story seemed like a pretty good thread to follow. So the cops asked if that was what Haddon had done to Michelle. But instead of confessing, Haddon said he felt sick and he went to the bathroom, vomited

and became stricken by a bout of nasty diarrhea. It seems like the family kills, but then they do get sick. They get stookey fever, man. Yeah. He's like, I'd love to answer your questions. Honestly, I'd love to clear it up for myself, but I'll have to tell you after my little appointment with the caterer who's just ordered a chocolate fountain. You know what I'm saying?

I have major ass shit. Okay. We got it now. And when Haddon went to the bathroom, the cops just followed him in, shouting, what did you do? What did you do? Well, Holden was just in there like farting and shitting. Just a minute, guys.

Just a minute. Just a minute. I don't know. Let me talk to you about it in a minute. Then they flipped a photo of Michelle under the door while he shitting and yelling, what did you do? What did you do? Just a hot second.

Another great day of police work. The only thing Haddon said was this. I may have done something. Just in there. I don't know. I don't know. Sometimes I block out and do things I don't remember. Mr. Clark, you're going to want to use a double.

You're going to want to use two ply and you're going to want a double wipe there. I think I honestly, I'm going to need like a bucket of water. Yeah. Now, again, this seemed promising. So the cops decided, all right, let's check out this guy's alibi. But here's where things got muddled. See Carl had erroneously told the cops that he'd last seen his daughter at 2.10 p.m. and Haddon had clocked into work at 2.46 p.m.

That meant that according to that timeline, Michelle's murder and the subsequent crime scene cleanup plus Haddon's travel time to work only had a 30 minute window. It was impossible. So based solely on this, without even thinking that maybe Carl had gotten the time wrong, the cops believed Haddon's alibi and just let him go. All right. And they focused back on Carl Dore, pressed him for the next five years, despite the fact that there was zero evidence to suspect him.

It ruined his whole life. Yeah. Yeah, sounds like it. There's a forensic files that I watched on Haddon Clark that I want to say that was called Dress to Kill that had Carl Dore on it pretty significantly. And he is a haunted and shattered man because we're not really going into full detail, but the lengths of his, what happened to him, the way he went completely insane is pretty thorough and he didn't really come all the way back.

Because again, you could see where the cops were pressuring him because it's always the father. Why did all of these documentaries have to make a crossdressing pun? Like, was any documentary like Haddon Clark, he's like goofy with a knife? Like, why did it all have to just be like, he wore a dress? It's always obsessed with a wig and panties. They just like saying panties. Yeah.

Yeah, they do. Salacious. Well, meanwhile, Haddon Clark was descending further into a criminal lifestyle. He moved back in with Flavor, but after she accused him of stealing, he beat her again and tried to run her over with his truck. He tried killing her. It's like the movie Fargo. This is just, it's just a haphazard way of attempting to kill people on a regular basis.

It's just one dumb thing tumbling into the next. I honestly think that that's why he is a suspect of many other crimes. I think that Haddon Clark is what he said, he is a fucking tornado. Every single thing he touches turns into a pile of horrible shit. I would like to see the movie Twister, but just with a huge, like, 50-foot Haddon Clark. Oh, Helen, I love your top. Thank you. Fly from your grave.

Fly from your grave. Well, for the crime of trying to kill his own mother, he got a year of probation. That's it? That's it. But Flavor did say that as far as she was concerned, he was dead to her, until he got help. That's what she said to me. After that, Haddon moved into an apartment owned by a man named Paul Mahaney, and Haddon's

behavior got even worse. After only a few months, though, Mahaney asked Haddon to move out because Haddon was, in his landlord's words, quote, crazy and evil. Huh, isn't that something? Now that's not actually illegal, sir. That is not illegal. Renters' rights, renters' rights. Is it now?

You can't honestly, you can't be crazy and evil if you never kill anyone. Like, there's a lot of, like, gamers who I've spoken with while playing NBA 2K20. I just beat the hell out of an 11-year-old, by the way, and it was awesome. But I feel like if you're paying your rent, I guess if you're paying your rent, it's fine. You can kind of handle in there. But it's like, I don't think Haddon Clark had a handle on the rent, or the utilities, or just being a guy. Well, no, that was the thing about Haddon Clark.

He did pay his rent on time, because Haddon Clark always had about 40 grand in the bank. I think he paid it, but it was, like, with the check, and then he would stab the knife into the door, and just be like, rent, September. Just him going out with the dollar bills out of his fly, being like, you wanna see my new money penis? Yeah, do I have to grab the rent again from your money belt that you're now calling a money penis? Come on, don't you want me to be a good tenant, daddy landlord?

You want me to grab it with my hands or my mouth this week? Ah, dang it. Well, really, the big reason why Paul Mahaney was trying to get Haddon out of there is because his young daughter was returning home from college, and Mahaney didn't want her anywhere near Haddon Clark. Makes sense. But the entire place was filled with, he stayed, and once he got evicted, Haddon Clark became, you showed his true colors.

Yeah, as revenge for getting evicted, Haddon killed Mahaney's cats, skinned them, hung one by the neck from the doorknob, and splayed out the other carcass in Mahaney's fridge. Oh my God, this is so crazy. Then Haddon sprayed black dye on all their carpets, he had fish heads all over the house, and he topped it all off by doing the old water bucket on the doorknob prank. He filled it with vegetable oil though. So he did that to put on top of things so that when they go in to inspect it, they get hit with a bucket of oil.

