Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met. After a perfect courtship,
08-04-2003, 12:25 PM
#1
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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 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 got into an accident. Only one of them survived the accident.
Question: Whowas the survivor?
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Answer: The perfect woman survived. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and no such thing as a perfect man.
****Women, stop reading here. That is the end of the joke. Men, keep scrolling down.
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 down.
By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this illustrates another point: Women never listen.
Question: Whowas the survivor?
(Scroll down for the answer.)
Answer: The perfect woman survived. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and no such thing as a perfect man.
****Women, stop reading here. That is the end of the joke. Men, keep scrolling down.
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 down.
By the way, if you're a woman and you're still reading, this illustrates another point: Women never listen.
08-04-2003, 12:42 PM
#3
that was great 
08-04-2003, 01:47 PM
#7
Great one, Raptor!
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08-04-2003, 02:19 PM
#10
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Don't break the table, Wicky. I just realized this is going to be tough to tell at ther gym tomorrow. I'm going to have to start with "Pretend you're reading this on a computer monitor."