My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark - MFM Minisode 179

Episode Date: June 15, 2020

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We read you your emails. That's right. And they're your stories. Yeah. Finally, you get to say. Do you want to go first? Sure. Okay.

Hey, y'all. The whole world is a shit show right now, so I figured you'd enjoy a bit of a palette cleanser. I swear to God, all of the emails I read this week, it feels like that's what everyone is doing. Yeah. Because every single one was either lighthearted or just kind of like, it's very nice. I think that's, it's a good idea for people to just have, have an escape.

Every since we're not doing fucking hurrays lately, like for next week, everyone can send in lighthearted stories and we can just do a whole episode of lighthearted stories for next week. Sure. And then, you know, we'll be lighthearted. Please donate money. Black lives matter. And also they had really huge, amazing marches in Brooklyn and in Los Angeles for black

trans lives because the fucking government just passed a law that put so many trans lives at risk. It's horrifying. Please read up. If you don't know anything about it, it's really frightening. Medical people can deny care to trans people if they so choose. It's no longer illegal. It's horrible.

It's absolutely, it's inhumane and disgusting and it has to change. And it's beautiful because thousands and thousands of people showed up to show that it matters to them. So if you have any extra money right now, donating to trans lives, support systems of all kinds, but especially black trans lives, the most high risk, that'd be a really good idea. 100%. So then back into this email.

Hey, y'all, the whole world is a shit show right now. So I figured you'd enjoy a bit of a palate cleanser. Last April, 2019, an incredible story came out of the little town of Mabean, North Carolina. Hope them. I hope I'm pronouncing it right. M-E-B-A-N-E. Yeah. Mabean.

Mabean. Mabean. Mabean. Mabean. Mabean. Which is about five miles from where I grew up. An 11-year-old boy was home alone in the middle of the day when he heard a knock at his front door.

He went to answer the door and while he was talking to the young man out front, an accomplice broke in through the back. Once the second man was inside the house, he grabbed a gun that, leaning against the kitchen wall, parentheses North Carolina, a true classic. Everyone's just got a gun leaning against her kitchen wall. Yeah. It's just standard fare. man at the front door pushed his way inside. The robbers forced the young boy into an upstairs

closet at gunpoint and began to ransack the house. The 11-year-old though was not about to let his shit get taken. He creeped out of the closet and down the hall into his bedroom where he grabbed the machete he had hanging above his bed. What? Why didn't an 11-year-old have a machete? Not entirely sure, but he said he bought it with his allowance money, so good for him I guess. Anyway, this tiny 11-year-old boy takes his machete and sneaks down the stairs to see the burglars bent over his TV console trying to disconnect the gaming equipment. This kid said hell no and ran up to the robbers, machete raised, and hit one squarely in the back of the head. Immediately the second unhurt intruder bolted while the man who had been struck

turned to fight the boy before realizing blood was pouring down his face and he took off running too. The boy then called 911 and an APB was sent out to all hospitals for a young man with a head wound. Sure enough, a few hours later he surfaced at a local satellite hospital and sheriffs were dispatched to guard his door until he was stable enough to be taken into custody. Somehow the man ended up walking out of the hospital in his hospital gown, head bandaged with a cup of water, and made it to a town 20 miles away and hid out for a few days before his grandmother turned him in. This was big news in our little community, so local news stations flocked to the interview the boy about his heroics. From this point forward I would like all interviews to be

with 11-year-old boys because he sent a message to the robbers, quote, you shouldn't have done what you've done and you're better off to get a job than breaking into other people's houses. Stay sexy, stay sexy and keep a machete over your bed and never underestimate an 11-year-old, Elise. Wow, that's some like the kid who was cutting down the telephone pulse level of like 11-year-old. Yeah, but at least this was for a reason. Yeah, this was positive. Yeah, this kid wasn't just raising hell, he was just like, well, oh my god. Yeah, you come into my home, then I'm going to enact it, the machete law. Love it. Okay, this just starts, hi. So the other day I stumbled upon one of your older episodes where George has said something along the lines of

being terrified of being shot in traffic and well that reminded me of a tragedy that happened in my town a year back. I live in a smallish city a few hours outside of Des Moines, Iowa called Cedar Falls. For the most part, we don't see a whole lot of crazy stuff out there, just suburban dads with their lawnmowers and little old ladies tending to their gardens. But on April 28th, 2019, a woman had picked up her boyfriend and a friend after work around 2.30am. They were driving home along a wooded area on the highway when a bullet struck through her window, passing through her neck and lodging in her boyfriend's mouth in the passenger seat. Oh my god. She was able to pull over and then it says, can you fucking imagine? But was announced dead at the scene. Her boyfriend

