Today we conclude our story on Edgene.

We'll start by discussing the crime that led authorities to him, what they discovered

when they searched his house, and whether or not he was competent enough to stand trial.

We'll close out by looking at Geene's later life, and discussing all the cinematic horror

influenced by old saggy baggy eye.

I'm Mike, I'm Ian.

And I'm Dave.

If your childhood dream was to be a gynecologist, but you didn't have enough IQ to get into medical

school, stick around.

Maybe you're one of the select few who has what it takes to be a Geene ecologist.

This is Necronomopod.

I pulled up out in the road and came over and wanted to know if he asked Edgene, or you had

Geene and said, yeah, and he said, well, would you come with us?

In the hamlet of Plainfield, news of the murder spread like wildfire.

I ran across the street over to fields, and I wrapped on the door and I said, Irene,

did you hear about the murder in Plainfield?

She said, yes.

She told me who it was then that it was Mrs. Whirden.

She said, you'll never guess who they picked up for.

And I said, well, no, who?

You said, well, Edgene.

And we both kind of laughed because we knew it wouldn't hurt us all.

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