When I was a boy, my father took me into the city for hotdogs and lemonade. They had a zoo there, or at least, I thought it was a zoo. The hot dog was his penis, the lemonade his piss... Vanessa... it was all I could do. Gods I was strong then Daredevil.
When I was a child I had a fever. Nothing... made me feel... free... again... like a guttural... primal... scream. I used to weep in butcher's shops. The bones are their money. To see a marching band.
The warmth of a woman's body was long lost to me. I was raped by my own dad, and now I rape other people.
When I was a boy, my father took me into the city for hotdogs and lemonade. They had a zoo there, or at least, I thought it was a zoo. The hot dog was his penis, the lemonade his piss... Vanessa... it was all I could do. Gods I was strong then Daredevil.
When I was a child I had a fever. Nothing... made me feel... free... again... like a guttural... primal... scream. I used to weep in butcher's shops. The bones are their money. To see a marching band.
The warmth of a woman's body was long lost to me. I was raped by my own dad, and now I rape other people.
I remember feeling blown away by the first season of this show. My only complaint was I don't like Deborah Ann Woll for whatever reason. Season 2 wasn't really my cup of tea, but I wouldn't call it bad. I quit a few episodes into Season 3. Then they started vomiting out all of these other related shows that were very low quality. What the hell happened? This started out very, very strong.
He had an arc? My recollection is that he was a psycho in act one, a psycho with a sugar daddy in act two, and back to being a lonely pyscho in act three.
>When I was... A BOY... MY FATHER, he would make me SNEEDPOST into the... early hours of... THE MORNING. And NOW it is... HIS CORPSE THAT FEEDS THE SEEDS! >MR MANNINGS, start posting dicky AND other BANNable offenses... as a "tripgay" under the name of... MATT MURDOCK!
>*Wilson Fisk is relaxing on a blacony in his penthouse overlooking HIS CITY, thinking thoughts of Vanessa and Vanessa Vanessa* >*an FBI agent begins strolling out towards him* >*Fisk is fidgetting and tilting his head while he imagines different buildings as Vanessa* >"Hello Mister Fisk, i'm here with the report on the new agents we have on the payroll" >*Fisk, awaking from his stupor, his smile going from genuine to forced and focused towards the agent, his grin now a grimace* >"Ah... Agent Sanders, i... So do admire your fastidious, urn...NATURE, ahuh... You know, in ancient times they used to, ehh... CASTRATE their body guards their first day on... THE JOB" >*Agent Sanders looks nervous* >Fisk turns towards him, hands behind his back >"Nnnn... But such a practice is so... ANTIQUATED AND BENEATH US... BENEATH THIS CITY" *Fisk waves out towards Hells Kitchen, a rape is heard* >"Men like you, and me, Mister Sanders... We're... SO MUCH MORE than that, ehhh.... So tell me, about this LIST of NEW OPERATIVES..." >"Yes, well we had a hard time with a few but agents John West, Lee Marks--" >"WESLEY? YOU DARE SPEAK HIS NAME!?" >"IM GONNA KILL YOU! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA" >*Fisk lies down and rolls over the agent to death while screaming in incoherent rage* >*Dex, watching this from the surveillance room, also begins screaming* >Blocks away, Matt Murdock wakes up in a cold sweat >"Foggy *spits blood* we need to *breaks a rib* stop doing it *blinks and twitches* by the book. We need to stop Fisk once and for all *falls off roof*"
WHEN I. WAS JUST A BOY- A YOUNG MAN GROWING UP IN NEW YORK. TO UH- DISTRACT FROM THE ALCOHOLIC RAMBLINGS OF MY FATHER. MY MOTHER WOULD TURN ON OUR TINY TELEVISION AT DINNER TO DIRECT ME TOWARDS SOMETHING TO BRIGHTEN MY DISMAL EVENINGS. I RECALL ONE SHOW- ONE EPISODE OF A CARTOON I WAS PARTICULARLY FOND OF. IN WHICH THE main character PAID VISIT TO A SMALL- UH- AGRICULTURAL SUPPLY VENDOR. THERE HE WAS STOPPED- DETAINED- BY TWO- DISHEVELED DELINQUENTS- HARASSING THE SIMPLE PROTAGONIST MERELY FOR. FOR UNRESOLVED TRANSGRESSIONS COMPLETELY ON ACCOUNT OF THE HERO'S APPEARANCE. SEE TO THIS CITY. I AM SUCH A HERO. THEY HOLD UNRESOLVED GRUDGES- FEUDS- AGAINST MEN LIKE ME. FOR THE WAY I LOOK. TRYING TO BRING CHANGE TO THEIR- DULL MEANINGLESS LIVES. AND SO TO REMIND- TO REMEMBER WHO I AM IN THIS STORY. I OFTEN TYPE THE NAME OF THE AGRICULTURAL SUPPLY STORE MY FAVORITE ANIMATED CHARACTER VISITED THAT FATEFUL DAY ON A... PARTICULAR ALBANIAN FENCE MENDING FORUM I HAVE A FONDNESS FOR.
MY FATHER TOOK ME INTO THE CITY
FOR HOTDOGS AND LEMONADE
THEY HAD A ZOO THERE, OR AT LEAST, I THOUGHT IT WAS A ZOO
Kek
THE HOT DOG WAS HIS PENIS, THE LEMONADE HIS PISS
IT WAS ALL . I COULD DO
GODS I WAS STRONG THEN DAREDEVIL
I miss Fisk posting lads. one of the last good Cinemaphile memes to actually make me guffaw like Weet Ik.
Why did the FBI give Wilson a holodeck?
