A man was crying over a grave and repeating,
Why did you have to die?
Another man approached him and said,
Sir, I dont wish to interfere with your private grief
but for whom do you mourn so deeply?
Your child?
Your parent?
The mourner took a moment to collect himself,
then replied,
My wifes first husband.
N o t h i n g
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T h e
W o r l d
I s
M o r e
E x p e n s i v e
T h a n
H a v i n g
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G i r l f r i e n d
W h o'' s
T o t a l l y
F r e e
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W e e k e n d =P ;)
Hum chaat par chade patang udane ke bahane, Wo bhi chaat par aayi kapde sukhane ke bahane, Uske mummy ne jo dekha ye hasi najara, Jhadu le aayi wo bandhar bhagane ke bahane..
