Inspector to Santa: Faansi se pehle, bata teri aakhri ichha kya hai?Santa: Mere pair upar aur sier neeche kar k faansi de do!

Santa: I have to learn Telugu within 6 months or I'll not be able to communicate with my child. Banta: Is it ! Why ? Santa: I have adopted a telugu child and he will start to speak after 6 months

Santa ko Raaste me cycle ka pedal mila. Woh use uthakar,Ghar laa kar Biwi ko bola ye sambhal ke rakhde, isme cycle dalwadenge

santa library me 2 3 ghante bUk padke bola.SO BORING,so many characters bt no story.Thn librarian says, Sardarji this is telephn dirctry.

Sardar's Dad Died, Was Crying.After Few Min Cries Louder!Frnd: What Happnd Now?SardaMy Sister Jst Called Me & Even Her Dad Died.

SANTA Ko Apna Gadha Bechna Tha Unho Ne Apne Ek Dost Ko Letter Likha Agr Tume Kabhi Kisi Gadhe Ki Zroorut Ho To mujhe yad karna.

santa: Are light chali gayi hai to kam se kam fan to chalu karo sardarni: lo kar di na sardaro vali baat fan chalu karoogi to candle nahi bujh Jayegi

1 Ship me 300 Sardar ja rahe the, bina Ship doobe sabhi doob gaye Kaise??Ship band ho gaya our sare Sardar dhakka dene k liye utar gaye

Santa was driving car zigzag on the road. Traffic inspector stopped him. Santa: Sir, I am learning the car. Inspector: without instructor ? Santa: Sir, this is a correspondence 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!"

Santa 2 girlfriend: Darling, am I the first man you ever kissed? Girl: Of course, you r. But, why do all men ask the same silly question?

Why couldn't the santa write the number "eleven"? He didn't know which "one" comes first...