The Lesser Known People Podcast

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Rev up your lifted trucks and crack open a cold one because we're diving deep into Buttrock—the most beloved (and mocked) genre of the 2000s. In this episode, we break down the legends: Creed, Nickelback, Puddle of Mudd, Breaking Benjamin, and Buckcherry. From Scott Stapp's open arms to Chad Kroeger's meme-worthy vocals, we embrace the power chords, questionable lyrics, and post-grunge angst that defined a generation. Is Buttrock unfairly hated, or does it slap harder than we want to admit? Tune in for crass jokes, nostalgia, and some guilty pleasure rock anthems.

Kim Dotcom—hacker, tech mogul, internet freedom fighter, or just a massive grifter? From his early hacking exploits and run-ins with the law to building Megaupload into a file-sharing empire (and making millions in the process), his story is as wild as his waistline. We'll break down his rise to infamy, the dramatic FBI raid on his New Zealand mansion, and the legal battles that have dragged on for over a decade. Was he a digital Robin Hood or just another guy gaming the system? Let's dive into the absurd, over-the-top life of the internet's most notorious pirate.

Michael Malloy—also known as Mike the Durable—is the closest thing history has to a real-life Rasputin. In 1930s New York, a group of small-time crooks hatched the dumbest insurance scam of all time: take out a life insurance policy on a local drunk and kill him for the payout. Simple, right? Except Malloy had the constitution of a cockroach. Poisoned drinks? He asked for another round. Antifreeze? Tasted just fine. Rotten oysters marinated in wood alcohol? Delicious. Even running him over with a taxi twice wasn't enough. In this episode of The Lesser Known People Podcast, we break down the hilariously stupid series of attempts to take Malloy out, the absurd perseverance of one very drunk man, and the ultimate downfall of the criminal "masterminds" behind the plot. If you love true crime, dark comedy, and stories so ridiculous they sound fake, this one's for you.

In the summer of 1942, the town of Pascagoula, Mississippi, was terrorized by a bizarre and unsettling figure—The Phantom Barber. This unknown intruder would sneak into homes at night, bypassing locked doors and windows, only to steal locks of hair from unsuspecting victims. Was it a prank, a fetish, or something even more sinister? Join The Lesser Known People Podcast as we dive into this strange true crime mystery, exploring theories, suspects, and the wildest possibilities behind this unexplained phenomenon. If you love weird history, unsolved crimes, and dark humor, this episode is for you. Subscribe now and never miss a deep dive into the strangest stories you've never heard!  

Dad Logic: The Quirks That Made Our Fathers Who They Are Every dad has his own brand of wisdom, weird habits, and unshakable beliefs—whether it's insisting that turning off the AC saves gas or refusing to throw away a single screw “just in case.” In this episode, we take a deep dive into the unique and often baffling quirks that made our fathers the legends they are. From their questionable DIY fixes to the strange rules they swore by, we're celebrating the men who raised us in the only way we know how—by roasting them. Grab a beer, tighten your cargo shorts, and get ready for a hilarious tribute to dads everywhere.

Ever wondered what happens when a whale carcass goes boom? In this chaotic and educational episode, we dive into the infamous 1970 Florence, Oregon whale explosion, where a poorly planned dynamite detonation made history—and covered spectators in blubber. But that's just the beginning. We uncover a series of equally wild (and disastrous) attempts to handle beached whales worldwide, complete with explosions, unintended consequences, and plenty of questionable decisions. Join us for explosive laughs, unexpected history, and the kind of whale tales you didn't know you needed. Perfect for fans of bizarre history, marine mishaps, and a good dark-humored laugh.

What do you get when you mix a polite McDonald's robber, a daring prison escape artist, and a guy who literally lived in a Toys "R" Us? Meet Jeffrey Manchester, aka "Roofman," the bandit with a bizarre streak of criminal genius. From dropping through restaurant ceilings to locking employees in freezers (politely, of course), to hiding out in a Circuit City furnished with Spider-Man sheets, this story only gets wilder. Add in a dental office arson, a congregation snitch, and a bouquet-bearing arrest — you've got a true crime tale that sounds too weird to be true. But it is. Join us as we break down Manchester's legendary heists, his under-the-radar suburban life, and Hollywood's upcoming adaptation (Roofman, starring Channing Tatum, Kirsten Dunst, and Peter Dinklage). Don't miss this chaotic thrill ride from fast food to fugitive status!

