link some scenes from this kino and discuss how much we love this funny man
for me it's cyberbully youtube.com
link some scenes from this kino and discuss how much we love this funny man
for me it's cyberbully youtube.com
nobody here is a warwick davis fan?
I'm his biggest fan
i enjoyed the show way before the meme got around. Unfortunately it is just Warwick being a dwarf version of David Brent
When he berates that disabled kid in the classroom is probably one of the best scenes in British Yea Forums history
>classroom scene
>dumping dishwasher scene
>leaning back on his chair during date scene
>stuck in bathroom scene
>dangerous rapist scene
show was filled with gold yet i remember it mostly being super dull
let's get this started
>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
I'm gnot a gnoblin, I'm gnot a gnelf
I'm a GNOME
Warwick is great. He's a boomer so he doesn't understand the bants.
I want to help Warwick Davis. I want to give him the money and the manpower to fight this evil hive of scum and villanry that is Yea Forums. I want him to file a class action lawsuit, and shut this wretched hellhole down. I then want to softly stroke his head, and let him know that everything is okay...the bad people are gone now...
Then I want to punt kick him into an active volcano, so he can at least die happy.
Do you think his neck would break but still be attached to his body If you were to kick his head with full force or would his head just come clean off?
How Kevin Hart sees himself
The funniest thing to do to Warwick Davis and his family would be to kidnap him, and construct an elaborate midget village in a warehouse where he and his family could live in an appropriately sized home custom built for their various deformities. A peaceful place with all sorts of midget sized attractions and places to visit: a midget supermarket with small food stuffs and a midget car lot with little midget cars and a midget bar with tiny beer and shot glasses and liquor bottles.
Then once they’ve realized they can’t escape and have settled in, I would begin coming into the midget village at night dressed like a Kaiju monster and begin destroying their midget sized world, building by building, piece by piece. I would give them midget sized conventional appliances and whatnot to potentially Macguyver into possible defenses. I would of course crush any possible defense they could imagine with my normal sized feet.
They would be powerless to stop me, and I could finally experience my lifelong dream of watching all hope leave a man, a man I break by continuous, world ending torment. As his tiny hands reached toward their artificial sun set against the ceiling of what is only one ordinary sized warehouse, but to them their entire midget world, he would beg for his midget god to save him. I would answer his wailing cry with a declaration: But Warwick, I am your god now.
I'm going to roast Warwick Davis and his family alive. Oh God, It's gonna be great. You start with his kids. It wouldn't even be hard, just hold both parents in your left arm while the right holds a twig you found in your backyard, both of his kids skewed between two marshmallows. The screams of the parents are at first drowned out by the screams of the kids, but eventually the kids stop. Your dog runs by and hits your leg, causing you to lose balance and one kid and the front marshmallow burst into flame. You take your loss and let them fall into the fire, while both balloon up and eventually pop and sizzle, becoming one with the hot burning coals. The other kid you get just right though, evenly crisped from top to bottom. When you move onto the parents you decide to not go through the trouble of roasting both so you just throw Warwick's wife into the fire immediately in lieu of a new piece of wood. Now Warwick, Warwick you really have to take your time with. You just hold Warwick over the firepit with your own two hands until the Ewok costume becomes engulfed in hellish, licking flames. Once you drop him into the pit you think that you're just looking at the Ewoks face, but you realize that it's already burned away and Warwick has the exact same dead, black eyes. You stomp out the flames and the Ewok fur gets caught on your shoe. You scrape it off with the marshmallow stick and move onto the next midge family.
>didn't care for it at first
>fucking ewok costume
based
S T A R V E
based
HOUSE, INT - NIGHT
(i have my back turned to the camera, a sharply tailored dress shirt with suspenders, I can be seen mixing a drink at the personal bar)
ME: Well, well, well... It seems I have you right where I want you Mr. Davis.
(Warwick Davis is tied to a chair, hes calm but focused)
WARWICK: so you think, Yea Forums.
ME: shhh... I'll let you know when its your turn to speak Mr. Davis.
