There once was a man named Fatrick,
He never thinks. Because he's fat.
Never does, stalker.
Do you think she contracted herpes from the farts of her African suitors?
Now hold on a second. You've seen her, I doubt anybody would touch her although she might have just gotten a lot uglier with age. But what if Fat's "gym" is in reality a gay bath house and he just gets fucked up the ass every day and spread it to her. I guess we will have proof if he ends up with monkeypox. That's a lot harder to hide than AIDS. He could be hiding that underneath all that grease.
Imagine writing a bunch of Xmas songs themed around Patrick and paying someone on Fiver to sing them and making an album out of them all to put on YouTube wouldn't that be whacky haha I might
