Santa: I sent love letters to my girlfriend everyday for 3 years. Banta: Then what happened? Santa: She married the 'postman'!
Santa telling Pappu the spelling of 'assassination'. One ass; another ass behind; 'I' am behind it; and behind 'I' is the whole nation!
After quite a number of days of being admitted in the hospital, Santa to his wife, Jeeto: I'm worried, dear. I don't think doctors have any idea about my ailment. Jeeto: What makes you think that way? Santa: The "Suggestion Box" at the end of the bed!
Jeeto: You didn't have a rag on your back when I married you. Santa: Anyway, I've plenty of them now!
Banta: A man's speech has been restored by the kick of a mule. Santa: A divorce is less painful and one gets the same results!
Jeeto: I wish you'd bring home a Water Melon. My mother is coming today, and you know she'd give half her life for a good Water Melon. Santa: Really! Then I'll bring two!