Sardarni Was Beating

Sardarni Was Beating
Sardarni Was Beating Sardar A Neighbour Asked: Kyun Mar Rahi Ho ? Sardni Inko Call Kiya To 1 Ladki Boli, "The Person You Are Trying To Reach Is Currently Busy"
  

Jan, 17 2012     159 chars (1 sms)     868 views       Jokes > Santa Banta

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Santa: Yaar bachpan mein 20 male se gir gaya tha. Banta: to fir bach gaya ya mar gaya? Santa: yaad nahin hai bahut purani baat hai.
What was Sardarji doing when he held his hands tightly over his ears? He was trying to hold on to a thought.
Why did Santa take his pregnant wife Jeeto to Pizza Hut? A: Because they advertised: 'Free Delivery'
SANTA kadhai leke bich raaste khana pakane baitha. Kadhai khali dekh k logo ne pucha “saNTAJI kya bana rahe ho?” saNTA bola, “Sabko bewakoof bana raha hoon.”
In a train, ticket checker to a saint: Ticket please! Saint: I don't have. TT: Where do you want to go? Saint: Lord Ram's birth place, Ayodhya! TT: Come, lets go! Saint: Where? TT: Lord Krishna'a birth place, Jail.
Nurse came out with the newborn kid, Santa rushed 2 her & after seeing the kid he shouted, BETA hua BETA. She slapped him: Leave my finger, u fool, It’s a gal
Sardayaar meri biwi ghar chodkar bhag gai..Mona: tune use pyar se nahi rakha hogaSardanahi yar sagi behan se bhi badhkar rakha tha
TEACHER : you call your mother as MUM.. what will you call your mother's younger sister & elder sister? Santa singh : MINIMUM & MAXIMUM...
Sardar dials a no. and a girl picks up the phone.Sardar says: kaun?Girl: main geeta,aap kaun?Sardamain guru granth sahib.
Preeto: There's trouble with the car. It has water in the carburetor. Banta: Water in the carburetor? That's ridiculous. Preeto: I tell you the car has water in the carburetor. Banta: You don't even know what a carburetor is. I'll check it out. Where's the car? Preeto: In the pool.
Santa singh to his friend: Yar bari mushkil main hoon mairi bivi mujh say 1 kiss ka 50RS laiti hay ..... friend: acha, yar to bara lucky hay doosron say to wo 500RS laiti hay.
Santa, where's your homework?" the teacher said sternly to the little boy while holding out her hand. "My dog ate it," was his solemn response. "Santa, I've been a teacher for eighteen years. Do you really expect me to believe that?" "It's true, Miss, I swear," insisted the boy. "I had to force him, but he ate it!"