<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:17:58.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupidly Funny!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552566331017800</id><published>2004-09-18T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:41:03.310-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cool BLACK CAT with GREEN eyes! :)&lt;br /&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&gt;   Go to this site (link is below) to see something awesome! No clue how they got this to work. If you tease the cat with the mouse pointer on the chest or stomach, it will purr. Make the cat meow also, by rubbing it's forehead with the pointer. If you make a slow circle around the body, not only will the head/eyes follow your pointer, but toward the top, the paw will go up, and when in front of the paws at the bottom, the cat's foot comes out like it wants to play with your mouse pointer. Check out the breathing and the tail movement.&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Enjoy!&gt;&gt;   &lt;a href="http://home.wanadoo.nl/annekebroenink/maukie2.swf" target="_blank"&gt;http://home.wanadoo.nl/annekebroenink/maukie2.swf&lt;/a&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109552566331017800?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109552566331017800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109552566331017800' title='24 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552566331017800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552566331017800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/09/cool-black-cat-with-green-eyes-go-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552429408711496</id><published>2004-09-18T09:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:18:14.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1. First close one of your eye.  &lt;br /&gt;2. Move your mouse point at the red '!".  &lt;br /&gt;3.  Right click at the !.  &lt;br /&gt;4.  Then go (select all). &lt;br /&gt;5.  Then u'll see the result.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Stupid&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;People ask you to do something and u do it without applying your mind ;)&lt;br /&gt;YOur eye sight is allright,But YoUr Mind has gOt Problem hehehehe ..Ha..HA..HA..!!!&lt;br /&gt;Pls don't  b angry ...&lt;br /&gt;I am a VICTIM also..&lt;br /&gt;iF U FELL UNHAPPY THEN SEND IT TO YOUR BEST FRIEND .. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109552429408711496?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109552429408711496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109552429408711496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552429408711496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552429408711496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/09/1.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552331481455424</id><published>2004-09-18T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T09:02:35.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A riddle that will kill your brain!!&lt;br /&gt;There are three words in the English&lt;br /&gt;language that end in "gry". ONE is angry and the other is hungry.&lt;br /&gt;EveryONE knows what the third ONE means and what it stands for. EveryONE&lt;br /&gt;uses them everyday, and if you listened very carefully, I've given you&lt;br /&gt;the third word. What is it? _______gry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109552331481455424?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109552331481455424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109552331481455424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552331481455424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552331481455424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/09/riddle-that-will-kill-your-brain-there.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552233283028734</id><published>2004-09-18T08:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:45:32.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'> Finally a Barbie we all can relate to.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At long last, here are some NEW Barbie dolls to coincide with her and OUR aging gracefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are a bit more realistic...&lt;br /&gt;1. Bifocals Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;Comes with her own set of blended-lens fashion frames in six wild colors (half-frames too!), neck chain, and large-print editions   of  Vogue and Martha Stewart Living.             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Hot Flash Barbie.     &lt;br /&gt;Press Barbie's bellybutton and watch her face  turn beet red while tiny drops of perspiration appear on her forehead. Comes with handheld fan and tiny tissues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Facial Hair Barbie. &lt;br /&gt;As Barbie's hormone levels shift, see her whiskers grow.   Available with teensy tweezers and magnifying mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Flabby Arms Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;Hide Barbie's droopy triceps with these new, roomier-sleeved gowns.   Good news on the tummy front,  two-MuMus with tummy-support panels are included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Bunion Barbie.   &lt;br /&gt;Years of disco dancing in stiletto heels have definitely taken their toll on Barbie's dainty arched feet. Soothe her sores with the pumice stone and plasters, then slip on soft terry mules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. No-More-Wrinkles Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;Erase those pesky crow's-feet and lip lines    with a tube of Skin Sparkle-Spackle, from Barbie's own line of exclusive age-blasting cosmetics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Soccer Mom Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;All that experience as a cheerleader is really paying off as Barbie dusts off her old high school megaphone to root for Babs and Ken, Jr.    Comes with minivan in robin-egg blue or white and cooler filled with doughnut holes and fruit punch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Mid-life Crisis Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;It's time to ditch Ken. Barbie needs a change, and Alonzo (her personal trainer) is just what the doctor ordered, along with Prozac. They're hopping in her new red Miata and heading for the Napa Valley to open a B&amp;B.   Includes a real tape of "Breaking Up Is Hard to Do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Divorced Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;Sells for$ 199.99.   Comes with Ken's house, Ken's car, and Ken's boat, ken's dog, ken's cat.....basically everything ken own's!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Recovery Barbie.&lt;br /&gt;Too many parties have finally caught up with the ultimate party girl. Now she does Twelve Steps instead of dance steps.   Clean and  sober, she's going to meetings religiously.   Comes with a little copy of The Big Book and a six-pack of Diet Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Post-Menopausal Barbie.    &lt;br /&gt;This Barbie wets her pants when she sneezes, forgets where she puts things, and cries a lot.     She is sick and tired of Ken sitting on the couch watching the tube, clicking through the channels.  Comes with Depends and Kleenex. As a bonus this year, the book "Getting In Touch with Your Inner Self" is included.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109552233283028734?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109552233283028734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109552233283028734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552233283028734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552233283028734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/09/finally-barbie-we-all-can-relate-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552168949286000</id><published>2004-09-18T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:34:49.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>place's to have sex and things to say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;LêT&lt;/span&gt; '§ TåLK åßòüT §êX&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;You should have&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#99ff99;"&gt;on days that begin with T:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thanksgiving, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tuesday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thursday, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Tomorrow, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thaturday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Thunday? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Every Thucking day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sex is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like Nokia (connecting people) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like Nike (Just do it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like Pepsi (ask for more) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like Coca Cola (Enjoy) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;like me (too good to be true)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top 10 Places to have sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In your bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In your parents bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In a car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a washing machine, while running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In a hot tub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a beach, down in the sand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a comfy couch with the TV on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On a waterbed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A plane bathroom &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;In the rain &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top 10 Places NOT to have sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In the movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In a car... WHILE YOU'RE DRIVING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In front of all of your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In a phonebooth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In your best friend's bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At Grandma's house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In your dirty basement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In the street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;ON-LINE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top three things to say before having sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I love you (but only if you mean it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rock my world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let's get ready to RUMBLE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top three things NOT to say before having sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Is this gunna hurt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Sure....I've done this thousands of times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Are you sure it's on there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top 3 things to say after sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Are you sure this was you're first time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gotta cigarette?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wanna do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Top 3 things NOT to say after sex: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;That was IT?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;I think I hear my mom calling me ---- see ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;OOPS, the condom broke! My bad!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109552168949286000?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109552168949286000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109552168949286000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552168949286000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109552168949286000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/09/places-to-have-sex-and-things-to-say_18.html' title='place&apos;s to have sex and things to say!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109552099933355412</id><published>2004-09-18T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-09-18T08:23:19.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>place's to have sex and things to say!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top 10 Places to have sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In your bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In your parents bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In a car &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On a washing machine, while running &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;In a hot tub &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On a beach, down in the sand &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On a comfy couch with the TV on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;On a waterbed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;A plane bathroom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;In the rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top 10 Places NOT to have sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In the movies &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In a car... WHILE YOU'RE DRIVING! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In front of all of your friends &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In a phonebooth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In your best friend's bed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At Grandma's house &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;At school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In your dirty basement &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;In the street &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;ON-LINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top three things to say before having sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;I love you (but only if you mean it) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Rock my world &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Let's get ready to RUMBLE... