Santa and Banta were on vacation on a foreign beach where they found bikini clad girls quite friendly.
After an hour or so, Santa complained: “Banta, I don’t understand. Initially the girls were friendly. Now they don’t talk to me. But they are still around you.”
Banta looked at Santa carefully and said: “You do one thing. Put a small rubber ball in your swim trunk. That will do the trick.”
After half an hour Santa came to Banta again and whined: “It doesn’t help. Now the girls are laughing at me.”
Again Banta looked carefully at Santa and said: “Santa, I meant you to put the ball in the front.”
After an hour or so, Santa complained: “Banta, I don’t understand. Initially the girls were friendly. Now they don’t talk to me. But they are still around you.”
Banta looked at Santa carefully and said: “You do one thing. Put a small rubber ball in your swim trunk. That will do the trick.”
After half an hour Santa came to Banta again and whined: “It doesn’t help. Now the girls are laughing at me.”
Again Banta looked carefully at Santa and said: “Santa, I meant you to put the ball in the front.”
