PCJ has ruined Ricks life more than we could ever dream

[Gay Faggot.]

Rick officially states we’ve taken about about 2 hours of his day for around 3 years. PCJ has 10 years of “stolen time” from Ricks life with his daughter. May you live long with the beautiful queen Ade, and may your sons grow up to be as determined to cuckold fat retards as you are, sir.

 

[guest]

In the end it’ll be Hooligans’ bar menu and happy hour that takes away the most years.

 

[Harry Powell]

While true, there’s no possible reality in which she doesn’t leave him eventually.

 

[guest]

Piggy has ruined his own life. If anything, PCJ picked up the discarded remnants of his life. He's such a monumental fuckup that nobody believes him even when he says he was going to shoot himself to end it all.

 

[Easily_Remembered]

But Pat doesn't care about that; he doesn't give a shit about Annabelle. He cares more about what we are doing / have done because his feelings and his Twitter mean more to him than she ever could.

He's a selfish, spineless, lying, cowardly pussy bitch.

 

[guest]

Patrick wakes up every morning thinking about the first time Jon slide his hard cock into Adrienne's tight quivering pregnant pussy.

He literally can't go a day without visualizing it.

 

[SensibleKeks]

Hey it's a two way street Rick! Do you know how many bruised ribs you've given us?

 

[O-BLOCK NIGGA!]

I've had this idea for a minute but it's more of a long-game idea: One of us starts a craft brewery, with beer lines named after PCJ and things from the ONA extended universe that are related to The Pig, with the clear goal of one day being included in the tap lineup at Hooligan's. Doesn't even have to be on tap; could just be in cans behind the bar.

Start slow: Build the beers, get local distro in your area, pimp out to the bars in your state and surrounding states. Do all the Craft Beer festivals you can find, place the beer in all the competitions you can find. Work your way up to Wisconsin.
Then one day: Piggy walks into Hooligans and sees PCJ's likeness on a tap handle, staring back at him.

 

[Uncle Anthony Cumia]

But he’s improved Annabelles by so much.

 

[guest]

Patrick wakes up every morning thinking about the first time Jon slide his hard cock into Adrienne's tight quivering pregnant pussy.

He literally can't go a day without visualizing it.

And as anyone who's put his penis inside one knows, pregnant pussy is amazing pussy. It's like there's some hormone or something in the juice that makes your dick head tingle pleasantly and says, "go on, you can cum inside me for fun. Nothing will happen." Fat will never experience that, as the only woman who might let him put his cocktail weiner inside her is as barren as the Mojave desert. And is a lesbian to boot.

Big Jon had a good 18-20 months of pregnant pussy over the course of the Queen's 3 pregnancies. I'll say 18-20 at a conservative pinch. He probably wasn't sticking that week-old baguette of his in her in the last trimesters, for the babies' safety.

And let's not forget, his ball glue sent sons into her womb, something Fat could not and never will manage. PCJ = winning!

 

[Pringle Can Lothario]

How can you steal someone's life when they don't have one to begin with?

 

[UnPRePared]

No child, that is not my child, child.

Yes child, I'm a terrible white male, but not a man-child, child.

 

[RedGlareRecipient]

I've had this idea for a minute but it's more of a long-game idea: One of us starts a craft brewery, with beer lines named after PCJ and things from the ONA extended universe that are related to The Pig, with the clear goal of one day being included in the tap lineup at Hooligan's. Doesn't even have to be on tap; could just be in cans behind the bar.

Start slow: Build the beers, get local distro in your area, pimp out to the bars in your state and surrounding states. Do all the Craft Beer festivals you can find, place the beer in all the competitions you can find. Work your way up to Wisconsin.
Then one day: Piggy walks into Hooligans and sees PCJ's likeness on a tap handle, staring back at him.

Apostlegate Part 6: Making Hay

 

[Clint Ruin]

Would you say that Jon got "the final punch"?

 

[Cptbaldopie]

In the end it’ll be Hooligans’ bar menu and happy hour that takes away the most years.

I hope the rename the mat shot the "pig slop"

 

[guest]

I hope the rename the mat shot the "pig slop"

That’s too much recognition. His Lord Lardass would probably love it. ‘I’ve just been named dropped, child.’ Then he’d shart his pants in ecstasy while not caring.