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

[monstrous bubo]

I know it's probably been pointed out many thousands of times before, but the most fucked up detail of that whole thing is the waiting for Annabelle to be born part. In Rick's pro-choice worldview a baby doesn't exist until it's born. So to him killing Adrienne and the fetus before she gave birth wouldn't be evil enough.

No stalker child, this has nothing to do with his views on abortion. He wanted to make Adrienne suffer more by seeing her baby killed in front of her, before he killed her too. See also his tweet about giving someone’s kids a dog, waiting until the kids bonded with it, and then killing the dog. The baby or dog don’t exist even after they are born, except as ways to inflict more pain upon those who wronged him (or on their kids, who also don’t count).

It’s a good thing his threats to the pests are so impotent, because he would happily do terrible things to people or their families who even slightly dent his ego.

 

[An Sionnach Seang]

There's another explosive material made in Germany little over a decade ago that will be used in the future but currently it's so sensitive that just touching it can cause it to explode. If you move it, it'll explode. If it's in bright light, it'll explode. If you leave it undisturbed in a glass vial, it'll explode. If water touches it, it'll explode.

Spoiler: explosives sperging

I know the one you mean, it has the chemical formula C2N14; a few years ago an amateur Aussie chemist managed to make it in his garage, over the course of about 3 years, and found that although it detonated violently over about 100 °C and was fairly sensitive to impact, it was nowhere near as ridiculously sensitive as many people claim it is - it's gained a fearsome reputation because it's not easy to make, either requiring exotic reagents or multiple synthetic stages, and few have the incentive or the courage to try it themselves
it probably won't be used at a substantial scale any time soon, simply because there are plenty of other primary explosives that are much easier and cheaper to make

that said, if you want a primary explosive that's ridiculously sensitive, silver fulminate is an absolute brute of a thing, and that's been known since 1800

 

[Dean Pentel]

It’s a good thing his threats to the pests are so impotent, because he would happily do terrible things to people or their families who even slightly dent his ego.

I agree that it's good he's such a fucking lazy, stupid coward he'd never act against anyone himself.

I also think "people or their families" would exclusively be actually women and children because of the fact he's such a fat faggot with bitch tits he wouldn't dare square up on a man that could fuck him up. Some people might point out he took a swing at the cops but that doesn't count. As has been pointed out previously, it's a fetish of his and he knew the cops weren't actually going to kick his ass.

 

[Maude Snew]

he knew the cops weren't actually going to kick his ass.

Even though there was so much ass to kick. Because he's fat you see.

Some people might point out he took a swing at the cops but that doesn't count.

Does he even have the upper body strength required to throw a punch anymore? Not to mention wouldn't his limp wrist just shatter. I want to see him shoot his shit Chinesium gun now on the off chance that he breaks his own nose from the recoil.

Also I feel with hands that fat it would feel like being hit with a pillow, both because of the fat to bone ratio and his generally weak musculature that's all busy holding him upright.

 

[Red Frida]

Oh...god please tell me this means what I think this means and he is writing his own version of The Turner Diaries

Stop tempting a Patty redemption arc.

 

[reptile baht spaniard rid]

Also I feel with hands that fat it would feel like being hit with a pillow, both because of the fat to bone ratio and his generally weak musculature that's all busy holding him upright.

This may all be true, but you’re not a science fiction master author so you don’t realize for his fist to even reach you, it has to accelerate to a significant fraction of the speed of light just to escape the gravitational pull of his black hole of a belly.

Enjoy E=mc²

 

[Maude Snew]

This may all be true, but you’re not a science fiction master author so you don’t realize for his fist to even reach you, it has to accelerate to a significant fraction of the speed of light just to escape the gravitational pull of his black hole of a belly.

Enjoy E=mc²

General relativity dictates though that to accelerate an object to the speed of light you have to expend infinite energy, meaning he'd burn all the calories and fat so he'd be instantly thin and in shape. Which is of course purely academical as it is not tweeting or eating so he won't even consider it.

 

[The Taco Santo!]

This is Patrick, he'd skip the fistfighting and go right to the knife fight. Chain your left wrists together and get stabby, that's the measure of a man.

 

[AnOminous]

Also I feel with hands that fat it would feel like being hit with a pillow, both because of the fat to bone ratio and his generally weak musculature that's all busy holding him upright.

Imagine being so morbidly obese even your hands have their own mini-gunts.

 

[Huddy Ledbetter]

He should write a novel about uncovering the conspiracy behind the child stalker cult, "The Da Vinci Code" style.

When he was doing his press tour, being interviewed by MSM I genuinely thought it was because he was planning to write a non-fiction book about his war against the stlaker childs and he was trying to drum up interest.