ended up making it but the police found literally nothing. No one came forward, no suspects, no idea what happened. I found an article where the police suspected it could have been a hunting accident but who the fuck is hunting at 2.30 in the morning? It's unfortunately still unsolved today. You bet your ass I didn't drive that highway for a few months afterward. So yeah, thanks for being really cool. Sorry in advance, Georgia, for solidifying any fears of being shot while driving. Stay sexy and don't fucking drive anywhere, Brianna. Wow. Yeah. All right. Maybe it's weird. It seems like they should do something about gun laws in this country. But anyway, that's crazy, Karen. We got a lot of other, we got a lot of stuff to

take care of this country. Okay. Now, the subject line of this one is, my grandpa almost killed someone, the fishing pond pervert. Good evening. This is my hometown, but this is not my story. This is the story of the time my mom saw her dad almost kill a pervert. My parents grew up on the south side of Chicago where nature is hard to come by besides a few of the nastiest and most likely radioactive fishing ponds you've ever seen or smelled. Wanting to teach his young children some outdoor skills, my grandpa would take my mom and her brothers and sister to go fishing in the ponds when they were maybe five through eight years old. They went almost every weekend, but soon those innocent fishing trips turned dark when a mysterious old creep would

reportedly find my eight-year-old mom and try to lure her into his car with promises of ice cream. Oh, God. Yeah. After a horrific incident where he revealed himself to my baby angel mother, she used her murdering instinct and told my grandpa about the pervert. My grandpa, angry and horrified, found the man by his car, grabbed him by the neck, held him there for about two minutes and shouted, if you ever come around here again, I will fucking kill you. Now, it may not seem that crazy of a punishment to whoever would do a gross thing to a child, but from my extremely old-fashioned, devout Irish Catholic family, you know the shit was real when grown-ups dropped the notorious F word. Am I right, Karen? Yes, you're right. Anyway,

the fishing pond pervert was sufficiently scared to death and was never seen there again. My grandpa is a calm and mild-mannered man, but if you fuck with his kids, he will fucking kill you. Thank you for helping me through the absolute darkest and most lonely time of my life. I was suffering severe workplace sexual harassment. When I found the podcast two years ago, your badass riot girl attitudes and humor have inspired me to fuck politeness and get justice for my harassment, go to therapy, and to kick off my comedy career. I hope we can cross-pass someday, A. Oh my god, A. That's incredible. Yeah. Wow. Yeah. Well done. Well done. Badassness runs in your family, it sounds like. Yeah. Okay,

this is Grandma's near-miss with a double murderer. Hi to my honorary big sisters. The world is ending. Donate to Black Lives Matter. That's how it starts. Then I says, my grandmother grew up in Springfield, Vermont. Springfield was the quintessential Vermont town where everyone knew everyone and cows outnumbered humans. My grandmother told me that as children, she and her sisters often slept on their front porch at night to avoid the summer heat. This was really a testament to the trust in the neighborhood because there was no lock in the screen door of the porch. It was one such summer day in 1952 that two convicted murderers broke out of Windsor Prison 15 miles north of Springfield. Their names were Donald

DeMagg and Francis Blair. They rammed a prison laundry truck into the gate surrounding the correctional facility and escaped on foot. DeMagg was in prison for a previous murder, and Blair was his accomplice. They fled through the woods of Vermont to Springfield and emerged from the forest right next to my grandmother's home. The two men entered the home of my grandmother's neighbors and family friends at the weather ups. DeMagg and Blair beat Elizabeth, sorry, DeMagg and Blair beat Elizabeth weather up in her husband with a lead pipe while attempting to rob them. Elizabeth succumbed to her injuries and tragically passed away. DeMagg and Blair were apprehended and sentenced to the electric chair in February of 1953. The two men became the last

to ever be put to death in the state of Vermont. It chills me to think of what those men could have done to my grandmother and her family, and it serves as a reminder that life is fleeting. Also, a good reminder to put a fucking lock on your porch. For real. Thanks for everything. Y'all are queens. Grace. Wow. You would have just stumbled upon little girls sleeping on the porch. Yeah. Yeah, that's crazy. That's so creepy. Looking for a better cooking routine? With meal planning, shopping, and prepping handled, HelloFresh has you covered. HelloFresh makes home cooking easy and affordable so you can

