Minimum 5 words
The phone rang in the obituary department of the local newspaper.
'How much does it cost to have an obituary printed'? asked miser Santa Singh.
'It's 50 Rupees a word, sir,' the clerk replied politely.
'Fine,' said Santa Singh after a moment. 'Okay then, write this down: 'Banta - dead'.'
'That's all?' asked the clerk disbelievingly.
'I'm sorry sir, I should have told you - there's a five word minimum.'
'Yes, you should've,' snapped the Santa. Now let me think a minute... okay, here goes: Banta dead. Maruti for Sale.'
More Sardar Jokes
Santa Singh had six children and was very proud of his achievement. He was so proud of himself that he started calling his wife, 'Mother of Six,' in spite of her objections.
One night they went to a party. Santa decided that it was time to go home, and wanted to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouted at the top of his voice, 'Shall we go home, Mother of Six?'
His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion shouted back, 'Anytime you're ready, Father of Four!'
Santa Singh was standing in the line to buy a ticket. The person who was first in the line said, Give me a Punjab Mail. "Took the ticket and went. The one before santa said the same and got the ticket.
Now came Santa's turn. He said," Give me a Punjab Female."
Ticket One asked, "What does it mean?"
Santa said, "Actually this ticket is for my wife."
Sardars were dancing around the dead body of a sardar. People were astonished at there behaviour.
Some one asked, Why are you dancing around the dead body of a sardar.
One Sardar replied, "He has kept our nose. He is the only one sardar that has died with brain tumor."