My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia Hardstark - MFM Minisode 98

Episode Date: November 26, 2018

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You know that one? No. That was really the words? No. It's a marshmallow world in the ding ding. No. No. That's, it's a Johnny Mathis play. And do do do that one. And don't forget to hang up your song. What? What? Yeah. Well, my favorite Hanukkah song. Oh, I see. No, I don't have one. Is ding ding ding ding ding ding ring ring of the ring?radele.radele. Jesus. Jesus Mary and Joseph. What a family. What a group. Aren't they fun? They didn't exist. We don't know who they are. We're not going to talk about them. We won't acknowledge it. We are only Old Testament. Mary, Mary, Mary. Hanukkah. Uh, okay. Oh, wait, I mean, should we just do a quick plug for our new Christmas letter? That's That's a Hanukkah sweater, that's Georgia Design called, and the slogan on it is,

Lechaim Bitches. It's actually Lechaim. Oh. Bitches. Lechaim. That's right, we were making all this Christmas merch. Oh, a holiday. No, it's Christmas.

It's straight up Christmas. So I was like, hey, look, I know it's not going to be a great big seller or anything, but can we get a Hanukkah shirt just so I don't feel like a complete fraud? Because like, come on. And then I'm like, yeah, of course. And then she goes, what if it says Lechaim bitches? I mean Lechaim. Lechaim bitches.

And then I couldn't stop laughing. I thought you were going to say no, but I'm glad you didn't. I support your dutyism. Thank you. It's very light. There's not much to support. Yeah, that's kind of why. You don't shove it down my throat.

You don't fast that much. Thank you. So the way Jews are doing all the time, just no, no, no, I'll have none. I'm here for the food. Yeah. You rarely say, does that, does this ever have milk or bacon on it? Which I really appreciate because it's been such a problem for me. I said, put milk and bacon on it now.

Oh my God. Please. Okay. You go first. I'm going to go first. The subject line is clown attack during a soccer game. Hi, Karen. Hi, Georgia, Karen, Stephen and furry friends and then a wink smiley face with one, two,

three, four, five mouths. Okay. Which I don't, I don't know, I don't know what you're doing. Teens these days. Teens, stop wasting your time with all these parentheses and get to the story. So while I was in middle school, I was on a varsity soccer team in 2016. Let's see. That means that you are in high school now.

I was right. Oh my God. Is that what you were thinking in your head? Well, I said teens. Teens these days. Oh. How did I know that? You were not right.

Holy shit. I thought it was a good slam, but it just turned out you were just very accurately figuring out who was talking to us. That October was when the clown attack started happening. While heading to the soccer game, my friend was telling me about her clown attack that happened while she was home alone. But that's a story for another day. No, it's not.

Teen. Teen is talking to us like fucking Alistair Cook. Teen doesn't know how to write a story introducing Masterpiece Theater, but that's a story for another day. Tell it now we want to hear it. While warming up, my friends and I were joking about a clown coming out of the woods. Probably the scariest woods. Don't fight me on that.

Oh, the birch woods. Sorry. That's true. If I'm wrong, Stephen, when you look it up, I believe birch trees are the ones that are skinny and white, and they have leaves that turn yellow. And so I think this person is exactly right that the birch woods are the scariest woods. Stephen's nodding. There we go.

Let me see. Let me see. Oh, when they have like the dark marks on them and stuff. Yes. That's beautiful. What are you talking about? Aren't those pretty? We had birch trees in our front yard when I was growing up.

They're my favorite. Those are gorgeous. Also, I want all of these paintings, Stephen. Let's read Stephen's emails since he had to do his phone. Oh, Stephen got a text that said, sex this and sex that. Teens. Teens these days. Teens.

And they're sexting. Stephen, quit sexting. Stop it, Stephen. You, teen. Okay. Birch woods. We've all agreed. You're right.

The scariest. Okay. And kick. So they're talking about, joking about a clown coming out of the birch woods and they're kicking a soccer ball into the other goal. We started playing and at the end of the first half, a clown comes out of the woods with an axe and starts running and terrorizing parents. What the fuck?

And then this is an all caps. We played for a whole three minutes after the clown comes out of the woods. What? When we stopped playing, my dad called me over and we ran to my car and called the police. What the shit? After a few minutes, we didn't see any sign of a clown. Next thing I knew, the clown was banging on my car window. Oh my God.

