Radio Rental - Rewind: Episode 01

Episode Date: July 24, 2026

Welcome to Radio Rental: Rewind, where we go back in time to where it all started. Hang out with us as we play our favorite, scariest tapes from the archives... and also have some fun with the fans.Today's topic: Scary Travels.Hosted by producer Steven Perez and featuring the creator of Radio Rental, Payne Lindsey.Want more Radio Rental?For early access and ad-free listening, subscribe to Tenderfoot+ at ⁠https://tenderfoot.tv/plus/⁠.Follow the show at @radiorentalVisit the website at ⁠radiorentalusa.com

Hey, what's up guys? I'm Steven, producer on Radio Rental, and this is Radio Rental Rewind, where we dig into the archives of the greatest hits, the scariest stories we have, the favorites, and today we're going all the way back to the beginning, episode one. This is one of the scariest stories we got, and it's called Chaos on a Flight. So let's check it out. Right here again? Perfect. All right.

This will be super simple. I'm just going to ask you some questions, kind of prompt you and take you through it. Obviously, it's not liable. Our goal is to make it sound good, we'll edit it. Okay, cool. You good, Mike? Yeah. Okay.

Usually I just kind of ask people, like, just kind of set the stage for me. Like, just where, when did this all go down? What were you doing? What was your job? Like, kind of set the stage for me. I moved a lot growing up. My family's from Central America from Nicaragua. And we would go back at least once or twice a year.

So I had quite a bit of experience flying. And we were flying back home to Nicaragua, flying through Paris. I was traveling with my brother. who's a year older than me and with my dad. My brother and I were pretty comfortable flying. We had actually flown alone a lot. Eventually we start boarding. My dad was in business class,

so he cut off at the front of the plane. My brother and I went to the back, and we were in the middle two rows of the middle aisle. Pretty much the worst possible place to be for a nine-hour flight. My brother and I just kind of sat there and settled in. We had two French people, I think they were members of the same family on either side of us. I spoke a little bit of French, but I didn't understand everything that they were saying. And they kept talking like over us towards each other and it was just a little bit uncomfortable.

Kind of a standard, uncomfortable, typical flight. I was just like half dozing off, looking down, reading my book. And then I remember the smell of matches in the air. For me, the sonic memories are the most vivid. I remember somebody saying the word no over and over. No. I started really quietly. And then gradually it got like a little bit louder.

Until a point where it becomes really pressing. No. Screaming, no. Immediately I panic. I tensed up. Essentially crushed the book. It was a paperback and I remember grabbing onto it like really tight. I look up to my right and there's a flight attendant just sort of hunched over a row of seats,

probably five rows ahead of us. When I heard the urgency in the flight attendant's voice, I remember having this moment of extreme panic, and then I just felt a surge of adrenaline. Everything actually seemed to occur in slow motion. I think young teenage boys think of themselves as rather brave. But at that moment, my first instinct was to try to run away. Maybe if I run to the lavatories in the back of the plane, I can get away from whatever this is. But then you have this realization that you're on a plane

and there's actually nowhere to go. My brother who was sitting to my left, he leaped over me and he jumped into the aisle, ran up to see what was going on. And this whole time I was frozen. I didn't react at all. All I could see from that middle row were just like the backs of people's heads and shoulders

and scuffling and struggling, like a bar fight or something. It just felt like, chaos. I heard the no. That crescendo just got louder and louder. And I remember seeing just a really tall person sitting on the window seat, about six rows in front of me. I could almost see his shoulders sticking up above the back of the seat on the plane. It was very tall. All I saw was the back of his head. Long hair. Long curly black hair. And he's struggling with this flight attendant who's kind of hunched over the seat. They were struggling.

There was some kind of struggle. What struck me as really unusual was that he wasn't, it almost seemed like he wasn't reacting to what the flight attendant was doing. In any normal circumstance, if somebody yells at you on a flight, you would obviously react and you would respond. There seemed to be a strange passiveness. He was way too calm. Way too calm for comfort, really.

