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MACHALI

Santa: oye banta machli khayega?
Banta: nhi yaar usme kaante hote hain.
Santa: oye chadd yaar, chappal pahen ke kha lena

DETTOL SOAP

santa aur banta k bich mai fight ho rahi thi
banta:- saale mai tere kapde phaad k tujhe naanga kar doonga
santa:- dekh serious ladai mai romantic baat mat kar

ROMANTIC BANTA

santa aur banta k bich mai fight ho rahi thi
banta:- saale mai tere kapde phaad k tujhe naanga kar doonga
santa:- dekh serious ladai mai romantic baat mat kar

MISTAKEN IDENTITY

A gentleman was much surprised when the good-looking young lady greeted him by saying, “Good evening.”

He could not remember ever having seen her before.

She evidently realized that she had made a mistake, for she apologized and explained: “Oh, I ‘m so sorry. When I first saw you I thought you were the father of two of my children.”

She walked on while the man stared after her. She did not realize, of course, that he was unaware of the fact that she was a school teacher.

PINT OF BRANDY

Sister Mary Katherine lived in a convent, a block away from Jack’s liquor store.

One day, in walked Sister Mary Katherine and said, “Oh Jack, give me pint of the brandy.”

“Sister Mary Katherine,’ exclaimed Jack, ‘I could never do that! I’ve never sold alcohol to a nun in my life!”

“Oh jack,” she responded, “it’s only for the Mother Superior.” Her voice dropped. “It helps her constipation, you know.”

So, Jack sold her the brandy. Latter that night Jack closed the store and walked home. As he passed the convent, who should he see but Sister Mary Katherine; and she was snookered. She was singing and dancing, whirling around and flapping her arms like a bird, right there on the sidewalk.

A crowd was gathering, so Jack pushed through and exclaimed, “Sister Mary Katherine! For shame! You told me this was for the Mother Superior’s constipation!”

Sister Mary Katherine didn’t miss a beat as she replied, “And so it is, me lad, so it is. When she sees me, she’s going to shit!”

WIFE’S PHOTO

Wife: You always carry my photo in your handbag to the office. Why?

Husband: When there is a problem, no matter how impossible, I look at your picture and the problem disappears.

Wife: You see, how miraculous and powerful I am for you?

Husband: Yes, I see your picture and say to myself, ‘What other problem can there be greater than this one?’