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My Favorite Murder with Karen Kilgariff and Georgia HardstarkMFM Minisode 503. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.

This is exactly right. Hello, we have incredible news. The exactly right store is having an end of summer sale from September 3rd through September 7th. You can save up to 30% off store-wide on my favorite murder and exactly right merch. The more you spend, the more you save. Now's the time to grab that shirt. Toad, hat, koozie, whatever else has been sitting in your cart for the last three months. Head to exactly right store.com and use code summer sale for up to 30% off store-wide. Some exclusions apply. Goodbye. Goodbye. So to get what they want.

Listen to season 3 of Birding of Guilt on the iHeartRadio app Apple Podcast or wherever you get your podcasts. When a group of women discover they've all dated the same prolific con artist. They take matters into their own hands. I vowed I will be his last target. He is not going to get away with this. He's going to get what he deserves. We always say that trust your girlfriends. Listen to the girlfriends. Trust me, babe. On the iHeartRadio app Apple Podcast or wherever you get your podcasts. Hello. And welcome to my favorite murder.

The mini-sode. We read you. Your stories and emails. And emails. And stories of emails. Stories where you're writing emails. Talk to feelings about email. Your first time first. Whatever you want. I'll go first. Okay. So this was an email that I found when I was researching back for episode 544 where I covered the Paul Franz Actus appearance, the baby who was kidnapped as a literal like two-day old from the hospital. Yeah. So it's called was my dad adopted or stolen at birth? Wow. Hey best pals. I've been putting this email together in my head for months now. So here we go. My dad Jeff was a wild dude and lived life fast in extreme. When I was young I would ask him to tell me his craziest stories. He paint beautiful pictures of a younger self convincing the cops to buy him and his friends beers and smoking doobies on their way to their fifth Rolling Stones concert. Just regular bedtime stories every father tells his daughter, right?

As I got older and because I've always been a murder. You know at heart these stories slowly became more murder. Like how his friend Ray was acquitted for the murder of his wife in 1996 but everyone in town knows that he probably did it. But that's not the story I'm here to tell you today. Sadly my larger than life dad died of colon cancer complications this past February. At his celebration of life we were all telling stories with tears in our eyes. The nada nowhere my dad's cousin Donna says I always remember us making fun of Jeff for being that stolen baby from Chicago. Man he hated that. Come again first cousin once removed Donna. What came next was the unfolding of my dad's final wild story. The one that was so good he didn't want to tell me in person he wanted me to do the digging myself. So everyone knew my dad was adopted. This is something that he never really cared about. He would always say in a very south side Chicago accent my mom's my mom dad's my dad. That's all that should matter to you guys. My dad was born and adopted on April 24th 1964 by my grandparents.

On that same day Paul Joseph Franzack was stolen from a Chicago hospital by a woman dressed as a nurse. Same day. And then he was adopted. So it's so suspicious. Like look at all the people who adopted babies on that exact day who were born there. Can you find the turn around though. Yeah, yeah, turn around. That's very true. That turn around is like wouldn't you think that the person will keep it for yeah. Exactly. Well it's it's not this launched a huge man hunt and baby searched the FBI tested an examined over 10,000 babies one of which was my dad. They came back multiple times to examine my dad and took multiple hair and blood samples. The authorities were highly suspicious of my grandparents as they weren't my dad's biological parents and their lawyer was under suspicion of black market adoptions. Oh, okay. And then it goes on to say it's clearly not him. It dried up. Another baby was found to be him but it wasn't. Obviously, I told. Obviously it wouldn't be him. Right. Because you would have told that during your actual story. Right. I don't know what they think. I don't just like what do it is.

It's suspicious. So episode by 44 is where you can read. You can hear about that story and then it's this email goes on to say that she's been reading Paul Franz Act's book called The Founding which he wrote and then she says this has been such a comforting way for me to cope with the loss of my dad. Only murderinos get it. Thank you for giving my dad's story. A voice it means more to me than you will ever know. I've been on the hunt for my dad's bio family because in my grief that's just what feels right. So murderino fam if you know anyone born in that time frame with a last name, Schwerer SCHWER hit me up. Wow. And of course a huge U rule for normalizing mental health issues and everything that comes with it. If Pro-Sec is your bestie say hey, hey, stay sexy and hug your dad for me, Ali. So it's Ali Schwerer. Check it. I mean, if you know something, look her up. Get onto our discord. Or message me. Yeah. Sol.