The flight attendant screams got more urgent. People started screaming along with her. people were speaking very urgently in multiple different languages and it just became absolute chaos. In the tiny claustrophobic cabin on an airplane, it's not the kind of place that you want to hear, that kind of screaming. Many things passed through my head. I thought it could be like a cardiac arrest,

someone having a health issue. And then eventually we began to realize that this was more likely than that some kind of violent situation or a security breach of some sort. and I remember somebody grabbing like a handful of his hair. I just jerked his head back. His neck just snapped backward. And then he let out this really powerful scream. One of the passengers began to ask around for things that they could use to tie him up.

They wrapped headphones around him. And my brother took off his belt and he gave it one of the passengers and they used it to help restrain this person. Nobody was really listening to any of the flight attendants. the aisles were completely overcrowded. One of the male flight attendants is standing next to him. He's still struggling. And then I see from behind the back of the plane,

they start to pass a fire extinguisher up hand by hand. At that point, I didn't know if there was a fire. I didn't know what was going on. They passed this up, they pass it forward to the flight attendant, and then he just takes a fire extinguisher and hits the person basically on the nose. The visual of seeing somebody swing a butt of a fire extinguisher onto someone's face.

It was just shocking. At one point I remember seeing a pair of shoes, big tennis shoes. Flight attendant was holding them and he was running to the back of the plane with this pair of shoes. The pilot announced that there had been a security breach on the flight and that the flight was being diverted from Miami to Boston. The pilot also said that they don't know if the person was working alone. So he suggested that everyone get to know their neighbors, which was really chilling, really terrifying.

We were right in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. The flight attendants had this system where people would rotate, keeping an eye on him. There was always somebody sitting behind him. The people that sat behind him actually held his hair. Eventually, actually, the flight attendants put the movie legally blonde on. I think they thought it would help calm people down a little bit. But there was this really, really nervous energy.

People didn't really know how seriously to take this. The pilot at one point asked if there was a U.S. Marshal on board. The pilot asked a couple times and nobody ever came forward. If they're asking for the marshal, it must be something really serious. As we're approaching the U.S., the pilot announced that we would be escorted by fighter jets. All the little kids on the plane got really serious. kids on the plane got really excited. They all ran to the windows to look at the jets. Those fighter jets are there essentially to shoot down your plane if it's hijacked.

It was amazing to watch them. You just see this flutter jet that's going the same speed as the plane. You know, you kind of knew that was the more sinister reason that they were there. Eventually we do land and it's a pretty normal standard landing. We're parked way out in the middle of nowhere on the tarmac really far from the airport. And then a SWAT team, heavily armored storms on board. Massive guns. It looked like a Hollywood movie. They knew exactly what they were doing.

They cut the passenger loose. He was really groggy still from the drugs that they had given him earlier. And essentially they just drag him off the plane. They also took the shoes that they had taken to the back of the plane earlier. They took those off the plane, took him off the plane as quickly as they could.

We waited around for a little while longer, and then we basically disembarked, just like normal. And I remember walking past the seat where this guy had been sitting. It's just like a mess of plastic and headphones, and the belt that my brother had given to tie him up was cut into a couple little pieces. We were in the middle of the tarmac, so we got off through like steps. We didn't get off at a gate.

They shuttled us to, I believe it was a baggage claim terminal in Boston Airport. They had these metal fences lined up to, separate us from the rest of the baggage claim area. We waited there for what seemed like hours. Families were getting really uncomfortable. People were getting hungry, little kids were crying. Some of the passengers began like shaking the metal grates. I remember an FBI agent interviewing my brother, myself, and my dad.

What had happened on the flight? Where were we going? Where would we coming from? It felt like an interrogation. actually made me really angry. It pissed me off a lot. We had been treated like cattle sitting in the baggage claim. And now the FBI agent was talking to me and my brother as if we were somehow in on this. They moved us from the baggage claim area

to just a normal terminal. And we finally got a chance to make a phone call and talk to my mom. We went to a pay phone and made the phone call. Hearing my mom over the phone line just hysterical. Then she told us that it was all over the news. Once passengers were safely at the terminal, the bomb squad boarded the American Airlines plane to retrieve the shoe. In Boston, heightened security now includes asking about matches and inspecting shoes.