He's really, he's such a tiny H.H. Holmes. He's like the Riddler or something though. He's crazy. Again, he's Mr. Zazz. Mr. Zazz, yeah. And he also stole a ton of Mahaney's shit, but still Haddon Clark only got sentenced to a year, which ended up being suspended, and he was ordered to undergo psychiatric treatment, which he also blew off.

Listen, I don't have time for this psychiatric treatment, I'm trying to do self-care, which really involves a lot of soaking panties in river water and sucking all the river water. Yeah. Since no one would give Haddon an apartment anymore, and since he'd beaten and masturbated his way through his whole family, Haddon chose to become homeless, and he set up a campsite in the woods outside of Rockville, Maryland. You know, if you're just gonna have the inner peace to just wake up and say, I don't need a home.

Yeah. Yeah. I mean, that's what Tom Waits' character did in The Dead Don't Die. Yeah? Yeah. I mean, I don't need to have a child's fantasy. Remember Dennis The Men is speaking of when he got to be, um, when he got to be hanging out with the homeless dude.

Oh yeah, with Christopher Lloyd's character. Yeah, he was eating beans and stuff, and they had a campfire. Yeah. It's fun to a child, because you gotta understand how scary it is to be a homeless person. Right. And how it's challenging. It's a challenging position in life. It is hard.

It's very dangerous and scary. Yeah. Now, Haddon Clark was still able to get hired at restaurants despite living in the woods. His longest stretch during this period was six months at an upscale Italian place called Gipettos. Oh, Gipettos. Gipettos. But after he was fired from that job, the best he could do was a three-month stint at

the Rockville Holiday Inn as a salad prepper. There it is. I always prep the salad. I'll style the salad's hair, and I do its makeup. You have any idea how hard it is to get a nice lip on some romaine? I believe it. Oh, there's a bunch of pine cones in my pants. Oh, my friend.

I like that, though, a good Holiday Inn Express. They got a good breakfast buffets. You can make waffles. You can make omelets. You do a whole bunch of stuff. You're there. Plant. First of all, hopefully he's wearing gloves.

Oh, I don't think so. He's covered in pine needles and sleeping outside and shit, and I guess you can get away with it for a while, right? I know a lot of people have, you know, I did it myself. I lived in my car and worked. You can swing it, but you kind of need an infrastructure. Like I went to friends' houses and showered and shit, and like I had things that I could go do.

He had the VA hospital. Awesome. Yeah, you go to the VA hospital and shower like every few days. Sure. Yeah, and he made it work. I mean, most people didn't know that he was homeless. Okay. Now, he did briefly check into that VA hospital in 1989, and they strapped him down and pumped

him full of meds from just about the moment he walked into the door. Well, it seemed like he walked in and literally was just like, catch me, catch me. But he has a problem of causing chaos. Yeah, and Hatton was pretty free with talking about his problems. He told the staff that the birds and the squirrels were talking to him. Well, they do sing. You know, Zippy is really not feeling it's not harvest this year and caw, caw, the seagull. You know him?

Do you know him? I do know him, yeah. Yeah. He helped me kill a little girl. Well, I don't know that. I didn't know that side of him. That sounds bad. Hatton also told the VA hospital that he had chronic diarrhea from drinking all that pond

water out in the woods. Oh, that'll do it. And he blamed the diarrhea for losing his job at the Holiday Inn. See, they be calling me streaks at the restaurant, but that's cause I thought I moved fast. But even after diagnosing him as a paranoid schizophrenic and declaring him a danger to himself and others, they let Hatton Clark go after only five days. All right. Bye-bye.

Bye. Thank you for bringing me up. It was fun. Thanks for the valium. Pretty soon afterward, Hatton was arrested again. This time, Hatton was parked on the side of the road and when two cops stopped to assist, Hatton very quickly started moving items into the storage space behind the seat of his truck. Nothing to see here.

And he was doing this while wearing ladies' clothing. Ladies' women's panties. Wow. Well, he also was sleeping with his teddy bear. Yeah. He was kind of all cuddled up in women's clothing, sleeping with the teddy bear, which is, I mean, again, cool. Yeah.

You can do that. It's totally fine. And when the green coat Hatton was wearing got stuck on something and Hatton was trying to get it free, the cops saw that Hatton was carrying a handgun in the panties. No, he was in full like he had slacks, a blouse. Come on. Damn it. Damn it.

I've been wearing the coat and I've been just trying to be a fancy lady for once in my life. That's very fun. Wig everything. And when they patted him down further, a purse holding an ID that did not belong to Hatton dropped out of his pocket. Oh. And upon her searching Hatton's truck, the cops found wallets from 15 additional women.

See, earlier that day, Hatton had wandered into the local United Methodist Church during choir practice and had robbed the choir blind. When he had done this, dressed as a highly conspicuous woman. Yeah. Jeez. He just goes in with his loose wig on. Like I mean, say what you will, he could have put a little bit more time into his presentation. Did he even have a mirror?

I don't know what he had. He had a car mirror. He had a river. You could look into the pond like narcissists, right? He went his wig half a skew, a dirty river water soaked dress on, and weird ass flats that he probably found in a trash can and stole from people's houses. He just went, I just imagining him going through all of the pews, just been like, excuse me, excuse me, looking for my purse.

Why don't you just hit one note for us? Oh. Oh. Oh. Oh. Is that singing? Well, this time hadn't did get at least a little bit of jail time. Okay.

45 days. 45 days. So this is the most amount of jail up to this point. Yeah. But he didn't really mind it because it was winter time. And 45 days in jail beat 45 days out in the tent. I believe that? Yeah.

