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I rear-ended a car this morning. So there we were.... alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car.

You know how sometimes you just get so stressed and little
things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it... He was a
DWARF! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM
NOT HAPPY!" So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then which one are you?"


Have a happy day. Visit Kim and enjoy Friday Funnies. It will do you good!

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  1. I told you, I always can't wait to see what you post every Wed. and Fridays. So, here I am reading this and getting my early morning "dose of smile" along with my java! Good one. Have a great weekend sister Mary. God bless you and protect you always...

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  2. As always you find the ones I haven't heard yet and make my day! Thanks for linking up every Friday, I really do look forward to your funnies!
    HUGS
    Kim

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  3. Sounds like he must have been grumpy. LOL

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  4. Hahahaha! Oh, girl, you dit'n! What a hoot. Thanks for a much-needed laugh.

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  5. Mary,

    Completely classic. I would have to say he was probably Grumpy in that case or Dopey!

    Love and Hugs ~ Kat

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  6. Oh MY!!! That is so funny . . . well which one are you? I love IT!!! Did you really say that my friend? I love you!!!
    Blessings,
    Bren

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  7. Can't you just SEE that happening? I love the 7 Dwarfs!

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  8. Giggling to the jillionth degree! Hello girly, nice to hear from you. I surely do think you are wonderful. Our Fall bible study begins Sept 16, Joyce Meyers Book How to Hear From God. Gonna be a great tool for helping us women mature in their relationship with Christ! Appreciate your prayers for our growing womens ministry. I love my Arizonian girlfriend!

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  9. Haahaahaahaa!!! You are hilarious! I am a loud laughter...and it's 5:45 in the morning...thank you for those does of medicine!!! Haahaahaahaa!!! "So which one are you?" By the way, is this a true story?

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