On Mon, 29 Oct 2007 11:12:16 -0500, John H.
wrote:

...as relayed by my brother. I'm not sure if this is true, but this is what
he said:

I was driving to work the other day when I tapped the rear end of a car
that had stopped in front of me. I got out to survey the scratch on this
guy's bumper. So did the other guy.

When he stepped out of his car, I saw he was a DWARF! He walked to
the back of his car, put his hands on his hips, and said "I AM NOT HAPPY".

Then I said "Well, which one ARE you?"

That's how the fight started.

ROTFL!!!

....as relayed by my brother. I'm not sure if this is true, but this is what
he said:

I was driving to work the other day when I tapped the rear end of a car
that had stopped in front of me. I got out to survey the scratch on this
guy's bumper. So did the other guy.

When he stepped out of his car, I saw he was a DWARF! He walked to
the back of his car, put his hands on his hips, and said "I AM NOT HAPPY".

Then I said "Well, which one ARE you?"

That's how the fight started.

On Oct 29, 11:32 am, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:
On Mon, 29 Oct 2007 11:12:16 -0500, John H.
wrote:

...as relayed by my brother. I'm not sure if this is true, but this is what
he said:

I was driving to work the other day when I tapped the rear end of a car
that had stopped in front of me. I got out to survey the scratch on this
guy's bumper. So did the other guy.

When he stepped out of his car, I saw he was a DWARF! He walked to
the back of his car, put his hands on his hips, and said "I AM NOT HAPPY".

Then I said "Well, which one ARE you?"

That's how the fight started.

ROTFL!!!

Something similar did happen to me in 1982 in Casper, WY. A car
tapped us in the rear and a block later did it again so we stopped at
a main intersection in Casper so me and my friend Bob got out ready
for a fight. I am 6'2" and he is 6'4". This tiny little guy gets out
of his car and starts yelling at us incomprehensibly. Bob and I look
at each other cuz it would look foolish for either of us to get into a
fight with this tiny guy. This gives the little guy time to reach
into his car and get a gun and start pointing it at us screaming. I
say, "You win" and calmly walk into the bar to call the cops. I call
the cops and walk back out wondering what happed to Bob cuz I expected
him to be next to me in the bar. The little guy had driven away but
Bob was standing there ****ed at me for not "helping him deal with the
guy". Huh? a crazed fool waves a gun at us and I'm supposed to stand
there and let him shoot us? I thought Bob was smart enough to walk
away with me into the bar. I'd let the fool run into my car dozens of
times if he's waving a gun, my car isnt worth our lives. In 2007, Bob
is still ****ed at me, some people have no sense.

On Mon, 29 Oct 2007 15:32:42 GMT, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:

On Mon, 29 Oct 2007 11:12:16 -0500, John H.
wrote:

...as relayed by my brother. I'm not sure if this is true, but this is what
he said:

I was driving to work the other day when I tapped the rear end of a car
that had stopped in front of me. I got out to survey the scratch on this
guy's bumper. So did the other guy.

When he stepped out of his car, I saw he was a DWARF! He walked to
the back of his car, put his hands on his hips, and said "I AM NOT HAPPY".

Then I said "Well, which one ARE you?"

That's how the fight started.

ROTFL!!!

Me too. For the second or third time!