FYB’s Friday Late Night Frightfest Film: MICROWAVE MASSACRE!

Tonight FYB Couldn’t Be Happier to bring You the Obscure 1983 Black Comedy Horror Movie MICROWAVE MASSACRE Directed by Wayne Berwick, and Staring Jackie Vernon (in His Final Feature Film)

Plot Summery: Donald is a Hard Working Construction Who Toils Away All Day on the Construction Site, and When He comes Home at Night All Donald wants is a Good Old Fashioned Home Cooked Meal.  Unfortunately for Donald His Wife and Fine Food Snob May has a Taste for Fine Dinning Fare in a Lame Attempt to make the Couple Appear to be Classier than They Are. While Donald’s Buddies Chow Down on Basic Bologna and Cheese Sandwiches at Lunch, Donald has to deal with Crab Sandwiches and Other FANCY FOOD ATROCITIES  His Wife packs for Him.

           

One Night Donald gets into a Drunken Argument with May and in a FIT OF HOMICIDAL RAGE Donald BLUDGEONS MAY TO DEATH with a rather Large Pepper Grinder. The Next Morning Donald wakens with a Hellacious Hangover, with No Recollection of the Previous Nights MURDER, and an Empty Stomach. Donald then makes the GRISLY DISCOVERY of May’s CORPSE in the Microwave. At Work Donald tells His Buddies that He and May have decided to Separate, BUT Once He’s off the Clock Donald goes Home and CUTS UP MAYS CORPSE. Donald stores the pieces of May’s BUTCHERED BODY wrapped in Tin Foil in the Fridge.

Looking for a Late Night Snack Donald stumbles groggily into the Kitchen where He accidentally EATS PART OF HIS DEAD WIFE’S HAND! After the initial Wave of Homicidal Cannibalistic Horror Passes Donald had the Horrific realization that it’s the Best Thing He’s ever Eaten. As Donald’s supply of HUMAN FLESH dwindles Donald has to start picking up Hookers, Killing and Cooking Them.

           

Donald brings some of His Killer Cuisine to the Construction Site where its an Instant Hit with His Friends leads to Donald’s decision to Cater an Outing to a Wrestling Match. Donald shows up at the Wresting Show with His new Recipe He calls “Peking Chick”. Donald’s Dark Secret is Uncovered by His Friends Roosevelt and Phillip when the Stop by to Pick Donald Up. When They Arrive Roosevelt and Phillip find Donald DEAD ON THE FLOOR apparently after Suffering a Fatal Heart Attack, but thats Not All. Next the Two Friends see that there are HUMAN BODY PARTS still in Donald’s Microwave, and Then Realize in Disgust that Their Dear Friend Donald had in Fact been Serving Them HUMAN FLESH.

Hope You Enjoyed Tonight’s Tale of Culinary Cannibalism as much We did, Although It has Left Us Hungry For More.

Thanks for Watching/Viewing

 Presented By Les Sober

A Muslim Exorcism

I’m sure Many of Our Reader’s read the Title of this post and Immediately wondered “What the Fuck?!”. That is Due to the belief Exorcisms are assumed to be a Solely a Catholic Issue. As if Catholicism has Monopoly or Lock on the Subject of Exorcism.  That couldn’t be Farther from the Truth. All Races, Religions, and Societies have Their own Rites of Exorcism since the Dawn of Organized Religion.

This includes Muslims who’s Religious Text is the Q’arran that is Full of Stories and Tales of Spirits and Ghosts of All Kinds such as The Jinn. The Jinn is believed to be Either a Malevolent Spirit or a Kind Spirit it works both ways. This in part is what makes a Muslim Exorcism different from a Catholic Exorcism.

           

Now in the Video the Muslim Exorcist references  Jinn’s Several Times through the Ordeal. The First significant difference between the Catholic and Muslim beliefs is in Evil.  The Catholics believe the Demon/Devil is Possessing The Victim’s Body Dominating it to do its Vile Will, and that its Ultimate Goal is to Kill the Host and Thus Aquire Their Eternal Soul.

In this specific Muslim Exorcism the Demon/Devil while generally Resisting the Exorcism Repeatedly States that it is there Possessing The Young Woman in an Attempt to Protect Her. Secondly the Key to a Successful Exorcism in the Catholic Belief is getting the Demon/Devil to State its Name which makes it possible to Vanquish It. Here The Demon/Devil Names Itself Voluntarily claiming it is a Demon/Devil Named Izul, Yet the Muslim Exorcist Doesn’t Use that to His/Victim’s Advantage.

