The Creep Off - Episode 56: Easter Special: Blood Sacrifice & Necromancy

Episode Date: March 30, 2021

This week Vinnie & Karl welcome spring by submitting their nominations for Easters worst of the worst: In the scum parade we meet a Mom who is not afraid to get her fist dirty, a pervy Bank Teller and a nude guy named Carl.

I'm going to give the people what they want, sensation, horror, shock. I'm going to deliver the goods because I'm alive and I'm not backing down. Ola, to all my creepo maniacs out there. Ola creepos. It's another episode of the creep off. The show about creeps, buy creeps for you creeps. Hi, hot, Carla. Hey, what's happening to Vinnie Paulino?

I'm doing very, very well. I hate the way I'm framed. This bugs me every fucking week. So, listen, can we do something? Calm down. Calm the fuck down. I'm coming in there. I hate the way I'm framed. Papa Vinny's going to come fix it for you.

You know, you're staring at my chair. You just come down. You just come down, little Carl. My eyes are up here, Vinny. My eyes are up here. For some reason, I know people are listening to this and it's a podcast, and Vinny probably won't edit this out because he's kind of retarded. But for some reason, he's got the camera.

I don't know if a midget sits here for his other show or what's going on. That's better. Thank you. Now it's framed like a normal show. First off, I sit there and I'm taller than you. Yeah, so what's that all about? It's showing off your boobs. What are you camhorring now?

Hey, listen, I haven't been essential in a year. And I got a set of tits. It's true. That there is a very specific audience that enjoy Seed and they like to pay. So my wife was watching my 600 pound life. Oh, Jesus. Is that what it's called? That is a show.

And this one woman, almost 1,000 pounds, her profession is she eats food as a cam girl. And she ate an entire cake because the people watching her told her to eat an entire cake. So you can actually make money stuffing your face with food videos. That'd be really cool to finally have a good excuse. Right. It'd be good. You know, I'd be like just stuffing my face, looking at my wife going, come on, they're paying me.

You want to live this house or not? I don't even want to be fat, but I have to be. They're forcing me to eat. I'll just turn into Liam Neeson. I have a very specific set of skills. All right, one skill. I have one very specific skill. So welcome to the creep off today.

Before we get into this week's theme, let's talk about last week. Let's talk about last week where I brought the. great Rosie O'Donnell as the creepiest Irish person. And I brought it a guy who was pushing random strangers in front of fucking subway trains for 30 years. Yep. I have a feeling. Just let the bodies pile up.

I have a feeling. I did pretty well this week. But yet, Carl once again, knows our audience so well. I took, I called my shot too. I told you that all of you disregarded the rules. What do you mean? Of who's the biggest creep. Rosie O'Donnell's the biggest creep.

And you picked Carl and the voting is 50. voting is 58% for Carl and Rosie O'Donnell. You're a cunt. Hey, I want to thank gangrenously. I think we did that last week. Yeah. But I finally went and looked at that list that he came up with. Holy shit, that must have taken some time.

You put percentages in there and everything. May we take one second to talk about that? Yeah. He did put a lot. lot of time in it, but he also noticed something and helped me notice something. I can't believe. Neither of us realized that I picked the same creep on two different episodes. That's right. We did not catch it. Joe Biden twice. I got to go back and listen to episode nine. I don't remember what the theme was or why I picked Joe Biden. I think it was just like before we were doing

themes. You were just like, my creep this is Joe Biden. Because that's the way you used to be. You used to have no idea what you were going to do and you would pick something really stupid. Now at least you attempt to pick something stupid along the lines of the theme. you. Yeah. I appreciate that recognition. But anyway, if you go to our subreddit, the creep off subreddit, you can see the thread there where it's all the history. We got to keep that up, too. We got to keep that up to date. All the history of who won each episode, who our creeps were, what the voting was. Yeah. So a great job. Check it out on, check it out on Reddit. Now, I also need to call attention to the fact that last week I was needlessly racist. I played that

clip of that Irish guy and apparently that's a parody thing yeah and I didn't know that I only looked at the one video and people were very upset with me and they're like he's just making fun of the way some Irish people talk and I'm like oh okay well then I was technically right if that's how some Irish people talk then I'm not wrong but whatever sorry Ireland yeah you got duped yeah what a dummy I am you are a dumb dumb but I didn't know either so well whatever whatever let's talk about this week's theme, shall we? Yes. Here comes Peter

