Ek shrabi roz SHIV mandir pe sir tekta tha.Ek din Pujari ne SHIV murti ki jagah GANESH murti rakhi.Shrabi aya,dekha bola Chotu,papa se bolna main aya tha..
Man: Sir, my wife is missing. Postmaster:Bhai ye post office hai, Police station me complaint dijiyee.Man: Kya karun, khushi ke maare kuch samajh Nahi aa rha
Papa beti Se-Beti pehle to tum mujhe Papa kehti thi,Lekin ab tum mujhe DaD kehti ho,kyu? Beti-Oh DaD,PaPa kehne se Lipstic khrab ho jati hai. "Ghor KalYug"...
TEACHER : PAPPU, how do you spell “crocodile”? PAPPU : “K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L” TEACHER : No, that’s wrong PAPPU : Maybe it’s wrong, but you asked me how I spell it!
