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On one occasion, the witness saw the Sasquatch standing next to a camper cover with its arm draped on the camper’s roof . . . drinkin a beer and smokin' a fag, reading the Sunday supplements, not a care in the world.
This one is where I lived for ages. On thousand acre tracts, too. Never heard anyone mention wood apes; ever. The sound that's described in the repot sounds exactly like a Fischer Cat. Elusive but not uncommon. Hell! I lived in those woods fo yeas and neve fopund anything close except one steaming pile of bea poo. (um, tell me that was bea poo.)
I was intrigued to note that one of the Minnesota "sightings" took place about 30 miles from downtown St. Paul, and on checking it out, discovered this gem: "I was bowhunting and just sitting in my stand looking around and it walked about 75 yards away. It was a long time ago and I did not know about Bigfoot at that time and told my partner I had seen a swish (gay) bear because of the way it swung it's arms and hands."
...or maybe it was just a gay Bigfoot, dude--you ever think of that? You got a problem with that? You wanna bet Mr. Gay Bigfoot couldn't stomp your skinny bowhunting ass?
Yay, there are bigfoots in my area! And I had no idea! I thought they were all up in the pacific northwest forming a secret army for Bill Gates or something, but no, turns out there are lots and lots of them right here in my own little corner of Appalachia.