Silent Rob just told me something interesting, you guys...
He was in the big city and needed a cab. Just as he stepped to the curb and raised his hand, a cab squeeled to a stop. As he got in, the driver, who looked a great deal like one of those Chihuey dogs, said "you're just like Cray!"
"Who?" asked Silent Rob.
"Cray," said Haggis--I mean said the cab driver.
"What on earth are you talking about?" says SR.
"When you needed a cab, one appeared, immediately. That happened for Cray, all the time. If he needed a seat in a restaurant, they had one. If he needed a movie ticket, there was no line."
"That seems impossible..." SR muttered.
"No wait, there's more," said Hag--said the cabbie. "If Cray ever drove, there were no traffic jams, and he knew all the shortcuts. If he played a sport or a card game, he always won. He could sing the best songs, tell the best jokes, and let me tell you, let's just say he knew how to treat a lady..."
"Cray sounds like a remarkable guy," said Silent Rob. "How'd you meet him?"
"Oh, I never actually met him," said Haggis. "He died, and I married his wife."