Sunday, April 16, 2006

Perfect Man

A man walked out into the street in New York, and managed to flag down
a taxi just driving by. He got into the taxi, and the cabbie said,
"Perfect timing. You're just like Dave."

The passenger said, "Who?"

The cabbie said, "Dave Bronson. Now there's a guy who did everything
right. Like my coming along just when you needed a cab. It would have
happened like that to Dave."

The rider said, "Well, nobody's perfect."

The cabbie said, "Dave was. He was a terrific athlete. He could have
gone on the pro tour in golf. He could have played tennis with the
best pros. He sang like an opera baritone, and danced like a Broadway
star. He had a memory like a trap. Could remember everybody's
birthday. He could fix anything, not like me. If I change even a fuse,
I black out the whole neighborhood."

The rider said, "No wonder you remember him."

The cabbie said, "Well, no I never actually met Dave."

The rider asked, "Then how do you know so much about him?"

The cabbie exclaimed, " I married his widow!"

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