Sugar Beats
01-08-2009, 07:24 AM
A man walks into the street and hails a passing taxi.
"Perfect timing," he tells the driver. "You're just like Frank."
"Who?" asks the cabie.
"Frank Fielding. He did everything right. Great tennis player,
wonderful golfer, sang like Pavarotti."
"Sounds like quite a guy."
"Not only that, he remembered everyone's birthday, was a wine
connoisseur, and could fix anything. And his wardrobe? Immaculate.
He was the perfect man. No one could measure up to Frank."
"Amazing. How'd you meet him?"
"Oh, I never met Frank."
"How do you know so much about him?"
"I married his widow."
"Perfect timing," he tells the driver. "You're just like Frank."
"Who?" asks the cabie.
"Frank Fielding. He did everything right. Great tennis player,
wonderful golfer, sang like Pavarotti."
"Sounds like quite a guy."
"Not only that, he remembered everyone's birthday, was a wine
connoisseur, and could fix anything. And his wardrobe? Immaculate.
He was the perfect man. No one could measure up to Frank."
"Amazing. How'd you meet him?"
"Oh, I never met Frank."
"How do you know so much about him?"
"I married his widow."