From: John_-_Winston@cup.portal.com
Newsgroups: talk.religion.newage,alt.alien.visitors,alt.religion.kibology
Subject: Mom and Bigfoot.
Date: Sat, 23 Jan 93 17:25:34 PST
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Subject: Mom Blasts Bigfoot.
  Well it looks like Bigfoot has been fooling around again and this time 
someone shot him. Here we go with the low down on Bigfoot.....A courageous 
young  mother  fought off a vicious attack by an enraged Bigfoot - and left 
it bleeding and dazed, with a bullet wound in its massive chest. 
  In a bloody, no-holds-barred battle for her life, petite Jean Fluroux beat 
off the assault of the hulking, 8-foot monster who was determined to tear 
her to pieces.
  "If she hadn't kept her wits about her, she'd be dead now," said Royal 
Canadian Mounted Police Sgt. Paul Trevor.  "For some reason, that Sasquatch 
was out for blood..and the fact  that he was frightened off is amazing."
  Jean's harrowing encounter in the remote Saskatchewan wilderness with one of 
the hairy, apelike humanoids stunned veteran Mounties.
  "We've been laughing at stories about Sasquatch for years, so when we first 
heard the woman's story, we didn't believe her," Trevor said. "Amazingly, 
though, evidence at the scene of the incident gave us all the proof we 
needed."
  Jean, 22, was taking lunch to her husband, Giles, who was doing work for the 
government in the rugged, untamed Canadian Northwest. "I promised Giles I'd 
take food to him so he wouldn't have to waste time returning to the motor 
home we use when he's in the field," Jean told police. 
  About 20 minutes after leaving the campsite  with her rifle, Jean was making 
her way through an area of dense overgrowth. 
  "Just as I came out of the foliage into a snow covered meadow, I was almost 
overcome by the foulest odor I've ever smelled," recalled Jean. "And then I 
heard a bloodcurdling growl.
  "Thinking it was a bear, I shoved a round into the chamber of my rifle, but 
as I raised the gun a huge paw came out of nowhere, knocked it out of my 
hand and pushed me to the ground."
  Jean put her arms behind her and flung herself backward in a frantic effort 
to escape her attacker.  It was then that the giant Bigfoot loomed out of 
the vegetation, growling and flailing its arms.
   "I screamed in terror," shuddered Jean. "I could smell its foul breath and 
see the rage in its beady eyes."
  The maddened Sasquatch reached down, grabbed Jean's arm, pulled her against 
its massive chest and began to crush her against it. 
  "He was squeezing the life out of me," said Jean. "I was dizzzy. I knew if I 
didn't do smething fast I'd pass out."
  Trapped in the monster's  powerful arms, Jean did the only thing she could 
think of. She bit the nipple on the Bigfoot's chest. 
  "The moster let out the most terrible howl and pushed me away," Jean 
recalled. "As I fell, I spotted the rifle lying on the ground about two feet 
away.   Without even thinking about it, I rolled over twice, grabbed the 
weapon, raised it and fired."
  The Sasquatch had been holding its giant paw over the spot where it had been 
bitten.  The bullet tore through its hand and ripped into its chest. With a 
pined sigh, it collapsed, shuddered in a giant spasm and then lay still.  
  Jean fled to her motor home and contacted the police by radio. 
  "When we reached Mrs. Floroux, she spilled out her story," Trevor said. 
  "Then she led us to the spot where the attack happened. The Sasquatch was 
gone, but the signs of the struggle were all around.. blood, bits of 
foul-smelling black fur and gigantic footprints leading into the brush.
 "Mrs. Fluroux is a very lucky - and brave lady!"
JW The moral of this story is, don't fool around with Jean the mean machine, 
Bigfoot take a bath and change your deodrant..
Source of Material: November 3, 1992 Examiner page 19.
John Winston. 
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