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More like his 6 tiddies.humble bragging about his 6 figures.
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More like his 6 tiddies.humble bragging about his 6 figures.
nikki's on so many meds she barely knows what year it is. she can "stand" anything because she's barely alive-- just spends her days slipping in and out of chemically adulterated consciousness. fatrick, or as she knows him, "the loud spherical blur who orders the pizzas," is somewhere between her roommate and her pcaHe is so fucking insane, I love it.
I am mystified that he found another human being that can stand being around him.
She must be nuts too.
humble bragging about his 6 figures.
her lesbian lover, or the legion of obsidian chested, windy gents she frolics with.
Studies have shown that Rick has gotten so fat he now outweighs the needs of the many.To be fair, the number of people with masses reaching even one Solar Mass, let alone 100,000+, makes a very exclusive club. I, too, would be bragging if my life were so empty that outweighing entire solar systems is my only noteworthy accomplishment.
It would seem extremely strange to me if India had superior weapons technology to China, but I honestly don't know.View attachment 6794029View attachment 6794030
Rick tries to use his 200 IQ to explain to a Chink. It didn’t go well. Chink roasted him back.
You have been instructed many times, to cease being racist towards low-IQ’d Pajeet immigrants and my facts. Continuing to debunk on my facts constitutes felony racial discrimination harassment. Don’t speak, sweatshop child. Mass deportation awaits. Enjoy it![]()
I mean, viewed from the side his figure does look a bit like "6".More like his 6 tiddies.
From what I know of their small arms programs I'm going to say they absolutely are not beating china.It would seem extremely strange to me if India had superior weapons technology to China, but I honestly don't know.
I am extremely ignorant about weapon systems, but it is always a good idea to bet on Patrick being wrong.
The Pat-Factor is extremely reliable, if he tells you to buy, you sell instantly.
The only "superior weapons technology" they have is all the waste they shit onto the Ganges river and their streets and the food poisoning-causing slop they call food.It would seem extremely strange to me if India had superior weapons technology to China, but I honestly don't know.
It would seem extremely strange to me if India had superior weapons technology to China, but I honestly don't know.
I am extremely ignorant about weapon systems, but it is always a good idea to bet on Patrick being wrong.
The Pat-Factor is extremely reliable, if he tells you to buy, you sell instantly.
If he didn't, I think he sure as shit does now. He was never the most stable individual but something completely broke inside of him after he lost the lawsuit against the trolls. Not only did he lose it but he couldn't even dox a single troll through the lolsuit. When a raging narcissist like Fatrick gets hit with ego death like this they go completely haywire and completely lose themselves to their delusions.I really have to wonder what goes on in his head with his “enjoy prison” shit. Like does he genuinely believe there are by this point thousands of people in prison for the crime of stalking him? He’s been at it every day for the better part of a decade now.
His crazed arrogance is truly fascinating. I’ve never seen anything quite like it.
Well, he and the Indian people are certainly united in their hatred of basic hygiene.View attachment 6794101
Great Vishnu blesses Patrick.
His porkly body represents the spirit of the great Ganges: fat and poo filled.
Fuck me sideways. I got as far as Pat writing "Sterling Pounds" instead of "Pounds Sterling" in a context where you wouldn't use that phrase anyway before checking out so I didn't get MATI. He's the stereotypical fat American tourist blundering his way through another culture with overconfident ignorance. You can tell he's never been to London or read Dickens. He probably only saw the Muppet version, but ignored Michael Caine, an actual Londoner.Was trying to find another Pat tweet and - how many times did he talk about this Tiny Tim book and act like it would be out by now? He was in Adrian Tchaikovsky's replies repeating that the book was out on submission, not realizing how pathetic he sounded.
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Here's both draft pages in one post if you're interested. I think this is all.
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I cant believe fatrick is calling for the extermination of 4.82 billion asians. Some one needs to inform the UN, this guy is out of controlView attachment 6794029View attachment 6794030
Rick tries to use his 200 IQ to explain to a Chink. It didn’t go well. Chink roasted him back.
You have been instructed many times, to cease being racist towards low-IQ’d Pajeet immigrants and my facts. Continuing to debunk on my facts constitutes felony racial discrimination harassment. Don’t speak, sweatshop child. Mass deportation awaits. Enjoy it![]()
Fun fact: pigs are considered unclean for Hindus.View attachment 6794101
Great Vishnu blesses Patrick.
His porkly body represents the spirit of the great Ganges: fat and poo filled.
He not only outweighs the needs of the many, he also outweighs the mass of the many. Because he's fat.Studies have shown that Rick has gotten so fat he now outweighs the needs of the many.
It gets worse. The fat mongoloid, who has the utterly misplaced self-confidence to attempt a sequel to A Christmas Carol, mis-spelled EbenezerFuck me sideways. I got as far as Pat writing "Sterling Pounds" instead of "Pounds Sterling" in a context where you wouldn't use that phrase anyway before checking out so I didn't get MATI. He's the stereotypical fat American tourist blundering his way through another culture with overconfident ignorance. You can tell he's never been to London or read Dickens. He probably only saw the Muppet version, but ignored Michael Caine, an actual Londoner.
That would be like me writing a novel about the Wild West based on vague childhood memories of old Yosamite Sam cartoons, with phrases like "Let us all Destiny Manifest" and "Stick em up, yer cotton-eatin' varlet" and expecting it to get published.