This is just five, five, nine, five. Call the hotline. We've just had it installed. Not crazy. Yeah, that's wild. So thank you, Ali, for your info. And then obviously I had to read that as well. Yeah, that's great. Hello. We have incredible news. The exactly right store is having an end of summer sale from September 3rd through September 7th. You can save up to 30% off store-wide on my favorite murder and exactly right merch. The more you spend, the more you save. Now's the time to grab that shirt. Tote, hat, koozie, whatever else has been sitting in your cart for the last three months. Head to exactly right store.com and use code summer sale for up to 30% off store-wide. Some exclusion supply. Goodbye. Goodbye. Okay, well, we'll just do a quick pivot over to this subject line, which is Children of the Corn, a Nebraska child labor story. Okay. Okay, L.A.H.

It's, oh no, he said Nebraska. Oh, it could have been so perfect. Could have been so very good. Hi, Karen and Georgia. While most 7th graders were gearing up for summer pool days, my friends and I were applying for summer jobs as detastlers. For people outside of Nebraska and Iowa, detastling is the process of pulling the pollen-producing top off of a corn plant to prevent self-pollination. Wow. I can't machines do the first pass and then crews of teenagers walk the rows of seed corn to pull whatever was missed. Those tiny little young hands. Wow. In the Midwest, this is basically a right of passage. Wow. Every July thousands of teenagers spend about three weeks working in the corn fields. But I love this information. Yeah. A typical day looked like this. I woke up at 4.30 a.m. and put on my uniform, a hat, mosquito net, safety goggles, long sleeves, long pants, tall socks, galoshes, and gardening gloves.

You do not want exposed skin unless you wanted corn rash. Corn rash is the thing that I've never heard of. Wow. At 5 a.m., I boarded a yellow school bus with a bunch of other kids my age and to head to whichever corn field we'd been assigned to that day. This is just like child labor in a very real way. Once we got to the field around 6 a.m., we spent the next 10 to 12 hours walking row by row pulling tassels. It took a train die to recognize the tassels so we lived by the cardinal rule. When in doubt, pull it out. Rainer shine, we were out there. The fields were often wet and muddy, which added to an extra challenge. Sometimes the corn fields were so tall that at 5 foot 2, I had to jump for each and every tassel I pulled. It's a good workout. For 10 to 12 hours. No, fuck you. No. Superb, yeah, it's not that bad. Now that I think about it. But we got paid by the acre. By the acre. It's so big. So the goal was to be as efficient as possible.

No excuses, eyes on the price. Yep. This is farm life, for sure. Of course, since we were teenagers with minimal supervision, there was also plenty of tomfoolery. The most memorable was corn bowling where someone would sneak into your row and shove you over just to see how many corn stalks your body could take out on the way down. I love corn bowling so much. So much. It's the best. Despite the bugs, mud and intense heat, I actually loved it. All my friends are there. And since we didn't have smartphones yet, we were forced to interact in invent ways to entertain ourselves. That's right. Yeah. The amount of teens that fell in love in the corn stalks, pulling out tassels, detasling. Fall in love or did it? Don't fall in love. You're too young. No, no. Sorry, let's keep it on the crush level. Yeah. You don't want to be like, no. Weirdly staying back in your hometown for your corn crush? No. What if your crush is corn?

Then what do you do? Anywho, all caps. I love the show and I listen while getting ready for work every morning. I'm now a middle school teacher. And MFM has inspired me to sneak little safety lessons into my classroom. We talk about appropriate boundaries between kids and adults. I mean, the idea that it took this, so fucking nice. The difference between secrets and surprises and all kinds of other random things. Hopefully, I'm planting seeds that help kids trust their instincts when something feels off. Fuck yes. I love it. Stay sexy and make your team work a grueling summer job to build character and teach them the value of the dollar. Oh my gosh. And here's Cassidy when Cassidy was 14 years old. That outfit. Getting ready. That was a good loss. Yeah. You're going to get sunburned or ticks. You got to look out for everything. Yes. That's amazing. I know. It's so good. I really want to know the dangers that why this leaves had to be so long. Because if you've walked in corn, it's not that intense.

