Seventh Dwarf

I ran into the back of a car this morning... I knew it was going to be a REALLY bad day.

The driver got out of the other car, and he was a dwarf!  He looked at the crumpled rear, at the scattered glass, looked up at me and said, "I am NOT happy."

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

That was when the fight started.

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