The person who they took off the plane had tried to smuggle a bomb on the plane. And we had been completely oblivious. He had been attempting to light a bomb that he had smuggled in his shoe with a book of matches that he... That was the smell of matches that my brother and I had smelled. He had been repeatedly trying to light this wick in his shoe. The flight attendant actually passed by once, noticed that he was trying to light a match and told him to stop. She assumed he was trying to light a cigarette or something.

And then when she came back and saw he was trying to light the match again, she tried to stop him. When she realized that he was trying to light this match and he actually had his shoe on his lap, She tried to reach out to grab the shoe, and then he actually bit her on the hand. That's when she started screaming and struggling with him. I remember seeing his shoes being passed to the back of the plane and not really thinking much of it. I didn't realize that there was essentially C4 in those shoes. He had actually tried to get on the same flight the day before, but he was stopped by security because he raised a lot of red flags.

He had a one-way ticket. He had no luggage. paid for the ticket in cash, so they actually stopped and interrogated him. Because of that, he had missed his flight. All the hotels around the airport were all booked. He had to take a hotel room kind of far from the airport. The following day, it rained, his shoes got wet. It turned out that the wick he was trying to light had gotten too moist, and he was unable to light it.

If it hadn't rained that day or if he had been a little more relaxed, he may have been successful. We actually didn't realize how close we were until. afterwards. It was shocking. We had spent the rest of that flight, I don't know how long, four or five hours with the bomb, essentially. But instead, we were just kind of bored and annoyed watching Legally Blonde. I haven't seen it since, actually. That was the last time. Is it radio rental? Mm-hmm. Yeah. Cool. That's perfect. Yeah, that was well told. That was amazing. Cool, man. Can't wait to hear it. Yeah, it sounds like such a fascinating concept.

Yeah, it's something kind of different we're trying to make, man. Yeah. We're excited about it. That's really cool. It's kind of a little bit of a departure from what we have been doing, which is more of like a deep dive investigative thing. This is more of a collection of short stories, and sometimes, you know, less sensitive stuff.

Yeah. But, like, kind of more like real-life horror stories. That's really cool. Yeah. So Richard Reed, aka The Shoe Bomber, is now serving three consecutive life terms plus 110 years without parole. And he's now chilling in the federal Supermax prison in Florence, Colorado. Actually, it's the same prison where Al Chapo is at.

And if you don't know who that is, I can't help you there. All right, I'm actually here with the evil mastermind of Radio Rental himself. That's me. You guys can thank him for all the scares and nightmares. I mean, I've scared myself making this show, to be honest. This story actually is episode one, the first story in episode one. It's also the very first story we ever recorded. I didn't know what I was even making at that point.

The goal in the beginning, and still is one of the main goals of Ready Rentals, I wanted to have stories that felt sort of supernatural, but the ending was always something much more real. Oh my God, there's a terrorist on the plane. To me, the scariest monsters are people. If you don't believe in ghosts, then ghosts won't scare you. Or ghost story won't scare you. I wanted to introduce this fun, creepy world of the video store, 80s horror aesthetic,

but have almost true crime stories in the show living under a different framework as if they were supernatural or something. Right. There's a moment I remember editing that first story. He was talking about how the guy was strangely tall and the music kind of gets spacey there. And in my head I'm picturing almost like an alien or something, absurdly tall person that you're now kind of suspicious of. Just these little subconscious Easter eggs that I'm putting in if I felt, I try to pull it that a little bit more. The best part about each episode and each story is that you don't know where it's gonna go.

That is what we try to play with. And you know that question, it'll be like, would you rather encounter a human in the woods at night or a bear, which is creepier? A bear. You pick bear? A human in the woods. That's the only description I get. Obviously, bad intentions. Oh, I mean a bear.

