Banta Singh finished his English exam and came out. His friends asked him how he had fared. He replied, "Exam was okay, except for the past tense of 'think'. I thought, thought, thought and at last, I wrote 'thunk'

Some tourists in the Punjab Museum of Natural History were marveling at the dinosaur bones. One of them asked the guard, Santa Singh 'Can you tell me how old the dinosaur bones are?' Santa replied, 'They are 3 million, four years, and six months old.' 'That's an awfully exact number,' says the tourist. 'How do you know their age so precisely?' Santa answered, 'Well, the dinosaur bones were three million years old when I started working here, and that was four and a half years ago.'

Sardar 2 his kid Teri mummy muje "A G" kehkar kyun bulati hai? Kid "kyunki, Mummy smart hai. Isliye bhare bazaar me Abe gadhe(A G) Kehna Sabhyata nahi hoti!

A lady asked Santa: LIPTON di chah hai? Santa replied: Mainu ta nahi hai ji, tainu hai ta lipat ja

Santa and Banta were fixing a bomb in a car. Santa : What would you do if the bomb explodes while fixing. Banta : Dont worry, I have one more.

KRISHNA Ki Jyoti Se Noor MiltahaiSbke Dilon Ko Surur Milta HaiJobhi Jata Hai Kanha Ke DwaarKuch Na Kuch Zarror Milta Hai JAI SHRI KRISHNA

Santa to Papa- Papa ye star log jab mandir ate hai tab kala chashma kyu pehnte hai?Papa-kahi bhagwan unhe pehchan k Autograph na maang le

Sardar Opened A AutoMobile Service Center. But not Even a Single Vehicle Came there... Y..? 'Bcoz He Started the Shop on Third Floor..

Jeeto yelled at santa: U're gonna b really sorry! I'm going to LEAVE you! Santa: Make up ur mind, which one is it gonna be!

Teacher: What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are no longer interested? banta: A teacher

santa took an answering machine home and fixed it home somewhere in Rajasthan,but two days later disconnected it because he was getting complaints like "Saala phone utha ke bolta hai ghar pe nahin hai" ( "he picks up the receiver and then says he is not at home" )

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!"