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

So unimpeachably true (and surely has nothing to do with the discovery of the Half-Hovel Hotel), he had to repost it:

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Which schools, Pat? Such incidents would be on the news.
 
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So unimpeachably true (and surely has nothing to do with the discovery of the Half-Hovel Hotel), he had to repost it:

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Which schools, Pat? Threats would be on the news.
He's retweeted this several times in the past day and it still hasn't gained much traction, and almost no responses. Maybe he's trying to restart the media tour but it doesn't seem to be working so far.
 
Did this fat belligerent retard celebrate St. Patty's day by getting all dressed up in his fruity orange outfit and trying to antagonize strangers in bars again? I'd also ask if he was drinking to excess before/during doing this, but it's not necessary. Of course he did.

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Yes, Pat, you're a very tough customer. I hope he gets glassed. Or a Glasgow smile.

Oh what the fuck. Tiocfaidh ár lá, Paddy! Pigmen out of Milwaukee!
 
I really feel for the guy, sometimes. AFAIK he's not actually done anything worth having his livelihood fucked with (aside from his legal bullshit, I guess), he's just mostly extremely cringe.
yes he has. He tried to fuck with people's livelihoods via lawfare for calling him fat online. Every single problem he has is self-inflicted and there's very little reason to feel sorry for him other than whatever messed him up in childhood to make him this way.
 
Pat's currently pinned xeet is pretty funny I gotta admit. Those anonymous messages are really getting to him:
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the best part about this is that if anyone spends a nanosecond looking at his replies they'll see thousands of the same message sent from his account. it makes him look like a schizo
 
No one here fucks with him, and it is strongly discouraged. Next to that, he's done this entirely to himself. This isn't the place for empathy; he's an abhorrent person incapable of reciprocating those same feelings, and that shit is entirely wasted on him.

I hate when this thread is featured.
Everytime this thread is featured I feel dread knowing that the discussion will get derailed by retards for a couple days
 
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Ah yes, the "outside elements".
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So unimpeachably true (and surely has nothing to do with the discovery of the Half-Hovel Hotel), he had to repost it:

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Which schools, Pat? Threats would be on the news.
You know the atalker childs mean business when they threaten to shoot up multiple packed classrooms on... Sunday.
 
the best part about this is that if anyone spends a nanosecond looking at his replies they'll see thousands of the same message sent from his account. it makes him look like a schizo
“See my pinned thread and don’t be so gullible.”

>they check his profile and it’s just hundreds of, “this is why your life is already over, stalker. Enjoy prison.” It’s the perfect bit, he can’t control his abrasive behavior and the people that get the anon messages lose all sympathy when he talks down to them. Imagine being talked down to by a retard that sees this spam as a good use of his time.
 
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Everytime this thread is featured I feel dread knowing that the discussion will get derailed by retards for a couple days
No, child, talking about putting fish in his walls is in fact funny and clever. You have been instructed, many thousands of times, to find hypothetical pranks amusing. Enjoy Prison.
 
He's retweeted this several times in the past day and it still hasn't gained much traction, and almost no responses. Maybe he's trying to restart the media tour but it doesn't seem to be working so far.
Local news won't bring the exact same story twice, and after he sperged out at Javier for just *talking* to the atalkers, I doubt any independents will touch him ever again. Just like his wife.
 
No, child, talking about putting fish in his walls is in fact funny and clever. You have been instructed, many thousands of times, to find hypothetical pranks amusing. Enjoy Prison.
The most hilarious thing about putting fish in his walls will be his rage when his pepperoni ingredients find and eat the fish.

He walls some of the ingredients up so that they get good and lean, for a nice dry pepperoni.

The fishy flavour will contaminate his rich dried meaty roni.
 
I hope a pest rents his apartment and acts completely normal, then in 6 months time we start seeing many creative images on x of the PCJ and Ade knitted dolls “enjoying themselves” on the various furniture. That would make piggy seethe, and he’d not be able to pin it on a specific guest.

Has this been posted before?

A 2013 interview where Pat talks about food.


I hadn’t seen this one before, good catch. I wonder which retard spelt it filet “mingon”?
 
The most hilarious thing about putting fish in his walls will be his rage when his pepperoni ingredients find and eat the fish.

He walls some of the ingredients up so that they get good and lean, for a nice dry pepperoni.

The fishy flavour will contaminate his rich dried meaty roni.
“The cask of pepperoni” by Edgar Alien Tomlinpoe.
 
Pat's currently pinned xeet is pretty funny I gotta admit. Those anonymous messages are really getting to him:
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Imagine being some nobody out in real life, getting one of these random anonymous messages, going to his twitter, seeing him say "no, in fact I am not sending these messages to random people calling them stalker child", then seeing an account with thousands of posts of him calling random people stalker child. What are you supposed to make of this?

Cosmic levels of absurdity.
 
“The cask of pepperoni” by Edgar Alien Tomlinpoe.
A succession of loud and shrill oinks, bursting suddenly from the throat of the corpulent form, seemed to thrust me violently back. For a brief moment I hesitated, I trembled. Unsheathing my rapier, I began to grope with it about the recess; but the thought of an instant reassured me. I placed my hand upon the solid fabric of the hovel and felt satisfied. I reapproached the wall; I replied to the squeals of him who clamoured. I re-echoed, I aided, I surpassed them in volume and in strength. I did this, and the oinker grew still.

It was now midnight, and my task was drawing to a close. I had completed the eighth, the ninth and the tenth tier. I had finished a portion of the last and the eleventh; there remained but a single stone to be fitted and plastered in. I struggled with its weight; I placed it partially in its destined position. But now there came from out the niche a low laugh that erected the hairs upon my head. It was succeeded by a sad voice, which I had difficulty in recognizing as that of the stout Patruchio. The voice said--

"You're going to prison, stalker. You are mentally ill, child."

"The Pepperoni!" I said.

"Yes, child, you thought that was funny, didn't you? But is it not getting late? Will not I be enjooooying what happens to you next, Dan and Boomia and the rest?"

"Yes," I said, "you're not getting out of here until you pay Quasi!"

"I don't owe Quasi a penny, child!"

"Yes," I said, "for the love of Norm!"
 
I hope a complete normie rents his demi- chateaux, has a great stay sampling many of Milwaukee's many, many bars, then innocently says something like "Oh yeah, The Opie and Anthony show, I used to listen to them" and then Patrick unleashes a childing the likes of which the imaginary normie has never seen.
I love when cows interact with normal people.
 
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