Jasmeet : "Your honor

Jasmeet : "Your honor
Jasmeet : "Your honor, I want to divorce my husband Santa." Judge : "But why ?" Jasmeet : "Because he is not faithful to me." Judge : "How do you know ?" Jasmeet : "My lord, not a single child resembles him."
  

Jan, 17 2012     208 chars (2 sms)     978 views       Jokes > Santa Banta

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SANTA hamesha Apne Mobile K Saath 1 Scissor Rakhta Tha, Kisi Ne Poocha?? KYO SANTA: :”O Yaara Kbhi Kbhi Call Katna B Par Jata Hy Na
3 sardars were going on a bike. Traffic Police raises the hand to stop them. Sardar replies- "Oye pagal ho gaya kya? Pehle hi 3 baithe hai, Tu kaha baithega.."
Jeeto: U tell a man something, it goes in one ear & comes out of the other. Santa: U tell a woman something, it goes in both ears & comes out of the mouth
Banta: Kya Hua,Ye Mitti Kyun Khod Raha Hai? Santa: Papa ji Ne Bola Mene Unka Nam Mitti Me Mila Diya, Wohi Dund Raha Hu
Postman: I have to come 5 miles to deliver you this packet. Santa: Why did u come so far? Instead u could have posted it....
Sardar:Shirt K Liye Badhiya Kapda Dikhana?SalesMan:PLAIN Me Dikhau?Sardar:Hawai Jahaaz Tak Jaane Ki Kya Jarurat Hai? Yahi Dikha Do na .
Santa (reading from book of facts): "Do you know that every time I breathe a man dies?" Banta: "Why don't you use a mouth wash?"
Preeto: There's trouble with the car. It has water in the carburetor. Banta: Water in the carburetor? That's ridiculous. Preeto: I tell you the car has water in the carburetor. Banta: You don't even know what a carburetor is. I'll check it out. Where's the car? Preeto: In the pool.
Banta: Y did you buy ur wife a huge diamond ring for her B'day? I thought she wanted a car. Santa: She did, but where in the world was I going to find a fake car?
SANTA went2 temple.Seeing people putting coin into box. SANTA:WOW Its amazing people are talking 2 God through coin phone without receiver.
Santa banta jngl me:Samne sher aya,1ne mitti sher ki ankh me dalke bhagne lga,2nd wahi ruk gya Santa :abe bhag Banta :me kyun bhagu mitti tune dali he
Santa: Oh god! Please make New York, the capital of Punjab! Banta: Why are you praying so? Santa: Bcz, that is what I have written in the exam