Month: May 2022

March, 2022, Okaloosa County, Florida – Bigfoot or BrittneyMarch, 2022, Okaloosa County, Florida – Bigfoot or Brittney

I think I may have had an encounter the other day with my two friends, Zeke and Cleetus. We were hunting for wild hog on the yellow river. We were in some super thick pine wood area that had a ton of hog sign which was right by the river and swamp area. We had just found a big sign of uprooted area from hog and we decided to sit for a second and see if we could hear anything.

A few minutes after that, I heard what sounded like a person dribbling a basketball at the top of the key. We approached the sound into a clearing in the woods. That’s when we saw it.

It was this horrendous looking creature working on its fundamentals. Lay ups, finger rolls, step back jumpers. Nothing fancy, just fundamental basketball because that’s what sports fans really want to see.

That’s when Zeke fell asleep and started to snore. That startled the creature who shouted something about it being just as entertaining as men’s basketball and how we were misogynist as it darted back into the woods. Cleetus shit himself but that’s just because of the lack of sphincter control after all these years of “hog hunting”.

Bigfoot or Brittney?

March, 2022, Van Buren County, Michigan – Bigfoot or BrittneyMarch, 2022, Van Buren County, Michigan – Bigfoot or Brittney

I arrived home and observed the movement of what appeared to be a 7 ft tall broad chested hairy animal. It was in a defensive stance at the foul line.

I took the rock straight towards the beast, spin move at the three-point line, left handed jam while grabbing my nuts. This only enraged the animal.

It took the ball back to the top of the key. Did a couple of jab steps, pump fakes, too much dribbling. I stole that shit, pivoted along the baseline and once again jammed it in while making jizzing motions with my other hand.

This went on for a good 30 minutes. I messed around and got a triple double, freaking that creature every way like MJ. The monster eventually faded into the woods mumbling about muscle density and center of gravity.