Bigfoot. Where the Hell is He or She?

This topic has plagued me for years. I blame it on my brother, Tom. At the age of six, he convinced me this bipedal apelike creature roamed the Northwest. Bravo, Tom. Maybe just like the myth, he was just screwing with me. It scared the crap out of me. Not funny.

He also convinced his God Son there was a bengal tiger living in his basement. The mother of his God Son thanked him properly. “Thanks, Tom. Our terrified youth will never travel to Asia because of you, and I will never sleep.”

How about an encore of Godzilla, King Kong, Patrick Mahomes or the movie “Cocktail”? All providing nightmares.