Buckle up, sinners. This episode is â¨emotionally unstableâ¨.
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We are STILL absolutely feral over partnering with HauntFest (catch us screaming into the void about it at HauntFest.net đť). Like⌠weâre thriving. Weâre glowing. Weâre haunted but sponsored.
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Also â and this is not subtle â 7Brew, if youâre listening⌠Lauren would like to formally announce her dependence. This is not a joke. This is a cry for help wrapped in a caramel blondie with extra sweet cream. Please partner with us before her bank account files a restraining order.
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Now. Deep breath.
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Today we spiral into the murder of Nicole Brown Simpson and the trial of O. J. Simpson â and yes, we absolutely unravel when we get to that verdict. Courtney has a full, televised, five-stage-grief meltdown the second we hear ânot guilty.â We scream. We question reality. We question the justice system. We question our life choices.
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And of course, we talk about Johnny Cochran and his now-infamous line:
âIf the glove doesnât fit, you must acquit.â
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Maâam. Sir. The glove? THE GLOVE?? Courtney is not okay.
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Then, because apparently we hate emotional stability, we dive into the murder of Faith Hedgepeth â technically âunsolvedâ (trial pending later this year đ), and we have QUESTIONS. So many questions. Courtney attempts to read her notes and instead invents a new dialect of English. Itâs giving phonics but make it crime podcast.
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Meanwhile, Mischa once again has VERY BIG FEELINGS about the people in the house. The spirits are judging. The vibes are off. Someone is apparently breathing wrong. The energy is hostile. We are unwell.
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In this episode:
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Justice system rage
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Courtroom chaos
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Coffee addiction pleas
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True crime emotional damage
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A cat who absolutely owns this house
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And at least one co-host threatening to quit (probably)
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If you came for stability, this is not that podcast.
If you came for unhinged true crime with emotional whiplash and caffeine-fueled screaming?
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Welcome home. đť