My friend Joe

My friend Joe pronounces the word shit as sit. One fine day he is disgruntled and in front of his team he utters the word. Others mutely sit down. Again he comes up with the word sit. Others have no idea what to do now.

My friend Joe and his team are on a call with an American and a critical issue is being discussed. The American gets another urgent call, so he requests my friend Joe and his team - "Please hang on guys". Joe tells the American - " You hang yourself". The team is in a quizzical mode as to what is the next thing to happen.

My friend Joe goes to a shop to buy perfumes. The salesman hands him one perfume and says - " Iska flavour bahut acha hai." He is now in a fix trying to solve the conundrum, how should he taste it?

My friend Joe comes late to the office, on asking why did he come late, he has a brilliant answer - " Aaj bus ke andar bahut traffic tha". The other guy falls short of his imagination.

My friend Joe decides to profess at a renowned institute. One day he is surrounded by a group of stundents. The students expect him to resolve their queries. The hot and humid climate makes him yell at the stundents saying " I am hot, come one by one." The students are shocked to the core.

My friend Joe is in a conference. He finds a pen on the floor. He, being a good samaritan, gets vocal and asks " Whose pen is this?" But his monotonous speech makes it sound "whose pen(is) this?". The entire conference room goes into a ghastly silence.