My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark - MFM Minisode 38

Episode Date: September 18, 2017

On this week’s My Favorite Murder minisode, Karen and Georgia read your hometown stories from Australia and New Zealand including a true crime family, an online video game demon killer, supernatural tales from down under, and more.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

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. Are you ready to do a mini-shoot? I'm ready, you know. And my husband's here, Larry Arancio. I'd like to thank Karen Kerkera. Oh, Georgia Heartstock. Oh, she's so lovely. You know, she's been around so long. You know. Clearly, we're watching the Emmys. The great actress, Ann Dowd, just won a best supporting actress in a drama series, Emmy. And we're so happy for her. Oh my God, we have loved her since day fucking one.

Mimi would play her in a mini-series of her life. In the mini-series we're going to produce about Ann Dowd's life. And Mimi has the cadence down perfectly. You know, my agent, what a lovely person. Welcome to my favorite murder. Oh, hi. This is a mini-soad where we read your hometown murders. Yeah, that you send in and that we love and that are so great. Can I say, speaking of hometowns, we put up last week, this live Sydney episode where we had Joe Thornley, lovely girl, do the moonwalk. Yes. And her mini-soad. I mean, her hometown. Yes. So last night I check her podcast, Zealot, that she mentioned is now number three on the comedy iTunes podcast. Yes, people have been sending pictures of that. For a little while, she was right underneath Joe

Rogan. She was the number two podcast. Oh, that's higher than us then. Yeah, she was destroying worlds. That's amazing. Yeah. Cool. Yeah. I just think it's so awesome that like murdering those were like, well, I want to listen to this and now she's like. I know. Fuck yes. And she was so hilarious. Yeah. She was super cool. I haven't listened to it yet. I promise it will by the next episode and then we'll never talk about it again. Oh, to Zealot? Yeah. I haven't listened to it yet. Look, we've been home from Australia for how many days? I have no idea. It's three, four, three, three. Stephen, do you know? Thursday? Yeah. It's been a favorite dream. Three days? Five days. Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, Saturday, today, Sunday. Oh, five days. Yeah. And I feel like

I'm getting crazier by the day. I know I am. Yeah. Because I'm sleeping in four hour increments all day long. Me too. And watching TV and going into strange worlds. I did a thing where I was only watching Mateus Schoenart's movies. I don't know if that's really how you pronounce his name, but he was the guy from Far From the Madden Crowd and Rustin Bone. He's an insanely gorgeous, talented. Art house films. What's that? Art house films? Yeah, I'm only into art house films and films that are shown in houses or art museums. Art galleries. But anyway, it was almost as if, you know, you do a thing where you're only watching like movies from one actor or one thing and then you're in that world. So it's like a sub world from the weird world I'm already in.

Well, guess what? What? We're not. Here we are in my apartment again. Finally, it's been so long. I can't wait to record an actual episode this week in my apartment like normal human beings. I know. Don't have to pick one from the city we're in. Yes. And we normally wouldn't have put up that Sydney Live episode so soon. But because of the Mel, what we'll call the Melbourne incident. How about the Melbourne Meltdown? The Melbourne Meltdown. We wanted people to know, like it turned into some weird thing where people weren't talking more about it than knew about it. And so it was getting very dramatic. So we wanted people to know what the real story was. So from here on out, regular episodes, regular mini-sodes until we just can't do an episode and we'll put up a live one.

Brisbane was good. I mean, that first night in Melbourne was great. Yeah. We had lots of great shows. We did. Auckland was hilarious. Yes. And we had several special guests accidentally on that show. Yeah. That was a good show. So many choices, everybody. So this is, but this is the Minnesota where you guys send us your hometown, you know, family, whatever the fuck, murders that we love. And these ones are specifically from Australia and New Zealand to kind of close out the theme of what our life has been like. Count it off. So we bring home, Vince bought us an extra large suitcase to bring home all of our beautiful presents that we got in Australia. And Georgia sent me away from the airport with a bag that I didn't need. She was like,

