santa- Raat muje ek aadmi ne chaku dikhakar loot liya. Friend- Lekin tere paasto hamesha gun hoti hai. santa - wo meine chupa di thi, varna wo bhi chori ho jati…
Santa went to see a gal for marriage. Their families decided to leave them for some talk. After some time, Santa asks: Behenji, tusin kinne behen-bhai ho? Girl: Vaise taan 3 si, par hun 4 ho gaye.
Santa - "why are all these people running?" Banta - "This is a race, the winner will get the cup." Santa - "If only the winner will get the cup, why are the others running?"
Master: Mein tenu kutte te essay likhan nu keha si, Likh ke kyu nahi liyanda ? Santa: Ki karda master g, jidan he mein kutte te Pen rakhia oh paj geya!!!