Can someone please explain how one man manages to be so based?

Knows how to have fun with himself instead of wallowing on self-pity

the worst thing about this piece of human filth is how he procreated
fully aware of his condition and genetic inheritance, he married a woman with a different type of dwarfism, maximizing the genetic fuckup potential

2 of his children died from complications related to inheriting multiple types of dwarfism and his son suffered from chronic pains
i can't fathom how much of a piece of shit one man can be, to the point of not giving a fuck about your future children's suffering

but hey what do i know? wear this big (proportionally at least) ugly fucking grin, make funny faces and weird noises, 1 or 2 self depreciating jokes and suddenly you're the greatest fellow out there!

5'11 vs 6ft

he's Yea Forums's patron saint now

Seething incel

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hobbits are larger, we're talking munchkins here

you're not going to say the M word, are you Yea Forums?

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i got a bit of a chub

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Manlet height. Speaking of which, a while ago I had the unfortunate luck to end up on the same plane as a legit midget not a manlet but a fucking dwarf. my little sister who I was traveling with at the time recognized the fucked from Harry Potter. And all I could think about was oh how lovely it would be to frontraise that fucker with a straight left arm and repetedly punch his oversized melon head while he’s desperately moving his pencil hands trying to stop me with all his might, fucker would probably scratch my forearm but after a few punches that would stop. And I could take my time to get my straps ready. I would gently place him on the ground and grab a hold of his legs and arms and put my straps on. Then I would step on his back which would surely result in him waking up from the beating I previously gave him and scream because I weigh around 240 Ibs and my weight alone on his back might break it. Then I deadlift that fucker straight up hopefully tearing his limbs off. then I would walk over to his family limbs still attached via the straps and give them a nice red shower before beating the children to death with their vile sire's limbs before sauntering back to the gremlin and kicking him in the head with my steel capped boots before he died from the blood loss.

imagine the davis family starring on a slasher movie