Coffin'Hawbbing down the bunnies. That's right, Carl. We decided we're going to celebrate the great holiday that is Eastern. Doesn't this bring a lot of joy to your heart? The tongue is here. I mean, it's only a holiday based on blood sacrifice and necromancy. But, you know, we got colored eggs. Well, Good Friday was the blood sacrifice thing.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Well, I mean, you had to have the blood sacrifice before you could have the necromancy. Right. So we really know a lot about religion around. Hallelujah. Anyway, yes, Easter is coming up this weekend, a holiday that I don't personally celebrate. But I sure lots of people do. So what the hell?

I don't need a holiday to eat at Ham. We'll do it. We'll do an Easter theme this week. So, Carl, you won. I did. That means you get to ring that bell and start the show. Vinny, my creep this week is a man known as James Rupert. That's my creep.

I'm just kidding. You son of a bitch. I'm just kidding. That's too easy. When I typed in Easter Massacre before I finished the word massacre, it was already showing up as a result. It was the very first result under Google. It's a hell of a story, though. It's too easy.

So I did not pick that one. I don't like people to pick the top. How are you going to play this game up for? I don't like people to pick the top result? Have I ever revealed your creep before you were going to go? My creep is the Romans. You cunt. My creep is...

God, I was so right to call you a cunt. Michael Wesley Rainey. Michael Wesley Rainey, 41 years old, had purchased nine acres from his wife's grandfather, William T. Justice, in 1979. When the Rainey's built their home on this land on Sugarloaf Mountain, Justice gave him permission to use an access road crossing his property to get to their home from State Route 1707. Michael and Andrea Rainey divorced in 1985, the couple had two male children. All right. So he bought this land from his father-in-law, and then six years later, they get a divorce. In the divorce settlement, Michael kept possession of the home, and Andrew received another home that they both owned.

Andrew described the divorce as amicable. Okay. So he's divorced. He's keeping the house. She gets the other house. Right. In 1986, Rainey's ex-in-laws, Pinell and Wilford Owensby, received land from F.E. Justice, which included a 30-foot right-of-way the sole means of entering his property.

In 1987, the Owensby's installed a locked gate with no trespassing signs across the right-of-way. Rainey had previously asked his ex-in-laws to sell him 15 feet of land so he could access his home, and they refused. Okay. Meanwhile, the gates kept Rainey from reaching his property, so Rainey filed a suit against the Owensby's. Jim McKenzie, who owns an auto supply store, said Rainey stopped by the shop about three weeks before Easter in 1988, said he considered selling his house and just moving away. He said, all of this is just too much trouble. And McKenzie described Rainey as a real nice guy, real happy, go lucky.

Unfortunately, though, friction ensued from this arrangement where he was being blocked from driving his car to his house, as you might imagine, right, Vinny? Yeah, I would imagine not being too happy. Right. Especially when there's walking involved. I'd be extra cranky. So in 1988, just before Easter, the man who sold the property to Rainey, his ex-father-in-law, William T. Justice, passed away, and they were having a funeral service for him on Easter Sunday. Andrea had asked Rainey not to go to the funeral, but he decided to go. Why? A party's a party. He decided to go anyway. He went there, he viewed the body and then left the church marching as one witness described Gestapo style.

into the parking lot. I am here! 3 p.m. The time scheduled for the funeral service, Rainy's ex-wife and here. So he boot-steps in. He just goes in,

he goes in, looks at the body, and then boot steps out of there. His ex-wife showed up at 3 p.m. with her sister and both of the women's children. And Rainey goosed up to the vehicle, removed a 380 automatic pistol,

and a 12-gauge shotgun, and fired through the window of Andrea's car. He wounded Andrea in the neck and her sister Sheila Johnston in the spine and also shot Sheila's 11-year-old daughter, Wendy. Wow. While Wilford and Pinell Owensby's nephew Russell hid behind the Owensby's truck, Rainey's former brother-in-law William Johnson fired a shot at Rainey with a 25 caliber pistol, which Rainey forced away from Johnston. You tell me someone in the Justice family just had a gun with them? Yeah, these people are armed. Does not shock me. So the guy Russell, the nephew's hiding behind the truck, he walks over to him and shoots him multiple times at point-blank range.

