Pura Vida
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The Perfect Man…
A man walks out to the street and catches 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 Falstaff. 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 Falstaff every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Frank Falstaff. 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 really something special."
Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer.
He remembered 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 Falstaff could do everything right."
Passenger: "Wow, what a guy!"
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.
Oh and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good.
He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong.
And he was always immaculately dressed with his shoes highly polished.
Yes – he was the perfect man! He never made a mistake.
No one could ever measure up to Frank Falstaff."
Passenger: "How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "I never actually met Frank. He died and I married his wife."
A man walks out to the street and catches 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 Falstaff. 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 Falstaff every single time."
Passenger: "There are always a few clouds over everybody."
Cabbie: "Not Frank Falstaff. 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 really something special."
Cabbie: "There's more. He had a memory like a computer.
He remembered 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 Falstaff could do everything right."
Passenger: "Wow, what a guy!"
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.
Oh and he really knew how to treat a woman and make her feel good.
He would never answer her back even if she was in the wrong.
And he was always immaculately dressed with his shoes highly polished.
Yes – he was the perfect man! He never made a mistake.
No one could ever measure up to Frank Falstaff."
Passenger: "How did you meet him?"
Cabbie: "I never actually met Frank. He died and I married his wife."
