Simple Challenge For Bigfoot Supporters

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Being that I'm HALF Irish, I claim special expertise in the doings of Leprechauns. Indeed, to preserve this endangered species, I have set aside my backyard as a LEPRECHAUN WILDERNESS PRESERVE. From time to time, after drinking too much diet Mountain Dew, I think I see a glint of light coming from my back yard, reflected off my antequated computer monitor. But every damn time I turn around to see the source of this occult light, I see nothing but backyard blackberry brambles, waiting to be trimmed. Deep down though, I know it to be from the gold that the little bugger is furtively clutching...

But you must understand, the density of the blackberry brambles acts as the perfect habitat for such a creature, being at the top of the food chain and having no natural predators. Indeed, we should actually EXPECT the total lack of bones, bodies, teeth, and clear photographs of my backyard Leprechaun.

Leprechaun lore goes way, way, back in the oral tradition of MY PEOPLE, so for you to dispute my musings on Leprecauns makes you a big meany-head, and borders on racism.

Don't make me grab my shillelagh..
 
I desparately wanted to be Irish when I was a youngster and embrace all the cultural norms that went with it. Then I realized what adhering to Catholicism meant. Man, did I bolt.
 
An interesting element of the account is that the couple refrained from reporting this amazing encounter to Fish and Wildlife for fear of being blamed for the illegal harvest of the clams attributed to the sasquatches. There are quite a few rather curious elements of the story but I think it best to allow others to post their thoughts first. It should also be noted that the couple has included what seems to be their real names (Bob and Vivian Brown) and city/town of residence (Eugene, OR). (Have at it, Sweaty!)


From the original article:

"I wasn't so nervous because a pair of bigfoots were in the vicinity, but nervous at that point that I would get blamed for the clam-digging mess on the beach that the two bigfoots had created and me with no shellfish license which you know is required by the Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife and also we noticed many shells for which I knew was over any limit covered by a license. Yeah, we were nervous at being in the midst of all this dug up beach with strewn shells and us with no license. I visualized newspaper headlines: 'Old man digging clams without license blames bigfoot.' Who would believe that?"

I visualized my own headline: "Adolescent bigfoot punks frame Oregon man for shellfish poaching."
 
I desparately wanted to be Irish when I was a youngster and embrace all the cultural norms that went with it. Then I realized what adhering to Catholicism meant. Man, did I bolt.

Though you are not IRISH like me, you are still welcome to join my new organization, the Leprechaun Alliance Research Foundation, or LARF.

I call-blast out my back door using U2 and Sinead O'Connor.
 
From the original article:

"I wasn't so nervous because a pair of bigfoots were in the vicinity, but nervous at that point that I would get blamed for the clam-digging mess on the beach that the two bigfoots had created and me with no shellfish license which you know is required by the Oregon Department of Fish and Wildlife and also we noticed many shells for which I knew was over any limit covered by a license. Yeah, we were nervous at being in the midst of all this dug up beach with strewn shells and us with no license. I visualized newspaper headlines: 'Old man digging clams without license blames bigfoot.' Who would believe that?"

I visualized my own headline: "Adolescent bigfoot punks frame Oregon man for shellfish poaching."
Nervous getting busted like Kramer with shellfish? Yes. Nervous approaching large amazing species of animal never before encountered by us? Meh, we wear Depends.
 
...and also we noticed many shells for which I knew was over any limit covered by a license. Yeah, we were nervous at being in the midst of all this dug up beach with strewn shells...

I thought when digging for clams, the whole clam, shell and all, is put in the bucket, and that they are 'shucked' later? Why would there be empty shells on the beach from someone merely digging clams?

RayG
 
I thought when digging for clams, the whole clam, shell and all, is put in the bucket, and that they are 'shucked' later? Why would there be empty shells on the beach from someone merely digging clams?

RayG

The greedy bigfoots scarfed the clam meat on the spot. A human poacher would have taken the whole clam. Thus the sighting is genuine.
 
No, no. First, the officials check your breath and whether or not you have a bottle of Tobasco sauce on you so as to rule out whether or not you are bat$#!% insane.
 
Nobody's happy when I call-blast out my back door.

Of course not. Japan simply lacks the landmass and wilderness that I enjoy here in the great PACIFIC NORTHWEST. Plenty of room to support entire populations of Leprechauns.

Are there Leprechauns in Iowa? Hell, I don't know...
 
Of course not. Japan simply lacks the landmass and wilderness that I enjoy here in the great PACIFIC NORTHWEST. Plenty of room to support entire populations of Leprechauns.

Are there Leprechauns in Iowa? Hell, I don't know...

Iowa? Mobile, Alabama is where all the leprechaun action is. I posted this link to a local news report a few weeks ago.

Here's an amateur artist's sketch of the little critter. Curiously, he seems to have neither a nose nor a mouth. Loren Coleman speculates these traits may be typical of the species of leprechaun indigenous to the American South. I'm undecided.

 
Of course not. Japan simply lacks the landmass and wilderness that I enjoy here in the great PACIFIC NORTHWEST. Plenty of room to support entire populations of Leprechauns.

Are there Leprechauns in Iowa? Hell, I don't know...
Bah! Shows what you know, dermal boy. We've got hibagon, so there!
 
I just read a post on another board this morning in which a member said that her husband told her he has seen a Bigfoot.
Now....does a husband telling his own WIFE something like that carry ANY weight at all...from the wife's point-of-view?
Should she refuse to believe her husband, no matter how much he insists it's the truth, and call him a liar...because a "Bigfoot sighting" can EASILY be attributed to an alternate explanation...such as lying?
(Emphasis yours) So umm, anyway... Sweaty, now that we know in depth where your level of fact checking skills are at in terms of you bringing 'heavy' things to bear, do you still have expectations of being taken seriously on this board?
 
Tracks found in Golden Ears Provincial Park, BC.

Here we have either another dropout from the Skookum Sasquatch School of Track Concealment (psst... Stinky, a little left) or a Graduate with Honours from the Wallace School of Fooling Believers with Minimal Effort.
Yep.. Someone brought those up at the other place,,
They are no longer than other nearby shoe prints.

The wideness can be attributed to melting..

A jogger most likely ..
 
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