Once Suppandi's master's book had been torn, Suppandi stitched it back with thread. His master advised him to use super glue to stitch or stick together anything as it gives better results. Then One Day- Master: Suppandi, iron my new and expensive suit as it has to be worn on the wedding tonight. That evening- Master: Suppandi, give me my suit. Suppandi: Here it is. Master: What has happened to it? What do you think you did to it? Suppandi: The suit had been stitched together with thread, so I removed all the thread and stuck it together with super glue. Doesn't it give a much better result. Master: S-U-P-P-A-N-D-I!!!! You're fired! Get out.
One day Suppandi was playing football with his master's son. He had been posted as goalkeeper. Then the opposition charged towards his goal and kicked the ball into the goal from right beside his legs. The master's son was boiling with anger. Son: Why didn't you stop the ball Suppandi? Suppandi: Why in the world should I stop it? What is the net in the goal for?
One day Suppandi and his master were returning from somewhere in the intense heat. Master: The sun has darkened our skins Suppandi. Suppandi agreed. The next day- Master: Suppandi! Get me a bottle of hair dye from the neighboring store. After some time- Master: Suppandi, didn't you get that bottle. Suppandi: I went to the shop, but then I had a brilliant idea. Why don't you stand out in the sun. The sun will darken your hair.
Master: Suppandi, why have you put the spoiled mangoes in the sink. Put them in the dustbin. That's where all spoiled things go. Suppandi: Yes Master. Master: After throwing them in the dustbin go and get my son, Vijay from school. After some time there were noises and screams for help coming from the kitchen. The Master rushed in. Master: Suppandi, what do you think you are doing with my son by putting him into the dustbin? Suppandi: Master, when I had gone to get him, his teacher told me that he was a spoiled brat. You only told me that all spoiled things go in the dustbin.
Master: Suppandi, How much time does it take for you to post a letter? And look, you haven't even posted the letter in the 1 hour you have been out. Suppandi: I searched the whole town master. But all the post boxes were locked.
Suppandi was dialing the phone to his friend. Master: Suppandi, don't talk on the phone for more than 3 minutes. After about ten minutes. Master: Suppandi, I told you not to talk on the phone for so long. Suppandi: I didn't master. I talked only for three minutes, the rest of the time I have been listening.
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5One day Suppandi was playing football with his master's son. He had been posted as goalkeeper. Then the opposition charged towards his goal and kicked the ball into the goal from right beside his legs. The master's son was boiling with anger. Son: Why didn't you stop the ball Suppandi? Suppandi: Why in the world should I stop it? What is the net in the goal for?
One day Suppandi and his master were returning from somewhere in the intense heat. Master: The sun has darkened our skins Suppandi. Suppandi agreed. The next day- Master: Suppandi! Get me a bottle of hair dye from the neighboring store. After some time- Master: Suppandi, didn't you get that bottle. Suppandi: I went to the shop, but then I had a brilliant idea. Why don't you stand out in the sun. The sun will darken your hair.
Master: Suppandi, why have you put the spoiled mangoes in the sink. Put them in the dustbin. That's where all spoiled things go. Suppandi: Yes Master. Master: After throwing them in the dustbin go and get my son, Vijay from school. After some time there were noises and screams for help coming from the kitchen. The Master rushed in. Master: Suppandi, what do you think you are doing with my son by putting him into the dustbin? Suppandi: Master, when I had gone to get him, his teacher told me that he was a spoiled brat. You only told me that all spoiled things go in the dustbin.
Master: Suppandi, How much time does it take for you to post a letter? And look, you haven't even posted the letter in the 1 hour you have been out. Suppandi: I searched the whole town master. But all the post boxes were locked.
Suppandi was dialing the phone to his friend. Master: Suppandi, don't talk on the phone for more than 3 minutes. After about ten minutes. Master: Suppandi, I told you not to talk on the phone for so long. Suppandi: I didn't master. I talked only for three minutes, the rest of the time I have been listening.
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LOL Shikha...... LOL .. Suppandi.. His Jokes are so Silly & Foolish .. it refreshes U instantly!! I just Love his stupidity!!:-P Thanks for sharing it Shikha.... Reminded me of My old comics!!:huh:
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Master – Suppandi, bring a matchbox from the market and make sure that all the matchsticks are good.
Suppandi goes to the market and buys a matchbox. When he returns, his master asks him to give the matchbox.
Master – Where are the sticks?
Suppandi – Oh, they were all very good, master. I burnt all of them on the way to check the matchsticks!!!
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Suppandi goes to the market and buys a matchbox. When he returns, his master asks him to give the matchbox.
Master – Where are the sticks?
Suppandi – Oh, they were all very good, master. I burnt all of them on the way to check the matchsticks!!!
From India, Pune
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