Here's a good one. Probably we can see some approval activity today and tomorrow till this weather lasts.
http://www.cnn.com/2003/WEATHER/01/23/cold.spell.ap/index.html
http://www.cnn.com/2003/WEATHER/01/23/cold.spell.ap/index.html
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patienceGC
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Everything is depressing
Its too cold
Bad job market
No approvals
No sign of improvement
People are just too bored to even post
This is pretty bad but we will get there! But keep posting jokes cuz it really helps
Its too cold
Bad job market
No approvals
No sign of improvement
People are just too bored to even post
This is pretty bad but we will get there! But keep posting jokes cuz it really helps
bricklayer's accident report
This is a bricklayer's accident report that was printed in the
newsletter of the English equivalent of the Workers' Compensation Board.
Dear Sir,
I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block #3 of the accident reporting form. I put "Poor Planning" as the cause of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient.
I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found I had some bricks left over which when weighed later were found to weigh 240 lbs. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley which was attached to the side of the
building at the sixth floor.
Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to insure a slow descent of the 240 lbs of bricks.
You will note on the accident reporting form that my weight is 135 lbs. Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building.
In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel which was now
proceeding downward at an equally impressive speed. This explains the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collarbone, as listed in Section 3, accident reporting form. Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley which I mentioned in Paragraph 2 of this correspondence. Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of
mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of the excruciating pain I was now beginning to experience.
At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, the barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again to my weight. As you might imagine, I began a rapid descent down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and severe lacerations of my legs and lower body.
Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.
I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move and watching the empty barrel six stories above me, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope. And I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey back onto me.
This is a bricklayer's accident report that was printed in the
newsletter of the English equivalent of the Workers' Compensation Board.
Dear Sir,
I am writing in response to your request for additional information in Block #3 of the accident reporting form. I put "Poor Planning" as the cause of my accident. You asked for a fuller explanation and I trust the following details will be sufficient.
I am a bricklayer by trade. On the day of the accident, I was working alone on the roof of a new six-story building. When I completed my work, I found I had some bricks left over which when weighed later were found to weigh 240 lbs. Rather than carry the bricks down by hand, I decided to lower them in a barrel by using a pulley which was attached to the side of the
building at the sixth floor.
Securing the rope at ground level, I went up to the roof, swung the barrel out and loaded the bricks into it. Then I went down and untied the rope, holding it tightly to insure a slow descent of the 240 lbs of bricks.
You will note on the accident reporting form that my weight is 135 lbs. Due to my surprise at being jerked off the ground so suddenly, I lost my presence of mind and forgot to let go of the rope. Needless to say, I proceeded at a rapid rate up the side of the building.
In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel which was now
proceeding downward at an equally impressive speed. This explains the fractured skull, minor abrasions and the broken collarbone, as listed in Section 3, accident reporting form. Slowed only slightly, I continued my rapid ascent, not stopping until the fingers of my right hand were two knuckles deep into the pulley which I mentioned in Paragraph 2 of this correspondence. Fortunately by this time I had regained my presence of
mind and was able to hold tightly to the rope, in spite of the excruciating pain I was now beginning to experience.
At approximately the same time, however, the barrel of bricks hit the ground and the bottom fell out of the barrel. Now devoid of the weight of the bricks, the barrel weighed approximately 50 lbs. I refer you again to my weight. As you might imagine, I began a rapid descent down the side of the building. In the vicinity of the third floor, I met the barrel coming up. This accounts for the two fractured ankles, broken tooth and severe lacerations of my legs and lower body.
Here my luck began to change slightly. The encounter with the barrel seemed to slow me enough to lessen my injuries when I fell into the pile of bricks and fortunately only three vertebrae were cracked.
I am sorry to report, however, as I lay there on the pile of bricks, in pain, unable to move and watching the empty barrel six stories above me, I again lost my composure and presence of mind and let go of the rope. And I lay there watching the empty barrel begin its journey back onto me.
HiTech
Enjoy the latest technology!
Three men are sitting naked in the sauna. Suddenly
there is a beeping sound. The first man presses his forearm and the beeping stops.
The others look at him questioningly.
"That's my pager," he says. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rings. The second man lifts his palm to his ear. When he finishes he explains, "That's my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The third man, feeling decidedly low-tech but not to be outdone,decided he had to do something just as impressive. He steps out of the sauna and goes to the toilet. He returns with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his ass.
