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| SB-115. |
Santa: In my dreams
rats play football every night. DR: Take this tablet you will
be ok. Santa: Can I take tomorrow, tonight is final game. |
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| SB-114. |
Santa: Yaar, meri
biwi pani se bahut darti hai. Banta: Woh kaise? Sardar: Kal
main ghar aaya toh woh bath tub mein bhi security guard ke
saath baithi thi |
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| SB-113. |
Santa to Banta:
Tell me a joke which does NOT involve me. Banta thinks and
then: OK. Your wife is pregnant. |
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| SB-112. |
Santa’s Son:
O God! Please make New York the capital of Punjab. Santa:
Why are you praying for that? Santa’s Son: That is what
I have written in my exam. |
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| SB-111. |
Santa jhad pe bethkar
gaa rahe the, achanak Banta jhad se ulta latak ke gaane laga,
Santa ne pucha ki ulta kyon latka he, Banta bola oye side
B gaa raha hun. |
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