At Heathrow airport, an announcement goes out over the Public Address system:
'Mr.Rand Chod Kar Sandaas ! Mr. Rand Chod Kar Sandaas - please report to the Reception desk'.
Ranchhodbhai Karsandas, who has just arrived from Surat, goes red with anger.
He goes to the reception, and shouts loudly to the English receptionist.
The following conversation must go into the history books of cock-ups:
Ranchhodbhai: 'Madar Chod ! I am Ranchhod.... .....
Receptionist: 'Mr. Madar Chod Rand Chod ? Sir, that is not the name I have here..
I have Mr. Rand Chod Kar Sandaas..... .....
Ranchhodbhai: 'Arrey Bhenchod ! I am NOT Madar chod!!!'
Receptionist: 'So are you Mr. R.A. Ben or Mr. R.A. Chod? Is your surname Ben or Chod ?'
Ranchhodbhai: (now really really pissed off) 'Chootia teri ! I am Ranchhod.... ....'
Receptionist: 'Excellent sir, so who is Chootia Teri then ???'
Whereupon, a Chinese gentleman ambles up to the Reception and asks: 'Were you calling me?'
Receptionist: 'Now, who are you?'
Chinese: 'I am Choo Tia......'
Ranchhodbhai decides to fly back to Surat!!!!