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Father (Karthik ) to commit Suicide
Situation: Father on terrace top to commit suicide

Reason: Pasanthi aur uske motichoor ladoo nahi mile.

Father: Mausijeee agar mujhe Pasanthi ke ladoo nahi mile toh main yaha se kood jaonga.

Mausiji: Beta koodna mat Pasanthi abhi ladoo bana rahi hai.

Father: Chup kar budiya, when I commit suicide mausi going jail and then mausi chaki peesing peesing & peesing.

Sri: Ortho utar ja neeche tere liye main New Year main solo dance karoonga.

Manik: Ooa Ooa abe ortho Father.

Father: Yeh Ooa Ooa kya kar raha hai kuch lete kyu nahi.

Anand: Utar ja main tujhe action shoes deta hoo.

Kanchan: 12 rupiya dozen, 12 rupiya dozen.

Manju: 7-rupaiya bread 7 rupaiya bread.

Mridul: Abe Father hee hee utar hee hee ja hee hee.

Mrinal: Abe Father hic hic utar hic hic ja hic hic.

Bhai: Saale @###@$ Agar kudega na toh tera toh #@$#^*^@ hai.

Kumar: Abe father mujhe aur meri biwi ko blessing de ke kood.

Sumedh: Abe chod Pasanthi sirf meri hai.

Ani: Aur uske ladoo mera hai.

Sunny: #@$@%# Abe Father @!###Q$@%$# koood na jaldi @$$#@$%#%$#

Father: jhaad ke peeche jha tu.

Sushil: Tujhe meri behno ki kasam neeche utar.

Father: Saale behen $@#$, mandaar chod ke aa.

Sushil: Ja kood. …Teri pasanthi aur tu #@$@%$#%$#.

Father: Saale, Kamino Jesus tumhe kabhi maaf nahi karega. Pasanthi tumhari ho sakti hai par ladoo toh sirf mere hi honge.

Mausiji: Beta lo Pasanthi ki ladoo aagaye abhi toh neeche utar.

Father: Arre chup budiya main sirf Pasanthi ke haat se ladoo khaunga.

Pasanthi: Lo main aagayi ye laadoo abhi layee ab toh utar neeche.

Father: Ok sanchar walo Ladoo bhi aa gaye Pasanthi bhi aa gayi toh marna cancel abhi main neeche aa raha hoo.

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