           

The Other Oddly Different aspect is in the Muslim Exorcism Unlike in a Catholic Exorcism the Exorcist is the One in Control. In Catholic Exorcisms the Priest must Battle The Demon to Dominate It before He/She can Drive The Demon/Devil Out. The Muslim Exorcist seems to treat the Demon/Devil like a Bratty Child in spite of the Dramatic Theatrics of the Situation making Statement to the affect of “If You Don’t do What I Say I’ll Punish You for It.” Attitude/Mentality

The Exchange between the Exorcist and the Demon/Devil in the Muslim Version of Exorcism the Muslim Exorcist is much more Conversational as opposed to Confrontational when dealing with the Demon/Devil. Where in a Catholic Exorcism again the Priest must Command and Demand the Demon/Devil to do His/Her bidding.

  

The Last Difference between a Catholic and a Muslim Exorcism is Instead of like the Catholic Priest who must Drive the Demon/Devil out by Sheer Force the Muslim Exorcist again very much in control actually Permits the Demon/Devil to In The End in Fact Leave Though it Fought to Stay the Entire Time.

Enjoy.

Hope You Enjoyed This Little Piece of Holy Hell as Much as We did.

  Presented By Les Sober

FYB Presents Animation Abominations: BOBBY YEAH

This Installment of Animation Abominations features BOBY YEAH By the Extremely Talented Artist Robert Morgan in Association with Blue Light. Morgan’s Various Works of Art would make Maynard James Keenan (and The Rest of the Members of Tool) Green with Envy and Clive Barker Blinded by Jealousy.

Plot Summery: Well what could I possibly sat about Bobby Yeah other than it seems to be a Tale of The Main Character Bobby’s search for Love/Friendship/Comfort in His Own Surreal Personal Inter Dimensional Hell. Along the Way Bobby encounters Monstrous Mutant Creatures Some Aggressive, Some Insane, and Some I have No fucking Idea What They Are Honestly.

If I had to make an Educated Guess I’d say Bobby Yeah is a Social Commentary on the Alienation, and Longing People Feel as They haphazardly Navigate Through (the Highs and Horrors) of Life looking for Companionship and Affection.

We here at FYB Hope You Thoroughly Enjoyed Robert Morgan’s Insane Odyssey BOOBY YEAH as much as We Did/Do.

Thanks for Watching/Viewing

  Presented By Les Sober

Mental Disorders: A Schizophrenia Simulation

The Clinical Definition of Schizophrenia is as Follows:

Schizophrenia is a SERIOUS Mental Disorder in which People interpret Reality Abnormally. Schizophrenia may Result in some Combination of Hallucinations (Auditory as well as Visual), Delusions, and Extremely Disordered Thinking and Behavior that Impairs Daily functioning, and can be Disabling. People with Schizophrenia Require Life Long Treatment.

           

Thank You for Experiencing,

  Presented By Les Sober

Lee Jonitis: Professional People Watcher ( 50/365)

“Well I do’t know about You, but I haven’t Eaten shit all goddamn day so I’d kill someone for a fucking Burger about now.” said Lee hoping the mention of Food would keep Dizzy’s Eyes on the Prize as it were.

Dizzy Who looked poised to Pounce on the Poor Misguided Ride Driver, and Gauge out the Driver’s Eye’s with His fucking thumbs. Then Dizzy sudden snapped back to Reality and darted into the Hotel Lobby like a Jack Rabbit with Its ass on Fire. Not a moment later Lee and the Driver who were left standing outside on the Sidewalk like a Bunch of assholes heard a commotion.  It was loud enough for both of Them to hear, but it was still too distorted to make out what was being said. Whatever the Altercation was going on inside it was getting desernably Louder to the point Lee was beginning to wonder if He should see what was going on out of growing Concern.

           

Luckily before Lee had to take any sort of Action Dizzy reemerged carrying a Generic Toy Store Skateboard under His Arm and looking a bit Sweaty. Dizzy walked past Lee without saying a single word as He made His way to the back of the Smart Car. Once Dizzy reached the rear of the Car He stood there Transfixed in a Steely Stare glaring At the Rear Bumper. Dizzy appeared to be stuck in-between Deep Though and Overwhelming Anger as His face twisted and contorted while He was thinking silently to Himself.

