Santa! Your daughter has died! Depressed, he jumps from the 100th floor At the 50th floor, he remembers he doesn't have a daughter! At the 25th flr: He's unmarried! At the 10th: He's Banta not Santa.
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?"
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.