this is yours. Take this with you. And I put it on the counter. I went to sleep for two days, whatever. Got up and we started looking through the bag today. And God bless you for putting in a full bag of those caramel koala bears. Oh, those caramel koalas. There's a whole, so I had like 15 caramel koala bears that are the best candy. So delicious. And they were just sitting there. I thought I didn't bring any candy home except for those candy bars that we got in New Zealand. And anyway, long story short, God bless the caramel koala bear. Rest in peace. Because I just worried all of them. But that was exciting. Okay, so then my first, I'm going first, right? Sure. You just said, did you? Probably in my brain and you heard it

because we're on the same fucking wavelength. I felt like, yeah, I was waiting for you to go first. So I think that you must have heard that. I was getting that vibe. I'm going to start with the subject line. Detective Dad says it wasn't a dingo. Okay. Oh, the dingo story. I am obsessed with this. Okay. Hi, Stephen, Karen, Georgia, Mimi, Elvis, Dotty, George and Frank. Well, love it. That actually is a nice rhythm to it now. Nobody can die. I can't wait for your rival down under. Isn't that fun? Oh my God. It happened. The past. I saw your tour dates and practically peed myself with excitement. Put more on that later. Really? I hope so. Firstly, your podcast has helped me connect with my parents after many years of being

a very difficult teenager. Wow. But we found common ground with a passion for two kinds. Oh my God. I love that. The guilt of being a bad teenager and your parents still loving you is a really rough thing to go through. Yes. Because you're like your guilt and shame turns into you being a dick still. Yes. And there's always, there's nothing I regret more than never, I never stopped fighting with my mom my whole life. And I should have stopped when I was in my early 30s. Yeah. But it was, we were so reactive to each other that we just fought all the time. And at that point, at that point, she's been a grown woman the whole time you guys have been fighting. So she's not going to change. And unfortunately, it's up to you. Yes. Which sucks and is hard. And

you're like, well, she's an adult. She needs to change. And really, it's like, she's not going to change. She's not going to change. It's your mom. It's how you want to deal with it. Yeah. That's exactly right. It's like, it's up to you. And I think that also that was so long ago before I was ever on therapy. And I, you were really young. I don't think you had a lot of time to figure that out. Yeah. I think it's that. And yeah, when you don't know that there's an option that you can actually stop having that engagement. Right. It's such an amazing thing because I just believed, well, this is how I am. And I'm always going to be this way. My mom and I don't get along. Yeah. That's it. Yeah. She's always going to infuriate me and say that my, the thing I was

thinking about the other day, she used to always criticize my clothes and say I was dressing too young. And I was in my early 20s. She was so crazy. She was so crazy when it came to appearance shit. She was really fucked up. Yeah. So like I was looking through something. That's some deep shit. Like you got to think in her that some deep seated shit of what'll people think about me. Yes. You know, 100%. That's some fucked up shit that you can't fix. She can't fix that. No. Cause she had double alcoholic parents. Oh yeah. She had it coming every direction. Yeah. My mom would say, my grandma, when I moved in with her, my mom, when I was 18, like I'd be leaving the house and my grandma would be like, it's my mom. Are you going to

let her dress like that? I'm a fucking 18 year old girl again. She is going to let me dress like that. The thing I would always end up screaming was you don't have good taste. I don't care about your taste. Like I know you'll never like my lugs sold like boots. Yeah. You're not supposed to like them. The point is that adults don't want to hang out with me. Yes. Right. Sorry. No. No, that's good. But I have to say, and I've said this before, she was so right about 90s fashion because she'd always be like, you look, you all look like hobos, boys and girls. And if you see pictures like early 90s where it's so cool. It's the huge plaid shirts where you're basically dressed like a boy stoner from the 70s. And like what are they called the beanies? Yes. But it's

so cool. Chokers, beanies, baby bangs. Yeah. Angry faces. Smoking. Kurt Cobain. So cool. Guys, we're in the middle of an email. But we love, we love this reunion. It's very nice to hear about. Okay. So my mom is a true crime author. Wow. And my dad is a detective. What? Why did we stop talking? Stop reading it. Get me adopted immediately. For real. Okay. My dad was a detective mostly known for his work as the lead detective in the Lindy Chamberlain case, aka a dingo eight. Dude, this, this fucking case. This email, which I would love to say is my hometown murder, but since an inquest in 2012 and to avoid a defamation lawsuit, we have to say it was a dingo that took the baby. Okay. Listen to this. What? Instead, my hometown murder. Oh, okay. So instead, my hometown