Is it fresh or anything? I mean, I'm not the one to say, especially to a person that lives in Nebraska or Iowa. That's a great outfit. I want to be that for Halloween. I'm going to be that for Halloween. D-taskler. Well, I'm a D-taskler. Cassidy, the D-taskler. The genius. Oh, sorry. It says this is a picture of me excitedly showing off my D-tasling outfit at age 14. The photo was taken on a razor flip phone and immediately posted to Facebook. Yes. Great one. Nice. Hello. We have incredible news. The exactly right store is having an end of summer sale. From September 3rd through September 7th, you can save up to 30% off store-wide on my favorite murder and exactly right merch. The more you spend, the more you save. Now's the time to grab that shirt. Toat, hat, koozie. Whatever else has been sitting in your cart for the last three months. Head to exactlyrightstore.com and use code summer sale for up to 30% off store-wide.

Some exclusions apply. Goodbye. Goodbye. Welcome aboard season 6 of The Girlfriends. Flight or fight, which takes place 30,000 feet in the sky. There's great food, comfortable chairs, and attentive stewardesses. The stewardesses were so beautiful. But in reality, the stewardess job is far less glamorous than it appears. It was the most sexist job I think you could have. In this era, the airlines told these stewardesses they have to be single. They had no good excuse for why they wouldn't let women be married. They have to be skinny. We were starving ourselves. And they have to be young. You would retire at age 32. But one day, a group of stewardesses said, This has got to stop.

Turning a fight for fairness into a revolution. Listen to The Girlfriends. Flight or fight on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts, or wherever you get your podcasts. Okay, this is St. Patty's day of the St. Patty's Day story. Hi, all. It's been a minute since we've heard any things in Wall Stories, so it's time I shared mine. Five years ago, I bought my very first house, a small old farmhouse that needed a lot of work. Renovation started and one winter night I was talking to my mom on the phone. I noticed something gray sticking out of the brick fireplace on the wall. I assumed it was dry wallpaper or something since we just barely removed the old wood paneling in that area. A few moments later, I noticed this gray thing had actually moved. I paused the conversation so I could focus, squint it real hard and said, Mom, I got to go. There's a snake in the fireplace. Luckily, it was just a harmless baby garter snake. One fishing pole, a shoelace, a cardboard box, and an hour later,

the snake had been relocated to the backyard. Sorry. Let me just think about it for a second. You can't just spray it with fucking ants, Ray. No, Jesus. Like, we found fucking black widows in our backyard recently. And it's just like emptied a whole bottle of, but you can't, too, though, it's sticking your house. No, first of all, then the snake's angry at you. Right. And also, this is a baby garter snake. So there's, I think I would feel comfortable picking up a, I call someone and just throwing it or like, because they, we have no, outdoors, they're going to eat rodents. They're going to help you in all other ways. But I have no experience with snakes whatsoever. Like, Sverbia also didn't have snakes. So like, you probably met some snakes back in your life and a snake you'd tell me to. But I married him. My first husband, but just don't kill things. I wouldn't, I would never kill it. I would just make someone else do it. A month later on St. Patrick's Day chatting with my mom on the phone again, I looked at the fireplace and there it was a snake poking its head out of the wall. You want to see a picture of it?

Yes. Oh, no. I mean, it's beautiful. That doesn't look like a harmless snake. Like the pattern, like that isn't, and the yellow is not what I would think of as like, I don't know what a fucking harmless snake looks like, but that doesn't look like it. No, and it's not gray. They, they said gray. It's yellow and gray. So you can imagine how concerned my mom was becoming with my new big financial investment. The snake was caught, relocated much further away this time, and the house was snake free for the rest of the year. I also don't understand how they were using a fishing pole, a shoelace, like that list of things of the shoe box or whatever. Totally. So that was kind of like maybe a hoop around the fishing pole and then you fish it, you get it, tighten the shoelace, put it in the box. Okay. I would do that. That makes sense. I would do that. I would do that. That sounds like a game at the fair. And then you get to win a huge stuffed animal. I made Pete I'll get mad, but okay. Snake free for the last year, but the next year on St. Patrick's Day, sitting in my newly

renovated living room and enjoying the warm fireplace, I looked up to see a snake again. It made multiple visits and proved impossible to catch this time. They were getting smarter. It's not one guy. I'm sorry. It's a fucking nest of snakes. You've seen three now. And then it said, so we started cocking every entry point I could possibly find. And eventually the snake stopped coming back for the rest of the year, but sure enough, the next year and every year since a snake has found its way into my house on St. Patrick's Day. That's crazy. Then it says they might make a visit on other days of the year too, but like clockwork, there's a snake coming out of some wall in my house on St. Patrick's Day. And then it says Karen as a good Irish Catholic woman understands the irony of the situation. St. Patrick is the saint. He's a saint because he drove the snakes out of Ireland. Holy shit. So that's, it makes me go, but prove it every year. I believe it. So the ghost of St. Patrick is caught in her chimney. No, she just has a house with a fucking thing. She just has a snake nest.

