fellow ridiculous historians, welcome to this week's classic episode. Back in 2018, we looked at

each other. We had that Ghostbusters eye contact moment where they figure out the Statue of Liberty,

and we said, how deeply have we really dove into the infamous tragic story of the Lincoln assassination.

Not nearly deeply enough, Ben, is what our longing gaze told each of us psychically.

Yes, yeah.

Now, we do know, Noel, that on April 14, 1865, an actor named John Wilkes Booth, assassinated President Abraham Lincoln there in Ford's

theater watching a play with his wife. That story aside, we know that Booth escaped the scene

of the crime and he went on the run, but it turns out there's some more to the story.

Yeah, more like on the limp, if I'm not mistaken. I think he broke his...

That's right. He did have an injury from jumping. That's correct. But boy, are we going to dive

into a bit of an assassin's meta episode today. We're talking about everybody loves an assassin,

but what about an assassin's assassin? Okay, maybe everyone doesn't love an assassin, but you get what I'm getting that.

Yes.

So, join us as we dive into the bizarre life and times of a man named Boston Corbett.

Hey, kids, it's me Kevin Smith.

And it's me, Harley Quinn Smith.

That's my daughter, man, who my wife has always said is just a beardless, dickless version of me.

And that's the name of our podcast, Beardless Diklis Me.

I'm the old one.

I'm the young one.

And every week we try to make each other laugh really hard.

Sounds innocent, doesn't it?

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