very very Hindi funny jokes

DUNIA me kabhii bhi ache insan ki talaash mein mat niklna.
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hum ghar mein hi hote hain.

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aik baat meri samajh main bilkul nai Aaati hai,
Tumhaari chhaplon ki design her roz badli hoi nazar Aaati hai,
Sabhi sandal apne Aaap mein attractive hain,
Kiya tumhare boyfriend kisi joote ki company kay representative hein�

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Aap ka nakra No.1 Aap ka sarmaana No.1
Aap ki hansi No.1 Aap ka smartness No.1
Aap ki personality No.1 Aap ki chaal No.1
Aaap dikhne mein No.1 Or hum fekne mein No.1

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Allah Aap ki ummar lambi karay!
Allah Aap ko Naukri day!
Allah Aap ko Khush rakhe!
Allah Aap ko Barkat day!
Yaad ho gaya?
Chal phir Katora utha aur shooru ho ja

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A Sardar was working first time in a garment shop.
A customer girl asked:
Underwear dikhaana please.
Sardar thora sharmakar:
G Aaaj nahi pehni.

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