The Only Way You Can Feel Good About

The Only Way You Can Feel Good About
The Only Way You Can Feel Good About YourSelf Is By Making SomeOne Else Look Bad.

And

I''m Tired Of Making Other People Feel Good About Themselves…. ;->
  

May, 20 2010     162 chars (2 sms)     2276 views       Funny

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Pandit1-Ur Son Is Poor In Studies


Pandit2-Why?


Pandit1-My Son Failed After Copying Ur Sons Paper
Girl comes late to the class.
prof: y r u late ?
girl: A boy was following me sir.
Prof:then y u r late ?
girl: that boy was walking slowly sir.
A pathan said to his friend:
“mujhy smajh nahi aati k log
maheena maheena kaisy nhi nahatay?
Mujhy to 28vein din kharish hona shuru ho jati hai
BAy Sharam Ki 3 Neeshaniyan
1:Kabhi Miss cal nahi karegay
2:Ganday ganday SMS muskara k send kare gaye
3:Don''t Scroll Down

i say Don''t Scrol down

Jiss bat ka mana karu woh zaror kre gaye
I''ve written a poem for you: Twinkle twinkle little star, you should know what you are, and once you know what you are, Mental hospital is not so far.
If u really wanna know the meaning of life...???



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look in the Dictionary... ;->


Question: Why did 18 Sardars
go to a movie?

Answer: Because below 18
was not allowed.
Guzre hue Examz ko yaad na krna,

Answr sheet me jo likha he uski faryad na krna,

Jo hoga wo to hoga,

Uski fikar me apne Holidays barbad na krna;-)
Beemar shohar:
MuJhe Janwron k doctor k pass le Jao..
Biwi: Wo kiun..?
Shohar: Roz subah ''Murghe ki trah uth jata hun,
''Ghore ki trah bhag k ofice jata hun,
ghaday ki trah kaam krta
hun,
Ghar aa k sub par kutte ki trah bhonkta hun,
Aur

Raat ko ''Bhains k sath so jata hun..
''1BOY APNI DOR KI ANTI K GHAR GYA.
USY KAFI DAIR HO GAI,ANTI NE KHA BETA AJ TM GUDDO K PAS SO JAO.



BOY;RHNY DAIN MAIN BAHIR SOFY
PR HI SO JATA HON.



NEXT MORNING AK KHUBSORST GIRL
CHAYE LAI,
BOY; TM KON HO,
GIRL;MAIN GUDDO
AP KON?
BOY;MAIN ULLU DA PTHA.
HA.......''
''Lab khamosh hote hain jab tum saamne aati ho,
Dil dhadakta hai jab nigaahein milaati ho,
Saans ruk jaati hai jab muskuraate ho,
Bhoot ho kya jo tum itna daraate ho.''
A Europian came to pakistan and met a fashionable

"khusra"
in a street and asked:

"Are you a prostitute?"

khusra:
"No No i am substitute"