Irwin Schiff (1928–2015) was an outspoken and controversial figure in the world of tax protest movements. A self-styled “tax honesty” advocate, Schiff was best known for claiming that paying federal income tax was not legally required for U.S. citizens, a position that led him into repeated legal battles with the Internal Revenue Service (IRS) and federal courts. Despite earning a degree in accounting, Schiff became a fervent critic of the federal tax system, arguing it was unconstitutional and based on government overreach. He gained notoriety through books like The Federal Mafia: How the Government Illegally Imposes and Unlawfully Collects Income Taxes, in which he outlined his belief that the IRS manipulated Americans into paying taxes they didn't owe. The book was so controversial that a federal court banned its sale, deeming it misleading and fraudulent. Schiff also conducted seminars and sold kits to promote his tax avoidance strategies, further solidifying his place as a polarizing figure in tax law debates. Schiff's defiance of the IRS wasn't just theoretical; he openly refused to pay income taxes and urged others to do the same. Over the years, this resistance led to multiple convictions for tax evasion, fraud, and contempt of court. In 2006, he was sentenced to over 13 years in prison for his repeated offenses. Despite his legal troubles and the lack of legal validation for his theories, Schiff maintained his innocence and stood by his beliefs until his death in 2015 while still incarcerated. Seen by some as a crusader for individual liberty and by others as a dangerous promoter of tax evasion, Irwin Schiff remains a polarizing symbol of the anti-tax movement. His story serves as both a cautionary tale and a rallying cry for those who challenge federal authority.

Errol Musk, the father of Elon Musk, is a South African electromechanical engineer, pilot, sailor, and property developer. Often described as intelligent and ambitious, he has also been the subject of controversy due to his tumultuous family relationships, shady business dealings and a history of contentious remarks in public. Errol Musk was married to Heidi Bezuidenhout, the mother of two of his children, Alexandra and Asha Musk. The relationship was fraught with difficulties, culminating in a divorce after an extended period of strain. Post-divorce, their relationship took a shocking turn when Errol fathered a child with Jana Bezuidenhout, Heidi's daughter from a previous marriage. This revelation caused significant upheaval within the family, as Errol was effectively Jana's stepfather for much of her upbringing. The scandal drew widespread criticism and further alienated Errol from his ex-wife and other members of the Musk family. Errol's relationship with his eldest son, Elon Musk, has been strained for many years. Elon has publicly described Errol as a difficult and complex figure, even calling him "a terrible human being" in interviews. Despite Errol's claims of having supported Elon during his early ventures, including his education, Elon has distanced himself from his father, citing personal grievances and fundamental differences in values. Errol's behavior and public comments often exacerbate the tension. While he has occasionally praised Elon's accomplishments, he has also been critical of him at times, creating a dynamic that is far from harmonious. Their relationship reflects a broader pattern of estrangement within the Musk family, with Errol remaining a divisive figure whose actions and statements continue to generate controversy.

Donald Omand was a fascinating figure in the mid-20th century. He was a Scottish priest and psychiatrist who blended his religious calling with psychological and psychiatric practices. Known as “Doctor, Reverend Donald Omand,” he became famous for his unconventional approaches to mental health and spirituality, often working with individuals in deeply troubled or extraordinary circumstances. Reverend Dr. Donald Omand was a Church of England vicar and exorcist. While specific records of individuals he baptized are not publicly available, it's known that he conducted numerous baptisms as part of his clerical duties. In addition to baptizing individuals, Omand was involved in exorcising spirits from objects and locations, including sites like Loch Ness, the Bermuda Triangle, and a haunted stretch of highway.  

Judge Holden, a central figure in Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian, is a character of immense physical and intellectual presence, shrouded in mystery and menace. He is described as towering and hairless, with skin so pale it appears almost luminous, giving him an otherworldly and unsettling appearance. His large frame and immense strength contrast with his refined mannerisms and erudite speech, making him both grotesque and charismatic. The Judge is multilingual, well-read, and a polymath, with a prodigious memory and knowledge spanning philosophy, law, natural sciences, and the arts. Despite his outward charm and affable demeanor, he embodies pure, unrelenting violence and chaos. He is a figure of near-supernatural evil, often depicted as a force of nature or a manifestation of war itself, reveling in destruction and domination. His philosophical musings frequently delve into the nature of power, fate, and human violence, casting him as both a nihilist and an arbiter of existential truths. Holden's enigmatic presence looms over the novel, as does his eerie propensity for appearing and disappearing seemingly at will. He remains inscrutable, his ultimate motivations unclear, but his role as a harbinger of death and destruction leaves an indelible mark on the landscape of the book and the psyche of its characters.

Dive into the eerie legacy of Max Schreck, the man who brought terror to silent film audiences as Count Orlok in Nosferatu (1922). Often described as looking like he just crawled out of a crypt (because he did—on screen, anyway), Schreck's portrayal of the gaunt, rat-toothed vampire left such an impression that rumors swirled for decades claiming he was a real vampire. Spoiler: he wasn't, but his performance was so hauntingly convincing that it blurred the line between acting and the supernatural. Off-screen, Schreck was a far cry from his creepy Nosferatu persona—a theater actor who enjoyed his craft, not blood. Join us as we shine a (UV-free) spotlight on one of cinema's most enigmatic and misunderstood figures, and explore how his iconic role laid the foundation for every vampire to hiss their way onto the silver screen. Perfect for cinephiles, horror fans, and anyone curious about the origins of on-screen terror. Make sure to sink your teeth into this one!

Raccoons have come for Conman. Bats are molesting KY's face. J-Money has a flash-back when he encounters a fly infestation. And, Sean lives through a deeply sexual experience with a spider.