Rainey next opened fire on his ex-in-laws at close range and continued shooting at and kicking their lifeless bodies. Coroner's results showed 15 bullet wounds in Russell, 18 wounds in Pinell, and at least six in the body of Wilford. After the shootings, Rainey placed his shotgun on the hood of the hearse and walked home. on the rainy Easter Sunday afternoon, April 3rd, 1988, as loved ones viewed the body of Effie Justice and then, or William Justice, and then took their places in the pews. Violence erupted in the parking lot. The shots rang out and three lifeless bodies were stumped in the asphalt.

The assassin then calmly... Where are you reading that from? I'm reading from my notes. Oh, okay. The assassin then calmly walked a few hundred yards from the church to his home and dialed 9-1-1. Huh. So the cops came, he admitted to it, and he went peacefully along with that.

So three died, three wounded. Okay. So six people. They said that the way he shot into the car with his ex-wife and his ex-niece and ex-sister-in-law was as if he was just shooting at animals in a cage. Okay. Not a good thing to do. Ex-Vietnam vet, by the way.

Oh, really? Okay, that checks out. You know what I would have done if I was like my ex-wife? If I was that to base and I went that crazy and I knew I was to turn myself in, I would take my next alimony check and just like slap it on her forehead. Just like the blood will make it stick. I just stick it right out of forehead. I think you should do that.

But, Vinny, that's not what the problem was. The problem was he just wanted to buy 15 feet of land so he could drive his car to his home. And he wasn't able to do that. He had a walk to his house. Well, these people are cuns. They're cuns. Yeah, they deserved it. They kind of deserved it.

Yeah, so. Also, I would say that... So a bunch of people who were being cunned to this guy made a guy go crazy. Yes. A happy go-go-walky... That's not a creep. That's a guy who snapped. A happy-go-lucky guy who fucking snapped all right.

This family was terrible. Wow. I don't know if they all deserved to be... I love that he was shooting them and kicking their lifeless bodies while he's filling them with bullets. How do you murder families? I don't know, man. I've seen people try to burn down houses. That doesn't work, so...

You've seen people. burned down houses? Well, we've talked about it. What at your meetings? You're going to docks me now? Anyway, Michael Leslie Rainey is my creep for creepiest Easter story. Yeah, that's lame. All right. Okay. Sorry I found a story with a zero video footage. It's actually an interesting story that no one's ever heard before. And you're going to bring the most obvious story possible. Go ahead.

It's a crazy story. And there's also no video. Okay. So my creeps name is James Rupert. Thanks, Carl. Now, this guy's birthday was March 29th. He had a very interesting early life. His parents were fucking the worst. His mom charity used to call him The Mistake. That's funny. I was a mistake, too. Yeah. Shocking, isn't it? Yeah. It's funny. Your parents didn't think so until the doctor told him. He's like, this one's a mistake, people. This one's a mistake. Look at these feet.

I knew that was coming. yeah well your parents didn't I bet you about six months before that they wish they had been warned oh you're getting so mad I can just be it in your face you really made me mad for fucking docks in my cream

all right so his early life was sad his mother was abusive called him a mistake his father Leonard used to beat the shit out of him didn't care much about him he had two sons he liked the older brother Leonard because you know the guy dad liked his name's sake so at 16 years old uh this kid he was just a tiny little fucker he was beat up bullied his whole life and he was just a sad sack so he tried to hang himself okay uh in the house he decided at 16 he was just going to end it all and uh he tied

a rope to uh this thing on the ceiling and it just broke and he fell down and he was just like I guess I'll live that's a sad suicide it is a sad he's a loser Rupert's just a fucking loser I actually think he's sad to his face buddy I would I absolutely would he's in prison forever so he failed as he got older

he hates his fucking brother right he flunks out of college after two years Leonard gets a degree in electrical engineering Leonard gets a nice big house and Leonard marries the only girl the James ever went out on a date with

