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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. He 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 wa s 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 f--king widow."
> 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 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 wa s 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 f--king widow."