The others raised their eyebrows and said, "Wow! What's
that?" "I'm getting a Fax," he explains
Enjoy the latest technology!
Three men are sitting naked in the sauna. Suddenly
there is a beeping sound. The first man presses his forearm and the beeping stops.
The others look at him questioningly.
"That's my pager," he says. "I have a microchip under the skin of my arm."
A few minutes later a phone rings. The second man lifts his palm to his ear. When he finishes he explains, "That's my mobile phone. I have a microchip in my hand."
The third man, feeling decidedly low-tech but not to be outdone,decided he had to do something just as impressive. He steps out of the sauna and goes to the toilet. He returns with a piece of toilet paper hanging from his ass.
The others raised their eyebrows and said, "Wow! What's
that?" "I'm getting a Fax," he explains
AMBYASASAM
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> > > >A passerby watched two sardarjis in a park. One was
> > > >digging holes and the other was
> > > >immediately filling them in again. Tell me,' said the
> > > >passerby, 'What on earth are
> > > >you doing?' Well,' said the digger, 'Usually there are
> > > >three of us. I dig the hole, Balwant plants the tree
> > > >saplings
> > > >and Gurpreet fills in the hole. Today Balwant is off
> > > >ill, but that doesn't mean Gurpreet and I get the day
> > > >off, does it?
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >Banta Singh rushed back angrily to the grocerry shop
> > > >from where he had purchased a packet of butter
> > > >a few minutes ago. "Where is my free gift?" he shouted
> > > >at the shopkeeper.
> > > >"But Sir, there is no free gift on the purchase of
> > > >butter." The shopkeeper answered politely.
> > > >"Don't fool me," replied Banta, "it is clearly written
> > > >on the packet of the butter 'Cholesterol free'".
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >One day Santa Singh was home and he went to the
> > > >kitchen, opened the Sugar bottle, peeped inside
> > > >and closed it. His wife was seeing this. After some
> > > >time Santa again went to the kitchen,
> > > >opened the Sugar Bottle, peeped inside and closed it.
> > > >His wife again saw this.
> > > >Santa Singh again and again did the same thing. His
> > > >wife was puzzled at why did he do something like
> > > >this..
> > > >So, she asked Santa, 'Why did you open the Sugar
> > > >bottle, see inside and close it often?'
> > > >Santa Singh replied, 'I am a Sugar Patient you
> > > >know.... Our doctor advised me to check up the Sugar
> > > >often'.
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >> > > >A Sardarji bought a new car. Next day he is driving
> > > >his car to office.
> > > >On the way he was waiting for the Signal. Suddenly he
> > > >opened the door and got down.
> > > >Then he went to the Traffic Police and asked him, 'How
> > > >much should I pay to turn right?'
> > > >The Policeman was astonished and asked, 'Why are you
> > > >asking like this?'
> > > >Then Sardarji showed him the sign board which was in
> > > >the corner of the road: 'Free Left Turn'
> > > >
> > > >##########
> > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh sees lot of guys running on the highway.
> > > > >Asks a bystander as to why are the guys doing what
> > > > >they are doing.
> > > > >The bystander: A Marathon race is going on
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: What do they get from that?
> > > > >Bystander: The winner will get a prize.
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: Then why are the others running?!
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: I was born in the Punjab.
> > > > >Harpal Singh: Oh really, which part?
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: All of me, silly.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu : Tell me five FEROCIOUS animals you can think
> > > > >of..
> > > > >Harpal : 3 Lions and 2 Tigers.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Q: How can you recognize Jugnu Singh in a submarine?
> > > > >A: He is the one with the parachute on his back.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh got up in the middle of the night to
> > > > >answer the telephone.
> > > > >"Is this one one one one?", says the voice.
> > > > >"No, this is eleven eleven."
> > > > >"Are you sure it isn't one one one one?"
> > > > >"No, this is eleven eleven."
> > > > >"Well, wrong number. I am Harpal calling, sorry to
> > > > >have woken you up on the middle of the night."
> > > > >"That's all right, mister. I had to get up to answer
> > > > >the telephone anyway."
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Q: Why did the Jugnu Singh take a pair of binoculars
> > > > >with
> > > > >him to a funeral?
