Bigfoot/Sasquatch/Forest People in Tennessee

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#2,076
Nationdom said:
Ya'll worry me when taking demons so lightly.
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#2,079
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pismonque said:
What if there's always just been the one? That's why he's so seldom seen. And that's why nobody's ever found a carcass, he's still using it.

The sneaky bastard.
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Never took this into consideration, but with the "one" being sighted in so many areas of the USA ... surely someone would have seen him on a red eye one night
 
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Coastypop said:
Never took this into consideration, but with the "one" being sighted in so many areas of the USA ... surely someone would have seen him on a red eye one night
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Unless our alien ancestors left him a solar powered hologram machine after they got the pyramids built.
 
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#2,092
I don't know about Bigfoot, never saw the fellow. But I'll tell you what I did see, and it was right here in Tennessee.

I grew up in Tullahoma, which is a thankfully cosmopolitan place for being just another town in the middle of the state. I think we owe that to Arnold Engineering Development Center, the nearby Air Force base which brings in tons of really bright scientists and engineers from all over the country.

Anyway, we all knew how to read and write, which automatically set us apart from the folks in nearby towns. That doesn't mean we didn't like to drink some beer on Friday night, or get a bit of white lightning from some guy's uncle when we held the occasional goat roast out by the lake.

But I've gotten off topic. Here's what happened. One Saturday night, me, my little brother, and two of our friends were driving our way down to a little town called Normandy, about halfway between Tullahoma and Shelbyville. We'd heard about a witch who lived there, and heard that if you pulled up outside her house at midnight, turned off your car lights, opened all your windows, and honked the horn just once, she would come out and tell your fortune. So off we went in search of her, with some dubious directions.

Well, we made a wrong turn, somewhere, and ended up on this twisty gravel road that was snaking its way up the side of a pretty big hill, covered with woods. Visibility was pretty good because there was a near-full moon and it was winter so the trees had no leaves. As we crested the hill, we came into a medium-sized clearing...about the size of a football field, maybe a little smaller. And that's when we saw them.

All around that clearing were a bunch of people, just standing there in the dark, all turned toward our car. No camp fire, no flashlights, no nothing, just a bunch of people standing in the dark. And the ones close enough to the car to really see well, they had little-bitty beady eyes. Every single one we got a good look at.

Well, they didn't try to stop us, or threaten us, or anything, as I turned the car quickly around to get the heck out of there. They just watched silently.

I have no idea what was going on there. I just know it was creepy. It wasn't Bigfoot, as I said, but it was something weird.

And to this day, I call people from Shelbyville the "beady-eyed people."

Near as I can come to a Bigfoot sighting, sorry.

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VFL-82-JP said:
I don't know about Bigfoot, never saw the fellow. But I'll tell you what I did see, and it was right here in Tennessee.

I grew up in Tullahoma, which is a thankfully cosmopolitan place for being just another town in the middle of the state. I think we owe that to Arnold Engineering Development Center, the nearby Air Force base which brings in tons of really bright scientists and engineers from all over the country.

Anyway, we all knew how to read and write, which automatically set us apart from the folks in nearby towns. That doesn't mean we didn't like to drink some beer on Friday night, or get a bit of white lightning from some guy's uncle when we held the occasional goat roast out by the lake.

But I've gotten off topic. Here's what happened. One Saturday night, me, my little brother, and two of our friends were driving our way down to a little town called Normandy, about halfway between Tullahoma and Shelbyville. We'd heard about a witch who lived there, and heard that if you pulled up outside her house at midnight, turned off your car lights, opened all your windows, and honked the horn just once, she would come out and tell your fortune. So off we went in search of her, with some dubious directions.

Well, we made a wrong turn, somewhere, and ended up on this twisty gravel road that was snaking its way up the side of a pretty big hill, covered with woods. Visibility was pretty good because there was a near-full moon and it was winter so the trees had no leaves. As we crested the hill, we came into a medium-sized clearing...about the size of a football field, maybe a little smaller. And that's when we saw them.

All around that clearing were a bunch of people, just standing there in the dark, all turned toward our car. No camp fire, no flashlights, no nothing, just a bunch of people standing in the dark. And the ones close enough to the car to really see well, they had little-bitty beady eyes. Every single one we got a good look at.

Well, they didn't try to stop us, or threaten us, or anything, as I turned the car quickly around to get the heck out of there. They just watched silently.

I have no idea what was going on there. I just know it was creepy. It wasn't Bigfoot, as I said, but it was something weird.