Oh, damn. Not only does Leonard marry his, like, major, like, love. He has eight fucking kids with her. Ugh. Well, then. Yeah. She's just, like, a fucking... She's just, like, a golden retriever just flopping over out of bed,

and the eight of them just suckling her tits, like, just gross. She just rolls over. Ugh. That's what I imagine to be what that many kids end up like. Under their shirts, it's disgusting. Why would you say that? Why would you say something like that? Like, a golden retriever.

It's a creep off. it's the creep off oh boy so this guy um is just the fucking worst he uh he's a loser can't keep a job he's a fucking drunk he's an angry drunk oh geez i hate those people and fuck you bitty have another one he ends up losing all of his money

in the stock market and in gambling well yeah it's redundant so he ends up moving in with his mother charity and uh charity lets him live at the house for free and he's just like the drunk 41 year old charity let him do it for free yeah even though she called him the mistake his whole life he was just proven it like i mean she was very charitable then yes yeah yeah say i went for the low hanging fruit today i gotta keep drilling down i went for the low hanging fruit i'm the problem thank you please keep that on the board forever thank you okay

thank you so she lets him like live in the house he can't keep a job he's always drunk And finally, Charity is like, listen, motherfucker, you're a mistake since day one. If you want to live here, you've got to start paying rent. Yeah. This was a couple of days before you can say that without saying you were mistakes since day one. You can just say, by the way, I need to say, by the way, I didn't. I just imagine, she hated him. Yeah.

They all used to beat the shit out of him. He's just a problem. So his birthday was March 29th, a Saturday night. He decided to go out and get completely drunk. The next morning was Easter Sunday. Okay. On Easter Sunday, Leonard and his wife, Alma, brought their eight children ranging from ages four to 17

to see their grandmother at the house. James stayed upstairs sleeping off his night of drinking. Sure. While the children enjoyed an Easter egg hunt in the front lawn, afterwards they came inside while Charity Alma and Leonard finished making lunch for everybody. They played some games in the living room. And around 4 p.m., James woke up from his fucking hangover. 4 p.m., huh?

Yeah. Nice. He woke up. He loaded his 357 Magnum. 2-22 caliber handguns and a rifle. They weren't doing background checks. Not that. No, nope, nope, no.

So this guy fucking, like, has to look like the goddamn punisher walking out of his, like just the fucking hungover strung-out punisher. On Easter fucking Sunday, they're all outside going, oh, I found Easter eggs, we're eating candy. We're having a good time. So Uncle James walks downstairs, enters the kitchen where he shot his mother in the face. Okay. fuck your rent he says yeah then shoots his brother Leonard then looks at his ex alma and says boy did you make a mistake shoots her in the fucking face then he rushes into the living room where he killed his niece his four remaining nephews Leonard the third

Michael Thomas and John he killed each of the victims by first taking a disabling shot so he fucking shot him all in the legs all these kids are just fucking laying out the ground shot then the motherfucker and they're all probably screaming their parents aren't going to help them they're dead in the fucking kitchen there's eight fucking kids on the floor bleeding to death and this guy goes and does a fucking kill shot pow pow pow pow as it goes to the room finishes each one of them off with a shot to the head yep this massacre took him five minutes okay the most committed this motherfucker's been to anything in his life. So, after this, what do you think you did? I would think you'd grab a beer because you're hung over and you need a little hair of the dog.

It's probably around 5 p.m. now. Exactly. Happy hour. It's 405. Oh, okay. It's on five minutes, Carl. James, 5 o'clock somewhere.

The massacre took less than 5 inches to complete. James sat in the house drinking beer for three hours before he called the police. When they arrived, he was waiting for them just inside the front door. The police described. the seat as a slaughterhouse. There was so much blood. It was dripping through the floorboards into the basement. Now, I watched a video

on YouTube. You said there weren't any videos. It wasn't about the massacre. But this woman owns the house and the blood is still there. Wait, they sold that house? A house where an entire family was slaughtered. Yes, and a woman lives and they didn't just burn it down. You could find the video.

