My dad is a Tim Curry doppleganger. When I told him I will never watch Rocky Horror again due to that resemblance, he proceeded to show me a photo album of him cosplaying Frank-N-Furter.

Got nothing but love for Tim Curry’s work. Sadly just the mention of his name evokes images of my dad wearing women’s lingerie. Hopefully some of you find it as funny as my wife does.

He’s not dead. He just escaped to the one place that hasn’t yet been corrupted by capitalism.