Shayari Bazar

Santa and Banta are getting very drunk at a bar when suddenly Banta throws up all over himself Oh no he gasps Preeto will kill me Don t worry pal Santa replies Just tuck fifty bucks in your breast pocket and tell Preeto that someone threw up on you and gave you twenty dollars for the dry cleaning bill So they stay another couple hours getting steadily drunker Eventually Banta rolls home Preeto immediate starts on him You reek of alcohol and you puked all over yourself she screams My God you are disgusting Nowainaminit says Banta speaking very carefully so as not to slur I can e splain everything Itsh not what you thinks I only had a couple drinks But this Santa got sick on me He d had one too many and cou n t hold his liquor He said he was sorry an gave me fifty bucks for the cleaning bill Preeto looks in his breast pocket But this is hundred bucks she exclaims Oh yea says Banta I almos forgot He shit in my pants too