Santa banta were in conversation on the beach : Santa :Praaji , Ise 'beach' kyo kaheete hai ? banta : Tumhe nahe pata ? Santa : Nahe pata. banta : Woh to Aasmaan aur Zameen ke beech mein hai esliye eesai beach kahete hai .

Santa:iska naam plate pe likhee zameen mein gaad do! Banta:kyon? Santa:taaki iska naam mitti mein mil jaaye

Joke of the Century:Teacher asked Sardar" If U dial 001 then what will happen?"Sarda"Police Jeep will come, in Reverse Gear...

Sardar:My grandfather is 90 years old & still doesn't use glasses! Friend:How is it possible? Sardar:He drinks directly from bottle..

Santa put his pencil in a bottle of HORLICKS!Why?Why..?He wantd 2 make it TallerStronger &Sharper....

Santa was shopping in store.Salesman: Sir, would u like to use a pocket calculator?Santa: No thanx. I know how many pockets I have

Banta was driving down the highway past a sign that said, "Clean Toilets 8 Kms." By the time he drove eight kms he had cleaned 14 toilets

A Sardar buys a ticket and wins the lottery. He goes to Delhi to claim it and the man verifies his ticket number. The Sardar says, "I want my 20 lakhs. The man replied, "No, sir. It doesn't work that way. We give you one lakh today and then you'll get the rest spread out for the next 19 weeks." The Sardar said, "Oh, no. I want all my money right now! I won it and I want it." Again, the man explained that he would only get a lakh that day and the rest during the next 19 weeks. The Sardar, furious with the man, screams out, "Look, I want my money! If you're not going to give me my 20 lakhs right now, then I want my five rupees back!"

Santa har sunday holi khelta tha1 admi ne pucha santa ji aap har sunday holi Q khelte ho ?santa :- OYE, SUNDAY MATLAB HOLI-DAY..

1Srdar-wo Ladki behri lagti he.Me kuch kehta hu,wo kuch aur hi bolti hai 2srdar:kaise? 1 srdar:Mene"I Luv U"kaha,to wo boli Mene kal hi Naye SANDAL kharide hai.

Santa at an Art Gallery: I suppose this horrible looking thing is what you call Modern art? Art dealer: I beg your pardon sir, that's a mirror!

Banta: What's the difference between an oral thermometer and a rectal thermometer? Santa: The taste.