But after hadn't got out of jail, he decided to sort of rebrand himself as a local character. Oh. And since his career as a chef was pretty much over, hadn't started taking odd jobs around town, rollerblading everywhere, and naming himself the Rock Bill Rocket. When he was in his get up, the only way I could describe it is that he looked like if Gollum joined a special Olympics hockey team. I mean, I could see him zipping around though. Yeah.

He had a Washington capitals jersey that he had a uniform. It was like he had the little tiny shorts, the rollerblades, a Washington capitals uniform and a big, dumb helmet. He's a silly ass helmet. He's such a dangerous person, just rollerblading around with a bunch of bagels in a bag. Yeah. Do yourself a favor. Google image Haddon Clark.

It is quite entertaining. But the only regular job hadn't got was as an overnight bagel roller at the local What's a Bagel. What's a Bagel? This is my problem. Okay. You can't name a restaurant. The title of your restaurant, you are, you are, you are confessing you don't know what

the food is. Yeah. You can't go to a bagel restaurant where the first thing you see is what's a bagel? What's a bagel? But when Haddon wasn't at the bagel shop doing odd jobs or hanging out in the woods, he was usually at his local bar. He was a bit of a barfly, but usually stuck to sodas and coffee. He loved going to a bar called the malt shop, which was directly above a restaurant called

the dance and crab. See, this place was within walking distance of all the local TV stations that actually believed like this would probably be your Rockville, Maryland local. Okay. Because it was within walking distance to all of the local TV stations, that meant all the local news crews would pop in for a burger and beer after the six and 11 o'clock broadcast. Right. I am just so stressed out about talking about car accidents.

Yeah. It's just been a really hard day. Yeah. I bet that is really hard. Yeah. Can I have your pussy? And Haddon would make regular chit chat with all the local anchors and weathermen. It's so funny.

That's cute. But he's sitting there with the fucking helmet on and then you have to speak with him because I'm certain that they were all said at some point, they're like, that's the local bagel delivery boy. He's mentally handicapped. Like they were all like, he's a special boy. And so at the time you just think he's going, oh, it's just so nice to meet everybody and you're just so excited to meet him because you're a local anchor woman or anchorman.

You want to be nice to the local character. Of course. I mean, television news personalities are funny because I got to meet Steve Kornacky at the pack watching the Packers game. Right. And I was like, Mr. Kornack, you have a big fan of your analyst work, sir, on MSNBC. And then I forced him to take a picture with me and he was like, scared as hell. You were his Haddon Clark.

He had no idea what that, what he was a huge man was going to do with like identifying with a person. I couldn't pick him up out of a lineup. I don't know who this person is. And I got a degree in political science and then I definitely talked to log and then he's like, I'm going to watch the games now and he's like, okay, what if I make you sit with me? No, man, I get it.

Like, you know, when I was living in Lubbock, you know how excited I got when I saw Abner Uresti at the movie theater? Oh boy. Abner Uresti was one of the better dookie sports announcers out there. Is that a guy who invented the catheter? Who is that? No, he was a news anchor for KCBD. Yes, indeed.

Yeah. You see Abner at the story. Like when you see the weather man on it, have you guys ever, I mean, you guys have lived in a town about like 200,000, you know, yeah, in Tampa or when you see the local weather guy or the news anchor, it's exciting. Yeah, that is right. You see that cloud? I called that earlier today.

Called it. Yeah, our weather, local weather man, I think Eric Stone from Tampa, he was constantly harassed by old people because he was always wrong about the fucking weather in Florida and it changes so fast and so, especially in hurricane season, and he's just like, I am just sick and god damn tired of people giving me attitude. Like, yelled at my father in an elevator when my father was working security. Well, that's a thing, is it, Haddon Clark, like, he was charming enough during this time period to talk his way and sleep in with the bar made a couple of times.

This is just out of control. This is out of control. And he didn't go to her place. See Haddon wasn't a terrible looking dude. This is all you, Marcus. No, it was not. No, it was not. He was not terrible looking.

He was not terrible. He was terrifying looking. He was, yeah, I mean, in the pictures when he's dressed up as Kirsten Bluffin, yeah, he's terrifying. I quote this New Yorker article, the way he described it, his features are sharp and the expression in his eyes is often abstracted and menacing. But you know, the constant rollerblading and all the pond water diarrhea makes a man's belt, he looks like it just like a lesson.

If Raoul Julia at the end with cancer, he looks like he's just big, bold in eyes, nothing but veins. I think he looks like an in shape Steve Buschette. Whoa. Yes. So like I said, he was able to make it to the VA hospital every few days for a shower. Whoa. So every few days.

So every once in a while, Barmaid would ride in Haddon's Dotson truck out to Haddon's Tent for a quickie in the woods. A quickie. I want to speak with this Barmaid. I want to know what this Barmaid's thinking because honestly, it's like camping. It's not like camping. It is. You're going to go fuck a man in his car, which is all full of stolen women's panties

and a dookie-soaked teddy bear and him going, hope you like my studio apartment. Yeah. I'm sorry. I got some rhythm walking my lips and you have to be like, you know, there's a lot of people that don't understand him like I do. He's something special and the way he goes down in me, it's almost like he doesn't like it. Yeah.

I believe it. But another person who showed Haddon a kindness would come to greatly regret it. Penny Hotling hired Haddon Clark as a gardener through a homeless outreach program named Bethesda Cares, even though Haddon still had about $40,000 in the bank. See, Penny was a psychotherapist and she knew how to deal with Haddon because Haddon was just as mentally unbalanced as he'd ever been. It sounds like it's this fucking Richard Dreyfus shit from Bob. What about Bob?

