Tiny Tim

Ah, romance ... a wonderful thing that is spoiled by bad breath and body odors.

Squirrels eat them to keep warm, and I'm going to do the same.

Tiny Tim proudly wore his long hair messed up, and during the twenty-five years Mr. Plym knew him, he never once picked up a comb.

Well. I drink it. ... Yeah it has everything in it that you need it's got the onions. it's got the peppers. the tomatoes said 'It's a great healthy drink.' So I drink the salsa. and then I eat the raw potatoes. and grapefruit.

Oh no no no no this is all I need.

To touch them would ruin it. The important thing is just to have them near me.

However, I still yearn and love to sing love songs to young, beautiful girls. My private parts may not function too well, but my heart for love and romance is on fire.

everybody's good.

I used to love Jessica Hahn, but now I love Stephanie Bohn.

I was trying to create the type of a fantasy I was trying to live in.

nothing's impossible you know the good Lord said that in the scriptures. you know nothing's impossible with him and uh. and certainly that's the only answer I can tell right as long as there's life uh uh there's always a way.

The reason I started that [long hair] was uh to have something to go along with the high. voice i uh I felt that uh really it was a creation i I never advocated long hair for anybody. i only did this believe it or not to to go along with the style.

He used only Bounty Microwave or Job Squad disposable paper towels after his baths. Thought any cloth towel was a bit suspect.

He brushed his teeth four times a day with his own combination of Gleem, Macleans and Crest. Thanked God for Plax and was never without his Butler gum pick.

He could tell you every name of every song, who wrote it, who recorded it and in what year. He could tell you how it did on the charts and what he was wearing when he bought it and in what store.

He was pleased to report that he played a prison now and again.

Maybe he was just a guy who used Nivea Night Creme and European Collagen Complex every night of his life so he could appear as young as he was when he really was famous.

Khaury would do nothing but be alone in his bedroom for the next few years, listening to records and studying them. Herbert spent countless hours in his room, and it worried his parents. As a result, they offered him vocal and guitar lessons to leave the house. He declined as music was the only teacher he needed.

My campaign fizzled as flat as this beer.

The campaign had been his manager's idea, Tim said, 'and I just went along with it, but it never seemed to catch fire.'