<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-523288885388105705</id><updated>2012-02-16T17:04:32.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for laughing</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokes-for-laughing.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/523288885388105705/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes-for-laughing.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>william</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12364718568262579292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='15' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v663hB_qD74/SIHVhXre2VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-15qUQvFuzE/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-523288885388105705.post-8121965303510879446</id><published>2008-10-13T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T09:45:53.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'>santa &amp; banta jokes</title><content type='html'>All jokes written in this blog are imaginary and not created to hurt any feelings of Sardarji &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v663hB_qD74/SPN7IfDp9SI/AAAAAAAAADw/rlJUb3_Sx8o/s1600-h/sardarji.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v663hB_qD74/SPN7IfDp9SI/AAAAAAAAADw/rlJUb3_Sx8o/s400/sardarji.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256680575777502498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheating...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Does a Sardar Cheat the Railways??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He buys the ticket but doesn't travel !!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garry Kasporav &amp; Sardarji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Banta Singh is traveling from Moscow to Turban Pore&lt;br /&gt;[Capital of Khalistan] by Kithe Pacific.&lt;br /&gt;Seated besides him is&lt;br /&gt;Gary Kasparov. Gary asks&lt;br /&gt;him whether he would like to play chess to kill time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: 'Oye Gar(r)y. You think I don't know who U&lt;br /&gt;are?. I can't compete with a world champion'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary: 'How about if I play left handed ?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: [Think.. Think..] 'OK!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta is demolished in 4 moves... and is very upset&lt;br /&gt;through-out the rest of the journey.&lt;br /&gt;On landing he meets his friend Santa Singh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta: Hey! U know what! I played Chess with Gary&lt;br /&gt;Kasparov and he defeated&lt;br /&gt;me inspite of him playing left-handed.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa: Oye ullu-de pathey!! He sure did fool you!! U&lt;br /&gt;know what!! Gary IS LEFT-HANDED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji &amp; Telugu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day a Sardarji talking with his friend.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji: We have to learn Telugu within 6 months or&lt;br /&gt;we will not be able to communicate with my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friend: Is it! Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardarji: We have adopted a telugu child and it will&lt;br /&gt;start to speak after 6 months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta Singh in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After death, Banta Singh reached the door of the&lt;br /&gt;heaven smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There he met Saint Peter and he said, 'Well,&lt;br /&gt;Banta...It is nice to talk to&lt;br /&gt;you but we have changed our policy these days.&lt;br /&gt;I will ask you a question and&lt;br /&gt;you need to answer it correctly before you go in.'&lt;br /&gt;Banta, with lot of self confidence told Saint Peter to&lt;br /&gt;go ahead and ask him the damn question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Peter - How many seconds are there in a year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta, after lot of thought, answered,'12'.&lt;br /&gt;Astonished Saint Peter asked him - But how?&lt;br /&gt;Banta - January 2nd,February 2nd,March 2nd,..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa singh &amp; message board&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Singh was walking on the road and paused to read&lt;br /&gt;the graffiti on&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It read 'Padne waala gadha.' (one who reads this is an&lt;br /&gt;ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Singh sat on a nearby bench, and after much&lt;br /&gt;thought erased it and&lt;br /&gt;wrote 'Likhne waala Ghadah'. (One who wrote this is an&lt;br /&gt;ass)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;Mere Haath Mein Kya??&lt;br /&gt;Once a sardar asks another sardar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #1: Tell me what's in my hand? And if you're&lt;br /&gt;right, then I will give this button to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #2 (thinking): No not like this. Give me some&lt;br /&gt;sort of clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #1: Okay! This thing is round in shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #2 (again thinking): Many things are round in&lt;br /&gt;shape. Give me another clue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #1: This thing has 4 holes in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #2: I got it. I got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #1: Bol to kya hai mera hath mein.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar #2: Scooter ka paiya.(Wheel of a scooter)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;Another Chance...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banta Singh has been attending the Singh International&lt;br /&gt;Training College, a school set up to give the likes&lt;br /&gt;of him a chance to make it in the real world.&lt;br /&gt;For 10 years, he keeps failing this one class&lt;br /&gt;that he needs to graduate:&lt;br /&gt;basic math. The administrators want to&lt;br /&gt;get him out to make room for new students,&lt;br /&gt;but can't just give him the grade.&lt;br /&gt;So, they instead decide&lt;br /&gt;to ask him a simple math question at the graduation&lt;br /&gt;ceremony in case he fails at exams.If he answers this&lt;br /&gt;correctly, he graduates. Sure enough,&lt;br /&gt;he fails the class again. But, this time he is&lt;br /&gt;called on stage. He is made to stand before everyone&lt;br /&gt;and the administrators say,&lt;br /&gt;'Although you lack one class for graduation, we&lt;br /&gt;have decided to pass you if you can answer this one&lt;br /&gt;question. What is two plus&lt;br /&gt;two?' Banta Singh thinks about it for a while and&lt;br /&gt;finally says, 'Four.'&lt;br /&gt;The whole crowd (Sardars) stands up in objection and&lt;br /&gt;demands, ' Please give him another chance!!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/523288885388105705-8121965303510879446?l=jokes-for-laughing.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokes-for-laughing.blogspot.com/feeds/8121965303510879446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=523288885388105705&amp;postID=8121965303510879446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/523288885388105705/posts/default/8121965303510879446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/523288885388105705/posts/default/8121965303510879446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes-for-laughing.blogspot.com/2008/10/santa-banta-jokes.html' title='santa &amp; banta jokes'/><author><name>william</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12364718568262579292</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='15' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_v663hB_qD74/SIHVhXre2VI/AAAAAAAAAAM/-15qUQvFuzE/S220/images.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v663hB_qD74/SPN7IfDp9SI/AAAAAAAAADw/rlJUb3_Sx8o/s72-c/sardarji.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