“What are You doing Sir.” asked the Driver with a snide smile stretched across His face like Someone Who had One too Many fucking Facelifts.

“The fucking Bumper. I’m looking at the bumper OBVIOUSLY. The problem is this Outlandish excuse for a Car has a MINUSCULE fucking Bumper which I guess should be No fucking Surprise considering its Size is the Issue.” snarled Dizzy spitefully not even bothering to glance in the Driver’s Direct.

            

“What is the Skateboard for Exactly?” ask the Driver like a Cat playing with a Mouse before it Kills it.

“I was planning on fucking Riding the fucking thing while I hung on to the Bumper which apparently doesn’t fucking Exist.” replied Dizzy still half lost in Thought.

“I have to Inform You Both that Ride has a Strict No Bullshit Policy, and riding behind the Car on a Skateboard falls smack dab in the Middle of said Policy. That means I simply can not allow You or any Customer to engage in Illegal and Potentially Harmful or Fatal Activities that put Them, The Company, and Others in Harms Way.” chirped The Driver Triumphantly Grinning Ear to Ear as if He had somehow achieved a Checkmate situation.

           

“Well The Car is Far Beyond Insufficient it’s Thoroughly FUCKED! The Bumper is Fucked, This Situation is DEFINITELY fucked, and Most of All YOUR a Totally Fucked Human Being!!! So I’m declaring a Citizens Enactment of The Transportation Department Marshal Law Act motherfucker! This Empowers Me to set up Unconventional Answers to Unorthodox Issues, and with that said I’ll just hang the hell onto this Piece of Electric Uselessness’s rear Windshield Wiper. That’ll have to Work.” announced Dizzy defiantly with a Renewed Sense of Vigor.

“Absolutely Not didn’t You hear what I just Said regarding Company Policy?!!” demanded the Driver as He twitched with annoyance like a freshly crushed Insect.

“Yes I’m Not DEAF YOU ASSFACED DONKEY!! I have No Choice in the Matter and Neither DO YOU Dipshit. It is what it is so fuck it. Now let’s get fucking Going already We’ve wasted 45 fucking minutes of My Life already You belligerent Asshole.” answered Dizzy standing Toe to Toe Eye and Eye to Eye with the Driver though the Driver was significantly Smaller when it came to Physical Stature so Dizzy had a sort of Loomed over Him.

            

“Fine! Fine! You win I can’t stand here idly arguing with You any longer so let’s Go.” quipped the Driver exacerbated to the Umpteenth degree, and well aware that He would Most Definitely Lose in an any sort of Fight Scenario.

The Driver and Lee loaded Up into the Extremely cramped Confines of the Smart Car while Dizzy stood Stubbornly on the Cheap Children’s Skateboard  grabbing onto the Rear Windshield Wiper like He was attempting to Strangle it to Death. Lee paused for a split second to thats fucking God that HE wasn’t Claustrophobic because He was pretty sure if He did He’d be back behind the Car with Dizzy for Crying Out Loud. The Car started with a Low and rather Pleasant Low Hum and They were Off.

            

Stay Tuned for the Next Invigorating Installment of………

LEE JONITIS: PROFESSIONAL PEOPLE WATCHER (51/365)

Thanks for Reading,

  By Les Sober

FYB’s Monday Night Monster Movie: FRANKENHOOKER

Welcome to FYB’s Monday Night Movie Featuring The One, The Only FRANKENHOOKER!!!

Tonight FYB is Delighted to Present The Classic Cult Monster Movie Written By Robert “Bob” Martin and Frank Henenlotter and the Movie is Directed by Frank Henenlotter FRANKENHOOKER!!!

           

Plot Summery: When New Jersey Medical Student Jeffery’s  Fiancee Elizabeth is GRUESOMELY DECAPITATED in a Freak Lawn Mower Accident during a Cookout. Jeffery save Elizabeth’s Severed Head, but the Rest of Her is SHREDDED INTO HUMAN GROUND BEEF in the Accident so Jeffery concocs a Plan to Use His Science Skills to RESURRECT His Beloved Elizabeth from THE DEAD. To Build His Would BE Bride a New Body Jeffery must Harvest New Parts from the Bodies of New York Prostitutes He lures into a Party and KILLS using a EXPLODING CRACK! Jeffery Then uses the Parts of the DEAD Hookers to Bring Elizabeth Back to Life.

