Patrick Sean Tomlinson / @stealthygeek / "Torque Wheeler" / @RealAutomanic / Kempesh / Padawan v2.5 - "Conservative" sci-fi author with TDS, armed "drunk with anger management issues" and terminated parental rights, actual tough guy, obese, paid Quasi, paid thousands to be repeatedly unbanned from Twitter

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Putting bumper stickers on your laptop is even more of a chud move than putting them on your car.

Though I bet Pat's straight-3 Mustang has some doozies on it too, come to think of it. "Honk if you love pepperoni, Child".
There you go falling for Pat propaganda (Patpaganda? Propatganda? Needs to be workshopped.) again. The mustang has a 2 stroke, like a push mower, child.
 
Been a while, so I would just like to say that Fatrick is an obese, degenerate, narcissistic, low-T individual LARPing as a never Trump conservative badass. Rick is no firearms expert or martial artist. He is a drunkard, lives in squalor, and seeks shelter at a dingy bar. Him being weight-challenged relishes him to a sweaty and greasy state of existence. I truly pity Nikki, but at least she hit it, quit it, and moved on to Pringles Can John (PBUH). Fat cannot face reality and is relegated to writing Z-tier sci-fi novels as a form of escapism. His autism has crippled his social interaction and made him incapable of being a loving father in any remote capacity. On one hand we should feel sorry for Rick and the sorrowful journey which leads him to search for answers in the bottom of a beer mug in a dimly lit bar. On the other, he provides endless entertainment and just cannot resist biting the bait. Every. Fucking. Time.

Rick's suffering is self-inflicted. It is like Sisyphus continually rolling a rock up a hill, only for it to roll back down. Rick constantly feels the need to take to Twitter to avenge himself in the eyes of others-with further embarrassment inevitably resulting. Maybe one day Fatrick will gain a modicum of self-awareness and alter his poor lifestyle and dietary habits.

There is no justice in this world. PCJ was taken from us too soon. Good men die while utter scoundrels like Pat just weigh on the world. It is a sad truth, but we may as well derive amusement from the prison he is confined to by his own handicraft.

Rick is just an empty soul, an existential vacuum. He searches desperately for meaning, consuming anything (mostly food) he comes across. He is always trying his next grift to attempt to cultivate another image to publicly present. He is a skin-walker, an abstraction, and he is simply not there. He is confined to be a laughingstock who begs for attention of any variety forevermore. As a supreme autist he will never have a loving relationship, as all interactions are transactional. He is a void who merely attempts to satiate his existential dread with food. His search for meaning is futile. He will wander the earth laying salt in his wake and spread his faggotry wherever he may roam.
Also he's fat, ugly and smells like poo.
 
I cannot verify this, but I heard theres a hole cut in the floor of the car and Pat pushes it with his legs like the Flintstones
I've heard that that the Phatmobile has an experimental engine that actually generates negative horsepower, making every car in the immediate area slower. Also it runs on special high octane pepperoni and lukewarm beer (has to be from Hooligans).

I have also heard from one of my paid atalker networks that Patrick is stupendously obese, just a gargantuan lard of a human. Stunningly corpulent, like the prize pig at a county fair, but half as charming and twice as fat. Can anybody confirm?
 
Reminds me of this one I had with him back in february

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Jesus christ, even as a thumbnail that thing is atrocious. Only Pat could be stupid enough to produce an exchange that long with people that obviously want to fuck with him. He's like that kid in school that thought if he just responded to bullies in a matter of fact way they would realize how stupid they were and go home to kill themselves or something. Truly delusional.
 
Piggy is having a very quiet night. Given there was a mass shooting today he's usually in the thick of it, but a few tweets about July Forth and that's it.

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He's too busy drinking with his friends and partying and having a good time. Let him take ten minutes away from the party to tell you how wrong you are though.
Remember a few days ago when Pat was schooling Twitter about impersonators? In light of recent discoveries this tweet is hilarious
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"Should I change my name?" - Torque Wheeler
Man who doesnt leave his fart couch with his laptop constantly jacked into twitter seems to think there is no seperation of online life and offline life. We finally got Patrick to admit to his addiction, he knows he does jack shit irl.
 
The only difference between him and Brianna Wu is that he hasn't trooned out yet. They have the same kind of delusions.
This entire charade attempting to fake his way to becoming a car authority is probably all just a ruse to get Brianna Wu’s attention. Has BW literally ever acknowledged even one of the hundreds of tweets he’s tagged shim in? It’s pathetic.
 
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