My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark - MFM Minisode 15

Episode Date: January 16, 2017

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We at Wondery live, breathe and downright obsess over true crime and now we're launching the ultimate true crime fan experience, Exhibit C. Join now by following Wondery, Exhibit C on Facebook and listen to true crime on Wondery and Amazon Music, Exhibit C. It's truly criminal. I'm not kidding, Stephen. I will fire you and rehire you at a lower rate. Fire you out of a cannon. Hi. Hi. What if I've never heard us just be rating? Stephen left it in the part in the beginning of the podcast that wasn't recording. I feel like that might be a fun new recurring segment. Just be right, Stephen. Yeah. Not even now it was recording. Oh my god, I'm so sorry,

but he also had to be told. Welcome to my favorite murder. The mini-soad. You tune in, when just when you have time, 20, 30 minutes, depending on what we feel like talking about, whether you're at the store or real loose, just and just, you know, do some yoga stretches. Yeah. Get mad that we're not reading your stories that you've sent in three times already. But then breathe through that in blue out red. No, in red out blue. Oh, I didn't know that was a thing. If you have a rage issue in red, you're visualizing and you're drawing in red into your body and then blowing out blue, cool blue air blue. Wait, then the blue would be leaving your body and you're drawing in blue and blowing out and like a dragon blowing

out red. Let's start it over. Hello. Welcome. You know what? Just keep your anger issue deep inside your body where it belongs. Hold it. Hold your breath. Hold it tight and work those glutes. What happens when red and blue mix? That's purple. Okay. Keep the purple inside of your body tight. Like a grape drink. Like just turn it, like shake yourself and turn it into purple and then hold your rage and mix it with the blue and then you're just like fine. And it becomes yogurt. Purple is just like medium, right? Yep. I mean, it's like somewhere between red and blue is what I'm saying. Oh, I see. It's really, it's you found a spot where you get to be angry if you want to. But then you also can cool it down if you feel like it. Like you're in control. Good job. Bye.

Do you want to go first? Okay. So we're going to read your hometown murders that you sent us. You sent them. This is your doing. Good job. This one is from Anna that's called Love Your Podcast, My Hometown Murder Story. Hello, Karen and Georgia. I recently found out about your podcast. God, that's how every one of them starts, which is like, thank you for listening. But this is also from like four years ago. We didn't have a podcast yet. It's weird. I had a premonition about your podcast. So I went ahead and wrote this down. I'm obsessed with it. I never thought that there were other people out there enjoyed murder. I watched every movie, much my parents just like it. Anyway, I wanted to let you know my hometown story.

I'm originally from Mexico City. And when I was young, maybe about 10 or 15 years old and old lady to live two houses away from my diet, I always thought that it was a little weird because some cops had shown up to ask if we had seen anything. But she was old and my parents just told me that she passed away. So I just left it at Santa Claus also. Cut to the film. The orphanage. Have you seen it? Creepy as fuck. It's so creepy. In February, I went home to visit my parents. And for some reason, my dad and I started talking about that woman in the house. And if her son was still taking care of it and my dad finally said to me, well, yeah, it must be really hard for him to sell the house because his mom was murdered there. What? I was in shock. He had never told me this

or anything relating to this. I find out that she was murdered by one of Mexico's most infamous women serial killers called the old lady killer. Yes. Oh, she wrote it in Spanish or La Mataviatis in Spanish. Yeah, La Mataviatis. You know what I'm saying? That's not true. Anyway, her name was. We're going to make a giotum joke right there. No, I was going to make. No. Okay. Very tasteful joke. You're right. Of course. I'm not doing it. Her name was Juana Dayana Borez Sampero. This woman used to be a Mexican wrestler known as the Lady of Silence. What? What? Which is La Demal Del Celso. Del silencio. I'm sorry. I took typing instead of Spanish in my fucking. I took French. All white town. Yeah, don't. But sorry. Okay. The lady who was murdered