            

Unfortunately Things Go Ary as Elizabeth’s Brain is Damaged and She Escapes into the Night looking for Customers. Meanwhile the Vicious and Violent Pimp Zorro is on the Hunt to find the Man who MURDERED His Girls. What Will Happen to Poor Jeffery? Will He be Hunted Down by the Psychotic Pimp? Will Elizabeth’s Memory Return? Can Jeffery find love in the Arms of the Monster He Created?! Watch and See Dear Viewer Watch and See………

We Hope You Enjoyed Tonights Tale of Sex and Slaughter as Much As We Did!

Thanks for Watching/Viewing,

  Presented By Les Sober

Was My Neighbor Norman Bates Incarnate?!

I was mulling around the House the Other Day and I found Myself thinking about Past Neighbors We’ve had in Our Travels over the Years. As most of Our Reader’s are aware I’m rather abstinent when it comes to Neighbors though I tend to ignore most, and hate most of the Rest. Once in awhile there is an Exception to the Rule where One of Our Neighbors was in Fact a Very Cool Individual.

While Perusing the in the Mental Library of Our Past Neighbors One sticks out as Truly Unique, and while the details may Fade a Bit over time as I get Older, BUT still I will NEVER forget these Particular Neighbors. I’m Not exaggerating when I say These Neighbors were the kind of Shit Urban Legends are based Upon.

We were Living in the Great Souther Swamp at the Time, and there was a Neighbors House located behind Ours with a 6 foot privacy Fence running Directly down the Property Line separating the Two Backyards. Now the Observations started by sheer coincidence as there was No predetermined thought about it. What I mean is while doing mundane shit in My backyard like Mowing the goddamn Grass I would casual glance over at My Neighbors Yard without really thinking about it, it was more of a Subconscious Reflex if You will. I never thought to Myself I’m going to Spy on My Neighbors like some Nosey Fuck it was just a way to break the Monotony of Laboring in the Yard.

            

Slowly I started to consciously Notice certain Details about The Neighbors who lived Behind Us. First thing that occurred to Me was Their Backyard was a Blank Canvas since there was a Total Absence of Gardens, Patio Furniture, or Any Typical type shit You see in Peoples Backyards like Lawn Ornaments, Cloths Lines, Kids Toys, Gardening/Yard Tools, Hose, Hammock, or Fire Pit for further example. For all Intents and Purposes The Neighbors Backyard was Simply a Square of Grass with a Small and Empty Patio located Outside of a Set of Sliding Doors.

Now in the Great Southern Swamp Yards be they Front or Back were a Big Deal with Tones of Professional Landscaping, Bright and Vibrant Gardens, and Lush Green Lawns that are meticulously maintained to the Point of Absolute Insanity. So to have a Yard that contained Grass without Additional Botany or Human crap in it was like finding Bigfoot. It was just Unheard of.

I also had observed that all the Visible Windows had been covered with Blackout Curtains. You know the Ones that People Who work the Night Shift employ so They can Sleep during the Day like a fucking Vampire. The aforementioned Sliding Glass Patio Door was also equipped with said Blackout Curtains. The only difference with the Sliding Doors was that Usually the Curtains were Slightly Parted if You will with a 2-4 foot gap perspectively at any given Time. This allowed Me (or anyone for that matter) an opportunity to Sneak a Peek into what I assume was the Neighbor’s Living Room or Possibly Den.

           

Later on I noticed The Mannequins. It Started when I noticed there was an Adult Sized Generic Store Mannequin standing in the corner of the Room to the Right of the Sliding Doors. It was just a basic Mannequin being made of White Plastic with a Virtually Featureless face wearing a Blue Base Ball Cap and a Vibrant Red T-Shirt. The Mannequins Arms were positioned reaching out straight in front of it as if It was waiting to be handed a Package or to Give someone a Hug.

Thats rather Odd granted but it Didn’t End there. A little way longer down the Road I saw the Second Mannequin which appeared to be a Teenage sized Mannequin. I say this because if it was a Child Sized Mannequin I more than likely wouldn’t have been able to see it. Also the Second Mannequin was A Third Smaller in Dimension than the Original Adult Mannequin. The Teenage Mannequin stood Idly by the Second with its arms at its Sides like One of the Guards Outside of Buckingham Palace.

