The other day I was across the street from work picking up a coffee. And there were these two men in their mid-to-late sixties, speaking French, having a coffee and talking. In French.
And one is saying: "I can't place him."
The other: "You'd know him if you saw him. He was a team with his wife. I can't remember her name. He's really short."
First guy: "What was his name again?"
Second guy: "Jerry Stiller. He is so funny."
I resisted the urge to walk over and say Anne Meara. I almost did, though.
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