A sardarji goes to a chinese restaurant and puts his finger on the last of menu;Brign this.Waiver; oh! You can't get it because he is the owner of restaurant
"Darling," said Banta to his new bride, Preeto, "Now that we are married, do you think you will be able to live on my small income?" "Of course, dearest, no trouble," she replied. "But what will you live on?"