A joke for the morning:
I rear-ended a car this morning.
So there we are alongside the road. The guy I hit slowly gets out of the car, and starts to walk over to towards me.
You know how you just get so stressed and life’s stuff seems to get a little on the funny side? (you know when you laugh to keep from crying or going insane)
Yeah, well, I couldn’t believe it . . he was a dwarf!
He storms over to my car, looks up at me and says, “I am not happy!”
So, I look down at him and said, “Well, which one are you then?”
. . . and that’s when the fight started . . .