I met a little person in hell. He was a demonutive fellow.
Why can’t little people be killed?
Because—they aren’t more tall beings.
Little people… knee high say more?
Want good luck? Then warmly greet a dwarf. It can have a ‘hey low’ effect.
What the hungry dwarf said when offered a side of pork:
NED: I got into an argument with a midget today.
NED: Yeah, we just didn’t see thigh-to-eye.
Hear about the Scottish dwarf who owned a microbrewery, and was also a vampire?
They called him Plaid the Imp Aler.
For a little person with a barbecue, the steaks are always high.
Does the King of The Little People rely on inchmen do to his bidding?
We believe in rights for little people, and vigorously defend their freedom of reach.