If you’re one of the millions of people who thought Bigfoot was a scary, aggressive monster, you thought wrong. It turns out he’s just misunderstood.
Well, that’s the way Graham Roumieu sees it, anyway. The author/illustrator has written a trio of books from the perspective of Bigfoot himself, the latest of which hits bookstore shelves this Tuesday.
The books, filled with hilarious watercolor illustrations to accompany the equally humorous text, paint a pathetically funny version of everyone’s favorite mysterious forest creature.
“In Me Own Words: The Autobiography of Bigfoot” aims to set the record straight about Bigfoot and his life, offering a glimpse of what the hairy beast does when he’s not eluding cameras. It opens with a page titled “I am not chewbacca,” with a picture of Chewbacca with his eyes crossed out. “Me think chewbacca jerk. He no can act. He ride Bigfoot coat tails,” Bigfoot writes. “He all messed up on crack me think…Bad wookie. Bad.”
The book goes on to detail Bigfoot’s imagined time in Vietnam and his smelly cat, Craig, and it ends with Bigfoot pleading for people not to spray him with holy water when they see him because it has no effect.
The scribbled writing, butchered grammar and hand-painted illustrations make for a charming, unique experience, as if one is actually reading the thoughts of a socially inept monster.
“Me Write Book: It Bigfoot Memoir” furthers the ideas of “In Me Own Words,” going into more depth with Bigfoot’s life. It chronicles his brief period of immense fame and popularity during the ’70s and ’80s and then his decline into alcoholism and self-destruction. The book even details his difficult youth (“Bigfoot have marginalized youth. I the little Bigfoot nobody wanted”) and his attempts at a “comeback” (“All sort of plan in works. Frankly, this book big part of it. Think of call it ‘No More Bigfoot Lie, Bitchez.’).
Roumieu’s latest glimpse into the psyche of a monster, “Bigfoot: I Not Dead,” will be available this Tuesday to offer up more hairy gut-busting goodness.

The books may shine light on a gentler, more lonely side of the mythical creature, but there’s also plenty of violence as well. The sections on Bigfoot’s feelings often are punctuated by phrases like “After I crush editor skull with fax machine,” and “Me too busy killing people in woods.”
The result is a brilliant, often bipolar portrait of a creature that has captured people’s attention and inspired their creativity for decades. The various anecdotes are not only fiercely funny but also incredibly random, touching on such topics as pet hamsters, poetry and Bigfoot’s own skepticism about UFOs.
But in the end maybe that hairy man walking in the background is destined to remain there, in the background, largely misunderstood as a scary, hairy killer.
“If Bigfoot give stuff away like santa I be everybody hero,” he writes. “Santa is fat, pandering bastard.”
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