tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-87004558021986572822024-11-01T13:10:38.040+05:30We are the ultimate website for the best facebook status and posts, quotes, short stories, poems, trolls and everything worth reading and sharing with friends and family members. We are committed to post motivational stories, funny jokes, pictures and videos.Prince Agarwalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05708278663654552229noreply@blogger.comBlogger164125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8700455802198657282.post-9358906969011989932013-11-14T11:49:00.000+05:302013-11-14T11:49:27.502+05:30

A little boy wanted to meet God! He packed his suitcase with two sets of his dress and some packets of cakes! He started his journey, he walked a long distance and found a park! He was feeling tired, so, he decided to sit in the park and take some refreshment! He opened a packet of cake to eat!He noticed an old woman sitting nearby, sad with hunger, so he offered her a piece of cake!She

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“In 1923, Eight of the wealthiest people in the world met. Their combined wealth, estimated, exceeded the wealth of the government of the United States. These men knew how to make a living and accumulate wealth. 25 years later.1. President of the largest steel company, Charles Schwab, died bankrupt.2. President of the largest gas company, Howard Hubson, went insane.3. One of the greatest

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Do read... Really a lovely one : A Little boy went to a telephone booth which was at the cash counter of a store and dialed a number. The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:Boy: “Lady, can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?”Woman: (at the other end of the phone line) “I already have someone to cut my lawn.”Boy: “Lady, I will cut your lawn for half the price than

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Date a girl who reads. Date a girl who spends her money on books instead of clothes, who has problems with closet space because she has too many books. Date a girl who has a list of books she wants to read, who has had a library card since she was twelve. Find a girl who reads. You’ll know that she does because she will always have an unread book in her bag. She’s the one lovingly looking over

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One day a man saw an old lady, stranded on the side of the road, but even in the dim light of day, he could see she needed help. So he pulled up in front of her Mercedes and got out. His Pontiac was still sputtering when he approached her. Even with the smile on his face, she was worried. No one had stopped to help for the last hour or so. Was he going to hurt her?  He didn’t look safe; he

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She stood in front of the mirror, naked. She looked at her breasts. This was the biggest they had ever been. But she knew that they were going to get bigger. She stared at herself for a long while before she ran her right hand across the entire area of her belly, from just above her abdomen, all the way down to its lower end. It looked bloated and the bump had begun to show through her clothes

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I was in the 6th class.I was sitting behind my Crush (I never told her anything about it). It was maths class. Jhimmy ma'am was writing something on the blackboard. Everyone in class was copying it.She was wearing a Green Sari."Everyone done with copying? Shall I rub the board?""Yessss maaaam""Sure?""Yessss maaaam"Although I hadn't finished writing till then I didn't have the guts to say it. I

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Once there was a bear named Grim. He was known to be ferocious, violent and tough. He always engages in battles of the wild. For him, the desire to be recognized as the strongest beast in the wild was his dream. All of his enemies were defeated and he was always the one left standing and glorious with his own victory. All the animals knew him by his name and they were all scared of him. They

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Group of ex students visited their University Professor. Conversation soon turned into complaints about stress in life. Offering them coffee, Prof returned from kitchen with a pot of coffee in different cups: Porcelain, Glass, Crystal, some plain looking, some expensive. When all had a cup of coffee in hand.# Professor said: If U noticed all d expensive cups were taken up

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I was walking around in a shopping mall, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old..The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll. Then the little boy turned to the cashier and asked: are you sure I don't have enough money?''The cashier counted his cash once again and replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money

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A Nice story with a good moral. Please go through.A kindergarten teacher decided to let her class play a game.The teacher told each child in the class to bring along a plastic bag containing a few potatoes.Each potato will be given a name of a person that the child hates.So the number of potatoes that a child will put in his/her plastic bag will depend on the number of people he/she hates.So

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A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was fixing supper, and handed her a piece of paper that he had been writing on. After his Mom dried her hands on an apron, she read it, and this is what it said: For cutting the grass: $5.00 For cleaning up my room this week: $1.00 For going to the store for you: $.50 Baby-sitting my kid brother while you wentshopping

