Dramacow Patrick Sean Tomlinson / @stealthygeek - "Conservative" sci-fi author with TDS, armed "drunk with anger management issues" and terminated parental rights, actual tough guy

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Mr Moonface

2611 N Oakland Ave (Downstairs) Milwaukee WI 53211
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Pat reignites his battle with the twitter account for the California Libertarian Party.

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Whoever is behind that account should be careful, they'll be added to the stupidest lawsuit ever filed.
Also, a few future John Doe's weigh in.

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Jackie Puppet

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The fact he's in denial about being fat is the funniest thing about Pat to me. The closest he's ever come to acknowledging it is when he said to someone on reddit that he maybe had "a few vanity lbs to lose". I remember on the forums there were some old pics of him hanging out with this guy who was the size of a fucking house, I'm talking like 400-500lbs, and people speculated that that's why he doesn't consider himself as actually being a fatty patty boombalatty, because he's not as huge as him. Hey, Patty! I know that you're a Milwaukee Medium, but anywhere else in the country/world/universe you're a big fat fuck and when you walk by people go 'GODDAMN THERE GOES A BIG FAT FUCK'.
 

Vetti

stupid
Local Moderator
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For posterity's sake, I'd like to bring attention to this funny aside about Patrick and his best friend, Dave "Blappy" Guertin.
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Blappy is a Canadian model builder who Patrick befriended during the height of his space toys phase. Blappy attended the Wonderfest modeling convention in 2011 along with Patrick, his wife Ade, and a large cast of other misfits; this was the trip where all of the pictures of Big Jon cucking Patrick came from, which are available to view here.
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Anyway, I bring this up because Dave Guertin served as the inspiration for one of the gayest pieces Patrick has ever written: Blappy & Me
In a couple days, my wife and I will get in the car, drive six hours, and be surrounded by people who have loved me without preamble or condition for many, many years. Before I was published. Before I had a following. People who earned calling me "Pat."

It's my little heaven.

So I'm going to share a little #WonderFest story. It's not going to make sense to most of you.

WonderFest is a global mecha in Louisville, KY every year for unfortunate kids like me who never grew out of building model spaceships.

I have friends on every continent except Antarctica because of WonderFest. My newlywed wife and I spent a night outside Liverpool on our honeymoon staying with friends we made at WonderFest. It's a thing, and no, you're not invited if you can't build. Anyway...

...about ten years ago, a shitboat of us sci-fi model nerds were in a hotel suite getting our faces torn off by Molson XXX beer that had probably been smuggled across the Canadian border illegally by a Canuck compatriot.

We're three days into this Con. No one has eaten real food. Booze is flowing like Niagara. We're all talking shit. The Canuck looks like he's been passed out for an hour, chin on chest. We're jawing about WWII fighters for some reason.

I, being drunk, in an offhand fashion, talk about Canada's contribution to the war effort, which was considerable and honorable, and accidentally refer to the roundels on their planes as "Oak leafs."

Friends, I've been in real fights. I have seen people come to life and stand up at the slightest provocation.

But I have never seen anything like that Canadian resurrecting himself up off the suite's couch when I fucked up the tree species on the Canadian flag.

Blappy (we call him Blappy, no one knows why) openned his eyes, rose up off the couch like Nosferatu, and got right in my face shouting, "Oakleaf, motherfucker! Do I call it the Asterisks and Ribbons, you piece of shit!?"

Remember, we're in Louisville, KY, as all four-foot-nothing of this boiling cauldron of maple syrup jumps up in my grill.

What does everyone in the room do as Captain Ottawa lights off and insults our flag?

Laughs. At me. For fucking up Canada's flag.

I still hear about it.

We would all kill for Blappy. We have people who come from Canada, New Zealand, England, Hong Kong, Japan... every year. And they're family. Our big, dumb, drunk family.
Nice family, stupid.
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Flexo

Don't blame me. I voted for HK-47.
True & Honest Fan
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For posterity's sake, I'd like to bring attention to this funny aside about Patrick and his best friend, Dave "Blappy" Guertin.
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Blappy is a Canadian model builder who Patrick befriended during the height of his space toys phase. Blappy attended the Wonderfest modeling convention in 2011 along with Patrick, his wide Ade, and a large cast of other misfits; this was the trip where all of the pictures of Big Jon cucking Patrick came from, which are available to view here.
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Anyway, I bring this up because Dave Guertin served as the inspiration for one of the gayest pieces Patrick has ever written: Blappy & Me

Nice family, stupid.
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Ooooo... I have friends in Louisville.

I wonder if I can get one of them to follow Patrick around, playing the tuba.
 

moseph.jartelli

Yello Mello Custard. Dripping From A Dead Dogs Eye
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The fact he's in denial about being fat is the funniest thing about Pat to me. The closest he's ever come to acknowledging it is when he said to someone on reddit that he maybe had "a few vanity lbs to lose". I remember on the forums there were some old pics of him hanging out with this guy who was the size of a fucking house, I'm talking like 400-500lbs, and people speculated that that's why he doesn't consider himself as actually being a fatty patty boombalatty, because he's not as huge as him. Hey, Patty! I know that you're a Milwaukee Medium, but anywhere else in the country/world/universe you're a big fat fuck and when you walk by people go 'GODDAMN THERE GOES A BIG FAT FUCK'.
He is the original Russell Greer branded Fatty McPatty
 

Anonymus Fluhre

No man fears what he has seen grow
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It seems obvious, but I didn’t see anyone mention it - Fat’s kid with his first wife isn’t actually his, right? Hence why she asked for a divorce almost as soon as she found out she was pregnant, and why she wanted Fat’s parental rights revoked too on top of it?
I always thought this too since it doesn't bother him when he's reminded that he waved his rights to be a father to his child. He just doesn't want to make it seem like he got cucked by his first wife since he's such a powerful, influential man.
 

Mr Moonface

2611 N Oakland Ave (Downstairs) Milwaukee WI 53211
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It seems obvious, but I didn’t see anyone mention it - Fat’s kid with his first wife isn’t actually his, right? Hence why she asked for a divorce almost as soon as she found out she was pregnant, and why she wanted Fat’s parental rights revoked too on top of it?
Pat is 100% confirmed the biological father, which does make his signing away his rights all the more baffling.
 

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