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At least some good writing is created in Fatpig's vicinity.Now this is good writing.
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At least some good writing is created in Fatpig's vicinity.Now this is good writing.
No, little stalker child. Ukraine didn't lose. No child, the government-in-exile is still Ukraine. They will still win child.I want Ukraine to lose the war just so I can see how Fat spins it into him still being right.
This is better than anything Pat has written in his entire life. Holy shit.Not too long ago, I got a job that required me to move to Wisconsin. I thought Wisconsin would be a quiet, bland state known for its cheese and beer.
Nope.
First night I’m there, someone steals the stereo out of my car. I called the police but all they did was take my report over the phone. They even told me that it was probably one of the numerous *ahem* melanated children in the area and that it was better if I kept my valuables inside. There were so many of these children that I thought I was the only cracker in this box.
Then I met Fat Rick.
He introduced himself to me when I was moving some of my stuff in. I was taken aback by his rather piggish appearance, but I smiled and shook his hand. We got to talking and he mentioned he was an author and an amateur pizza chef. He seemed rather pleasant even if he did come off as a bit stuck up like he was smarter than everyone else. But it was nice knowing I had a friendly face to talk to.
About a week had passed and my living situation hadn’t improved. My car got stolen twice and my boss seemed like he could care less. But I did swing by a used book store and found the books Fat Rick had written. They were in the bargain bin for a dollar a piece and after reading a few pages, I could see why. But they made for a great conversation piece when I bumped into him again and asked him to sign my books.
My life got better after he signed my books but I feel like it came at a terrible cost. It started when I found that nobody had touched my car. It was a pleasant surprise at first but at the same time I noticed missing child posters on the light posts in my neighborhood. When I came back from work, I noticed that the number of missing child posters had grown to two. I drove to work the next morning and I found the number of posters had grown to four. That evening, I saw eight black mothers gathered on the corner of my street holding a candlelight vigil with members of my newfound community gathered around.
I joined the vigil in silent prayer for the missing children. But after a couple of minutes, I smelled something... savory. I looked around and I saw my neighbor Fat Rick carrying several plain white pizza boxes. I thought it was strange someone would bring pizza to a vigil for missing children, but members of my community tearfully thanked him.
"Oh Fat Rick" one of the mothers said as she sniffed away tears. "Your pizza's always so good. I don't know how you do it."
"Hush darling" Fat Rick said in a soft, compassionate tone. "If you need me to bring you food, you just let me know. I'll do anything to help."
Soon, other members of the community began helping themselves to Fat Rick's pizza. I even found myself taking a slice. When I bit into it, I noticed the pepperoni was unlike any pizza topping I had ever eaten before. It had a uniquely bold flavor that seemed to occupy every taste bud on my tongue. I remarked "This is good, Fat Rick. What's your secret?"
"I hand make every ingredient. I make my own dough, I grow my own tomatoes, I use only the freshest Wisconsin cheese, and I even grind my own pepperoni."
I chatted with Fat Rick while I watched the grieving mothers eat the pizza. I noticed a smirk creeping across the corners of Fat Rick's mouth every time one of the mothers took a bite but I didn't think much of it at the time. Sadly nobody ever knew what happened to those children. But there were two things I knew from the day the posters started going up. The first being that nobody seemed to mess with my property any more. The second being that Fat Rick Sean Thomlinson makes a damn good pepperoni pizza.
Is something stopping a man from homeschooling his kids?Good thing finding a woman who is willing to homeschool her kids and doesn't see it as some devastating patriarchal punishment that keeps her away from her true calling as a wagie is easy these days.
It would sell better than Pat’s sludge and proceeds could go to his daughter.I like the idea of a collection of horror-themed short stories about Fatrick.
TALES FROM THE PEPPERONI GRINDER
It actually is. You think most women who want to be moms DON'T want to be stay-at-home moms while they're at it? American trust of public schooling has literally never been lower. I think it's at 30% or close to it.Fuck. I should have known that post would powerlevel me.
That's also pretty depressing.
edit: unless I'm looking at the wrong book there's also illustrated gay blowjobs. Good thing finding a woman who is willing to homeschool her kids and doesn't see it as some devastating patriarchal punishment that keeps her away from her true calling as a wagie is easy these days.
