Frank Fieldman.

[Graham Nash]

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 something really special.

 

Cabbie: '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 them with. He could fix anything. Not like me. I change a fuse, and the whole street blacks out. But Frank Feldman, 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, and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good. He would 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. He died and I married his fu@*?ng wife."

[ChrisE]

Tee hee

 

What's the difference between your wife and a terrorist?

 

You can negotiate with a terrorist.

 

C/o Frank Carson RIP