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"There was a perfect man who met a perfect
woman. 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. Who was the survivor?
(Scroll down for the answer)
The PERFECT WOMAN. She's the only one
that really existed in the first place. Everyone
knows there is no Santa Claus and there is no
such thing as a perfect man...
(Women: End email here. Men: keep scrolling
down.)
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 are a woman and
you're reading this...this brings up another
point... women never listen either...)"
THE REAL END
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