Judge: tumhari aakhri khwaish.

Judge: tumhari aakhri khwaish.

Mujrim: aap ki beti se shaadi,

blackbery bold,

Apple i-phone,

100 crore rupaye

US ka visa, 2 saal ka honeymoon, 6-7 bacche jo aapko nana nana or mujhe papa papa kahe, or main unki shaadi karwa dun,

uske baad aap jo bhi faisla doge mujhe manzoor hoga… Judge: (zor se haste hue, jumps on table) muuh me le le mera…. meri koi beti hi nahi hai, Taang do m-a-d-a-r-c-h-o-d ko.

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