A blonde and her husband were sitting alone on a quiet evening. Suddenly the phone rings. The blonde answered and said, "Hello? Oh, hello, Frankie . . . I don't know, Frankie? Why don't you call the weather bureau?" and then she hung up.
About a half hour later the phone rings again. The blonde answers.
"Hello? Oh, hello again, Frankie. Frankie, I told you before, I don't know! Maybe you should be calling the Coast Guard if you need to know so bad."
After she hangs up, her husband turns to her and asks "What the heck is that all about?"
"Oh, it's some guy named Frankie," the blonde answered.
"For some reason he keeps calling me to ask if the coast is clear."