murder comes from a city called Perth, which had some of the most notorious serial killers in Australia in the 80s and 90s. Oh, Perth, we know. Oh, we know Perth. We'll be, we'll be back. Perth. We got yelled, just please know Perth and Adelaide. Adelaide. Every single citizen seemingly from both cities came to yell at us for not visiting those cities. Yeah. And we understand and we're coming. No brag, no brag, but every single citizen. Okay. Okay. So instead, my hometown murder comes from the city of Perth, which had some of the most notorious, sorry, my parents packed up from the dingo crime scene and we're like, we can, where can we go that has less dingoes, but is more murdery? Oh, Perth. So this is the murder of Shirley Finn. Shirley grew up in

Perth in the 1950s. And she herself was a difficult teenager. But instead of having her phone taken away when she was caught sneaking out, she was kicked out of home and became a sex worker. She later became a brothel owner. And in the 70s, she was helping the Western Australian government launder money from overseas. But in 1975, for real. In 1975, she threatened to expose them for being shady fuckers. And she was found days later on the side of a busy highway in her car with four bullets in her head. Despite countless witnesses and evidence, the case went unsolved for over 30 years until my mom shut up, had a midlife crisis in 2002 and decided she wanted to solve a murder. Because I love that that's your midlife crisis. It's like the midlife crisis

is my dream. Hell yes. Because raising three kids wasn't hard enough. That was the end of that sentence. Since then, it's been 15 years of hard work, tears and some more tears. But finally, on September 11, 2017, there was an official inquest into the murder the same day as your live show at the Enmore Theater, which I'll be at. And which is why I practically peed myself. Oh, God, it did come back around. Fingers crossed, she gets justice and mom can finally get some time to listen to MFN with me. Thanks so much for all you do. Lots of love, Beck. P.S. My mom's book is called Dirty Girl by Juliette Wills, which I do have copies to give to your present. Oh, wait, she did give them. She did gave us those. Did she? I believe so. Okay. Yes. Were we given

books at that last meet and greet? Were we on the little stage? Yeah, we got a couple books. Yes. So yeah, we did. Okay. Her name was Beck. Everyone's name was Beck. You pointed that out. Beck and Gemma. Wow. That's so crazy. I want my mom to be a true crime writer, or maybe I should be a true, I love that the option isn't for me myself to be a true crime writer. Do you want Janet to do it? Yeah, I would get it to do it. No, you have to do it. You can do it. I can do it. Absolutely. That's fucking cool. That's a good one, Stephen. I want to, do you know about the dingo thing? Because I want to know more of what she's saying, because what I thought was that maybe one of us should do it at some point. Yeah, well, basically is the dingo ate my baby.

They were like, no, the dingo did not eat your baby and they sent her to jail for years and years and years. And then they overturned it just recently because they found dingo the baby clothing in the dingo layer. Yeah. But she's saying she just said that's not true. Everyone knows that she did. Yes. So I want that part. Yes, I did. I thought that's what that email was going to be. Me too. Can we, can she, can we have an, can she please email us back if you, but maybe she can't like she's saying defamation reasons. If the legal thing is what it is, her dad can't promise. We won't tell you, tell that you did it. We promise. Oh, you mean we won't talk about it on the air? No, let's have it on the air. We won't say where we got the information. So just randomly we start

talking about that lady one day. Well, if we do the murder, the vex, and then some ran one of the many vex in Australia emailed us. This is weird because we got this email not from anyone. It wasn't from the person we asked to send it to us. No, it was not at all from back. Can we please have a back email us the truth? I wonder if it's that thing of one cops are so inside it, they know every single thing. So it can't be anything else. What do you mean? It's like they, they know the family. Yeah, they lived it. They were there in the beginning. So it's like, you know that thing where you go like, I just got this feeling about this person. Yeah. And you know you're right, because it was a thing that happened inside you, you know that feeling, but you can't express it.