In this episode of The Lesser Known People Podcast we take a break from our usual subjects of strange people and turn our attention the animal kingdom. We explore animal penises (butterflies and ducks). We talk about the sexual habits of angler fish, the nuances of female water buffalo, and nasty beaver sacs full of vanilla flavoring. 

Florida inmates conceive baby without physically meeting. Both are jailed on murder charges, and investigations into the incident are ongoing. Their child was born in June and now lives with her grandmother.

Mike Cessario, the mastermind behind Liquid Death, took the wild concept of making water hardcore and somehow made it work. A former punk rocker and marketing genius, Mike decided bottled water needed a metal makeover—because hydration just wasn't edgy enough. With cans that scream “death metal album” and a motto to “murder your thirst,” he turned a basic human necessity into a rebellious lifestyle choice. Who knew staying hydrated could feel like moshing in a circle pit?

Frane Selak: Proof that the Grim Reaper occasionally takes coffee breaks. Join us as we dive into the absurdly unbelievable life of the man who survived train wrecks, plane crashes, car explosions, and a bus plunge—only to win the lottery. Frane Selak's life is the ultimate mix of bad luck and cosmic refunds, and we're here to figure out if he's a living legend or the universe's favorite punchline.

The Glasgow Ice Cream Wars were less "scoops and sprinkles" and more "pints and punches." In 1980s Scotland, rival ice cream van operators turned their turf battles into a bizarre yet brutal underworld saga, dealing more in drugs and stolen goods than soft-serve cones. Picture Goodfellas with a Mr. Whippy soundtrack, where the stakes weren't just about who sold more cones, but who controlled the streets. What started as turf disputes escalated into violence, arson, and even murder, proving that in Glasgow, the competition over ice cream routes was chillingly intense.

In this episode, we're diving into the story of Roselle, the guide dog with nerves of steel who led her human down 78 floors of the World Trade Center on September 11th. While everyone else was losing their minds, Roselle kept her cool, guided her human to safety, and set a new standard for “having it all together.” Join us for a look at this incredible canine hero who was just doing her job…better than any human could.

Katherine Knight stands out as one of Australia's most infamous figures—think Down Under's answer to Hannibal Lecter, but somehow even more unsettling. Katherine was a butcher by trade, and when she wasn't slicing meat at work, she was slicing up the hearts of anyone who dared to love her. Enter John Price, her unlucky boyfriend who thought he could handle her fiery temper. Unfortunately, he didn't realize he'd end up as the main course. One night in 2000, Katherine decided to end things with Price in the most nightmarish way possible. When police arrived at the scene, they found a gruesome display that would leave even seasoned detectives wishing they could unsee it. Let's just say, she set the table with a horror that looked straight out of a B-grade slasher flick, complete with place settings for his kids as if she was hosting some macabre dinner party. Today, Katherine is serving life in prison—no chance of parole, no knives, and hopefully no more cooking. Her story remains a dark reminder that sometimes, it's better to swipe left when your date's past involves a little too much butchery experience.

Our flagship Halloween epsiode. This is a draft of the best movies monsters from history and today. This one is for all the marbles. 

We wanted to get into the Halloween season with some strange and unusual cryptids. We cover real life sandworms, ghost elephants, batsquatches, and the Dildo monster. Enjoy!

The gang relives the Halloween-themed childhood trauma inflicted on them by their parents poor choices. If you needs some dos and don'ts for this years Halloween costume, look no further. 

Richard Montañez: Flamin' Hot Fraud or Flavor God? So, let me set the scene. You've got this guy, Richard Montañez, who started out as a humble janitor at Frito-Lay and skyrocketed to fame by claiming he was the culinary genius behind Flamin' Hot Cheetos—the spicy snack that has burned the mouths (and stomach linings) of millions. But, much like biting into one too many of these fiery corn puffs, his rags-to-riches tale left us feeling a little… queasy. Montañez's story was the stuff of legend: a Cinderella tale where instead of a glass slipper, we've got a bag of spicy Cheetos, and instead of a prince, we've got PepsiCo's executives listening to a janitor's revolutionary pitch. According to him, he took inspiration from Mexican street food and his cultural heritage. Cue Hollywood, right? Literally. Eva Longoria directed the biopic, so this narrative was red-hot. But, oh boy, hold your fire extinguisher. Enter the Los Angeles Times like a bucket of cold water to throw over this spicy fairy tale. Turns out, Montañez didn't invent Flamin' Hot Cheetos. Nope. The whole thing was more fiction than fact, like if Hans Christian Andersen had a weird snack obsession. Frito-Lay itself stepped in, like, “Yeah… about that,” and told the Times that “None of our records show Richard was involved in any capacity in the Flamin' Hot test market.” Ouch. That's the snack world equivalent of pulling the rug out from under a Dorito's triangle. It gets worse—Lynne Greenfeld, a Frito-Lay employee, was actually the one who did lead the creation of the spicy snack in 1989. It's like someone claiming to be the inventor of electricity while Ben Franklin's there, kite and key in hand, saying, “Excuse me?” But here's the twist—this man's boldness is hotter than the Cheetos themselves. Montañez kept running with his story, earning up to $50,000 for speaking engagements, writing memoirs, and being immortalized in the aforementioned Longoria-directed film. He might not have invented Flamin' Hot Cheetos, but he sure knew how to sell a good origin story. In a way, you can't help but admire it. The guy took the snack aisle equivalent of Bigfoot and sold it as gospel. He wasn't just eating Flamin' Hot Cheetos, he became one: polarizing, fiery, and unforgettable. So next time you pop open a bag of these nuclear-red, crunchy napalm nuggets, remember: the true story behind them might not be as spicy as the myth, but it's just as wild.

