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A Patrick of Randburg
A guy who can think on his feet and has the brainpower to back it up
He solved the problem before the problem even knew it was a problem.
He had a plan for everything and a backup plan for the backup plan.
He thought of the answer before the question was even asked.
A Patrick of Randburg
A guy who’s in your corner and will fight for you like he’s got a grudge with the whole world
He stood up for me when the whole office was against me.
He took the blame so I wouldn’t get in trouble.
He said, 'You’re my guy, and I ain’t letting nobody mess with you.'
A Patrick
When someone asks if this is the Krusty Krab Patrick yells like a madman and says it like he just won the lottery.
Is this the Krusty Krab? Patrick: 'YES! AND I'M GETTING A KRAKEN SMOOTHIE!'
Customer: 'Is this the Krusty Krab?' Patrick: 'NO, THIS IS THE KRAKEN KRAKEBRAK!'
Employee: 'Is this the Krusty Krab?' Patrick: 'I DON'T KNOW, I'M JUST HERE TO EAT A SANDWICH AND SCARE PEOPLE.'
A Patrick
A stupid quote from SpongeBob that Patrick uses to annoy people at work when they call.
Work phone rings: 'Is this the Krusty Krab?' Patrick: 'I AM SPONGEBOB! I WORK HERE!'
Colleague: 'Is this the office?' Patrick: 'I AM SPONGEBOB! I WORK HERE!'
Customer: 'Is this the bakery?' Patrick: 'I AM SPONGEBOB! I WORK HERE!'
A Patrick
The guy who stares at you like you're a piece of toast and writes you love notes with crayon.
Patrick: 'I love you, you're my favorite piece of toast.'
Patrick sends a love note: 'I love you, I eat toast, you are both.'
Patrick: 'You're my princess, I'm just a weird guy with crayon.'
A Patrick
A weird-ass Irish guy who thinks a toaster is a holy relic.
Patrick: 'I'm Celtic for toaster! I worship it!'
Patrick: 'This toaster is sacred, don't you dare touch it!'
Patrick: 'My ancestors came from the land of toasters!'
A Patrick
He's a wild man, he'll do anything, like pull fire alarms in factories and no one will know who did it.
Patrick pulled a fire alarm at a factory. No one knows who he is.
Patrick: 'I'm the fire alarm guy. I'm not telling you who I am.'
Factory alarm goes off. Manager: 'Who did that? Patrick: 'It was me, but I'm not telling you.'
A Patrick
He's a weird but cool guy, he talks a lot, he loves sports, he's smart, but sometimes he acts like he doesn't know what's going on.
Patrick: 'I love sports, I'm smart, I just sometimes act like I don't know what's going on.'
Patrick: 'I talk a lot, I love sports, and I'm smart but sometimes I'm confused.'
Patrick: 'I'm weird, but I'm cool, I like sports, and I'm smart, sometimes.'
A Pathology of Conservatives
A bunch of conservatives acting together is like a disease spreading through a hospital, gross, loud, and full of bad decisions.
'I didn’t vote for that guy, I just liked the way he yelled at the mailman.'
They called a meeting just to argue about which coffee cup was more patriotic.
He said, 'If you don’t like the way I’m doing it, you should’ve done it yourself.'
A Pathology of Conservatives
Conservatives grouped up are like a middle school lunchroom, everyone is screaming, no one is eating, and someone spilled ketchup on the principal.
She said, 'You can’t just tax the rich, they’re already rich enough to pay you back in insults.'
They had a debate about whether the moon landing was real, and it ended in a food fight.
He yelled, 'You don’t need a plan, you just need a lot of loud opinions!'
A Pathology of Conservatives
A group of conservatives is like a bad pizza, everyone thinks it’s great, but it’s just cheese, sauce, and a little bit of regret.
He said, 'I didn’t lose the election, I just won the war.'
They tried to pass a law just to prove they could.
She told her kid, 'If you don’t like the way the world is, you should’ve been born in a better one.'
A Pathology of Conservatives
Conservatives together are like a drunk uncle at a family reunion, loud, messy, and everyone else is trying to enjoy their meal.
He said, 'You don’t need a college degree to be smart, you just need to yell about it.'
They had a whole debate just to argue about which country is better, and it ended with someone throwing a shoe.
She told the news, 'I didn’t make a mistake, I just had a different opinion.'
A Pathology of Conservatives
A bunch of conservatives is like a parking lot at 3 a. m., everyone is there, but no one knows why, and someone is honking their horn.
He said, 'I didn’t start the fire, I just kept it going.'
They had a meeting just to argue about the meeting.
She told the kids, 'If you don’t like the way I’m doing it, you should’ve done it yourself.'
A Pathology of Conservatives
A group of conservatives is like a gym class, everyone is shouting, no one is listening, and the teacher is just trying to survive.
He said, 'I didn’t fail, I just had a different definition of success.'
They had a whole argument just to prove they were right, and it took three hours.
She told the class, 'You don’t need a plan, you just need to yell about it.'
A Patar
A Patar is a human who looks like a man but can act like a woman. They don’t decide what they are, and they’ll mess with your mind. Don’t trust them, they’ll trick you and laugh about it.
Why are you crying? You looked like a man, but you acted like a woman.
He was wearing pants, but he talked like a woman. I’m confused.
He walked in like a man, but then he cried. What the hell is that?
A Patar
A Patar is usually fat, but they’re still a cool guy. Sometimes. They might be chill, but they could also be a total waste of time.
He’s fat, but he’s still cool. I guess.
He was chill until he ate four burgers.
He’s a Patar, so he’s probably cool, but maybe not.
A Patar
A Patar is a stupid nickname for a cool guy who doesn’t care about anyone. They’ll beat up newbies just for fun. They’re like the kings of the trash talk.
He called me a Patar, and then he beat me up.
He was a Patar, and he laughed at my dumbass.
He gave me a stupid nickname, and then he wrecked my game.
A Party On Elm Street
A PostHardCore band from Placerville, California. Six members who scream so loud they make your ears bleed and your brain feel like it's on fire.
I tried to listen to them on my walk to school. I had to stop and hug a tree.
My dog ran out of the house when they started playing.
My mom yelled at me to turn it down, but I just laughed and turned it up more.
A Party On Elm Street
A PostHardCore band from Placerville, California. Six people who play instruments and scream so much they probably have no voice left.
I had to put my hands over my ears during their concert. I still felt like I was going to explode.
My neighbor came to my house and said my music was louder than his dog's barking.
I tried to sing along, but I just made a noise that sounds like a cat being hit by a car.
A Party On Elm Street
A PostHardCore band from Placerville, California. Six lunatics who play instruments and scream so much they probably think they're gods.
I watched their live stream and my laptop almost exploded from the sound.
I tried to do my homework while they were playing, but I just ended up screaming too.
My brother said they’re louder than the fire alarm at school.
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