The gals explore some of the ways your undying love can seriously backfire on you–or your partner. We dig into the neurology of love and aggression, then explore some individual crimes of passion from across the pond and right here in the U.S. Grab a bottle of The Affair Pinot Noir and prepare your ears for some hideous French pronunciations, even worse British accents, and the alarming similarities between severed penises and Pizza Rolls.
This week, the gals get paranoid exploring the many ways strangers can watch you, even in the privacy of your own home (or Porta Potty). Topics include the perks of porn, lawyering loopholes for perverts, and one real shithead poopy offender. Twist open a box of Naked Grape Merlot, close the blinds, and enjoy some twisted tales of Peeping Toms!
The gals discuss a couple of utterly bonkers cults that have somehow evaded the spotlight in recent years. These stories will have you saying “Uganda be kidding me!” and googling travel agencies to take you to the comet Hale-Bopp (AKA San Diego). Episode topics include our odds for scoring a Nike endorsement deal, #tfw your apocalypse predictions are thwarted, and everyone’s favorite company, Herbalife. This week’s wine pairing has a bizarre (and somewhat inexplicable) cult following of its own: Kendall Jackson Chardonnay. Go grab a bottle (you know it’s on sale) and enjoy!
The gals explore various motivations and traumas that might trigger arsonist behaviors, techniques for evading capture (which do not include erotic journaling of your capers), and the one way you should not waterproof a circus tent. Criminal cases include John “Pillow Pyro” Orr, Julio Gonzalez, and Peter “Bruce Lee” Dinsdale. This week’s topic is paired with a fiery Garnacha de Fuego, which is not as flammable as it sounds.
The gals dive right in with a classic taboo, discussing the perks and pitfalls of sex with a corpse. Criminal cases include Jeffrey Dahmer, Anatoly Moskvin, Edmund Kemper III, and Bryan Hathaway. This topic is paired with a lovely 2014 Gio Dominico Negro Langhe Nebbiolo, so grab a glass, pop that bottle, and please don’t judge us.