Now this is where My Wife and I disagree. You see a THIRD and Final Mannequin finally Joined the Crew. The Third Mannequin was obviously Dressed as a Adult Woman in Brightly Colored Sun Dresses with Flowers patterns on it and shit like that. It also sported a Black Wig that was Black, shoulder Length, and had Bangs. I fully Believe that there were in fact Three Different Mannequins though My Wife Believes there were Only Two. She adhered to the School of Thought that there were only Two Mannequins and the Alleged Third Mannequin was The Same Adult Mannequin that was being used for as Both the Female and Male (Original Mannequin with the Base Ball Hat) Mannequin. Unfortunately as I said previously this was over Eight Years Ago and My Memory is Blurred a Bit. I can’t for the fucking Life of Me remember definitively that I did indeed see Three Separate Mannequins standing Together or if I only saw One Adult Mannequin along with the Teen Mannequin.

           

Come to think of it I can’t actually say Neighbors due to the Fact I never saw a Single Person or Persons who may have been Residing There. I honestly couldn’t Tell You if it was a Family or A Couple with No Kids, or a Single Person who lived Alone. Not to mention there was never a Car parked in the Driveway or Out Front of the House (The House Didn’t have a Garage) so that combined with the Vacant Backyard and constantly covered Windows gave the impression No One lived there as The House was for Sale. Also I never hear a single voice coming from the House or Backyard as if The Occupant(s) were Deaf or Mute or Perhaps had taken some Vow of Silence.

The Crazier Part is The Mannequins weren’t the Weirdest Thing about these Neighbors, Not in the Least. The Second Phenomenon was the Middle of the Night Movies. I swear to God I’m not blowing smoke up Your ass when I say that these Neighbors must have had a $100,000 Home Theater System. I say this because They Neighbor(s) would Play Kid Movies (Like Disney or Pixar) in the Middle of the Night I’m talking 2,3,4 in the Morning. The unusual thing was that They played the Movies at FULL FUCKING VOLUME You could hear EVERY Word of Dialogue, Every Note of Every Soundtrack Song, and Everything Else like Ambient Noise Doors opening/closing, footsteps, car engines, and Sound Effects CLEAR AS DAY. It was the Equivalent of having a UnLicensed Full Blown Drive In Movie Theater located in the Heart of Your fucking Neighborhood. And Again they were Always and Only Kids Movies, NOTHING ADULT BY A LONG LONG SHOT.

           

For the Longest Time I thought The Middle of the Night Movies were the Strangest Thing about these Neighbor(s), But looking back on it there was One more Oddities that Hadn’t ever Occurred to Me. After a Few Years Whoever inhabited the House behind Ours Moved Out I don’t know exactly when But the fact remain that They did. The Next Resident was a Collage aged Girl and this was blatantly obviously Her first Independent Living Situation. She had tons of Friends over blaring shitty EMD music, binge drinking, and making a shit ton of Noise (Yelling, Screaming, Hysterical Crying, Arguing, Laughing, and general making an INSANE amount of Noise Every fucking Night All fucking Night Long till 5am on Average. Now The Neighborhood was a Quite Blue Collar Town where 9 out of 10 Households had Kids.

Needless to Say the Other Neighbors repeatedly called the Cops over the Noise Disturbance(s) and Repeatedly the Police came and Shut the Party Down. There was one Sunday Night around 10 pm when the New Young Neighbor’s Friends decided it was a good time to utilize a small assortment of Power Tools. The Neighbor to Our Right was so pissed off He ran out into His backyard in Nothing but His fucking Underwear, Went out His back Gate, Walked over to said Noisy Neighbors, and Unleashed Hell Upon Them like His Name was Rasputin. It got so annoying that in the End the Neighborhood reported the Young Woman to the Home Owner Association Nazis (HOA) who stepped in and Used Their bullshit Powers for Good and They Put a Permeant Stop to the Late Night Revelry Once and For All.

           

Now here’s the Strange Detail I mentioned earlier which is This NO ONE EVER NOT ONCE CALLED THE COPS on the Previous Eccentric Neighbor for Their Middle of the Night Movie Showings, No One Batted an Eyelash. I can’t figure out WHY? The Only reason that I can think of that makes ANY Sense whatsoever is The Neighborhood as a Whole were simply Scared of the Previous Home Owner. I can’t say I would Blame them as Crazy can be Annoying/Enraging, BUT No One wants to get Caught Up in Anything Crazy. I mean what if You pissed off Your Mentally Unstable Neighbor? What would They do? And most Importantly would They get angry and Retaliate? And that’s when the “I Don’t Want To Be Murdered By a Psychopath” Scenario comes into Play.