Forrest Fenn, the eccentric art dealer who decided that what the world needed most was an elaborate treasure hunt, spent his final years either reveling in the chaos he unleashed or wondering why anyone would trust a guy who buried literal treasure in the wilds of America. In 2010, after beating cancer, Fenn threw a chest full of gold coins, jewels, and artifacts into the Rocky Mountains, dropped a few cryptic clues in his memoir, and basically told the world, "Good luck, suckers." This wasn't some harmless scavenger hunt, like searching for the remote control buried under couch cushions. Oh no. Fenn, with a twinkle in his eye and a shovel in his hand, challenged thrill-seekers to find this treasure, knowing full well that some of them couldn't navigate their way out of a paper bag, let alone the Rockies. But the thing is—people believed him. Thousands packed their camping gear, bought bear spray, and quit their jobs (because who needs income when you're on the verge of striking gold, right?) to venture into the wilderness. They followed his clues, most of which made sense only if you were either insane or Forrest Fenn himself. Here's the thing, though: five people died. DIED. This hunt was so dangerous that the police had to beg Fenn to call it off. You know you've really hit peak chaos when the authorities are like, "Hey man, we love a good treasure hunt too, but could you not keep killing people?" To be fair, Fenn wasn't completely oblivious to the carnage. His reaction to the growing body count? A shrug and something along the lines of, “Well, they should have brought a map.” Classic. For a decade, the Rocky Mountains became a giant Escape Room designed by Satan, with cryptic poetry and vague clues leading people to rivers, caves, and cliffs. By 2020, though, the treasure was found by Jack Stuef, a medical student who apparently had more free time than any med student in history. After thousands of adventurers failed, this guy rolled in, cracked the code, and dug up Fenn's treasure, while the rest of the world collectively groaned, “Why didn't I think of that?” But wait, it gets better: Jack didn't even want the publicity. Like the least fun pirate of all time, he wanted to keep his haul under wraps. Meanwhile, people who had spent years searching for the treasure were left to sit at home in their khakis and mosquito-bitten limbs, feeling the sting of defeat as Jack quietly walked off into the sunset, like Indiana Jones with a medical degree. And then Forrest Fenn died—shortly after the treasure was found, almost as if he had been holding on just to see if anyone would actually finish his bizarre game. He's gone, but the legend of his treasure lives on, a testament to human greed, stupidity, and the weird lengths people will go to for the promise of shiny objects buried in a box somewhere deep in the mountains. Now, if you'll excuse me, I've got a copy of Fenn's poem to decode. There's got to be a sequel, right?

Ah, John Meehan, aka "Dirty John"—the guy who could con the pants off anyone... sometimes literally. The L.A. Times ran a six-part series on this con artist, which made his life sound like a soap opera that went off the rails and landed straight into Dateline territory. Let's dive into the world of Dirty John, where love, manipulation, and a toxic mix of sleaze are shaken, not stirred. The Tinder Tale Gone Wild John Meehan was the kind of guy who had “walking red flag” stamped on his forehead, but that didn't stop him from turning into every catfishing nightmare you've ever heard of. According to the L.A. Times series, Dirty John wasn't just dirty—he was filthy. He played the classic “doctor” card to lure his victims, but this wasn't Grey's Anatomy. There were no steamy hospital dramas, just a dude with a syringe full of lies and a Tinder profile polished enough to make even the FBI blush. Picture it: a charming guy, oozing confidence, shows up in scrubs. Maybe he's fresh off a 72-hour surgery or a shift saving orphans. Nope. In reality, John was more likely fresh off a scam or scoping out his next victim. His real skill was manipulating people—specifically, women. And he had a PhD in it, though I'm not sure from what shady online university. Love-Bombing: The Meehan Special John wasn't your run-of-the-mill, “forget to text back” guy. No, no—John was all about the love bombing. He would swoop in, overwhelm his victims with affection and attention, and then BAM! The red flags start popping up faster than ads on a sketchy website. But by that time, his victims were already hooked like fish at a carnival game, and just like those prizes, the only thing you were winning was a lifetime of disappointment. The L.A. Times documented the lengths Meehan would go to in order to maintain his charade. He'd fake everything—credentials, stories, and even his life. The man had more aliases than a wannabe spy and more shady stories than your drunk uncle at Thanksgiving. The Medical Fraud Maestro John loved to play the “doctor” card, but the closest he got to medical expertise was probably watching re-runs of House. What he did know how to do was order drugs online, intimidate people, and get restraining orders filed against him. It's like his Tinder bio should've just said: “Looking for love, emotional manipulation, and eventual legal action.” His con artistry had a special flavor, with a heavy sprinkle of “gaslighting.” Imagine him telling someone, “No, honey, I didn't steal your credit card—must've been an identity theft thing.” Meanwhile, he's driving around in a car that you technically paid for, probably picking up flowers to gaslight his next victim. The Family that Fought Back Now here's where things get spicy: his last victim, Debra Newell, wasn't playing around. Sure, John fooled her initially, but she had a daughter with a finely tuned BS detector (which I imagine was essential growing up around this circus). When things got real dark and John's true nature was revealed, Debra and her family fought back. In the end, it wasn't a lawyer or judge that ended Dirty John—it was Debra's daughter, Terra, who took him down like the villain in a Lifetime movie. By the time Terra was done, John was out of lives and out of luck. The showdown between them is the stuff that action movies are made of—only instead of a big-budget Hollywood blockbuster, we got a real-life "WTF just happened?" moment. Terra wasn't having it. She put an end to the nightmare with a knife, and in doing so, gave a masterclass in self-defense. She's the real MVP. Lesson Learned: Swipe Left So, what's the moral of the Dirty John saga? Maybe it's to always Google your Tinder date before you meet them. Or perhaps it's that anyone who says “I'm a doctor” but drives a car that screams “loan shark” should be instantly suspect. In any case, the L.A. Times six-part series shined a light on the shadows John Meehan cast over everyone in his life—and like all great villains, he eventually got what was coming to him. Dirty John's story is a cautionary tale about trust, lies, and the dangers of wearing rose-colored glasses in the world of online dating. Just remember, if someone comes on too strong, too fast, with stories that sound straight out of a bad rom-com—grab your phone, delete the app, and maybe start attending some jiu-jitsu classes. Just in case.

