Friday, June 01, 2007

Your Friday Smile!

A man walks into the street and just as it starts to sprinkle, he manages to get a taxi just as it's passing by. He climbs into the taxi, and the cabbie says, "Perfect timing. You're just like Frank."

Passenger: "Who?"

Cabbie: "Frank. 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 - every single time."

Passenger: "There are always a few dark clouds over everybody."

Cabbie: "Not Frank. 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 oh you should have heard him play the piano."

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."

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. And he 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 - the perfect man!"

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."

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Since everyone seemed to enjoy the towells last week, I thought I'd show you this:


Ain't it perky?

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And to end this week on a good note for the boys:

Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are sexy.

Have a great weekend everyone
& please think of me tonight,
I'll be taking part of the Relay for Life...

5 comments:

lizgwiz said...

Perky is right! Only in my house, there'd have to be a cat or dog curled up on there somewhere, too. Hee.

Purple Pigeon said...

lol! do you think that mirrors are available like the duvet??

Jason Stockl said...

I don't "get" the first story...

Anonymous said...

Forget Frank, everyone knows that the perfect guy is a gingerbread man: He's quiet, he's sweet, and if he gives you any crap, you can bite his head off. ;-)

stinkypaw said...

lizgwiz: In this house as well, a cat would have to be on. ;-)

pigeon: Those would make some interesting mirrors...

jason67: The cabbie was married to a woman (a widower) who always talked about her dead husband who did everything right...

ananke: Woooo, I like that one! ;-)