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 Eve, this perfect couple was driving down a country road. The snow was falling heavily, yet somehow the perfect couple caught a glimpse of someone in distress along the roadside. Being the perfect couple that they were, they stopped to help.
There on the roadside stood Santa Claus with a huge bundle of toys in his outstretched arms. His sleigh was a wreck and tangled among the trees. 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 from house to house, delivering all of Santa's toys to the neighborhood children.
As luck would have it, the driving conditions worsened, and the perfect couple and Santa Claus had an accident. Tragically, only one them survived the accident.
Who was the survivor?
The perfect woman. Everyone knows there is no Santa Claus and no such thing as a perfect man! Typical Male Response?
Well then, since there is no perfect man and no Santa Claus, obviously the perfect woman must have been driving. This would explain the car accident!