Too bad that all the people who know how to run the country are busy driving taxicabs and cutting hair.
Any time three New Yorkers get into a cab without an argument, a bank has just been robbed.
His ears made him look like a taxicab with both doors open. (about Clark Gable)
You’d better beat it. You can leave in a taxi. If you can’t get a taxi, you can leave in a huff. If that’s too soon, you can leave in a minute and a huff.
After all, what is your hosts’ purpose in having a party? Surely not for you to enjoy yourself; if that were their sole purpose, they’d have simply sent champagne and women over to your place by taxi.
Cab drivers are living proof that practice does not make perfect.
The shortest unit of time in the multiverse in the New York Second, defined as the period of time between the traffic lights turning green and the cab behind you honking.