An Indian

An Indian is having his breakfast (coffee,croissants,bread, butter And jam)
when an American man; chewing gum, sits down next to him.

The Indian ignores the American who, nevertheless,starts a conversation.
American: 'You Indians eat the whole bread?'

Indian (coolly): 'Of course.'
American: (after blowing a huge bubble)'We don't.
In America , we only eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a
container recycle it,transform them into croissants and sell them to
India .' The American has a smirk on his face.

The Indian munches on... gives a cold look but did not
reply.The American refuses to take the cue and persists:
'Do you eat jelly with the bread??'

Indian: 'Of Course.'

American: (cracking his gum between his teeth andchuckling). 'We don't.
In America we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all
the peels, seeds,and left overs in containers, recycle them, transform
them into jam and sell the jam to India .'
The Indian puts his coffee mug down...looks straight
in the American's eye and then asks: 'Do you have sex in America ?'

American: 'Why of course we do', the American says with a big smirk.

Indian: 'And what do you do with the condoms once
you've used them?'American: 'We throw them away, of course.'

Indian: 'We don't. In India , we put them in a
container, recycle them, melt
them down into chewing gum and sell them to America .

Love and Marriage

Love is holding hands in the street.
Marriage is holding arguments in the street.

Love is dinner for 2 in your favorite restaurant.
Marriage is a take home packet.

Love is cuddling on a sofa.
Marriage is one of them sleeping on a sofa.

Love is talking about having children.
Marriage is talking about getting away from children.

Love is going to bed early.
Marriage is going to sleep early.

Love is a romantic drive.
Marriage is arrive on tops curvy tarmac .

Love is losing your appetite.
Marriage is losing your figure.

Love is sweet nothing in the ear.
Marriage is sweet nothing in the bank.

TV has no place in love.
Marriage is a fight for remote control.

Love is 1 drink and 2 straws.
Marriage is "Don't you think you've had enough!".


Conclusion: "Love is blind, Marriage is an eye opener!"

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