Pat's Best Joke

[Meownaw]

Nothing worse than writing like 8 lines of a parody song here and only getting 3 ribs.
I feel for Pat on this one

The diaper chat would give you at least 5

 

[LockedHDD__Pot]

ChatGPT likes mocking Fatrick, hopefully it gets better at it all the time

(Verse 1) Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy? Caught in a tweetstorm, No escape from the scrutiny. Open your eyes, Look up to the screen and see, Patrick Tomlinson's got himself in quite a quandary.

(Pre-Chorus) I'm just a writer, I need no sympathy, Because I mocked Scaramucci, now I face a penalty. Anyway the tweets flow, doesn't really matter to me, to me.

(Chorus) Mama, just mocked a man, Put a tweet against his head, pulled the trigger, now he's in dread. Mama, my career had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away.

(Verse 2) Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make him cry, If I'm not back on Twitter this time tomorrow, Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

(Pre-Chorus) Too late, my tweets have come, Sends shivers down my spine, legal fees taking all my time. Goodbye, everybody, I've got to go, Gotta leave this all behind and face the law.

(Chorus) Mama, ooh, I don't want to go to jail, I sometimes wish I'd never mocked Scaramucci at all.

(Guitar Solo)

(Verse 3) I see a little silhouetto of a court case, Scaramucci, Scaramucci, will you do the Fandango! Thunderbolts and lightning, very, very frightening me. Galileo, Galileo. Galileo, Galileo. Galileo, let him go!

(Pre-Chorus) I'm just a writer, nobody loves me. He's just a Mooch from a White House, spare him his life from this monstrosity.

(Chorus) Easy come, easy go, will you let me go? Bismillah! No, we will not let you go. (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let him go!) Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let me go!) Will not let you go. (Let me go!) Never, never let you go Never let me go, oh. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia, let me go. Scaramucci has a devil put aside for me, for me, for me.

(Verse 4) So you think you can mock me and spit in my eye? So you think you can block me and leave me to die? Oh, Scaramucci, can't do this to me, Scaramucci, Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.

(Chorus) (Oh, yeah, oh yeah)

(Outro) Nothing really matters, Anyone can see, Nothing really matters, Nothing really matters to me. Any way the tweets flow...

 

[DougOutDoug]

Nothing worse than writing like 8 lines of a parody song here and only getting 3 ribs.
I feel for Pat on this one

 

[Safka's Enticer]

Nothing worse than writing like 8 lines of a parody song here and only getting 3 ribs.
I feel for Pat on this one

Be more funny!