A husband read

A husband read
A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man''s 15,000. The wife replied, "The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...











The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"
  

May, 24 2010     270 chars (2 sms)     3049 views       Funny

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Bhikhari ne Awaaz
lagayi- Babu ji roti
milegi??.
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Andar se awaz aai -Biwi
ghar par nahi hai..
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Bhikhari- Chumma nahi
maanga saale, Roti to tu bhi de sakta hai…:p:p
Dost Aik Baat Hamesha Yaad Rakhna,


Ke Zindagi Main 2 Cheezain Muqadar Walon Ko Milti Hain...


Aik Acha Aur Mukhlis Dost !


Aur Dosra...??

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“Meetha Kharbooza”
''Ek kutta b0hat akarr k chal raha tha.

Sher ne pucha tu kis khushi me akarr raha hai?

T0 kutty ne kaha:

0ye aram se.
Hamare baap ki hukumat hai...''


Banta owned a factory.
He issued orders that only married
men would be employed.
Friend asks: Why this ?

Bant reply:
Because married men are more obedient.
''Usko dekha to aisa laga ke battery to nikale ga Faraz kyunki wo shakal se hi chor lagta hai hahahahahahahah loot lia loot lia''
After reading the form filled by an applicant.. The employer said: " WE do have an opening for you..!
Applicant: What is it?
Interviewer: Its called the "door..!


Teacher:
What should be in a
book to make it a bestseller?

Tommy:
A girl on the cover
and
no cover on the girl.


All Brokers Have Become

" BILL GATES "

With Debit ''BILL''
In Their Hamds

&

Standing On The ''Gates'' Of Clients.
The Latest New Dance Craze

Is Called

"The Politician"



It''s Two Steps Forward


One Step backward


And Then


A Sidestep ... ;->
u know why God make gapes between fingers.
B-coz.
Some one who very special 4 u. Come to ur life.
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Hold ur hand.
And slowly says.
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Ek admi aadi raat ko apni moti biwi se bola
k sisak sisak ke marna theek hai ya ek dum.
BIWI : Ek dum.
Aadmi : To apni dusri tang bhi mujh per rakh do.
How do you tell a rose to go to the mOon ?
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GULAB JA MOON