Pastel sweater vests of doom: Fearing the unsung romance of marrying a convicted murderer

In this episode Becky & Merie dive into the phenomenon of women marrying mass murderers and serial killers (an obsession so common it actually has a clinical name!).

They also explore the burning questions you didn’t know you had, like, how cool must it have been to be married to Genghis Khan?!

Which do you marry: the local rapist or the big time serial killer? And how do you make that roommate switch?

Do you bring up the fact that he’s a murderer in EVERY marital argument you have? (spoiler alert: yes.)

Does anyone out there want a GPS app where Becky hurls insults at you when you make a wrong turn? (gofundme is a-waitin’!)

In a zombie apocalypse, would you maybe actually want Scott Peterson to be your husband? 

Is there some legal requirement where podcasters must mention Keith Morrison in every episode?

Why does Becky give an uninvited lesson on the theory of evolution?

How can Merie be manipulated into buying 200 hand lotions?

Which is grosser, the fake-crying lying bastard Eric Menendez, or the inappropriately affectionate lawyer who dressed him up in pastel sweater vests?

Love is love, but do you really have a blind spot big enough to fit 48 f***ing dead bodies?

Finally, who out there is going to do the coding for our new website, wellatleastimnotaserialkiller.com?

Come for the serial killing farmers. Stay for the uncited quoting of Jerry Maguire.