I get the idea, but if the proceeds of trolling are going to be used to needle Pat, they should be used on something he cares about. Like hosting costs for onaforums, or suing Tor to recall and destroy physical copies of Starship RepoIt would sell better than Pat’s sludge and proceeds could go to his daughter.
Nice try Vladimir VladimirovichI want Ukraine to lose the war just so I can see how Fat spins it into him still being right.
Not only that, but it’s truly superb. I read it last night while I was a little tipsy and thought maybe it wasn’t quite as hilarious as it was to me. I just reread it and it’s absolutely as great as I thought it was. @thismanlies I’m calling it: You’re a past or future National Book Award winner.This is better than anything Pat has written in his entire life. Holy shit
No. I guess you just got to find a woman with higher pay than you so it makes sense for you to leave work. I know a lot of women who say they wouldn't date a man who makes less than them, and it doesn't really make sense to be the higher earner and also quit work to be the one to homeschool. I don't think staying home and giving your kids a proper education is something shameful for a man or a woman to do.Is something stopping a man from homeschooling his kids?
He might be needled knowing the people he hates are supporting his child when he refuses to. Kiwis who are more eloquent than I am have written about this. The problem is while maybe it should be emasculating, in this case it might not be. But on the other hand, it’s nice when big bad evil terrorist forums do something magnanimous and kind.I get the idea, but if the proceeds of trolling are going to be used to needle Pat, they should be used on something he cares about. Like hosting costs for onaforums, or suing Tor to recall and destroy physical copies of Starship Repo
Dude I like you and all but this is utterly worthless as proof of anythingNot only that, but it’s truly superb. I read it last night while I was a little tipsy and thought maybe it wasn’t quite as hilarious as it was to me. I just reread it and it’s absolutely as great as I thought it was. @thismanlies I’m calling it: You’re a past or future National Book Award winner.
Someone from the thread PM’d me to ask for IDs about which famous ppl are aware of Pat and can’t stand him. I’m def never going to give names, even privately, but here’s a redacted screenshot (with checkmark visible) from the first time I discovered a friend of mine isn’t a fan of Fat. I’d just messaged him shots of Fat using Annabelle as Twitter points fodder after the Roe v Wade news broke:
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I had to redact some info that would have possibly identified both of us, but you get the idea.
I don’t feel the need to prove anything. I was asked via PM if I’d name names, I said no and told the person I’d post this for fun. Your approval is neither sought nor desired.Dude I like you and all but this is utterly worthless as proof of anything
if you don't feel the need to prove anything, then maybe you shouldn't vaugepost on Kiwi FarmsI don’t feel the need to prove anything. I was asked via PM if I’d name names, I said no and told the person I’d post this for fun. Your approval is neither sought nor desired.
Fixed that for you.I don’t feel the need to prove anything. I was asked via PM if I’d name names, I said no and told the person I’d post this for fun. Your approval is neither sought nor desired, child.
“Some random ostensibly famous person thinks Pat is fat” so what big whoop, give us a name. You can have a blue check and be basically a nobody on Twitter, it doesn’t mean that much.Not only that, but it’s truly superb. I read it last night while I was a little tipsy and thought maybe it wasn’t quite as hilarious as it was to me. I just reread it and it’s absolutely as great as I thought it was. @thismanlies I’m calling it: You’re a past or future National Book Award winner.
Someone from the thread PM’d me to ask for IDs about which famous ppl are aware of Pat and can’t stand him. I’m def never going to give names, even privately, but here’s a redacted screenshot (with checkmark visible) from the first time I discovered a friend of mine isn’t a fan of Fat. I’d just messaged him shots of Fat using Annabelle as Twitter points fodder after the Roe v Wade news broke:
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I had to redact some info that would have possibly identified both of us, but you get the idea.
I’m not putting friends on KF’s or the pests’ radar. Block me if it bothers you.“Some random ostensibly famous person thinks Pat is fat” so what big whoop, give us a name. You can have a blue check and be basically a nobody on Twitter, it doesn’t mean that much.
so why mention itI’m not putting friends on KF’s or the pests’ radar. Block me if it bothers you.
This has as much verification as fat tits' hand sales, so it's scientific fact as far as he's concerned. And really, Fat Rick believing it might be true is way better than passing the sniff test for any of us“Some random ostensibly famous person thinks Pat is fat” so what big whoop, give us a name. You can have a blue check and be basically a nobody on Twitter, it doesn’t mean that much.