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Traffic police (TP) ne Santa ko roka: Aapna license dikao.
Santa: Nahi hai.
TP: Kya license banvaya hai ya nahi.
Santa: Nahi.
TP: Kyon?
Santa: Banwane gaya tha, woh Voter ID card mangte hain, aur woh mere paas nahi hai..
TP: To Voter ID card Banwale..
Santa: Banwane gaya tha, woh Ration Card mangte hain, woh mere paas nahi hai..
TP: Toh fir Ration Card banwale..
Santa: Gaya tha, Woh Bank ki Paasbook mangte hain, woh mere paas nahi hai..
TP: To fir isme kya hai, Bank main account khulwale mere baap..
Santa: Bank bhi gaya tha saab, lekin woh Driving License mangte hain...
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'The story of Uncle Bob'


The teacher gave her fifth
grade class an assignment:
get their parents to tell them
a story with a moral at the
end of it. The next day the
kids came back and one by
one began to tell their
stories.
Kathy said, "My father's a
farmer and we have a lot of
egg-laying hens. One time we
were taking our eggs to
market in a basket on the
front seat of the pickup when
we hit a bump in the road and
all the eggs went flying and
broke and made a mess"
"And what's the moral of the
story?" asked the teacher.
"Don't put all your eggs in
one basket!"
"Very good," said the
teacher. "Now, Lucy?"
"Our family are farmers too.
But we raise chickens for the
meat market. We had a dozen
eggs one time, but when they
hatched we only got ten live
chicks. And the moral to this
story is, don't count your
chickens until they're
hatched."
"That was a fine story Lucy.
Johnny do you have a story to
share?"
"Yes, ma'am, my daddy told
me this story about my uncle
Bob. Uncle Bob was a Green
Beret in Vietnam and his
helicopter got hit. He had to
crash land in enemy territory
and all he had was a bottle of
whiskey, a machine gun and a
machete. He drank the
whiskey on the way down so
it wouldn't break and then he
landed right in the middle of
100 enemy troops. He killed
seventy of them with the
machine gun until he ran out
of bullets, then he killed
twenty more with the
machete till the blade broke
and then he killed the last ten
with his bare hands."
"Good heavens," said the
horrified teacher, " What kind
of moral did your daddy tell
you from that horrible
story?"
"Don't ----- with Uncle Bob
when he's been drinking."
 

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