> > > > >A: It was a distant relative's funeral
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > >
> > > > >>Vajpayee and Bush are sitting in a bar. A guy walks
> > > >in and asks the
> > > > >>barman,
> > > > >>"Isn't that Bush and Vajpayee?".
> > > > >>The barman says "Yep, thats them."
> > > > >>So the guy walks over and says,"Hello, what are u
> > > >guys doing?"
> > > > >>Bush says, "We're planning world war 3"
> > > > >>Guy says, "Really? What's going to happen?"
> > > > >>Vajpayee says, "Well, we're going to kill 14 million
> > > >Pakistanis and
> > > > >>one
> > > > >>bicycle repairman."
> > > > >>The guy exclaimed, "A bicycle repairman!!! Why?
> > > > >>Vajpayee turns to Bush and says, " See, I told you
> > > >no-one would worry
> > > > >>about the 14 million Pakistanis!"
> > > >digging holes and the other was
> > > >immediately filling them in again. Tell me,' said the
> > > >passerby, 'What on earth are
> > > >you doing?' Well,' said the digger, 'Usually there are
> > > >three of us. I dig the hole, Balwant plants the tree
> > > >saplings
> > > >and Gurpreet fills in the hole. Today Balwant is off
> > > >ill, but that doesn't mean Gurpreet and I get the day
> > > >off, does it?
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >Banta Singh rushed back angrily to the grocerry shop
> > > >from where he had purchased a packet of butter
> > > >a few minutes ago. "Where is my free gift?" he shouted
> > > >at the shopkeeper.
> > > >"But Sir, there is no free gift on the purchase of
> > > >butter." The shopkeeper answered politely.
> > > >"Don't fool me," replied Banta, "it is clearly written
> > > >on the packet of the butter 'Cholesterol free'".
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >One day Santa Singh was home and he went to the
> > > >kitchen, opened the Sugar bottle, peeped inside
> > > >and closed it. His wife was seeing this. After some
> > > >time Santa again went to the kitchen,
> > > >opened the Sugar Bottle, peeped inside and closed it.
> > > >His wife again saw this.
> > > >Santa Singh again and again did the same thing. His
> > > >wife was puzzled at why did he do something like
> > > >this..
> > > >So, she asked Santa, 'Why did you open the Sugar
> > > >bottle, see inside and close it often?'
> > > >Santa Singh replied, 'I am a Sugar Patient you
> > > >know.... Our doctor advised me to check up the Sugar
> > > >often'.
> > > >
> > > >####
> > > >> > > >A Sardarji bought a new car. Next day he is driving
> > > >his car to office.
> > > >On the way he was waiting for the Signal. Suddenly he
> > > >opened the door and got down.
> > > >Then he went to the Traffic Police and asked him, 'How
> > > >much should I pay to turn right?'
> > > >The Policeman was astonished and asked, 'Why are you
> > > >asking like this?'
> > > >Then Sardarji showed him the sign board which was in
> > > >the corner of the road: 'Free Left Turn'
> > > >
> > > >##########
> > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh sees lot of guys running on the highway.
> > > > >Asks a bystander as to why are the guys doing what
> > > > >they are doing.
> > > > >The bystander: A Marathon race is going on
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: What do they get from that?
> > > > >Bystander: The winner will get a prize.
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: Then why are the others running?!
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: I was born in the Punjab.
> > > > >Harpal Singh: Oh really, which part?
> > > > >Jugnu Singh: All of me, silly.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu : Tell me five FEROCIOUS animals you can think
> > > > >of..
> > > > >Harpal : 3 Lions and 2 Tigers.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Q: How can you recognize Jugnu Singh in a submarine?
> > > > >A: He is the one with the parachute on his back.
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Jugnu Singh got up in the middle of the night to
> > > > >answer the telephone.
> > > > >"Is this one one one one?", says the voice.
> > > > >"No, this is eleven eleven."
> > > > >"Are you sure it isn't one one one one?"
> > > > >"No, this is eleven eleven."
> > > > >"Well, wrong number. I am Harpal calling, sorry to
> > > > >have woken you up on the middle of the night."
> > > > >"That's all right, mister. I had to get up to answer
> > > > >the telephone anyway."
