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Santa: Will U marry, after I die.
Jeeto: No, I will live with my sister. Jeeto: Will U marry, after I die.
Santa: No, I will also live with your sister.
 
Akash Vaidya
2 men were searching for their lost wife in a festival.
Santa:What does your wife look like?
Banta:She is 5'7", 36-24-36 sexy figure, fair, sweet, beautiful, green sexy eyes, brown hair, and yours?
Santa: Forget mine, let us look for yours.
 
Akash Vaidya
1 Chor Santa ka mobile le k bhag raha tha
Santa:Bhag sale Bhag bhag
Charger toh mere pas hai
 
Akash Vaidya
Sardar to his friend.. I kiss my wife everyday before i go to office..

and u?

Friend: i kiss ur wife after u go to office.
Sardar: ha ha ha..i m the first..
 
Akash Vaidya
Santa:Papa aaj meri Girl4nd ki birhday he. Use kya du..?
Papa:Dekhne me kaisi hai?
Santa:Mast hai..
Papa:Mera mobile number de de!
 
Akash Vaidya
Sardar sent SMS to his BOSS: “Me sick, no work”
Boss SMS back: “When I am sick I kiss my wife try it”
2 hours later sardar sms 2 boss: “Me ok, ur wife very sweet”
 
Akash Vaidya
Banta: Truck dekhkr tm kapte kyu ho?
Santa: Ek truck driver meri biwi lekr bhag gya tha, hr bar lgta hai jaise usko vaps krne aya hai.
 
Akash Vaidya
Santa: I’m a proud father. My son is in medical college.
Banta: What’s he studying?"
Santa: He's not studying, they r studying him!
 
Akash Vaidya
Master: Mai tenu kutte pe essay likhne ho
keha tha, Likh k kyu nhi liya ?
Santa: Ki krda master g,
kahi bhi mai kutte pe Pen rkha wo bhagya!!!
 
Akash Vaidya
Santa: "God, if u give me 100 rs, I will donate 50 rs in tmpl".

After waliking sm distance, he finds a 50 rs note

Santa: "Shame on u God, u don't even trust me a little? u hv already takn ur share!"
 
Akash Vaidya
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