This is exactly right.

I just normally do straight stand-up, but this is a bit different.

What do you get when a true crime producer walks into a comedy club?

Answer, a new podcast called Wisecrack, where a comedian finds himself at the center of a chilling true crime story.

Does anyone know what show they've come to see?

It's a story.

It's about the scariest night of my life.

This is Wisecrack, available now.

Listen to Wisecrack on the IHeart Radio app, Apple Podcasts,

or wherever you get your podcasts.

Music Apple Podcasts or wherever you get your podcasts. Hello and welcome to my favorite murder. The minisode. We read you. Your own stories, emails and stories.

You want to go first? Sure. You're on stories and emails and stories. I'm not going to reach you the time. Yeah, well, no, I'm not. Okay. Hi, Georgia and Karen, first time writer,, long-time procrastinator. Hey. At seven years old,

I randomly decided to sleep in my own room one night, rare, locked the door, even rarer, and had a

lovely uninterrupted sleep. Meanwhile, my older brother was followed home from a 7-Eleven by a man who

held him at gunpoint, forced his way into our home, threatened my parents, and demanded money. Holy shit. What I mean about fucking, what's it called? Home invasion? Robbery. Yes, home invasion robbery. One of my biggest fears. Yeah. While my dad distracted the man downstairs, my mom woke my sister, who then climbed down a wrought iron fence and ran to a neighbor's house to call the cops. The guy was arrested. The gun was fake. And I slept through the entire thing like a damn rock. Oh, yeah. The guy even tried my door, but moved on when it was locked. Oh, like, my, my, my mom explained it all the next morning on the way to school like it was a casual weather update.

A decade later, we got a letter that the guy had been released.

Anyway, stay sexy and sleep like the dead.

Thanks for creating such a hilarious, cathartic space to share stories like these. You two are truly the highlight of my week every week. Hey. Hang on. SSDGM, Crystal Marie. Crystal Marie. Thank you. Good job. Sleeping through a fucking hostage situation. Sleeping through trauma. Yeah, I'll have none of this trauma. You guys can have it.

Good night.

I'll have what she's having. That's me on Ambien, basically. Okay. The subject line of this is a vintage murder. Great. It says, hello, beautiful ladies. Lucille Hartman is my husband's great-grandfather's first cousin. Lucille was a very attractive woman with red hair. She was reportedly very pampered, spoiled, and had an ill temper.

That was in quote. first cousin. Lucille was a very attractive woman with red hair. She was reportedly very pampered,

spoiled, and had an ill temper. That was in quotes. Lucille's father owned Hartman Oil Works,

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