On the way to the office this morning, I rear-ended a car.
Somehow I knew it was going to be a bad day.
The driver got out of the other car, and he was a dwarf... poor bastard.
He looked at his dented car and then looked up at me and said... "I am not happy"
I said, "Well, which one are you then?"
That's how the fight started...
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