I'm not signing up for random roulette, human. What do you guys think? Would you rather have a weird creepy guy in the woods that you meet or a bear? While they think about that, let's go ahead and take a break. Cool. All right, we're back. Actually, this first time we're doing this. We put out a hotline for you guys, and we're just going to hear some weird shit you guys have to say. I don't know what to expect. All right. First one.

I'm bottle feeding a baby right now. I didn't think they were not late in message. Okay. Bye. I'm sorry. Bottled feeding a baby? Why are you calling? You're busy. Okay, next. We knew this is going to be weird.

I'm from Portland, Oregon. See my friends. We were walking along the trail. We heard a sound that was never heard before. I was like a cross between like a dying whale and like a robot. Electronic whale robot. It was horrifying. We never heard that sound before.

A month later my friends were up on the nature reserve. I heard the sound again and saw something skinny and taller than the trees. Anyway, bye. Taller than the trees? Is that like a slender man thing? Right. I always wanted to see a real alien. What would you do if you met an alien?

If I met an alien? Yeah. Oh man, what am I allowed to say on this show? Just stuff for science, you know? What? All right, let's find some other weird shit. Hey, is this the radio rental shop? My name's Luke. I'm from Alaska.

I just, I gotta tell you, it's been a real long time since I've been scared. I'm not sure how I feel about this. I just feel very comfortable and I'm not liking it so much, so. I'd really like to know when you guys are coming back with some more spooky stories So whenever you get around you would give me a call back what was his name? His name is Luke from Alaska Luke from Alaska says he hasn't been scared in a long time Yeah, what's his number he's feeling too comfortably yeah, hit him up all right now I'm scared the shit out of them say it to me 907 Okay Luke

Luke Luke Why did you call my number You said you'd never been scared Not in a long time Did we give it away? You may or may not be on a podcast. I really appreciate that.

I have you satir. Thanks for calling us though. Later, Luke. See you. All right. You're so sick. You're so sick. You're so sick.

Wait, the show is sick? You're so sick. I love listening to your stories when I'm taking a shower. And that's pretty much the only time I ever listen to this. No other time. That's the only shower. Hopefully you shower in between the times that we're not coming out. I feel like I couldn't pay attention to a podcast in the shower.

Oh, a long shower. Those are 45 minutes showers. I thought by the story the other day, but there were boards on the windows and a sign that said clothes for reparations. I don't know how long I was going to be, but get back to me. Reparations. He means restorations, of course. We're closing it down. This message is banalatine.

My cat, Fred, would like to know. if you are available for drinks, except we live in Illinois. So, okay, let us out Texas back. Yeah, yeah, you know? PSLs. Yeah, I'm into that. Yeah. All right, so Malachi's got a lot of fans.

Definitely. Yeah. Hell yeah. All right, next one. Why did that actually scare me? It's so annoying. So where did like the first idea of radio rental come from? Like the initial just spark or creative,

whatever several different things i grew up in the 90s i was born in 87 i went to blockbuster that was the coolest thing to do always begging my mom to take me there yeah like that was the coolest friday night ever was getting permission to go to blockbuster getting candy and watching a scary movie right one that my mom would let me rent yeah i've always just the the nostalgia of that time period and just the entire aesthetic of it is obviously fun i mean strange things made it even more popular and they dialed it in perfectly I think I just fell in love with the idea of creating a world that real stories lived in I remember early on I was pitching this show out to different people and it was so hard for me to describe what it is I was

trying to make there's this video store and there's this guy who's kind of funny in between he plays these tapes and that's the stories that you hear and was like wait wait is it real? Is it not real? No, it's both. They're like, this is never going to work. I'm like, maybe it won't, but I probably, it did. Yeah, it adds an element to fun to it, even though some of these stories are crazy and scary, even traumatic for people. But it adds, like, a levity to it and a bit of fun and entertaining piece to it. It just makes it a crazier ride, but it's fun at the end of day. So speaking of not so fun things, we've got another story. Oh boy. Check out. Which one is this one? It's the trucker. Oh, I remember this one. Right here, good?

