The truth is outed there:
Christopher Walken has fessed up:
So they found the body of Bigfoot in a freezer. Let that be a lesson to all you mythological creatures. When you borrow money from me, I expect it back.
Last month Bigfoot comes up to me. He says hes having a slow month, could I help? I say, What do you need? You want to meet with some producers? Talk to my agent? Work on my house?-- I got gutters you wouldnt believe.
He says, I need $100,000 dollars--. Wont tell me whats its for. I should have seen the warning signs. Hes on smack. But, for the kids, I give him the money. He promises two weeks.
So two weeks go by, wouldnt you know, no Bigfoot. His cellphone goes straight to voicemail, my emails get bounced back, real high school crap. I go looking for him, no address. I track him down to Georgia, the locals say he doesnt exist. This guy knows how to welch.
So finally I corner him in a Taco Bell on Route 6. Hes working beans. I say, Bigfoot, what are you doing here? You got $100,000 of my money.-- He gives me this sob story about a unicorn and a development deal. Im not listening. Im looking at the track marks in his fur.
I say, This is serious.--He says, What are you gonna do, bitch? Im 7 feet, 7 inches tall.--
Ill spare you the ugly details but suffice to say, nobodys going to be talking any more blurry photos of this guy.
Im not proud of my actions. I dont like leaning on creatures of folklore. But Im a businessman. I cant make exceptions.
See you tomorrow, griffin.
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