And to this day, I call people from Shelbyville the "beady-eyed people."

Near as I can come to a Bigfoot sighting, sorry.

Go Vols!
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Bunch of them in this thread. Lol

Cool story. This would make a good Chiller movie.
 
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VFL-82-JP said:
I don't know about Bigfoot, never saw the fellow. But I'll tell you what I did see, and it was right here in Tennessee.

I grew up in Tullahoma, which is a thankfully cosmopolitan place for being just another town in the middle of the state. I think we owe that to Arnold Engineering Development Center, the nearby Air Force base which brings in tons of really bright scientists and engineers from all over the country.

Anyway, we all knew how to read and write, which automatically set us apart from the folks in nearby towns. That doesn't mean we didn't like to drink some beer on Friday night, or get a bit of white lightning from some guy's uncle when we held the occasional goat roast out by the lake.

But I've gotten off topic. Here's what happened. One Saturday night, me, my little brother, and two of our friends were driving our way down to a little town called Normandy, about halfway between Tullahoma and Shelbyville. We'd heard about a witch who lived there, and heard that if you pulled up outside her house at midnight, turned off your car lights, opened all your windows, and honked the horn just once, she would come out and tell your fortune. So off we went in search of her, with some dubious directions.

Well, we made a wrong turn, somewhere, and ended up on this twisty gravel road that was snaking its way up the side of a pretty big hill, covered with woods. Visibility was pretty good because there was a near-full moon and it was winter so the trees had no leaves. As we crested the hill, we came into a medium-sized clearing...about the size of a football field, maybe a little smaller. And that's when we saw them.

All around that clearing were a bunch of people, just standing there in the dark, all turned toward our car. No camp fire, no flashlights, no nothing, just a bunch of people standing in the dark. And the ones close enough to the car to really see well, they had little-bitty beady eyes. Every single one we got a good look at.

Well, they didn't try to stop us, or threaten us, or anything, as I turned the car quickly around to get the heck out of there. They just watched silently.

I have no idea what was going on there. I just know it was creepy. It wasn't Bigfoot, as I said, but it was something weird.

And to this day, I call people from Shelbyville the "beady-eyed people."

Near as I can come to a Bigfoot sighting, sorry.

Go Vols!
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I've heard of something similar. The beady eyes....
 
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VFL-82-JP said:
I don't know about Bigfoot, never saw the fellow. But I'll tell you what I did see, and it was right here in Tennessee.

I grew up in Tullahoma, which is a thankfully cosmopolitan place for being just another town in the middle of the state. I think we owe that to Arnold Engineering Development Center, the nearby Air Force base which brings in tons of really bright scientists and engineers from all over the country.

Anyway, we all knew how to read and write, which automatically set us apart from the folks in nearby towns. That doesn't mean we didn't like to drink some beer on Friday night, or get a bit of white lightning from some guy's uncle when we held the occasional goat roast out by the lake.

But I've gotten off topic. Here's what happened. One Saturday night, me, my little brother, and two of our friends were driving our way down to a little town called Normandy, about halfway between Tullahoma and Shelbyville. We'd heard about a witch who lived there, and heard that if you pulled up outside her house at midnight, turned off your car lights, opened all your windows, and honked the horn just once, she would come out and tell your fortune. So off we went in search of her, with some dubious directions.

Well, we made a wrong turn, somewhere, and ended up on this twisty gravel road that was snaking its way up the side of a pretty big hill, covered with woods. Visibility was pretty good because there was a near-full moon and it was winter so the trees had no leaves. As we crested the hill, we came into a medium-sized clearing...about the size of a football field, maybe a little smaller. And that's when we saw them.

All around that clearing were a bunch of people, just standing there in the dark, all turned toward our car. No camp fire, no flashlights, no nothing, just a bunch of people standing in the dark. And the ones close enough to the car to really see well, they had little-bitty beady eyes. Every single one we got a good look at.

Well, they didn't try to stop us, or threaten us, or anything, as I turned the car quickly around to get the heck out of there. They just watched silently.

I have no idea what was going on there. I just know it was creepy. It wasn't Bigfoot, as I said, but it was something weird.

And to this day, I call people from Shelbyville the "beady-eyed people."

Near as I can come to a Bigfoot sighting, sorry.

Go Vols!
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We ain't little people dude... and you done runned over papa with yer fancy car. Don't come back to Possum Holler or well git you... hear?
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