Banta complained to his friend about his wife ' My wife never agrees with anything I say. And we have been married for six years .' Preeto (mrs. Banta) intervened, ' Not six we have been married for seven years !
Santa phoned his wife: I am not coming home. The stearing, dash board, gears of car have been stolen. After sometime he calls again: I am coming, earlier I sat on the back seat
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.
Santa's wish: When I die, I wana die like my grandpa who died peacefully in his sleep? Not screaming like all the passengers in the car he was driving..
Santa Singh Ji Zebra Crossing ke Black & White Patte par Bar Bar idhar se Udhar chalte the , Woh kya soch rahe honge ? THINK ???? SALA YEH PIYANO BAJTA KYO NAHI ?