I got out of the car and started fighting the clown. Oh, dad. If you were wondering about the axe, it turned out to be fake and my dad wrestled the clown to the ground, pulled off his mask, he didn't write this, but I was going to say Scooby Doo style. I totally. It turns out it was the man that owned the fairgrounds. No, I'm just kidding.

That's from Scooby Doo. It turns out that the quote unquote clown was a boy on the soccer team, a grade above me and had brought the clown costume on the bus. But a little shit teens fucking genius. The clown was coming from within the house. The kid got a $300 fine and his parents were hella pissed off. Oh my God. That's my story of a clown attack.

SSD GM, Addy. What a little shit head. God damn it. Teens. That's the funniest fucking thing of all time. I'm never having a teen. Yeah. Teens.

Teens. Look, they're going to change the world with their clown hatchets. That's what a little fucking brat though. What a bratty shit. But then also, I love his in the spirit of just kind of breaking up the intensity junior high soccer game where he's like, how about none of you? You all relax about this. But you can't chase parents with a fake weapon.

He did it. You can't do that. No one told him that he couldn't and he believed he could fly. He believed he could touch the sky. No. Okay. I'm not going to tell you the name of this one. Hi ladies and Steven.

So it's just starts so period in 2012 with my friend. Josh and I booked a cruise as our first adult vacation. We booked an inside room just like the cheapest option, which was the cruise line picking your actual cabin because we were both 21 and could barely afford that. So it was May and around July, I saw they had assigned us a room. Being a millennial, I imagined I immediately Googled the ship and room number only to find out that all caps. A man had strangled his wife to death in that room a few years prior.

Shit. I think he had been drinking all day when the ship was docked and then got into an argument and strangled her to death in the bathroom. Lady. I find this out freak because I'm both a murdering and super paranoid and call the cruise line to try to get them to switch the room. The woman is like, where did you hear about this? No one here knows anything about it.

And I was like, Google it. And they still wouldn't change it. I had to have a coworker call and pretend to be me for two hours to get that room assignment changed. Jesus. It was out in the end. I just kept thinking about that awful movie, Go Ship, and was not about to be in the sequel. Go Ship.

Anyway, stay sexy and always Google everything, Christine. You are dead on right, Christine. Oh my God. That's so sad. I mean, here's the funny part too. Because it was about a cruise ship, there were so many things that that email could have been about. I know.

Thought cruise ships, man. I mean, it's rough. It's rough. And my family are cruise people. Are they? Well, you know, that's how my parents met. That's right. They were working on Princess Cruises together.

That's right. And we went on a cruise for my mom's 60th birthday, which was lovely because it was to Alaska, so it's like good visuals. Good visuals. The visuals were excellent. If you're not getting pulled into, you know, somewhere where you never come back out of it. Right.

You could be at sea and like have the ship go down, which is, there was a couple nights where it was very strong waves, choppy and shit. Or you could get fucking like food poisoning or like so many things. You could just get disappeared. Okay. I'm not going to redo the subject line of this because it ruins it. Okay. Hello.

Love, love, love your podcast. I'm in sales and I have a lot of drive time and your show constantly makes me laugh until I cry. Thank you. The ultimate compliment. It is to competitively ski freestyle aerials. Wow. Well, well.

My goodness. Is this Sunshine Peek-A-Boo Street? What's her name? Trying to skip to the end. You really were checking. Oh, it is Sunshine Peek-A-Boo Street, SSGN, Sunshine Peek-A-Boo Street, so I'm clearly a huge fan of skiing. People often refer to it as that flipping shit on skis.

Every year, we, the US ski team, wow, used to travel to Fortress Mountain, Canada for pre-season training. It always seemed like the perfect place for a murder, middle of nowhere, sketchy lodge, but beautiful hotel called the Canana Skis. Say that five times fast, she says in her email. I'm not even sure if it is a mountain anymore, but I did hear it was bought and getting a makeover. Okay.

Is she trying to get us to go there? Yeah. Clearly, we're going to go to your goddamn mountain Fortress now. I like the idea that she's saying I'm not even sure if it's a mountain anymore. What is happening? If there's no hotel on it, I mean, it's no longer a mountain. That's like a Zen coin. Anyway, to give you a brief one-on-one on our sport.