WHEN IIIIIIII WAS A CHILD I HAD A FEVER
NOTHING... MADE ME FEEL... FREE... AGAIN... LIKE A GUTTURAL... PRIMAL... SCREAM
I USED TO WEEP IN BUTCHER'S SHOPS
THE BONES ARE THEIR MONEY
TO SEE A MARCHING BAND
THE WARMTH OF A WOMAN'S BODY WAS LONG LOST TO ME.
I WAS RAPED BY MY OWN DAD, AND NOW I RAPE OTHER PEOPLE
When I was a boy, my father took me into the city for hotdogs and lemonade. They had a zoo there, or at least, I thought it was a zoo. The hot dog was his penis, the lemonade his piss... Vanessa... it was all I could do. Gods I was strong then Daredevil.
When I was a child I had a fever. Nothing... made me feel... free... again... like a guttural... primal... scream. I used to weep in butcher's shops. The bones are their money. To see a marching band.
The warmth of a woman's body was long lost to me. I was raped by my own dad, and now I rape other people.
WHEN I WAS
A YOUNG BOY
Would he do it?
>limpdick nostalgia OP gay HAS to talk about heckin Cinemaphile glorydays after visiting his weekly gloryhole
THE LESSER OF TWO WEVILS
I remember feeling blown away by the first season of this show. My only complaint was I don't like Deborah Ann Woll for whatever reason. Season 2 wasn't really my cup of tea, but I wouldn't call it bad. I quit a few episodes into Season 3. Then they started vomiting out all of these other related shows that were very low quality. What the hell happened? This started out very, very strong.
>quit during the best season
Justice League did it better
bullseye's arc was pretty good
He had an arc? My recollection is that he was a psycho in act one, a psycho with a sugar daddy in act two, and back to being a lonely pyscho in act three.
Season 3 of the Punisher when?
I don't care about those other losers.
MY FATHER ... USED TO MAKE OUTRAGEOUS CLAIMS...
LIKE HE INVENTED THE QUESTION MARK
>When I was... A BOY... MY FATHER, he would make me SNEEDPOST into the... early hours of... THE MORNING. And NOW it is... HIS CORPSE THAT FEEDS THE SEEDS!
>MR MANNINGS, start posting dicky AND other BANNable offenses... as a "tripgay" under the name of... MATT MURDOCK!
>*Wilson Fisk is relaxing on a blacony in his penthouse overlooking HIS CITY, thinking thoughts of Vanessa and Vanessa Vanessa*
>*an FBI agent begins strolling out towards him*
>*Fisk is fidgetting and tilting his head while he imagines different buildings as Vanessa*
>"Hello Mister Fisk, i'm here with the report on the new agents we have on the payroll"
>*Fisk, awaking from his stupor, his smile going from genuine to forced and focused towards the agent, his grin now a grimace*
>"Ah... Agent Sanders, i... So do admire your fastidious, urn...NATURE, ahuh... You know, in ancient times they used to, ehh... CASTRATE their body guards their first day on... THE JOB"
>*Agent Sanders looks nervous*
>Fisk turns towards him, hands behind his back
>"Nnnn... But such a practice is so... ANTIQUATED AND BENEATH US... BENEATH THIS CITY" *Fisk waves out towards Hells Kitchen, a rape is heard*
>"Men like you, and me, Mister Sanders... We're... SO MUCH MORE than that, ehhh.... So tell me, about this LIST of NEW OPERATIVES..."
>"Yes, well we had a hard time with a few but agents John West, Lee Marks--"
>"WESLEY? YOU DARE SPEAK HIS NAME!?"
>"IM GONNA KILL YOU! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA"
>*Fisk lies down and rolls over the agent to death while screaming in incoherent rage*
>*Dex, watching this from the surveillance room, also begins screaming*
>Blocks away, Matt Murdock wakes up in a cold sweat
>"Foggy *spits blood* we need to *breaks a rib* stop doing it *blinks and twitches* by the book. We need to stop Fisk once and for all *falls off roof*"
WHEN I. WAS JUST A BOY- A YOUNG MAN GROWING UP IN NEW YORK. TO UH- DISTRACT FROM THE ALCOHOLIC RAMBLINGS OF MY FATHER. MY MOTHER WOULD TURN ON OUR TINY TELEVISION AT DINNER TO DIRECT ME TOWARDS SOMETHING TO BRIGHTEN MY DISMAL EVENINGS. I RECALL ONE SHOW- ONE EPISODE OF A CARTOON I WAS PARTICULARLY FOND OF. IN WHICH THE main character PAID VISIT TO A SMALL- UH- AGRICULTURAL SUPPLY VENDOR. THERE HE WAS STOPPED- DETAINED- BY TWO- DISHEVELED DELINQUENTS- HARASSING THE SIMPLE PROTAGONIST MERELY FOR. FOR UNRESOLVED TRANSGRESSIONS COMPLETELY ON ACCOUNT OF THE HERO'S APPEARANCE. SEE TO THIS CITY. I AM SUCH A HERO. THEY HOLD UNRESOLVED GRUDGES- FEUDS- AGAINST MEN LIKE ME. FOR THE WAY I LOOK. TRYING TO BRING CHANGE TO THEIR- DULL MEANINGLESS LIVES. AND SO TO REMIND- TO REMEMBER WHO I AM IN THIS STORY. I OFTEN TYPE THE NAME OF THE AGRICULTURAL SUPPLY STORE MY FAVORITE ANIMATED CHARACTER VISITED THAT FATEFUL DAY ON A... PARTICULAR ALBANIAN FENCE MENDING FORUM I HAVE A FONDNESS FOR.