The Perfect Man
Walking along Oxford street just as the heavens opened, a man luckily grabs a vacant Taxi without getting the slightest bit of rain on him.
The cabbie says: "Perfect timing. You're just like Stevie"
"Who?" says the man.
"Stevie Jones. He was a guy who just got everything right. My taxi would have been vacant in the rain for Stevie too"
"Well no one is perfect" the man replies "he must have got something wrong".
"Not Stevie," says the cabbie. "He was a terrific athlete. He could have turned professional at golf or tennis and he danced like John Travolta"
"He was handsome and sophisticated, better looking than Clooney, better body than Schwarzenegger" the cabbie continued.
"Somehow Stevie knew exactly how to make a woman happy, if you know what I mean" said the cabbie.
"He had a memory like a computer. remembered everybody's birthday and special days, He could fix anything"
"So what did this Stevie look like?" asked the man.
"Well I never actually met him" admits the cabbie.
"So, how come you know so much about him?" asks the man.
"I married his ex-wife!"