I'm sitting out on the back porch writing this, and it's one of those summer nights where even after it gets late it's still warm out. There's also a nice breeze. It's delightful. One of those nights where the air actively feels good on your skin. Perfect. I've said before, summer nights might be my favorite combination of season/time of day there is. Unfortunately, it's offset by how awful the rest of the day is. Is there anything more depressing than stepping outside to go to work at 8am and it's already oppressively hot? You feel even more like you're about to clock in for your shift in Hell than you already did. It's going to be 102 damn degrees tomorrow. Ain't nobody got time for that! Remember when everybody used to say that all the time? Man, early 2010s nostalgia is going to be so bizarre when it arrives. On the other hand, the people of the hipster subculture of that era deserve no other fate than to watch other people imitate them ironically. If we're still alive by then we may get some sinister yucks out of it. But I digress.
This week we lead off with a listener email live reveal, some bonus guy content featuring an in memoriam to one of the most ridiculous sleazeballs of this era, plus we bellyache about the Canadian wildfire smoke invading our air. Then, it's 3 more tales of Guys, featuring two con artist brothers whose grandest scheme got way out of hand, a British failson who made it his life's mission to prank high society at every possible turn, and the very kind person who became a legendary carny act.
Santos & Cayetano Hernandez- 22:42
Horace de Vere Cole- 52:15
Julia Pastrana- 1:29:30