She legitimately believes, been like, I can heal him. Yeah. I can zip it back and forth, been like, I've killed many people. Yeah. But you can only do so much. Well, she treated him nice and because she did him a kindness, Haddon started to pretend like Penny was his mother. Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Mommy replacement. But apparently he was not a very good gardener, according to reports, when she'd ask him to dig a hole every single time he'd do it, it would at least be at least two to three times bigger than she asked it to him, like he's digging a grave. Well, that's extra work. Yeah. That's extra work.

Now, she didn't notice when some of her jewelry and underwear went missing, but when Haddon started taking garden tools, she confronted him. Naturally, Haddon got pissed off and he freaked out so Penny felt bad and continued helping him. But it all came to a head when Penny's daughter, Laura, came to live in the house and Haddon started getting jealous. Uh-oh. See, Penny was supposed to be Haddon's mother and with Laura around, Penny wasn't paying

as much attention to Haddon. There's something about this that for me is very frightening, but the idea that you have this like, this man shows up because I understand my, my mom went through a period of time where they had like this like handy man that was around all the time that was just like a guy and it's just like, he's just in and out of the house and they implicitly trust him. I was like, I don't know who you don't know who this fucking guy is. You feel like you just found him literally in the yellow pages. This is back in the day.

Right. Who's this guy hanging around? Luckily he was fine. Then he died of a heart attack in her front lawn. Did he really? Oh yeah. Dropped. No kidding.

I don't know. How did you never tell us this that a man died in your front yard? Yeah. He just collapsed because it's not inside the house. What do you mean? But then what'd you do? We buried him in the backyard. No.

We hacked him up with a bunch of, you know, we separated all the ligaments and we boiled his teeth. We did everything you needed to do. No. He just got picked up by the ambulance. I've never, I don't think the vast majority of people listening, nor Marcus and I have ever had anyone die in our yard. Yeah.

He got psychologically murdered by my mom. I believe. No, no, no. He was actually very sweet. What I'm saying is that, imagine this, you come home from college and you have to deal with your mom. I mean, like, we have somebody that's something a little different about the house than I want you to know.

We've hired somebody that's going to help a lot, but in the end, we're helping him. And then it's Haddon Clark. It is a gangly psychopath, again, reeks of his own diarrhea, just digging graves outside. When Haddon's mind, Laura had to go. On October 14th, 1992, Haddon went to a local hardware store and bought two rolls of duct tape and two kinds of rope, writing a check for $21.13 with the name Laura printed in the memo. Four days later, while Penny was on vacation, Haddon drove his truck to Penny's house

and parked outside around midnight, wearing a women's wig, Penny's underwear, and women's flats paired with a lady's blouse, tan slacks, and a woman's trench coat. And on his chest, or so Haddon says, was a silver pen of a winged wood nymph, supposedly taken from his very first female victim killed almost 20 years before. He also carried his grandfather's rifle, and when he went into the house and entered Laura's room, he used that rifle to nudge Laura awake. And when she woke up, he asked her why she was in his bed, wearing his clothes. Think about how frightening that is.

Your gardener shows up in a wig, fully dresses a woman, wakes you up in a dead sleep with a gun in your face. It's like, why are you being me? Why are you trying to be me? That's my bed. These are my clothes. Yeah. And Laura was just too afraid to talk, so Haddon said, tell me I'm Laura.

Just kept saying it over. Tell me I'm Laura, tell me I'm Laura. And when she finally said, you're Laura, Haddon took her to the bathroom and forced her to take a bath. Now Haddon's original plan was to take her out to his campsite to show her, in his words, the real Haddon. But as he was covering her mouth with duct tape, he got excited and couldn't stop. So he kept wrapping more and more tape around her face, covering her mouth, then her nose,

and then her eyes, pretty soon, Laura suffocated to death. After she died, Haddon cut the tape off her face and sliced open her neck in the process. He tried taking her earrings, but when one proved too stubborn, Haddon took his scissors and chopped off the earlobe. Oh, jeez. However, even though Haddon admits to sitting there for an hour afterward fondling her breasts, he insists he did not rape her nor did he cannibalize her in any way. But he did use her brush to style his wig before he left.

One must be presentable. I guess so, my God. So at 3 a.m., Haddon wrapped Laura's body in a sheet and carried it out to the truck. Then he came back and gathered up all the blood-soaked evidence, including the sheet, the mattress, the pad, and the pillowcase, along with a few of Laura's personal items. It was 8 a.m. by the time Haddon left the house, and while a neighbor's housekeeper did see Haddon leave, Haddon was still dressed as a woman, and the housekeeper, who didn't know the hotlings that well, assumed it was Laura.

There's a lot of experts that wanted to say, Haddon did this so that he could leave surreptitiously from the house, and people would think it's Laura, but I think it's the opposite. I think that if what we found out is the otherwise is what he does believe is that when he puts on clothes, when he puts on women's clothes, he becomes Kristen, was it night blue? Bluefin. Bluefin. He becomes Kristen Bluefin, which means then he's out for murder. So it's weird.

It's almost like he's put on his costume, and it's become a more adult version of himself. It's like a criminal costume, because he also wore that when he stole all the purses. It is his alter ego, and that's also kind of a way to remove a little bit of blame for himself. Sure. Oh, it's not me doing it. Absolutely. Now, Laura's disappearance was noticed right away, and her boyfriend, Warren, went out

searching the moment she didn't show up for work. Eventually, he came across Haddon, who was out just driving around. Warren waved Haddon down and asked if he'd seen Laura, but Haddon just sped away, did a U-turn, and damn near rammed Warren's car. Now, Warren thought this was strange behavior, but again, local character. Ah, that's such a good way to get away with shit. Yeah. Warren brushed it off, but later mentioned it to the police.

