Thursday, October 16, 2008

"Preacher on a Horse" ...wit from RD

“Preacher on a Horse”

A preacher trained his horse to go when he said, "Praise the Lord," and to stop when he said, "Amen." The preacher mounted the horse, said, "Praise the Lord" and went for a ride. When he wanted to stop for lunch, he said, "Amen." He took off again, saying, "Praise the Lord." The horse started going toward the edge of a cliff. The preacher got excited and said, "Whoa!" Then he remembered and said, "Amen," and the horse stopped at the edge of the cliff. The preacher was so relieved and grateful that he looked up to heaven and said, "Praise the Lord!"

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I end with the word, "AMEN".

"bharatheeyan-santhosham"

Thursday, October 9, 2008

American accent!


Hi Friends,
Hope you will enjoy this wit....
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An Indian lady (NRI) returned from the US to India and is window- shopping in Delhi .
Suddenly she realizes she is late for an appointment.
She is not wearing a watch so she sees a small shop on the roadside
and asks in a very American accent to Santa Singh the owner,
'Wot's the tyme?'
Santa is a very patriotic man and hates Desis / Indians who put on a foreign accent.
He replies in the same American accent, 'Bra-panties.'
Confused the lady asks again,
'No! No! Wot's DA tyme?'
Santa again answers back, in the same accent, 'Bra-panties.'
Seeing the confusion between the two, another Sardar comes to the rescue of the lady and says,
'O papaji, tusi samajh nahin paaye?
! Kudi twade ko puuch rahii hai, kinna time hua!!'
The angry Santa Singh shouts back at him,
'Abe paji, tow main bhi to oonoo time hee Bata rahan hu- barah payntis (12.35).
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"bharatheeyan/santhosham"

Thursday, October 2, 2008

A golfer's joke!

Fore!

The 16th tee featured a fairway that ran along a road. The first golfer in a foursome teed off and hooked the ball. It soared over the fence and bounced onto the street, where it hit the tire of a moving bus and ricocheted back onto the fairway. As they all stood in amazement, one of the golfer's friends asked, "How did you do that?" The golfer shrugged. "You have to know the bus schedule."

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"bharatheeyan-santhosham"

Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Differentiating 'Gender'

Hi Blog Friends,

Lot of flies are flying in kitchen hither and thither.......

A woman walked into the kitchen to find her husband stalking around with a fly swatter ...........

'What are you doing?' She asked.

'Hunting Flies' He responded.

'Oh. ! Killing any?' She asked.

'Yep, 3 males, 2 Females,' he replied.

Intrigued, she asked. 'How can you tell them apart?'

He responded,
'3 were on a beer can, 2 were on the phone.

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Both scenes are everyday scenes!

Yours,

'bharatheeyan-santhosham'

Good remembrance!

One of my customers at the department of motor vehicles wanted a personalized license plate with his wedding anniversary on it. As we completed the paperwork he explained, "This way I can't forget the date."

A few hours later, I recognized the same young man waiting in my line. When his turn came, he said somewhat sheepishly, "I need to change the numbers on that plate application."

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"bharatheeyan-santhosham"

Spelling Difficulties

Hi Group Friends,

Enjoy this wit:

The teacher says to her new class, "For our first lesson, each of you will stand up, tell us your name, what your father does, spell what your father does, and then explain it to us. All right, Billy. You go first."
Billy stands up and says, "My name's Billy. My father's a lawyer, l-a- w-y-e-r, and he defends people in court." The teacher says, "Very good. All right, Benjamin."

Tyrone stands up and says, "My name's Benjamin. My father's a pharmacist, f-a-m... f-a-r-n... f-n..." He fumbles........he makes an awkward attempt.

The teacher says, "OK....Benjamin.....now, you go home tonight and learn how to spell pharmacist. All right, Angelo."

Angelo stands up and says, "My name's Angelo. My old man's a bookie, b- o-o-k-i-e, and if he was here, he'd give you nine-to-five odds Benjamin ain't spellin' pharmacist by tomorrow."

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Angelo speaks like a politician!

"bharatheeyan" (alias santhosham)
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"bharatheeyan"

Hi Group Friends,

I would like to be more active henceforth in my blog.

Hope you will enjoy this wit :

As a psychologist, my first job was working in a small clinic. One of my patients was a pleasant woman who needed emotional support because of some recurring health problems. After six months of treating her, I was really impressed with my work. In one session, my patient was reviewing her career and personal accomplishments over the last 50 years as a way to boost her self-esteem. Suddenly she paused and looked at me. What she said next quickly brought my ego back in line. "Honey," she asked sweetly, "what was it again that you do for a living?"

Bye and goodluck,

Yours,

"bharatheeyan"