Shayari Bazar

Santa and Banta met at the club for their weekly golf game And for the third week in a row it was raining too hard to play Banta: Well Santa what do you want to do now? Santa: Badminton? Banta: Nah Santa: Shoot some pool? Banta: Nah Santa: Cards? Banta: Nah Hey I ve got an idea We can go over to my house and fool around with my wife Preeto Santa: What do you mean? Banta: Just what I said We ll go to my house and we can fool around with my wife Santa: What about me? Banta: She s a sport She won t mind at all Santa: Well if you think it s okay At Banta s house Banta: Preeto I m home Sweetheart Damn She must have gone shopping Tell you what Santa Let s go to your house