There I was on my way into Wal-Mart's parking lot... Getting
into a fight was the farthest thing from my mind. It wasn't
even a blip on the horizon... I was in a great mood, too,
thinking about where I was going to hit lunch after my
purchase... When...

Three cars quick-stop. Not me; I rear-end the car in front of
me hard enough to push him into the next crinkling his
aluminum-and-fiberglass Minicooper.

So there we are alongside the road and slowly the driver gets
out of the car -- and you know how you just-get-sooo-stressed
and life-stuff seems to get funny?

Yeah, well, I couldn't *believe* it! He was a DWARF! He looks
over his car and then storms over to me in my car. Since I was
already out, he glares up at me and says, 'I AM NOT HAPPY!'

So, I look down at him and ask, "Well, which one are you then?"

.... And that's when the fight started.

ObFood: Knuckle sandwich

The Ranger