Tales of actors who sought revenge on Yas Forums?
Tales of actors who sought revenge on Yas Forums?
Quick rundown?
midge
kick midge
>rice sized toe
Too much hilarity for such a small frame
I, for one, would like to stick my thumbs into Warick Davis's eye sockets. I want to feel his ocular organs squish into a bloody, viscous pulp beneath the soft, yielding flesh of my fingertips. I want to hear his screams of absolute terror and pain as he realizes he'll never see again.
Then, I would remove my thumbs from his eyesockets, giving him a brief respite as I grabbed a pair of barbeque tongs and a dull butterknife. with the tongs I would pluck out his ruined eyeballs and sever the optic nerves with the butter knife. at this point I would already have a hot plate going with a buttered pan ready to crudely sautee Warwick's juicy macula. As they sizzled in the pan, he would smell them, and after having been starved for days on end, he might even have the nerve to comment about how good whatever I was cooking smelled - not being able to see what it was, of course.
"Here, try some." I would offer, giving him a heaping spoonful of the fried, well-seasoned sight-flesh. He would gobble it down eagerly, begging for more like the deformed goblin he was, still not aware of what he was eating. I would feed him the rest, and only after he had eaten it all would I tell him what it truly was.
As he screamed in horror and retched, I would put my thumbs into his empty eyesockets for the last time. I would drive them deep, deep into his empty ocular cavities, until I broke through the fragile bone and began to push my fingers into his brain. Slowly, his musical shrieking of pain and terror would abate as his brain becomes too damaged to operate his vocal cords, let alone comprehend what is happening to him.
At this point, I place my massive, throbbing erection in front of his vegetative face and begin to powerfuck his eye sockets. In and out, in and out, over and over, until his brains are nothing more than a mess of dead cells and tangled dendrites. As I climaxed, I would push myself balls deep into his skull, seed mixing with ruined neurons in a perverse cocktail.
midge fuck should be kicked in the head
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.
Imagine a fist fight between Hiro and this midge.
just a small problem
>Warwick drops a quarter on the ground
>Hiro bends down to pick it up
>Warwick decks him in the face
gaaaaaay yours sounds like a snuff film.
the original is still best.
for me it's fridge the midge but the original is needed to make the rest of them more funny
Why is there no good midge porn anymore? The only decent looking one currently working that I know of is Tiny Texie, and all her shit is solo or being raped by two Amazons with strapons.
>the original
The original was about Verne Troyer you newfag poser.
I'm glad it got switched to Warwick.
It became less funny to make fun of Verne after his death.
her eyes are hideous though, I cannot fap to her, she looks too evil
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.
Hate crime reported to the police and report made to the jannies. Expect a knock at the door and a 3 day ban. Cheers!
midge
Verne Troyer's dead.
Yes, and the original pastas were all written for him. You're new if you think the "original" was written in 2019.
He's seriously morally repugnant for reproducing and therefore passing on his subhuman genetic burden to the next generation and creating deffective life that will live in misery. Dysgenics needs to be stopped.
EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
rest in peace little niggah
>actor
I really like the part where he pretends to be a real human
>people who use the iphone caricature of bitmoji version of themselves as avatars
Truly subhuman
>look apple can clone me!
Newfag