was the Lady of Silence. No, the lady who was the fucking serial killer. No. Was a Mexican wrestler known as the Lady of Silence. She was the most infamous women serial killer call. I'm going to scrap this because I'm going to do this as my murder. So bad. This is so fucking good. I know. Fuck. From what I understand, like this is new to me to everyone. I've never heard of this. Like we don't, we scan these are like, okay. From what I understand, she started killing old women to steal things from them and would dress up as a nurse and convince the old ladies to let them into the house and then kill them. But eventually she started liking to kill and just went for it. The longest time the cops thought it was a man who was committing the murders and

not a woman because she would punch and strangle the victims. And of course, then she said, and of course a woman wouldn't do wouldn't be strong enough for that unless she's a wrestler. Yes. She was fine. Russell's actually, they're really good at punching. They don't actually hurt you. You mean because they're like faking the punch? It's not fake. Oh my God. Placing the punch. She was finally caught in 2006 and sentenced to, you ready for this? 759 years. 17 days. Oh, okay. In prison. That was for stealing the watches. Yeah. Anyway, so interesting and fascinating. I thought you would like to learn about serial killers in a different country. Love your podcast. Thanks so much for doing it and making me feel a little more normal for all these things. Honey,

you're fucking better than us. This is such a cool story. Have a great week from Anna. Anna. Yeah. Okay. The lady of silence. Your grandma just picture it tooling around the house. Canary up in the corner. Yeah. Like I've lived so long and I'm like, it's so cool that my grandma can stay at home and live at home. Just resting and just making a roast or whatever. And then she shuts a door and who's standing behind it. But the lady of silence wrestler. Oh my God. Did she wear a wrestling mask? Do you think? Yes. A gold LeMay wrestling. Like a nurse's uniform. That's a kind of a cool character for a wrestler. That'd be pretty amazing. And then you're like, she's got those big thick white shoes on like that. Oh yeah. Kind of a farmalari look on the bottom. I

honestly have wished that those would be in style for so long because I want to wear them. Look what the lifts. Nurses shoes. I want those so bad on my feet. My mom was a nurse and so we grew up with all those just a super wedgy rubber heeled shoes. I think those are kind of cute in like a vintage way and I'm trying really hard to bring them back. Do it. A thick white shoe. Or they're sometimes they come in tan and I'm like, those are fucking either like nude or not tan or nude. Yeah. I kind of dig those. Okay. Well, then I think we have our new uniform. That sounds perfect. Okay. Fuck black dresses at the leisos. Yes. That we're dressing like Mexican wrestler nurses. And we had to wear the rest of the mask the whole time. And I mean, now I don't

know who Karen is. I know who George is. George is the one with the wrestling mask on that has like the red and the blue and Karen's the one that has the purple. Purple. Oh my God. Brought it back. So silencio the whole time that we can't tell them apart. Neither of us talk. Okay. I'm going to do Stephen, a full shout out to Stephen who is now going into these hometowns starting from the beginning. Yeah. Having fun. All the people, right? I didn't want to say it because and it just makes like we want to give Stephen credit, but we also don't want to sound like as how overwhelmed we are by all of this. Not our fault. Okay. Well, and also I think it makes people feel better that we're finally doing that. We said we're going to do for a full year straight. Anna

is, Anna's is from April. She probably doesn't listen anymore. She's not listening. She's like, fuck them. Yeah. Anna, please tweet at us if you're still listening. I have a system. So hopefully we'll get to a good one. Okay. Thank you. Now that we are the cats of the bag. Thank you, Stephen. I mean, let's be full. What do they call that transparency? Okay. Like Obama tried to be. Let's do that on this podcast. And Hillary. Because also, and she tried. I think it gave me so much anxiety. Like we actually said the amount we had and all that stuff that I didn't want people to feel lost in the sea of like, they'll never read it. Definitely. Now let's go back to January 4th of 2016. How was it a year ago? It was a full fucking year ago. Holy shit. And this wasn't,

