Santa apni khubsurat BIBI ke sath TAXI me betha.Driver ne SHISHA set kiya.Ye dekhte hi SANTA gusse me bola"Meri BIBI ko DEKHTA hai,piche BETH taxi me CHALAUNGA.
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!!!
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?"