In Loving Memory of Bigfoot

I will always remember the first time I saw bigfoot.

It was a lovely June day in 1944. Me and Churchill were walking along a deserted coast of Great Britain, and then suddenly out of the trees came the biggest loudest smelliest mess ‘o hair I’d ever did see…. And there he was. With just the biggest goofiest smile on his sweet hairy face. We fell in love immed... more >

I will always remember the first time I saw bigfoot.

It was a lovely June day in 1944. Me and Churchill were walking along a deserted coast of Great Britain, and then suddenly out of the trees came the biggest loudest smelliest mess ‘o hair I’d ever did see…. And there he was. With just the biggest goofiest smile on his sweet hairy face. We fell in love immediately!

To this day, I can still remember the sweet words that "Harry’ said to me.

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Jolly good,eh!