Perfect. Alright. This will be super simple. I'm just gonna ask you some questions, kind of prompt you and take you through it. Obviously it's not liable. Our goal is to make it sound good, we'll edit it, so. Okay. You could, Mike?

Yeah. Usually I just kind of ask people, like, just kind of set the stage for me, like, just where, when did this all go down? What were you doing? What was your job? Like, to kind of set the stage for me. August of 2008, I had just gotten into truck driving, and it was like second train. like second trip out by myself. Like this is brand new to me. I used to do this thing that they taught me in trucking school where you take a ratchet strap and you'd ratchet through the inside of

your door and come back together to keep it so somebody couldn't open your door while you're sleeping. I was just so nervous from everything everybody had said before going into it. So I had been near Zanesville, Ohio, and I stopped at a rest area, an actual interstate rest area with the little restrooms and the vending machines. And the rest areas out in Ohio are kind of different in the sense that out there near the road they're like travel plazes where they're one step below a truck stop they don't have showers but they're convenient stores they're a big long row of trucks probably parked like 30 40 trucks there and who knows how many cars you know it's a pretty wide lot this place that was pulled into was a in a more darker area like this area was significantly darker than the front of the store and I remember when

I pulled in I pulled into the spot I stopped there I clicked my brakes and I'm sitting there looking down at my logbook doing my deal and I looked up and I noticed that there was a female walking towards me Probably like a 5 foot 4, 5 foot 5, 5 blonde gal looked to be in her late 30s, comes walking up to me, knocks on the door and said, hey, do you have any money? My instant thought was, oh, here we go. She's going to come to me and she's going to say, hey, you know, 50 bucks, you want to have some fun. And I'm thinking, well, even if I wanted to, I ain't got 50 bucks. I just want to get on with my day. You can tell that she was probably in her late 30s, but she looks pretty run down.

She's probably in a bad situation or in her life. Maybe she's homeless. If I would have had some spare scribe to buy her dinner, I would have. And I said, no, I'm a truck driver. I don't have any money. A lot of the times when somebody asks you for money and you say, no, I ain't got none, they're like, well, come on, man, you ain't got a couple bucks, you ain't got some change? Well, hey, can you spot me five bucks or something?

No, man, I ain't got. Well, what about 50 cents? You got any change at all? No, I ain't got nothing. Well, what about a cigarette, man? You got a cigarette? She didn't do any of that. She said, okay, well, I need to walk to the restrooms.

Do you mind following me to the front? My observational awareness carried out and kind of looking around. well, that's a strange question. We were not even a football field away from the travel plaz itself, because those truck spots are kind of far back. We weren't really far enough for me to justify needing an escort. I looked at her and I said, you know what?

No, I'm not going inside the building. I don't want to go inside the building. Inside my head, something wasn't right. So I got back into the truck and sat there for a second. And there's a guy that's kind of pacing back and forth with a cigarette in his mouth. He came around some sort of like four door beat down cars. Watching both of us with a cigarette in his mouth real

intently just sitting there staring and you could tell that he was dart-eyeing towards us. Doing that slow nervous gait back and forth, back and forth staring at us. He was watching what I was doing and it was watching in a very, he had that look on his face like I'm going to get you and I'm just waiting for you to come here. He didn't look front, he didn't look to the side, he just looked straight at us. And you could see because he was standing underneath one of those sodium lights, those orange lights that are real bright. And you could see he had tattoos on his head.

You could tell that that was a head tattoo from a mile away. The expression that he had was kind of like a come on guy, like, come on, motherfucker. Like he was ready for an altercation. It was like, I'm waiting for you because I'm gonna attack you. She had a good vantage inside my truck, so she knew that I was alone. So I was like, man, I just need to get out of here. I carry a firearm everywhere I go, including that day.

