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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 (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?

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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.

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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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