>Top of the morning, straight out of bed, with a nice platform on the shoe I could hit about six feet, but probably, usually walking around I'm a lot closer to Five-Eleven. Which is really, it's not great. It's not great. The difference between Five-Eleven and six foot, it's so disheartening feeling like you're right on the cusp.
>im so tough and deep man
i know people like him irl and they are all insufferable tryhard lying pieces of shit and nobody takes them seriously
absolutely nobody
I've seen this guy around the block where I live, there were some gangbangers trying to rob a lady but he intervened. When the gangsters realized it was famous part time actor full time BADASS Jon Bernthal they quickly apologized and left. I don't doubt he would have easily pushed their shit in, he's 6'5 at least and must be some kind of Italian or something despite the slightly israeli name. It's good to see there are still real men in Hollywood who burn local.
his head shape would be so good for a space marine >just CG his noggin onto giant power armor and have him rant about the god emproer as he chops aliens to bits
fugg just put him into terminator armor
yeah joe I was such a hardcore kid man...I grew up around the hood. When I was young, I had nothing. No money, could barely afford a hot dinner. My parents, real working class people. Me and Joey Diaz used to work for the mob. It was crazy. Real hardcore. Even though I was israeli they still let me into cosa nostra. I was almost initiated into the whole thing.
That one time I was in Russia, it was crazy. Saw those gangsters trying to kidnap a russian girl, I almost stopped them but they had guns Joe, ak-47....hand grenade. A big huge knife like the one Rambo had in the movie. I couldn't do nothing about it. But I was a real one.
Once they saw me, they literally froze in their tracks. They dropped their weapons and I said to them Дa, имeннo тaк, я нacтoящий which means I'm a real one.
They had such respect for me they let me into their gang. I didn't have no money no nothin at this point, so I was desperate for work. First couple jobs was running drugs to some Cechens, then things got a bit heavy and I became their most sought after hitman. I have 43 confirmed kills and the Russians nick named me "Hacтoящий" which means "the Real One."
That photo is unironically scary, he's showing the most vulnerable part of his body like he doesn't care, normally you would never expose your neck like that, but here he knows you won't be able to do anything, and he's betting you to try. Legit spine chilling badassery.
When people say that God works in mysterious ways, I always think back to the time I met Jon Bernthal at a 7-11. I'm in the parking lot, locked in, gassed up, mask on, gloves on, strapped, looking for a quick fix and lock n loaded on the cashier inside. I'm about to bust big and feds can't catch the load, about to make an easy buck the hard way. I bust local into the joint and who's in line in front of me but The Punisher in the flesh. He sees me with my piece strapped to my thigh, sticks his hand down my pants and pulls it out, accidentally touching my wiener in the process. He says "C'mon man. I get it. I've been there. I'm bad, but this ain't it, dog. Big boys don't play around with kiddy shit. Don't fake out before you land real shit deep shit creek. c**t hard, brother. Big play comin' up." before sliding my gun back into my pants, touching my wiener again in the process. I went home penniless that day, but blowing bubbles all the way home. Burn local.
Damn, you just know this pure Italian Catholic guy is as HARD as he is HUMBLE. Two qualities that are a must for burning local. He's the kinda guy who will be on your side no matter what, come hell or high water, and if he leaves it you damn well know you deserved it.
Probably the most iconic Italian actor since prime DeNiro. He's got that authenticity to him, you can tell he's from the streets and hasn't changed. He could probably easily have been a high ranking mob boss.
Jesus dude, spoiler that shit. I just peed my pants
mask you sumtin
Ay Rig now lemmatellyousomin
>5'2"
you were sayin ?
>Top of the morning, straight out of bed, with a nice platform on the shoe I could hit about six feet, but probably, usually walking around I'm a lot closer to Five-Eleven. Which is really, it's not great. It's not great. The difference between Five-Eleven and six foot, it's so disheartening feeling like you're right on the cusp.
134 pounds of pure terror
He’s cute
>im so tough and deep man
i know people like him irl and they are all insufferable tryhard lying pieces of shit and nobody takes them seriously
absolutely nobody
cereal lier
I've seen this guy around the block where I live, there were some gangbangers trying to rob a lady but he intervened. When the gangsters realized it was famous part time actor full time BADASS Jon Bernthal they quickly apologized and left. I don't doubt he would have easily pushed their shit in, he's 6'5 at least and must be some kind of Italian or something despite the slightly israeli name. It's good to see there are still real men in Hollywood who burn local.
here is photo I took as a proof
Is he gonna sex his butthole?
burn freeze
his head shape would be so good for a space marine
>just CG his noggin onto giant power armor and have him rant about the god emproer as he chops aliens to bits
fugg just put him into terminator armor
yeah joe I was such a hardcore kid man...I grew up around the hood. When I was young, I had nothing. No money, could barely afford a hot dinner. My parents, real working class people. Me and Joey Diaz used to work for the mob. It was crazy. Real hardcore. Even though I was israeli they still let me into cosa nostra. I was almost initiated into the whole thing.
That one time I was in Russia, it was crazy. Saw those gangsters trying to kidnap a russian girl, I almost stopped them but they had guns Joe, ak-47....hand grenade. A big huge knife like the one Rambo had in the movie. I couldn't do nothing about it. But I was a real one.
Once they saw me, they literally froze in their tracks. They dropped their weapons and I said to them Дa, имeннo тaк, я нacтoящий which means I'm a real one.
They had such respect for me they let me into their gang. I didn't have no money no nothin at this point, so I was desperate for work. First couple jobs was running drugs to some Cechens, then things got a bit heavy and I became their most sought after hitman. I have 43 confirmed kills and the Russians nick named me "Hacтoящий" which means "the Real One."
>Me and Joey Diaz
REAL GREASEBALL SHIT
WE THE REAL ITALIANS
freeze global and find out
That photo is unironically scary, he's showing the most vulnerable part of his body like he doesn't care, normally you would never expose your neck like that, but here he knows you won't be able to do anything, and he's betting you to try. Legit spine chilling badassery.
*rubs head *
*looks from side to side
He's got that old school Italian look down to a tee. Scorcese should use him again
What's his stance on holocaust in Palestine?
If he were there on that accursed day of Oct 7th, things would've gone down differently that's all I'll say.
I wouldn't want to be his janitor
When people say that God works in mysterious ways, I always think back to the time I met Jon Bernthal at a 7-11. I'm in the parking lot, locked in, gassed up, mask on, gloves on, strapped, looking for a quick fix and lock n loaded on the cashier inside. I'm about to bust big and feds can't catch the load, about to make an easy buck the hard way. I bust local into the joint and who's in line in front of me but The Punisher in the flesh. He sees me with my piece strapped to my thigh, sticks his hand down my pants and pulls it out, accidentally touching my wiener in the process. He says "C'mon man. I get it. I've been there. I'm bad, but this ain't it, dog. Big boys don't play around with kiddy shit. Don't fake out before you land real shit deep shit creek. c**t hard, brother. Big play comin' up." before sliding my gun back into my pants, touching my wiener again in the process. I went home penniless that day, but blowing bubbles all the way home. Burn local.
Damn, you just know this pure Italian Catholic guy is as HARD as he is HUMBLE. Two qualities that are a must for burning local. He's the kinda guy who will be on your side no matter what, come hell or high water, and if he leaves it you damn well know you deserved it.
Burn Coal
>jew
He looks like a goblin orc hybrid.
Probably the most iconic Italian actor since prime DeNiro. He's got that authenticity to him, you can tell he's from the streets and hasn't changed. He could probably easily have been a high ranking mob boss.