Funny Patrick Quotes Novels & Stories

Mr Patrick said "Damn am dead,please,please,I plead please forgive me it was a mistake,I ..... " "Mistake trying to kick your sister out was a mistake,you are really crafty," Mr Patrick added,"nooo don't misunderstand it.....please Mr Patrick am sorry " I begged,"you owe me no apology it your sister you offend" he replied I turn to look at Tilly she has that smug look on her

“Lay it on me.” Patrick huff from beside me as he maneuvers the car out of the parking garage. “You sound chipper for someone whose life is hanging in the balance.” I groan in frustration. “Ugh, stop being dramatic, Patrick. Tell me what happened.” “Well,” he starts but I find that the passing buildings outside are more interesting than being scolded another time tonight. “You certainly surprised everyone with your powerful speech earlier tonight. You certainly went off-tangent and a little more aggressive than what we talked about…”

Knowing this, I made full use of his weakness to mess with him. As expected, his expression soured. But he forced a jovial expression as he said, "You rarely ever praise others." I looked back at him and shot him a sweet smile. "But he'll never be as handsome as you. Lucille has met you before. How could she ever be attracted to men like that?" My words obviously implied something. A look of alarm appeared in Patrick's eyes as he registered my words. Patrick was very distracted on our way home from the hospital.

Luther warmly told me to eat and enjoy myself tonight, then coldly warned Patrick, "Don't bring every random person here. Not everyone is qualified to be in this place." I was sick of the whole scene. I couldn't help but roll my eyes as Travis and I walked away. Travis whispered smugly in my ear, "He's a horrible jerk. I'm much better—I'll keep you satisfied, day and night." I couldn't help but pinch his arm. "You better stay this good, or I'll dump you." After several rounds of drinks, the party was in full swing. Travis had been pulled away for business conversations, and my high heels were killing me, so I sat down on a sofa in a corner.

The other guys, three in number who stood around them laughs. "Sometimes I wonder what's gotten into you babe" Said Patrick retorts, laughing in between. "I told you, Pat, this isn't school, Okay?" she replies" and I told you to stop calling me that" "What? 'Babe'?" He begins to laugh again and I felt disgusted at this guy. I didn't know if my irritation towards him was because he was a complete scumbag to women or because of the stupid look on his face which gave his idiotic personality away at a first glance. Or because of how he kept trying to grab that lady without her consent.

The other guys,three in number who stood around them laughs. "Sometimes I wonder what's gotten into you babe"The said Patrick retorts, laughing in between. "I told you Pat,this isn't school,Okay?"she replies"and I told you to stop calling me that" "What? 'Babe'?" He begins to laugh again and I felt disgusted at this guy. I didn't know if my irritation towards him was because he was a complete scumbag to women or because of the stupid look on his face which gave his idiotic personality away at a first glance. Or because of how he kept trying to grab that lady without her consent.

“Well, there’s this one guy who sends himself motivational emails every Monday morning. Stuff like, ‘You’ve got this, champ!’ and ‘Remember, you’re the best thing this company has.’” “No!” I gasped, clutching my stomach as I laughed. “Do I know him?” “You might,” Patrick said cryptically. “Come on, give me a hint,” I pressed. “Let’s just say he’s very attached to his standing desk,” Patrick replied, his grin widening. I laughed so hard I nearly knocked over the bowl of chips. Talking to Patrick was like finding a hidden gem at the party. He was nerdy, quirky, and absolutely delightful. As we continued chatting, I felt a presence nearby. I turned my head to see Logan standing a few feet away,

'' he smiled. Aliyah took a sip and even though it was hot, she couldn't stop herself from taking larger sips until she got to half of the mug. ''See, I told you so. Never underestimate the power of Patrick's coffee.'' he smiled. Aliyah burst out laughing. That was the first cheesy thing he said in a very long while. It was good to see that her god-father still had the swag with him. It was a good change especially from all the tension from previous weeks.

I smirked and was about to leave --- "Tsk." I heard Patry laugh. "Treasured memories? More like foolish memories. Stop acting so highly. It's obvious that you're just trying to be brave even though you're really weak." I turned to him and our eyes met. "And stop acting like you care about all of my feelings. What if I get braver? Why? Are you afraid that I'm not a fool anymore unlike I believe in everything you say? And at least I know I still want to improve. How about you? You know, garbage will remain garbage. Even if you’ll be recycled, you're still garbage. You are too funny."

He lightly pushed Patrick away and said firmly, “Keep some distance while talking. If someone sees us, they’ll misunderstand.” Patrick chuckled softly but quickly controlled himself. Maintaining the seriousness of the situation was crucial—who knew, Mark might change his mind again after just getting motivated. “Hm… I didn’t know you could give such a good motivational speech,” Mark said as he sat down on his chair. “I learned everything from you, sir,” Patrick replied, buttering him up even more. Hearing so much praise, Mark started puffing up like a balloon. He ran a hand over his face once and asked again, “Am I really that handsome?”