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A group of students were asked to list what they thought were the present "Seven Wonders of the World". Though there were some disagreements, the following received the most votes: 1. Egypt's Great Pyramids 2. Taj Mahal 3. Grand Canyon 4. Panama Canal 5. Empire State Building 6. St. Peter's Basilica 7. China's Great Wall While gathering the votes, the teacher noted that one student had not

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Lesson 1: Naked WifeA man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up hershower when the doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, “I’ll give you $800 to drop that towel.” After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked

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“When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I’ve got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn’t know how to open mymouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce. I raise the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my

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DEAREST REDNECK SONI'm writing this slow because I know you can't read fast. We don't live where we did when you left home. Your dad read in the newspaper that most accidents happen within 20 miles of your home, so we moved. I won't be able to send you the address because the last West Virginia family that lived here took the house numbers when they moved so they wouldn't have to change their

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Below are four (4 ) questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly You can’t take your time, answer all of them immediately . OK?Let’s find out just how clever you really are….Ready? GO!!! (scroll down) First Question: You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?Answer: If you answered that you are first, then you are

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HR Manager, His Assistant, An Old Woman And Her Young Daughter Are Traveling In A Train And During The Course Of Time Get Themselves Introduced To Each Other And Become Temporary Friends The Train Goes Through A Tunnel And It Gets Completely Dark. Suddenly There Is A Kissing Sound And Then A Slap !!! The Train Comes Out Of The Tunnel The Women And The Assistant Are Sitting

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My father was diagnosed with cancer almost 2 years ago and through the really, really hard times, I tried to keep my sanity by writing. Your site on grief made me cry, but also made me realize that I am definitely not alone as I’m dealing with my father’s cancer. I’d like to submit a letter that I wrote late one night when my father was going in for his 4th brain surgery. Dear Dad, I want to

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A sweet old lady telephoned St. Joseph’s Hospital. She timidly asked, “Is it possible to speak to someone who can tell me how a patient is doing?” The operator said, “I can, what’s the name and room number?” The old lady in her weak voice said, “Norma Findlay, Room 302.” The operator replied, “Let me place you on hold while I check with her nurse.” After a few minutes the operator returned

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1. Attending a wedding for the first time, a little girl whispered to her mother, “Why is the bride dressed in white?” “Because white is the color of happiness, and today is the happiest day of her life.” The child thought about this for a moment then said, “So why the groom wearing black?” 2. A little girl, dressed in her Sunday best, was running as fast as she could, trying not to be late for

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I sat next to the bed of old man, a friend for over twenty years, and held his hand. Hal was dying. We both knew these next few days would be his last. We spent time reminiscing about his long and fruitful career as a church pastor. We talked about old friends. We chatted about his family. And I listened as he offered sage wisdom and advice to a member of a “younger generation.” At a lull

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HONESTLY, don't be that girl. That girl who goes back continuously and thinks that every time will be different. I understand you miss him, and it's easier to breathe with him around. But isn't it easier to smile when he's not breaking up with you, or getting mad at you for nothing? You don't deserve to be the back up. That person he drops and picks up whenever he feels like. Don't be that girl.

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RUNNER-UP #9Yankton, South Dakota: A woman was arrested at her step son's Boy Scout meeting. While watching a policeman demonstrate his drug dog's ability, the dog found a bag of grass in her purse.RUNNER-UP #8Colorado Springs: A guy walked into a little corner store with a shotgun and demanded all the cash from the cash drawer. After the cashier put the cash in a bag, the robber saw a bottle of

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I was born in a secluded village on a mountain. Day after day, my parents plowed the yellow dry soil with their backs towards the sky. One day, I wanted to buy a handkerchief, which all girls around me seemed to have. So, one day I stole 50 cents from my father’s drawer. Father discovered about the stolen money right away.‘Who stole the money?’ he asked my brother and me. I was stunned, too

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