MC Baba, Death Party Enthusiasts, and Shark Whisperers – A Wild Trio 1. MC Baba: The Def Jam from DRC Ladies and gentlemen, gather 'round because we're kicking off with a story hotter than a Congolese dance floor in peak dry season. Meet MC Baba, the Def rapper from the Democratic Republic of the Congo. No, that's not a typo. This guy is literally def – as in hearing impaired – but that hasn't stopped him from spitting rhymes faster than you can say "lingala." MC Baba's life is like a mixtape where every track is a banger, except it's mostly bass and vibes because, well, he can't actually hear the beat. But don't get it twisted—his fans go wild for it! It's like if Beethoven decided to go gangsta and dropped bars about the struggles of living in Kinshasa while dodging bullets and avoiding the overcooked goat meat at the local market. The man's got rhythm in his bones, even if his ears aren't exactly tuned to the frequency. In a way, MC Baba's style is the epitome of “feel the beat, don't hear it.” Critics say his lyrics pack more punch than a kick from a Congolese street vendor protecting his stash of mangoes. So, if you ever find yourself in DRC, keep an ear out (pun intended) for MC Baba—just don't expect him to hear you back. 2. Meth, Death, and Marital Bliss: The Unconventional Love Story of the Century Next up, we've got a love story that's less Hallmark and more "Breaking Bad" meets "The Notebook." Buckle up, because this one's a trip—literally. Joe Shur, the 59-year-old Minnesota man with a heart of gold and a syringe full of meth, decided to throw his terminally ill wife a farewell bash that no one will forget—except maybe him, because, let's face it, meth isn't exactly a memory enhancer. It's more of a “forget where you parked your soul” kind of drug. Joe's wife, Debra, wasn't just along for the ride; she was the star of the show, the guest of honor at her very own "death party." Forget the white doves and harp music—this party had meth, death metal, and, if you can believe it, their deceased dachshund making an appearance. Yeah, you read that right. Joe couldn't let their beloved pooch miss out on the festivities, so he decided to preserve the pup in ice until they could all party together in the afterlife. Sounds like someone misunderstood the phrase "all dogs go to heaven." Anyway, after three days of what we assume was a combination of intense emotional catharsis and literal brain-melting, Debra passed away, and Joe was left to explain to the authorities why his idea of end-of-life care included narcotics and necromancy. Spoiler alert: the judge wasn't buying it, and Joe got three years in prison. If love is a battlefield, then Joe's relationship was like a meth lab in the middle of a war zone. RIP Debra, you went out in a blaze of glory—meth, we mean meth. Definitely meth. 3. Tristian Turner: The Aussie Dad Who Took Shark Week Way Too Seriously Finally, we travel down under to meet Tristian Turner, the Aussie dad who thought the best way to spend a day at the beach was by wrestling with a 10-foot shark. That's right, folks—most of us go to the beach for a tan and a cold beer, but Tristian was out there playing Steve Irwin with the local marine life. Picture this: the sun is shining, the waves are crashing, and there's Tristian, a man whose natural habitat is probably more “barbecue pit” than “shark pit,” suddenly deciding that a big-ass shark needs saving. Why? Because in Australia, apparently, "No worries, mate," also means "Let me just hop into the ocean and have a casual wrestle with something that could bite my arm off." Now, most of us would see a 10-foot shark and think, “Time to get out of the water.” But not Tristian. No, this guy took one look at the apex predator and thought, “Yeah, I can take him.” Unfortunately, the ocean had other plans. Tristian disappeared into the surf, leaving behind nothing but a trail of shocked onlookers and maybe a few disappointed surfers who were hoping to catch a wave, not a live-action National Geographic episode. And so, the legend of Tristian Turner, the Shark Whisperer, was born. Whether he's out there living it up with the sharks or just doing the backstroke with Davy Jones, we may never know. But one thing's for sure: when it comes to sheer audacity, this guy's in a league of his own. Whether you're dropping bars in DRC, throwing a death party in Minnesota, or diving headfirst into shark-infested waters in Australia, remember—life's too short not to go out with a bang, or at least a bizarre headline.

