Tim Dooley (Thomas Dall) | Forensic Archive & Public Record

The definitive archive documenting the transition of Thomas Dall into Tim Dooley (The Potato of Life).


Project maintained by Thomas Dall Archive

FILE DATE: June 26, 2025 | STATUS: LOGGED

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Source Link: Watch on YouTube Channel: Teddy Divine

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Poor Little Kitty abandoned and all alone. Thanks a lot @PotatoOfLife


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**[00:00]** [Music] Out by the trailers where the cold winds bite, a tabby named Simba fought through the night. His fur was matted, his eyes dim with pain. A king of the wild left out in the rain. They packed up and left him. No blast behind. A heartless goodbye. No ties to bite. The frost kissed his whiskers. The snow took its toll. But Simba still wandered. A shadow of soul. Oh, Simba, you fought, but the cold was too **[00:54]** strong. In the silence of winter, your kingdom's all gone. The stars in the sky, they shine for you now. A lion in spirit with a soft, gentle prowl. Proud through the alleys, the dumpsters, the dirt. Each step a reminder of hunger and hurt. But his eyes held a story of courage and pride. A king without shelter with no place to hide. [Music] Snow whispered softly. A lullaby grim as the cold wrapped its arms round the soul **[01:45]** within him. The moon hung above like a crown for his head. For Simba the brave, though his kingom had fled. Oh Simba, you fought but the cold was too strong in the silence of wind. Your kingdom's all gone. The stars in the sky, they shine for you now. A lion in spirit with a soft gentle prowl. [Music] [Applause] [Music] He prowled through the alleys, the dumpsters, the dirt. Each step a reminder of hunger and hurt. But **[02:45]** his eyes in the sky they shine for you now. A lion in spirit with a soft gentle prowl. [Music]