YES MINISTER!!!

Vajpayee and Musharraf meet up in Islamabad for talks on nuclear arms. When Vajpayee sits down he notices Musharraf 's chair has three buttons on the armrest. They begin talking but after 5 minutes Musharraf presses a button and a boxing gloves pops out of Vajpayee chair and bashes him on his face.

Vajpayee, barely believing it, carries on talking but after another few minutes Musharraf presses a second button and out comes a large boot and kicks him in the butt. Vajpayee is kicked off but still
remains outwardly calm. They resume the talk, but after 5 minutes Musharraf presses the final button, and from under the table another boxing glove hits Vajpayee. The Indian PM is really fed up by it now
and stands up to leave. "'We'll continue this talk next week in the New Delhi" says the Prime Minister. Musharraf, choking from laughing, is too proud to say no, so The appointment stands.

A week later Vajpayee receives Musharraf in the Prime Minister's Office, and as Musharraf sits down, he sees three buttons in the arm-rest of Vajpayees chair. As the 20 meeting goes on, Musharraf sees Vajpayee
press the first button, and ducks really fast, but nothing seems to happen. This doesn't stop Vajpayee from laughing... really loudly. After this, Indian PM continues where he left off, until he presses another button. Musharraf reacts really quickly, and jumps up. Absolutely nothing happens, and this time Vajpayee falls out of his chair laughing. Musharraf doesn't get it - what the hell is happening here? But he hasn't been harmed yet, so he sits down again to talk further. After a few minutes Indian PM presses the final button. This time, Musharraf stays sitting, but Vajpayee isn't, he's rolling on the floor, doubled up from laughing. Musharraf is really annoyed by now, so he stands up from his chair and shouts: "I've had enough of this, I'm going back to Pakistan " Vajpayee: (Through tears of laughter from the floor) - " PAKISTAN?? ..... What PAKISTAN??? DO YOU THINK STILL IT IS THERE??"

A few months ago, there was an opening with the CIA for an assassin. These highly classified positions are hard to fill,
and there's a lot of testing and background checks involved before you can even be considered for the position.

After sending some applicants through the background checks, training and testing, they narrowed the possible choices down to 3
men. Two Americans and an American born Pakistani. But only one position was available.

The day came for the final test to see which person would get the extremely secretive job. The CIA men administering the test took First American to a large metal door and handed him a gun. "We must know that you
will follow your instructions no matter what the circumstances," they explained. "Inside this room, you will find your wife sitting in a chair.Take this gun and kill her."

The First American got a shocked look on his face and said, "You can't be serious! I could never shoot my own wife!"

"Well," says the CIA man, "you're definitely not the right man for this job then."

So they bring the second American man to the same door and hand him a gun. "We must know that you will follow instructions no
matter what the circumstances," they explained to the second american
man. "Inside you will find your wife sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill her."

The second american man looked a bit shocked, but nonetheless took the gun and went in the room. All was quiet for about 5 minutes, then the door opened. The man came out of the room with tears in his eyes. "I tried to shoot her, I just couldn't pull the trigger and shoot my wife. I guess I'm not the right man for the job."

"No," the CIA man replied, "You don't have what it takes. Take your wife and go home."

Now they're down to the Pakistani. Again they lead him to the same door to the same room and hand him the same gun. "We must be
sure that you will follow instructions no matter what the circumstances, this is your final test. Inside you will find your wife
sitting in a chair. Take this gun and kill her."

The Pakistani took the gun and opened the door. Once the door closed, the CIA heard the gun start firing. One shot after another
for 13 shots. Then all hell broke loose in the room. They heard screaming, crashing,
banging on the walls. This went on for several minutes, then all went quiet.

The door opened slowly, and there stood the
Pakistani. He wiped the sweat from his brow and said, "You guys didn't tell me the
gun was loaded with blanks! I had to beat the bitch to death with the chair !!!"

**No Offence against any country. If U have a sense of humour U will enjoy it! Get a Life, have Fun!