Granite City Disco Bigfoot

(somehow it's not a weed strain... yet) Sunken Secrets #4

In the late 1970s, while the rest of America was enjoying tuned-down muscle cars and the peak of disco, Granite City was experiencing a flap of Bigfoot sightings. And, I’m here to tell you all about it — assuming you are a paid subscriber to Sunken Press.

That’s right, folks, this is another Sunken Secret (sell-out) story for all 30 of you who pay for local, part-time, independent, leftist media. We appreciate you and plan on rewarding your financial contributions with more stuff in the future (and more ways to give us money for merch and bonus content. If we get a hundred of y’all we may even start an OnlyFans — hubba hubba a-wooooo-ga!).

If you are on the fence about giving us $8 a month, we understand. Shit is hard out there. You probably spend $8 a month on way better shit than Granite City Disco Bigfoots. If so, let me know what that is, because Granite City Disco Bigfoot sounds like a crazy strain of sativa, and I’m ready for a cryptid, size-24 panic attack.

Anyway, for those lucky 30 of you, buckle up. It’s time to get into the tales of Granite City Disco Bigfoot. DISCLAIMER: DISCO IS NOT ACTUALLY INVOLVED. I JUST ASSUME IT WAS PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND.