ITT: We write to Warwick Davis one post at a time until the thread 404s

ITT: We write to Warwick Davis one post at a time until the thread 404s

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Fuck suck cuck pluck

kick

sneed

Why does he leave his DM's open when he's been subject to attacks before?

Midge

sneed

Sneed

punt

You were good at Harry Potter movies because you actually are an ugly fucking goblin in real life.

Oh im sure a dozen messages from deranged virgins from Zig Forums left him petrified. Celebrities do things for attention and when they can appear as a poor little victim its even better

microchildren

FAGGOT

N

Chick-fil-A has the yummiest chicken tendies imaginable.

>little victim

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Soon, we will make your film about holocausting midgets a reality.

Do not include: OP, show us what you got so far.

I LOVE BLACK COCK

I wish I could lock Warwick Davis in a tiny closest for a few days without food or water. Warwick begs to be let out but I refuse. His cries of agony and despair grow weaker by the day as he runs out of calories but my resolve is unmoved. After a few days of Warwick sitting in the empty closest surrounded by his own shit I open the door. Warwick, suddenly getting a shot of adrenaline, rushes towards the door. He almost immediately stops however when he sees I’m holding up his wife Samantha by her hair. Warwick screams "DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH HER YOU MONSTER", but it changes nothing. I take a box cutter and slash open her throat and throw her deformed bleeding body into the closest with Warwick locking the door behind me. I enjoy listening to the sounds of Warwick's cries of anguish grow quieter as he remembers he’s nearly starved to death. I being a merciful captor open the door as Warwick is on the verge of death and place a glass of water inside and close the door. Warwick promptly drinks the water extending his life by a day or two. He wipes away his tears thinking he might have a chance of survival, all he needs is some food now. I quickly open the door again sliding in a tiny grill and some salt before closing the door again. I yell through the door "bon appetit Midge!". Warwick screaming at me inaudible insults soon stops realizing what he must do to survive. He most consume the carcass of his midge wife. Warwick overcome with hunger doesn’t resist for too long before ripping away pieces of the body and throwing them on the grill cooking it. The smell is foul and Warwick's cries as he eats the meat are blissful. Warwick now full but overcome with sadness tries to use his wife’s hair to hang himself but he soon backs down like the coward he is. I then open the door putting a 9mm round into his skull finally ending his pathetic life.

It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad World is Kino. Thanks for recommending it bros.

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eugenics

Midge

Shut the fuck up I never told you shit

db cooper

He's an old man who lived his entire life as a midge and has heard them all. Nothing you say directed towards him will hurt.

If you really want to go for the jugular, insult his midget abomination kids. He has two of those.

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Perfect.

Thanks for the recommendation KINO bro! I'll keep you posted when I check out the rest of your list.

Imagine bringing two lives into this world to suffer the same deformed fate as you did.

Just look at these selfish fucks.

Would you?

bang his midget daughter? nah.

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circumcised cock

His midge daughter is kinda hot ngl. His wife however is disgusting.

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The real question is who fucked that

CIA: Dr. Pavel, I'm CIA.

Masketta Man: He wasn't alone.

CIA: Uh, you don't get to bring friends.

Dr. Pavel: They're not my friends.

Masketta Man: Don't worry, no charge for them.

CIA: And why would I want them?

Masketta Man: They were trying to grab your prize. They work for the mercenary... the masked man.

CIA: Bane? Get 'em on board, I'll call it in.

CIA: The Flight Plan I just filled with the Agency lists me, my men, and Dr. Pavel here but only one of you!

CIA: FIRST ONE TO TALK GETS TO STAY ON MY AIRCRAFT!

CIA: WHO PAID YOU TO GRAB DR. PAVEL?

CIA: HE DIDN'T FLY SO GOOD! WHO WANTS TO TRY NEXT?

CIA: TELL ME ABOUT BANE! WHY DOES HE WEAR THE MASK?

CIA: LOT OF LOYALTY FOR A HIRED GUN!

Bane: Or perhaps he's wondering why someone would shoot a man before throwing him out of a plane...

CIA: At least you can talk, who are you?

Bane: It doesn't matter who we are... What matters is our plan.

Bane: No one cared who I was 'till I put on the mask.

CIA: If I pull that off will you die?

Bane: It would be extremely painfull...

CIA: You're a big guy!

Bane: For you.

CIA: Was getting caught part of your plan?

Bane: Of course!

Bane: Dr. Pavel refused our offer in favor of yours, we had to find out what he told you.

Dr. Pavel: Nothing! I said nothing!

CIA: Well congratulations, you got yourself caught!

Sir: Sir?

CIA: Now what's the next step of your master plan?

Bane: Crashing this plane... WITH NO SURVIVORS!!!!!!

Dr. Pavel: [Incoherent screaming] AAAAAAAHHH STAY AWAY, MY ARM!!!! OH HAH!!! NOOOOOLAN BRAVO! OH HAAAAAAAH! [More incoherent screaming]

Bane: No! They expect one of us in the wreckage, brother!

Juan: Have we started the fire?

Bane: Yes! The fire rises!

Dr. Pavel: [Incoherent screaming]

Bane: Calm down, Doctor. Now is not the time for fear... That comes later!

She looks like a puppet. Lol

Jews

Gandalf!