HOW THE FIGHT STARTED
I rear-ended a car this morning.
So there we were alongside the road and slowly the driver got out of his car. . . and you know how you just get sooo stressed out and life-stuff seems to get funny?
Yeah, well, I could NOT believe it ... he was a DWARF!
He stormed over to my car, looked up at me and said, "I AM NOT HAPPY!"
So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, OK ... which one are you then?"
. . . and that's when the fight started!
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