Patrick is a failed unemployed insurance salesman who lives in poverty in his wife’s house. He has a high school level education and a failed hobby.

[NoBacon]

That is all

 

[Easily_Remembered]

Unclear as to whether or not he's fat.

 

[O-BLOCK NIGGA!]

Facts, my nigga

 

[NoBacon]

Unclear as to whether or not he's fat.

He’s “rubenesque”

 

[LockedHDD__Pot]

He’s “rubenesque”

I thought that was our lawyer's name. But he's definitely a rube.

 

[wbgreen]

If fat were gold, and B.O. were silver, Pat would be as rich as a king.

 

[BudDickman]

These are just delusions that you hold in order to function.

 

[Easily_Remembered]

If fat were gold, and B.O. were silver, Pat would be as rich as a king.

And if tits were dollars....

 

[HotDogJoe]

He also lives in the attic where his asexual wife put him so she doesn't have to see or smell him. He's allowed to come down once per day for dinner and then go back to his cave.

At least that's the rumor.

 

[MunchausenByProxy]

He also lives in the attic where his asexual wife put him so she doesn't have to see or smell him. He's allowed to come down once per day for dinner and then go back to his cave.

At least that's the rumor.

Its like that urban myth that went around in grade school about the kid that was grounded for life and could only leave his room for bare essentials

 

[Phish]

He also lives in the attic where his asexual wife put him so she doesn't have to see or smell him. He's allowed to come down once per day for dinner and then go back to his cave.

At least that's the rumor.

That’s obviously Not So. Hes allowed to come down for 4 pistachios and a scoop of breakfast corn so he can post it to Twitter.

theres also MANY trips to the kitchen in between as well

 

[Phish]

Its like that urban myth that went around in grade school about the kid that was grounded for life and could only leave his room for bare essentials

They made us read some book “A Child called It” by Dave Pelzer. It wad some horrible book about a mother that would starve him and stick pencils down his throat after school to make sure he wasnt eating and had to sleep in the garage and shit ina bucket and shit. Fuckin weird they made us read it in like 6th grade. Guess my post kinda relates to your post. Years later the guys brother came out and said he was a crybaby bitch and over exaggerated everything.