One of the things that you train on is, is always have an escape plan. Always get yourself out of conflict. If this guy is going to have a conflict, I'm in Ohio. I really don't want to have to do something bad here in Ohio and have to answer for it. I just need to get out of here. She had walked past him, and he stayed staring at me. And I'm like, well, this guy already knows that I'm alone, so I got back to my truck and drove off. I third geared the truck, okay, because big truck's got more gears and standard.

So I third geared the truck out of there, and I'm pulling out, and I kind of watched the mirror a little bit as she kind of just stood there. started to stroll up towards the front, not exactly towards old boy, but I could see that he was watching too, as I pulled out. And I'm driving down the road, and I thought, I said, well, that was pretty strange. I called a buddy of mine.

He was like, yeah, man, that's pretty weird. Ha, ha, ha. Maybe she was trying to get in your truck and have some fun. And he made some jokes about that. And I thought that's the only thing that I could be, because that's what I figured is, that's the only thing is that she looked like the type

that would probably engage in that activity. So I figured that that's what it was. When I left, actually, I'd have a mind to call 911. And when I left, I thought, well, maybe this gal was afraid of this guy. But the problem is, is when you're by yourself in a state that you're not from, so they're going to rob me or, you know, maybe this is a guy that's trying to put her out on the street or something like that, and I just didn't want no part of it. The way he was carrying himself was he was there with a purpose that was other than smoking a cigarette.

And that's when I made a decision where I'm not even going to go to the truck stop to use the restroom. the rest room on the side of the road down the ways there. Well, about a year later, probably a little better of a year, about a year and a half, I'm watching a TV show, and there's this fellow on this TV show where they're talking to him about him killing a truck driver in Missouri. Wow, that's crazy, like, I gotta watch this because I'm a truck driver by trade. So when I'm watching, I'm looking at this guy, and I kind of scratched my head, and I'm like, this guy looks really familiar. And I see this guy talking, and then the first thing I noticed is he's got tattoos on his head.

He talked about that he wanted to be a little bit of a little bit. that he wanted to be like Bonnie and Clyde, so they nicknamed them the Body and Clyde murderers of Missouri. They did the same thing, asked him for money. Will you go inside the rest area with me? Man followed her inside the rest area, thinking that he was helping her. Guy was standing there watching him, came around the corner, shot the truck driver in the face.

This guy was out to lunch with himself. He was talking about on how he was the Antichrist. He loves to murder. He wants the death penalty because he'll kill again. That he had actually killed like three other people, and that he was murdering truck drivers because they were easy targets. These are people that are alone 99% of their time, and when they get detention from anyone,

it's kind of like the dog that's never been with its owner in 10 years, and just all of a sudden it's wagging its tail. By chance, he got arrested in Nebraska for DUI, and he had a warrant out for his arrest for the Zanesville-Ohio murder first of a truck driver. Then they put two and two together with the one in Missouri, and they were able to DNA trace it back to both of them. When I went to bed, I had kind of a weird dream about the whole deal,

and I remember I woke up and I told my wife, I said those people are the ones that I've seen. So I go through and I'm reading this article about these two people that killed a guy at a rest stop in Missouri and talks about on how they killed somebody two weeks before in Zanesville, Ohio at the same rest area that I had been through. They show a mugshot of the female whose name was Dana Tudor. I definitely had a sick feeling and it's the female that came up to me and asked me if I would go inside the building with her and if I had any money. Not a doubt in my mind. So this prompted me to think, like, maybe if I would have said yes, I'm going to walk in there, I might have got whacked.

Definitely a feeling that situational and observational awareness is like a must, no matter what you do. I think what happens is that there's people who they're born with mental illness already, and they get exposed to extreme traumatic events, and they don't have the ability to justify what they're doing. and they almost become above godlike where they think that it's appropriate. In the case of somebody like John Hughes that believes he's the Antichrist that thinks that he's fulfilling a mission, it gets pretty dangerous.

