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A Pakistani, an Indian, a beautiful girl and an old woman are sitting in a
train. The train suddenly goes thru a tunnel and... it gets completely
dark. Suddenly there is a kissing sound and then a slap!
 The train comes out of the tunnel. The woman and the Indian are sitting
there looking perplexed. The Pakistani is
 bent over holding his face which is red from an apparent slap.  The old
woman is thinking : "That pakistani must have tried to kiss that girl and
has got slapped."  The Pakistani is thinking : "Damn it, that Indian must
have tried to kiss the girl, she thought it was me and slapped me."
 The girl is thinking : "That Pakistani must have moved to kiss me, and
kissed the Indian instead and got slapped."  The Indian is thinking : "If
this train goes through another tunnel, I could make another kissing sound
and slap that Pakistani again."

Vajpayee & Musharraf
      In order to develop friendly relationship between the two countries, Vajpayee and Musharraf decided to visit each other's country regularly. The first visit was by
Vajpayee to

 Q : What do you call 1 Pakistani on the moon?
 A : Problem...
 
 Q : What do you call 10 Pakistanis on the moon?
 A : Problem...
 
 Q : What do you call a 100 Pakistanis on the moon?
 A : Problem...

 Q :What do you call all the Pakistanis on the moon?
 A : ................ Problem Solved!!!!!
 
  hindustan Zindabad.

 Prevention Is Better Than Cure
  
  You're locked in a room with Saddam Hussein, Adolf Hitler, and a Pakistani.
  You have a gun with two bullets. What do you do?
  Shoot the Pakistani twice to make sure he's dead.!!!!!

A Paki news editor got 20 years in prison for calling the Prime Minister a fool.
  The punishment -5 years for the scandal and 15 for revealing a state secret!!

  

  Q: What do you call 1 Pakistani on the moon?
  A: Problem...
  Q: What do you call 10 Pakistanis on the moon?
  A: Problem...
  Q: What do you call a 100 Pakistanis on the moon?
  A: Problem...
  Q: What do you call all the Pakistanis on the moon?
  A: ................ Problem Solved!!!!!


A pakistani, An Indian, a beautiful girl and an old woman are sitting in
a train.

The train suddenly goes thru a tunnel and...it gets completely dark.

Suddenly there is a kissing sound and then a slap!
The train comes out of the tunnel.
The woman and the Indian are sitting there looking perplexed.
The Pakistani is bent over holding his face which is red from an apparent slap.

The old woman is thinking : That Pakistani must have tried to kiss that girl and has got slapped.

The Pakistani is thinking : "Damn it, that Indian must have tried to kiss the girl, she thought it was me and slapped me."

The girl is thinking : "That Pakistani must have moved to kiss me,
and kissed the Indian instead and got slapped."

The Indian is thinking, "If this train goes through another tunnel,
could make another kissing sound and slap that Pakistani again."

 

Pakistani cricket team

After the defeat of Pakistani cricket team, the team members were not able to show their faces

to people and they chose not to go in public and rather just pack up in hotel rooms. Saeed Anwar

could not resist for too long to be in UK and still not be able to go out shopping and have fun.

So he disguises himself as a Sardaar and goes out.He meets a woman at the exit of the hotel who

greets him "Hi Saeed Anwar!" Surprised for having been caught he comes back and makes himself up

as a woman - in Burkha etc and goes out. Yet again - the same woman greets him "Hi Saeed Anwar!".

Saeed Anwar comes back determined to give it yet another try with the make up of a Hippie wig and

shorts etc.

All in vain - the same lady catches him again and greets him "Hi Saeed Anwar!". Bewildered by now,

he could not help asking, "How do you manage to recognise me each time?" and comes the answer,

"shhh...stupid...I'm Waseem, your captain"!!!

 

 

There is a beautiful deserted island in the middle of nowhere where the following group of people

are stranded:

2 Italian men and 1 Italian woman

2 French men and 1 French woman

2 German men and 1 German woman

2 Greek men and 1 Greek woman

2 Bulgarian men and 1 Bulgarian woman

2 Irish men and 1 Irish woman

2 American men and 1 American woman

2 Pakistani men and 1 Pakistani woman

One month later on this absolutely stunning deserted island in the middle of nowhere, the following has occurred:

One Italian man killed the other Italian man for the Italian woman.

The two French men and the French woman are living happily together in a "menage a trois".

The two German men have a strict weekly schedule of when they alternate with the German woman.

