| Santa was distressed with his thirteen-year old son, Pappu's preoccupation with breasts. He would repeatedly point to attractive girls and whisper, "Hey, Dad, look at the boobs on that one!" Santa finally took the boy to a psychiatrist, who assured him that just one day's intensive therapy could cure the boy. When the session was over, Santa and son walked several blocks to a bus stop. Pappu remained silent as they passed a number of pretty girls. As they boarded the bus, Santa was inwardly complimenting the psychiatrist. Then Pappu tugged at his sleeve and whispered, "Hey, Dad, look at the ass on the bus driver!" |