This story was circulating the internet way back in 2004, or maybe as far back as 1999. Back when everybody was on 56k dial-up modems and a "Facebook" was just a regular book with directory listing of names and headshots. This story was so disturbing and so shocking that nobody believed it at the time. It was the Robert Lindsay " Bear Hunter: Two Bigfoots Shot and DNA Samples Taken " story of the time. And like Robert's Bear Hunter story , this witness didn't have a name. The only thing known about the witness is that this person was a government employee, anonymous of course. The author of the story was a science teacher named Thom Powell who believe it really happened and that the whole story was an elaborate cover-up. Powell said the anonymous government employee alerted the BFRO about a 7.5 feet long/tall burn victim with "multiple burns on hands, feet, legs and body; some 2nd and 3rd degree burns". Sadly, there was no DNA samples taken from...
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DeleteThe top video is Sasquatch Ontario's retard squatch with the fish eyes
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DeleteFirst off I want to say I don’t write good and for that I am sorry. I just figured I might tell this story so people can know about it with all the others. Looks like this is the best place to say it.
ReplyDeleteMy Daddy was a quiet man, not much for talking. He spent most of his time working his job as a trash man and then in our yard on the weekends. He took me hunting and fishing and everything else a daddy normally does, but he was just a quiet man that never said much.
He was always this way except for one summer. This was the summer most locals had some type of encounter or sighting of a Bigfoot, including my Daddy.
We lived in a rural part of Arkansas, Wilmot to be exact, not much to do but hunt and fish. It wasn’t a bad place, even though I left awhile back. It was filled with good people- except for a few and that is what got Daddy talking.
I will explain more later but it was my Daddy who stood up to the people who wanted to go harm these creatures.
A lot of folk heard I’m sure heard a story about Boggy Creek, or the Faulk monster, this story aint nothing like that one.
It started in May of one summer. More and more locals started talking about seeing something big and hairy in the woods. Pretty soon word spread and people were saying it was a Bigfoot. Some people said it looked like a big man but was near 9 feet tall, and covered in fur. It did not start this way, at first people were laughing because most of the stories were coming from people who loved the bottle if you know what I mean. Things changed when, our minister the sheriff and a few other upstanding people seen the same thing. That is when people really started to believe.
One day this one farmer, “Big Jake” a big man, most people didn’t care for because of his drinking and nasty way of treating his wife, came in the local luncheonette, now it ‘s called something like the Country Cupboard, angrier than ever. He said something killed his chickens and destroyed his chicken coup. Most people laughed or did not care because they did not like him, but he wouldn’t stop. A few days later he started up with stories of Boggy creek. This changed the talk from curiosity to people becoming scared. Most of the women were scared for their kids, and most men took to carrying a sidearm and always having a shot gun close by. Groups started hunting for it on weekends, and they found tracks, and fur and figured it had a den in this one area. Just want to say that we dealt with the occasional panther so this type of hunting and tracking was something people were used to. By August there weren’t no question, it was going to be found and killed. This is what riled up my daddy.
He pulled me aside and told me he saw the creature and three others. He said they was like a family. He was fishing and dozed off, when he woke up he saw all four across the creek, with the smaller three hiding behind the big one. He said if they wanted to do him harm they coulda, but just look at him and left. He said these creatures didn’t mean no harm and should be left alone. Daddy always thought Big Jake wrecked his own chicken coup in a drunken rage and never believed a thing he said.
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DeleteBrilliant post buddy, really good read. You should post more often and don't know worry about your writing it was perfectly fine and you even managed to incorporate some of your regional tongue and character which was pretty cool.
Respect bro.
Joe.
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DeleteThe best place for your story is beside a campfire where some gullible children might actually believe your horse shit..
DeleteYou got it 6:07. This proves that Joe is naïve.
DeleteWell by mid-August Big Jake said he knew the area where the things were hiding and he was gonna “burn them bastards, cuz shooting was too kind”. He got most folk behind him despite my daddy trying to talk sense into em. Finally one Friday, after a chicken fried steak and half a bottle of Jack Daniel’s Big Jake said the next day was it. The next morning 3 or four trucks full of gas cans and rifles lined up ready to go and burn out whatever they was.
ReplyDeleteFinally, my daddy got up and told his story. Everyone including Big Jake listened to him and most, including Big Jake said he may be right, but it was too risky. They got in their trucks drove to the dry part of the swamp and set a big fire circling the area where they thought it was. After a few hors when it was a night we heard a loud and what sounded like painful howl. It could have been a cougar, we could not tell but all I know is nobody saw the things again and my daddy went back to being quiet and keeping to himself.
Nobody talked about it that much after that. Don’t know if they felt bad or just didn’t care, about the most you got after was a few people saying they kept it from hurtin any kids.
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DeleteAnon 2:55...
DeleteToo much half-wits like you more like. I suggest you start with children's books and work your way up. It helps with your concentration span to gradually work at slow steps.
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Ignore that guy's post, I really enjoyed reading it and very informative. Post more often bro!
Peace.
My family is from Arkansas and this all sounds credible, I myself saw a white one in the late 70's at least nine feet tall, though I didn't tell anyone because I had no idea that there could be a white one, I thought everyone would think I was crazy and didn't tell anyone, except a friend there, sure didn't go over to that area again though!
DeleteI'm from that area, and this sounds like the total dung pile that it is?
DeleteIs that the Ontario Sasquatch guy's tardsquatch in the first video?
ReplyDeleteAt last, this video is proof that you should never give a Sasquatch, contacts. They will lose them in the worst of places, and spend the entire afternoon looking for them.
ReplyDeleteThat has to be the worst video that I've ever seen. What the hell is he doing, looking for his car keys? Remember when hoaxers gave a damn and took some pride in their work?
ReplyDeleteSad isn't it. Most of these hoaxers aren't even making a half-ass effort to make their BS look real. What happened to the good ole days when you had premium BS hoaxes like the Patterson film?
DeleteSo premium they don't fit human proportions, and living and shitting creatures
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ReplyDeleteGood story, annon 2:15... I have a feeling there is more to the story... what year was this ?
ReplyDeleteWhat year? You're actually asking what year a made up story took place?
DeleteThat has to be the 'Plan 9 from outer space' of sasquatch videos--I could almost see the wires.
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