I'd like to hit bigfoot with my station wagon, think he was dead and strap him to the roof of my station wagon. Get home discover he's really alive, teach him to sit with the aid of sugar cubes. Find out he's not a fan of blue cheese dip and teach my snobby daughter some manners. Then maybe he gets loose in the city, I track him down with my self taught Bigfoot yell. Then I'll probably take him back to the forest in my station wagon with the aid of fish fillets, once in the forest I slap the s **t out of him, out of love. He'll probably be hunted by a bald hunter who throws our dog about 20 feet. But I'm thinking Bigfoot (we've probably named him by now, Larry, Terry, Barry...something like that) catches my dog and gives the bald hunter a shame on you look, said bald hunter will probably kick Bigfoot in his sack. Once the bald hunter is spared and his bald head stroked by the Bigfoot he will shake his hand and come to terms that he was wrong for hunting a Bigfoot. In the end we are all richer for the experience, Bigfoot will go on his way, when he does I see all sorts of Bigfoots come out of hiding and we all have a good laugh.
Anyways, that's just one way I'd like to experience Bigfoot. Hope they find him.
Good one!!
