Imagine seeing Warwick Davis shopping at the mall before Christmas. You run into him on the third floor, carrying dozens of bags that are far too heavy for his stubby little arms and puny fingers. He's struggling, sweat is pouring off his deformed little forehead as he tries to get his gifts home for his family. You feel the rage build up in you, looking at this decrepit little gnome pulling all these bags, making little grunts in his stupid little high pitched voice. Unconsciously, you find yourself striding towards him, with venomous intent in your eyes. He catches sight of you approaching, his tiny freak head lifts slightly, you can see the fear in his eyes like a zebra looking at a lion on the hunt. In an instant, you grab him by his tiny legs and begin walking over to the balcony that overlooks the mall floor, Warwick too weak to fight back, only whimpering. Three floors up is a good height to a human being, but to this imp? It might as well be the Grand Canyon. You lift him over your head like a sack of potatoes and you toss the little midge over the edge, and you hear his goofy high pitched yelps as he falls. He smacks his head off a cupcake kiosk, his tiny brains splattered all over a group of Chinese tourists like a Jackson Pollock painting, the elves from the nearby Santa Claus chair rush over, thinking one of their own has committed suicide again. In this moment, you feel triumph.
Imagine seeing Warwick Davis shopping at the mall before Christmas. You run into him on the third floor...
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>It was a packed theater while watching Batman V Superman my seat was the perfect distance from the screen and centered. As the last preview played I saw a couple of ushers walk in and put some type of fucking high chair device on the seat directly in front of me. It’s not to bad I can see over it. But then this little fuck comes waddling through the aisle. This fuck is so fucking small that nobody has to adjust their legs when he walks pass them but he says excuse me anyway. When he arrives in front of that booster seat he nods to the gentleman next to it and the guy proceeds to pick him up with ease and place him on that midget throne. Now my view is completely fucked. I have to stare at this abominations bald spot the entire fucking movie. I get irritated half way through and start to chuck popcorn at this fucks bald spot. When the film was over his head was covered with bruises from the popcorn. I later found out that deformed son of immortan Joe looking asshole was Warick Davis.
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