the subject line was Florida sucks. But this hometown child murder doesn't question mark. Hello ladies, your podcast has led me to dive headfirst into the history of my hometown murders. This murder is not just in my hometown. It all happened just walking distance from my actual house on the morning of November 4th, 1980. Aliza or Eliza Nelson, 10 year old with long, blonde hair and slate blue eyes was riding her bike to what was then called Palm, Palm Harbor Middle School. I went there as a child. At least it was going to be late that day because of a dentist appointment. Her mother had given her a note to excuse her tardiness, but that tardiness would become a forever, forever absence shit. I'm giving you a note for that. Nikki's really

painting a picture here. Yeah. Larry Eugene Mann, a male with prior sexual assault convictions in both Florida and Mississippi, including molesting a mother and threatening to sexually assault her 18 month old baby. Kidnapped Alisa and left her bike in a ditch about a mile from the school. He then slid her throat and beat her over the head with a pipe that had some type of concrete basis. He discarded Alisa's body in a citrus groves that were eventually demolished to build the new middle middle school. It is literally a 40 second walk from my front door. That's in all caps. Holy shit. Mann attempted to suicide the same day of the murder claiming he'd done something wrong and needed help. Yeah. Four days later, it was reported that Mann's fucking wife was getting

his glasses out of his pickup truck. That's, I love that. It's like, it just says fucking wife in all caps. He had a fucking wife. Yeah. Jesus. He got down on one knee and was like, you know what? I don't want to spend the not a good person. I might be the devil stood in front of stay with me forever. God in his family and was like, I'm going to love and cherish you. I'm going to murder children though. I'm just going to do my thing. Uh, there, she found Alisa's blood stains, tardy note. Oh, so she goes into the pickup truck. This is awful. The police were notified and soon had a warrant to search the truck. They found paint scrapes. The police were notified. I mean, his fucking wife was like, what's up? Get me out of here for her. Could you airlift me out of here

please? Her though. Um, they found paint scrapings from her bicycle and blood in the cab. Needless to say that trash bag of an individual, uh, that trash bag of an individual was arrested and convicted and got seven years. Um, no, he, uh, man was executed on April 10th, 2013. Good job, Florida. Yeah. This made him one of Florida's longest serving inmates. Oh, so it just happened in 2013. Um, he was one of Florida's longest serving inmates on death row. There is now a reading nook dedicated to Alisa at the new Palm Harbor middle school. And you bet your asses I'm heading over ASAP to see it. Thank you both for being, uh, incredible, funny women and making me realize how deep my love for true crime really is. Nikki, Nikki, that you did great on your hometown murder

that was an absolute atrocity. Okay. Also make me a reading nook when I die, please. I mean, turn my body into a reading nook. Is that what you would like? A reading nook sounds like a drink. I guess. Do you want it like, um, put it? Yes. Do you want it at the drawing room? Yes. Back over by the karaoke machine. Yes. That's a great karaoke machine unless they turn into one of those fucking digital karaoke machines, then get me the fuck out of there. Oh no, you won't be, there's no way. Later. Then we'll put you at the alcove. Alcove's great. I like the alcove outdoors. Okay, good. Yeah. Let's do that. Birds, bird feeder. Okay. I like birds, the roost. Oh yeah. I'm not going to tell everyone where I go all the time. Like I'm about to be like,

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planning to hold them for ransom. Local police and the FBI marshal a search effort, but the trail quickly runs dry. As the air supply for the trapped children dwindles, a pair of unlikely heroes emerges. Follow against the odds wherever you get your podcast. You can listen ad free on the Amazon music or Wondery app. Let's see, Skyler or let's do let's do let's see Steven put this one first. So let's do this one. Great. Like there's got to be a reason there's probably not a reason. Okay, this one's from March. And it's called the Catman of Greenuck. Hi guys, I'm a big fan of the podcast and I recently turned my sister on to the show since we both share love for true crime. But seeing as we live in small cities in Scotland, there isn't a huge amount of murders in this

country. Oh, cute. Just imagine the accent with which she was typing this. I wish I could do it. I can't even imagine it. I wish one of us could not insult an entire country by doing their accent. Do you can you imagine just the piles of emails we would get if we tried to speak Scotta. They should stop doing that. They should they're they're terrible. It's racist. They should stop doing it. That's as close as I can get. We did it. So there isn't exactly a huge amount of murders in this country, let alone mysterious or interesting ones. Let's move to fucking Scotland. I mean, that'd be a real relief. Yeah, there are, however, some great local legends, whilst speaking to my sister. Not kidding. It says that about your show and our shared interest in mad shit in mad shit.

