The Casefile podcast did a five-part (plus bonus interviews) deep dive on this case about a year ago.

Is that a salad spinner box?! I don’t think your cat appreciates the passive aggressive fat shaming.

I like how the lawyer couldn’t be arsed to actually sign the letter and instead just used a vaguely cursive-like font.

Trump asking Putin if he wants a hand job. “You? Me? Handy?!”

Scottie Nell Hughes, of the “Mazel Tov Cocktail” Hughes’.

He just keeps shooting himself in the dick.

I too sometimes wish the boyfriend was more like Poutine.

If you get the chance, there is a documentary called “The Brainwashing of My Dad.” The filmmaker chronicles how her father went from a caring, reasonable man to an angry and vocal bigot when he immersed himself in conservative radio, tv and websites. The film is sad, but does offer some hope.

Shiplap in the Oval.

Trump heard there were three scoops of ice cream at the front.

Yup, this.

I would have thought Tiffany could have got her hands on an ARC instead of having to wait for her Amazon.com pre-order to arrive. Sisters!

Jesse Watters looks just like the skeevy bigot at my last apartment building who would leave the door to his apartment open so he could see the female tenants comings and goings. Guy was constantly spreading stories and trying to get in everyone’s business.

Same. But they also didn’t change the hash tag to #TheRachelorette to match.

“This is a room that no one’s probably walked into for 10-plus years,” she laughs lightly. “It’s a little time capsule.”