Meanwhile, the close call with Warren reminded Haddon, I got to get rid of that body. Oh. That's why I was forgetting. I kind of start doing the to-do list. So he crossed the highway next to his campsite and dug a grave three feet deep and seven feet long, then covered the gravesite with tree branches and brush. And just one plastic bird. That's a nice kind of spread.

This is very Thanksgiving-y, I should think about this when I go to Macy's later. But it wasn't deep enough. By springtime, Laura's wrists and feet would begin to protrude from the ground, pushed up by the heavy rain, and animals would work further to dissenter the body. But just after the body was buried, Haddon drove to Rhode Island and stashed the evidence in a rented storage space. The only thing he kept on his person was the pillow case, which served as his personal trophy.

Now, this time around, the investigation was focused solely on Haddon Clark, especially after one detective remembered Haddon's name from the Michelle Dore case. Because you know what they had him in there, and they're pretty certain it's Carl Dore, but they're watching this maniac, and they're like, he's going to be guilty of something. And I think this is six years later, five or six years after the Michelle Dore murder. If your name continually comes up regarding murders, it's probably like an indication. It's like a bad sign. It's usually like, hopefully in life, you don't even ever get your name brought up when

it comes to a murder. Yeah. And even if it is, it's mostly just because they saw you, took a picture of you eating pizza outside the building while it's happening, and then you can just mostly use the whole court to sort of attack how New York pizza's changing. Although there is some good pizza here. The police, yeah, they're good, but yeah, thank you for defending New York pizza. I serious?

No one else will. If you're in Williamsburg, it's a best pizza. It's literally called best pizza. There's many good pizzas. No, I know. Pizza all over New York. Franklin Pizza here in Green Point is my favorite. Emmy squared.

I love Emmy squared. Triangolo. Carmine's pizza. Triangolo is not good. I like Triangolo. You like Triangolo? I like Triangolo. I didn't even, I thought it was a Russian front.

Let him have this. Well, the police called in Haddon for questioning, so Haddon figured it'd probably be best to toss the pillowcase out the window in the United Methodist Church parking lot. Get rid of it before you go and talk to the police, but the problem with Haddon's alibi for the murder was that he'd spent the night in the United Methodist Church parking lot. I didn't think that went through. No, you know what it is about? Haddon Clark, he's not a real detail-oriented guy.

He's not, huh? No, he's a real cross. He's not a real cross to tease Dotha J's kind of guy. That's interesting. Most chefs actually are. Yeah, yeah. So the cops took a canine unit out to the church and found the pillowcase almost immediately along with a cache of women's clothing that all belonged to Penny.

Then in Laura's room, they found a wig hair on her brush, and that hair matched a wig found at Haddon's campsite. But right now, this is all circumstantial, because Haddon's over at the house a lot. He might have just gone into her room and used her brush a little bit. None of this proves murder immediately. Hmm. Meanwhile, as the cops were closing in on Haddon, he drove to Cape Cod on Halloween night and dug up his father's grave.

That's awesome. I think it is kind of awesome that the idea, like, it's very symbolic, which is what we find a lot of times with serial killers that have very deep mental illness, kind of like Richard J's, where it all kind of comes back to some weird inner world. Yeah. I mean, that's the thing about paranoid schizophrenia is that it's seeing patterns that aren't there. Right. But it's not easy to be digging graves, digging up graves.

Did he, how long would stuff like, doesn't anyone notice that he just, he has to take multiple hours to dig up a grave, right? Yeah. It's six feet down. But that's the thing is, you know, some cemeteries, people might not go there for days on end. But first, if you're going there in the middle of the night, I mean, going to a graveyard and digging up a grave on Halloween night, now that's risky because you're going to run

in a teenager. Absolutely. There's a lot of teenagers and there's a lot of golf thrill seekers. According to Haddon, he was at his father's grave for both his trophies and the skeleton of Sarah Pryor. Once Haddon retrieved the trophy box and the skeleton, he said he put Laura's class ring inside, took both the box and the skeleton to his grandparents' oldest state on Cape Cod and buried them in separate locations.

And while Haddon was allegedly doing all this, the forensics team found Haddon Clark's fingerprint on the bloody pillowcase. And on November 6th, 1992, Haddon Clark was finally arrested for murder. Oh my. But Haddon Clark's interrogation rivals the Mark Twichel case in terms of its pure fucking goofiness, although this one is much, much dirtier than the Star Wars conversations that Twichel had. Yeah.

Yeah. He walked in there and he is, I saw one piece of footage of him inside the interrogation room and the only way I could say, I could see why he always has problems because he has no concept of personal space. He does this thing that I saw him do several times walking in and out of the cops thing, which I don't know if you've ever dealt with this in your life. It's kind of like a stupid alpha move that some stupid bros will do. Well they'll like try to get as close to your chest as humanly possible as they either

cross you in a hallway or as they walk around you, where they just like push themselves up deep into your personal space. Haddon Clark used to do this to the cops. Like I watched him several times as they ease handcuffs. He presses his chest up against them and they're forced to like back up like each time where he is, it's very strange. He's a very, he's just, you know, a very conflict based human being. Well that's like what you do at a UFC weigh in, for example, or a boxing match.

Yeah. You're trying to assert dominance. Yeah. It's all peacocking. But first, detectives brought in Haddon Clark's teddy bear, because they knew that the teddy bear meant a lot to Haddon. Oh my god, teddy bear, what did she do? What did they do to you?

Teddy bear, what did they do to you? Oh well, they've, they've been unstopping me. Oh yeah. Teddy bear, we're gonna blow up the police station. Oh I'd love that, Haddon. We're gonna do it. Well they asked Haddon to quote, let the bad Haddon out. They tried being nice at first.

