I summoned him!
Now, let’s see if it works for Glen and Bessie Hyde…
Why thank you, Eve! No really, I had nothing better to do with the next 15 hours of my life as I go through every link on that site!
There was also a “confession” from a prisoner serving a life sentence at a federal prison in Missouri, and a few others I can’t recall the details of.
I think more people killed Jimmy Hoffa than JFK.
Impossible. I can prove JFK acted alone.
JFK was the second spitter.
Sorry about the brainfart above. But why haven’t I ever heard of this story before? I lived for this kinda ting in my formative years and have never stopped craving it.
Why why why?
Carry on with your conspiracy theories.
Absolutely. I plan on confessing to the Zodiac killings on my deathbed.
Well, at least it seems easy enough to prove or disprove. I mean, how many corpses could possibly be secretly buried under the boardwalk at Coney Island?
I take it you’re not from the area?
Sorry, forgot to include the " 
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Eh…I’m still waiting for Big Pussy Bompensiero to surface.
Under the boardwalk, we’ll be havin’ some fun… Boardwalk!
Correct me if I am wrong, but under a boardwalk…isn’t that usually sand and ocean tides? Haven’t there been a few hurricanes and stuff since then? If the body, or bodies, haven’t been washed out to sea, just how far did they dig those graves?
Hm. I’m thinking the crabs got a free raw bar for a few days and the rest blended in with the natural débris of the region.
If there are feral dogs, things can go more quickly.
According to the cops, they found four or five skeletons under the B’walk right there while they were building the aquarium in the 1950s, and they are now testing them (I don’t know how!) to see if one might be the Judge.
Yesterday’s New York Daily News tried to tie the Crater case into the 1941 Kid Twist death…Abe Reles was a Murder Inc. gunman who turned stoolie, and was pushed (OK, “fell”) out the 6th floor window of a Coney Island hotel just before he was to testify at the trials of Albert Anastasia and Louis Buchalter.
The tabs dubbed him “The Canary Who Couldn’t Fly.”
Hee hee.
Actually, defenestration brings up a whole new field for speculation: push *any/I] magistrate, no matter his stature, out a high-enough window and I should think you’d end up with a pretty fair “Judge Crater.”
By your leave, I’d like to send this thread off on a little tangent. What would you like to confess on your deathbed? I think I’ll leave a note taking responsibility for:
–Prompting OPEC Oil Embargo (1973);
–Sinking the Edmund Fitzgerald (1975);
–Putting Hole in Ozone Layer (1985);
–Causing German Reunification (1990);
–Releasing Album “Oh Yeah” by KC & The Sunshine Band (1993);
–Creating El Nino (1997-8);
–Mauling Roy Horn onstage in Vegas (2003).
What about you guys?
Well I’ve already got dibs on the Zodiac killings, but if we’re competing now, I’m also the real culprit behind the Green River killings. And I assassinated Lin Biao and Olaf Palme. And shot Mr Burns.
Well, if you must know – who let the dogs out?
That was me.
I was the gunman on the grassy knoll. Well, the guntoddler, actually.
Natalee Holloway is tied to my bed, as we speak.
I just fed her tuna fish. She is cold. I will cover her now, and she will sleep deeper than before. :eek: