A Nice Joke (One American and an Indian)

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[starttext]Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot.The Indian said to the American, You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so-called homely girl from a village whom I haven't even met once. We call this arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love. I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems. The American said, "Talking about love Marriages -I'll tell you my story. I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my stepdaughter and so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law. My daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son i.e. my brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand father and I am my own grandson. And you say you have family problems!"[endtext]

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