This fucking lady goes in the basement and they filled the floorboards and it is stayed with the fucking blood. Someone still lives there. Who is buying that? I mean... Jesus Christ. Well, it was nobody in the family.

There wasn't anyone left. Yeah. So, uh, James was arrested to charge 11 counts of aggravated homicide. He refused to answer any questions. It was very uncooperative. He made it clear he planned to offer an insanity defense. The prosecutors believe that he planned to plead insanity. And then after being cured, he would get a $300,000 inheritance from his mother.

Oh, sweet. Yeah, it didn't work out that way because he was found guilty and he is still currently in prison. He is alive and in jail. So, ladies and gentlemen, there's a reason why it was called the Easter Sunday Massacre. My guy, his shootings were a little more brutal than your guys were, I have to say. Well, I mean, he murdered a bunch of kids. Your guy shot a bunch of assholes. Yeah, kids are kids could be assholes too, but.

Sure. Yeah, but your guy shot the kids in the legs and then took them out. My guy put 18 bullets into one person while kicking them. He made it worse for these kids. He just shot him in the head. No, he just makes them all sit there. And then could you imagine being the last one left? You just sitting there going like,

I'll give you my chocolate buddy if you just take it easy. How me, Uncle James. Holy fuck. I honestly believe I won this week. Okay. I think you should vote for Vinny. What the fuck? I honestly believe I won this week.

All right. I feel to my both. Just because, but he's calling it a shot like a douchebag. Hey, uh, yeah, didn't you just say you called it last week. I called it to you before the show. I didn't come on here, but you're like, oh, everyone's going to vote for me because I'm the best. Like, you are. Um, I, I have to say, Ethan, no, no one came back to life three days later.

Great question. Thank you. That is a good question. Watching on YouTube live. That is this week's creep competition. Vote at the creepoff pod or vote at the creepoff.com. And, uh, who gives a fuck? Who gives a shit?

All right. Carl. You ready for some voicemails? Do we have a sponsor for this segment? We certainly do. The Creep-off voicemail segment is brought to you by the city of Syracuse. Syracuse, where our biggest company is hotel acquisition company. Seriously, Google it.

See you in Syracuse. I did it. It is their biggest company. That's how you came up with the joke, I would imagine. Yes, yes. You were Googling. What the fuck's going on in Syracuse? All right, ladies and gentlemen.

But our first voicemail came from a caller who has a bit of a conundrum. Maybe we could help him out with. All right. Here's my conundrum. I don't know who to vote for. Vinnie Winnie or Carl the Smile, cheeseburger. I was born with fucking a rotten chicken nugget feet, but I also had fat sea cup tips. So I don't know who to identify with.

I'm leaning towards a fat sea cup tits because that's one of my biggest problems. I'm identifying with Vinny. But I also had rotten chicken nugget feet growing up. So I don't know. I don't know who to vote for because I don't care about your arguments. I just vote for who I like better. And it's a toss-up. Fat Tits, chicken Nuggettee, I don't know.

Maybe you guys are going to help me. Well, here's my advice. Everyone seems to love Tits. Here's my advice, not just for the creep-off, but for elections in general. If you don't know who to vote for, don't vote. don't vote for someone because you like their personality I guess is my point

yeah you're gonna lose so many votes now keep telling people that so uh all right let's see what else we got Carl is called the creep off not the biggest fat untalented bitch playing a movie which is a straight version of herself off

but you're gonna win again because she's fucking picked Rosie O'Donnell and everyone hates her fuck off Carl see you later many later man so uh Rosie O'Donnell's very hateable

she is She is. She is. I could do 17 episodes on Rosie O'Donnell and never repeat myself. More thoughts on your creep last week. You know, the best creep this week really was Rosie O'Donnell. Unfortunately, Donald Trump was the one that brought on the greatest points. Benny Winnie, people chant. Rosie's a loser.

