A punjabi women in London, Telling 2 english doctor about her baby''s illnes. . . Doctor My baby is ill 1week da, Na eat da na sleep da, Bus weep da e weep da.
Sardar proposed his BoSs daughter.
BoSs: Jitni teri pay hai us me to meri beti k lye toilet paper b nahi ayega.
Sardar: Jay inni potti krdi ay te fir reyn do.
Govt ne pehle..
Oil..k rates berha dyay, phir
Aata..phir
Chawal..phir
Cheeni..phir
Sabzi..phir
kuch na mila tou time me 1 hour barha dia..
Ab govt k pas kuch barhanay ko nai raha to
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Ptcl number main 1 digit barha dia :)