You all know each other don't you

In a taxi…

Driver:

“There’s a blind chap who I pick up, you must know him. I take him to work (and home again), out to the pub, everything, he goes all over the place. Great guy, he’s more of a friend I know him so well. Just getting divorced poor guy (between you and me, she sounds like a right one!), he’s trying to keep seeing his kids though (although SHE’s kicking up a fuss, making all kinds of accusations of course). Beautiful dog, although a bit mischievous I’ll tell you. How long have you been ‘visually impaired’ for? You must know him.”

 

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