Curse of Bigfoot (1975)

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Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
Curse of Bigfoot (1975) Review by RevTerry
Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
Curse of Bigfoot (1975)
“I would like to meet Bigfoot. Not for creepy internet reasons, just to say what's up. I think if the big, hairy homie popped out one day when I was hiking alone, it would say a lot about the kind of vibes I was putting out--If it didn't kill me or rip off my dick of course. At this point, where there is less and less natural landscape left out there, I'm guessing, staying hidden is a considerable priority for yeti-kind. Without a doubt, humans are probably the number one threat to the squatch's livelihood. Saying hello to me would be a huge risk, and I know that. The notion wouldn't be taken lightly or for granted, (just in case you are reading this Mr. Foot). Part of me can get behind the whole being hairy, dirty, and chilling in the forest idea. It's not something I actually could do, but I admire it. Personally, I have trouble sleeping without a TV playing old sci-fi and struggle to grow lip hair as I fly through my thirties. It's fantastic that Bigfoot is out there living that life and I want to tell him in person. It's been an aspiration of mine for a while, sadly I have had no luck (despite looking as friendly as possible whenever I'm the forest). Mummies are pretty cool too, although I don't really look up to them as much. The focus on sleep is a positive, but everyone likes naps and waiting around in a box for years does nothing for me. Also, I could probably pass on being introduced to a walking piece of royal jerky as well, (no offense if you're reading this). As far as my life-goals (as mentioned earlier) are concerned, it’s a nonissue though, because while there is a variety of mummified corpses in the world and several brands of ape-man-things supposedly lurking around, there isn't much overlap. By most accounts, the two are entirely different entities altogether. Unless we are talking about Curse of Bigfoot (1975)...”
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