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Yeah, right? That's a good agreement. But I broke the rules because one, it's not a murder. It's just a horrible plane crash. And two, I figured that even though he was only 18 months old at the time of the crash, he's from Lima and he might have heard of the story. Ladies, he tells me he does know that story. In fact, the priest slash principal of his all boys Jesuit high school, Yikes, was the brother of the pilot. But buckle up, because that's not all. The principal was also a friend of my partner's family and told my partner that after the search was called off, the pilot's family begged the Peruvian Air Force to continue searching and brought in a clairvoyant to convince them. The clairvoyant said that she knew where the plane

was, gave them specific coordinates, and that there were survivors. The Air Force refused, saying that they had already searched that area and that the plane wasn't there. After Julianne was found, parentheses, what a badass, the Air Force went back in and found the remains of the cockpit exactly where the clairvoyant said it would be. They also found the pilot's body. He was still warm. What? Mm hmm. So they, yeah, there's theories that some people in that crash died after the crash. They didn't die immediately. I have full body chill happening right now. Also, isn't it crazy that it's like, you don't tell me your murder stories. Yeah. I don't tell you my ESP. This has all totally has everything. I love it.

This has everything. My partner said that the pilot's family was understandably haunted by the fact that if the search hadn't been called off, or if the Air Force hadn't dismissed the clairvoyant, they might have gotten to the pilot in time. Apparently, it's well known in Peru that Julianne Story was kind of spun into a, quote, Christmas miracle to draw attention from the fact that there would have been more survivors if the Peruvian Air Force hadn't called off the search so early. Stay sexy and follow the water. Lydia and Miguel in Saskatoon, Saskatchewan, Canada. Amazing. Amazing, right? Wow. Oh, I wish I could have been a fly on the wall for that conversation. How exciting that must have been. For real. But also, it's like, yeah, that I don't

think it's that common that clairvoyants are brought in and then are proven to be exactly right with what they said. Totally. It's amazing. Totally. Ooh, I want more clairvoyant stories. I want more like weird coincidences that couldn't have been a coincidence. Like, you know, the one couple who you can, who met and they looked at their photos from 20 years before and they were like taking the same photo in different position places, it's, I'm not explaining it right. Is that real? Well, there's one. Yeah, there's another one that like, you're like, or this would be the best version of the story. No, it's real. And there's another one that these couple married and they got these photos and it's of, she's like, this is my soccer team when I was little. And he was like,

that's my soccer team when I was little. And it's, they're in the photo, the soccer team together, they're like from two towns over or whatever. Yeah. That's amazing. How cute is that? Yeah, let's hear those. Okay. Coincidences? We don't think so. Okay, this one, I helped, let's see, it's called, I helped someone who wasn't in a safe place. Hola, sexy ladies. Thank you. So I'm just going to jump right in. I worked for a security company from October 2019 till February 2020. I answered phone calls to set up new clients or answered questions about the company. It was around eight o'clock when I got a call from a guy and the first thing he said after I answered was, yeah, I'd like to order a pizza. And he sounded, I'm easy. So because all I do is

watch true crime, I sent an IM to three of my managers telling them I thought I was getting a call for help. Never been trained in this stuff. So I just asked him how many people and he answered three pepperoni. And by that time, one of my managers had rushed over to me and was on the phone with 911. I was typing what he told me. So my manager could tell the operator and luckily I could get a name and address. I told him the police were on their way. He said, thank you and hung up. I just sat with my manager waiting to make sure that we knew the police got there. And not more than an hour later, the police showed up at the office to talk to me. They let me know it was a 12 year old kid who was spending parent time with his mom and she took him to a drug

dealers house and he had seen weapons on the table and didn't feel safe. Luckily the kid was okay and the mom was charged with child neglect and a ton of drug charges. I quit two days later because I decided I wanted to work for CPS, Child Protective Services. Unfortunately, I needed some schooling for it. So once the COVID-19 is over, I can start school and be able to help kids on purpose. Thanks for being kick ass women and keeping me entertained at my new desk job. Stay sexy and always remember the pizza code Morgan. Wow. I know. Wow. Yeah. You guys remember to order a pizza if you need secret help. Yeah. Oh my God. And 12 years old too. That's crazy. I feel like all mine were real bummers today. Actually that story ends in a real up note because she's actually

or they're actually going to help more kids that might be in peril. That's really lovely. Very brave. Yep. Thanks for doing that. Send us your stories positive or negative at my favorite murder at Gmail or ESP. Don't forget those ones. Oh, I thought you meant just send them ESP. Try to send us messages through with your mind for sure. But positive negative, weird coincidence ESP based doesn't have to be provable. No, absolutely not. Thanks for listening you guys and stay sexy and don't get murdered. Goodbye Elvis. Do you want a cookie?