Let's dive into a little tale from the "WTF just happened" files, where Australian ingenuity meets a plot twist that would make even Tarantino scratch his head. Picture this: You're at home, minding your own business, probably contemplating whether to crack open another beer or just fall asleep with your TV blaring. Suddenly, the tranquility of your evening is shattered as a masked intruder bursts through your door. Now, most folks would either freeze in fear, grab a weapon, or maybe even consider dialing the cops. But not our guy, Klay Holland. No, Klay had a slightly different game plan—a plan that took "defending your home" to a whole new, unspeakably bizarre level. Klay didn't just subdue the intruder; he decided to make a lasting impression. Klay, in a stroke of insanity, chose to punish the intruder by—wait for it—sexually assaulting him. Yes, you read that right. Klay turned the tables on his would-be attacker in a way that absolutely no one saw coming, especially not the poor schmuck in the mask. It's one of those stories where you think, “Well, this escalated quickly.” Because while the intruder might have been ready to swipe a few valuables or even get into a fistfight, we're pretty sure he wasn't expecting a one-man BDSM show. And the kicker? Klay didn't just stop at round one. Oh no, this wasn't a "wham, bam, thank you, ma'am" situation. Klay made sure the intruder got the full experience, over and over again, like some sort of twisted repeat offender in an adult-themed Groundhog Day. Now, you might think this is where the story ends—case closed, a lesson learned the hardest way possible. But we're not done yet. The intruder died due to the assualt and the justice system had to step in and do its thing. Klay was handed a lengthy prison sentence, but let's be real—his "defense tactic" left everyone questioning not just his judgment, but his sanity. In the end, this sordid tale is a grim reminder that breaking and entering can lead to some truly unexpected consequences. While most of us might resort to pepper spray or a baseball bat, Klay Holland chose to, um, handle things differently. And let's just say, it's the kind of story that leaves you speechless, with a mental image you won't soon forget—no matter how much brain bleach you try to pour over it.

Aleksey Tartarov: The Man, The Myth, The Jar In the annals of internet history, there are names that echo through time like legends, whispered in hushed tones and shared in dimly lit corners of the web. Among these names, few have reached the same level of infamy as Aleksey Tartarov, the man who bravely, if not painfully brought the world “One Guy, One Jar.” Now, if you're wondering what that is, let me stop you right there. Because what lies ahead is a tale of bravery, broken glass, and the kind of discomfort that makes you cross your legs and wince. But fear not, dear reader, because this is also a story of resilience, a modern-day epic that makes Odysseus' trials look like a cakewalk. It's said that Aleksey's journey began with a simple jar and an idea—an idea that can only be described as an ode to curiosity, albeit the morbid kind. In a world where people challenge themselves with hot peppers and tide pods, Aleksey decided to take it to a new level. With a jar in hand, he embarked on a mission to test the limits of human endurance.  He sat on the jar, inserting it into his anus - there I said.  The jar, now infamous in internet lore, did what jars do best—shattered. And with it, Aleksey's comfort shattered too, but not his dignity becauase here's where Aleksey's story takes a twist that makes it worth telling. While many might have crawled under a rock (after a trip to the ER, of course), Aleksey embraced his newfound fame—Emboldened, Aleksey would go on to brave an entirely new frontier. This time, with a screwdriver and a much smaller orifice. . .  The internet, in its infinite wisdom, turned Aleksey into a cautionary tale, a meme, and perhaps even a cultural icon for a generation that values daring, no matter how misguided. However, Aleksey's story may have come to an abrupt end. As of the writing of this blog, his whereabouts are unconfirmed. Some have speculated that Aleksey died on the battlefields of Ukraine. There has been no credible information or official reports confirming Aleksey Tartarov's involvement in or death during the Ukraine war. Official reporting from Russia is hard to verify. Not to end on a sour note, but if dear Aleksey is no longer with us, throw one back in his honor.   

