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 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.
A girl sitting in examination hall with sardar ji.. Girl- sardarji, mein tumhari nakal marloo..! Sardar- ahoo, tu meri nakal maar lay, fir mein teri asal maarta hu…