They tried treating him like a child, but they got absolutely nothing. So they left the room. But they left in the teddy bear. Yep, they left in the teddy bear. Something to talk to. And when Haddon was alone in the interrogation room with just his teddy bear, he seriously turned to his toy and said quote, Uh oh, not getting out of this one. No Haddon, I don't think you are.

Is he doing both the voices? No, he's just sitting there talking to this teddy bear and singing his church hymns. Yeah, yeah, he's just singing them like rockin' back and forth, singing this little light of mine in this horrible, horrible nasal. Yeah, put a light on mine. Oh my god. I'm gonna let it shine. Geez.

And when the cops came back, things got a little blue. Uh oh. They started by pushing in the Haddon's sex life, hard and dirty, asking him if he'd ever fucked Penny. You're a fucked Penny. Yeah, if you'd ever fucked a dead body. If you'd ever fucked animals, particularly dogs, like were you some kind of dog fucker? You fucked dogs, huh?

Huh? No, no, no. I'm a dog murderer. Then they got even dirtier. They asked him if he had sex with his mother or his sister. Then they got into possible abuse in his past, asking quote, We're abused by a big bully who took you to the men's room and butt-fucked you? What kind of cops are these?

Bad ones. But alas, the only thing Haddon Clark would say was his lawyer's name, Donald Salisman. Donald Salisman. In fact, when they asked- You just fucked Donald Salisman? Is that what you're saying? Donald Salisman. This tells you that Haddon Clark is a lot more clever than he leads on.

All these people thinking that he, no, he knows when he goes into the box, you just say your lawyer's name over and over again. In fact, when they asked him what he was into sexually, he just drawly said, I'm into Donald Salisman. Oh my God. No, he turned into a character from Pose. My goodness. Then the detective from the Michelle Door case entered the scene to see if he could catch

any luck where the other ones had failed. He asked questions, he spat in Clark's face, and then he attacked the goddamn teddy bear. Oh my God. Can you imagine this? He's got the teddy bear in one hand being like, don't make me do it, Haddon, don't make me do it. I ain't saying nothing, I want to speak with my lawyer. Oh yeah, let's see what the teddy bear has to say.

Don't you say anything, Teddy. Don't you say anything. Don't you give anything to these pigs. I did it. Then the detective asked what kind of underwear Haddon was wearing, and he gave Haddon a fucking wedgie. Luckily for me, I like it. You gotta flip it on.

After that, they started with the jail threats, saying quote, Hey, do you have any butt cream? Huh? I don't know if you like taking it in the butt, because when they address you over there and they find out you got girls underwear, oh, daddy, you're going to need some butt cream. What's still, it's like, it's like the cast of nerds, it's like the bullies from the show movie nerds. Yes.

You got any butt cream for your butt? Butt cream. Your gay butt? Yeah. They're going to make your butt gay. And you're going to need cream for it. But still, nothing worked until they asked one of Haddon's female personalities to come out.

And they decided to try that at around hour seven. This is seven hours of them yelling about butt cream and fucking dogs and threatening the teddy bear. And then finally, they're like, can we talk to Kristen? So you know, they just walk out of the interrogation room and be like, well, Bob, it's your turn. I tried to strangle the bear and that did not work. And Gary, you did the butt cream thing, right? Yeah, I did the whole butt cream thing and we talked about that when we rehearsed this

last night. I honestly thought it went great. Yeah. I really tried to get it much in effect. I mean, what I'm going to do, I'm going to take my night stick, put it up the teddy bear's butt. Okay. That's maybe that'll work.

Let's say the teddy bear needs some butt cream. Butt cream. That might work. Well, because when he asked for Kristen, I kind of feel like with him, he's like, those are the magic words. Yeah. Because that's what he wants to be sort of known for. Yeah.

There's something about, there's a performative aspect to his mental illness a little bit where obviously he's not well, but there's something about how he wants. This is very important to him, that people know that Kristen's real and that Kristen has done these crimes. Kristen is the one who's responsible and that Kristen can come about, Kristen's truly very dangerous. Do you think that he truly thought if they were speaking with Kristen, they weren't speaking with Haddon and so he would get off?

Do you think he really, is there any way he's like, it wasn't me and the cops would be like, it was Kristen and I don't know what to do because. He wasn't that sick. Okay. I think it was just a part of the game. All this is a fucking game. Okay. But he told them that Kristen buried Laura in Warren Township, New Jersey, which wasn't

anywhere near where she was actually buried. She was buried right next to his campsite and it's not necessarily a confession. It's just a like, no, that's where the body is and if they don't find the body, then his lawyer can always say like, oh, he just said that. He just said shit. Yeah. He just said shit because he's obviously very sick. Right.

And after that, Haddon went to a cell and went to sleep. I can feel he doesn't like that word that those nightcap is going in and out of his mouth. But there was one interesting thing that happened between the interrogation and the trial. When they searched Haddon's truck, they found a hand-drawn map that led to a cemetery in Cape Cod. Thinking this might be where Laura was buried, they brought a cadaver dog and while they did not find Laura's body, the dog pointed to the same grave where Haddon said he had temporarily

buried Sarah Pryor. They dug it up, didn't find anything, but the dog did at least point to there was a dead body here at one point. But when the trial got closer and all the state had on Haddon was the fingerprint on the pillowcase and a whole bunch of circumstantial evidence, the prosecutor made a deal with Haddon for second degree murder in exchange for a guilty play. And that gets it done. And then you get three hunts in a cot, then he gets to go to jail, kind of which is actually

probably in the end a very safe place for him, much safer than sleeping in your car out in the fucking woods. But one thing I forgot, I wanted to bring up during the interrogation, is that he does this thing where he keeps attributing quotes to the Bible that are not a part of the Bible. But you know what I'm saying, it's like the Bible says, ask a stupid question, you get a stupid answer. You're like father, like son, you ever read that in a Bible? And where does the Bible say, you ask a stupid question, you get a stupid answer?

