Willow

someone post it

It was my favorite when I was a kid. No other movie has a little guy protagonist that I could remember.

I mean there was this one I was just reminded of but I never saw it.

I don't even know what to call these guys anymore.

>kills the kids mom
>dies
>goes to heaven to bone her

He was playing 6D chess.

midge

he actually looks fuckable here

Is it still on for when the one user finds him?

I'd fuck him. That's right, I'd fuck him. I would rub my cock until I was rock hard, I'd hold that fucking creature against the cold bitumin and I'd shove myself so far up his malformed asshole my throbbing, cum-filled fuck organ would poke through this tiny faggot's twisted, disproportioned mouth. I'd fuck my cock right through him, and there's not a single fucking thing he could do about it. He sits in his little home with his little midge family, living off royalties from his freakshow displays in Hollywood. Because let's not fool ourselves, he doesn't "act", he's in movies because freakshows are frowned upon and everybody knows it, including him and his goblin family. His disgusting misshapen family, what a sickening thought. Can you believe those things can actually breed? I can't imagine those godforsaken creatures spawned from anything greater than a lab experiment gone wrong, an amalgamation of a human being and some kind of insect or sea plankton. I hate them. He'd never see any of them again, not once I was through with him. Even if he did, they would recognise him. After the first half hour his internal organs would be so mangled and distorted, his body wouldn't be able to support his abhorrent, inhuman frame. I fuck him relentlessly, his only breaths would be sucked in through the tiny gap my cock leaves as I retreat before the next thrust. After an hour he'd be so loose, the only friction my cock would receive from thrusting would be against the pulpy organ mince and pools of blood clogging every crevice of his demonic inner workings. I hate that fucking midge, and I'd fuck my hate right through him. I'd fuck him until my cum was the most distinguishable feature in the squishy pool of remains left when I was finished, then I'd fuck him some more. I'd promise that as long as there is air in my lungs and cum in my balls, I will not allow these demons to roam the Earth. I'd then leave to find his kin, and let the rain wash him down the drainpipe.

quick rundown?

It appears so.

see

Good fpbp

>>>reddit.com

Yikes

My vote is for Time Bandits.

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I loved that movie as a kid.

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.

MIDGE

Freaks (1933)

Although technically, the midget was a dwarf.

Yeah I'm thinking he's based

I'd like to take Warwick on a helicopter ride with his son. We'd laugh and joke together. I'd tell Warwick about how much I've enjoyed spending time with him. I'd tell him he should be proud of his little boy and that both of them are incredible human beings. I tell him that this young lad has an inspiring future ahead of him. I'd thank him for a wonderful day. I'd then open then door, grab both of the gremlins, and dangle them over the cabin's edge. They'd cry, scream, and beg for mercy. Oh, music to my ears. I'd tell Warwick to tell his little boy that he loves him, for it's the last time he'll ever get to do so. Warwick begs to no avail. He eventually realises how steel my resolve is. 'Son... Harrison. I lo--' the little bastard croakes out before I let go of the mutant son. As he falls Warwick can only look on in horror as his little boy dangles and flails as he hurdles toward the earth at breakneck speed until he hits the rock hard ground and splats into pure goo. I look down at the pile of mush below us and smile. I take a deep breath of pure joy and then look straight into Warwick's teary eyes. Then I let go of the midge too.

dinklage mogs him so hard

>5'11 vs 6'0

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