So this is Tim - The Organiser
"Please, just don't call me a geek" sighed Tim as he waddled in for this interview. "......or Napoleon........" " or ....Martini......Titchy......... "or Beanie Butt........Judas....Runt" "or......... Hmph! " It was at about this point that the other Bearz got fed up and suppressed him. They then helped to complete this profile on his behalf. Sadly all of the above nicknames are entirely accurate for this particular
specimen of ursanity. Despite his protestations, Tim is indeed one of
the smaller bearz (being only about 6" tall). Unfortunately his
desire to compensate for this has turned him into one of the most irritatingly
enthusiastic members of The Hug [tm]. His pellet physique makes him
exceptionally posable and experienced visitors this site will already
have recognised him as a regular feature on several other pages. Indeed,
his willingness to get into the most extraordinary situations earned
him the title 'Martini' - "any time, any place, anywhere"
As the second Beanie bear to join the hug, it was Tim who formed 'Throw Up' (a group of militantly activist beanies) which helped 'out' Dougie, the hug's only actual (closet) Beanie Baby. Not content with this success (and the death threats), Tim has gone
on to bigger and better things; Pentiums mostly. He is never happier
than when he has his head under the cover of a CPU. In speed trials
he can strip a motherboard in under 30 seconds. And next year he's learning
how to reassemble them all - assuming he can regurgitate all the pieces
by then, that is. He got pretty voracious once he heard about the Intel
'Chip' and his personal quest is to find one that tastes OK.
In off-duty hours, Tim and Dougie are now the best of friends and share
a common passion for Steam Trains (like their Unca Nick). They can often
be seen hanging out at the local railway station, although their interest
in less in the steam engines than in the contents of the beer barrels
by the back door of the bar on the central platform.
Sadly Tim's eagerness to make himself useful has recently proved to be his downfall. Falling under the spell of some of the hug's more criminal elements he happily volunteered to help look after a sock who was staying temporarily in the hug HQ. Of course he wasn't to realise that this particular piece of footwear had actually been kidnapped and that the suitcase full of money he was carrying when apprehended was actually a ransom payment rather than Rowan's lottery winnings (as he'd been told).
At least that's his story and he's sticking to it.
Tim's gourmet adventures in Tech Support.....
Mouse abuse? Moi? Nah...... |
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