What, do you know what part of the Bible that is? Engvall, chapter five, season one. Here's your sad. Well Haddon accepted the plea, read a full confession in court and told the police exactly where the body was buried. Within a few hours, Laura's body was found and Haddon was sentenced to 30 years in prison. Now by 1999 Haddon Clark was due in time at Western Correctional Institute and the years in prison had not improved his mental state.

He has become an noxious demon in jail. He'd taken hanging breakfast sausages in his cell suspended by dental floss and once they were covered with the desired amount of fuzz, Haddon would pluck them and gobble them down. Okay so I have to do it. What? Do you want some sausage? Straighten your finger Tom

It's exactly what he would do if he went to prison. Daddy, do you want some sausage? He also Phil used milk cartons with food scraps, then he turned the milk carton upside down, put it in the corner of a cell and let it rot for a week. Did he have a celly? Well, that's what we're about to get to. Because that would have been a, that's, prison is bad enough. Yeah.

There's, I don't know what the hell this is because it would make him vomit. He would have diarrhea constantly because he'd, oh wait until the whole thing was rotted and then he'd open up the milk carton and eat the surprise. Oh, okay. If there's a psychologist at the, I love insight into what the hell this means. Why does he become as rancid as humanly possible? Yeah. Yeah.

Well, I think we just got an email at sidestorieslpotl at gmail.com. Subject is he's batshit crazy. Yeah, that's from a psychologist. Oh, he's wackety shrek. Yeah, but yeah, sidestorieslpotl at gmail.com. If you are a psychologist, please let us know what you think about this series. Well, it was into this cell that John Patrick Truitt arrived as Haddon's cellmate. Uh-oh.

Yeah. God damn it. Can you imagine this? So you walk into the cell, it's, it's got a, you got rotting food in the corner and a milk jug, bunch of sausage just covered in fuzz. Ah. Toilets covered in vomit and diarrhea and just fucking filled with it. Sorry for the mess, a lady has her secrets.

Yeah. And Haddon would sometimes like he would switch into the Kristen Bluefin persona while him and his celly were like playing chess and he'd start flirting, because that's the thing is that Haddon Clark was a fantastic chess player. Nobody could beat him, but when he would, was Kristen Bluefin, he'd let his cellmate win. To flirt with him. To flirt with him.

Oh, you're just so smart and so good at chess and they said that he was very exaggerated. I mean, how fucking proud just is this shit to deal with your in jail? Like he was already a murderer. This, the, the cell was a murderer too, but he's sitting there with fucking Haddon Clark and Haddon Clark going, darling, like touching his knees and his eyelashes, lies hovering over a shit covered toilet. Yeah. The odor itself, I cannot, when I spent the night in the tombs for, uh, for helping that

do through a turnstile, the smell was so intense. It stayed on my clothes like it was a bar full of cigarettes, to wash everything. Now, John Patrick Truett does in fact sort of look like the depiction of the European Jesus that we've all seen in church. So Haddon Clark assumed that Truett was in fact Jesus. Of course he was. And the way he was presented is that he came in and it was like he was standing in the corner, turn around, and it's like, I knew you'd come.

I knew you'd finally come, Jesus, to hear all my sins. Oh my God. Well as Jesus, I proclaim, let's clean it up a little bit. Why don't we just get some soap in here, we'll throw some bleach on the ground. It's cleanness is next to godliness, Haddon. Did you know that, Haddon? It's queer Jesus for the straight psychopath. So since Truett was Jesus, Haddon started confessing to his crimes, although he still

did it in a way that made Truett think that Haddon absolutely relished the memories. It wasn't a confession, it was bragging. He just wanted to talk about it and he thought that he would be safe talking to Jesus about his crimes. But the crime that caught Truett's attention was the murder of Michelle Dore. And since this was a child murder, Truett had no compunction whatsoever in going to the FBI in exchange for a lighter sentence. And before 1999 was over, Haddon Clark had been found guilty of the murder of Michelle

Dore as well. Oh thank God, I mean, he just devastated so many people. He did it in such like a fancy lady way too where he would just go like, I never should have killed her. I never should have killed her, but now what's done is done, and that's in the past. And now we're focusing on the present like this new brew I have of hamburger in this milk carton that I just need to get at a type of gray. Yeah, I guess so.

Now the only reason why we know for sure that Haddon Clark murdered Michelle Dore is because Haddon gave the FBI the location of her body. But after his second conviction, Haddon started dangling a few more bodies. But he would only show the cops where the bodies were buried if they agreed to two conditions. One, Jesus had to come along. Had to come. AKA his cellmate, John Truett. Meanwhile, God, this fucking guy, cause you know, he probably thought it'd be like, great,

he's just gonna go searching for the bodies, he's gonna be gone for a while, and he's like, nope, I need my roommate. You have to hang out with him in a van all day? Oh my. The other condition is the cops had to buy him a wig, panties, bra, a skirt, and a sweater Otherwise, no bodies. No bodies. So a guy that looked like Jesus, a serial killer dressed in ladies' clothing bought

from Kmart, and a couple of cops started traipsing around the northeast, and they'd always stop at Burger King for lunch. Oh, no kid. When you order for me, I want a whopper, no bun, but with everything on it. I just want the patty with all the toppings. Oh, really? Well, both Truett, they kind of did it to fuck with the guys, because Haddon hated it, because Burger King wouldn't serve him raw beef, and Truett was a vegetarian, but there

were no more bodies to be found. Some sites Haddon took them to had been paved over by strip malls, while the landscape of shifting beach dunes on his grandfather's property in Cape Cod had changed so much that locating the same spot from years before was absolutely impossible. Well, he said the bodies were never important to him, because he never visited the bodies afterwards. So he said that he had memories of where his treasures were, all of his trophies, but the bodies could kind of come and go.