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top three things NOT to say before having sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Is this gunna hurt? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Sure....I've done this thousands of times... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Are you sure it's on there?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top 3 things to say after sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Are you sure this was you're first time? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Gotta cigarette? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wanna do it again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Top 3 things NOT to say after sex:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;That was IT?? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I think I hear my mom calling me ---- see ya &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;OOPS, the condom broke! 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say!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-109018793744511971</id><published>2004-07-18T14:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T08:18:40.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>current song and the lyrics!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current song Playing: Sum 41-Fat lip!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LYRICS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Storming through the party like my name was El ninio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;When I'm hangin' out drinking in the back of an El Camino&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As a kid, I was a skid and no one knew me by name.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I trashed my own house party cause no body came.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know I'm not the one you thought you knew back in high school&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Never going, never showing up when we had to.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;attention that we crave don't tell us to behave,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of always hearing act your age.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll never fall in line&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Become another victim of your conformity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And back down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Because you don't &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Know us at all we laugh when old people fall.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But what would you expect with a conscience so small.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Heavy metal and mullets it's how we were raised.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Maiden and priest were the gods that we praised&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cause we like having fun at other peoples expense and,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cutting people down is just a minor offence then,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;It's none of your concern, I guess I'll never learn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'm sick of being told to wait my turn.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to waste my time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;become another casualty of society.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll never fall in lineBecome another victim of your conformity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And back down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't count on me, to let you know when.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't count on me, I'll do it again.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't count on me, it's the point you're missing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Don't count on me, cause I'm not listening.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Well I'm a no goodnick lower middle class brat,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Back packed and I don't give a shit about nothing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You be standing on the corner talking all that kufuffin.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But you don't make sense from all the gas you be huffing.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Then if the egg don't stain you'll be ringing off the hook,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;You're on the hit list wanted in the telephone book.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I like songs with distortion, to drink in proportion.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The doctor* said my mom should have had an abortion. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I don't want to waste my time become another casualty of society.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I'll never fall in line&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Become another victim of your conformity &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And back down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waste my time with them&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Casualty of society.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Waste my time again,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Victim of your conformity&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;And back down.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Lyrics were copied from Plyrics.com,&amp;nbsp;a place to find all the punk lyrics you want!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-109018793744511971?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/109018793744511971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=109018793744511971' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109018793744511971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/109018793744511971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/07/current-song-and-lyrics.html' title='current song and the lyrics!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812685089055511</id><published>2004-06-24T18:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T08:16:07.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Scru The Fruit!</title><content type='html'>An apple a day keeps the doctor away, but if hes cute scru the fruit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812685089055511?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812685089055511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812685089055511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible has been translated into Klingon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, 100 people choke to death on ballpoint pens every year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Internationally, Baywatch is the most popular TV show in history. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812647633380131?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812647633380131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812647633380131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812647633380131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812647633380131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/humorous-facts.html' title='Humorous Facts'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812642243835250</id><published>2004-06-24T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:20:22.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Laws that R just stupid!!</title><content type='html'>All of the following laws are real. &lt;br /&gt;(Apparently, they were passed long ago and nobody ever got around to nipping them in the bud.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;California &lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to set a mousetrap without a hunting license. &lt;br /&gt;Women may not drive in a house coat. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Jersey &lt;br /&gt;You cannot pump your own gas. &lt;br /&gt;All gas stations are full service only. &lt;br /&gt;In Ocean City, it is against the law to slurp your soup at a restaurant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New York &lt;br /&gt;It is against the law to throw a ball at someone's head for fun. &lt;br /&gt;The penalty for jumping off a building is death. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Florida &lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to sing in a public place while attired in a swimsuit. &lt;br /&gt;Men may not be seen publicly in any kind of strapless gown. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohio &lt;br /&gt;Women are prohibited from wearing patent leather shoes in public. &lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to get a fish drunk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kansas &lt;br /&gt;Pedestrians crossing the highways at night must wear tail lights. &lt;br /&gt;No one may catch fish with his bare hands. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oklahoma &lt;br /&gt;Violators can be arrested and/or jailed for making ugly faces at a dog. &lt;br /&gt;State law prohibits anyone taking a bite out of another's hamburger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alabama &lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to wear a fake mustache that causes laughter in church. &lt;br /&gt;Boogers may not be flicked into the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisconsin &lt;br /&gt;In Racine, it is illegal to wake a fireman when he is asleep. &lt;br /&gt;Butter substitutes are not allowed to be served in state prisons. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Virginia &lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to sell peanut brittle on Sundays. &lt;br /&gt;Flipping a coin in a restaurant to see who pays for coffee is outlawed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this was sent to my email by funnies.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812642243835250?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812638421606303</id><published>2004-06-24T18:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:19:44.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A stupid funny joke! </title><content type='html'>An Italian, a Scotsman and a Chinese fellow are hired at a construction site. The foreman points out a huge pile of sand and says to the Italian guy, "You're in charge of sweeping." To the Scotsman he says, "You're in charge of shoveling." And to the Chinese guy, "You're in charge of supplies." He then says, "Now, I have to leave for a little while. I expect you guys to make a big dent in that pile." So the foreman went away for a couple hours and when he returns, the pile of sand is untouched. He asks the Italian, "Why didn't you sweep any of it?" &lt;br /&gt;The Italian replies, "I no hava no broom. You saida to the Chinese fella that he awasa in a charge of supplies, but he hasa disappeared and I nocouldafinda him nowhere!" Then the foreman turns to the Scotsman and says, And you, I thought I told you to shovel this pile?" The Scotsman replies, "Aye, ye did lad, boot ah could nay get me self a &lt;br /&gt;shoovel! Ye left the Chinese guy in chairge of supplies, boot ahcouldnay fin' him either." The foreman is really angry now and storms off toward the pile of sand to look for the Chinese guy. Just then, the Chinese guy leaps out from behind the pile of sand and yells "SUPPLIES"! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My apoligies to anyone who is offended by this joke! i assure you it it just a joke and not ment to be taken in any racisist manner! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812638421606303?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812638421606303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812638421606303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812638421606303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812638421606303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/stupid-funny-joke.html' title='A stupid funny joke! '/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812633365852766</id><published>2004-06-24T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:18:53.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>apples and grapes! (a cute and funny idea of women and men) READ!</title><content type='html'>Women Are Like Apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. Most men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Share this with other women who are good apples, even those who have already been picked. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for men... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are like a fine wine. They start out as grapes, and it's up to women to stomp the heck out of them until they turn into something acceptable to have dinner with. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812633365852766?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812633365852766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812633365852766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812633365852766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812633365852766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/apples-and-grapes-cute-and-funny-idea.html' title='apples and grapes! (a cute and funny idea of women and men) READ!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812629063408305</id><published>2004-06-24T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:18:10.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>debation over custidy!