I rear-ended a car this morning. So we're off to the side of the road and the driver slowly gets out of his car.) J( G4 C% f% d: m: C9 W
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You know how sometimes you're just sooooo stressed that life's problems become funny? / f; A5 _' y; n5 m: K 7 ]( a- j; l# Z5 B3 F) Z+ W4 `% rWell, wouldn't you know . . . this guy's a dwarf. He storms over to my car, looks up at me and says, "I AM NOT HAPPY!!" 7 D m9 n* h5 ~# c/ J& @# s2 b' u$ a' W x# J3 I
So I look down at him and say, "Well, which one are you then?"- M& y; ~0 F4 `" B& G$ d+ V
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.... and that's when the fight started.