Ahmad Bhai is a virile middle aged Indian....

One afternoon he was lounging at his favourite bar  when he managed to attract a spectacular young blonde woman.

Things rapidly progressed to the point where he led her back to his apartment and, after some small talk, they retired to his bedroom where he proceeded to rattle her senseless, the love making was sensational.

After a brief rest and a phenomenal recovery, Ahmad Bhai asked: "So, you finish....??"

She paused for a second, frowned  & replied, "NO....."

Surprised & a bit hurt Ahmad Bhai grabbed her and the rattling resumed.

This time she thrashed about wildly & there were screams of passion. The sex was Olympian but  as always it had to end.

Again, Ahmad Bhai  smiled & asked:

"You finish....????"

Again, after a short pause, she returned his smile, cuddled closer to him and softly whispered, "NO."

Stunned, but damned if he was going to leave this hot woman unsatisfied, Ahmad Bhai reached for the woman yet again.

Calling on the last of his virility, Ahmad Bhai barely managed it, but they ended together screaming, bucking, clawing and ripping the bed sheets.

Exhausted, Ahmad Bhai fell onto his back, gasping, barely able to turn his head, he looked into her eyes, smiled proudly and asked again, "You finish ?"

Barely able to speak herself, the beautiful blonde whispered in his ear..."No, I Swedish....."

The inventor of the Harley-Davidson motorcycle, Arthur Davidson, died and went to heaven.

At the gates, St. Peter told Arthur. 'Since you've been such a good man and your motorcycles have changed the world, your reward is, you can hang out with anyone you want to in heaven.'

Arthur thought about it for a minute and then said, ' I want to hang out with God.'

St. Peter took Arthur to the Throne Room, and introduced him to God.

God recognised Arthur and commented, 'Okay, so you were the one who invented the Harley-Davidson motorcycle? '

Arthur said, 'Yeah, that's me...'

God commented: 'Well, what's the big deal in inventing something that's pretty unstable, makes noise and pollution and can't run without a road?'

Arthur was a bit embarrassed, but finally spoke, 'Excuse me, but aren't you the inventor of woman?' 

God said, 'Ah, yes.'

'Well,' said Arthur , 'professional to professional, you have some major design flaws in your invention !

1 There's too much inconsistency in the front-end suspension 

2. It chatters constantly at high speeds

3. Most rear ends are too soft and wobble about too much

4. The intake is placed way too close to the exhaust

5. The maintenance costs are outrageous!!!!

'Hmmmmm, you may have some good points there,' replied God, 'hold on.'

God went to his Celestial supercomputer, typed in a few words and waited for the results.

The computer printed out a slip of paper and God read it.

'Well, it may be true that my invention is flawed,' God said to Arthur, 'but according to these numbers, more men are riding my invention than your invention. 😜😜😜😝😝😣😣😣

Arz kiya jai.....gaurr farrmaiye

Lamha-Lamha waqt guzar jayega,

Kuch hii dino mein 'VALENTINE DAY'  aa jayega,

Abhi bhi tym hai kisi se 'AFFAIR' kar lo,

Varna yeh valentine bhi 'PATI' ke saath hii guzar jayega !!!!!

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