Or like it's information that only people who are involved in the case know. So if we have that information, it's because someone fucking leaked it. Right. Yeah. Yeah. But I'm just saying I think cops go through that a lot. They have those instinctual things, but there's no evidence. It has to be proven. Yeah. But just tell us then and we won't tell anyone. Why do you, why, what do you know? Don't tease us. What do you know that we need to know? Listen, didn't, did or didn't I didn't go eat a baby? Just did or didn't it? Did or didn't it? All right. Dear Karen, Georgia, Stephen and many assorted animals. My name is Teresa and I'm from rural South Australia. My husband is a police officer. Not too long ago, we moved to this small town where there was a siege

slash hostage situation in a house located a small way out of town in a large block. The houses in this area were very, very spread out with grapefines. And it's not unusual to have this neighbor have a neighbor this close by to not have a neighbor this close by. Really. There was a husband who was holding his wife hospit hostage with a large gun because this is Australia and hardly anyone has guns. This was the sort of situation a police officer would have encountered maybe once in his entire career. Long story short, the specialist police had to come up from the city about 250 kilometers to handle the situation. Not long after the specialist police arrived, the man shot and killed his wife and the police stormed the house and the husband was also shot.

He died one hour later from a gunshot wound. My husband was not on duty when it happened, but it happened to come onto the shift that night. Him being the most junior of the team, he was tasked with standing at the house all night to maintain the integrity of the scene while a major crime and internal investigations arrived. Her body was still in the house. He had been taken away because he didn't die instantly of his gunshot wound. So my husband stood guard guard all night that night. The next night he had to stand guard again. And at the end of the night, it was his job to clean up the scene as best as possible, including picking up bits of brain and bone from the floor before releasing the house back to her family. Man, it sucks being a junior cop.

Anyway, a few months later, hubby was on the night shift again around 3am. He gets a call to a house for a noise complaint. He attended the house of the person making the complaint because the houses are so spread apart. It's hard to know where the noise is coming from. He knocks on the door and it's and is told they have been hearing this couple yell at each other for the last few hours. He can hear it too, so he heads off into the darkness towards the arguing. His torch, his only light. He's walking around for five minutes and he finds a house, the apparent source of the arguing voices. He walks onto their veranda and it dawns on him. He's been here before. He looks through the window and can see the bullet holes in the wall

with the ballistic markers still under them. The house has been abandoned since the siege. His blood ran cold and he sprinted back to his car and drove away without reporting back to the person who made the complaint. Chances are they had no idea that their closest neighboring house is a haunted murder house. He's still a bit freaked out by the time he got home from his shift. Usually you're both not superstitious people, but this was a super fucking crazy thing. Anyway, thanks for the podcast and thanks for coming down under. I'm super bummed I have to miss you guys in Melbourne, but sometimes you just have to adult to SSDGM Teresa. Oh my god, they were arguing ghosts. They were still arguing in the actual life. Fuck dude. What a bummer.

Also that family that just like our fucking neighbors, could you please go fix it? And it's like, yeah, no, that's. Oh my god, like they have stopped fighting recently, but they're fighting again. Oh, that's so scary. Don't let don't live your life so that the last thing you do in this life becomes the permanent thing you're doing in the afterlife, which is like continue. Oh, I hate that killing your killing your wife. Are they just fighting for your free eternity? Oh my god. That's the worst feeling in the world. Everyone just keeps fighting. No, it's just an echo of the trauma. It's not really them. They they're still a birthday party in there. There's still some good time. Yeah. The trauma was so horrible that that keeps that that there's

bursts of that. So okay, but there is an ice cream cake. That one wonderful day when they had an ice cream cake that there's bursts of that. But nobody in the neighbors are going to be like, can you shut this happy family up? No, that's not going to happen. That's right. It's only the yelling. The ice cream cake ghost audio goes low because it's a beautiful moment or it goes high, but nobody calls in a an ice cream cake sound complaint because only cats can hear it. That's why Mimi just did that job. She was like, I was so happy. Whoever lived here in this apartment before. They were very happy. It's really annoying. Mimi girl. Okay. Looking for a better cooking routine with meal planning, shopping and prepping handled. Hello Fresh has you covered. Hello Fresh

