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 the toys.
Unfortunately, the driving conditions deteriorated and the perfect
couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Only one of them survived
the accident. Who was the survivor?
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 for you.
--- Men: Keep scrolling
So, if there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, the perfect woman must
have been driving. This 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. You were told to stop scrolling!!!!!
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