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > > >
> > > > >Q: Why did the Jugnu Singh take a pair of binoculars
> > > > >with
> > > > >him to a funeral?
> > > > >A: It was a distant relative's funeral
> > > >
>
>**********************************************************************
> > > >
> > > > >>Vajpayee and Bush are sitting in a bar. A guy walks
> > > >in and asks the
> > > > >>barman,
> > > > >>"Isn't that Bush and Vajpayee?".
> > > > >>The barman says "Yep, thats them."
> > > > >>So the guy walks over and says,"Hello, what are u
> > > >guys doing?"
> > > > >>Bush says, "We're planning world war 3"
> > > > >>Guy says, "Really? What's going to happen?"
> > > > >>Vajpayee says, "Well, we're going to kill 14 million
> > > >Pakistanis and
> > > > >>one
> > > > >>bicycle repairman."
> > > > >>The guy exclaimed, "A bicycle repairman!!! Why?
> > > > >>Vajpayee turns to Bush and says, " See, I told you
> > > >no-one would worry
> > > > >>about the 14 million Pakistanis!"
baven:
I have a feeling you will be approved soon. I see many RFE cases getting approved. Simple ones like medical RFE's, employment RFE's w/out AC21 etc., Since you have been with the same employer i think you will be next..
Originally posted by baven
that was funny
I have a feeling you will be approved soon. I see many RFE cases getting approved. Simple ones like medical RFE's, employment RFE's w/out AC21 etc., Since you have been with the same employer i think you will be next..
phoaupkari
Registered Users (C)
A desi dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country._ He goes first to the German hell and asks "What do they do here?"_ He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil_ comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."
_
The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on. He checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more. He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell.
Then he comes to the Indian hell and finds that_ there is a very long line of people waiting to get in. Amazed he asks "What do they do here?" He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Indian devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."
"But that is exactly the same as all the other hells - why are there so many people waiting to get in?"
"Because there is never any electricity, so the electric chair does not work, someone has stolen all the nails, and the devil is a Govt. servant, so he comes in, signs in the register and then goes to the canteen..."
_
The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on. He checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more. He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell.
Then he comes to the Indian hell and finds that_ there is a very long line of people waiting to get in. Amazed he asks "What do they do here?" He is told "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Indian devil comes in and whips you for the rest of the day."
"But that is exactly the same as all the other hells - why are there so many people waiting to get in?"
"Because there is never any electricity, so the electric chair does not work, someone has stolen all the nails, and the devil is a Govt. servant, so he comes in, signs in the register and then goes to the canteen..."
phoaupkari
Registered Users (C)
Subject: The Power of Women
During the wedding rehearsal, the groom approached the vicar with an unusual offer. "Look, I'll give you £100 if you'll change the wedding vows. When you get to me and the part where I'm to promise to 'love, honor and obey' and 'forsaking all others, be faithful to her forever,' I'd appreciate it if you'd just leave that part out." He passed the clergyman the cash and walked away satisfied.
It is now the day of the wedding, and the bride and groom have moved to that part of the ceremony where the vows are exchanged. When it comes time for the groom's vows, the vicar looks the young man in the eye and says: "Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman, as long as you both shall live?"
The groom gulped and looked around, and said in a tiny
voice, "Yes." The groom leaned toward the vicar and hissed, "I thought we had a deal." The vicar put the £100 into his hand and whispered back, "She made me a much better offer."
During the wedding rehearsal, the groom approached the vicar with an unusual offer. "Look, I'll give you £100 if you'll change the wedding vows. When you get to me and the part where I'm to promise to 'love, honor and obey' and 'forsaking all others, be faithful to her forever,' I'd appreciate it if you'd just leave that part out." He passed the clergyman the cash and walked away satisfied.
It is now the day of the wedding, and the bride and groom have moved to that part of the ceremony where the vows are exchanged. When it comes time for the groom's vows, the vicar looks the young man in the eye and says: "Will you promise to prostrate yourself before her, obey her every command and wish, serve her breakfast in bed every morning of your life and swear eternally before God and your lovely wife that you will not ever even look at another woman, as long as you both shall live?"
The groom gulped and looked around, and said in a tiny
voice, "Yes." The groom leaned toward the vicar and hissed, "I thought we had a deal." The vicar put the £100 into his hand and whispered back, "She made me a much better offer."
