OYE BALLE BALLE

Pakistani, Bangladeshi and OUR Sardar are in a bar one night having a beer.
The Pakistani drinks his beer and suddenly throws his glass in the air, pulls out a gun
and shoots the glass to pieces.
He says "In Islamabad our glasses are so cheap that we don't need to drink from the
same one twice."

The Bangladeshi [obviously impressed by this] drinks his beer, throws his glass into the
air, pulls out his gun and shoots the glass to pieces.
He says "In Dhaka we have so much sand to make the glasses that we don't need to drink
out of the same glass twice either."

OUR Sardar, cool as a cucumber, picks up his beer and drinks it, throws his glass into
the air, pulls out his gun and shoots the Pakistani and Bangladeshi.

He says "In India we have so many Pakistanis and Bangladeshi that we don't need to
drink with the same ones twice."

Balle Balle !!!!