Pregnant Teacher

Ye Tab Ki Baat Hai, Jab Pappu 5th Class Mein Thha.

Uski Class Ki Ek Teacher Pregnant Thhi, Usko Dekh Ke Ek Din Pappu Bola

Pappu: “Madam Aapko Beta Hone Wala Hai Ya Beti?”

Madam Bade Pyar Se Boli: “Ye Baat Mujhe Kaisi Pata Hogi?”

Pappu: “Madam Mujhe Pata Hai Aapko Kya Hone Wala Hai, Aapko Ladka Hone Wala Hai”

Teacher Hairani Se: “Arey, Tujhe Ye Baat Kaisi Pata?”

Pappu: “Mam Vo Jab Aap Chair Pe Pair Utha Ke Beth Ti Ho To Ander Se Uski Mooche Dikhti Hai“

3 Times Daily, 7 Days A Week, Both Ways

Ek Aurat Ki Teen Ladkiya Thhi Aur Teeno Ki Ek Hi Din Shadi Hui.

Maa Ne Ladkiyo Ko Kaha Ki Tum Mujhe SMS Kar Dena Ki Kahan Ho Aur Honeymoon Kesa Chal Raha Hai.

Kuch Din Baad Pehli Ladki Ka SMS Aya: “Nescafe”

Maa Ko Samajh Na Aya Ki Iska Kya Matlab Hai.. Sham Ko Vo Tv Dekh Rahi Thi To Uspar Ad Aa Rahi Thhi.

Nescafe – Good Till The Last Drop. Maa Khush Ho Gayi

Doosri Beti Ka SMS Aya: “Benson & Hedges”

Maa Ne Fir Tv Dekha Usmein Iska Slogan Thha: “King Size , Extra Long.”

Teesri Ladki Ka SMS Aya: “British Airways”

Maa Confuse Hui Par Fir Usne Tv Mein Ad Dekhi: “3 Times Daily, 7 Days A Week, Both Ways.”

Bechari Maa Sharam Se Paani Paani Ho Gayi

Raat Mene Dusra Rasta Bhi Dhoond Liya

Ek Ladki Khushi Khusi Se Apni Maa Ke Room Mein Aayi Aur Boli

Ladki: “Maa Tumne Kaha Tha Na…”

Maa: “Kya Kaha Tha Beti”

Ladki: “Ke Mard Ke Dil Mein Jane Ka Rasta Ankhon Se Hokar Jata Hai?”

Maa: “Haan?”

Ladki: “Lekin Maa, Kal Raat Mene Dusra Rasta Bhi Dhoond Liya!“

Gaand Phatt Raha Hai

Ek Angreji Smith Familly Ko Kisi Ne Bataya Ki India Mein Business Acha Hai

To Unhone Apna Business India Set Karne Ki Sochi Aur India Mein Aa Gaya

Par Un Becharo Ki Hindi Bahut Kharab Thhi, Unhone Kafi Koshish Ki Par Sudhaar Na Paye

Ek Din Unke Yahan Naukri Ke Liye Ek Bihari Aadmi Aaya Jiska Naam Ganpat Rai Thha

Mr Smith Ne Uska Interview Liya

Mr.Smith: “Gaand Phatt Raha Hai..???” (He Tried To Say Ganpat Rai, But Due To Bad English He Pronounsed So)

Bihari: “Nahi Sahab, Jayda Nahi Thoda-Thoda Phatt Raha Hai”

Mr.Smith (Gusse Se): “Wat Thoda-Thoda Phatt Raha Hai?? Tumhare Application Mein Likha Hai Tumhara Gaand Phatt Raha Hai”

Bihari: “Thik Hai Sahab Ji, Ab Likha Hai Toh Phatt Hi Raha Hoga”

Mr.Smith: “Tum Daily Maraata Hai…???” (Tum Delhi Mein Rehta Hai.)

Bihari: “Daily Nahi Sahab Kabhi-Kabhi Maraata Hai”

Mr.Smith: “Wat Kabhi-Kabhi Maraata Hai..??? Tumhare Application Me Likha Hai Tum Daily Maraata Hai”

Bihari: “Thik Hai Sahab Ji”

Bihari Got The Job, Lekin Usko Smith K Ghar Ka Kaam Bhi Kaarna Padhta Tha

Job’s 1st Day

Mr.Smith: “Aaj Tum Sabse Pehle Humari Biwi Ko Gaadi Me Chodega (Chodega, To Drop) Phir Humari Beti Ko Aur Phir Humko”

Bihari: “Sahab Aapki Biwi Aur Beti Toh Chalegi Par Main Aapko Nahi Chod Sakta”

Mr.Smith: “Kyun Nahi Chodega..????? Chodo Warna Hum Tumko Nikaal Dega”

Bihari Agreed To Do So. Par Kisi Vajah Se Smith Khud Hi Chala Gaya

Kuch Din Baad Smith Ki Beti Ghar Pe Akele Thi. Woh Party Me Jaane Ke Liye Taiyaar Ho Rahi Thi.

Us Se Apni Bra Piche Se Baandhtey Nahi Ban Rahi Thi, Toh Usne Ganpat Rai Ko Bulaya

Daughter: “Gaand Phatt Raha Hai, Gaand Phatt Raha Hai.”

Bihari: “Ji Memsahab”

Daughter: “Humare Piche Se Gaand Maaro” (Humara Piche Se Gaanth Bandho, To Note)

Bihari: “Yeh Aap Kya Bol Rahi Ho Madam, Sahab Ko Pata Chala Toh Naukri Se Nikaal Denge”

Daughter: “Tum Hamari Gaand Maro Nahi To Hum Tumhe Naukri Se Nikal Denge”

Bihari Apna Lund Nikaalta Hai Aur Smith Ki Beti Ki Piche Se Gaand Maarne Lag Jata Hai

Daughter Dard Se Chillate Hue: “Gaand Phatt Raha Hai, Gaand Phatt Raha Hai” (Ganpat Rai, Ganpat Rai)

Bihari: “Ab Hamara 8 Inch Ka Hai Memsaab, Gaand To Phategi Hi Na“