We see it David Koresh, we see it with Jonestown, we see it with all these major things where these guys think that they're on a mission. And typically when they drop terms like the Antichrist or I'm doing the devil's work or something like that, there are people that fully believe that what they're doing is of such a higher power. I would like to know his background

of where he came from. I think that is the kind of guy that we want to know know where he came from because it would tell us a pretty big story. I kind of, once I got adopted and came to a foster family out here in Arizona, I got real big in horse culture. And the one thing that I've always been taught about horses is they are emotional creatures. They do not react by sight whatsoever. Everything is by emotion. You can sit on a horse and be 100% calm and have a horse act like the best horse on the face of the earth. And I can put somebody that's hostile and that horse will act like she's brand new.

So when I get into a situation and I read the emotion of it and that emotion's hot and tense, I'm like, bye Felicia. I ain't staying. I come from kind of a weird childhood in a sense of my childhood was very violent and dark. So coming from that, I have a weird perception that I can almost recognize that, where when I see somebody that doesn't look good, I'm not the person that's like, well, maybe he's just confused. I'm like, no, this guy is probably messed up.

and I don't want to come near you. So I'm going to stay away, right? Somebody that robs somebody at the core, if somebody comes up to me and says, man, I got to feed my family, I'm robbing you because I need to feed my family. I'm going to turn over my wallet.

I'm going to turn over everything. Whatever. I got insurance. Move on. My bank covered. I don't even care. There's a whole different level on somebody that takes your wallet

and then shoot you in the face. You know, because that's like, what's the point? You didn't want to just rob me. You wanted to kill me. Because if you came prepared with a mental mindset of killing somebody, it's because you wanted to. It has nothing to do with money. You look at his interview, he has no problem alluding to that, that he quote-unquote says, literally, I am the Antichrist.

That's crazy. Well, I want to keep you guys, bro. And I appreciate it, yeah. Man, stay honest us, man. Thank you. I appreciate it. Nice meeting you, John. Hey, you too, brother.

You're safe. Take here, man. John Hughes and his girlfriend, Dana Tudor, who were like a modern day Bonnie and Clyde, except not as cool, were charged with killing a truck driver at a Northwest Missouri rest stop in September 2008. Just days earlier,

Hughes stabbed a man in Zaneville, Ohio. Then, Hughes was apprehended in York County, Nebraska after being pulled over for a DUI. So yeah, don't drink and drive. Damn. Yeah. Bad dude. Yeah.

Really bad dude. I'm pretty sure he was in jail when he got, charged with the second murder. This guy is, I think, a legitimate serial killer. And look him up, he looks like a serial killer. He looks like a bad man. He has the outfit, the look.

Yes. It's what you're thinking or worse. I mean, the trucker has good instincts, though, because he was close to getting... Not being here. Yeah. Which would be a very bizarre thing in hindsight, years later to imagine, man, I could have been a victim of a serial killer.

I don't know a lot of people, well, I guess I know some. I know more than most of us. I know more than most people, which says a lot about me, I guess. We usually don't know a lot of people who can say that they almost died by the hands of a serial killer. It's got to mess with you a little bit, especially when you kind of go back and replay it. And I'm sure there was a moment where you may have questioned your own gut instinct, And I always like those kind of stories because people have these sort of gut-feeling moments.

And there's not always a really articulate explanation for it. But you know when you know something. I think this sort of fight or flight or sensing something is wrong. We all kind of have a different version of that human instinct. And a lot of these stories like this one are a prime example of kind of listening to your gut. Yeah. I just love this guy of stories. Trust your gut.

Trust your gut. So take a quick break. All right, guys. Appreciate you hanging out with us today. It's been fun. It's been creepy. It's been weird. It has been.

The voicemails were weird. I'm coming back every week just for that. I'm not going to sit right here just to hear your voicemails. And I'll be here every week for the rest of the stuff and the voicemails. But, you know, sounds like you're hooked. I'm committed to that part. Yeah. Because I feel like this might be just the beginning of something even weirder.

And I'm here for that. So yeah, let's see if you can scare us or weird us out. That's a challenge. Yeah. We did our part. That's your turn. Yeah. Call us.

I dare you. Later.