Ah, here we go. Carl, I don't blame you for picking Rosie O'Donnell. I don't have that high standards for you anymore. But for all the other listeners, if you'd pick you. Like Rosie O'Donnell, don't fuck yourself. I hope you will go through life, never achieving orgasm ever again. Jesus. Don't fuck yourself.

Goodbye. Masturbate. Wow. He felt very strongly there for anybody who voted for Carl last week should never fuck yourself again. That's gross. Agreed. Which one was that?

Who was that clip from, by the way? That is Sophia. With an F, right? Franklin. Sophia with an F, but it's from when she was on Call her Day. Eddie. Yeah. I can't say I listen to that. So folks, those are our voicemails. If you'd like to leave us a voice bell, you could call us at 585, 371, 80108. We promise we won't pick up. I think that's a plus, right? It is a plus. Before we get into the scum parade, we are going to have our first bonus episode up later this week. Yes. We're going to do a bonus episode, which is the Hall of Famer. Yes. It's a little different format. Actually, we don't even know what it's going to be like because we haven't done it yet. But it's going to be a different format. It's not going to be a.

competition like the show normally is instead you and i are both going to delve into the great Jared fogle that's right you folks picked it you decided you want him in the hall of shame that's where he's going i like the cliched hall of shame it's stupid he's a hall of famer hall of famer for sure a creepo of the highest order yes so make sure you keep an eye out for that later in the week now uh carl is it time for skum parade let me hear that music oh it's time for the skum parade yay I was hoping you play this one today I was hoping you play this one today I'd love to know. All right, let's ask

gangrenously this one. What percentage of our scum berets are from Florida? It's got to be over 50%. Alex, I'm going to need a pie chart on my desk by 4 o'clock. Edith Riddle 34. She was arrested at her daughter's middle school on Thursday, March 18th. Riddle and her daughter whose age was

not disclosed were at the school for an appointment with the vice principal about the daughter's quote, hostile outbursts at another student. According to an arrest report, Riddle was wearing a boxing glove on her left hand. during this meeting with the vice principal. She attended the meeting with the vice principal

with the boxing glove on her hand, telling the vice principal that it was, quote, super glued on and couldn't be removed. I would ask a follow-up question after that, but apparently he was fine with that explanation. The vice principal was like, okay, your kid's a problem. Boxing gloves stay on your hand without super glue.

You didn't need to super glue it onto your hand. Yeah, they have little ties on the rest. You can tie them up. It's not like a Wii controller. It's not you're going to throw it across the room by mistake. So the meeting ends, and after this meeting, Riddle and her daughter were walked out of the school, and they walked past the cafeteria. Yeah. Where the daughter allegedly saw the student she was having issues with.

The daughter lunges and attacks the student. Riddle the mother joins right in with that punching glove and starts punching. Oh, my gosh. Sugar Edith Riddle. Her left hook is legendary. Sweet sugar Edith Riddle. The name of this episode. The school board safety officer broke up the fight at about 12.50 p.m.

Riddle was arrested by the Deval County School Board Police. The victim who was not related to Riddle and her daughter got abrasions on her forearms and knees. She was taken to the hospital for an evaluation and her parents said they wanted to press charges. Of course you do. This woman wore a boxing glove to a school to punch your kid in the face. Do you know what her motto is, Riddle's motto? What's that?

I'll float like a butterfly and punch a child in the face. I mean it doesn't flow real well But yeah It's good to have a motto I like it Edith Riddle was charged with one count of child abuse With personal slash special weapons That's a weird law

Only Florida would have a law like that Personal slash special weapons She probably would have been better off just shooting the kid In Florida you probably get away with it Honestly the boxing glove Isn't going to do more damage Is it? No

