<?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:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' 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-24188576</id><updated>2024-10-24T23:15:34.028+03:00</updated><category term="bancuri"/><category term="glume"/><category term="ardeleni"/><category term="blonde"/><category term="alinuta"/><category term="alinutza"/><category term="bmw"/><category term="doctor"/><category term="elefanti"/><category term="jokes"/><category term="morcovi"/><category term="vanzatori"/><title type='text'>Glume. Bancuri . Poante</title><subtitle type='html'>Cele mai noi glume, bancuri , poante. Faze hazlii.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default?alt=atom'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default?alt=atom&amp;start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-126108140635001576</id><published>2008-07-25T14:10:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T14:12:23.635+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ardeleni"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blonde"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (21)</title><summary type="text">Doua blonde intr-o masina, semaforul rosu, se opresc:- Mamaaa ... vezi ce rosu frumos?!- Da... wow...- Da... uite ce galben fain...- Aha...- Da... uite ce verde frumos...- Da, asta chiar e super...- Aaa... iar rosul ala... l-am mai vazut, hai sa mergem!!Doi ardeleni in gara, la ghiseul de bilete:- Domnisoara, doua bilete.- Da, sigur, pana unde?- Gheo, ii spunem?- Nu.- Domnisoara, doua bilete, va </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/126108140635001576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/126108140635001576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2008/07/glume-si-bancuri-21.html' title='glume si bancuri (21)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-1640414261379798746</id><published>2007-04-18T10:38:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:41:09.435+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (20) - doctori</title><summary type="text">Doctorul intra in dormitor, lasandu-l pe sotul foarte agitat sa astepte afara. Peste doua minute, doctorul iese din dormitor si   cere un cutit de bucatarie. Sotul se executa si doctorul dispare din nou in dormitor. Peste putin timp iese din nou, de data   asta cerand un ciocan si-o dalta. Sotul da fuga pana jos si se intoarce cu un ciocan si o dalta. Acum bietul om era intr-o   groaznica stare </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1640414261379798746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1640414261379798746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/04/glume-si-bancuri-20-doctori.html' title='glume si bancuri (20) - doctori'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-6878314044984477578</id><published>2007-04-18T10:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T10:34:59.595+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vanzatori"/><title type='text'>bancuri...pentru vanzatori</title><summary type="text">Se intalnesc Itic si Strul. Itic, suparat, Strul, vesel, n-avea nicio treaba.S: - Frate, am scapat de toate problemele!I: - Da&#39; ce-ai facut, ma?S: - Mi-am luat un elefant, frate!I: - Hai ba, lasa vrajeala, ca nu-mi arde...S: - Nicio vrajeala, ma. Am scapat de toate problemele. Stii parcul meu de masini? Vine elefantul in fiecare zi, le spala, da cu coada, le lustruieste. Nevasta-mea... stii ca e </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/6878314044984477578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/6878314044984477578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/04/bancuripentru-vanzatori.html' title='bancuri...pentru vanzatori'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-3226289141538044062</id><published>2007-04-10T15:35:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T15:38:16.312+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elefanti"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><title type='text'>Bancuri cu elefanti</title><summary type="text">Q: De ce au elefantii urechile lungi ?A: Ca sa zboare din floare in floare.Q: Dar de ce nu se umbla duminica prin padure ?A: Ca zboara elefantii din floare in floare.Q: De ce au elefantii degetele de la picioare crapate ?A: Ca sa le dea si furnicilor o sansa ...Q: Si de ce e crocodilul plat ?A: Ca a umblat duminica prin padure.Q: Cum incap patru elefanti intr-un trabant ?A: Simplu: doi in fata si</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/3226289141538044062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/3226289141538044062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/04/bancuri-cu-elefanti.html' title='Bancuri cu elefanti'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-1721153846025984865</id><published>2007-04-03T20:51:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:21:43.805+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alinuta"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="alinutza"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (19)</title><summary type="text">Ce-i mic, rosu, si bate in geam?Alinuta sadica in cuptorul cu microunde.I:Ce are 1000 de picioare si IQ=10?R:O coloana de blonde.Alinuta: Tati ce-i ala un travestit ?Tata: Taci si desfa-mi sutienul...Alinuta,te rog sa nu mai sari intr-un picior,ca ti-l rup si pe celalalt.E august. Alinuta se intoarce de la joaca. Cand intra in casa o vede pe mama ei care pregatea pomul de Craciun. -Mama, te-ai </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1721153846025984865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1721153846025984865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/04/glume-si-bancuri-19.html' title='glume si bancuri (19)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-7389542813602432339</id><published>2007-03-26T18:50:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:54:35.890+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ardeleni"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bmw"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="morcovi"/><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (18)</title><summary type="text">Un iepure se duce la farmacie si spune:- Doamna, aveti morcovi?