It's possible that was his plan at the time. Unlike novels, publishers will often give an advance for non-fiction books before they're written, based on a proposal. I suspect he was hoping that some publisher would see his interviews and cut him a check so that he would have plenty of money for beer and bratwurst while he wrote the heart-wrenching saga of how a bunch of people said mean things to him on the internet. Of course that didn't work out because publishers have no interest in the life stories of white guys. Especially ones who are miserable belligerent cunts 24/7. So he had to move on to plan B: suing the police for doing their job.

 

[John Andrews Stan]

Of course that didn't work out because publishers have no interest in the life stories of white guys.

Publishing houses employ fact checkers and legal departments that do their level best to avoid exposing them to liability. Between his reliance on falsehoods and track record of losing his ass in multiple legal battles he retardedly initiated, publishers would not be clamoring to be associated with that bullshit. His only hope is to self-publish, but Piggy’s ego would never allow that.

 

[Sneedfully and Peacefully]

Has anyone made the joke yet about pat being a Milwaukee tool? I guess not because those are actually useful for projects, unlike Pat. Unless your goal is to eliminate an urban black population over several years or create a crater by dropping him from a great height (if you didn't notice, he's rather rotund).

 

[Maude Snew]

Has anyone made the joke yet about pat being a Milwaukee tool? I guess not because those are actually useful for projects, unlike Pat. Unless your goal is to eliminate an urban black population over several years or create a crater by dropping him from a great height (if you didn't notice, he's rather rotund).

Wrong as always, stalker. He is a master craftsman who has completed many projects around the house such as:
Salting his own soil

Using car care products as directed on the packaging

Tearing down and old fence and giving himself cancer from burning the pressure treated wood

Building a new fence the wrong way around

Giving himself more cancer by building shitty chairs out of pressure treated wood

He really loves his pressure treated wood.

 

[ForTheHoard]

He really loves his pressure treated wood.

Copper poisoning can cause severe inflammation so it checks out.

 

[Roland TB-303]

Copper poisoning can cause severe inflammation so it checks out.

Wrong in every last delusional detail as always stalker, copper poisoning is actually good for you. Wait for the knock.

 

[Sexy Senior Citizen]

He really loves his pressure treated wood.

He loves putting pressure on the wood.

He's very fat, you see.

 

[AutoClownMaker]

Of course that didn't work out because publishers have no interest in the life stories of white guys. Especially ones who are miserable belligerent cunts 24/7.

The story of a miserable belligerent cunt who suffers can sell. Or achieves redemption.

But the story of said cunt who thinks he's not a cunt and is instead suffering and thinks he's a stand up guy who's never letting the idiots win? It would require a level of skill The Fatprick lacks.

The story of a man who didn't do nutten and was just standing on the corner, minding his own business and a cult keeps saying you are fat? Who follows that story? The kind of people on Nazi stalking websites and that demographic is hard to pitch as a market you want to cater to.

The story The Fatprick wanted to tell of a comedian who told a joke, got a cult of stalkers all locked up, and is now rich from his optioned book IS "writing what you don't know".

 

[Roland TB-303]

The story of a miserable belligerent cunt who suffers can sell. Or achieves redemption.

But the story of said cunt who thinks he's not a cunt and is instead suffering and thinks he's a stand up guy who's never letting the idiots win? It would require a level of skill The Fatprick lacks.

The story of a man who didn't do nutten and was just standing on the corner, minding his own business and a cult keeps saying you are fat? Who follows that story? The kind of people on Nazi stalking websites and that demographic is hard to pitch as a market you want to cater to.

The story The Fatprick wanted to tell of a comedian who told a joke, got a cult of stalkers all locked up, and is now rich from his optioned book IS "writing what you don't know".

In a world…
Where peace is a luxury...
And standing still is a revolutionary act...

One man...
Did nothing.
And that...
Was his greatest crime.

He didn't ask for fame...
He didn't ask for fortune...
He didn’t ask for nothing…

But they...
They wouldn't leave him alone.

A stalker cult...
With one mission:
To bring him down,
By any means necessary.

They call him... FAT.
But is it the truth...
Or just a twisted game?

This summer...
(Explosions)
Sometimes doing nothing…
Means facing up to everything.
But doing nothing…
Might be the last thing you do.

Why Us?

Coming soon to a theatre near you.

 

[NaggotFigger]

Today’s mass ragepigging frenzy. Rick got farted in the face like Niki gets her vagina farted by niggers. Brace the pepperoni impact, stalkers.

Spoiler: Pig rage

 

[Gauf]

Pat is mentally 13 years old.