cocomom's Profile
Tim was sweet and sensitive.
When he was little Tim would dress up as Santa every Christmas Eve with a silly beard and hand out presents he bought at the dollar store. He would never break character and insist that none of the rest of us spoil the story either. That went on for years.
Tim had this yellow fedora he got from his Grandpa (who had a matching blue one). When he put it on he was his long lost twin brother Richard. He always was so disappointed that he missed seeing his brother who happened to come when Tim was out.
Tim cared deeply about injustice and evil in the world. He would get so upset and indignant about things like police brutality to Occupy Wall Street protesters or Ferguson or the like.
He wanted to move out of Florida after Scott and Bondi got re-elected.
Tim was funny.
My god but he loved to laugh. Monty Python, Douglas Adams, Black Adder, Dave Berry.
He and Rochelle would actually laugh so hard that they would roll around gasping for air. Gaki No Tsukai a Japanese show I just mispronounced was a favorite. Mystery Science Theater.
He had 3 favorite jokes. One was impossible long and very stupid and I can’t remember it, thankfully. Here are the other two.
A man is sitting at a bar when a panda walks in and orders a sandwich. The panda eats his food then pulls out a gun, shoots the mirror behind the bar, and then calmly walks out. The man sys “What the hell?” to the bartender. The bartender rummages around under the bar and finds a dictionary. He puts in on the bar and says “:He’s a panda. Look it up.” The man finds the entry for panda and reads. "Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves."
Tim loved that joke because he loved the language and always had to have grammar and punctuation right. Here’s the next joke which he got from his Grandpa.
There was a writer who made some good money and bought a secluded ranch in the most deserted part of Montana so he could get away and write in seclusion. After he had been there a couple of weeks he was getting lonely. He saw a pickup off in the distance driving towards him. When it finally arrived a scrawny old cowpoke with missing teeth got out and said
”Howdy.”
Hello. Good to see someone else out here.
Well, I reckoned it was time to welcome you to our little neck of the woods. We don’t get too many new folks.
Thanks, I love it here.
Well, we thought it might be nice to have us a little party to welcome you.
Wow, that’d be great!
Now I have to tell you about parties out here. I don’t know your religion or nothin but there might be some drinkin.
Oh that’s ok. I take a drink or two myself
Well, there might be some swearin and gamblin.
I’m fine with that.
Might be some dancin.
I like dancing.
And, you know, with that drinkin and dancin and all, one thing might lead to another and there could be some kissin and some sex….
Well, that’s ok, if consenting adults want to, that’s natural. Listen, this sounds great. What can I bring?
Oh, you don’t hafta bring nuthin. Won’t be but you and me.
When he was little Tim would dress up as Santa every Christmas Eve with a silly beard and hand out presents he bought at the dollar store. He would never break character and insist that none of the rest of us spoil the story either. That went on for years.
Tim had this yellow fedora he got from his Grandpa (who had a matching blue one). When he put it on he was his long lost twin brother Richard. He always was so disappointed that he missed seeing his brother who happened to come when Tim was out.
Tim cared deeply about injustice and evil in the world. He would get so upset and indignant about things like police brutality to Occupy Wall Street protesters or Ferguson or the like.
He wanted to move out of Florida after Scott and Bondi got re-elected.
Tim was funny.
My god but he loved to laugh. Monty Python, Douglas Adams, Black Adder, Dave Berry.
He and Rochelle would actually laugh so hard that they would roll around gasping for air. Gaki No Tsukai a Japanese show I just mispronounced was a favorite. Mystery Science Theater.
He had 3 favorite jokes. One was impossible long and very stupid and I can’t remember it, thankfully. Here are the other two.
A man is sitting at a bar when a panda walks in and orders a sandwich. The panda eats his food then pulls out a gun, shoots the mirror behind the bar, and then calmly walks out. The man sys “What the hell?” to the bartender. The bartender rummages around under the bar and finds a dictionary. He puts in on the bar and says “:He’s a panda. Look it up.” The man finds the entry for panda and reads. "Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China. Eats, shoots and leaves."
Tim loved that joke because he loved the language and always had to have grammar and punctuation right. Here’s the next joke which he got from his Grandpa.
There was a writer who made some good money and bought a secluded ranch in the most deserted part of Montana so he could get away and write in seclusion. After he had been there a couple of weeks he was getting lonely. He saw a pickup off in the distance driving towards him. When it finally arrived a scrawny old cowpoke with missing teeth got out and said
”Howdy.”
Hello. Good to see someone else out here.
Well, I reckoned it was time to welcome you to our little neck of the woods. We don’t get too many new folks.
Thanks, I love it here.
Well, we thought it might be nice to have us a little party to welcome you.
Wow, that’d be great!
Now I have to tell you about parties out here. I don’t know your religion or nothin but there might be some drinkin.
Oh that’s ok. I take a drink or two myself
Well, there might be some swearin and gamblin.
I’m fine with that.
Might be some dancin.
I like dancing.
And, you know, with that drinkin and dancin and all, one thing might lead to another and there could be some kissin and some sex….
Well, that’s ok, if consenting adults want to, that’s natural. Listen, this sounds great. What can I bring?
Oh, you don’t hafta bring nuthin. Won’t be but you and me.
