Tim Allen Appreciation Month: Day Twenty

i wrote a poem for tim, wanna hear it?

"HEY TIMMY, YOU'RE SO FINE
YOU'RE SO FINE, YOU BLOW MY MIND
HEY TIMMY. HEY TIMMY."

thank you, thank you.

so, i watched the six wives of henry lefay (2009). this was shit, because there's a 45 minute chunk in the middle where tim is completely absent. fark that shit. BUT. there was this bit where dharma chucked things at him & then he was naked.

but i dunno. i don't think it's truly him, it must be a double. if it was him, i would've felt something, deep within, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

in home improvement news, MARK WORE BLACK LIPSTICK.

tim dressed like a pimp & it was sexy (IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN).

and tim had an x-files dream (& it was sexy).

sometimes i think about things, things that i think would be excellent. then sometimes i draw those things & then it's like they're true!
i was thinking about what it would be like if tim allen were friends with richard belzer & gilbert gottfried. oh, oh, oh, it would be so great!
i think they would go & pick oranges, see! see!