A poem for your spouse!
guys..get a load of this....kicks ass....hilariously awesome.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
The sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
After you, my love, my only prize
Would be a bullet between my eyes
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you're not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
Every time I see your face
I wish I were in outer space
I saw your face as you walked by
but then I saw a better guy
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
Beauty is on the inside, but some may doubt,
If it's true, I'd prefer you inside out.
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime
guys..get a load of this....kicks ass....hilariously awesome.
Roses are red, violets are blue,
Sugar is sweet, and so are you.
But the roses are wilting, the violets are dead,
The sugar bowl's empty and so is your head.
After you, my love, my only prize
Would be a bullet between my eyes
Of loving beauty you float with grace
If only you could hide your face
I thought that I could love no other
Until, that is, I met your brother
Kind, intelligent, loving and hot
This describes everything you're not
I want to feel your sweet embrace
But don't take that paper bag off of your face
I love your smile, your face, and your eyes --
Damn, I'm good at telling lies!
Every time I see your face
I wish I were in outer space
I saw your face as you walked by
but then I saw a better guy
My darling, my lover, my beautiful wife:
Marrying you screwed up my life
Beauty is on the inside, but some may doubt,
If it's true, I'd prefer you inside out.
I see your face when I am dreaming
That's why I always wake up screaming
My love you take my breath away
What have you stepped in to smell this way
My feelings for you no words can tell
Except for maybe "go to hell"
What inspired this amorous rhyme?
Two parts vodka, one part lime
Awaiting approval
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one more
While at the college Sardar happened to watch the notice board.
It reads: Invites suggestions for the modification of Ladies Room.
Sardar writes under
Let the men Permit to Enter
While at the college Sardar happened to watch the notice board.
It reads: Invites suggestions for the modification of Ladies Room.
Sardar writes under
Let the men Permit to Enter
Awaiting approval
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and one more
Zailsingh decided to write the MBA exam. He could understand every thing except for the LOGIC part. One day when he was reading, Rajiv came home.
Rajiv: Zailsinghji How is your MBA preparation?
Zail Singh: Every thing is fine, but I could not understand Logic.
Rajiv: Logic is very easy.
Zailsingh: Can you give me an example, so that I can understand.
Rajiv: OK. Do you have fish pot in your house?
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be water in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be fish in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, someone will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: I take a guess that your wife will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: so, logically, your are married.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: So, that means U are a heterosexual.
Zailsingh was very glad and he understood logic. Next day he sees Butasingh and he was also preparing for MBA.
Zail: How is your MBA preparation?
Buta: Everything is fine except for the logic.
Zail: Oh, logic is easy.
Buta: Please, give me an example.
Zail: Do you have a fish pot in your house?
Buta: NO, I don't.
Zail: Saala HOMO!!!
Zailsingh decided to write the MBA exam. He could understand every thing except for the LOGIC part. One day when he was reading, Rajiv came home.
Rajiv: Zailsinghji How is your MBA preparation?
Zail Singh: Every thing is fine, but I could not understand Logic.
Rajiv: Logic is very easy.
Zailsingh: Can you give me an example, so that I can understand.
Rajiv: OK. Do you have fish pot in your house?
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be water in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, there will be fish in it.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: Logically, someone will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: I take a guess that your wife will be feeding the fish.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: so, logically, your are married.
Zail: YES.
Rajiv: So, that means U are a heterosexual.
Zailsingh was very glad and he understood logic. Next day he sees Butasingh and he was also preparing for MBA.
Zail: How is your MBA preparation?
Buta: Everything is fine except for the logic.
Zail: Oh, logic is easy.
Buta: Please, give me an example.
Zail: Do you have a fish pot in your house?
Buta: NO, I don't.
Zail: Saala HOMO!!!
Sardar PJ
A sardar asks his girlfriend: Darling, Why don't you come home tonight? There is nobody at home!
The girlfriend agrees and goes to sardar's place at night.
Guess what! - The door is locked and there's really nobody at home !!!
p.s. Apologies to Sardars - it's just a joke!
A sardar asks his girlfriend: Darling, Why don't you come home tonight? There is nobody at home!
The girlfriend agrees and goes to sardar's place at night.
Guess what! - The door is locked and there's really nobody at home !!!
p.s. Apologies to Sardars - it's just a joke!