Just Like Frank

I caught a taxicab just as I walked out to the street. The cabbie
said, "Perfect timing! You're just like Frank."

"Who? "

"Frank Feldman. He was always lucky and did everything right all the
time. Just like me coming along just when you needed a cab, things
happened like that to Frank every single time."

"There are always a few clouds for 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, danced like a Broadway star and you should have heard
him play the piano. He was an amazing guy."

"Sounds like something really special. "

"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 could do
everything right."

"Wow! some guy 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. But Frank, he
never made a mistake, 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 his clothing was
always immaculate, shoes highly polished too - He was the perfect
man! He never made a mistake. No one could ever measure up to Frank Feldman."

"An amazing fellow. How did you meet him?"

"I never actually met Frank. I married his widow."

Like they say only the good die young.

Probably died to get some piece and quiet:D
My second wife was always saying her ex was better at somethings than me.
In a heated discussion, I said "If he's so ******g good why don't you go back to him!!!!"
That's the trouble with getting remarried, you're never as good as their previous partner!!!!!!!DAMHIKT X 2:doh:

What everyone is missing here is that "Frank" is really Saint Francis.