Santa pulls up at a red light beside a gorgeous young woman, smiles at her and lowers his window. The woman smiles back and also lowers her window. "Ah", says Santa, "So you farted, too?"
Santa: Good evening! Thought I'd drop in and see you about the umbrella you borrowed from me last week. Banta: I'm sorry, but I lent it to a friend of mine. Were you wanting it? Santa: Well, not for myself, but the fellow I borrowed it from says the owner wants it!
Banta: I thought you said this camp had no mosquitoes? Santa: That's right. These mosquitoes come from the camp down the road.
Santa: I'm in trouble with my wife. Banta: What happened? Santa: She came to the pub looking for me, and I asked her for her number!