So it's just the fist is the problem Right right It's the act of the adult punching the child I don't understand the personal weapon part of it but okay I can't I would love to be the judge on this case I would love you think she still has the glove on

like I said it's super glue I can't get it off the bailiff remove her hand oh shit so that's a fun that was a fun story my wife even heard that story did she yeah I guess that's been going around oh fuck it made me laugh pretty hard that's good one yeah a Bank of America

spokesman this is a fun one my wife heard this story. So I think I'm slipping. A Bank of America spokesperson said the company fired a gentleman by the name of Juan Esteban Ramirez after two customers, both 20-year-old women, filed police reports against him. The first alleged victim told police she walked into the Bank of America at 770 Highway 6 North in Houston. I'm saying

this for a reason. If you live in Texas, maybe don't go to this branch. On September 14th, 2020 to get a new debit card. She was unsure how to look up her bank account information on the line. The defendant asked to use her phone to look up her bank account number. He says, hey, let me see your phone. That's the phone over here. Pass the phone. I got it. I got it. So the second he gets the phone unlocked in his hand, what does he do? He goes right into her photos. Mm-hmm. And he texts himself approximately 16 images of the victim nude or

wearing underwear only. Yes. Then deletes the text. Smart. It appears he was trying to cover his tracks at district attorney. Do shit. Keaton Fort. But after. It's what you do. It's not what you do. What? Have you done this? Yeah, of course. Let me see your phone. Just real quick. Just real quick. Never. All you do is find pictures of me being forced-fed food.

Okay. So here's how this dumb fuck got caught. Yeah. After she left the bank, the victim noticed the sent messages on her smart watch. Oh, he would have gotten away with it if we were for the meddling smart watch. Fucking Apple. Seriously. God damn Tim Cook.

Honestly, you would have gotten away with that, if not for that. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. So there's a second victim. The second victim and her parents walked into the same bank of America, the same week with questions about her account. And Ramirez allegedly stole intimate photos from her phone in the exact same way. Yeah. But this time, he took things a step further.

Now, he doesn't even realize he got caught yet. Right. Okay? So he texts the victim from his personal cell phone. Right. Threatens her and says he has the pictures from her phone. She said she felt threatened by the way he was speaking to her. and felt as though he expected something for her in exchange for the privacy of those texts.

Investigators gathered phone records, surveillance video, and other evidence from the following months. In January, the DA's office filed a felony charge of unlawful disclosure of intimate visual material against Ramirez and he was arrested. So what's funny is he thought that he was texting her anonymously. And she was like, I've only handed my phone over to one person in the last three weeks. And it was the guy at the bank. It's actually simpler than that. Okay. He texted her from his fucking phone.

No, I know, but she doesn't have his number. All she has to do is give the phone to the cops, and they'll figure it out in like a minute. Yeah, that's a good point. The cop's going to steal your naked pictures, honey. But, you know, at least the cops will be more professional about it. Right. I love the comments underneath the story. All of them are about how dumb these chicks are for having nude pics on their phones.

What's that slut shame hot 20-year-olds who are sending nude picks? All right. That's not the problem here, people. My favorite comment was from Loronda Jefferson. Has this guy not heard of the internet? I think her point being that there's naked 20-year-old girls all over the internet. You don't have to steal images of them. Yeah, this is an extra kind of kink.

This is like a power thing. This is fucking a weird choice to make. Kat's Domino, Roe, I'll need evidence before I pass judgment. It's just a bunch of creeps on this site. You know what, though? I think that's the way we should all be. We should have evidence before we all just start casting aspersions. so ladies and gentlemen our next creep his name is carl edward purdue and he looks exactly like what billy bob thornton would look like if he didn't make it dude that guy's face has west virginia all over it i didn't have to read where this guy was from

booed that that's west virginia bud county west virginia yep deputies said a woman reported uh that she came home to find carl uh who had been harassing her had broken into her house and was sitting in her living room naked from the waist down Dude, that is taking the dick pick to the next level right there. That is a move right there. It's well done. So listen, hear me out. Like, what do you say when she comes home? Hear me out. I knew sooner or later you'd want the real thing.

Damn it. So according to the complaint, the suspect had been standing on her back porch and was watching her through the window before she left for work. She left for work. And this guy was like on her back porch. Right. What did she think was going to happen? That's how you stalk people. but you stare at them through the window.

Yeah, but she knew he was out there and she just left. Oh, she did? Yeah. I didn't get that part. Okay. Yeah. So. I would have called the police, I think, if someone was on my back porch.