Ian Watkins, the former frontman of the Welsh rock band Lostprophets, was once celebrated for his musical talent and success. However, his life and career took a disturbing turn with criminal charges that shocked fans and the world. In this episode of Lesser Known People, we delve into the complex story of Ian Watkins, mixing our usual humor with the seriousness this subject demands. Ian Watkins was born in 1977 in Merthyr Tydfil, Wales. He co-founded Lostprophets in 1997, and the band quickly gained a dedicated following. Their debut album, Thefakesoundofprogress, showcased Watkins' vocal prowess and lyrical talent, propelling the band into the limelight. As the band's success grew, Watkins' personal life began to unravel. He struggled with substance abuse, and his behavior became increasingly erratic. Despite the challenges, Lostprophets continued to release successful albums and tour internationally. In December 2012, the music world was shaken by the arrest of Ian Watkins on multiple charges, including child sex offenses. The news sent shockwaves through the band's fanbase and the broader music community, leading to the immediate disbandment of Lostprophets. The story of Ian Watkins serves as a grim reminder of the darker side of fame and the importance of justice for victims. We hope our episode sheds light on this complex issue while providing insight into how such events can deeply affect both fans and the industry.

Our story begins in 1985 in a quaint Serbian village, where Đorđe, a farmer, was out in his field tending to the soil. According to Đorđe, he was minding his own business when a group of ethnically Albanian men attacked him and, in an act of inexplicable cruelty, forced a beer bottle in his anus. His story made headlines, and Đorđe found himself at the center of a political maelstrom. In a twist that no one saw coming, his case became a symbol of come Cold War Politicians who led the way to ethnic tensions and ethnic cleansing.  He became a folk hero of sorts. In local taverns, over glasses of rakija, people would toast to the man who brought a beer bottle to a political knife fight. His name became synonymous with resilience, absurdity, and cultural identity.  But unfortunately, unfortune just so happened to rear its unfortunate head and the truth of Đorđe's story started to come out. Were there really two shadowy men with a penchant for penetration? Or was Đorđe too embarrassed to admit that he was a dirty little birdy? 

The Legend of Josef Mencik: The Man Who Defied Nazis with a Spear Once upon a time, in a quaint village nestled in Czechoslovakia, there lived a man named Josef Mencik. Now, Josef wasn't just any ordinary man. He was a knight. Not the metaphorical, "he's a knight in shining armor" type, but a bona fide, spear-wielding, armor-clad knight—straight out of the Middle Ages, just plopped into the 20th century. He had the whole ensemble: chainmail, a plumed helmet, and a trusty steed. If there was ever a time-traveling knight, Josef was it. So, let's set the scene. It's 1938. The Nazis are rolling into Czechoslovakia like they own the place, with their tanks, machine guns, and an attitude that said, "We're here to conquer, and we brought snacks." They were the epitome of modern military might, a steamroller flattening anything in its path. But in one tiny village, they encountered a speed bump named Josef Mencik. Josef, ever the chivalrous knight, decided that his village needed defending. He wasn't going to let some goose-stepping bullies march in without a fight. So, he donned his armor, mounted his horse, grabbed his spear, and prepared for battle. As the Nazi soldiers approached, they were met with the sight of Josef, resplendent in his medieval getup, standing defiantly in the middle of the road. The soldiers, expecting maybe some light resistance or a few angry villagers, instead found themselves face-to-face with what looked like a Monty Python sketch. The commander, trying to maintain some semblance of composure, shouted, "What do you think you're doing, old man?" Josef, with all the dignity of a knight errant, responded, "I am defending my village from invaders!" The soldiers burst into laughter. They laughed so hard, some of them had to sit down to catch their breath. Here was a man, in full knightly regalia, armed with a spear, ready to take on the Third Reich. It was the most ridiculous thing they'd seen all year—and remember, these were people who'd seen Hermann Göring's wardrobe. But Josef was not deterred. "Laugh if you must," he declared, "but I will not let you pass!" Now, let's be clear. This was not the climax of some Hollywood blockbuster where the hero miraculously triumphs against impossible odds. Josef did not single-handedly defeat the Nazi army with his spear. The Nazis, still chuckling, gently disarmed him and led him away, probably pondering the sheer absurdity of it all. They took over the village, as they had many others, but Josef's spirit remained unbroken. In a time of great fear and oppression, Josef Mencik's stand was a beacon of courage, a reminder that sometimes, defiance doesn't need to be realistic—it just needs to be memorable. His act of bravery (or insanity, depending on how you look at it) was immortalized in the annals of history, a quirky footnote in the grim pages of World War II. So here's to Josef Mencik, the knight who took on the Nazis with a spear and a sense of humor. His story is a testament to the power of the human spirit—and to the fact that, sometimes, laughter is the best weapon of all.

Let's face it—sometimes the usual fare just doesn't cut it. The world of adult entertainment is nothing if not inventive, and some scenarios push the boundaries of creativity to hilarious new heights. From the utterly absurd to the strangely specific, these scenarios prove that when it comes to fantasy, anything goes. Ready to have a laugh and maybe scratch your head a bit? Let's jump in!

In the annals of royal history, you'll find tales of grand conquests, epic battles, and, occasionally, an intrepid princess on a mission to uncover the mysteries of the female orgasm. Enter Marie Bonaparte, the great-grandniece of Napoleon Bonaparte and a woman with a singular, steamy quest: to unlock the secrets of female pleasure. Grab your fans, folks—this journey is about to get hot and heavy.  

