Shayari Bazar

A drunk stumbles out of a bar and he makes his way into the cemetery behind the tavern He walks right to the edge of a freshly dug grave loses his balance and falls in There s a puddle of water in the hole and he spends the rest of the night yelling Help me I m cold Someone help me I m cold At closing time another drunk walks behind the bar and hears the noise He gets to the open grave looks down and says Of course you re cold you idiot you kicked all the dirt off yourself