Viewer's decided that I will show the Juvenile Bigfoot next.
The last time I saw it I was very young, My dad had it out unwrapped on the garage floor. My mother came in saw it and flipped. It was the next year my dad at Thanksgiving brought the large male head in from the Sasquatch they named Necrosis on a large serving tray in place of the Turkey. Its real heavy when my dad put it down on the Chippendale breakfront, it made a sound like creaking wood. My mom once again didn't think my fathers antics where humorous, she started screaming at him to get that poor creature out of her house. She was hysterical, ran out of the house and went to Grandmas. She returned after my dad moved out and took all the Sasquatch and the other thing with him. I remember her calling the Salvation Army about coming and picking up Chippendale breakfront, she didn't step foot into that room until it was gone. I remember her buying lots of bleach.
While my mom was at Grandma's my dad took us fishing. I remember night fishing and going along the shore looking for Sasquatch, we saw none.