Okay, welcome to the podcast. I don't do this much anymore, but I'm going to talk for just about 45 seconds.

This podcast has three stories. The first two are

fine for anybody to listen to their family friendly. The third one is a story I

wrote.

There are three or four words of profanity in the story.

They're really not that bad.

They're kind of funny.

But I want to warn you ahead of time, listen to the first two and if profanity offends you,

don't listen to the last one.

Are you ready for three good stories?

All right, here we go.

Here's a good Bigfoot story. It's a Bigfoot kind of, I think it's Bigfoot dog man, but it's not very long.

Here we go. I grew up in the small town of Spotsville, Kentucky. As a

backwards kid, I did everything one does when you have no social media for entertainment and

aren't scared of the mud. Back then, Spotsville was a small neighborhood

community and it still is. It's situated on the Green River and it boasts two Baptist

churches and no grocery stores.

And legend has it that there are catfish the size of school buses in that river.

My childhood home was unique in that it sat on the tallest hill in

spotsful overlooking the river. A large bay window offered a panoramic view of it

and the town that sat along its banks. That little Berg has a few claims to fame but as a third

generation resident I was shocked when the new kid in town told me about a legend that I wasn't

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