Santa Singh was talking to his friend Banta about his love life.
'So, Santa, how's it going with the girls?'
'Women, to me, are nothing but sex objects.'
'Really?'
'Yes,' Santa shook his head, 'Whenever I mention sex, they object.'
Santa Singh was talking to his friend Banta about his love life.
'So, Santa, how's it going with the girls?'
'Women, to me, are nothing but sex objects.'
'Really?'
'Yes,' Santa shook his head, 'Whenever I mention sex, they object.'
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