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We take the cases very seriously, but I don't take myself seriously at all, and neither should you.

Welcome to Wife of Crime.

So, Russ, it's Halloween.

And we had our listeners send in their paranormal stories for you.

We're going to try to make you a believer.

We got so many emails, but I picked six of them.

So let's see what he has to say, folks.

How is he going to explain all of these away?

These are some of our listeners,

ghost stories.

Thank you. Hello, everyone. Welcome back to Wife of Crime, a true crime podcast where I tell my husband,

ghost stories, and he reacts to them.

What's up, folks?

Is Russ, aka, I'm stealing all your kids candy?

AKA, if they come to my house, I'm giving them black jelly beans.

Oh.

AKA, if they're lucky, they get candy corn.

And only weird people eat that.

Ooh, candy corn is the worst. Yeah. Worst candy. Well, any black licorish is disgusting. Yes. Black licorish probably was only tasty in the Great Depression. Maybe. Because shit was so bad, even bad shit tasted good. Yeah. I mean, I do like licorice, though.

You do too.

I like Twizzlers. Twizzlers is your favorite. I don't necessarily call it licorice. No, you don't, but other people do. Old people. They do. Yes. Your grandmother called it liquorish. She was like, he likes licorice. Yeah, my grandmother does call it licorish. And she got me licorice from the Amish people, right?

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