She just has 50,000 snakes under her house. And she's paying more attention that day because it's happened once or twice. And so it happens every fucking day. They're doing it constantly. It says, I keep plugging every entry point I find, but a few years back while in the crawlspace doing some plumbing work piles of snake skins were discovered, leading us to believe there is in fact a den beneath the house. The Nick Terry den of snake episode go to YouTube and find it immediately. It's fucking hilarious. So every spring when the baby start hatching, they make their way out and into the walls of my house, yay for country living. I believe I found. I don't have to live like that just because you're in the country. I believe I found all of the entry points for now, but we'll see if St. Patrick will do me dirty again this year. Stay sexy and pray to St. Patrick, Jesse. And then it says in case she want to see, just want to see the video. Yes. Okay, here we go. I mean, I burned my fucking house down.

We've had multiples like. We've had multiple. Do you have any butter? Have you said Patrick? You're not wearing green and it comes in bites. Inch. He's cute. He's kind of cute. Also, that's not cocking holes. We need the entire brick. Yeah, that was a brick. A brick it and then a piece of metal. Okay, wow, that was amazing. Also who put that music on it? One of the girls said it. The listener sent it in with music and we weren't sure if it was cleared. So I think Clark picked that for a dramatic effect. I love it. It's like the robbing a bank music. Sneaky little snake. Okay. The subject line of this email is a dog story and then in parentheses it says happy ending. Just so everybody can make up. Because these days we need to know that. Truly. It just starts. I've been thinking about writing in with this story for literally years. So I won't keep you waiting a moment longer. Thank you.

Almost 20 years ago and then in parentheses it says Jesus Christ that math makes me want to cry. That's it. That happened me and Nick Schwartz and went to lunch the other day and then we were like, we have to figure out how many years it's been since we've seen each other and it was literally like 16 or something. That's impossible. Insane. Okay. My husband and I were living in Texas about 40 minutes northeast of Austin when our next door neighbor's dog, a beagle healer mixed named junior started escaping his yard and showing up on our front porch. We would take the dog back to his house, work with the neighbors to fix the fence, etc. But it just kept happening and the owners did not seem to give a shit. We finally just stopped bringing him back and again they did not give a shit. Unfortunately, it was quickly apparent that our dogs wanted nothing to do with this poor boy who was not properly socialized. So I started working on finding him a new happy home. I was thrilled when a colleague and his wife said that they would take junior and that they understood the commitment they would need to make to work with his adorably destructive

behaviors. Big win. Fast forward about five years and we had moved upstate New York when my old coworker called me out of the blue. Well he said, I wanted to tell you what happened with junior. My heart started to sink. He confirmed that the pup was no longer living with him and his wife and wanted to tell me the story that I was certain I didn't want to hear. Happy ending. There was a family living in their neighborhood that they spent a lot of time with frequently heading to the other families cabin in the hill country for weekends of fishing grilling and hanging out. On one such weekend they brought junior along for the trip. He zeroed in on the other families five year old son who was autistic and nonverbal. We'll call him Tim. Tim would run around the yard. Junior was constantly nipping at him and grabbing his at his shorts, pulling him around. When the families were enjoying a bonfire and smores, the dog repeatedly knocked him down, sometimes holding him in one place by lying on his legs. Late in the night, junior stood at the front door, barking frantically until the entire

house was awake. My heart continued to sink. I could just picture this crazy pup running riot over what was supposed to be a fun family weekend in the country and the stress that it must have caused everyone. But as he wrapped up the story about this faithful weekend away where junior harassed the crap out of his poor family and their little boy, he closed with, so they asked if they could have junior and we said yes. Plot twist. The family recognized that junior's pulling on Tim's shorts was his way of trying to keep the boy away from the street and knocking Tim down and lying on his legs was keeping him from getting too close to the fire. The incessant barking in the middle of the night. There was a rattlesnake behind the couch. So junior, the dog who had been fed by his previous owners just throwing handfuls of dry food into the backyard who was never allowed in the house or provided with love and affection was now going to school to become a support dog.