</title><content type='html'>A man and his wife were in the court getting a divorce. The problem was who should get custody of the child. &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;The wife, jumping up and down, said: "Your Honor. I brought the child into the world with pain and labor. She should be in my custody." &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;The judge turns to the husband and says: "What do you have to say in Your defence?" &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&gt;The man sat for a while contemplating.. then slowly rose: "Your Honor. If I put a dollar in a vending machine and a Pepsi comes out.. whose Pepsi is it .. the machine's or mine?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not agree with this but it is quite funny!! so laugh it up!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812629063408305?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812629063408305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812629063408305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812629063408305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812629063408305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/debation-over-custidy.html' title='debation over custidy!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812624251658594</id><published>2004-06-24T18:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:17:22.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The fastest! (funny and disturbing)</title><content type='html'>An office manager was given the task of hiring an individual to fill a job opening. After sorting through a stack of resumes he found four people who were equally qualified. He decided to call the four in and ask &lt;br /&gt;them only one question. Their answer would determine which of them would get the job.The day came and as the four sat around the conference room table the interviewer asked, "What is the fastest thing you know of?"Acknowledging the first man on his right, the man replied, A THOUGHT. It just pops into your head. There's no warning that it's on the &lt;br /&gt;way; it's just there. A thought is the fastest thing I know of." "That'svery good!" replied the interviewer. &lt;br /&gt;"And now you sir?" he asked the second man. "Hmm....let me see. A blink! It comes and goes and you don't know that it ever happened. A BLINK is the fastest thing I know of." "Excellent!" said the interviewer."The blink of an eye... that's a very popular cliche for speed." &lt;br /&gt;He then turned to the third man who was contemplating his reply."Well,out at my dad's ranch, you step out of the house and on the wall there's a light switch. When you flip that switch, way out across the pasture the light in the barn comes on in less than an instant. Yep, TURNING ON A LIGHT is the fastest thing I can think of." The interviewer was very impressed with the third answer and thought he had found his man. "It's hard to beat the speed &lt;br /&gt;of light" he said. Turning to the fourth and final man, the &lt;br /&gt;interviewer posed the same question. The last man replied, "After hearing the three previous answers, &lt;br /&gt;it's obvious to me that the fastest thing known is DIARRHEA." "WHAT!?"said the interviewer, stunned by the response. "Oh I can explain." said the fourth man. "You see the other day I wasn't feeling so good and I ran for the bathroom. But, before I could THINK, BLINK, or TURN ON THE &lt;br /&gt;LIGHT, I had already shit my pants!" HE GOT THE JOB!! &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812624251658594?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812624251658594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812624251658594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812624251658594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812624251658594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/fastest-funny-and-disturbing.html' title='The fastest! (funny and disturbing)'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812619305620942</id><published>2004-06-24T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:16:33.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Divorced Barbie! </title><content type='html'>A man was driving home one evening and realized that it was his daughter's birthday and he hadn't bought her a present. He drove to the shopping center and ran to the toy shop and asked the manager: "How much is that new Barbie in the window?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager replied: &lt;br /&gt;Which one? We have: &lt;br /&gt;Barbie goes to the gym for 19.95 &lt;br /&gt;Barbie goes to the ball for 19.95 &lt;br /&gt;Barbie goes shopping for 19.95 &lt;br /&gt;Barbie goes to the beach for 19.95 &lt;br /&gt;Barbie goes to the nightclub for 19.95n and &lt;br /&gt;Divorced Barbie for $375.00 &lt;br /&gt;"Why is the Divorced Barbie $375.00, when all the others are $19.95?" the dad asked. "Divorced Barbie comes withKen's car, Ken's house, Ken's boat, Ken's dog,Ken's cat and Ken's furniture...")))) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812619305620942?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812619305620942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812619305620942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812619305620942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812619305620942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/divorced-barbie.html' title='Divorced Barbie! '/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812613740317937</id><published>2004-06-24T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:15:37.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;&gt;</title><content type='html'>With come backs! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.) Male: Haven't I seen you some place before? &lt;br /&gt;Female: Yes, that's why I don't go there anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.) Male: Is this seat empty? &lt;br /&gt;Female: Yes, and mine will be if you sit down. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.) Male: Your place or mine? &lt;br /&gt;Female: Both. You go to yours and I'll go mine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.) Male: So, what do you do for a living. &lt;br /&gt;Female: I'm a female impersonator. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.) Male: Hey baby, what's your sign? &lt;br /&gt;Female: DO NOT ENTER. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.) Male: How do you like your eggs in the morning? &lt;br /&gt;Female: Unfertilized. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.) Male: Your body's like a temple &lt;br /&gt;Female: Sorry, there are no services today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.) Male: I would go to the end of the world for you. &lt;br /&gt;Female: But would you please stay there? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.) Male: If I saw you naked, I'd die happy. &lt;br /&gt;Female: If I saw you naked, I'd die laughing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass it on!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812613740317937?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812613740317937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812613740317937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812613740317937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812613740317937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/blog-post.html' title='&lt;&lt;pick up lines&gt;&gt;'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812611036803191</id><published>2004-06-24T18:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:15:10.370-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The funny way of looking at friendship!</title><content type='html'>Friendship is like pissing your pants. &lt;br /&gt;Everyone can see it, &lt;br /&gt;but only you can feel it's true warmth. &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being the &lt;br /&gt;piss in my pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pass it on. . &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812611036803191?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812611036803191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812611036803191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812611036803191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812611036803191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/funny-way-of-looking-at-friendship.html' title='The funny way of looking at friendship!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812603795343533</id><published>2004-06-24T18:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:13:57.953-07:00</updated><title type='text'>translations for Guy and Girls!</title><content type='html'>Girls' English &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes = No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No = Yes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe = No &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's your decision" = The correct decision should be obvious by now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do what u want" = You'll pay 4 this later! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to talk" = I need to bitch. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sure......Go ahead" = I don't want you too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm not upset" = Of course I'm upset, u stupid moron! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" How much do u love me?" = I did something today your not goin' like me 4. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is my butt fat?" = Tell me i'm beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You have to learn to communicate!" = Just agree with me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Are you listening to me?" = Too late, you're dead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guy's English &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm hungry" = I'm hungry &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm sleepy" = I'm sleepy &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I'm tired " - I'm tired &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Do you want to go to a movie?" = I wanna make out with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Can I take you to dinner?" = I wanna make out with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Can I call you sometime?" = I want to make out with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" May I have this dance?" = I wanna make out with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nice dress" = Nice cleavage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" You look tensed, let me give you a massage" = I wanna make out with you &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What's wrong? " = What meaningless self inflicted pshychological trauma are you going through now? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" What's wrong?" = Maybe if I act like I care you will make out with me &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm bored" = Wanna make out? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I love you" = I wanna make out &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" I love you too" = Okay i said it we'd better make out now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Let's talk" = I am tryin' to impress you by shown that I'm a deep person and maybe then you'd like to make out with me! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812603795343533?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812603795343533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812603795343533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812603795343533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812603795343533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/translations-for-guy-and-girls.html' title='translations for Guy and Girls!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812600434264097</id><published>2004-06-24T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:13:24.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>kids in grade school think fast!</title><content type='html'>TEACHER: Why are you late? &lt;br /&gt;WEBSTER: Because of the sign. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: What sign &lt;br /&gt;WEBSTER: The one that says, "School Ahead, Go Slow." &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Cindy, why are you doing your multiplication On the floor? &lt;br /&gt;CINDY: You told me to do it without using tables! &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: John, how do you spell "crocodile?" &lt;br /&gt;JOHN: K-R-O-K-O-D-A-I-L" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: No, that's wrong &lt;br /&gt;JOHN: Maybe it s wrong, but you asked me how I spell it! &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: What is the chemical formula for water? &lt;br /&gt;SARAH: H I J K L M N O!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: What are you talking about? &lt;br /&gt;SARAH: Yesterday you said it's H to O! &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: George, go to the map and find North America. &lt;br /&gt;GEORGE: Here it is! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Correct. Now class, who discovered America? &lt;br /&gt;CLASS: George! &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Willie, name one important thing we have today that we didn't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have ten years ago. &lt;br /&gt;WILLIE: Me! &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Tommy, why do you always get so dirty? &lt;br /&gt;TOMMY: Well, I'm a lot closer to the ground than you are. &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Ellen, give me a sentence starting with "I." &lt;br /&gt;ELLEN: I is... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: No, Ellen..... Always say, "I am." &lt;br /&gt;ELLEN: All right... "I am the ninth letter of the alphabet." &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: "Can anybody give an example of COINCIDENCE?" &lt;br /&gt;JOHNNY: "Sir, my Mother and Father got married on the same day, same &lt;br /&gt;time." &lt;br /&gt;_____________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: "George Washington not only chopped down his father's cherry &lt;br /&gt;tree, but also admitted doing it. Now do you know why his father &lt;br /&gt;didn't punish him?" &lt;br /&gt;JOHNNY: "Because George still had the ax in his hand." &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Now, Sam, tell me, do you say prayers before eating? &lt;br /&gt;SAM: No sir, I don't have to, my Mom is a good cook. &lt;br /&gt;_______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: Desmond, your composition on "My Dog" is exactly the same as &lt;br /&gt;your brother's. Did you copy his? &lt;br /&gt;DESMOND: No, teacher, it's the same dog! &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEACHER: What do you call a person who keeps on talking when people are &lt;br /&gt;no &gt; longer interested? &lt;br /&gt;PUPIL: A teacher. &lt;br /&gt;______________ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SILVIA: Dad, can you write in the dark? &lt;br /&gt;FATHER: I think so. What do you want me to write? &lt;br /&gt;SYLVIA: Your name on this report card. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812600434264097?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812600434264097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812600434264097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812600434264097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812600434264097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/kids-in-grade-school-think-fast.html' title='kids in grade school think fast!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812596548358135</id><published>2004-06-24T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:12:45.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lessons in logic!</title><content type='html'>If your father is a poor man, &lt;br /&gt;it is your fate but, &lt;br /&gt;if your father-in-law is a poor man, &lt;br /&gt;it's your stupidity. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born intelligent - &lt;br /&gt;education ruined me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practice makes perfect..... &lt;br /&gt;But nobody's perfect...... &lt;br /&gt;so why practice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's true that we are here to help others, &lt;br /&gt;then what exactly are the others here for? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since light travels faster than sound, &lt;br /&gt;people appear bright until you hear them speak. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How come "abbreviated" is such a long word? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money is not everything. &lt;br /&gt;There's Mastercard &amp; Visa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One should love animals. &lt;br /&gt;They are so tasty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every successful man, there is a woman &lt;br /&gt;And behind every unsuccessful man, there are two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every man should marry. &lt;br /&gt;After all, happiness is not the only thing in &lt;br /&gt;life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wise never marry. &lt;br /&gt;and when they marry they become otherwise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success is a relative term. &lt;br /&gt;It brings so many relatives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never put off the work till tomorrow &lt;br /&gt;what you can put off today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Your future depends on your dreams" &lt;br /&gt;So go to sleep &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There should be a better way to start a day &lt;br /&gt;Than waking up every morning &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hard work never killed anybody" &lt;br /&gt;But why take the risk &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Work fascinates me" &lt;br /&gt;I can look at it for hours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God made relatives; &lt;br /&gt;Thank God we can choose our friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more you learn, the more you know, &lt;br /&gt;The more you know, the more you forget &lt;br /&gt;The more you forget, the less you know &lt;br /&gt;So.. why learn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................................................... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus station is where a bus stops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A train station is where a train stops. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On my desk, I have a work station.... &lt;br /&gt;what more can I say........ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7427479-108812596548358135?l=funny_things.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/feeds/108812596548358135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7427479&amp;postID=108812596548358135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812596548358135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7427479/posts/default/108812596548358135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funny_things.blogspot.com/2004/06/lessons-in-logic.html' title='lessons in logic!'/><author><name>Crystal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01133938310098959154</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/20/1133/400/S3010172%20Rotated(1).jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7427479.post-108812592686817765</id><published>2004-06-24T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-24T18:12:06.870-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guaranteed weight loss!! funny</title><content type='html'>A guy was ordered by his doctor to lose 75 lbs. due to very serious health risks.As he wondered how in the heck he would ever do it, he saw an ad in the newspaper for a GUARANTEED WEIGHT LOSS PROGRAM. "Guaranteed? Yeah right!" he thought to himself. But desperate, he calls them up and subscribes to the 3-day/10 pound weight loss program. The next day there's a knock at his door, and when he answers, there stands before him a voluptuous, athletic, 19-year-old babe dressed in nothing but a pair of Nike running shoes and a sign round her neck. She introduces herself as a representative of the weight loss company. The sign reads, "If you can catch me, you can have me." Without a second thought he takes off after &lt;br /&gt;her. A few miles later, huffing and puffing, he finally catches her and has his way with her. After they are through and she leaves, he thinks to himself, "I like the way this company does business!" The same girl shows up for the next two days and the same thing happens. On the fourth day, he weighs himself and is delighted to find he has lost 10 lb. as promised. He calls the company and orders their 5-day/20 &lt;br /&gt;pound program. The next day there's a knock at the door and there stands the most stunning, beautiful, sexy woman he has ever seen in his life, wearing nothing but Reebok running shoes and a sign around her neck that reads, "If you catch me, you can have me." He's out the door after her like a shot. This girl is in excellent shape and it takes him a while to catch her, but when he does, it is worth every cramp and wheeze. For the next four days, the same routine happens and much to his delight, on the fifth day he weighs himself and found he has lost another 20 lbs. as promised. He decides to go for broke and calls the company to order the 7-day/50 pound program. "Are you sure?", asks the representative on the phone. "This is our most rigorous program." "Absolutely," he replies, "I haven't felt this good in years." 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