Listen, we are who we are. This is the last episode of Dennis the menace. It may not be a vikings episode but here we are. He's a twat waffle.

WHERE ARE YOU?! AND I'M SO SORRY. Listen we are who we are. If you have made it this far, we promise it won't be another vikings episode....or will it? 

We are here for all the f¨cked up stuff Dennis did....so here we go......

Well we are going to be the first to say it...he's messed up. We knew that coming in. The spirts have sent a message...they are not pleased. Tune in to part 3 to find out why........

It's been a hot minute... but we're back... b!tches. Like always we're back with a doozy. The Muswell Hill Murderer was a wild dude. In this ep. we talk about his life leading up to an even wilder life adventure. Per usual we are hot messes, but hey if you are listening that is what you are here for. Please sit back and enjoy our nonsess. Much love, 

xoxo, Gossip b!itches (if you don't get that reference we can't be friends...okay byyyyyeee).

Is it a bird? a plane? a windigo? Don't drive at night, not only for the astigmatism but for whatever may lay on the road ahead. These spooky roads are sure to send shivers up your spine. Where does the road go? a dead end? a haunted plantation? or a foggy lake to throw coins in? just keep driving friends....Anita Richards will lead the way!

A Turtle army, cold play lyrics, syringes up a rectum and abandoned crocs in a croc enclosure....FLORIDA IS WILD'N MAN.

A cold wind blows, a creek runs red. The Black Hills of SD hold more than just scenic thrills. The dense rough terrain drown out the screams. We aren't talking about dangerous animals, although, some people could be classified as animals...or monsters.

Just when you thought it was safe to go back in the water we are back with tales of serial killers from the deep. Their black dead eyes, flawless skin and chinless faces is the stuff of nightmares. Open the cage and let the good times roll...

Put away your spoons and bowls, we're talking about a different kind of serial. Imagine trying to catch a train and whoopsie daisy, there's a torso in your way. Better just wait for the next one bud.