Did we get you? I think so. Yes. Can we zoom in on Georgia's eight tear ducks please because it's actually finally happening. He only took 501 of these fucking episodes to get you and we got you. When Tim started at elementary school the next year junior went with him. I literally couldn't believe my ears. It was all so beautiful and so unexpected. Even now close to 20 years later, I still see saving this dog from that gross backyard and being a link in the chain that brought him to Tim was one of the best things I've ever had the privilege to be a part of. Stay sexy and endeavor. Oh, now it got me to stay sexy and endeavor to deserve dogs Rebecca. Oh my God. Perfection, Rebecca. That's even better than be the person your dog thinks you are. Yeah. So good. That was so beautiful. That's like a dog that's found his calling. A real purpose. Oh my God. Oh, like there's another one with dog having a purpose.

Yes. Hello, we have incredible news. The exactly right store is having an end of summer sale from September 3rd through September 7th. You can save up to 30% off store wide on my favorite murder and exactly right merch. The more you spend, the more you save. Now's the time to grab that shirt. Tote, hat, koozie, whatever else has been sitting in your cart for the last three months. Find exactly right store.com and use code summer sale for up to 30% off store wide. Some exclusions apply. Goodbye. Goodbye. Welcome aboard season six of the girlfriends flight or fight, which takes place 30,000 feet in the sky. There's great food, comfortable chairs and attentive stewardesses. The stewardesses were so beautiful. But in reality, the stewardess job is far less glamorous than it appears. It was the most sexist job I think you could have.

In this era, the airlines told these stewardesses they have to be single. They had no good excuse for why they wouldn't let women be married. They have to be skinny. We were starving ourselves. And they have to be young. You would retire at age 32. But one day, a group of stewardesses said, this has got to stop. They risked it all, turning a fight for fairness into a revolution. Listen to the girlfriends flight or fight on the iHeartRadio app, Apple podcasts or wherever you get your podcasts. Hi all, love the show. I moved to LA two and a half years ago and loved listening to your LA pre-show talk to heighten you up for the move. I digress back to the point of this email, speaking of LA things. I've seen many celebrities and influencers in my short time as an angel now, but one sticks out to me as an all-time favorite interaction because it happened twice.

I lived near a very popular hiking spot for two years. Has to be running in Canyon. Probably. I'd walk my dog on the same two routes every morning in that area. Routes. I think route. Mostly on eventful, except for one people morning when my dog ran straight up to this very attractive, fine, wine-aged man with a thick beard and slightly peppered, slightly wavy hair and beautiful blue eyes getting out of the passenger side of a car. The dog ran up. I was stunned because I had truly just rolled out of bed straight out of a rom-com. I swear, he politely laughed and petted her. I apologized. We smiled at each other and I continued my walk when it hit me. I know those beautiful blue eyes. Then I thought, surely not. I had to throw away my dog's waist bag up the sidewalk a bit, which meant I had a double back to go back to my building when we passed each other again. We made eye contact for a second time when I saw a different look in his eyes. This time a little more anxious. Do you recognize me? Are you going to say anything?

Freak out? What's about to happen? I again politely smiled because I knew that he knew that I knew who he was. But he was clearly trying to enjoy his morning. So I just smiled and kept on all caps. It was Gerard Butler. Oh, listen, I did not have to Google. I'm not going to lie. Well, but you know who he is. Yeah, as soon as I saw him. That name does not suit him. No. He's a Jerry Butler, but he's Gerard always throws. Gerard is a sexy name. You don't think so? Yeah, but it doesn't. He's although a very sexy man, he's also like, Hey, guys, like he's got it. I guess it doesn't fit that character, but good. God, he's gorgeous. He's from 300. What else? Well, every movie I watched in COVID, green land, fucking my wife is trapped somewhere and I'm going to punch my way to her. Like that's every movie is. Okay. Fairly recognizable under the beard and long hair, but it was most definitely 2000s romcom and 2010's period war drama heartthrob Gerard Butler.

I was starstruck, but somehow still functional. So much so that I never expected to run into him again on our same route a couple weeks later. Uh-oh. This time, both he and the man he was with appeared to remember my dog's sweet face and looked happy to see her again. Then it says, good girl. They both said, good morning and the Irish accent proved my suspicions correct. So he's Irish. He's not. He's got her. Okay. Although I told the story to friends on my block and said he introduces himself as Jerry smiley face. Thank you. That's amazing. Either way, I'm glad my interactions with him were positive. Stay sexy and get a dog who introduces you to your celebrity crush. Steph Sheer. Damn. Gerard, if you, we want to hear the story from your point of view about this girl stocking you on Ryan and Canyon. You've got to have your say. This is about your fake beard. I mean, because that's the kind of thing that like for somebody like that, he sees somebody wants, then they see her and then it's just like, do I call security now? Do I have to wait for a third time?

