Brews With Boos

Don’t Eat the Tomatoes: Dorothea Puente, Backyard Burials, and Serial Killers with Gardens

Krissy cracks open a beer and immediately spirals from “my neighbor has a lovely garden” to “what if there’s a body under the zucchini?” which somehow leads us straight into one of the most horrifying grandmas in true crime history. This week’s Fuckery Report digs into backyard burials, crawl spaces, suspicious concrete work, and America’s deeply concerning ability to trust anyone holding a shovel. 🌱💀 Then in the Long Pour, we head to Sacramento for the story of Dorothea Puente, the cardigan-wearing grandmother who allegedly drugged tenants, cashed their Social Security checks, buried bodies beneath her roses, and still somehow convinced everyone she was just a sweet little old lady making casseroles. We’re talking emotional support mashed potatoes, missing tenants, suspicious gardens, system failures, and the fact that humanity will apparently ignore ANYTHING if the potato salad slaps hard enough. Grab a drink, stay haunted, and maybe don’t trust the mulch. 🍓 #TrueCrimePodcast #DorotheaPuente #SerialKillers #TrueCrimeCommunity #BackyardBurials #MurderHouse #DarkHistory #BrewsWithBoos #SerialKillerStories #TrueCrimeAddict #CreepyHistory #HauntedAmerica #CrimePodcast #GardenOfDeath #WomenWhoKill

The Dark History of Being Chosen: Cabbage Patch Kids, Orphan Trains, and the System Behind It

Krissy cracks open a beer and accidentally connects two things that absolutely should not be connected… and now you’re stuck here with the information too. Sorry in advance. This week on Brews with Boos, we start with the chaotic, pink, dimpled insanity of Cabbage Patch Kids—the lawsuits, the fake hospital, the adoption paperwork, and the full-blown riots where grown adults were out here throwing hands over dolls named things like Bartholomew Chunkington. Like… I’m sorry—what the actual fuck were we doing in 1983?? Totally normal. Totally fine. No red flags. None at all. …until you look a little closer. Because underneath the nostalgia is something way darker—and it starts to look eerily similar to a very real piece of American history: The Orphan Trains. From 1854 to 1929, over 250,000 children were sent across the country, lined up on train platforms, and chosen by strangers. Names assigned. Traits requested. Identities erased. And suddenly that “adoption” language doesn’t feel so cute anymore. We’re breaking down: * The real (and messy as hell) origin of Cabbage Patch Kids * The psychological fuckery behind the 1983 toy riots * How scarcity, guilt, and “good parenting” were straight-up weaponized * The full history of the Orphan Trains and child placement systems * And the uncomfortable truth sitting underneath all of it: 👉 What if this wasn’t random? 👉 What if it was a system? Some of this is documented history. Some of it lives in the “allegedly” corner of the internet. All of it is going to make you side-eye everything just a little bit harder. Grab your emotional support beverage. You’re gonna fucking need it. 🍺👻🖤

Cornflakes Were Invented to Stop You From WHAT?! | Dark history of breakfast and Kelloggs

Krissy cracks open a beer and absolutely ruins breakfast for you forever. 🥣🍺 What starts as a harmless bowl of cereal spirals into religious anti-pleasure crusades, unhinged wellness experiments (yes… we’re talking yogurt enemas), sibling betrayal, and a billion-dollar empire built on controlling your body, your habits, and your cravings. From Sylvester Graham (aka the man who said flavor = sin) to John Harvey Kellogg (a full-blown colon-obsessed menace in a white suit), this episode dives into the dark, weird, and deeply messed up history of the food you ate this morning without questioning it once. And somehow… it all ends in lawsuits, propaganda, and you being personally victimized by cereal marketing. You didn’t choose breakfast. Breakfast chose you. And it’s been playing the long game. #BrewsWithBoos #DarkHistory #CerealConspiracy #Kelloggs #WTFHistory #SpookyPodcast #HistoryButMakeItUnhinged #TrueWeird #PodcastLife

Why Is Chicago So Haunted With Its Bullshit? (Resurrection Mary & Devil Baby)

Krissy cracks open a beer 🍺 and immediately has a crisis because why is Chicago both home and deeply haunted with its bullshit at the same time?? This week, we’re diving into two of the city’s most unhinged legends: 👻 The Fuckery Report: The Devil Baby of Hull House 1913. A rumor spreads about a demon infant—horns, hooves, swearing from birth—and Chicago responds by forming a full-blown line to see it. Yes. Adults. With jobs. All asking Jane Addams if they can peek at Satan’s baby. But beneath the chaos? There’s a reason people needed this story to be real. 🍺 The Long Pour: Resurrection Mary A girl in white gets in your car on Archer Avenue… She’s quiet. She’s cold. She asks to be dropped at Resurrection Cemetery… …and then she’s just gone. No door. No goodbye. Just trauma. And it’s not one story—it’s decades of people reporting the same thing. Vanishing passengers. A man who danced with her, then learned she’d been dead for years. Even a police report involving bent cemetery gates. Because Chicago doesn’t do subtle hauntings. It commits. 🍻 Grab a drink, ghosties. And maybe don’t pick up hitchhikers.

My Favorite CIA Project: The Gateway Process and Project Stargate

Krissy cracks open a beer 🍺 and immediately regrets the direction her life has taken… because at some point—somewhere along the line—she developed a favorite CIA project and now we’re all stuck here unpacking that together. This week we spiral into The Gateway Process and Project Stargate — a very real, very documented government program where they tried to figure out if your consciousness could leave your body… and then used that information to hire psychics to spy on people. No, seriously. We’re talking: 🌀 the CIA casually saying reality might be fake 🧠 your brain being a literal modem (rude) 📄 a missing page in a classified document (of COURSE there is) 👁️ remote viewers who were a little too accurate 🛸 and a man who was allegedly sent to ancient Mars with his mind So basically what I’m saying is: you’re not your body… you’re just consciousness… wearing a meat suit… logged into reality… and I need you to be as uncomfortable about that as I am. Anyway. Pour a drink. We’re not going to emotionally recover from this one. Cheers, ghosties 👻🍻