Post by gillgrabber on Jan 24, 2015 13:19:35 GMT -5
A man walks out to the street and catches a taxi just going by.
He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just
like Frank."
Passenger: "Who?"
Cabbie: "Frank Feldman... he's a guy who did everything right all the time.
Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happened like that to
Frank Feldman every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the
Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera
baritone, and danced like a Broadway star. And you should have heard him
play the piano! He was an amazing guy."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was somebody really special."
Cabbie: "Oh hell there's more. He had a memory like a computer. He
remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to
order, and which fork to eat it with. And he could fix anything---. Not like
me -I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman, he
could do everything right."
Passenger: "Wow, some guy then."
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic
jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never
made mistakes, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel
good. He would never argue back, even if she was in the wrong; and his
clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the
perfect man! I never knew him to make a mistake! No one could ever measure
up to Frank Feldman."
Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "Well. I never actually met Frank. He died, and I married his wife"!
He gets into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just
like Frank."
Passenger: "Who?"
Cabbie: "Frank Feldman... he's a guy who did everything right all the time.
Like my coming along when you needed a cab, things happened like that to
Frank Feldman every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete. He could have won the
Grand Slam at tennis. He could golf with the pros. He sang like an opera
baritone, and danced like a Broadway star. And you should have heard him
play the piano! He was an amazing guy."
Passenger: "Sounds like he was somebody really special."
Cabbie: "Oh hell there's more. He had a memory like a computer. He
remembered everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to
order, and which fork to eat it with. And he could fix anything---. Not like
me -I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman, he
could do everything right."
Passenger: "Wow, some guy then."
Cabbie: "He always knew the quickest way to go in traffic and avoid traffic
jams. Not like me, I always seem to get stuck in them. But Frank, he never
made mistakes, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel
good. He would never argue back, even if she was in the wrong; and his
clothing was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too. He was the
perfect man! I never knew him to make a mistake! No one could ever measure
up to Frank Feldman."
Passenger: "An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "Well. I never actually met Frank. He died, and I married his wife"!