Hi frnds love u all. kabhi to mail kar liya karo, ok time fr laughter doze. read on… Banta Singh was in court charged with parking his car in a restricted area. The judge asked him if he had anything to say in his defence. “They should not put up such misleading notices,”said Banta Singh.” It said , “FINE FOR PARKING HERE.” A haryanavi peasant came to the office of The Hindustan Times to place an advertisement announcing his father’s death. “The rate is Rs. 360 per single col. cm,” the clerk told him. “Main to lut jaoonga - I ‘ll be ruined,” exclaimed the haryanavi. “My father was 182 cms tall.”
Santa Singh was in the hospital, near death, so the family sent for his friend Banta. As Banta singh stood beside the bed, santa Singh’s frail condition grew worse, and he motioned frantically for something to write on. Banta singh lovingly handed him a pen and piece of paper, and Santa used his last ounce of strength to scribble a note. Then he died. Banta singh thought it best not to look at the note just then, so he slipped it into his jacket pocket. Several days later, at the funeral, Banta singh was visting Santa’s family. He realized that he was wearing the same jacket that he’d worn the day Santa died. “You know,” he said, “Santa handed me a note just before he died. I haven’t read it, but knowing Santa, I’m sure there’s a word of inspiration there for us all.” He unfolded the note and read aloud, “You’re standing on my oxygen tube!”
Logic
Zailsingh decided to write the MBA exam. He could understand every thing except for the LOGIC part. One day when he was reading, Rajiv came home.
Rajiv: Zailsinghji How is your MBA preparation?
Zail Singh: Every thing is fine, but I could not understand Logic.
Rajiv: Logic is very easy.
Zailsingh: Can you give me an example, so that I can understand.
Rajiv: OK. Do you have fish pot in your house?
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be water in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be fish in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, someone will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: I take a guess that your wife will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: so, logically, your are married.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: So, that means U are a heterosexual.
Zailsingh was very glad and he understood logic. Next day he sees Butasingh and he was also preparing for MBA.
Zail: How is your MBA preparation?
Buta: Everything is fine except for the logic.
Zail: Oh, logic is easy.
Buta: Please, give me an example.
Zail: Do you have a fish pot in your house?
Buta: NO, I don’t.
Zail: Saala HOMO!!!
Santa Singh was walking on the road and paused to read the graffiti on the wall. It read “Padne waala gadha.”(one who reads it is an ass.) Santa Singh thought for an hour, erased it and wrote back,”Likhne waala gadha.”(One who wrote it is an ass).
A Sardarji, very proud of his humour used to say to his wife leaving for the office : ‘Good bye Char Bacchon ki Maa’ . One day his wife fed up of this answered : ‘ Bye Bye, Doo Bacchon Ke Baap’. That ended the husband’s witticisms.
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