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

"You have been instructed, many hundreds of times, to cease contacting this phone number."

Have you started to notice a pattern about this "instruction," you dumb motherfucker? Or maybe just one more warning will be the one that magically makes it all go away.

I wonder if he still even thinks he's making any headway with this anymore, or if it's just down to banal repetition because he's got nothing else in his life and just blocking/ignoring texts like these would make it stop and leave him with nothing at all.
He replies because he secretly loves it. I need a fancy German word to encapsulate it but essentially: when you’re immensely angry so you try and regain power by asserting authority and through this get adrenaline even though you still feel rage as the end result. Like schadenfreude but inversed to yourself. He could simply block these numbers/ pay for truecaller/ change his number (good luck)/ ignore people but he chooses not to because he needs it. Either complusively or not. What’s the saying? Any attention is good attention?
 
Im seeing an awful lot of senryus and very few real haikus but then id argue Fat is so unnaturally fat any 575 poem about him is automatically a senryu
Senryu:
Trotters grasp the dark
The spiced machine grinds them fine
Sinful pepperoni
Thank you for provoking me to look up the definition of haiku and senryu @JJLiautaud

Haiku:
Stinky dark blast winds
foul the plains of Milwaukee
while Niki gets laid

Senryu:
Black fart autism
Seeps from vag to Kiwi-Farms
No more poetry!

Yah or nah?
 
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Thank you for provoking me to look up the definition of haiku and senryu @JJLiautaud

Haiku:
Stinky dark blast winds
foul the plains of Milwaukee
while Niki gets laid

Senryu:
Black fart autism
Seeps from vag to Kiwi-Farms
No more poetry!

Yah or nah?
Beautiful way better than my humble offerings.
 
He replies because he secretly loves it. I need a fancy German word to encapsulate it but essentially: when you’re immensely angry so you try and regain power by asserting authority and through this get adrenaline even though you still feel rage as the end result. Like schadenfreude but inversed to yourself. He could simply block these numbers/ pay for truecaller/ change his number (good luck)/ ignore people but he chooses not to because he needs it. Either complusively or not. What’s the saying? Any attention is good attention?

Einsatzgruppen?

 
I'm inordinately fond of "Porque Squealer." Especially as the other Squealer -- from neoreactionary philosophy anime Shinsekai Yori -- looks just like him! Must be a family resemblance.
 

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In honor of Pat’s potato nigger ancestry, a few limericks:

Everyone thinks Pat is gay
As he tweets his atalkers all day.
He’s a huge waste of life
Who’s in constant, dumb strife
And ashamed of his shit GPA.

There once was a moron named Patty
Or as we always called him, Fatty.
He dumped his own kid
Without making a bid
But thank God she got the best daddy.

There once was a dyke named Big Niki
About men she sure wasn’t picky.
She married a drunk
Who thinks he can dunk
But is really just tugging his dicky.

Pat will never be bony
Just fat, obnoxious and phony.
A big know-it-all
This Pat, he’s got gall
And constantly craves pepperoni.

Pat is so sweaty he’s glossy
He and his pedophile posse.
They’re litigious as fuck
And it’s very bad luck
That Pat still has to pay Quasi.

There once were 60 John Does
Against Fatrick they were all foes.
They laughed at his looks
And his shitty, gay books
But against Pat anything goes.
 
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Another lolsuit incoming? Also imagine being under criminal investigation for leaving a one star review on one of this fat turd’s book, or saying mean things about him. He really thinks he’s the next J. Edgar Hoover.
Just imagine all the memes, videos, texts and poems being submitted to a court as evidence, felony haikus child.
 
Boiled, unflavored potatoes and cabbages could never sate the hunger of Fatrick.
A hungry Fatrick mightn't be so picky. And it would be the salvation of his health. Fatrick mightn't be stealthy, having to 'child' every meanie on the way, but he's big enough to be a bullet sponge while eating good peasant fare. This big whiny Murrican could enter Russian folklore (like a bear but without the muscle or hair just flab) as a warning to naughty children.
 
A hungry Fatrick mightn't be so picky. And it would be the salvation of his health. Fatrick mightn't be stealthy, but he's big enough to be a bullet sponge while eating good peasant fare. This big whiny Murrican could enter Russian folklore (like a bear but without the muscle or hair just flab) as a warning to naughty children.
I would imagine without black child pepperoni, a diet of raw potatoes and cabbage would shrink him somewhat.
He would still be bearlike but also like one of those dogs with loose wrinkled skin.

“Hush babushka, and clean the dirt off your skin, lest the Fatriski mistakes you for a black child and ignores our offerings!”
 
In honor of Pat’s potato nigger ancestry, a few limericks:

Everyone thinks Pat is gay
As he tweets his atalkers all day.
He’s a huge waste of life
Who’s in constant, dumb strife
And ashamed of his shit GPA.

There once was a moron named Patty
Or as we always called him, Fatty.
He dumped his own kid
Without making a bid
But thank God she got the best daddy.

There once was a dyke named Big Niki
About men she sure wasn’t picky.
She married a drunk
Who thinks he can dunk
But is really just tugging his dicky.

Pat will never be bony
Just fat, obnoxious and phony.
A big know-it-all
This Pat, he’s got gall
And constantly craves pepperoni.

Pat is so sweaty he’s glossy
He and his pedophile posse.
They’re litigious as fuck
And it’s very bad luck
That Pat still has to pay Quasi.

There once were 60 John Does
Against Fatrick they were foes.
They laughed at his looks
And his shitty, gay books
But against Pat anything goes.
There once was a man named Torque
The nigger had a taste for pork
As he cried "hush, child!"
Patrick S. Tomlinson raped me in the cool dewy Spring of 1997
 
I'm inordinately fond of "Porque Squealer." Especially as the other Squealer -- from neoreactionary philosophy anime Shinsekai Yori -- looks just like him! Must be a family resemblance.
"I'm seeing double! Four Patricks!"

“Hush babushka, and clean the dirt off your skin, lest the Fatriski mistakes you for a black child and ignores our offerings!”
Legit hollering here!
 
God forbid you actually read what's on there, ya think we just write 800+ pages on someone for no reason at all, you NPC vaxxtard?

How hard ya reckon Pat clenches his jaw on a day to day basis? DonT leT the idioTs win, child.
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God bless the facT checkers always ready to correcT the record!

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Sorry Annabelle, but getting Twitter likes is far more important than you will ever be. Now fuck off and leave me alone, little baby child.
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Fucking hell fatrick.

Publicly make ignorant comments about something you know little about on a platform with instant ability for feedback, then make out people who know more than you are petty idiots picking apart your insight.

Was he born this stupid or did he get dropped on his head?
 
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