Yeah. And he also said that he was kind of in a fugue state. So in a way, I sort of buy it, like I sort of buy that he did kill people, but he couldn't remember exactly where the bodies were, because again, he wasn't all there to begin with. Yeah, unorganized. He describes it, he'd go back in the van and he would just be like childlike, like, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to waste everybody's time, I want to do good for everybody. I don't want to put you out on a wild goose chase or anything.

Yeah, well, you're about to go back to jail. I hope you have your butt cream. Oh, yeah. It's the same, it's Gary from the interrogation, yeah. Honestly, I just want to thank you so much, this butt cream you got for me. Yeah, I got you. It was just kind of. It's so nice.

You like it. Honestly, and I love the scent and I love that I love what it's it's doing for my butt. It's like added years to my butt cream. And of course, everywhere the ad and Clark went, the local news, the local news crew always followed along and interviewed the local yokels. Because you got to put that you got to have something on the six o'clock news. Not just something, something incredible. This is juicy.

This is a gold mine. One daughtering old woman who is asked about the Clark family unhelpfully said, Mr. Clark used to have a lovely garden. Haddon Clark and his brother, they, they played there. They were the grandchildren. Thank you, old lady. All right. Next up, we got Rick Steves from sports, but one thing they did find was Haddon's box

of treasures. Uh-oh. It was right where he said it would be and when investigators opened it, they found over 200 pieces of women's jewelry inside, including Laura Hotling's class ring. So we don't know if these were from victims, but they could also just because remember he stole 15 purses from a bunch of little old ladies acquire practice. You know, he was absolutely a thief. He stole a bunch of jewelry from, uh, you know, from Penny Hotling, um, could also be

murder trophies. At least some of them. We don't know. We'll never know. And so Haddon Clark still to this day sits in prison, eating moldy food and filling up toilets while loudly singing church hymns in a nasal falsetto. And that is where and probably how Haddon Clark will one day die. Whoa.

So he's also a Marcus had a chance to show us some of his drawings and paintings. He's like a real George W. Bush killer who now loves to draw. You know, and you know what they say about Haddon Clark? Yeah, if he spends his whole day like eating a bunch of sludge and making a bunch of diarrhea, if you do what you love, you never work a day in your life. Never work a day in your life. This is one of those guys who jail is actually something that I think is not bad enough for him.

Yeah. Because he's fine. Yeah. He is fine with it. Yeah. He just needed he needed to be in a concrete square. Yeah. It's good.

He's away from us. Yeah. Oh, absolutely. No, that's that's definitely the best. Yep. Yeah. All right, everyone. There it is.

Haddon Clark. And I want to thank everyone for the great response to this series because this is one of the heavy hitters a lot of folks hadn't heard about. Yeah. And so it's so great when you all do it, you do a deep dive into the brains of madness deeper and deeper. And they are able to find someone as compelling as Haddon Clark that isn't as famous as so many others.

We're going to keep the hits coming. Yeah. We got a lot of shit coming up. We've got next week, we got a relax fit, which surprised and delight you. And then after that, I think we're going to have a little something weird in a pipe. Yeah. I love it. I'm weird.

And we got something huge planned for episode 400. Yeah. 400. 400 doing this for like a long time. But with the side stories, we're at like almost 470 or 80. My God. Henry's still a guest on the show. I know.

I'm still not getting paid. All right, everyone. Thank you all so much for listening. Again, we are going to be in the Pacific Northeast very, very soon. Atlantic Northeast, the Pacific is in the West. Yeah. Whatever. It's all the same.

Northeast, Atlantic Northeast, Pacific Northeast. We will be there. Very excited for it. We got Portland, Maine on November 21st, Northampton, Massachusetts on November 22nd, Buffalo, New York on November 23rd. Then in December, we're doing Toronto, Detroit and Columbus on the 5th, 6th and 7th. And of course, New Orleans on the 13th. Cannot wait.

It seems like in Buffalo, 9-11 Tavern is the place to go. That's what they're saying. 9-1-1 Tavern. Oh, 9-11 Tavern? I don't know. It's 9-1-1 Tavern. It's 9-11 Tavern. That is the name of it.

Oh, man. There's a slash between the 9 and the 11. Then it's 9-11 Tavern. Then it's 9-11 Tavern. 9-9-1-1. It's 9-1-1 Tavern. Let's go to the 9-1-1. That's so scary.

I'm sure that's the people in Buffalo. Let's go to the 9-1-1. Back to the 9-1-1. If you know the Buffalo accent, that's funny, and also congratulations, Marcus. Thank you very much. You have the wedding, and so this is, again, the final episode before Marcus Parks is a kept man. Ladies, hands off.

Man. Yeah. Hands off. Oh, my. Because it ain't cheating if it's different. I don't think that's true. All right, everyone. Thank you all so much for listening.

Hail yourselves. Hail Satan. Hail Geen. Magusta, lesions. Hail me. Yeah, you can take those panties off now, Henry. The entire segment is done. The show's over.

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