I well remember the night Ole Johnny and I met up at a local dive bar to go over our research. Well Ole Johnny started right in with a pitcher or beer and 5 shots of Jack Daniels. A few hours go by and I am just staggering while he seems no worse for the wear. As the evening drew to a close Ole Johnny leaned in real close and said "lets go hogging". Being very drunk I thought he said "lets go squaching".
Now I am always up for squaching so readily agreed. We leave,get in his truck and drive down the road. Next thing I know we are at a trailer home in the middle of nowhere. Ole Johnny cracks a grin and says "I hope you brought protection because she is a double bagger. Suddenly the door to the trailer flies open. From inside a woman's voice telling us to come on in.
We walk in and are greeted with a sight so horrifying it gives me chills to recount it. Amidst to filthy and empty PBR cans I see an obese,greasy,smelly naked woman spread eagle on what was once a sofa. Putting out her cigarette she looks up at me and says "hi there honey pie my name is chick chick...you ready to take a ride?". She then laughed with a cackle so evil and vile it caused me to flee in terror into the night.
In my panic I ran head on into a tree and knocked myself out. I awoke hours later outside the trailer. Ole Johnny and his truck were long gone. As were my pants. The stench that wafted up from my groin made me vomit..as did seeing the blood stains down there. Then I heard that cackle again followed by "kids git out here your new daddy is awake". I took off running down the road and never looked back.
Editor's Note: This is a guest post by Suzie M., a sasquatch enthusiast. Crypto-linguists believe that the species known Bigfoot/Sasquatch/Yeti/Yowie ect speak and understand a complex language, which by all accounts seems to stem from Asia. When one listens to it there is definitely a sense of it being Chinese or Japanese. It is a very odd mix of sounds, clicks and what could be actual words. This is the reason some experts are looking into the Asian dialect theory, some have said it could be a lost dialect, which was carried from Asia by the Bigfoot species that colonised America.
Rumors abound on whether or not Finding Bigfoot will continue, but hopeful news is on the horizon. Snake Oil Productions, the production company responsible for Finding Bigfoot, is seeking a permit for filming in the Monterey, Virginia area. Monterey lies between the Monongahela and George Washington National Forests. Definitely a good place to look for bigfoot. We can only speculate if this means Finding Bigfoot has been signed on for additional seasons, or if perhaps a new bigfoot show is in the works. We'll keep you updated on any further announcements for sure.
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
RIP John Veils
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John Geils
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Hard drinking man as well.
DeleteI well remember the night Ole Johnny and I met up at a local dive bar to go over our research. Well Ole Johnny started right in with a pitcher or beer and 5 shots of Jack Daniels. A few hours go by and I am just staggering while he seems no worse for the wear. As the evening drew to a close Ole Johnny leaned in real close and said "lets go hogging". Being very drunk I thought he said "lets go squaching".
Now I am always up for squaching so readily agreed. We leave,get in his truck and drive down the road. Next thing I know we are at a trailer home in the middle of nowhere. Ole Johnny cracks a grin and says "I hope you brought protection because she is a double bagger. Suddenly the door to the trailer flies open. From inside a woman's voice telling us to come on in.
We walk in and are greeted with a sight so horrifying it gives me chills to recount it. Amidst to filthy and empty PBR cans I see an obese,greasy,smelly naked woman spread eagle on what was once a sofa. Putting out her cigarette she looks up at me and says "hi there honey pie my name is chick chick...you ready to take a ride?". She then laughed with a cackle so evil and vile it caused me to flee in terror into the night.
In my panic I ran head on into a tree and knocked myself out. I awoke hours later outside the trailer. Ole Johnny and his truck were long gone. As were my pants. The stench that wafted up from my groin made me vomit..as did seeing the blood stains down there. Then I heard that cackle again followed by "kids git out here your new daddy is awake". I took off running down the road and never looked back.
Goodspeed Ole Johnny.
There's a bigfoot lake hunting season in Ohio?
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