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A Marwari, who had spent his whole life in the desert, comes to visit a friend.
He'd never seen a train or the tracks they run on.
While standing in the middle of the rail tracks one day, he hears this whistle -- Whooee da Whoee! -- but doesn't know what it is.

Predictably, he's hit and is thrown to the side of the tracks.
It was only a glancing blow, so he was fortunate to receive some minor internal injuries, a few broken bones, and some bruises.

After weeks in the hospital recovering, he's at his friend's house attending a party one evening.
While in the kitchen, he suddenly hears the teakettle whistling.
He grabs a iron rod from the nearby shelf and proceeds to batter and bash the teakettle into an unrecognizable lump of metal. His friend, hearing the ruckus, rushes into the kitchen, sees what's happened and asks the desert man,
"Why did you ruin my good tea kettle?"
The desert man replies, "You have to kill these things when they're small."

A Gujju woman took her baby to a doctor, who determined right away that the baby had an earache.

He wrote a prescription for ear drops. In the directions he wrote,
"Put two drops in right ear every four hours" and he abbreviated "right" as an R with a circle around it.

Several days passed, and the woman returned with her baby, complaining that the baby still had an earache, and his little behind was getting really greasy with all those drops of oil.

The doctor looked at the bottle of ear drops and sure enough,
the pharmacist,had typed the following instructions on the label:
"Put two drops in R ear every four hours.

An American, Japanese, and a Sardar were sitting in the sauna. Suddenly
there was a beeping sound. The American pressed his forearm and the
beeping stopped.
The others looked at him questioningly. "That's my pager," he said, "I have
a microchip under the skin of my arm."

A few minutes later a phone rang. The Japanese lifted his palm to his ear.
When he finished he explained, "That's my mobile phone. I have a microchip
in my hand. The Sardar felt low-tech and inferior. He didn't know what to
do to be as impressive as the American & the Japanese. He decided to take a
break in the toilet.


When he returned, he didn't realize that there was a piece of toilet paper
got stuck and hanging from his backside. The others raised their eyebrows
and said, "Wow! What's that?"
Instead of being embarrassed, inspiration struck his mind. The sardar
explained, "I'm getting a FAX. . . . ."