Latest Bigfoot "evidence"

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POLK SALAD ANNIE:

If some of ya'll never been down south too much
I'm gonna tell you a little bit about this
So that you'll understand what I'm talkin' about
Down there we have a plant that grows out in the woods
And in the fields looks somethin' like a turnip green
And everybody calls it polk salad, polk salad
Used to know a girl lived down there
And she'd go out in the evenings and pick her a mess of it
Carry it home and cook it for supper
'Cause thats about all they had to eat, but they did all right

Down in Louisiana, where the alligators grow so mean
There lived a girl, that I swear to the world
Made the alligators look tame
Polk salad Annie, polk salad Annie
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(A mean vicious woman)

Everyday ?for supper time, she'd go down by the truck patch
And pick her a mess of polk salad, and carry it home in a tow sack
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody says it was a shame
Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(A wretched, spiteful, straight-razor totin' woman
Lord have Mercy, pick a mess of it)

Her daddy was lazy and no count, claimed he had a bad back
All her brothers were fit for was stealin' watermelons
Out of my truck patch
Polk salad Annie, the gators got your granny
Everybody said it was a shame
Cause her momma was a workin' on the chain gang
(Sock a little polk salad to me, you know I need me a mess of it)


Songwriters: White, Tony Joe
 
ChrisBFRPKY said:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LG35W6odgow

Here's the link to the video that contains the game cam pic. Watch it and then tell everyone here how foolish you were to say I had made it up. :jaw-dropp
Chris B.
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seriously, i was feeling sorry for you for awhile, maybe i still am, but using that biased garbage as evidence is just embarrassing. It's tv folks making all southerners into some sort of grotesque garbage character. I wish trash like that wasn't around. it just reinforces stereotypes.
 
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Here is a book about to be released showing how a real expedition actually works.
http://www.amazon.com/Bushmaster-Raymond-Ditmars-Worlds-Largest/dp/1628725117



You don't drive to the end of the road, hop on a two track with your Saturn 2, negotiate puddles with the Saturn, until you get to the clearing with all the Bonfire pits, and then start looking for the animal you are attempting to find.

Bushmaster tells the story of this remarkable man and what became an obsession with the mysterious bushmaster of the South American rainforest. Measuring up to thirteen feet in length, this is the world’s largest viper, and its scientific name, Lachesis muta, translates as “silent fate.” Despite numerous expeditions to jungles from Honduras to Brazil, Ditmars could never capture a bushmaster for himself.

Now, British author Dan Eatherley follows in Ditmars’s footsteps, revisiting his early haunts in the United States and South America. He attempts to do what Ditmars himself failed to achieve: to find a bushmaster in the wild. But eighty years later, will Dan have any more luck? Through the author’s own quest, Bushmaster reveals the life of a pioneer herpetologist, wildlife filmmaker, and zoo curator.
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Drew said:
Here is a book about to be released showing how a real expedition actually works.
http://www.amazon.com/Bushmaster-Ray.../dp/1628725117

You don't drive to the end of the road, hop on a two track with your Saturn 2, negotiate puddles with the Saturn, until you get to the clearing with all the Bonfire pits, and then start looking for the animal you are attempting to find.
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Bushmasters... Wonderfull reptiles. Worked for a while at their habitats here in Brazil. Never saw a big one in the wild. Heard just tales about them; they became very rare due to environmental degradation and because most people who live there hate snakes - if they see one, they kill it. Its easier to spot a jaguar than a pico-de-jaca (that's how we call them), at least the big ones.

Nowadays even within the Amazon jungle, what looks like pristine untouched rainforest has been explored by humans for throusands of years and in the last 30 years the pace increased dramatically. Illegal wildcat miners, illegal loggers, cattle farming, you name it. Apex predators, specialized critters go down the drain quickly. Many areas located hundreds of kilometers from cities, without access roads, accessible only by small planes or boats have been severly impacted, but at first sight they look as fresh as they were before men arrived to the Americas.

Truth is to reach the places where the big ones still live, you probably must go to a big environmental reserve. Not any big reserve, it must be one where law enforcement actually works - unfortunately this is but an utopia.