Mad shit. She asked me a question. I told you about the cat man of Greenock, Greenock, I'm gonna guess Greenock, right? So the story goes that my sister's hometown of Greenock, there lives a cat man, a guy that lives feral in the woods, that crawls around his stomach all day and eats rats. Yes. Elvis got so excited. Elvis just his whole head perked up. He's like my dream. He is completely covered in dirt and grime from all his years of living in the trees and cannot communicate with others. Sounds like my dream. For years, the story, but he does have a smartphone. And his cat has an Instagram. He has his own Instagram. For years, the story of cat man was passed from one person to the next, often believed to be a tailspin. I fucking know

Stephen has a photo right now. Are you serious? Stephen, show us right now. No, I'm not gonna finish it. Show me. Hold on. Oh, my God. There's shit at it. Let me see. Let me see. No, let me see. This cannot be real. It looks like the movie. What's the, what's the, the Mulholland Drive? Yeah. When she finds the, the, the, the scary monster. In the back of the valley. In the dumpsters. It looks like, which I think is a woman actually. I don't know. There's, well, there's two people when they go, they're really small people. Not the small people though. Like the, there's like a homeless, supposed to be like a homeless woman. Oh yeah. That comes up really fast. This is insane. You guys go and just brought through. Okay. So it's a man that's bald with a beard, like in crazy

hair coming out of the side of his head and then a beard. And he is, he looks, talk about being purple. That one looks fake to me. Well, could this be a hoax? It could be a hoax. I'm gonna keep reading. So there's also these pictures. He has rats in his mouth in each picture. It's like, he's curled up to the camera like, Hey folks. And then like the rat is there. Yeah. No, he's, and he also looks like he must be eating a lot of rats is all I'm saying. You know what I mean? Like, wouldn't you be skinny? Okay. Any who, wow, that was, I just fat shamed the cat man. What's up? Okay. What's up 2017? Honk rock. Catch him like a nail. This is just traumatized. Okay.

Okay. For years, the story of the cat man was passed from one person to the next, often believed to be a tailspin to scare local kids or worry drunk as they stumbled home, as if we need more to worry about. However, a few years ago, a video service of a local citizen attempting to speech a cat man while he eats a dead rat. And then she sent a link, but then she said, you may need to decipher a Scottish accent. I'm afraid. Oh, hey, oh my God. Let me, we were right. Convinced that my sister was winding me up. Oh my God. I Googled it and turns out that cat man is a hundred percent real. Multiple videos and photos of him exist now. Some say that he was a Russian sailor who got stranded in Greenock and lived

off the streets. Others say he's just a local man with severe mental health issues, but either way, the shit blows my mind. He just lives feral. Police don't bother him or try to get him help at all. Apparently, because he doesn't do any harm to anyone else, they just leave him be. I don't know if this would qualify for the show or not. Oh, it does. Yes, girl. But I thought it was fucked up enough that you guys would want slash need to know. Yes. Yes. Again, for the great show. And her, her, his name is Callum. The rat man? No. I mean, Catman. This person's name. Oh, the person. Callum. Callum. This thing is a girl. Is that shitty? I have no idea. We should not. We should know that, but we don't. Callum, K-E-L-L-U-M. C-A-C.

