Santa banta sms jokes

Santa : pehle mein apni b.V ko B.A karwaun ga
fir M.A fir Ph.d karwaun ga phir badiya si naukri dilwaun ga.
Banta : phir acha sa rishta daikh ke us ki shaadi bhi krwa diyo

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Santa Banta zid kar rahe si monkey dekhan di...
so tuhade ghar da address dita hai.
Yaar 2- 4 tapusian maar ke dikha deo bichaare khush ho jaaan gay.

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Santa win an Eng quiz by writing the reverse word of:
Manchester United
Guess What he has written? ?.

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Sardar ko sapne mein aik ladki ne chappal maari,
2 din tak sardar apne bank nahi gaya,
Qiyun ki bank mein likha tha..
�hum Aaap ke sapne ko hakeekat mein badalte hein�

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Jailer: Fhaansi say pehle kis se milo ge?
Santa: B.V Say
Jailer: Maa-Baap se nahi
Santa: Maa-Baap to agla janam lete hi mil jyen ge
biwi ke liye sala phir 25 saal wait karna pade ga!! :d

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