Haunted and Homicidal

We kick things off with the bizarre case of Mary Cowan — a story so messy and surreal it feels like history accidentally tripped, faceplanted, and decided to stay there. Mary’s saga plays out like a fever dream of bad decisions, wild twists, and unsettling déjà vu that makes you wonder if the universe just hits copy-paste on terrible life choices. Then we move on to Linda Hazzard — who wasn’t just eccentric; she was basically running the “Starve Yourself to Enlightenment (and Accidentally Die)” Spa

Pack your sage, your chicest black outfit, and maybe a snack (because ghost hunting can easily turn into beignet hunting) — we’re off to the most haunted corners of New Orleans. We gush about our love for the French Quarter — cobblestone streets, voodoo shops that smell like incense and secrets, the gothic beauty of the St. Louis cemeteries, and every witchy happening that makes us want to move in… even if the neighbors are dead. Naturally, we can’t go to NOLA without diving into the twisted tale of

Grab your sage, clutch your crystals, and prepare your eardrums — because this episode is a double scoop of unsolved madness that’s somehow spooky, unhinged, and snack-fueled all at once. First, we dissect the Cleveland Torso Murders, committed by the Mad Butcher of Kingsbury Run (who we’re 1000% convinced was Sweeney — and honestly, we will die on that hill). Dismemberments, Depression-era detectives, and the wildest game of “guess the murderer” you’ve ever heard. Then we unravel the eerie

This week, we take a frosty plunge into full-blown terror, starting with the bone-chilling legend of the Wendigo—a winter-loving, flesh-hungry cryptid who prefers its humans plump and panic-seasoned. We unpack the folklore, the eerie ceremonies once used to keep it at bay, and whether that existential dread you feel every December might just be… a vibe or a Wendigo. Then, because we hate ourselves, we take a sharp left turn into the haunted Clown Motel—a place so cursed it garners multiple

This episode dives headfirst into the dark and tangled world of some truly chaotic killers. First up is Hattie Whitten, a small-town poisoner with big-time body count energy. Then we descend into the unsettling and confusing pit that is Ottis Toole—a walking red flag who made a career out of grotesque crimes and false confessions, most notoriously alongside his equally deranged partner-in-lies, Henry Lee Lucas. These two were less a dynamic duo and more a disaster in denim. ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This

In this episode, Lauren and Courtney take you to the notoriously haunted 1886 Crescent Hotel—not to be confused with croissants, a buttery French pastry, though the vibe is equally flaky. We dig into the paranormal history, the infamous mirror where ghostly hands supposedly reach out (um, no thank you), and share why this hotel is on our bucket list... but only if that bucket comes with sage and holy water. But wait—there’s more! We also get into the eerie phenomenon of the Black Eyed Kids (not to

This episode is a full-blown rollercoaster of true crime and total brain fog. We start with the unsettling tale of Nannie Doss, the sweet-smiling serial killer known as the Giggling Granny, who poisoned her way through husbands like it was a hobby. Then we unravel the nonsense that is Bitch Boy Brian “Penelope” Pennell, a man whose crimes are as ridiculous as his nickname is earned (that we gave him because fuck that guy). We cover their arrests, sentencing, and the absolutely unhinged details that