PATRICK'S GIANT BEEF: Home

                                                 (Yes, I went there. It got your attention though, didn't it??? See...I'm not the only sick one! Ahaaa!)

WARNING: IF YOU ARE EASILY OFFENDED BY PEOPLE BEING ANGRY, SARCASTIC, OR, BY PEOPLE WHO MAKE    OBSERVATIONS AND HAVE OPINIONS, STOP READING HERE. ONLY BRAVE SOULS MAY CONTINUE.

Now experience the terror and relish in the rage, as you gaze long and hard at my glorious beef page(s).
Sometimes it'll be short. Sometimes it'll be long. Sometimes, it'll be just a little bit wrong.
It'll make you laugh. It'll make you sigh. In the end, it'll probably just make you cry (ouch).
Down below are the things that make me very, very sore. You know you wanna read 'em,  you dirty, dirty...
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For all those who are still befuddled by the segment above and have no idea what this section is about...here is the definition of "BEEF" used here--
Beef  (verb):  complain; "What was he hollering about?"
To bellyache, bitch, gripe, grouse, squawk, holler, crab, kvetch, quetch, complain, sound off, kick.
To express complaints, discontent, displeasure, or unhappiness; "My mother complains all day"; "She has a lot to kick about."
Now, please continue. Just follow the direction of the pretty purple arrow. It's very simple.

Oh, wait! Sorry bout that! I've moved everything to subpages. I feared my beef was becoming too long for one mere page, so from now on, I've decided to spread it out. It can be very overwhelming to view so much beefyness all at once. I do this for you my friends. I care for you deeply. You're my brothers and sisters in beef.