Hello friends,

SummerFest is looking for a Nepali stand up  comedian? If you would like to submit your video please email us your link at info@neaplesesummerfest.com or post it here.

Thank you,
Nepalese SummerFest Team

Keep it coming guys. Make it PG 13 please. Mangale: keep it flowing. F1/F2 visa status is the best so far.

On a serious note, no stanup comedian willing to perform from our community? Do you guys know of anyone?

Thanks,
Nepalese SummerFest

hello mr summerfest. Nepalis are the most uptight race on planet earth. Standup comedians will get killed because Nepalis don't know how to take a joke. Even if you read some jokes saying it's not yours, you will likely be stoned on stage.

p_didi, you take your comment back. How dare you call all the Nepalese uptight? You deserve to be stoned.

Nepalis have worst attitude. If their father makes money from corruption they will enjoy the loot and say jasko sakti usko bhakti. If someone else is caught for corruption, they will be ready to stone them to death.

 Nice thread
F1/F2 really funny

None of the one liners are mine. I simply copy pasted:

Why is it when you are are driving and looking for an address, you turn down the volume on the radio?

Friends are like a head of hair. You might lose some, but with enough cash you can buy them back.

I'm not fat. It's just that my body naturally retains beef burgers

Everywhere is walking distance if you have the time.

Enjoy!

There was no manual on how to use the shower. I rotated the knob, put my hand below the faucet to gauge water. A brief hissing sound came and to my utter surprise water gushed from the shower head and drizzled over me. With a speed of a bullet, I rotated it back to the original position. I began analyzing the mechanical parts in front of me. Then I side-stepped and slowly turned it on and the water started coming from the lower faucet. I just didn't understand why it came from there this time, although my process was exactly same as before. Somehow, I managed to transfer the water to the shower top.

Holy mother of God ! The water was frigid . The whole body violently jumped and shivered at the same time. Time to side-step again. Then began the long march of calibration. It felt good to the palm. Bravely got in the battlefield. Holy Father of Goddess ! It was scalding hot !! Adjusted a bit and it was still warm. Better little warm than little cold. Finally, I was able to consummate the hard earned shower.

Well, there was one more thing that was bothering me. I was not sure what to do with my bathing suit. Oh and there was another cloth that was wet and I had no clue what to do with it. Little did I know then that you showered in your birthday suit and the other cloth that was wet is called "Shower Curtain".