Oh, what is this? She wrote to the wrong podcast. I'm going to forward this to a sports podcast. You have to chop our landing hill with shovels in order to soften the landing as opposed to landing on a firm compacted hill. Anyway, I remember being so excited to be at my first US ski team camp that I got dressed super fast in the lodge, ski boots and all, and headed to the hill to help the volunteers chopping the hill.

So I get there and grab a shovel and start chopping. I noticed there are some guys using huge pickaxes. Weird, but I just thought that that was their preference. As I'm chopping the hill and nearing the top and almost done, my coach peeks around from one of our jumps. She says in parentheses, it says, global freestyle aerials. No. Which could mean so many different things.

He started laughing and said my name and I went to him. I thought I was going to get praise for showing up early and helping prepare our hill. All he could do was laugh and shake his head. I was only 13, so my mom traveled to Canada with me and she was sitting in the lodge and he said, let's go find your mom. He's saying this through the laughs. So we head back to the lodge, which looks like the lodge in hot tub time machine. When the guys return there, it's not a reference point that you can just throw out there like

we all memorized that movie. Teens. Teens. When my mom and my coach, when we find my mom, my coach says, so Katie cannot be on the hill anymore in the morning until I come back to the lodge and give her the clear to come up. He's not mad, but still laughing and smiling. I wasn't really sure what else I heard, but my mom's mouth dropped and then she put her

hand over her mouth and laughed. I'm super confused. And then they turned to me and my coach says, do you know what convicts are? Sure. I said, well, it turns out at the mountain, it was okay to have convicts from the nearby prison, quote unquote, volunteer or shop the hill with pickaxes and shovels. So we didn't have to. I was also so I was also so excited to be up there helping.

I hadn't even noticed that all the convicts were chain linked together. No. Much love, Kate. Oh my God. Teens. Teens loving skiing. Teens loving convicts. That's insane.

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So my great grandma lived in a super small town in the Panhandle of Texas. At the time of the story, my great grandma was already a mom to three kids. The town was so small that everyone knew everyone. My great grandma was especially close with all her neighbors, neighbors who were most likely a mile away. One day she got word that her neighbor's daughter was sexually assaulted by a man in town and my great grandma was furious. They found out who the man was and somehow lured him to their house most likely with

the promise of sex. When he got there, my great grandma hauled his house out to the backyard and all caps castrated him. Holy fuck. Straight up cut his balls off. The man was too scared to tell anyone what happened and my great grandma was never punished and the neighbor's daughter was never messed with again. My great grandma was honestly the coolest human being and regularly carried around to

hatch it. This even shot the bag out of a man's hand who was coming to rob her. Wow. I never met her, but I know for a fact she would have been a murderer. Thank y'all so much. Thank y'all. She's from Texas. Thank y'all.

Thank y'all so much for an amazing podcast that keeps me entertained during my internship at a probation office. Stay sexy and don't mess with Texas grandma's much love from Dallas, Texas, Victoria. And the title was My Great Grandma Castrated a Man. Jesus fucking Christ. Seriously. I... Here's the thing.

We're just going to go on good faith that that guy was the guy that did it. That's the right guy. Please, for fuck's sake, shit. Let's just pretend that everything went right in this story. This was an act of true justice. It was an act of, but oh my god. Yeah. Yeah.

Oh my god. Either way, someone got castrated. I mean, there's nothing we can do about that now. Yeah. And it's none of our responsibility. But... This is a very old story. The first thing I think of is the guy that just that morning was like, maybe I'm going

to start parting my hair on the right. And then that makes him look exactly like the guy that's the fucking hideous town rapist. But that's not what happened. That's not what happened. What happened instead was that the hideous town rapist got his. That's right by grandma. Whitey Bulger likes it hot, light hearted. Okay.

Good. Hi, friends. As you've seen on the news that mass murderer James Whitey Bulger was murdered in jail. It says here last week, but I bet that was a while ago. Well this brought up a whole lot of emotions as I'm from Boston and many of the kids I grew up with had Whitey connections, cousins who sold for him, uncles who were killed by him, et cetera. Like how everyone has a hometown murder.

Everyone I know has a Whitey story. Wow. Wow. Here's mine. My dad was thriving, doing some bank shit in Boston. He owned a condo in, I want to say Quincy, Quincy. I know it's not like the former, I know it's not like the former press. Oh, she's telling me to say Quincy instead of Quincy.