makes home cooking easy and affordable so you can stay on track and on budget in the new year. Hello Fresh meals are convenient, seasonal and delicious. Stay cozy all winter long with classic comfort foods available weekly. Why stop with just dinner? Now you can enjoy Hello Fresh's expanded menu of quick lunch solutions, weekend brunch, simple side dishes and amazing desserts. Karen January is going to be my month for Hello Fresh. I am so sick of takeout. I miss cooking so much. I haven't lifted a knife or a pan since early fall. I can't wait to get back in the kitchen and Hello Fresh makes it so easy and also makes it so that my food tastes good, which is hard to do on my own. It gives you everything, everything you need. Get up to 20 free meals with purchase

plus free shipping on your first box at hellofresh.ca slash murder20 with code murder20. That's up to 20 free meals plus free shipping on your first box when you go to hellofresh.ca slash murder20 and use code murder20. Goodbye. Hey, I'm Mike Corey, the host of Wondery's podcast against the odds. In our next season, three masked men hijack a school bus full of children in the sleepy farm town of Chowchilla, California. They bury the children and their bus driver deep underground, 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. Are you ready for New Zealand online video game demon BFF killer? Hi, Karen, Georgia and Stephen. I love your podcast. Always listen to my car on the way to and from work. So my husband doesn't think I'm a total creep. parentheses. He is a detective and is already convinced I only married him for access to crime. I would love nothing more than to use a cop for his anecdotal participation. I'm current. That sounded so much dirtier than I meant it. I only realized after I'm currently pregnant and I've started thinking that I probably shouldn't expose my unborn child to so much murder. Although I'm sure he will fall asleep to your sultry tones once he's born.

Just don't breastfeed while you're listening. I feel like that's the only thing you shouldn't do. That's the key because it changes the DNA of the breath. Exactly. He'll listen to your sultry tones once he's born. Apparently they start to recognize voices in the womb. Oh my God. I'm either producing a baby murderino or the next generation serial killer. Time will tell. Yay. Okay. I wonder if this is the woman that just really quick sidebar, a lady at the Melbourne show. I think it was the second or third night. I can't remember. Brought a one month old baby with her that was wearing. Was it the first night? The baby was wearing headphones. The whole show. Like block out noise headphones. Not like she was rocking

out to Jay-Z or whatever. No. Like this is not going to go inside you. Like a month old baby in her arms. I almost screamed out loud. Me too. It was disturbing. I got so excited. I just love babies. I got so excited. It was a pretty good baby. Yeah. Okay. And it was just sleeping the whole time. Yeah. It didn't give a shit. No. Okay. Anyway, my hometown murder comes from a small suburb called Highland Park in Auckland, New Zealand. I actually stumbled across a secondary crime scene while walking my dog the day after it happened to the dream. In February at 2013, Byron Armstrong was playing an online video game, Magic the Gathering Steven, which he was apparently obsessed with Steven. He was playing against his friend Henry. Henry

had apparently defeated him again. And after hearing voices in his head telling him that Henry was a demon, Byron drove to his house, grabbed a kitchen knife and stabbed his friend multiple times. Oh, over a game. Yeah. And your voice is in your head, I guess. More likely. More likely. A rumor has it that one of the stab wounds was so brutal, it went through his neck and hit the floorboard. Fuck. Oh no. Byron then drove back to his own house, tried to stab himself and then drove his car into a nearby fence, forward slash house. There's a difference there. I'm gonna need some clarification. Is it just a one, two thing or is it? Maybe it goes, hopefully it goes fence than house. It was a house made of fences. He drove through a fence, but like if there's like a,

like a drop off on the other side, then you just have to say he drove off a drop off. You don't have to say that he drove through the fence first onto a drop off. Right, exactly. You would, you would be hoping this is, this is a house being fenced in. Right. This is like the fence is not important in the story. What if it's a house that has a back fence that blocks people from falling off the drop off? I think what you say is you, you drive into whatever the thing that is that killed you. Okay. You know. So it's the house. The house. Okay. But it's fun to mention things that happened first. And it's fun. Yeah. He stopped at a stop sign, then he drove into a fence and then he drove into a house. Are we awake right now or asleep? I don't know. The lighting is

