The Perfect Girl


A friend asked a gentleman how it is that he never married. The gentleman replied, “Well, I guess I just never met the right woman… I guess I’ve been looking for the perfect girl.”
“Oh! Come on now,” said the friend, “surely you have met at least one girl that you wanted to marry.”
“Yes, there was one girl once; I guess she was the one perfect girl. The only perfect girl I really ever met. She was just the right everything. I really mean that she was the perfect girl for me.”
“Well, why didn’t you marry her,” asked the friend.
“She was looking for the perfect man,” he said.

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