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 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 the toys. Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated
and
the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them
survived the accident. Question: Who was the survivor?
(Scroll down for the answer. Trust me, it's worth it)
>>> > 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, this is the end of the joke.
**** Men- keep scrolling.
So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the woman
must have been driving. This explains why there was a car accident.
> > > > >>> > Men- Keep scrolling
> > > > >>> >
By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this
illustrates another point: Women never listen.
!!!Thanks Dukee for the interesting piece you sent to me,
in return I dedicate this song to you,
Bryan Adams, "Brothers under the sun".
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