>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.
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>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.
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>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?
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>The perfect woman. 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.
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>Women, end e-mail here!
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>Men, keep scrolling.
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>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 brings up
>another point: women never listen either.