Bad day

From Damien,

On the way to work 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 guy. He looked at his dented car and then looked up at me and said, "I am not happy."

So I said, "Well, which one are you then?"

That's how the fight started...