Recently I came across a joke which reminded me of an incident in IIT which I will never forget. After we returned from our vacations one semester a friend of mine(Dusad) found one of his four windows broken. To this he comes over frustrated to my room and tells me, "Sala mereko pata laga meri kach kisne todi hai toh mein uski char todke apni teen tod dunga" (If I find out who broke my window i will break all four of his and then break three of mine.) All of us sitting there were pretty mystified till he explained, "Taki usko meri khidki todne ka satisfaction na mile."(So he wont get the satisfaction of breaking my windows). I am pretty sure I am never gonna meet a more unique person in my life.
BTW This was the joke. PS: I have replaced the word New Yorker by Dusad in the joke.
A Frenchman, an Englishman and Dusad are exploring the jungle and are captured by a fierce tribe.
The chief tells them, "The bad news is that we've caught you, we're going to kill you, and then use your skins to build a canoe. The good news is that you get to choose how you die."
The Frenchman says, "I take ze poison." The chief gives him some poison; the Frenchman says, "Vive la France!" and drinks it down.
The Englishman says, "A pistol for me, please." The chief gives him a pistol; the Brit points it at his head, says, "God save the Queen!" and blows his brains out.
Dusad says, "Gimme a fork." The chief is puzzled, but he shrugs and gives him a fork. Dusad takes the fork and jabs himself all over -- the stomach, the sides, the chest, everywhere. Blood gushes from every hole.
The chief screams, "What are you doing?"
Dusad looks at the chief and says, "So much for your canoe, asshole!"
