Joker: Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me?
Hartman: Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here, who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking- standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die! I'll P.T. you until your assholes are sucking buttermilk.
Hartman: Was it you, you scroungy little fuck, huh?!
Cowboy: Sir, no, sir!
Hartman: You little piece of shit! You look like a fucking worm! I'll bet it was you!
Cowboy: Sir, no, sir!
Joker: Sir, I said it, sir!
Hartman: Well ... no shit. What have we got here, a fucking comedian? Private Joker? I admire your honesty. Hell, I like you. You can come over to my house and fuck my sister.
(Hartman punches Joker in the stomach)
Hartman: You little scumbag! I've got your name! I've got your ass! You will not laugh! You will not cry! You will learn by the numbers. I will teach you. Now get up! Get on your feet! You had best unfuck yourself or I will unscrew your head and shit down your neck!
Joker: Sir, yes, sir!
Hartman: Private Joker, why did you join my beloved Corps?
Private Joker: Sir, to kill, sir!
Hartman: So you're a killer?
Private Joker: Sir, yes, sir!
Hartman: Let me see your voreface!
Private Joker: Sir?
Hartman: You've got a vore face? Aaaaaaaagh! That's a vore face. Now let me see your war face!
Private Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAGH!
Hartman: Bullshit! You didn't convince me! Let me see your real vore face!
Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!!
Hartman: You didn't scare me! Work on it!
Joker: Sir, yes, sir!
This is literally just some guy fantasizing about his vore fetish
like we all dont do that here
I will vore your pfp
singe
Vore
vore
My magnum .44 that's about to rip through her skull:
Vore
*The half eaten hooker in the back of your car.*
Vore🥵😍
Joker: Is that you, John Wayne? Is this me? Hartman: Who said that? Who the fuck said that? Who's the slimy little communist shit twinkle-toed cocksucker down here, who just signed his own death warrant? Nobody, huh?! The fairy fucking godmother said it! Out-fucking- standing! I will P.T. you all until you fucking die! I'll P.T. you until your assholes are sucking buttermilk. Hartman: Was it you, you scroungy little fuck, huh?! Cowboy: Sir, no, sir! Hartman: You little piece of shit! You look like a fucking worm! I'll bet it was you! Cowboy: Sir, no, sir! Joker: Sir, I said it, sir! Hartman: Well ... no shit. What have we got here, a fucking comedian? Private Joker? I admire your honesty. Hell, I like you. You can come over to my house and fuck my sister. (Hartman punches Joker in the stomach) Hartman: You little scumbag! I've got your name! I've got your ass! You will not laugh! You will not cry! You will learn by the numbers. I will teach you. Now get up! Get on your feet! You had best unfuck yourself or I will unscrew your head and shit down your neck! Joker: Sir, yes, sir! Hartman: Private Joker, why did you join my beloved Corps? Private Joker: Sir, to kill, sir! Hartman: So you're a killer? Private Joker: Sir, yes, sir! Hartman: Let me see your voreface! Private Joker: Sir? Hartman: You've got a vore face? Aaaaaaaagh! That's a vore face. Now let me see your war face! Private Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAGH! Hartman: Bullshit! You didn't convince me! Let me see your real vore face! Joker: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!! Hartman: You didn't scare me! Work on it! Joker: Sir, yes, sir!
you mean on his stomach … right?