What's the point of the above?
Simple. I was talking about places that are truly distant, wild, rough, places where the standard bold & brave bigfoot hunters would melt after about one hour or so. Compare this with North America, especially the areas where bigfoots are living, according to our resident footers and where BFRO makes their expeditions.

There's no way such large animals would not have been negatively impacted by human presence, there's no way they would not be found, there's no way stuffed bigfoots would not be at museums. No. Way. Denialism is to not acknowledge this fact.
 
William Parcher said:
Those are high dollar "camera traps" (possibly custom made) and are nothing like what hunters and Bigfooters buy. The flash is not close to the lens - it produces professional quality images. Amazing stuff!
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If you are out camping in the deep woods and are worried about being attacked by Bigfoot, just wear a camera around your neck. An attacking Bigfoot will recoil at the sight, much like wearing a cross wards off vampires.
 
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This must be why those folks on (not) Finding Bigfoot are such dismal failures; those darn cameras on stcks!
 
Vortigern99 said:
. He knows it's a game and he seems to enjoy playing it, even when he's losing.
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That's because most people don't understand what "winning" is in this game.

Getting people to respond to nonsense is a win. Most of us do this at least once in our lives where we give a silly answer to someone, and they respond as if we were serious. So we give an even sillier answer to that next response, and keep going until they discover we are just having fun with them.

But the difference is we acknowledge at the end we were having fun, we apologize, and both parties laugh about it. The game lasts a matter of seconds. We also have long enough histories with people that little jokes like this amongst each other are not taken badly because there is a tremendous amount of trust and respect.

The longer you play the game, the harder it is to acknowledge what you've been up to, despite the fact that longer play reduces your credibility to zero.

It is such a fascinating thing to see.
 
If Bigfoot exists then centuries of logging have seemed to help the species. Clear-cutting and secondary forest have allowed Bigfoot to expand its range and increase its numbers. A preservation plan for Bigfoot would need to include logging American forests as has been done already for a long time. Various academic theses could be developed on how forest cutting has helped the species. Forestry scientists may already be working covertly to show how this is a fact and that the cessation of logging may bring the extinction of Bigfoot.
 
Bigfoot doesn't want to be bothered but Bigfoot believers are the ones who are doing just that. Bigfoot roars and throws rocks but these people just don't get the message. We already have some laws about harassing wild animals and just because there aren't any such laws for Bigfoot doesn't mean that believers should act like oblivious buttheads and chase it around the woods. It's time that this behavior be stopped. Bigfooters should encourage other Bigfooters to stay out of areas that are inhabited by Bigfoot. This is just common sense and shows a respect for nature.
 
William Parcher said:
Bigfoot doesn't want to be bothered but Bigfoot believers are the ones who are doing just that. Bigfoot roars and throws rocks but these people just don't get the message. We already have some laws about harassing wild animals and just because there aren't any such laws for Bigfoot doesn't mean that believers should act like oblivious buttheads and chase it around the woods. It's time that this behavior be stopped. Bigfooters should encourage other Bigfooters to stay out of areas that are inhabited by Bigfoot. This is just common sense and shows a respect for nature.
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Maybe some sort of game could be invented in which people just pretend to be bigfoot researchers.

What to call it though . .
 
Hehe...apparently someone at BFF fell for a April Fools joke found here:

They started a thread thinking it was real (here) The funny thing, after find out the page was a joke, instead of laughing at oneself for being fooled, they all go....well you can read it.
 
Macgyver1968 said:
Hehe...apparently someone at BFF fell for a April Fools joke found here:

They started a thread thinking it was real (here) The funny thing, after find out the page was a joke, instead of laughing at oneself for being fooled, they all go....well you can read it.
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BWAAHAAHHAA!!!! Imagine that - the great and powerful DWA - the only real skeptic when it comes to bigfoot - fell for this one on April Fool's Day! Maybe he didn't get the joke because today is really no different than any other day in his world. He even ended the thread with a nod to Bindernagel!
 

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At the Gates of Heaven...

God says to the atheists: Well, you were wrong now come in here to experience eternal bliss.

God says to the Bigfoot believers: He says nothing. He just shakes his head and motions them to come in.
 
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