SANTA: Wat is d different between POETRY and ESSAY?BANTA: Any word said by girlfriend is poetry..!Anything said by wife is essay

Santa singh: me paida mumbai me hua magar padai chennai me ki. Banta singh: phir to school aane jaane me bahut der lagti hogi.

Sardar1- maine apni BV ko 12th pass karvaya,fir B.A fir M.A aur uski govtJob b lagva di,Ab or kya karu yar?Sardar2-acha sa ladka dekhkar shadi kar de.

Pappu: Dad, main itna jawan kab banunga k main mummy ko bina bataye ghar se bahar ja sakoon.Santa: Beta, itna jawan to aaj tak main bhi nahi hua

Santa meets his old friend. Santa: A & B, A & B, A & B, A & B, A & B. Friend: Oye, iska matlab? Santa: Kuch nahin yaar, I mean long time no C.

Girlfriend-Tum to bas apne kam me lage rehte ho..Meri to koi parwah hi nahi hai tumhe! santa -Oye,Pyar karne wale kisi ki parwah nahi karte!

santa banta go for fishing. They catch a lot of fish and return to shore. santa says: "I hope u remember the spot where we caught all those fish." banta answers: "Yes, I made'X' on the side of the boat to mark the spot." "You idiot!" replies santa." how do u know u will get the same boat tomorrow."

Santa Singh: Will this bus take me to Jalandhar? Driver: Which part? Santa Singh: All of me, of course!

A Sardar buys a ticket and wins the lottery. He goes to Delhi to claim it and the man verifies his ticket number. The Sardar says, "I want my 20 lakhs. The man replied, "No, sir. It doesn't work that way. We give you one lakh today and then you'll get the rest spread out for the next 19 weeks." The Sardar said, "Oh, no. I want all my money right now! I won it and I want it." Again, the man explained that he would only get a lakh that day and the rest during the next 19 weeks. The Sardar, furious with the man, screams out, "Look, I want my money! If you're not going to give me my 20 lakhs right now, then I want my five rupees back!"

Son: Dad did you have a love marriage with mom? Santa: Yes son. How do you know? Son: Coz of the difference of 4 months between your marriage and my date of birth.

A beautiful girl was passing by..Santa : Kya maal hai yaarBanta : Arey haa maal se yaad aaya bhabiji kaisi hai

There was A MIRROR which used to kill LIERS Frnch:I think I Dont Smoke (Killed) Americn:I think I lOVE IRAQ (kILLED) sARDAR:I Think(Killed)