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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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BlitzHawk (@ 61.9*) on: Sun Dec 21 12:03:32 EST 2003
sardar gives advice to his son on prostitution:
"puttar, u shud not go to prostitues,agar tu pros ke paas gaya to tenu AIDS ho jaayega, phir teri biwi ko AIDS hoga, phir mainu, phir teri maa nu, te saare gaon nu...
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5th October 2004 12:18 PM
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Circuit advertisement
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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Hyderabadi (@ 210-*) on: Wed Dec 24 13:29:53 EST 2003
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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roshni (@ 203.*) on: Wed Dec 31 05:16:21 EST 2003
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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sachin (@ 203.*) on: Wed Dec 31 05:19:42 EST 2003
sardar santa singh and banta singh (his friend) move in a bar.santa sees a girl alone.When he is just about to go there Banta says that she is a lesbian.Santa does not care.he goes and says...
"So, where from Lesbia?"
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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Rajneesh (@ dial*) on: Fri Jan 2 06:08:00 EST 2004
while going on to the road santa singh suddenely stooped an opened his lunch box to confirm some serious thing .... can you tell me what was that???
...Hhe just wanted to confirm that is he going to or coming from office
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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Hyderabadi (@ 219.*) on: Mon Jan 5 04:52:58 EST 2004
A lady asked Santa singh what is the time?
Santa singh replied "BRA PANTIES".
The lady slapped him and asked him i asked you the time
Santa replied i told you the time only "Barah paintes (12.35)"
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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Sandeep (@ ppp-*) on: Thu Jan 8 01:50:18 EST 2004
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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copy joke (@ 203.*) on: Mon Jan 12 07:07:26 EST 2004
sardar gives advice to his son on prostitution:
"puttar, u shud not go to prostitues,agar tu pros ke paas gaya to tenu AIDS ho jaayega, phir teri biwi ko AIDS hoga, phir mainu, phir teri maa nu, te saare gaon nu...
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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Hyderabadi (@ 210-*) on: Thu Jan 15 13:57:35 EST 2004
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5th October 2004, 12:18 PM
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bala (@ rrcs*) on: Thu Jan 15 14:44:33 EST 2004
A letter from an Indian mother to her son:
My dear Jagjit,
I am in a well here and hoping you are also in a well there.
I'm writing this letter slowly, because I know you cannot read fast.
We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the
newspaper that most accidents happen 20 miles from home, so we moved
20miles.
I won't be able to send the address as the last Sardar who stayed here
took the house numbers with them for their new house so they would not
have to change their address. Hopefully by next week we will be able
to
take our earlier address plate here, and that our address will remain
same
too.
This place is really nice. It even has a washing machine, situated
right
above the toilet I'm not sure it works too well. Last week I put in 3
shirts, pulled the chain and haven't seen them since.
The weather here isn't too bad. It rained only twice last week. The
First
time it rained for 3 days and second time for 4 days.
The coat you wanted me to send you, your Aunt said it would be a little
too heavy to send in the mail with all the metal buttons, so we cut
them
off and put them in the pocket.
Your father has another job. He has 500 men under him. He is cutting
the
grass at the cemetery.
By the way I took Bahu to our club's poolside. The manager is Badmash.
He
told her that two piece swimming suit is not allowed in his club. We
were
confused as to which piece should we remove?
Your sister had a baby this morning. I haven't found out whether it is
a
girl or a boy, so I don't know whether you are an Aunt or Uncle.
Your uncle, Jetinder fell in the nearby well. Some men tried to pull
him
out, but he fought them off bravely and drowned. We cremated him and he
burned for three days.
Your best friend, Balwinder, is no more. He died trying to fulfill his
father's last wishes. His father had wished to be buried in the sea
after
he died. And your friend died while in the process of digging a grave
for
his father.
There isn't much more news this time. Nothing much has happened.
Love - Mom.
P.S. Jagjit, I was going to send you some money but by the time I
realized, I had already sealed off this letter.
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