| Pappu: Papa Result Aa Geya. Fail Ho Geya Main. . . . . . . . Santa: Bhosdi Ke Bathroom Mein Hi Haath Chala Sakta Hai Tu, Exam Mein Nahi! |
| Banta: During sex, one burns as much calories as running for 5 miles. Santa: Who the fuck runs 5 miles in 30 seconds? |
| Banta: Why are you hospitalised? Santa: Padosan Ki BILLI Mere MURGE Ke Peechhe Padi Hui Thi. Maine Uske Husband Ko English Mein Bataya, Usne Mujhe Bahut Maara. Banta: Aisa Kya Bataya? Santa: Control your wife's pussy. She is after my cock! |
| Banta: Pajji, how to get twins? . . . . . . . Santa: Have sex during happy hours! |
| Santa: This morning I was beaten up by a busty woman in an elevator. Banta: But why? Santa: I was staring at her boobs when she said, "Would you please press one?" So I did. I don't remember much after that! |
| A whore to Santa during sex: Keep it up! Santa: Is it a complaint or compliment! |
| Pappu: Dad, what are condoms used for? Santa: To avoid such questions! |
| Santa: I joined a dating agency the other day. It asked me what I liked most and I replied "Girls From Page 3". Banta: So got any replies? Santa: None. And even I wondered why I had no replies, until I noticed the letter 'P' wasn't fucking working on my keyboard! |
| Jeeto comes back from the doctor and tells her husband: Honey, I have a sad news - a gynaecologist told me not to have sex for at least three weeks. Santa: And what did the dentist say? |
| Jeeto and Santa lying in a bed. Jeeto flings her one leg on Santa's shoulder and whispers: Take me! Santa does not pay attention to that. Jeeto flings on her second leg and again goes: Take me! Santa: I'm not going anywhere! |
