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Santa: Hurry-up, hurry-up, give me a drink. Fight is about to start.
Bartender gives him a drink.
Santa again says: Hurry-up, hurry-up, give me drink. Fight is about to start.
Bartender again gives him a drink.
Santa again asks for a drink as the fight is about to star.
Bartender: When on earth the fight will start?
Santa: When you will ask for money.
Santa to Banta: I and my girlfriend are getting married.
Banta: Oh great, but when is the marriage?
Santa: I am marrying on on 13th Jan and my girlfriend on 20th.
Titanic was sinking.
English Man: How much the earth is far from here?
Santa: 2 kilo meter.
English Man jumped into the sea and asked again: ...to which direction?
Santa: Downwards.
Santa was weeping at a grave, "Why did you die? Why did you die? Your death ruined my life."
A man asked: For whom do you mourn so deeply? A child? A parent? Wife? or Girlfriend?"
Santa: My wife's first husband.