- Nu. Aici este o farmacie, nu avem morcovi.Iepurele pleaca.A doua zi:- Doamna, aveti morcovi?- Nu. Intelege ca nu avem morcovi la farmacie.A treia zi:- Doamna, aveti morcovi?- M-ai inebunit. Ia treci in locul meu sa vedem daca iti convine sa te bat la cap.- Bine, spune iepurele.Farmacista spune:- Domnule, aveti morcovi?Si iepurele </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/7389542813602432339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/7389542813602432339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/03/glume-si-bancuri-18.html' title='glume si bancuri (18)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-1919951132595457677</id><published>2007-03-26T18:43:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T18:48:16.907+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="blonde"/><title type='text'>bancuri despre blonde</title><summary type="text">Cum asezi 4 blonde pe un taburet? Il intorci.De ce nu mananca blondele banane?Pentru ca nu le gasesc fermoarul.Care este dyferenta dyntre o blonda si o oglinda?O blonda se abureste mai repedeCe vezi cind te uiti in ochii unei blondeCeafa.De ce plinge o blonda cand ajunge la LONDRA?Afla ca de fapt BIG BEN este doar un ceas.De ce a inventat Dumnezeu blonda?Pt ca maimuta nu putea sa  aduca berea din</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1919951132595457677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/1919951132595457677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/03/bancuri-despre-blonde.html' title='bancuri despre blonde'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-7956080016211781011</id><published>2007-03-20T15:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T15:57:36.262+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="bancuri"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="glume"/><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (17)</title><summary type="text">O pisica hippy mergea pe strada. Un om o striga:- pis, pis, pis!Ea raspunde:- peace, man!Intr-o zi, Ion ii face o vizita prietenului sau Gheorghe.Ajungand la casa acestuia, vede o placa mare la poarta:&quot;Caine rau! Intrati pe propria raspundere! Mai aveti timp sa va razganditi&quot;!.Ion intra in curte cu frica, dar nu apare nici un caine.La usa casei vede alta placa: &quot;CAINE RAU! Daca tineti la viata </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/7956080016211781011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/7956080016211781011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/03/glume-si-bancuri-17.html' title='glume si bancuri (17)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-5214959246425589339</id><published>2007-03-09T09:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:18:47.341+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (16)</title><summary type="text">Leul iese dimineata nervos din casa si da cu ochii de vulpe:- Cine e regele animalelor?- Tu, tu, tu esti, maria- ta, zice vulpea infricosata.Mai merge si da peste lup:- Ia zi, cine e regele animalelor?- Maria-ta, zice lupul galben de frica.Mai merge el si intr-o poiana da peste elefant, care manca linistit niste iarba:- Ia zi, ma, umflatule, cine e regele animalelor?Elefantul il prinde cu trompa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/5214959246425589339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/5214959246425589339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/03/glume-si-bancuri-16.html' title='glume si bancuri (16)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-3508605257764509493</id><published>2007-03-02T10:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:12:37.378+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (15)</title><summary type="text">- Care este barbatul ideal?- Cel care vine acasa si isi gaseste sotia in pat cu amantul si spune: scuzele mele, continuati.- Dar amantul ideal?- Cel care dupa faza asta mai poate continua....Î: Ce are 6 picioare, un IQ de 100 si miroase a bere?R: Trei barbati în fata televizorului la meciul de fotbal...Î: De ce barbatii sunt ca si betele de chibrit?R: Daca îi aprinzi îsi pierd capul...Intrebare: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/3508605257764509493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/3508605257764509493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/03/glume-si-bancuri-15.html' title='glume si bancuri (15)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-117204556551092607</id><published>2007-02-21T10:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T10:12:45.526+02:00</updated><title type='text'>o blonda in avion</title><summary type="text">Un avion zbura spre Montreal, cand o blonda se ridica de pe locul ei de la Economic Class si se aseaza pe un loc de la First Class.Insotitorul de zbor o vede si o roaga sa-i arate biletul. Apoi, ii spune blondei ca ea a platit un loc la Economic Class asa ca va trebui sa se aseze in spate. Blonda ii da replica: &quot;Sunt blonda, sunt frumoasa, merg la Montreal si am de gand sa stau aici!&quot; Insotitorul</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/117204556551092607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/117204556551092607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/02/o-blonda-in-avion.html' title='o blonda in avion'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-117005828393467203</id><published>2007-01-29T10:05:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T10:11:23.956+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (14)</title><summary type="text">- Zua&#39; buna, doamna doctor.- Cu ce te pot ajuta, bade  ?- Nu pot face sex.- Ia uite, îti dau reteta asta, mergi matale la  farmacie, scotimedicamentele, le iei pe toate, una în fiecare zi si te  întorci peste o saptamâna.Se întoarce taranu&#39; peste o saptamâna.