A sign seen near a recent 'Bigfoot sighting'. Looks
like a warning of some kind.
Copyright © 2009  thereisnobigfoot.com  All rights reserved.
My dog Checkers.  I don't know where he found that shirt.
A prominent Bigfoot researcher with his dick in a vice...again..
'JimF' at last years 305th Annual Bigfoot
Roundup Without Rounding Up An Actual  
Bigfoot™...roundup...in Macalester,
Oklahoma. Hey, next year, man!
Me, finally back to crimefighting.
THERE  IS  NO
BIGFOOT...
Folks, I just got the news, THERE IS NO BIGFOOT.

But Mr. Wizard, what is Bigfoot anyway?

It's never been fully defined, but it's supposedly a large, 8 foot tall,
man-ape-ape-manlike-ape-man hairy monster variously
spotted
traipsing through the boonies late at night.  Or whenever.  I think
most 'Bigfoot sightings' are just
Bea Arthur¹.  Which definitely
explains all the Bigfoot-at-a-casino sightings.

Why is there no Bigfoot?

Because, snerdly. Don't be a lump!

So why do I care then if it's just Bea Arthur¹ and stuff?

Don't you read the papers?  Didn't think so.  Regardless, somebody
has to get the word out that
Bea Arthur¹ is being improperly
misidentified as a Big Hairy Monster™.  Who's gonna do it?  You?  
You, Lieutenant Weinberg?  I care because somebody has to care.

So what's this crappy web site really about?  What's your Mission
statement?

Me getting all up in your business with a bad attitude and other
high jinx. Telling you that you don't get it and you never will.  And
by
you I mean you!
¹ - For the record, I have always been fond of Bea Arthur, and was truly sad at hearing of her passing recently. She did have a long life and she couldn't have been
disappointed in that. There was just something about her that was 'fuckin funny' to me. Sarcasm has never been portrayed better on TV. She alone was the single best reason
to watch Golden Girls - that is if you appreciate comedy gold. Maybe her best trait, besides the many that have probably been mentioned in outlets from here to Madagascar,
of course, was her ability to laugh at herself. Truly Bea, thanks for allowing me to drag your good name through the mud and yet still respect you in the morning.