Callum? Callum. Callum. Callum. C-A-L-L-U-M. Is that a boy? I think that's a boy's name. We were never invited to Scotland again. You know, I lived there for a couple months. Oh, right. But it's not like that means it. I didn't learn anything. Were you in a rom-com? Was that what you did? I was. I was, actually. What was that movie? Was it Ginny Garofalo? Who was in that like? Oh, yeah. The one where she has to go. That was Ireland, though. They're the same. No. Pretty sure. Totally kidding. Oh, my God. I just pictured you as Ginny Garofalo in a town with a lot of cute guys named Callum. Yeah, that was exactly what it was like. Please, anyone email us. Call us on the hotline. If you know of a person, now look, yes, we get it. This could be a person that with

extreme mental illness that only will crawl on the ground. Is that good? No. Does it hurt him? Probably. Is he happy? He looks fucking happy. Seems content as fuck. He's smiling with a rat in his mouth for these pictures. But, dude, it's also just like, holy shit, that's happening. Yeah. That's crazy. Look up these pictures. Like, I think half the population would be a catman if they had a fucking choice and like, go do that. I mean, it would be a nice relaxing weekend, that's for sure. Yeah. Just for starters. Catman retreats were just like, be feral. Feral retreats. I would get mad because I don't like crawling that much. I would need, like, I need to lay down. What if it's like feral, however, like my weekdays

when Vince is at work and I'm home alone with the cats is I'm feral. Like, I have feral days. What do you do? Fucking, I wear fucking Siamese cap, pajama pants and fucking T-shirts and just crawl around. No, I just like talk to them. Well, you're a nut. No, it's so much fun though. Do you get super dirty? I mean, I don't bathe very often. No, I do. I just don't. And when Vince comes home, I'm like, hey, and I'm fine. You like wrap it up around 5.30? Four. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. He always comes home a little early, so like, I gotta be ready. Yeah, that's right. Yeah. And pretend like you've just been ready all

day. What? This hair? Oh, this whole thing? Right. That's a good, that was a good one. International stories of like, let's call them stories of fascination. Yeah. Like, have you ever heard of the dog suicide bridge? No. Oh, that's a good one. Dog suicide? Yeah. It's somewhere in. I'm pretty sure it's in England. Oh. And there have been to date, say, I just read this article too, because I got the Atlas Obscura book for Christmas, which I love. And yeah, there's a bridge. I think it's in England and like, there's say, 30 or 40 dogs have jumped off this bridge to their death. Baby. It's crazy. Is it a river of tennis balls? Question. Quick question. Is it a peanut butter river with tennis balls flowing in it?

Because that's not suicide, girl. That's not sad anymore. That's heaven. Like, can you imagine jumping face first into like, what do you like? Tell me what you're gonna do. Fucking peanut butter river works for me. Just fine. And I don't mind a tennis ball. I have to say they smell good. And they're fun to kind of squish around in your hand if you're stressed out. Hey, if I can mend, if you have a backache, you roll around on top of one of them. If you were swimming in a peanut butter, butter river, there would be so much support. You know what I mean? Like you could, I guess you'd get stuck a little bit, but if it flowed, let's just say it's the hippie kind that has a lot of oil in it. Oh, I hate that.

So there is a flow to this river. Crunchy or smooth. I mean, it's to your preference. I don't, I would want smooth. And it should be salty because then it's more buoyant when it's salty. And there should be chocolate chips in it. We're just like talking about, just like, you should live in the world. But no, you're not living in chocolate peanut butter lake. Chocolate peanut butter lake. See you later. England. Come to our fair retreat. There are chocolate peanut butter lakes with or without tennis balls. And you can jump to your death. Congratulations. If you seriously, though, if you have a peanut butter pond in your town, please email us. All right. I picked this one, this next one.

