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

Patricks criteria for writing a book is putting 120,000 words into a word document and separating it into chapters.
By that standard, Tiny Tim is finished.

According to Pat his current WIP is some near future Trump/elon/doomer fanfic he started after Worldcon. This will be his 5th book written since having a publisher.
There are also various screenplays he mentions, some likely a larp but there is evidence of him spending time converting his dreck into screenplay format.
Each of his WIP serves an important function: they give him an excuse for not getting a real job. Nikki and Lynne let him sit around tweeting all day as long as he has an active “writing” excuse.
 
Tbh, like most food-memes, the wypipo need mo spices shit made absolutely no sense to me at any point.
Literally every country in Europe, even the tiny ones, have their own cuisine of diverse dishes, and most of them are well-regarded all over the world.
Hell, the French invented modern cuisine and Italian is probably the most popular cuisine all over the world.

And even if some darkie is making fun of American food, that isn't exactly flavorless either.
Burgers and BBQ certainly are certainly more popular worldwide than sub-saharan food.
The only food prepared for niggers by ostensibly white people is school cafeteria and prison. Do you really think they have the mental capacity to think about the world outside of the wretched places they inhabit?
 
Each of his WIP serves an important function: they give him an excuse for not getting a real job. Nikki and Lynne let him sit around tweeting all day as long as he has an active “writing” excuse.
I don't think they "let" him do anything. You try getting a 300lb+ drunken faggot off his fart couch and away from social media. Even if you could somehow use brute force to accomplish that, try getting anyone to hire him for full time employment. Let's say you've achieved that second miracle somehow. Now you have to devise a way to keep said FFWBT to remain actively employed in addition to contending with his numerous poor life choices, his near-zero impulse control, his cadre of pedo friends, his very obvious homosexuality, his seething rage at women who don't tell him what a good, special boy he is constantly, and his narcissistic delusions.

And let's not forget about the ever-present threat of the sensationally fun prison that awaits you if you dare don't agree with him on everything.

Nope, better to just him drink his life and opportunities (and his lower extremities) away and hope that weird limey bloke who wants to forcibly poz his neghole catches him alone in a dark alley soon.
 
You try getting a 300lb+ drunken faggot off his fart couch and away from social media. Even if you could somehow use brute force to accomplish that, try getting anyone to hire him for full time employment.
He actually had a real job at one point. He quit halfway into his first shift because the work was too hard for him (any other excuse is copium on his part).
 
Each of his WIP serves an important function: they give him an excuse for not getting a real job. Nikki and Lynne let him sit around tweeting all day as long as he has an active “writing” excuse.

It will be interesting to see how long he can keep that up after losing $100k in legal fees that was only paid off a year ago.
Pat hasn't signed a publishing contract since Q3/Q4 2017.
His last payment would likely have been completion of In The Black around 2019.
Since then its only been royalties on his AR trilogy and any ebook/audiobook royalties which I doubt amount to $500 total.
 
It will be interesting to see how long he can keep that up after losing $100k in legal fees that was only paid off a year ago.
Pat hasn't signed a publishing contract since Q3/Q4 2017.
His last payment would likely have been completion of In The Black around 2019.
Since then its only been royalties on his AR trilogy and any ebook/audiobook royalties which I doubt amount to $500 total.
Well his pepperoni business is thriving.

Plus he could always charge for farting in Nikki’s snatch.

And as much as he hates it, the pests pay him to scrub their skid marks off his toilet in his hovel for rent.
 
About that real job: Piggy says he quit his Target job before he finished his first shift because the job was beneath him.

Why does anyone believe that? Don't. Piggy lies. Lies and more lies. I'd bet he was fired on the spot for mouthing off to a manager when he was assigned a task that he did not want to do. "Patrick I need you to mop up a spill in aisle..." "No manager child, mopping is beneath me. I will not..." "You're fired Patrick." He didn't quit. I cannot prove it but I do not doubt that he was fired.

He lies about his job as a lot attendant or whatever it was at a car dealership. He lies about his insurance selling. He lies about shorting Tesla. He just lies. Never believe him. Hell, for all we know it was Kyle who had the job at Target, and quit. Piggy is the sort to steal from his *little* brother's life stories and claim them as his own. His compulsive, stupid, aggressive lying is part of what makes him such a prized lolcow.

