Walk In Ur Own Path,

Walk In Ur Own Path,
Walk In Ur Own Path,
Love In Ur Own Style,
Talk In Ur Own Words
Help In Ur Own Ways
Then People Will Say

Ae Sala Kisi Ki Sunata Nathi
  

May, 14 2010     141 chars (1 sms)     2411 views       Funny

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Teacher to student: "if your father earn $100,000 and give half of it to your mother,
what would she have?

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STUDENT: A Heart Attack....
1 Pakistani Dosray Se: "Yaar Kehtay Hain Is Baar Jang Computer Se Lari Jay Gi?"

2nd: "Han Misile Computer Se Contorl Hotay Hain Na"

1st: "Phir To Ham Jang Haar Jainge"

2nd: :Wo Kaise"

1st: "Yaar Ager Misile Chalanay Se Pehlay Bijli Chali Gai Tu?..
''Ek Chor Police Sy Chupty Huey Ek Toti Hui Qabr Me Chup Gya
Or Police Sy Bach Gya

Wahi Qareb Sy Sardar Sahib Guzry To Unho Ny Soch K Shayad Log Mayyat Per Matti Dalna Bhol Gaye

Sardar Sahib Ny Fata Fat Matti Dalna Shuro Kia To Chor Bola
Bachao Bachao

Sardar
Ooh Jaldi Jaldi Matti Dalo Is Par To Khuda Ka Aazab Shuro Ho Gya...''
Once Upon A Time...

A Legend Used To Send Messages & Fools Used To Enjoy Reading Them.


Now Again The Legend Is Back And The History continues! :p
Larka Larki Ko Dekh Ker Kehta Hai :
Lafz Tere Geet Mere Ghazal Koi Sunao''n Kia

Larki:
Haath Mere Gaal Tere Kaan K Neechey Bajao''n Kia ;->


Taxi driver to sardar:-

Sardar ji petrol khatam ho gaya ha gaddi agay nahi ja rahi

sardar: Koi gal nahi gaddi piche lelo
Sardar
Tumko sharm ni ati tmhara baap tailor hy or tmhari shirt phati hy,

Pathan
Sharm to tumko ni ati tumKa bap dentist hy or tmKa bhai bina dant k paida hua
aik din aik larke na apne mummy ko dekha aur kehne laga dekho mummu aik hath chor kar cycle chala raha hooon
thodi daar ke bad wo dubara wahan se guzra aur kehna laga dekho mummy main do hath choor kar cycle chala raha hoon
thode daar ke baad wo dobara wahan se guzra aur kehne laga dekho mummy main do dantoon ke baghar cycle chala raha hoon

mahmood o ayaz na akati pari namaz

aur to jootay utha ka bhag aaya faraz
Teacher : 2 aisi cheezo k naam batao,
jinhe Nashte me nhi kha skte.



Sid: Sir, LUNCH AUR DINNER.!
Aaj Tumhain Lunch Nahi Mily Ga...

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Q K Ye Dinner Time Hai
JAn|x . . . . . ;->


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.