Big Foot does exist!

When I was a child I had the wildest imagination. For a few months, I thought that alligators were hiding under my bed. I now realize that I lived in a row house in the middle of the city and this would have been impossible. However, at the time, I was positive that if I were to actually get out of my bed at night to use the bathroom I would have been forced to wrestle an alligator in the middle of my bedroom floor.

I would whine and wake my mother who finally sat me down and, in her angriest voice, shouted that there weren't any "God damn gators" under my bed. Mystery solved.

I think big foot hangs out with those "God damn gators" that were under my bed.