Thank for Reading,

  By Les Sober

FYB’s Friday Night Freakfest Film – The Good, The Bad, and the Subhumanoid: Class Of Nuke’Em High 3

Welcome to FYB’s Friday Night Freakfest Film Featuring Legendary Independent Film Company TROMA PICTURES with…….

THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE SUBHUMANOID: CLASS OF NUKE’EM HIGH 3!!!

           

In this Troma’s Third Installment in the Horror Comedy Classic Class of Nuke’Em High Film Series  (which was followed by  Return to Nuke’Em High Volume 1 in 2013, and Return to Return to Nuke’Em High Aka Volume 2 in 2017)

Plot Summery: Seconds after the End of Class of Nuke’Em High 2, The Giant Mutant Squirrel or Tromie is Finally Subdued, and Life in Tromaville reruns to Normal. Roger Smith who is Now the Mayor of Tromaville is Celibates the Birth of His Twin Sons Dick and Adlai. That is Until Dick is Kidnapped at the Hospital and Subsequently Raised to be Evil by The Group of Thugs that Took Him. Meanwhile Adlai is Raised by Roger to be Kind, Courteous, and Peaceful.

Flash Forwarding Several Years into the Future, when Dick and Adlai are Fully Grown Adults, Trouble Comes in the Form of The Infamous and Loathsome Dr.Slag, Ph.D Who uses Dick to Commit a Crime and Then Frame Adlai for It. Dr. Slag does so hoping to turn the Citizens of Tromaville against Adlai. If Dr. Slags Evil Plot Works, Dr. Slag will turn the Town into a TOXIC WASTELAND, and with Doom Looming over Tromaville it’s up to Adlai to Save The Day.

Hope You Enjoyed This Troma Classic as Much as We Did (and Still Do)

  Presented By Les Sober

Cartoon’s That Aren’t For Children: The Backwater Gospel

Welcome To Another Installment of Cartoon’s That Aren’t For Children featuring The Animation Workshop’s THE BACKWATER GOSPEL!!!

The Story The Blackwater Gospel takes Place in the Wild West set in a Small Dessert Town of Religious Fanatics (Lead By A Malicious Reverend Who Believes that One Bad Apple Spoils The Bunch), and is Narrated by a Guitar Strumming Hobo Who Loiters Lazily about whiling the Days Away.

The Town Lives in Mortal Fear of The Demonic Undertaker Who like the Angel of Death comes to Claim The Dead and Their Eternal Souls. When the Undertaker arrives in Town He starts a Mass Panic as The Town’s Folk desperately Wonder “Who is The Undertaker Come For?”

The Tale Takes an even DARKER TWIST as The Question Turns into Chaos which Leads to Killing For NO ONE Wants to be the One Chosen Victim of The Undertaker. Enjoy.

So The Only Question That Remains is Was The Undertaker The Angel of Death or The Devil Himself?!

  Presented By Les Sober

A Salute To Eccentrics : Peter The Dog Trainer’s Sexual History With Female Sasquatch

Welcome to FYB’s Salute to Eccentrics Part 2 Featuring Peter The Dog Trainer. While We featured Peter the Dog Trainer in Installment One We became rather infatuated  with Peter in all Honesty. Peter to His Merit is Intensely Passionate, Little Left of Center, and has a Library of Crazy Shit He’s into.

Peter has a Prolific and Extensive Personal History when it comes to the Allusive Crypto Creature Known as BIGFOOT. Peter’s Father Allegedly Shot and Killed a Bigfoot in 1953, and Peter has the Degrading Remain’s of Said Bigfoot’s Severed Head in a Freezer at His Home.Peter has Toyed with the Idea of Training a Dog to Specifically Track and Hunt Down Sasquatches.

As We said Peter has had Multiple Encounters with the BigFoot Population throughout His. Peter claims He was approached by a Female Sasquatch Who in His words “Forced Me to have Sex with It”, AND could Very Well have a Hybrid Bigfoot Bastard Child as a result of the Encounter.

DON’T Take Our Word for it, Let Peter Tell You Via a Couple of His Videos. Enjoy.

The Moral of The Story is When You’r Out in the Woods WATCH OUT For Sex Starved Sasquatches Kiddies!

Presented By Les Sober