- Ei,  vreo schimbare ?- Nimic.Hai, nene, uite ce facem ! Eu ma asez&#39; colo pe  pat, îmi dau chilotiijos si ia încearca !Taranu&#39; repede se </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/117005828393467203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/117005828393467203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/01/glume-si-bancuri-14.html' title='glume si bancuri (14)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116850150843069318</id><published>2007-01-11T09:43:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T09:45:33.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (13)</title><summary type="text">Cum isi aleg chinezii numele viitorului copil?- Dau drumul unui lighean pe scari si noteaza ce audDe ce a murit Hitler?- A primit factura de la gaz.Cum se obtine lumina cu ajutorul apei? - Spaland geamurile!Zboara o pata aurie prin casa. Ce e?- Musca cu dinte de aur. - De ce un cocos canta cu ochii inchisi?- Sa vada lumea ca stie versurile pe de rost.Stii cum se cheama un caine fara picioare? - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116850150843069318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116850150843069318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2007/01/glume-si-bancuri-13.html' title='glume si bancuri (13)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116584186855333906</id><published>2006-12-11T14:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:57:48.570+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (12)</title><summary type="text">Doi politisti intra intr-un compartiment al trenului: -Arme? Bani? Droguri?-Nu, multumesc. O cafea, va rog...Omul nu e facut sa munceasca! Dovada: faptul ca oboseste. Cate persoane lucreaza in biroul acesta? -Cu sef cu tot, cinci. -Deci, fara sef, patru? -A, nuuuu... fara sef nu lucreaza nimeni!* Dragostea e oarba, dar casatoria ii reda vederea. * Daca vrei ca sotia sa te asculte cind vorbesti, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116584186855333906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116584186855333906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/12/glume-si-bancuri-12.html' title='glume si bancuri (12)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116532744220082588</id><published>2006-12-05T15:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T16:04:02.203+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (11)</title><summary type="text">Se uita Ion peste gard si il vede pe Vasile jucand tenis cu Agassi. Spre surprinderea lui, Vasile iese castigator fara efort. Il intreaba pe Vasile de cand joaca el tenis de este asa de bun.Acesta ii raspunde ca la lacul din spatele casei lui este o broscuta care iti indeplineste orice dorinta dar sa aiba grija ca este cam surda, sa vorbeasca tare.Se duce Ion la broscuta si ii spune ca vrea mult </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532744220082588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532744220082588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/12/glume-si-bancuri-11.html' title='glume si bancuri (11)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116532704275857639</id><published>2006-12-05T15:54:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:57:22.763+02:00</updated><title type='text'>culmea culmilor</title><summary type="text">culmea prostiei: un politist blondculmea sexului in grup: sa ramai pe dinafaraculmea justitiei: sa condamni o prostituata la locul de muncaculmea politetii : sa stai pe scaunul electric si sa cedezi locul unei doamneculmea melancoliei: sa cazi pe ganduri si sa-ti rupi manaculmea culmilor: mutul ii spune surdului ca orbul se uita la eiculmea World Trade Center: urci cu liftul, cobori cu biroul!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532704275857639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532704275857639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/12/culmea-culmilor.html' title='culmea culmilor'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116532666103044201</id><published>2006-12-05T15:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:51:01.030+02:00</updated><title type='text'>un sofer suparat</title><summary type="text"></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532666103044201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532666103044201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/12/un-sofer-suparat.html' title='un sofer suparat'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116532650430480793</id><published>2006-12-05T15:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T15:48:24.326+02:00</updated><title type='text'>furnica in viteza</title><summary type="text">Furnica alerga disperata prin padure... La un moment dat da nas in nas cu leul, regele animalelor:        - Ce faci, furnicuto, unde alergi in halul asta?         - Pai, cum, marite rege, n-ai auzit?        - Nu, ce e?        - S-a produs un accident ingrozitor...        - Zi odata, ce e?!         - Pai, s-au ciocnit elefantul si hipopotamul, rau de tot...        - Bine, si ce treaba ai tu, de ce</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532650430480793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116532650430480793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/12/furnica-in-viteza.html' title='furnica in viteza'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116220027823987903</id><published>2006-10-30T11:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:24:38.240+02:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (10)</title><summary type="text">Sotul si sotia mergeau cu masina pe un drum de tara si, la un moment dat, masina se blocheaza intr-o groapa cu noroi. Dupa ce se chinuie ei cateva minute in sir sa scoata masina din noroi, apare un taran care mana un plug cu boi. Se opreste taranul in loc cand ii vede pe cei doi si se ofera sa le scoata masina din groapa pentru un milion de lei. Sotul se invoieste si in cateva minute masina era </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116220027823987903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116220027823987903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/10/glume-si-bancuri-10.html' title='glume si bancuri (10)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116219959365563486</id><published>2006-10-30T11:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T11:13:13.