kind of depressing me. Stephen, could you turn that light on? Actually, it's really bumming me out. We're, we're definitely having a sundowning situation. As soon as I thought I was fine until I started trying to read out loud. And then I was like, my tongue is too big. I know. What is wrong with my tongue right now? Um, thank you, Stephen. Okay. Let's drive into a house fence. Thank you. The crime scene I came across. Oh, okay. Oh, that's what she saw. Another twist to this hometowniness of the story. A guy I went to school with is a doctor and happened to be across the road at a party. So it was first on the scene at the car crash. I love first responder, like when they're not supposed to be there. And they're like, I'm a nurse. Yes. Out of my way. They're ripping off

their sleeves and shit. Did they do that? He saw blood on Byron and, but couldn't find injuries. Oh, that'd be so clear. That would explain the excessive amount of blood on him and in the car. It was all Henry's blood. He was then called to testify in court as Byron kind of confessed what he had done thinking he was going to die. Byron was diagnosed to schizophrenic. Unsure if this was before the murder or after. He had apparently been hearing voices for weeks leading up to the crime and even consulted Mormons. Why though? I don't think he was a Mormon. Uh, that was also in parentheses. If he was okay to kill a demon, but received no clear answer. So started listening to the voices in his head. Say no. Yeah. Just don't, don't explore

the voices. Well, or the demons. Um, both the prosecutor and the defense agreed that he was insane at the time of the murder. Byron ended up being committed to an institution for the criminally insane for an undefined period of time. And as far as I know, he is still there. That's okay. That's all from me. Nicola. Oh my God. Nice one. That's incredible. That's awful and crazy. So crazy. Oh man. Like, like hearing voices does not mix well with the fucking knives. Yes. You know what? More so than what I was going to say. So forget it. Sorry. No, you're right. Uh, like magic, the gathering type games, but knives more so. Knives too. All right. Uh, this one's called, um, supernatural hometown. Oh, this is another supernatural one. I love it.

Okay. Let's see if I can read with my mouth this time. Okay. Hi, MFM fam. Love it. Um, first I want to say I love you all and thank you for your weekly podcasts. Is she getting a shit right now? Because we don't, oh, because they're not weekly. They're bi-weekly. I know. We couldn't be giving more. I recently moved from Auckland to Auckland. God damn it. You got this. I got this. Words. To take a job on a private yacht that will soon be leaving for Fiji and beyond. We met her. Yeah. Yeah. Yeah. I remember this. Yes. Lucky for me. Yeah. She's, we were asking her about rooms and stuff, right? Pretty fucking cool. Yes. She was really pretty. And then you're like, oh, you can't have a job like that unless you're really pretty. Yes. People don't want you on their,

on their yacht unless you're like an 8.5. Yeah, totally. Lucky for me, we'll still be here for the show on September 6th. My new job is exciting, but sometimes I get homesick and MFM has kept me close to my family who are also murdering us, which leads me to the supernatural two generation story. Hell yes. My mom's side of the family has a history with supernatural activities, such as seances, Ouija and mediums. One summer when my mom was visiting my family in Alabama, her aunt put together a sance with the whole family. She was 12 and this was her first sance, not knowing what to expect. She sat down at the massive oak table and joined hands with her relatives. Oh my God, I want to be there so fucking badly. Would you do a sance? Hell yeah.

Okay. Let's do it. Okay. Her aunt led the event and pretty soon two legs of the heavy table were rising and slamming on the ground, violently tapping out messages. One tap meant A, two tap, B, et cetera. And since my great aunt was in medium, she could also feel who was making contact. I don't believe in that shit. Well, yeah, once you get down to like a T or an S, you're just sitting there for like 22 taps. Is it a T, one for, no? Okay, is it a... Is it still going? It's still you still. Okay. No, wait, it started, it stopped. Two T's, so T, T. Near the end to the crazy night, wait, near the end to a crazy night talking to dead people, there was a message for my mom from her father's relative, quote, be careful of Robby M. Name and names from across the

universe. From a male relative. Shit. Flash forward 10 or so years and my mom is living in Arizona and at a nightclub. Nope. I'm living in Arizona and at a nightclub. My God, my brain. With a couple of her girlfriends, she started dancing with a very handsome man who she instantly was attracted to. He was good looking, swabbed, a little mysterious and just said all the right things. It wasn't until she learned his name that her heart dropped. Roberto M, but you can call me Robby. She immediately remembered the message from the sands and started to see how persistent and oddly aggressive Robby actually was. He wanted to buy her drinks. He wouldn't leave her side and wanted her to come home with him. She kept saying that she couldn't drink because she was

