Posted on 10/22/2023 12:38:10 PM PDT by lowbridge
Arkansas may be the Razorback state, but Miller County residents live under the hairy shadow of a different beast.
For decades, locals in the small town of Fouke and its surrounding area have said that something inhuman stalks the deep, dark swamps in their region...the Fouke Monster.
Reba Killian was a little girl when she says she first saw the creature on a late-night drive.
"Seven and a half to eight feet tall. And we just started screaming, we were banging on the truck trying to get our parents to stop because we were kids, nobody was going to believe us. And we used to run those woods all the time in between my house and her house. And after that, I said no more, I'm not going back in those woods. It could have snapped us like a twig if it wanted to," Killian said.
Reports of the creature go back over a century ago, but the most famous rash of sightings occurred in the early '70s when a family claimed to have been attacked in their house at night.
The incident generated so much media attention that the monster became national news, putting Fouke on the map and bringing monster hunters from around the country, much to locals' dismay.
"You get people coming in, bringing their guns and dogs and different things, tromping through and tearing down fences," said Denny Roberts, owner of the Monster Mart in Fouke.
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It wasn't long before a movie was made about the attack and other encounters—folk horror as much as a documentary, the wildly successful 1972 film—entitled "The Legend of Boggy Creek"—forever cemented the Fouke or "Boggy Creek" monster in the town's identity.
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I remember the movie. It scared the crap out of us kids since we lived not too far from there. I watched it again as an adult. Cornball.
In ‘72, it was a good movie to see at the Drive In.
bkmk for later. I live not too far from the Sulphur River.
OK, OK, it’s almost Halloween.....
Thanks
Well, it is a known fact:
“Hillary left Washington and “followed her heart to Arkansas,” marrying Bill Clinton in 1975.”
Same here.
True story-several years ago at the power plant where I worked, we were given a week-long course on asbestos abatement. Our instructor had worked at one time for the Arkansas Department of Environmental Quality.
He told us of a time when he and his crew, including a woman that the EPA had sent down from Boston, were on their way to investigate an illegal dump in Miller County. They passed a billboard with the Fouke Monster on it, and Debbie from Boston asked if the monster was real. A member of the ADEQ crew said, “We’ll, I’ve never seen it but my brother was coon hunting out here one night, and he heard a scream that scared him half to death. It couldn’t have been human!”
Debbie thought about that for a moment and asked, You still hunt black people here?”
Everyone on the crew just stared dumbfounded at Debbie, wondering what she was saying. Then a crew member said, “Raccoon, Debbie, raccoon!”
As I said, true story.
https://movies4us.co/movies/the-legend-of-boggy-creek/
https://movies4us.co/movies/boggy-creek-ii-and-the-legend-continues/
OMG-ROFLMAOPIMP !!! That there’s funny no matter who you are !!!
Fouke Monster / Bill Clinton?
She thought is was a baby deer, but when the vet saw it, he screamed and called the police. Click here.
In a Tampa neighborhood - Seminole Heights - there is supposed to be a two headed alligator. Now the flag of the neighborhood has the two headed alligator on it.
I used to work for a guy that had the opportunity to supervise a minimum security prison work crew, out in the woods. This was in southern Oregon, and a lot of the prisoners were black guys from the Portland area. They were going to be out setting traps for mountain boomers, a nocturnal rodent that’s very destructive of young trees. The chance if any if these guys fleeing was pretty close to zero. They were short-timers, and the last thing they wanted to do was spend the night in the woods in peckerwood country. Nevertheless, my friend warned them about the timber tigers (chipmunks) He told them they likely wouldn’t see them, but they’d hear them screaming at them. That’s what they do before they attack, and they go right for the crotch. If it happens, get up on a log, grab your crotch, and yell to scare them off. He said that once they startled a few chipmunks, he had the whole crew up on logs, holding their dicks, yelling, and he was right there with them.
I suppose if it kills you, you have been Fouked?
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