Because who the fuck is this podcast? Who cares? At this point, who cares? I'm crying. This is from January 8th of 2016. She sounds weird. No, that's just the date. Her name is Jocelyn. And it says, my hometown murder, Sonoma, California. That's where you're near. That's right. So this might be one I know. So I'm going to make, I'm going to do this extra dramatic. My husband thinks I'm a total weirdo because I mentally draw strangers faces just in case they turn around and murder someone and I have to provide a sketch to the cops. Okay. First sentence of the email. That's how she busts out. There's no hi or hello. It literally, oh, sorry, there was a hi, Georgian Karen up there. She's just like dying

to get this out and for someone not to call her a psychopath. And we're just like, cool. The best thing I've ever heard. Tell me more. And also, why didn't you tell us sooner? Yeah. So needless to say, your podcast is my fave. That's that whole first paragraph. Beautiful start, Jocelyn. Here's my hometown murder. This guy is burned in my brain because I vividly remember helicopters circling my elementary school looking for him on April 24th, 1989. Oh, I remember this one. Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. This is bad. Ramon Salcedo, a 28 year old vineyard worker, went on a killing spree in Sonoma, the small rural town where I lived. Jocelyn, I lived in Petaluma. Well, actually, at that point, I had gone to Sacramento for college, but girl, I'm with you.

After returning home from a night of binging on alcohol and cocaine at a local bar, side note, this bar was right around the corner from my parents' house. Salcedo found his wife, Angela, gone and his three young daughters asleep in their bedroom. Being an insanely jealous man, Salcedo assumed that Angela was out sleeping with another man and attacked her when she returned home, cutting her with a knife. He then grabbed his three daughters and fled. Oh, I remember this. Right? This is bad. Yes. It was later reported that Angela had actually walked to the fucking ATM to retrieve money and had planned to leave him, that she had planned to leave him that day. And bring the kids, probably. She was just a little late.

Now, if you know anything about Sonoma and I'm picturing if there's a bar, it's such a small town that if they lived near a bar, Sonoma is so small-towny. And it's upscale now, but back then, it was rural as fuck, right? But it's rural in the surrounding, but the town itself, if she went out to go to the ATM, it's right by the town square. Everything's kind of very central there unless you're out by the vineyards. I don't know why I'm explaining that. It's maddening to me. She probably was like, I'm going to run down and get money and come back real quick. After leaving the house, Salsito drove his three young daughters aged four, two, and one to a nearby garbage transfer station, which is right outside of Petaluma. This one rocked. My mother talked about

this forever because it was the dumps. It's my dad. We spent my childhood with my dad going, come to the dumps with me. Like digging through the dumps? No. I was kind of like, that's so cool. Is that weird? He had to dump our garbage at the dump. I'd never done that in my life. I feel that once when I stayed in my carro head and I'm like, you have to bring your garbage in your car to place. I know. You know why? Because I lived far out of town enough where there was no- The same hours and shit would be like getting your shit. No, it's still wrong. It wasn't a campsite. We didn't have bears. I'm from fucking Orange County. We didn't have services like city services.

We were outside of the city limits. So you had to- We didn't have to look at our trash ever. That's insane. Did you put it down a little chute? No, but my new apartment has one. Isn't that cool? That's very cool. Except I know a girl. There's a story of a girl who died in one of those. Anyways, go on. Why was she in it? I'll talk about it another time. Anyway, okay, hold on. Sorry. I'm acting like I should be telling an anecdote when I'm in the middle of this horrible fucking story. Okay, here's what he did. He brought his three young daughters. This is the worst and it rocked all of Sonoma County and probably further. I mean, like you're in Orange County and you knew this was so horrible. He brought his three young daughters aged four,

two and one to a nearby garbage transfer station and slid each of their throats, then dumped their bodies down a ravine. On top of the suspicion of his wife cheating, he'd also recently learned that his oldest daughter Sophia was not fathered by him. So he cut her first. After disposing of the three girls, he then drove to his mother-in-law's house in Katadi, which is just north of Petaloma, and brutalized and butchered her and her two young daughters 12 and eight. Salcido, yeah, he was a fucking monster on a, it's cocaine, white drugs people. No, he's a white drug. I don't want to blame it on cocaine though. Oh, but you shouldn't. But he's still a piece of fucking shit whether or not he's on the cocaine. I mean, what if he was the fucking greatest

except for the cocaine? Okay. Salcido, we don't know this person. Salcido stole a gun from that house, drove back to Sonoma and shot his wife in the head, then drove to the winery where he worked, shot his supervisor who was wounded but not killed and the assistant winemaker who died. He also tried to shoot his supervisor's wife, but the gun didn't fire. Oh, Jesus. Salcido believed his supervisor was having an affair with Angela. Salcido then disappeared. Do you remember this part? There was a manhunt for seven days. No. This was the part where he was like, that's why everyone was talking about it. That's so many days. Yes. And he killed so many people and children. Indiscriminately. Yes. I remember my parents refusing to let me go outside alone.

