I'd love to kick Warwick Davis in the head...

I'd love to kick Warwick Davis in the head. Just take a few steps run up then catch him with the full force of my steel capped toe under his chin, send that little faggot flying through the air.

As he lies on the floor, coughing and wheezing and chocking on his own blood, his jaw a mangled mess of bones detached from the rest of his skull, I stand over him and laugh wickedly. He looks up at me in fear and pain, his eyes searching, begging me for mercy. He finds none. I raise my boot then stomp down, splitting his skull like a melon and finally ending his pathetic life.

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That's not nice. Not very nice at all.

I'd like you to apologise. Right now.

If you don't, you'll be in a world of hurt.

HO HO HO HO HO HO

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Now pick on someone your own size

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Congratulations manlet you finally found someone shorter than you that you can beat up.

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say goodbye to your freedom little guy

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Poor imitation of the kidnap midget pasta. Sad!

based schizo dwarf hating poster

I want to protect Warren Davis

Dumb fucking Brit expects this for Americans

I saw Warwick Davis at a grocery store in LA yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for photos or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen Milky Ways in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.

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No you wouldn't coward.

Midge.

lol what a FAGGOT

>banter is a hate crime

Im still amazed the brits havent all descended into another civil war

We're too comfy mate.
Wait until the price of tea doubles after brexit, then we'll be in the streets.

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>added to filter list

I can't even imagine what it feels like to lose your girl to warwick davis.
The pain this user's going through must be unreal.

Karl?

bump

jabbaposter i love you and appreciate the joy you’ve given me in multiple threads wherever you are in the world i hope you have a good day :)

Half man half biscuit.

In the pass the muttering sickness leaped into our throats, coughing and spitting in the silver morning, frost on our bones. Most of the ape forms died there on the treeless slopes, dumb animal eyes on "me" brought the sickness from white time caves frozen in my throat to hatch in the warm steamlands spitting song of scarlet bursts in egg flesh, beyond the pass, limestone slopes down into a high green savanna and the grass-wind on our genitals, came to a swamp fed by hot springs and mountain ice. and fell in flesh heaps, sick apes spitting blood laugh, sound bubbling in throats torn with the talk sickness, faces and bodies covered with pus foam, animal hair thru the purple sex- flesh, sick sound twisted thru body, underwater music bubbling in blood beds, human faces tentative flicker in and out of focus. We waded into the warm mud-water, hair and ape flesh off in screaming strips, stood naked human bodies covered with phosphorescent green jelly, soft tentative flesh cut with ape wounds, peeling other genitals, fingers and tongues rubbing off the jelly-cover, body melting pleasure-sounds in the warm mud. till the sun went and a blue wind of silence touched human faces and hair. When we came out of the mud we had names.

I am sexually attracted to midgets. Like Jessica Parker Kennedy

>I am going to kill you
>banter
Sometimes I forget just how dangerously stupid most anons are, thanks for the reminder.