Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect
woman met. After a perfect courtship, they had a perfect wedding.
Their life together was, of course, perfect. One snowy, stormy
Christmas Eve, this perfect couple was driving their perfect car (a
Grand Caravan) along a winding road, when they noticed someone at
the side of the road in distress. Being the perfect couple, they
stopped to help. There stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys.
Not wanting to disappoint any children on the eve of Christmas, the
perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle. Soon
they were driving along delivering toys. Unfortunately, the driving
conditions deteriorated and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had
an accident. Only one of them survived the accident. The mind
numbing question is: Who was the survivor?
Scroll down for the answer...
The perfect woman survived. She's the only one
who really existed in the first place. Everyone knows there is no
Santa Claus and there is no such thing as a perfect man. Women stop
reading here. That is the end of the joke.
Men keep'a scrollin'...
So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa
Claus, the perfect woman must have been driving. And that explains
why there was a car accident. By the way, if you're a woman and
you're reading this, this illustrates another point: Women never
listen, either.
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