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cum stati cu dictia? Incercati niste exercitii</title><summary type="text">1. Eu pup poala popii, popa pupa poala mea 2. Un sas cu glas de bas cam gras si ras pe nas sta la taifas de-un ceas la parastas despre un extras din pancreas. 3. Capra calca-n piatra, piatra crapa-n patru, crape capul caprei in patru precum a crapat piatra-n patru. 4. Capra neagra calca-n clinci. Clinciul crapa-n cinci, crape capul caprei-n cinci, precum a crapat clinciul-n cinci. 5. Duc in bac </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116219959365563486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116219959365563486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/10/cum-stati-cu-dictia-incercati-niste.html' title='Cum stati cu dictia? Incercati niste exercitii'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116116422244598393</id><published>2006-10-18T12:33:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T12:37:02.466+03:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (9)</title><summary type="text">Veverita lipseste o noapte intreaga de acasa.A doua zi vine toata zmotocita, cu blana jumulita, vai de ea.- Ce s-a intamplat? o intreaba veveritoiul sot.- Pai m-a prins bursucul, m-a dus la el acasa si a zis ca 3 zile ma violeaza intruna.- Dar tu lipsesti doar de o zi!- Pai am venit numai sa ma schimb si ma intorc...Se intalnesc un domn si o doamna la nudisti...Domnul: - Ma bucur ca v-am intalnit</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116116422244598393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116116422244598393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/10/glume-si-bancuri-9.html' title='glume si bancuri (9)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-116005982952232297</id><published>2006-10-05T17:47:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T17:50:29.533+03:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (8)</title><summary type="text">Intr-o sectie comandantul isi strange politistii in sedinta si le spune:- Maine sa veniti imbracati frumos ca mergem la Nunta lui Figaro. Intelege toata lumea iar in cea de-a doua zi vin politistii toti imbracati la costume, cu neveste, copii, cadouri, flori.Cand ii vede seful de sectie se ia cu mainile de cap: - Dobitocilor, nu mergem la nunta propriu-zis, Nunta lui Figaro este o opera maaa, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116005982952232297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/116005982952232297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/10/glume-si-bancuri-8.html' title='glume si bancuri (8)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-115952166127749617</id><published>2006-09-29T12:15:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T12:21:01.290+03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bancuri despre Trabant</title><summary type="text">De ce sta Trabantul la semafor, desi acesta s-a facut verde?S-a lipit intr-o guma de mestecat.De cati muncitori ai nevoie sa construiesti un Trabant?Doi: unul decupeaza, celalalt lipeste!De ce nu are Trabantul centuri de siguranta?Pentru ca ar putea fi confundat cu usurinta cu un rucsac.Cum ii dublezi valoarea lui Trabi?Ii faci plinul!Si cum ii maresti valoarea de 4 ori?Lasi o banana pe bancheta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115952166127749617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115952166127749617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/09/bancuri-despre-trabant.html' title='Bancuri despre Trabant'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-115934070594113375</id><published>2006-09-27T09:59:00.002+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T10:05:05.953+03:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (7)</title><summary type="text">- Cum au spart chinezii site-ul Pentagonului? - Fiecare a incercat cate o parola.Noutati: dupa aparitia procesoarelor Pentium I, Pentium II, Pentium III si Pentium IV, Compania &quot;Intel&quot; a hotarat sa elaboreze &quot;Pentium se intoarce&quot;. Se intalnesc doi ardeleni.Primul intreaba: - Tu nu tii minte, ce numar de telefon are Ion? Al doilea: - Nu prea tin minte.Primul: - Spune macar aproximativ.Femeile si </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115934070594113375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115934070594113375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/09/glume-si-bancuri-7_115934070594113375.html' title='glume si bancuri (7)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24188576.post-115934063846115909</id><published>2006-09-27T09:59:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T10:03:58.486+03:00</updated><title type='text'>glume si bancuri (7)</title><summary type="text">- Cum au spart chinezii site-ul Pentagonului? - Fiecare a incercat cate o parola.Noutati: dupa aparitia procesoarelor Pentium I, Pentium II, Pentium III si Pentium IV, Compania &quot;Intel&quot; a hotarat sa elaboreze &quot;Pentium se intoarce&quot;. Se intalnesc doi ardeleni.Primul intreaba: - Tu nu tii minte, ce numar de telefon are Ion? Al doilea: - Nu prea tin minte.Primul: - Spune macar aproximativ.Femeile si </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115934063846115909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24188576/posts/default/115934063846115909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://glume-bancuri.blogspot.com/2006/09/glume-si-bancuri-7_27.html' title='glume si bancuri (7)'/><author><name>Dan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00438184611954913078</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>