Oh, I just got chills. People in town were advised to keep their doors locked and stay in at night. Jesus. For the first couple of days, no one knew where the daughters were. Police weren't sure if he'd abducted them or killed them. 30 hours into the manhunt, the three girls were spotted by someone who had mistaken them for discarded dolls at the door. No. Two of the daughters were dead, but the two year old was miraculously alive because of the way her head slumped forward, sealing the slice in her throat and preventing her from bleeding out. A week later, Ramon Salcido was captured in Mexico where he had fled directly after killing the seven people. 27 years later, he remains on death row in San Quentin. This case is obviously chilling and

disturbing in itself, but the fact that a serial killer was hanging out just yards from my home before he lost his mind has made it a case I'll never forget. Thanks for reading, Jocelyn. Wow. The manhunt part of that case was so fucking crazy. Seven days in a small town. Yeah, you wouldn't, I wouldn't leave my house. Yeah. Crazy. Especially a person who's just like killing whom fucking like just went berserk. He went berserk. And also I think technically Sonoma is a smaller town than Petaluma. So like the Petaluma is the kind of place where you don't lock your door or dip back then at least. So I really think Sonoma probably, I mean, the whole thing was horrible. They probably lost their mind like he's going to show up at your house at any

fucking moment. Yeah, it's horrifying. And like he's not, it's not just like, oh, this guy that snapped on his wife. It's like, you know, he's just out to kill people. Fucking horrifying. I did the wine winery guy live. The winery guy lived and his wife didn't die. I wonder, oh, I want to hug them. But the wine, the wine assistant guy, oh, that poor baby. He was just like, restocking bottles and he got killed. Like that's, that's the fucking worst. I always feel the worst for like innocent bystanders. Like, not that his daughters weren't, they are, but it's like his supervisor who was wounded, but not killed. The assistant wine maker, she died. But the supervisor's wife, it was like a misfire, just like, but just by chance, she didn't die.

Fucking asshole. So he's still alive on fucking death on San Quinoa. Well, he was in last January when we, yeah, that's right. Yeah, what we would have heard if I saw that name in the paper, Ramon Salsito is one of those ones that's like Richard Ramirez at the Night Stalker, where it's like, ding, you immediately know who it is. And you, you know, like if they said it, all of Northern California would be like, thank fucking God. Stephen, you're hired. These are great. I just thought, which ones would you guys like to read? Stephen, you look so nice, but you clearly have a depraved fucking mind. Yeah, you know, you know, and he sends them like, he sends me some and he sends Karen some and you're just, and like you can tell like what he thinks Karen, like this is telling

us a lot about us. That's right. Yeah. Nice. And you sent me a cat one. Oh my God, Stephen. Stephen, you fucking nut, you're fired. No, I love it. Oh, I mean, oh my God, we're saving the rest of these for next week. So great. Thanks you guys so much for sending those in. Thank you for telling all of those stories. We're so great. So much detail. And Stephen's going from the end to the beginning and like looking at them all over. So they're not keep sending them is what I'm saying. Yes, for sure. Yeah. And also, I don't mind if we go into the local fascinating, fascinating, creepy people. That was cool. As long as it's creepy as fuck. Yeah. And that was that. Look up that guy. Go look that guy up, please. Oh, Elvis knows what time it is. Oh, what up? You guys,

thanks for listening and stay sexy. Don't get murdered. Elvis, you want a cookie? Oh, Elvis want a cookie? Elvis. Bye.