Cab driver

"Next Stop, Love," Says the Cabbie

"You know what I'm thinking right now?" the cabbie asked me.

"You're thinking: What I wouldn't do for a cigarette!" I guessed.

Maybe I Will Marry the Cab Driver's Son

The cabbie was asleep at the wheel.

Or so he looked when I slid into his car idling in the hotel driveway and waved goodbye to my visiting girlfriend.

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