And customized the interior of it. A few other people had customized their condos. So the foreman on the job asked my dad if he wanted to see the other places. For Lord knows what reason, my dad said yes. The foreman takes them around and shows them the interiors. They pull up to no other than Whitey fucking boulders condo to give it a view. It didn't seem like Whitey had moved in yet, but my dad says every wall had a heating panel on it where most homes just had one.

And the foreman told my dad that Whitey specifically requested this even though it was a fire hazard. Because after being in prison in Alcatraz, which I nearly call Azgapam, every time I tell the story, he never wanted to feel cold again. So his condo was always kept pretty balmy. My dad said Whitey was a good neighbor who kept to himself and would often smile and wave as they were shoveling their porches. My dad always waved back completely aware of who Whitey was and what he was up to. Thanks for everything you guys are so rad I could go on about mental health, but you've

heard it before and I have nothing new to say. He doesn't stop us. Stay sexy and don't move to Boston if you don't like the cold, mare. Wow. Shit. That's fucked up. We got to do Whitey boulders sometime. I know, but it's just hitman shit.

I know. We're not. It's not. It's just. I have one more. Okay. Greetings to Myerland. I just finished listening to episode 112.

I'm slowly catching up after starting with your first episode a few months back. I know you're interested in stories about people finding things in houses, so I thought you'd get a kick out of this. In my 20s, I moved in to the attic, attic, attic of an old house in Cork City, Ireland. Ah, Cork. You know who's from Cork? Who? Karen?

No, I can't remember. You? Oh, no. Say it again. No, my grandparents were from Longford and Galway. Okay. Say Cork again. Ah, Cork.

Killian Murphy's from Cork. Okay. Okay. It was. Sorry, that was so dumb. What? I love it. What am I supposed to say?

No, no, no. I shouldn't have said it. Is he that cute one? He's the beautiful one from Peaky Blinders. Oh, yes. Okay. Blah, blah, blah. It was directly across from a convent.

So near, so near I could see the nuns heading from their rooms to Brecky every morning. I can only hope they didn't get to see any of the central deeds I got up to in those days. Ooh. Ex-sins. For a few nights in a row, I had a dream where I'd been playing the accordion on the street when someone stole it from me. I always woke up panicked and heartbroken.

One day I decided to investigate the cupboard directly behind the bed I was sleeping in. The cupboard went back a fair bit. And when I first moved in, I checked this cupboard, but all I could see was dusty old tiles and nothing else. I never used it as my bed was pushed up against it. But after these reoccurring dreams, I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to check this cupboard again. I couldn't believe it when right at the very back, I spiked a very dusty object and dusting

it off, I found that it was an accordion. Oh, Irish psychic. And not just an accordion, but the accordion in my dream. Yes, it was. It was so very, it was very old. So I never, it never worked and started to fall apart to the touch. But when I left that house, I took the accordion with me and I still have it to this day. I often wonder whether this accordion was stolen from me in a past life only to find me again

in this life. No. Why not? I'm just kidding. Thanks for being in my life and for all you do, Nicola. No. I love that story. The dream story is cool.

Tell us like, I mean, maybe a new thing could be like weird dreams that have come true or like creepy dream, dream shit. Only if it's something that actually came true and there's a story to it, we do not want to hear your fucking dreams. No. No one does. And that's true. And Greg Barrett used to have a hilarious bit about this on stage, but, and I didn't

realize it until I watched him do it. And then I'm like, oh, I tell people my dreams all the time. It's so boring to everyone except you. Yeah. Because it's like, if I were doing it right now, it's like, Georgia, guess what? Last night I dreamed. And then you could just name a series of nouns and verbs. And you're-

And I'm like, oh, that was, that really happened in real life. No, it was a dream. No, it was a dream. Okay. Like the end. Don't do that. You'll piss Karen off. I'm already mad.

So good luck. Make it good. Make it good. It has to be like in my ghost story where I have a dream, I wake up, I wake my roommate up. Yeah. She's on the couch. She wakes up.

She's upset. I say, did you just dream about a little girl with braids? And then she starts crying because she did. And she and I had the same dream. Yes. That's just a teaser. If you want to hear the whole story, go listen to Slumber Party with Allie and Georgia because I tell the entire story honestly.

Right? That's right. That was a fun like that. Now I'm referencing your back. Thank you. Sure. Thanks for the plug of the podcast. Thank you.

I don't do anymore. I want to keep all that old shit alive. Send us your stories. My favorite murder at Gmail and thank you for listening. Yeah. We appreciate you. We do. We think you're great.

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