Paddy “Punk” Pearlman is the promoter and self-proclaimed manager of The Hard Times. Paddy has an appreciation for “the bleeding edge” of punk, everything from Pearl Jam to My Chemical Romance. He goes by many monickers — “Mayor of The Bowery,” “The Colonel,” “The Elder Statesman” — all of which other people have totally called him, and definitely not nicknames he has tried to give himself. Comedically, his influences run the gamut from Theo Von to Bill Maher, and his Borat impression is nationally ranked.
Paddy is a registered IPA sommelier, a certified life coach, and was the first American to say, “‘Idiocracy’ is a documentary.”
He is currently single, ready to mingle, and his whereabouts on January 6th, 2021, are none of your concern.
When the fuck did we get so afraid of violence in this country?
If there’s one thing me and my AI therapist can agree on, it’s that you lose 100% of the fights you don’t start. Winning fights is how you win at life. So if you don’t want to lose by default, you gotta show up. You gotta take up space. You gotta walk right up to some dude at the bar who wasn’t looking at you and say, “What the fuck are you lookin at?”
You gotta be that guy.
Let’s say you enter a room, and no one is starting any shit. Some would call that ideal. I call it an opportunity. Pick out the alpha and shrink his IQ with a coma punch to the back of the head. I learned that move during a bar fight–specifically the UFC fight on the big TV at the bar–and it breaks pussies like matchsticks. See? They didn’t start the fight, so they lost, and now they’re stuck with the bill for however long they’re out. What a fucking failure.
I know what you’re thinking: “You should only fight in self-defence.” Uh, OK, that only makes sense if you never want to win a fight. Me? I wake up at 4 every morning so I can find an ass to kick before sunup.
Trust me, I’ve been in tons of fights, and I’ve won every one, except for when the other guy cheated (fought a lot of cheaters) or if you count divorces. In fact, I wouldn’t even say I lost the last divorce! The judge let me keep my bass guitars in the settlement. “Smoke in the Water” sounds a lot better without someone constantly reminding you how you promised to pick up your mother-in-law from the hospital.
Look, I’m trying to help you win at life. You just gotta sack up, walk into that Dave & Buster’s, and let everyone know you’re NOT there to lose. As the Bible says, “Do undo others before they do undo you.” I like that so much I got it inked on my dick. It’s easier to read now that I’m back on T/Gel and red light therapy.
Anyway, I copy/pasted all of this from my dating profile at Christian Mingle. If you don’t have a high school diploma, hit me up. Females only!
