Hate to break it to you all, but....I am Bigfoot.... Nice to meet you all.
Yeah, I know you are saying to yourself..."But Mr. Bigfoot, we thought you were some kind of forest creature." Well to tell you the truth I just got bored of scaring hunters/hikers and knocking the bee-jesus out of the rude bastiches who been stealing my jerky. So decided to shave down and move to Vegas, so I could see what all the fuss was about. One night at Tao and, let me tell you, when you have a choice of going poo in the SC wilderness or riding around in a "hooptie" with a "hoochie" (whatever that means) the choice is easy.
Now don't worry. I can't stay away from the woods forever and I'll be back soon enough to screw up your brains, mess up your campsites and moon your trail cams, but for now...well, what happens to Bigfoot in Vegas...no one believes anyway.