💪 Tough Guys 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

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New Lonely Rick just dropped ! As you can clearly see, he hasnt gained a pound stalker
So this is where he was replying to gay furry porn yesterday :story:
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New Lonely Rick just dropped ! As you can clearly see, he hasnt gained a pound stalker.


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Normally, I enjoy being bartender when a fat man waddles up. Every part of them, ever motion, every jiggle, is full of life. Their joy is as large as their waistlines. They are the life of the bar and wonderful conversationalists, always ready with a quip, joke, aside, or advice.

This fat faggot? He's nothing like them. I was wiping down the countertop when my eyes chanced upon him. His fat didn't jiggle; it sagged sadly, like a sack of pepperoni. His dark, beady eyes had no light in them; it'd be safe to say he had cholesterol where most people have souls. His face was twisted into a condescending sneer, though I suppose, for him, it counted as a smile. His light burgundy shirt was stained with the sweat of walking from door to counter, and thin enough to spy hints of a bra peeking through. Cradled in one arm was a badly used laptop, with political stickers covering the casing. In form and gait, he resembled a pig twisted into the form of a human.

Heaving himself onto the barstool, I almost retched from the smell. He reeked as if he'd been alone with his farts beneath a blanket for days on end. The customer to his left hastily paid their bill and left. The woman to his right began leaning away from him, dry-heaving. I busied myself with other customers at the counter, pretending I hadn't seen him.

"Hey, child~"

I've heard all kinds of voices from customers. Catering to the lowest class of people exposes you to a staggering variety of individuals, but until today I never heard a voice quite like this one. At once lisping and soft, yet belligerent and petulant, with a hint of being dead inside.

I shuddered as I turned. The fat man was staring intensely at his now-open laptop, greasy jowls illuminated by the pale light of the screen. One hand was typing furiously- well, I used "typing" in the loosest sense possible. He had one finger uncurled from his pudgy fist and was using it to squash the laptop's keys. The other was pointed at me, the fat in his hand expanding and contracting as he made a come-hither gesture at me.

"Chiiiiiild~"

It was the fat man's voice.
 
Its now 2026 and Patrick is still a fat faggot.
No, stalker. Those are merely your delusions. He's an even fatter faggot now.

Enjoy prison.
you're almost as retarded as Pat and about quarter as fat as Pat.
Wrong as always, child. This is why you stuck the barrels of a side-by-side shotgun into a rabbit hole and were then tricked into the muzzle being curved around to shoot you, clearly another bad choice that ended your life.
 
New Lonely Rick just dropped ! As you can clearly see, he hasnt gained a pound stalker.

I just checked Swingin' Door Exchange's google maps photos, and it turns out that Rick's paparazzi are literal stalker children:


(why do people post this kind of shit online?)

Also while I was scrollin' I found this other Rick that's labeled September 2024. I assume this was already posted at some point but whatever, I've already forgotten:
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Remember this instant classic from Norm/11 this year?
The pests found yet another photo of Pat drinking alone at a bar - this one was allegedly taken just last week, on 9/11:
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A rascal found out that the person who originally uploaded that photo to Google has gone back and blacked their own faces out, lol. Word sure is getting around town that this Patrick fella is quite radioactive!

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Reminder: get your caboose over to the Julays and vote Rick for Lolcow Emeritus. https://kiwifarms.st/threads/lolcow-emeritus-the-hall-of-champions.220325/
Patrick has WON Lolcow Emeritus for 2025, along with Rekieta and Russel Greer:
 
Patrick has WON Lolcow Emeritus for 2025, along with Rekieta and Russel Greer:

"Give us a hook," they said.
 
Patrick has WON Lolcow Emeritus for 2025, along with Rekieta and Russel Greer:

A very well deserved win. Fatrick has had a pretty big impact on the forum (and not just because he is a fat faggot with bitch tits). You can go into any thread and there's always at least one 'no child' or 'enjoy prison' in there.

Here's to many more years of patposting!
 
That shirt is holding on for dear life. And Rick is so fat he now has a second, better pair of love handles, not to get Holden hot and bothered
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I imagine part of the reason for him going to the bar so often is so that he can not-so-stealthily slide into conversations with strangers that he is a published author. I had a friend who would work into every conversation that he is an attorney. I imagine Rick is exactly the same. Do you think that he also tells them he is a maid?
 
Because evicting them would be racist, fascist and Trumpist wouldn't it Pat? His trotters would be a blur of action as he anonymously dialled ICE.
He isn’t a pussy fascist who needs to call ice, he would just shoot them all in the back of the skull. Rick has his own way of cleaning up any black problems he’s having.
 
I imagine part of the reason for him going to the bar so often is so that he can not-so-stealthily slide into conversations with strangers that he is a published author. I had a friend who would work into every conversation that he is an attorney. I imagine Rick is exactly the same. Do you think that he also tells them he is a maid?
That seems optimistic, much more likely he spends all that time childing into his phone. I am reminded of the famous photo of Moviebob hunched over his phone at his brother's wedding.
 
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