Mrs. Markowitz was walking along the beach with her grandson when
suddenly a wave came and washed the three year old boy out to sea.

"Oh, Lord!" cried the women. "If you will just bring that boy back
alive I'll do anything! I'll be the best person! I'll give
to charity! I'll go to church! Please, God! Send him back!"

At that moment, a wave washed the child back up on the sand, safe and
sound. His grandmother looked at the boy and then up to the Heavens.

"Okay!" she exclaimed, "So where's his hat?"

and unexpected  :happy:

and unexpected  :happy:

rabb de bhane nyare :happy:

lol niceeee..

:happy:

menu samjh n lagi  :lost:

oi :angr: tera dimag kithe va...usda grandson wapas kar dita rabb ne oh hat da puchi jandi rabb nu bai ohda hat b siga.

:hehe: :hehe: :hehe: acha
te mention krna c  nah v ohne hat v pai hoi c..menu supana auna v ohne hat pai aa ja nahi..

huuh  :huhh: uui bani janda

kini bar bana mein hun

tahi kehni aa kini vaar banega
nah baniyea kr  :huhh:

puchna pena parents kolo kini baar banaya :lost:

puch ke dasi menu :pagel:

changa