She said he busted out a bedroom window to get into her house and also had removed the bedroom door from its original location to gain access into the kitchen and living room areas. Did he at least sniff some panties or something? I'm assuming. Okay. I mean, you would probably know because those panties, I mean, they're West Virginia panties. So I imagine there's shit stains in the back anyway. But there's definitely shit stains if this guy puts his face in.

Oh. Those swimmers reported that had other instances with the suspect had been harassing her. Purdue was charged with burglary, destruction of property, stalking, and indecent exposure. He's currently being held in the Southwestern Regional Jail on a $75,000 bond. $75,000 in West Virginia. Yeah. Might as well be a trillion billion dollars. Yeah.

The Bill Gates of West Virginia couldn't afford to bail him out. All right. Send your hate mail all you West Virginia nerds. To Ireland. send it all to Ireland All right So our last creep today He came from the great state of

Oregon Oregon Oregon Carl This story The story is insane All right Before you even say the story

Multiple people sent me this story this week Before you even tell this story I want to tell you my reaction to this If this guy had had sex With the child It would have been more normal to me than what this person did. I would have been like, all right.

This is the fucking craziest thing. All right. So fuck, Carl. All right. An Oregon man. You know where he was from? Oregon. Oregon.

Oh, I need to take my breath for a second. So this lady's in a store, right? She's just in a supermarket. She's got her one-year-old baby in her cart. She's looking at the shelf. She's like, do I want the wax beam? How many grams of carbs are in this? I mean, there's things you have to figure out before you put in your cart.

You got to do that home-ec math. Right. Yeah. So she looks over at her cart where her child is, and there is a complete stranger who pulled down his mask and is open-mouth kissing her baby. I think he thought he was going, stay. it's like it's his girlfriend

and then as soon as it happened he like disappeared he just wanted to get a smooching like a creepy fucking genie just fucking disappeared mouth kissing a one year old girl that's the fucking I mean

could that be the name of this episode mouth kissing a one year old it's so gross it is gross what a weird sensation that's gonna be a weird fucking thing but they have a soft mouth I don't want to I fucking hate you so much.

There's no teeth, just don't go. I'm just noticing. Well, her mother was looking at a different direction at the store. This happened at 6 p.m. Police told local police station that the alleged creep that fled the shop as the Tots mom searched for him and alerted store workers. According to the station, the child's father that fled down a police officer, a reporter had reported that a man had just kissed his daughter on the lips.

Officer! Officer! You're being a little overprotective, all right? The girl's going to date. You just got to get over. but she's only one and then the cop's hat just pops up and spins her out one years old we gotta get an animated version of the creep off when we're telling these stories that'd be that'd be a lot of fun god i need a good

god an animator would be the best so huh the cop is like all right i yeah i guess we're gonna try to find the guy who just open mouth kiss the one year old how hot is this chick by the way does it say the one year old yeah probably wearing like a little onesie Listen, babies are very cute. They can be very cute. Babies can be very cute, buddy. That's all I would say.

Babies are cute. That's the name of this episode. There you go. Investigators found our creep. His name is Austin Blake Stewart. He is 24 years old. And apparently he likes him younger. When they caught him, he was hiding under a blanket on a nearby street.

And he is charged with physical harassment and disorderly conduct. And his breath smelled like applesauce. Hey, I hear of my morning. Yeah, give a week Make it out of the one-year-old This is the funniest story You've ever said me I fucking love this story so much

They caught him under a blanket With a baby's arrest catalog Fucking creep out Jagging it, jagging it, jacking it jack Oh, you squeezed it in it good for you Got it. Oh, that's a bingo. All right, folks.

I guess. What was that? You don't know what that's from? No. It's glorious bastards. Oh, okay. I haven't seen that. You've never seen a glorious bastard?

I have never seen that. Well, have you seen cuties yet? I got to pick a time. We've got to schedule a time to do that. And we'll do it on the creep off on this channel, this YouTube channel. I don't need to schedule time with me to do your consequence. No, I mean, I need to schedule time so people can tune in and watch me, watch if they want to.

Can't wait. Yeah. Now, question. are you going to take time to rub one out before each showing or what are you going to do? What are you going to do, Carl? All right, folks, that's the creepoff this week.

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