Once upon a time, a perfect man and a perfect woman met and then 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 the eve of Christmas, the perfect couple loaded Santa and his toys into their vehicle. Soon they were driving along delivering toys. Unfortunately they 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.



Men keep'a scrollin'...

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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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The Perfect Man

The perfect man decided that he would do the world a favor, by going out and finding the perfect woman, marry her, then produce the most perfect child that the world has ever known. He travels along the east coast, and has no luck. Heading West, he discovers a farmer, who has three gorgeous daughters. he tells the farmer of his plan, and he agrees to let him go out on a date with each daughter.

After the date with daughter #1, the farmer asks him how it went. The perfect man replies..."It was a lovely evening, and not that you would ever notice....but, she's just a wee bit pigeon toed".

After the date with daughter #2, the farmer asks him how it went. The perfect man replies..."It was a lovely evening, and not that you would ever notice....but, she's just a wee bit cross eyed".

After the date with daughter #3, the farmer asks him how it went. The perfect man replies..."It was a lovely evening, she is absolutely the most perfect woman that I have ever met. I just have to marry her". They are married and nine months later the wife is in the hospital, delivering their child.

The perfect man rushes into the nursery and discovers that he is the proud father of what has to be the ugliest kid in the world. He rushes back to the farmer telling him..."I'm the most perfect man, and your daughter is the most perfect woman, yet we have sired the ugliest child known to modern science....WHAT THE HELL WENT WRONG"?

The farmer replies..."My daughter is indeed a lovely girl, and not that you would have ever noticed...but, she was just a wee bit pregnant when you met her".

And a Perfect Woman...or is she??


In a crowded city at a crowded bus stop a beautiful young woman was waiting for the bus. She was decked out in a tight leather mini skirt with matching tight leather boots and jacket. As the bus rolled up and it became her turn to get on the bus she became aware that her skirt was too tight to allow her leg to come up to the height of the bus' first step. So slightly embarrassed and with a quick smile to the bus driver she reached behind her and unzipped her skirt a little thinking that this would give her enough slack to raise her leg.
Again she tried to make the step onto the bus to discover she still could not make the step. So, a little more embarrassed she once again reached behind her and unzipped her skirt a little more. And for a second time she attempted the step and once again, much to her chagrin she could not raise her leg because of the tight skirt.
So with a coy little smile to the driver she again unzipped the offending skirt to give a little more slack and again was unable to make the step.
About this time the big Texan that was behind her in the line picked her up easily from the waist and placed her lightly on the step of the bus. Well, she went ballistic and turned on the would-be hero, screeching at him ''How dare you touch my body!! I don't even know who you are!! ''
At this the Texan drawled, ''Well ma'am, normally I would agree with you but after you unzipped my fly three times, I kinda figured we was friends.''