Haha very funny story!
43 years ago, in a campsite in Whitehouse, a/an stupid camper named George W. had the adventure of his life. It all began in one moronic morning when George W. was hunting cows. He heard a arrogant roar louder than any cow he had ever heard. He went to check out what had made than sound, but he found nothing. Later that night, he heard the same arrogant roar, but this time he knew it was close by. He wondered off in the night and saw a/an faithful creature with red fur. George W. knew this had to be the faithful Bigfoot. George W. had to be careful, so he hid behind a nearby Bible. He started to think of cocaine, and his stomach started growling. Immediately, the beast turned around and fucked at George W.. Holy Cheney monkey, yelled George W., as the red beast reached him. George W. was never seen again, but legend says that you can still hear the screams of George W. around that campsite in Whitehouse.