But if you're an actor and you're going to run in Canyon, it's because kind of because you want to be seen. You're asking for it and you want it. Jerry. Jerry, let us know. We don't know. Jerry, you have to have a say. Um, Jacob, uh, Tyranny and I, the all through COVID, that's what we would do is if a new Gerard Butler movie came out, then we'd be like, well, we got it. It's like, we get, and we would act like we had to see it on the day at premiere. So like, I've seen every questionable choice that man has made for like the last, I guess six years or so. Do you want to, you want to hear Karen's opinion about it, Jerry? She'll give you some feedback about your career. Jerry. I, I wanted acting for, uh, acting school for a year and a half. That's right. I've done this level one of improv twice. We have feedback. I think you want it. Here's the thing. I get a feeling about Gerard Butler that's very similar to Russell Crowe, which is you want to go to a bar in the daytime with these people, right? You, these are especially when they're not, when they're Irish or I've got to assure anything

English, whatever. Gaylic, Australian, sure. Get in there. Totally. Because there is a certain, they're just not the typical Hollywood aftertight. Totally. They're kind of like, Hey, look, I'm way more good looking than most of people on my eye. I get to be here. Okay. But other than that, this is crazy. That's the vibe I got. Are we done? Is that it? Do you have one more? Here's my last one. The subject line is stories about your landline. Greetings pals and gals. Greetings gals and pals. Same to you asked for stories about our landline phones. And then in quotes, it says, you know the one that used to hang in your kitchen before smart phones. I guess that's what we said. I grew up in a house of yellowers. Our house wasn't particularly large, but with a basement and three bedrooms, my parents often found reasons to scream across the house. To each other, to us kids, to our cat, you name it. One day my dad, and then a parenthesis that says, Kurt. Kurt. Kurt came home with a marvelous new contraption, a set of rechargeable cordless phones for

all the major rooms of our house. Kids rooms were sadly not included in that list. The most exciting feature he proclaimed was an intercom function that turned each phone into a not quite walkie talkie. Smart. Do you remember those? Yeah. The cordless phone? Yeah. They were like gray and bulky. Yeah. And you have to pull the cord up. That's right. Yeah. If you hit the button for the intercom and then dial the single digit number of whichever other phone in the house you were trying to reach, the other phone would bleed out a special ringtone that indicated someone was trying to page you. Is that more annoying to be paged than to be yelled at and go, what? Yes. Getting pages annoying too, probably. I think it's all a little bit. Sure. But it's like, if they just yell at first of all, it's what you're used to. Yeah. And then it's also just like, then you just know what's going on. I don't know. I think Vincent and I, the most annoyed we've ever been with each other or ever are with each other is when one of us is trying to yell something to the other one and they can't hear it. And they're not coming closer.

Yeah. That's like, or like they're brushing, I can't hear you right now. Yes. And you're going to be mad at me because I can't hear you, but you're the one yelling at in our aunt and uncle's house, our cousins were raised, which my sister and I, the first time we stayed there were both like, wow, that's intense. But they weren't allowed to say what? Oh, wow. They'd have to say coming. Wow. If someone was like, did the parents have to fucking do that too? No way. Fuck that shit. Well, that's because the kids were downstairs and the parents were upstairs. Okay. Like that. And older and paying for everything. Okay. So that way we didn't have to yell across the house to each other anymore. My dad explained excitedly. Dear reader, it did not work. My mom Sue, who has always been a hyper efficient type A person, frequently had too much in her hands or in front of her to bother grabbing the phone. My brothers and I were twins and teens and far too lazy to get up to answer the phone. And my poor father was reduced to having to scream across the house to get the person

he was trying to talk to to answer the intercom. That's right. The screaming was never going to end. After a few months, the intercom function saw no more action except for when my brothers or I would prank each other with it or show it off to our cousins. My parents still have a landline to this day, but have shrunk the number of phones in the house to just two. It's a good thing though, because some of my bank or credit card accounts that I opened in high school and or college are still linked to that phone number. Wow. I only know which ones when my parents finally disconnected and I'm unable to log in. I'm sure there's no other way to know. Got got got. Anyway, thanks for all you do at exactly right. Your lovely people who light up my life with your content, keep up the good work. And it's just signed A, they, them. Thanks, A. Thanks, A. Wow. Plus, we're fun. I know. Yeah, write us your stories at my favorite murder at Gmail. We want to hear all of them. Any kind of slice of life that you want to report, whether it's a complaint about your

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