The two Greek men are sleeping with each other and the Greek woman is cleaning and cooking for Them.

The Bulgarian men took a long look at the endless ocean and one look at the Bulgarian woman and they started swimming.

The Irish began by dividing up their island, North side and South side, and by setting up a distillery. They do not remember if sex is in the picture because it gets sort of foggy after the first few liters of coconut whiskey, but atleast the English are not getting any.

The two American men are contemplating the virtues of suicide while the American woman keeps on talking about her body being her own, the true nature of feminism, how she can do everything that they can do, about the necessity of fulfillment, the equal division of household chores, how her last boyfriend respected her opinion and treated her much nicer and how her relationship with her mother is improving. But at least the taxes are low and it is not raining......

…..AND...The 2 Pakistani men are still waiting for someone to introduce them to the Pakistani

woman

 

 

Musharraf dies and reaches hell. The devil tells him he has a choice of three rooms in hell and asks him where he would like to go. Musharraf of course would like to see for himself before he chooses. Devil obliges. It's hell and it can't get any better than this anyway.

Mushy peeps into the first room and sees everybody standing on their heads on sharp gravel ground.

Mushy says he wants to pass the first one. The devil takes him to the second. Mushy sees everyone standing on their head just like the first one but in a feet of boiling water. Mushy shudders and says he wants to pass the second one too.

They reach the third room. Mushy is surprised. Everybody is smoking and best of all they are not standing on their heads. They are standing on their feet but are in one feet on SHIT. Mushy thinks for a second. Stand in shit but you can walk around, smoke, talk. 'This is it' he says. The devil books him in and no turning back. Mushy gets inside and lights up a smoke.

A minute later the devil walks in and says "Alright everybody. Smoking break is over GET BACK ON YOUR HEADS!"

 

 

Once a cruise ship carrying people from all the nations was on an 'around the world' tour when it got grounded. The ship slowed down and finally came to a grinding halt. Captain of the ship called an emergency meeting and told the passengers, "Friends, we are in trouble because of God being angry with us. We need to give sacrifice and I need three people to sacrifice their life so that rest of us can be saved."

All of them moved towards the Deck where a Japanese came forward and shouted "Long live Japan" and jumped into the sea. Then a Israeli stepped forward said "Hallelujah" and dived into the sea. After that no one came forward for few seconds while people stared at each other and suddenly out of nowhere a Sardarji came forward near the railing and chanted, " Jo bole-so-nihal, sat sri akaal, wahe guruji da khalsa, wahe guruji di fateh, Jai maa Kali, Jai maa Durga, Jai Hanuman, Jai Sri Ram, Jai siva-sankar, Jai baba nanak di, Jai jawan jai kissan " and finally yelled at the top of his voice, "Bharat mata ki jai".

And kicked the Pakistani standing next to him in the sea.

Two Pakistanis boarded a shuttle out of Washington for New York... One sat in the window seat, the other in the middle seat. Just before takeoff a fat, little Indian guy got on and took the aisle seat next to the Pakistanis. He kicked off his shoes, wiggled his toes and was settling in when the Pakistani in the window seat said, "I think I'll go up and get a coke."

"No problem," said the Indian. "I'll get it for you."
While he was gone, the Pakistani picked up the Indian's shoe and spit in it. When the Indian returned with the coke, the other Pakistani said, "That looks good.I think I'll have one too."
Again, the Indian obligingly went to fetch it, and while he is gone the other Pakistani picked up the other shoe and spit in it. The Indian returned with the coke, and they all sat back and enjoyed the short flight to New York... As the plane was landing the Indian slipped his feet into his shoes and knew immediately what had happened...

"How long must this go on?" the Indian asked. "This enmity between our people..... this hatred... this animosity... this spitting in shoes and pissing in cokes?"

 

A big Sardar walked into a bar with his pet tiger on a leash and asked the bartender, "Do you serve Pakistanis here?". "Sure we do," replied the bartender.
"Good," said the Sardar. "Give me a beer, and one Pakistani
for my tiger."

Ashraf, the Pakistani went to London's Heathrow airport to buy his ticket back home to Rawalpindi.

At the counter he found that he was 10 pence short of the fare.
Having no other way out, he turned to all the other passengers and begged..

"Will someone please give me 10 pence? I badly want to go back and meet my Abba and Ammi again!"

"Here" said a Sardar, reaching into his wallet and handing him one Pound "..keep the change and take nine of your country men with you!"