Say lies again, stupid.
 
Why does anyone believe that? Don't. Piggy lies. Lies and more lies. I'd bet he was fired on the spot for mouthing off to a manager when he was assigned a task that he did not want to do. "Patrick I need you to mop up a spill in aisle..." "No manager child, mopping is beneath me. I will not..." "You're fired Patrick." He didn't quit. I cannot prove it but I do not doubt that he was fired.
You're right about the spill but wrong about the cause, it was just him sweating so much from just standing that he caused a slipping hazard. Here's an artists rendition of his manager confronting him.
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The piggy oinks strikes again. Especially his wrath and jealousy at Honey Badger. Nice try, stupid never-father Rick Hoglinson.
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Also, he’s still morbidly obese and a fat homosexual who likes having his wife’s vagina farted on by Tyrone, Jamal and the hood in Milwaukee.
 
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Oh my god :story: black lesbians clowning on fat to aid white supremacists lmaoo
Please somebody ask Henry how did he manage to explain Patposting to so many irl friends without looking like a crazy person.

I just began a new relationship with someone whose heart is too pure for this site and I'd love some pointers. Otherwise I'll end up pulling a Karl Jobst and pull a WR 1% relationship NO BOOBS NO SEX speedrun.

Speaking of which, I saw this tweet on Jobst's featured thread.
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Yeah, who wants to live by that principle?
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Ara ara...welcome home!

Would you like dinner?

Would you like a bath?

Or...perhaps....would you like me?

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I’m so lonely. All the other Kiwifarmers are scared of me, no one talks to me. No one wants to be my friend, they think I am cringe. They sent me from thread to thread talking about how much I wanna fuck some fat lolcows ass in ever more obscene ways and as I get better at it, as I post more about raping Patrick S Tomlinson or photoshopping him getting fucked or watching his wife suck a black guy's dick from the bushes or just now when I shopped him as a fat french maid using a photo i got from a granny porn website, they fear me more and more. I am a victim of my own undiagnosed autism. Judge Holden..... I don’t even get a real name, only some edgy cowboy character I first saw referenced on the TV tropes page for 'Complete Monsters' back in 2012 while looking up slenderman fanfiction....I never even fucking read Blood Meridian. I only listened to the audiobook on youtube in like 2018 while I was getting into emotional arguments about why Gamergate was justified and heroic on twitter. I am capable of so much more and no one sees it. Some days I feel so alone I could cry, even when I'm forming parasocial relationships with Hololive idols, but I don’t. I never do because what would be the point? Not a single person in the entire forum would care...
I think what most disturbs me is the fact that you read tv tropes, you sick, autistic bastard.
 
I sure wish Pat would give us some info about the timing of the upcoming mass arrests. I don't want to proceed with Operation Zero and flee to a tax haven prematurely.
Some time a few years after Half-Life 3 is released.

What I always wonder about Rick is does he actually believe anyone is going to enjoy prison because of his oinking and squealing? How many years has he been doing that retarded fat shit?
 
What do you think his main threat was before all of this. Like, what did he say to bullies or people who (rightly) called him a giant pussy? You will enjoy detention forever. You chose to end this in the School Counselor (Mama)'s office. You're just lucky I'm not allowed to fight, my hands are lethal, chiiiiiiiiild!
 
Some time a few years after Half-Life 3 is released.

What I always wonder about Rick is does he actually believe anyone is going to enjoy prison because of his oinking and squealing? How many years has he been doing that retarded fat shit?
Considering that HL-Alyx ended with a cliffhanger strongly hinting at the series will continue, chances are not that bad.

Don't forget that Patrick is clearly delusional in many aspects of his personality, and even if you consider those just some tough talk on the internet, his political and military takes are ratshit retarded and completely out of bounds. He makes Alex Jones look like a measured voice of reason in comparison to Fatty.


I am cutting the asshole some ham in his "retail is beneath me" story, because I actually had the same feeling when I was working in retail part-time for a few months in early adulthood. I just couldn't stand the mindless, repetitive work, the completely banal colleagues and being a punching ball for both the store manager and Karen-customers. I despised it so much that it motivated me greatly to get enough formal education to never fear to work such a job again.

He obviously didn't though, he had retard's luck and wealthy in-laws.
 
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