A long tale about Frank...
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A long tale about Frank...
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."
"Who?"
"Frank Feldman. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my coming along when you needed a cab. It would have happened like that to Frank every single time."
"There are always a few clouds over everybody."
"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 you should have heard him play the piano."
"Sounds like he was something really special."
"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"
"Wow, some man about town then."
"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."
"Mmm, there's not many like him around."
"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."
"An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
"Well, I never actually met Frank."
"Then how do you know so much about him?"
"I married his flaming widow!"
"Who?"
"Frank Feldman. There's a guy who did everything right. Like my coming along when you needed a cab. It would have happened like that to Frank every single time."
"There are always a few clouds over everybody."
"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 you should have heard him play the piano."
"Sounds like he was something really special."
"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"
"Wow, some man about town then."
"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."
"Mmm, there's not many like him around."
"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."
"An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"
"Well, I never actually met Frank."
"Then how do you know so much about him?"
"I married his flaming widow!"
Re: A long tale about Frank...
Politics is a game played by dishonest people to gain an unfair advantage!
Never under estimate the strength of a cornered coward.
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
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Never under estimate the strength of a cornered coward.
Everyone is entitled to be stupid, but some abuse the privilege.
http://www.bowmanstaxidermy.com.au
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Re: A long tale about Frank...
Feel sorry for that poor blighter.
Re: A long tale about Frank...
I thought I had anticipated the punchline...but I didn't see that coming at all! Very Good.
Lately, if life were treating me any better, I'd be suspicious of it's motives!
Re: A long tale about Frank...
How many times has she been widowed??, or maybe Frank was married a few times..........