With how he acts around police and judges, he'd end up with the maximum sentence on the self-swatting charge and get a few new ones too. Those Milwaukee cops who showed up at his house that night deserve a medal, since the average cop who stares down a violently morbidly obese drunk man with his tiny faucet micropenis and humongous manboobs shaking all about would just pull out the taser and make bacon out of that thing.
Thanks, I’ve never heard it referred to that way before. I guess that’d be the USA way of phrasing it.
I love it when a random bystander gets roped into Rick's madness. It's one of my favorite Pat tweet subgenres. A normal person confronted with Pat has no clue what the fuck is going on and reacts in a naturalistic, genuine way that no troll could ever hope to replicate, leading to very tasty, unique milk indeed.
Oh I feel ya bro. I never once thought I’d ever say the phrase “please stop trying to help me” but when your children are wanting to get involved in cooking etc, sometimes it’s just a pain in the ass.
It's a nice thought but I feel like Fat wouldn't have learned a thing if he stuck around to raise his daughter. Extreme narcissists make shitty parents. Can you imagine having this rotund cunt for a dad? Abandoning his daughter is one disgusting thing of many this portly porker has done, but one of the things that was likely for the best.
Isn't that some form of child abuse?
"Bad news, my fellow pedos. Someone's making a documentary exposing our many sex crimes. We can't sue him into silence because Fat Rick wasted all of our money trying to find who threw pieces of bologna on his front porch. So what do we do?"
LRH was probably far too gone into his Speed/Upper addiction to even know where he was when Fatrick was born. We could only hope and pray Salami McFaktrick ends his remaining days like LRH did.
Really?
I wonder if Obscura will discover or explore why SFWA hasn't been willing to hold its own members accountable?
He's going to step into traffic while calling some rando on twitter a child, and get flattened by a bus. One of the pests will bribe the cemetary security guard and quietly replace his headstone one night. In five hundred years his XXL coffin will be exhumed and his girthy mummified corpse put on display in the Smithstonian. A bronze plaque next to bones proudly proclaims their owner's name, Fatrick Sloblinson.
"Oh and let's send Paul Weimer to Vietnam on an. . .umm. . .scouting mission. . .for our next getaway retreat!"
And when that happens, will it be because he read your post?
People in the future are never going to believe people in the 21st century were so fat. It's like how some fundamentalist Christians believe Satan put dinosaur bones in the ground to lead people astray from the truth of the world's creation.
