The Fearsome Critters of American Mythology

I honest to god can't believe he shaved his beard and left the 'stache. The beard looked good on him.

When I was a kid in the dairy country of Ohio, my family went to a neighborhood cookout/bonfire. The adults sent us kids on a snipe hunt in the dead of night so they could have some beers and a laugh. Us kids had an absolute blast jumping at shadows, sprinting across the field, and yelling for snipes. It was a ton of fun and one of my fondest childhood memories. ❤

Mr Wedigallen

goon has said 'and i love it so much' after the end of every critter its so funny

Why did you change the thumbnail for this? Also knock off the I'm sorry if this is racist crap the people that went after you like what a month or two ago or 3 months ago they've already decided they hate you they're not going to change their mind so knock it off

AHH yes, the magic spoon ad, aka the only one I look forward to seeing. Not going to lie, I thought that the cereal bars were going to get played off as Wendigoon and magic cereals lovechild in the ad read.

Like this comment, if you remember the original thumbnail design

Video would be better if there was pictures of the creatures in the the background like the tier list used for examples.

You know besides it being very fun to make up stories, the hugag does sound like a smaller mammoth variant that was heavily telephoned until it was written down. It's the only one that I could say comes from a real animal, one that frontiersmen and woodsmen finished off out of fear. Immensely long upper lip, seemingly no knees, and being hairy and roughly the same size as a moose, the last living megafauna on the globe, it's a decent description from people unlikely to really have elephants on the brain.

oh no, he's going crazy. he thinks he's talking to a cereal box and that he had a relationship with it even though he has a wife ;~;

Oh dude so THAT is the prank Mr. Fredrickson pulled on Russel in UP. I’m not American so I’d never heard of a Snipe

My father had a campfire story he always told us called the Headless Hunter.

It started with a dead man being found in an apple orchard leaned against a tree during the winter. His rifle was still in his hands, but his head was gone. There was only one set of tracks that just appeared going up to the tree and then disappearing. His head was never found, nor his killer

If you find a random set of boot prints in the snow around December you shouldnt follow them as it may lead you to the headless hunter. Hes looking to get revenge on his killer, but since he has no head, he cant tell who is who and will shoot anyone that approaches.

SO many ads. Fucking hell

What the fuck is that Mr John T Ballen Jr? Oh Isaiah it's you man don't give me a fright like that

Oh boy wah ho

I had no idea porcupines climb trees. Imagine one falling on you!

I like how the snoligoster had to have enough food for a proper meal before he eats

My parents sent all of us kids into the woods without flashlights to catch a snipe. My dad would just periodically kick a rock and go "I heard one!" and it would set off a kid stampede in that direction. Great memories!

SQUONK GANG RISE UP

Man door hand hook car door.

The Squonk, getting the recognition it DESERVES

Liking the Christian werewolf vibe.

He does a very good job at talking at somebody who hates existing for sure.

Mr.ballen???

Isn’t it crazy one of these could exist

Imagine one of these was real but it was just a deformed moose

Omg yay!! More reasons to hate being out past 9pm in rural Pennsylvania!!!(why did u do this to me)

Now I kinda want to make dnd stat blocks for these creatures

The only cryptids on here i knew were Paul Bunyon and The Hide Behind. The Hide Behind was on Harry Potter and on a special short for Gravity Falls

AITTO who still feels so oddly empty after a long-awaited Wendigoon post.. like. Not just sad. Like - STOP

STOP

I may be a sqwonk

I am the squonk.

Young man, I may resemble a squonk, especially the crying all the time (just kidding), but while I'm listening to your podcast I'm at my workbench repairing watches or working on firearms. Perhaps these are squonkish hobbies - that would explain a lot.

I was once taken on a snipe hunt. My dad had told me the secret so I immediately made my way to a duck nest I had spotted earlier in the day and headed back to camp. When I handed the dude who was the ringleader the sack with two ducks in it it was beautiful

I legit you were about to romantically embrace that cereal.

Respect for holding up the bag that shows how much is actually in a box.

Oh my goodness this is my favorite bit of lore. I used to love reading the fearsome creatures of the lumberwoods.

Not being an american made me very confused with the Sailcat Cow and Chicken episode, why would somebody make up such a specific supernatural creature for a campfire story

Now it's different, now I completely understand

what do you mean "mythology"? as in American mythology is like christian mythology? or does the latter hold a biased and special place in your heart making it magical and true?

When I was a Boy Scout, one scout wanted me to help string a third younger boy along on a snipe hunt. He must have assumed I knew what that was as I was the oldest in the troop, and though I was none the wiser I had enough intuition to play along. Standard snipe shenanigans ensue, the conspiring scout tries to startle the younger one by turning off the flashlights and yelling "snipe snipe snipe!" The younger scout wasn't impressed as he had heard of this sort of thing under a different name. I revealed then that I didn't know what a snipe was and he had conspired with and against the wrong scouts, so the only butt of the joke was the one whose idea it was to hunt snipes.

Why don't doctors ask Wendigoon where he's from?
He throws an apple atchya