Freedom isnt free. Dwarfs need to be tossed sometimes.

Back in my day we called it midget tossing. It was an activity we did at recess to kids in lower grades than us. We would grab them by the arms. Spin them around and around as fast as we could. Then launch them into a field with soft grass.

Ironically they actually enjoyed it. It wasn't a cruel bully thing, or anything. They lined up to take turns. It was just another rough housing dumbass boys game at recess. Like bottle rocket fights in the streets on the fourth of July.

Which yes, these things seem a bit weird to think about, but those were stranger days. Full of politically incorrect awesomeness and careless dangerous fun.