davew0670
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A man walks into the street and
> manages to get 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 something really special"
>
> Cabbie: "There's more.......He had a memory like a computer. Could
> remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to
> order and which fork to eat them with. 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 a mistake"
>
> Passenger. "Mmm, there's not many like him around."
>
> Cabbie: "And he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good
> and never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing
> was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too - he was the perfect
> man! He never made 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."
>
> Passenger: "Then how do you know so much about him?"
>
> Cabbie: "I married his fucking widow."
>
>
>
> manages to get 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 something really special"
>
> Cabbie: "There's more.......He had a memory like a computer. Could
> remember everybody's birthday. He knew all about wine, which foods to
> order and which fork to eat them with. 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 a mistake"
>
> Passenger. "Mmm, there's not many like him around."
>
> Cabbie: "And he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good
> and never answer her back even if she was in the wrong; and his clothing
> was always immaculate, shoes highly polished too - he was the perfect
> man! He never made 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."
>
> Passenger: "Then how do you know so much about him?"
>
> Cabbie: "I married his fucking widow."
>
>
>
