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-🎙️ Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew… it’s a straight-up blast from the past…

But somehow… also part of BigSpook’s present AND future…

Don’t ask how.
Don’t ask why.
Just know the universe is doing too much again.

OH HELL 😭🔥

That’s right—our listener, our friend, and certified CrunchCrew family member Stacy stops by for another round…

Or should we say…

💀 Part II of Mumble Jumble 💀

And if you thought the first one was off the rails…

Baby, we brought the whole damn train this time.

We got:

😈 BigSpook steering the chaos
🤣 Pinkie ready to say the one thing he should NOT say
💃 Loca Lisa coming in with that cousin energy and zero filter
📞 Pan Blanco always one comment away from sending us completely off-topic

And hold up…

We might even get a little surprise appearance from Angela—BigSpook’s wife…

So everybody be cool… or at least pretend for like 3 minutes 😭😂
Welcome, Angela… if she doesn’t mind lol

⚠️ Listener Warning:
This episode contains adult humor, wild side conversations, random detours, and absolutely NO guarantee we stay on topic.

It’s Mumble Jumble, it’s CrunchCrew style…

And it’s about to get Effin’ ridiculous.

Let’s get into it. 🎧🔥

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Welcome to "The Effin’ Witching Hour" hosted & a part of The Effin'CrunchCrew, Season 1, Episode 1. We’re stepping into the ghostly echoes of Yorktown Memorial Hospital, deep in Texas. This isn’t just some haunted tale—it’s a place where the walls remember. We’re talking restless spirits, whispered warnings, and that feeling you’re never alone. So turn the lights down, because we’re heading into the heart of the haunting. Let’s get into Yorktown.

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-Today on The Effin’ CrunchCrew we dive into some dark and bizarre territory—starting with Miguel Cortez, the so-called “Jeffrey Dahmer of Mexico.” Are serial killers born with evil in their blood, or do life’s twists turn them into monsters? Pinkie jumps in with a jaw-dropping story about a woman selling human tamales (yeah, you read that right—WTF?!). No wonder Spook ain’t touching tamales anymore…

Meanwhile, we gotta ask—Is Pan Blanco out here secretly killing people without Spook? Not fair! 😂

We’ll also flip gears into the unexplained: UFOs and the 1976 case of student pilot Rafael Pacheco Pérez. Will Pinkie ever admit aliens are cool, or nah?

All that madness plus a whole LOTTA Effin’ Mumble Jumble—because you know we don’t hold back.

Warning: freedom of speech, questionable jokes, and love for all inside.

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- Just the guys being guys and jumpin around about ...????

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-Think your FYP is toxic? You haven't seen anything yet. Today, the Effin'CrunchCrew is diving into the pitch-black rabbit hole of the Wade Wilson case. We’re not just talking about the "Deadpool Killer" with the swastika tattoos—we’re talking about the absolute circus that followed his arrest.

How does a man who brutally took the lives of Kristine Melton and Diane Ruiz—and bragged about it—end up with a "fan club" sending him thousands of dollars and thirsty love letters?

• The Mugshot Effect: Why social media is obsessed with romanticizing "hot" felons and the "I can fix him" pathology.

It’s time for a reality check. We’re stripping away the filters and the TikTok edits to show you the monster underneath. If you think bone structure excuses brutality, you're in the right place to get your head on straight.

Stop making stupid people famous. Let’s get to the crunch.

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-Coming Up Next on The Effin' CrunchCrew!

Lock the doors and hide the kids, because the asylum is being run by the inmates today. Pan Blanco and BigSpook are holding down the fort while the gals are out and about—which means there’s nobody here to tell us "no" or "don’t say that."

On today’s episode:

• The "High Priced Budget" PR Disaster: We’re airing out the dirty laundry regarding our ex-Public Relations guy. He wasn't exactly "high-dollar worthy," but he was high-level headache. Blanco’s got a grudge, and we’re telling you why that bridge isn't just burnt—it’s nuked.
• Label Lessons: To all you hungry young bands, singers, and rappers out there—put the pen down. Before you sell your soul to a record label for a shiny chain and a debt you can’t pay back, listen to our business horror stories.
• Pure Chaos: It’s a heavy dose of Effin’ Mumble Jumble, unfiltered banter, and the kind of industry talk that usually stays behind closed doors.

It’s just the boys, the business, and a whole lot of bullshit. Pull up a chair and grab a drink—The Effin' CrunchCrew starts right now!

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UMMM... We TRY to Stay On Topic BUT YOU KNOW US & IF YOU DON'T
YOU BEST ASK SOMEBODY!!! LMAO