(I sip my drink and sit down in a chair next to the bar)
(slowly untying my shoes dress shoes) ME: do you know why I brought you here?
WARWICK: enlighten me.
(taking off shoes) ME: truth is Mr. Davis, I find your kind repulsive. (points at WARWICK with shoe)
(brings out steel toed caterpillar boots from under chair) ME: your beady little eyes, stubby little fingers, gigantic disproportionate heads, and worst of all your inflated egos. to think such diseased creatures have the audacity to reproduce. i mean, really mr. davis, look at your children. why would you condemn them to a life of suffering just to fulfill your own misguided desires?
WARWICK: so you're saying i have no quality of life? that i don't deserve to live? why? because i'm a little person?
(tying off boots) ME: little person, dwarf, midget, gnome; it doesn't matter how you brand yourself WARWICK, you are still an abomination. you see that don't you?
(tears in his eyes, clenching his tiny fists) WARWICK: what gives you the fucking right!? to.. to pick and choose who deserves to live and die? i am a good person, i give back to the community! what the fuck do you do!?
(standing up and working into the boots) ME: enough WARWICK, you're not a martyr. you're a midget. you cannot talk your way out of this.
(disgusted) WARWICK: oh fuck off. this is just a charade. you havent got the balls you ignorant little pip! bigot!!
(lining up the shot) ME: steady now, Mr. Davis...
(panicking) WARWICK: okay! okay! please okay wait please!
(stopping and loosening cuff links) ME: hm?
cont.
WARWICK: money.. I have money. I'll give you whatever you want..
(throws drink on warwick and smashes glass on the floor) ME: CUNT!! despicable little goblin fuck! you think I want money!? the chair you are tied to is worth more than the shoebox you live in.
(spitting drink and catching breath) WARWICK: then what!? what do you want!? please dont do this i have kids please! my wife!
(reaches into back pocket) ME: yes your family, i almost forgot.
(pulls out polaroids)
ME: this is your wife (still of mrs davis walking into house where warwick is now)
(warwick is visibly distressed, wide eyed)
(shuffling through photos) ME: i guess she prefers normal men as well (stills of me and mrs. davis having sex)
(smirking) ME: I made her call me Willow.
WARWICK: motherfucker! (desperately tries to free himself from his binds, thrashing about) AHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
ME: relax Mr. Davis.. you are embarrassing yourself. that's clear scotch tape i tied you with. I didn't even need duct tape heh.
(reassuming punt position)
ME: and now Mr. Davis, any last words?
WARWICK: I-I- I wa..
(interrupting) ME: Christ, it was rhetorical Warwick. I couldn't give a fuck about your last words. (winding up punt)
WARWICK: no. no. NO! WAI-
(warwick is punted so hard in the head he and the chair fall backwards. a grotesque split welt already formed on his temple. i stand over him stomping his head into the floor over and over. the blood drops splattering my face and white shirt. gripping the bar for support and i stomp over and over and over. i stop and quickly pick up the chair with warwick still tied to it, and scream while slamming it against the wall until the chair splinters into pieces and Warwick falls into a pile on the floor.)
*CUTS TO BLACK*
Absolute gold, my sir.
I'd love to play a game of Fridge The Midge with Warwick Davis. What's Fridge The Midge, one might ask? It's simple: you put a midget in a refrigerator. You and the boys put him in the crisper drawer, shut the door, gather 'round, drink some cold ones, and laugh yourself lightheaded over hearing the pathetic little midget's futile attempts to escape. He's not strong enough to push the door open, he doesn't have the leverage or space to even get the crisper drawer open, the cold is slowing him down, he's running out of air, he knows it's almost over for him and starts screaming for help. Maybe you liven things up a little by shaking the refrigerator to spook him, or say "oh my God is somebody in there" and open the door to give him a glimmer of hope before slamming it shut and mocking him, it's up to you. I wouldn't recommend letting the midget die, that's when things get complicated. Though, I suppose it'll be easy to hide the body, considering... you know.
>that episode where Karl showcases that little faggot in a freak show and quite literally puts him in his place
Absolute kino.
someone post the message someone typed to him
kek thanks user
I'd like to ride go-karts with Warwick Davis
I feel like barraging him with shit like this would make him go mental.
hey little guy
what's his endgame
MIDGE
1-3: kick him in the head
4-6: starve him
7-9: rape his daughter
0: warwick sues you
dubs: beat him to death with his children as weapons
trips: have beers with dinklage
quads: warwick has Yea Forums shutdown
Can we PLEASE get back on topic and post funny scenes from the kino Life's Too Short rather than engaging in childish abuse of little poople.
Thank you.
Christ i didn't know it was english I absolutely hate it unfathomably more.
>oi i fookin owpend utube and this cunt mayde a reeply
christ i fucking hate this midget with a passion
That Shakira line is 100% Mech-Ant, he loves that her breasts are small and humble.
Personally I'd starve Warwick Davis. It should not take too long given his size. Make him stick thin and so feeble. Then I would feign pity and serve him a plate of delicious char siu meat, with rich, sticky sauce, perfect pancakes, refreshing drinks... go all out. Give that little bastard a banquet. Watch him greedily devour the meat. His lips, teeth, and fingers sticky with the sauce as he throws manners and decorum out of the window in a mad rush to satiate himself. Then, when he's satisfied and feels thing are looking up, I shall reveal he has not been feasting on char siu pork but... char siu Harrison Davis. Yes, I will have ensured Warwick Davis greedily gobbled up the flesh of his mutant son that I butchered after growing bored with torturing him. As the tears well up in his eyes and he refuses to belief me, I shall let out a truly evil, bone chilling laugh and upend the contents of a box I'll have near me; it will be the mangled remains of his son. His legs gone, his skin flayed, castrated, eyes missing, his fingers and arms broken, and head twisted around. That is what I would do to that little bastard. The louder he screams and cries in anguish, the louder and more evil my cackle becomes. Hell, it may just kill me because I'll be struggling to breath as I'll be laughing so hard. I will then loop the footage of his son being raped by a dog, tortured, and then butchered by me 24/7 at maximum volume. This is the fate that awaits you, you vile little goblin.
The midge wanted a pizza in China. Karl gave him a pizza. Have some rabbit head, thinking you're better than me. Midge.
Trips and beer are best combo
What’s the difference between a truck full of Warwick Davis’s and a truck full of bowling balls?
You can load a truck full of Warwick Davis’s with a pitchfork.
Damn you must feel like a big man making fun of midgets.
he only needs to stand to do that
midge
>Big man
For you.
roll
>You imagine yourself...
>...as a fictional character.
>On a hit, epic motion picture.
>Either a theatrical presentation ala Gladiator
>Or a patrician television series, broadcast say on HBO, home of Rome and Game of Thrones.
>You are the either a hero or a villain, whichever you prefer to call yourself.
>You are facing your archrival, the wretched Pretender "Emperor" Warwickus Midgius Daviscus.
>The arc has reached its climax.
>This stump of a "man", this mutt, this mongrel, this ANIMAL is the only thing standing between you and your birthright, ruler of the Great user Empire.
>You know what you must do, and you proceed without mercy.
>"NOOOOOOOOOOO!"
>"THIS CANNOT BE HAPPENING, I'M IN CHARGE HERE"
>"B-B-B-BUT I BLOCKED YOU ON TWITTER!"
>"NOOOOOO EMPEROR ANONIUS I BEG YOU!"
>"HAVE MERCYYYYYYYYY!!!!!!"
>tfw someone disagrees with you on Twitter.
OMAE WA MOU SHINDERU
>Filthy fucking niggers! *toss* Go back to your own country! *throw* We don't want you here! *hurl*
>Get the fuck out of here, Jews! *toss* The Holocaust didn't happen! *throw* But it fucking should have! *hurl*
To think you share a board with anons who would stoop so low.
>I made her call me Willow.
I almost died
>blocked in THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
fucking midge
Anything involving midgets make me feel like a big man
quads incoming
AND YOU'VE BEEN GNOMED
Life's Too Short was hilarious.
Based
strawpoll.me
let's settle this