Wife to her friend:

Wife to her friend:
Wife to her friend: My hubby bought me a Mood ring the other day. When I''m in a gud mood, it turns Green & when Im in a bad mood, it leaves a red mark on his forehead!
  

May, 20 2010     168 chars (2 sms)     3382 views       Funny

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Load-Shedding Mein kya,kya zulam Nahi Huwe Humray saath.
Faraz...

Naala khench Dala kisi Zalim ne Generater ki Rassi samajh kar...!


Teacher told all students
in a class to write an essay
on a cricket match.

All were busy writing except one Sardarji.
He wrote No match, due to rain!!!
Neend Ki Goli Kha Lo
Acha Rahy Ga

Socho''n Se Jaan Chura Lo
Acha Rahy Ga

Bachi Tou Tum Se
Phansti Nhi Koi

Sab Larkyo''n Ko Behan Bana Lo
Acha Rahy Ga ... ;->
Mehfil saji thi
msgs ka tha daur,

SmS mai kya tha
ye kisi ne na kiya Gor,

SmS mai paisey lagey thay mere Halal k,

Or sab kanjoos keh rahy they
1 aur 1 aur.
Woh konsa Parinda hai jo urtha nhi hai?
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Socho Socho!
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Har Mani!
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Arey Simple Yaar!
Marawa Parinda..
SHORT and SWEET SAYING :

"Nobody
In
This
World
Is
Rich
Enough
To
Throw
Away
A
Friend.."
Ek Phatan mobile ki dukan pr gya ur Bola:

Mujhe Kaan main Lagane wala mobile chaheye

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Dukandar after much thinking
"Aap ka matlab hy Bluetooh Handsfree se hy"
Boy: I LOVE U...

Girl: ME TOO...

BOY: How much u do u love me???

Girl: As much as u do...

Boy: "U CHEATER...I THOUGHT U REALLY LOVED ME"
Asif Zardari, America K Sadar Obama

K Rishtedar Hain

Qarebi Zraye Sy Pata Chala He K

Asif Zardari, America K Sadar Obama

Ki Phupho K

Kuttay Ka Puttar Hay... ;->
Boy: I''ll Climb The Taleest Mount, Swim The Deepest Ocean
Walk On Hot Coal Barefoot Just 4 U ...


Girl: So Sweet Can U Come To Meet Me ??

Boy: Not Now, Abhi Ammi Ghar Se Bahar Nahi Jane Dengi ...
Hamain Tumse Piyaar Hai...
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HAAN...!
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Aye Sar Zameen e Pakistan Hamian Tumse Piyaar Hai....
Q: What are two reasons why women don''t mind their own business?





















Ans:

1 => No Mind



2 => No Business . . . . . ;->