the designated driver and had to drive her friends home that night. Good girl. He wasn't going to, he wasn't giving up. So she suggested to meet him at a 24 seven diner after she took her friends home and he agreed later that night. She drove to the diner, her stomach in a knot and couldn't believe that what she had gotten herself into. He never showed to this day. She said that she would have gone home with him. It wasn't for the message from the seance telling her to stay away and it's convinced that he would have done something horrible to her after listening to MFM. She so she totally supports fuck politeness now realizing that she never had to show up to the diner herself. Yeah. Now this is where the story gets even more creepy. Uh oh. Two months ago,

I went out to dinner with my mom and had a very, and had a very attractive guy as our waiter. He was charming, talkative, really forward, not long after he asked for my mother, uh, right in front of my mom, I might add, wait, not long after he asked for my number, right in front of my mom, I might add. We didn't catch his name when he came to the table, but it ended up being Robert being Rob. Mom didn't like him, not just because of his name, but how quote, perfect he seemed. I knew of, I knew her story of Robbie M. I love that. Like, no, he's too fucking nice. Yeah. Get away. Like, totally our people. That's like Jason Priestley. No, thanks. No, gross. Get your fucking cheekbones out of here. Um, I knew her, her story of Robbie M,

but felt no connection could be made with this one. After a week of texting, he began to really, I began to really dislike him as he was very forward about religion. He made a point to tell me he thought that Catholics are of a higher standard of people. Oh, that's not true. And I'm saying he wanted to meet up for a walk in the park or go hiking. Ha, ha. A, you're going to be a murderer. B, why do we need a sweat on our first day? Yes. Like gross. C, keep a minimum of eight people around you at all times. Definitely. I began to avoid his texts like the plague and his persistence really began to creep me out. I decided to do a little digging and found his Facebook and last name. He was a Rob M.

I Googled him and discovered that he had recently been convicted of second degree strangulation. Oh my God. Third degree sexual assault and disorderly conduct. I don't know the different degrees of strangulation or sexual assault on a legal level, but he was smirking in his mugshot and I was officially never talking to him again. Maybe not all the Robbie M's in the world are out there to get my mom and I, but we both felt like we dodged a bullet with the two that we have met. Both my mom and I thank the relative from my grandpa's side who warned us to be careful and to stay sexy and not get murdered. Again, love you all. Can't wait for September 6th, SSCGM Heather. Oh my God. That's fun. That's, I love that. That was so fun. That's amazing.

It's so funny too. She went to meet him at the diner and then he stood her up for some reason. Cause he was like, she, it's, this isn't easy enough. I bet he was like, okay, and then just found someone else that night at the bar. Yes. Someone who would just go directly home with it. Someone was like, okay. Yeah. Cause if it's not easy, if it's not someone who really wants to like try hard for you. Yeah. I used to not understand that like, don't make guys try too hard or they're not going to want, they're not going to want you. And it's like, no, those are only the shitty guys. That's exactly right. It had you, it had, there has to be a situation where they have to show they're trying harder than they would just going outside of their house. Right.

Pursuing you is they're lucky to get the chance to pursue you. Yeah. And let them. Thank you. Oh, not me. Karen, you, this means the world to you and your new rugby boyfriend with his thighs, thighs of gold. Guys, then the next night we talked about the rugby players and my discovery of rugby on a hold. And then the next night at the, after our show, a woman walked up who's a murder burrito and then she goes, my husband used to be a rugby player. And then this man was standing there who was like a little bear. His beard went up to his eyes. He was, yeah. Beefy as hell. And I was so starstruck. I was just like, so rugby. And you had this body where it went like, it went like, it was like upside down triangle. Like his, his like everything was small. And then it just

