Haunted and Homicidal

Chaos First, Murder Second

We kick things off exactly how you’d expect after 40-something episodes: nothing works. Mics are mad. The internet is offended. You’d think we’d have this figured out by now, but that would require growth—and we don’t do that here. Mischa is aggressively itchy for reasons science cannot explain, and Courtney is slowly but surely losing her last remaining marble about it.
Once the gremlins are temporarily appeased, we dive headfirst into two absolutely horrifying cases: the murder of Cassie Jo Stoddart and the still-unresolved, nightmare fuel disappearance and murder of Dorothy Jane Scott. Teenagers playing psychopath, anonymous phone calls, stalking, fear, and the kind of evil that lingers long after the story ends—this episode is DARK dark.
So yeah, laugh with us, scream internally with us, and then take this as your sign to always protect yourself. Canned corn. Wasp spray. Pew-pews. Whatever keeps you alive and un-murdered. Be weird. Be alert. Trust your gut.
As always: chaos first, trauma second, justice always. 🎤🔪

International Legends, Domestic Chaos

Today we attempt to discuss Castle Bran and the Loch Ness Monster, two Scottish legends that absolutely did not consent to this episode. But before we get anywhere near ancient stone walls or mysterious lake creatures, Courtney commits a culinary crime/genius move by making a sushi sandwich, and Lauren’s stomach begins eating itself from the inside out because she has once again forgotten to consume food like a functioning human.
Because these stories are not American (and even if they were, let’s be honest), we spend a truly impressive amount of time aggressively mispronouncing words. In our defense, we barely speak the one language we do know, so expecting us to handle Scottish names was wildly optimistic.
Midway through the episode, Mischa decides she has opinions and will be sharing them immediately and without warning, derailing the entire operation as intended.
So join us for castles, cryptids, hunger-induced delirium, unsolicited commentary, and an episode that slowly dissolves into nonsense—much like the Loch Ness Monster whenever a camera appears. 🐉

Crunch, Cry, Clusterfuck: Papini & Peterson Edition

Before we even get into the horrors of humanity, Lauren finally got her mince meat tarts from her grandmother for Christmas. Yes, she is living her best holiday fantasy, and yes, we are jealous. Naturally, we have a tiny obligatory ASMR session with Mischa, featuring some pretzel slims because nothing says chaotic true crime podcast like crunchy snack noises.
Once we’ve digested the pastries (and the pretzels), we spiral into pure madness: first up, the “kidnapping” of Sherri Papini — a case so wild, so baffling, and so full of plot holes that it could have been written by a very drunk soap opera writer. We break down the lies, the claims, the theories, and the collective eye-rolls of America.
Then, because we love to crash headfirst into heartbreak, we cover the tragic story of Laci Peterson. The details are gut-wrenching, the twists are haunting, and the way the world reacted…well, let’s just say it makes you rethink humanity while clutching your mince meat tart for comfort.
So grab a snack, ignore your responsibilities, and buckle in for a mix of cookies, crunches, chaos, and cold hard truths. We’re unwrapping these cases like they’re poorly wrapped Christmas presents full of nightmares.
Snack. Shriek. Spiral. Repeat. 🎧🔥🖤

Winter Solstice Said Drink Up, NYE Said Die

Welcome to January 1st, 2026 — same feral energy, same unhinged hosts, different calendar year. 🥂If you’re listening to this while doing laundry or cleaning your house: STOP IT RIGHT NOW. You’re about to wash away your good luck, your good spirits, and probably your will to live. Go eat your black-eyed peas, your cabbage, your collard greens, or whatever leafy superstition you subscribe to and sit down.
 
Today’s episode is a little ✨special✨ because we’re ringing in the New Year by immediately spiraling.
 
First up: Winter Solstice, aka “Drunk Winter.” ❄️🍷We take a chaotic world tour through how different countries celebrate the longest, darkest night of the year and why it actually matters in the Pagan world. Fires, feasts, rituals, rebirth, the sun dying and coming back like it pays rent — all of it. Is it spiritual? Yes. Is it historically important? Also yes. Are we respectful for more than 3 minutes at a time? Absolutely not.
Then we slam directly into the darkness (because balance ✨):We cover the 2021 New Year’s Eve shooting in Gulfport, Mississippi — a brutal reminder that even when the clock strikes midnight and everyone’s screaming “NEW YEAR, NEW ME,” violence doesn’t magically disappear. We break down what happened, who was affected, and why this case still matters.
So light a candle, don’t touch a broom, pour a drink (or six), and welcome 2026 the only way we know how —half pagan ritual, half true crime, fully unhinged. 🖤🔥🍾
Same chaos. New year. Let’s survive it together.

Jerry Brudos : The Final Act

It’s the third and final chapter in the Jerry Brudos saga, and honestly… we’re tired, emotionally damaged, and still fighting the equipment.
The episode kicks off with the obligatory Mischa ASMR, because she simply must lick the microphone directly, followed immediately by yet another round of technical difficulties. You’d think by week 22 we’d have this figured out—but absolutely not. Consistency is a myth. Stability is fake. We persevere anyway.
Once we finally get our shit together, we dive headfirst into the confession—where Brudos decides to talk, but only just enough to make everything worse. We break down what he admits to, what he doesn’t, and how his version of events somehow still centers himself as the victim (because of course it does).
From there, we cover sentencing, including the courtroom reactions, the psychological evaluations, and why life imprisonment was the only possible outcome for a man who collected trophies like it was a hobby. We also discuss his appeals, the absolute audacity behind them, and how the justice system handled a man who clearly never felt an ounce of remorse.
Finally, we close out the story with Jerry Brudos’ death—what his final years looked like, how he was viewed by the public and law enforcement, and the deeply unsatisfying reality that monsters don’t get poetic endings. There’s no redemption arc here. Just consequences.
As always, we spiral a little, side-eye a lot, and remind everyone why this case is remembered as one of the most disturbing in true crime history. This episode is dark, heavy, and occasionally derailed by pets, tech failures, and our inability to be serious for more than five minutes.
Thanks for sticking with us through all three parts. We promise the next episode will be lighter.(Narrator voice: It will not be lighter.)

