Taxi Jokes

When one thinks of New York City, one of the most common city trademarks are the yellow Ford Crown Victoria sedans that dot the city’s landscape. The Crown Victoria, or Crown Vic as it’s known to locals, has been the staple of NYC’s taxi fleet since the early 70’s. It’s roomy, has a large trunk, and is easily worked on. Well it seems all that is about to change. The New York City Taxi and Limousine Commission is shopping for a new generation of cars to be phased in to its fleet of about 13,000 yellow cabs. ” We met with all of the ... Read Full Story

If your man own a brand new car and he thinks taxi cabs couldn’t fascinate him anymore, then he’d better change his mind! *wink* Make him love taxi cabs. If taxi drivers look just as sexy as this one, then, your man should better take more cabs. Guys should be thankful enough to Dreamgirl’s Taxi Cab Driver Costume available for a babe like you! This Taxi Cab Driver Costume is a six piece set of sexy bedroom costume which is available in a two way zipper dress with a taxi hat neck collar, belt and driving gloves. The fabric of the dress is made ... Read Full Story

Taxi drivers in most films have more or less the screen presence of a coffee table. They are there because the car cannot drive itself and the screenplay calls for a wayward woman to smoke a cigarette and rue how her life has gone down the crapper; the protagonist in a light company to have his plans thrown off by traffic; or a setting for key dialogue when no park benches are free (Ten points to anyone who can name — without Googling, honors system here — the taxi driver during Brando’s “I coulda been a contender!” speech). Taxi drivers most of the time ... Read Full Story

Guess what hits the fan? We'll give you a clue: it's what you generally remark after seeing a Joel Schumacher film It’s easy to get hosed by occupations that claim to know something you don’t—roofers who make your rooftop unfit for Mars Rover landings after suggesting cut-rate shingles, exorbitant legal fees that have you giving jail time serious consideration and in the case of cab drivers, chancing a promenade down Crack Boulevard after shortcuts turn the meter over like a laundry spin cycle. Luckily, in this age of GPS you have a better chance at thwarting a sudden turn onto a designated parade route, ... Read Full Story

In many respects, big city drunks have it easy over their blotto backwoods brethren. There's no need to blow a sizable portion of your paycheck--the remainder of what's been left in the jukebox of a local saloon--on a cab fare into the hinterlands, if cabs even service those back roads at all. At least you're occasionally able to stumble home if you remember such details as your address (which you distinctly recall scribbling on a napkin and stuffing into a stranger's purse) or that the shortest distance between two points is the straight line you cannot walk. Sure you might wander into an alley ... Read Full Story