Prince charles & sardarji were having dinner.
Prince said, "pass the wine you divine"
Sardar thinks "how poetic"
Sardar says, "pass the custard you bastard
Ek Shrabi Bus Men Sawar Hua To Seat Pr Bethay Molvi Ne Kaha:
Tum Jahanum K Rasty Pe Ja Rahy Ho
Sharabi Chillaya:
Roko Roko Men Ghalat Bus Men Baith Gaya ;->
Sardar: I hav’nt slept all nite in the train. Friend: Y? Sardar: Got upper berth. Friend: Y did’nt u ecchanged? Sardar: oye, there was nobody 2 exchange in the lower birth..