Sunday, August 19, 2007

The Perfect Man

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." The man says, "Who?" The Cabbie says, "Frank Feldman. He's a guy who did everything right all the time. Like me coming along when you needed a cab. Things happened like that to Frank every single time."

The man said, "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
The Cabbie, "Not Frank Feldman. He was a terrific athlete, great tennis player and a great golfer. 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."

The man, "Sounds like he was something really special."
The Cabbie, "There's more...he knew all about wine, which foods to order and which fork to eat them with. He could fix anything." The man, "Wow, some guy then. How did you meet him?"
The Cabbie, "Well, I never actually met Frank. I just married his*%!%&#$ widow."

11 comments:

JJ said...

hAAppy SundAAy.
oxox
JJ

Pam said...

:)
let's be lazy today ok?
well, I am.

Mary Christine said...

Have a great day Daave.

Todd HellsKitchen said...

Hehehe.

happy Sunday, dAAve

Syd said...

Sounds as if you're having a great Sunday. I don't think that I know too many people like Frank.

Scott said...

I feel for the guy, I am paying the price for some of my predecessors indiscretions... but hey, that's part of it...

peanut said...

And so it goes.

Byron W. said...

I love it

Scott W said...

Poor Frank, he probably drank himself to death.

recoveryroad said...

Damn! Scott beat me too it! Grr!

:-)

recoveryroad said...

to it, even

**can't type today for some reason :-( **