 Death, the great equalizer, can sometimes arrive in the most unexpected and downright bizarre ways. There are occasions where the circumstances are so outlandish that they warrant a raised eyebrow, a shake of the head, and even a dark chuckle. Here, we delve into some of the most unusual deaths that have ever been reported. Buckle up, chumps. The Atomic Wedgie of Doom First on our list is the strange and tragic case of Brad Davis, an Oklahoma man who found himself at the intersection of sibling rivalry and homicidal rage. Brad was sentenced to 30 years in prison for killing his stepfather, Denver St. Clair, with an "atomic wedgie." Yes, you read that correctly. An atomic wedgie is a prank where the waistband of a person's underwear is pulled over their head. On that fateful day, Davis and St. Clair got into a heated argument, and in a fit of rage, Davis administered the ultimate wedgie. Tragically, the waistband cut off St. Clair's air supply, leading to his death. It's a grim reminder that pranks, no matter how juvenile or hilarious they might seem, can sometimes go disastrously wrong. The Elephant's Vengeful Return Next, we turn to a tale that seems ripped straight out of a darkly comedic horror movie. In a village in India, a woman met her untimely end at the hands (or rather, trunk) of an elephant. As if being trampled to death wasn't bizarre enough, the story takes an even stranger twist. At her funeral, the same elephant reportedly returned, stormed through the ceremony, and attacked her corpse. It's as if the elephant had a vendetta, wanting to make absolutely sure she was dead. It's hard to know whether to laugh or shudder at the surreal nature of this event. While elephants are known for their memory, this one might have taken the concept of holding a grudge to a whole new level. The Tale of Margaret Wise Brown Margaret Wise Brown, beloved author of the classic children's book "Goodnight Moon," met an end that was as unexpected as it was peculiar. While in France, Brown was hospitalized for appendicitis. After surgery, feeling quite chipper and eager to prove her recovery, she playfully kicked her leg in the air. This seemingly harmless act dislodged a blood clot, leading to her sudden death. The juxtaposition of such a joyful gesture resulting in tragedy is a poignant reminder of life's fragility. One minute you're celebrating the small victories, and the next, the rug can be pulled out from under you in the most unpredictable way. The Dublin Whiskey Fire: Cheers to the End Lastly, let's visit the Dublin Whiskey Fire of 1875, where death by alcohol poisoning took on a whole new meaning. When a fire broke out in a whiskey warehouse, thousands of barrels burst open, flooding the streets with whiskey. Instead of running away from the inferno, many Dubliners ran towards it, armed with anything that could hold the precious liquid. In the chaos that ensued, 13 people died—not from the fire or smoke inhalation, but from alcohol poisoning. It's a tragic tale with an almost slapstick twist, illustrating that sometimes, in their quest for a good time, people can go to extraordinary lengths with deadly consequences.

Got a problem with the man? Bulldoze 'em. Kicked out of church? Bulldoze 'em. FB blocked you? Bulldoze 'em. Shut down your Furry convention? Bulldoze 'em. Bulldozer broke down? Bulldoze that bulldozer and bulldoze some more.  

Beauty queen turns to kidnapping the love of her life and holding him hostage. This is the story of Joyce McKinney and Kirk Anderson - The Manacled Mormon. 

The Fulton surface-to-air recovery system, or as I like to call it, the "Skyhook Surprise," is a nifty little trick the CIA and US Military use when they need to pick someone up without bothering to land. It involves using a harness and a self-inflating balloon with an attached lift line. A B-17 swoops in with a V-shaped yoke and snatches you up like a claw machine. Then the flyboys reel you into the cargo bay. It's the world's most intense Uber ride.

Lobster Boy (real person) murders in cold blood (really happened). He used a shotgun despite his deformities (true) and was also suspected of being on the grassy knoll the day JFK was murdered (not true). 

Notorious OG pro-gamer, Billy Mitchell travels the country and makes Pac-Man and Donkey Kong arcade machines his bitch. Keep up, chump and enter the fierce, highly-contested world of competitive arcade video game playing.

Do you go to the bathroom in some kind of weird, observable way? Well, knock that shit off.

Five straight guys present their manliest choices for their personal man crush. Michael Fassbender, Tucker Carlson, and Elliot Page make the cut.

A group of thieves band together to carry out what would become one of the most famous bank heists in the history of Argentina. This is a true story and a hilarious episode. 

The title is literally the description. A medical professional inserts a drug designed to produce abortions into his sleeping girlfriend's vagina. Also, he's married to someone else. Scandalous

Notable happenings in the 1904 Olympics: poisoning by strychnine, peach theft, and blatant cheating. Come learn about the first marathon in the modern Olympics.

Want to fight off a zombie hoard with office supplies? What is the best weapon to survive nuclear holocaust? How many bananas do you have to eat to irradiate yourself? Listen here to find the answers to none of those questions.  

KY-Jelly and J-Money get too high and bother Conman with a story about a drunk guy that calls in an Amber Alert.

The boys talk about burial practices in this exclusively post-mortem episode. Do you have plans for your body after you die? Can I have it? Your dead body, I mean.

Did you know that when James Joyce wasn't wrirting Dubliners and Ulysses he was huffing his wife's farts?