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B1 Butcher: Serial Killer Saturday

Posted: May 27, 2017 by ladyjustice84 in Crime, Serial Killer

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By LadyJustice

The B1 Butcher is such a creative and descriptive name and to know that he or she was never caught will send shivers up your spine once you know how that moniker came to fit so well. Between 2005 and 2007 in Nambia a butcher stalked his pray by the National B1 road and killed at least 5 women, hacking them apart with precision. I say at least because, as you can see from the picture, that is a huge stretch of road and, since they were in parts, it is almost impossible to say they found a piece of each of the victims. (more…)

 

By ThinkGoat

Citrus County, Florida  This is a short and sweet story coming out of Florida. I could have just gotten away with posting his mugshot that features his uncanny resemblance to Uncle Fester while sporting a tee-shirt that screams, “No shit”, but his alleged crime completes a trifecta. (more…)

By LadyJustice

So, since thinkgoat has returned (all hail our resident badass!) I thought I would dust off the writing chops with something I highly enjoy! I ran this little idea by our badass and we thought it would be great to do a special Serial Killer Saturday each week. But these killers are either going to still be operating or, like tonight’s hot number, not well publicized! I hope you enjoy! (more…)

By ThinkGoat

MAGNOLIA, Ark  I’ll try not to get too distracted by these mugshots but since I mentioned it, can’t you see the stupid just ooze from their faces? Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful for those who actually look like this…I can spot them within a mile and turn the fuck around and head the other way. The only bad thing is, stupid breeds and sometimes with devastating results.
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By ThinkGoat

ALBUQUERQUE, N.M.  It’s got to take a real shitbag to bring me out of retirement. This story has three. (more…)

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By ThinkGoat

Corpus Christi, Florida In March of this year, Kevin Davis decided he’d run away from home, so he jumped on his bicycle and peddled his happy ass out of town. Riding along the railroad tracks, he decided to ditch his bike and his backpack behind some brush, walk up to the first house he saw, knocked upon the door and asked the poor residents to call the police because he’d just killed somebody. The most I ever get at my front door are Jehovah’s Witnesses and the pissed off neighbors.

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By ThinkGoat

San Diego, California  Number 1: This particular baby has nothing to do with this story. Number 2: I really hate this pose, now that I’ve seen a few thousand variations of it in different degrees of awfulness. Number 3: This particular story does feature a premature baby and photographs…and a pediatric nurse who fostered that baby when no one else seemed to take interest.

Given the heartwarming introduction to this nurse, how is it this story made its way to being featured on CrimeCrawlers? Well, my friends, not every story here has to be filled with death, destruction, and debauchery. Some stories are chosen to make you feel good.
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