Merry Chrysler to the Christmas Demons - and you, too, I guess.

Merry Chrysler, ya filthy animals 🎄
Today we’re decking the halls with creepy Christmas folklore, because nothing says holiday cheer like demon goats and child-eating giants. We’re diving into Krampus, the OG holiday menace, and then heading to Iceland to meet Grýla, her 13 feral Yule Lads, her lazy ass husband who contributes absolutely nothing, and the giant Yule Cat that will literally eat you if your outfit isn’t cute enough.
Before we even get spooky, Lauren realizes she’s out of clean coffee cups and promptly spirals into holiday despair. No mug. No peace. No joy. Meanwhile, Mischa commits a biological war crime, unleashing farts that somehow smell like coconut and hot garbage at the same time—a scent no scientist could ever explain.
This episode is festive, feral, and deeply unhinged. Light a candle, hide your children, put on your new clothes (or else), and join us for some truly cursed Christmas vibes. 🎅🔥🐐

Its the most murderous time of the year!

This week on the pod, we’re decking the halls with true crime as we dive into two chilling Christmas tragedies: Charles Lawson and the Covina Massacre. While most people were trimming trees, singing carols, and setting out cookies for Santa, these stories remind us that not everyone was feeling the holiday cheer. From quiet winter nights turned deadly to celebrations that ended in unimaginable violence, these cases prove that Christmas isn’t always wrapped in bows and goodwill.
Before we unwrap the darkness, a quick holiday housekeeping note: we did have some volume issues at the start of the episode—consider it our very own audio lump of coal. And yes, Mischa murdered Santa. We’re sorry. Actually… sorry not sorry. The North Pole had it coming.
So pour yourself some eggnog, light a cinnamon candle, and settle in by the fire as we mix tinsel, trauma, and a touch of twisted holiday humor. It’s cozy, it’s cursed, and it’s very much on brand. 🎅🏼🩸

Haunted? Yes. Hungry? Always. Eastern State Penn and the Snallygaster? Absolutely.

Welcome back to the disaster you willingly subscribe to every week! Today we plunge headfirst into the cold, crumbling halls of Eastern State Penitentiary—home to echoes, hauntings, and one very stressed-out Al Capone, who slowly unraveled inside those stone walls after the Valentine’s Day Massacre. We also flap our way into the bizarre world of the Snallygaster, because why cover just one nightmare creature when you can have two?
But before we even make it to the spooky stuff, we derail in true fashion:✨ Mini. Dance. Party. ✨Because we’re getting Mexican food for lunch and nothing fuels chaos like nachos and tamales. Lauren passionately explains that medium-rare steak is the only correct life choice, while well-done steak is basically “why bother?” Then we spiral into how radish kimchi and napa cabbage kimchi are the elite kimchis… right before Lauren realizes she forgot to make her sushi eggs. Tragedy.
Midway through the episode, Mischa offers some premium Nori wrap ASMR (unintentionally, of course), and Lauren’s husband makes a dramatic appearance wielding NACHO SUPREMES like a culinary hero. Mischa immediately steals chips because she has absolutely no shame and also because she’s Mischa.
Hauntings, cryptids, nachos, kimchi, cats stealing snacks—just another perfectly normal episode with us.

Jerry Brudos Part 2: Murder, Mayhem, and Mischa’s Midnight Meltdown

This week, we dive claw-first into Part 2 of the Jerry Brudos saga—aka the portion where things somehow get even darker, creepier, and way more “oh no absolutely not.” We break down the four murders and two abductions in full detail, because apparently we enjoy terrifying ourselves and everyone else.
But before we get to the true-crime trauma, chaos calls:Mischa spent the entire night with an upset stomach because her daddy cannot resist giving her treats for literally breathing. Lauren, meanwhile, has not slept since the Nixon administration and is running purely on iced coffee and spite.
And then there’s Asmodius (Modi), the cat who has fully reverse-UNO’d Lauren’s husband. He thinks he trained Modi… but Modi definitely has him trained. Treat-based manipulation? Emotional blackmail? A tax on simply walking past the kitchen? Yes, yes, and absolutely yes.
Join us for stomach aches, sleep deprivation, feline domination, and the continuation of one of the most disturbing cases we’ve ever covered. Just normal podcast things.

Ghosts, Geyser, and Our Winged Emo King

This week’s episode is a full paranormal buffet, and we’re starting strong. Before we even get to the ghosts and cryptids, we take a detour straight into real-life horror: the recent escape and capture of Morgan Geyser. We can’t stop thinking about how absolutely terrifying that must’ve been for Peyton, and yes, we spiral about it for a bit because… of course we do.
THEN we finally get to the main course: the Stone Lion Inn — home of ghosts, questionable sleepovers, Victorian vibes, and at least one spirit who is definitely tired of tourists. Courtney is 99% sure something followed her home, Lauren is 100% sure she heard a kid whisper her name, and Mischa is 100% sure she does NOT get paid enough for this nonsense.
And as if that weren’t enough, we wrap it all up with the legend himself: Mothman. Is he a warning? A cryptid? A misunderstood emo king with wings? We investigate all possibilities with the seriousness of two gremlins hopped up on caffeine and questionable life choices.
Chaos? Always. Tangents? Constant. Paranormal panic? Absolutely. Tune in for another week of “we should really edit this out” energy.