went wider and wider towards like these shoulders of a person you've never seen, like huge shoulders. He was majestic. He was, he was a man. He should have been a, like, he needs to be a little doll that you play with. He, he, uh, but he was also very shy. He's very sweet. He was very embarrassed. I think they were there when I was talking about it. So then it was like, well, but I loved her because she's like, take a look at this guy. She's like, I got one. She doesn't give it. Yeah. Do you have a short one? Oh, was that it? No, this one's long. Oh wait, there might be a short one on this one page. Are we both do we've both done too? Oh, this first one is short. Let's do it. I want more. I don't ever want to stop. These are the easiest ones. They're easy. And

then like, it's fun to end with like a real fucking hard one. Okay. Are you ready for this? Yeah. Australian hometown toe tickler. It's gotta be it. Dear Karen, Georgia, Stephen and all your furry friends. I thought that Stephen needs to be included in the second part. He's the furry friend also him and the rugby player. I thought that I had nothing to contribute to hometown murders and then it hit me. I grew up in Bendigo, a regional country town near Melbourne, Australia. In 1996, when I was 11, I remember my mom and aunts talking in hushed voices about this man in the news who was breaking into homes and sucking on small children's toes. Oh my God. In the media, he became known as the toe tickler. A quick Google gave me this. That sounds too cute than the fact

that he's a fucking pervert. Yeah. The toe pervert. It's the scariest version of a pervert. It's like, it's like, cute. See, okay, wait. Oh, okay. Kirk Bride was dubbed the toe tickler because of his bizarre fascination with children's body parts. That's not as cute. He pleaded guilty to 20, I would say pled. He pled guilty to 24 charges, including 15 counts of recklessly causing injury on his victims, mostly children. Kirk Bride would break into the houses of his intended victims and enter their bedrooms while the family was sleeping and he would remove the child's blankets, proceed to kiss, lick and fondle the child's toes, feet and legs. He was only jailed for two and a half years. And get this, he reoffended. Surprise. Anyway, lock your doors, ladies.

Thanks for all your hard work. Stay sexy. Don't get murdered and see you in Melbourne really soon, Jess. That is fucked up. That's like, that's like, that's the kind of thing that people wouldn't take seriously because they'd make fun of it. But really, you should be like, very fucking afraid of that person. Beyond. Well, and also just as a child, that's so disturbing. Yeah. You know, he looked like such a creep. Yeah. I mean, it even is like one thing to suck on adults' toes, but like to do that to children. Like, children are gross, too. And you're still okay sucking on their toes. They're all smelly. And like, they always went to bed with a sucker stuck to their cheek and stuff. Yeah, like, they had stuffed in gum and

like never got it off their foot. Remember the story from my home, my hometown that was my friend Audrey's story about the Petaloma tickler. And he tickled butts. He, yeah, he broke into rooms and he was, it wasn't, I don't think he was a pedophile. I think he was just like a pervo gateway pervo. But that's right. I think he was a foot tickler that then took liberties. Well, that's how I wanted to end it. Yeah, kind of in that, let's take a shower because that was disgusting. Yeah, like there wasn't a murder, but I'm still really creeped out kind of a thing. That's what we want. That's the fucking money spot. So if you have those stories, guys, if you don't have a murdering look, there's no crime in my town. No, you got a,

you got a story. You got a story and I'll remind everyone, because I brought this up at a party last night of the Swiss cheese pervert, which to me is perfection. The story of a local pervert who tricked women into looking at a piece of cheese while he masturbated. It's the best thing to tell people about. No, he tricked women into looking at a masturbate with a switch. What did he trick women who were into watching a masturbate into looking at it? They're like, yeah. Ooh, what's this cheese? Ah, there you go. The logic of it is, look at this cheese. Yeah. Actually, no, now I'm forcing you to look at me masturbating, right? Yeah, you could have used any, it didn't have to be a dairy product.

Right, it could have been a little whistle. Anything. But it'd be too far in front of his mouth, but some kind of a... Well, that's what this podcast is all about. Dairy, masturbating... Hold enough dairy. Hold enough dairy. Yeah, we want to know about your hometown perverts. Thank you guys for listening. Oh, yeah. So, my favorite murderer at jmail.com. Thanks for listening, everyone. Yeah, to send yours in. Send it in. And definitely describe it in the subject line, so Stephen picks it. Yeah. And I guess that's it. That's it. Stay sexy. Don't get murdered. Bye. Bye. Where is that? Elvis, you want a cookie? Good boy.