Shayari Bazar

Santa and Banta are riding through the desert on their horses As they ride along Banta smells something horrible He stops his horse and turns around He says Hey you shit your pants? Santa says No He believes him and they keep riding As they go on the smell gets worse The smell is so bad flys begin to swarm Banta stops his horse and turns around He then says Are you sure you did not shit your pants? Santa Yes I am sure They keep going and now the smell is getting to be unbearable Santa is swatting the flys away Banta stops his horse and gets off his horse He then says Get of your horse Pull down your pants I thought you said you did not shit your pants? Santa replies I thought you meant today