<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487</id><updated>2025-03-28T00:22:29.546-07:00</updated><category term="funny things"/><category term="friends"/><category term="keen"/><category term="advice"/><category term="christmas"/><category term="gifts"/><category term="humor"/><category term="sexy clothing"/><category term="shopping"/><category term="stories morals"/><category term="Crazy Sex Laws"/><category term="Maya Angelou"/><category term="Mints"/><category term="Valentine's day"/><category term="animals"/><category term="art"/><category term="beauty products."/><category term="breath"/><category term="cellphones"/><category term="changing colors"/><category term="dreams"/><category term="elf cosmetics"/><category term="everyday life"/><category term="fall"/><category term="family"/><category term="feeling good"/><category term="fetishes"/><category term="flashing"/><category term="frederick's of hollywood"/><category term="future"/><category term="gifts sexy panties"/><category term="halitosis"/><category term="happines"/><category term="holidays"/><category term="in the news"/><category term="interesting things"/><category term="interpretations"/><category term="jokes"/><category term="lingerie.gifts"/><category term="makeup"/><category term="naughty gifts"/><category term="news"/><category term="panties"/><category term="pantyhose"/><category term="penis"/><category term="penis theft"/><category term="phenominal woman"/><category term="phonechat"/><category term="poetry"/><category term="ridiculous"/><category term="savings"/><category term="seasons"/><category term="sexy furniture"/><category term="surprises"/><category term="sweetlady"/><category term="things to do"/><category term="tiny cocks"/><category term="vibrate"/><category term="weird news"/><category term="what dreams mean"/><category term="women shape"/><title type="text">Chatting and Having Fun with Sweetlady18</title><subtitle type="html">1800-863-5478 ext. 02533955</subtitle><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/" rel="alternate" type="text/html"/><link href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" rel="hub"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><generator uri="http://www.blogger.com" version="7.00">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>23</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><xhtml:meta content="noindex" name="robots" xmlns:xhtml="http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml"/><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-3899970736912626353</id><published>2008-07-29T10:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:30:22.863-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="future"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interesting things"/><title type="text">Headline From the Year 2029</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg12IDrJRfJRTs7WPs2wKeD5qNw9N0V9yDzm4HlXx7VgGhSw0Yv75Q6Vw_oTNMdOfwBhIa4r0rlry5OFMUxV7qCk3P22Dz49GfdX7h3tKtWqqhEGQUBMEcNqug88lV-h4Kz16Le6kLroU/s1600-h/javatimesmall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228489654599722722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg12IDrJRfJRTs7WPs2wKeD5qNw9N0V9yDzm4HlXx7VgGhSw0Yv75Q6Vw_oTNMdOfwBhIa4r0rlry5OFMUxV7qCk3P22Dz49GfdX7h3tKtWqqhEGQUBMEcNqug88lV-h4Kz16Le6kLroU/s200/javatimesmall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HEADLINES FROM THE YEAR: 2029&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ozone created by electric cars now killing millions in the seventh largestcountry in the world, Mexifornia,formerly known as California . White minorities still trying to have English recognized as Mexifornia'sthird language. Spotted Owl plague threatens northwesternUnited States crops and livestock. Baby conceived naturally! Scientists stumped. Couple petitions court to reinstate heterosexual marriage. Iranstill closed off; physicists estimate it will take at least 10 moreyears before radioactivity decreases to safe levels. France pleads for global help after being taken over byJamaica . No othercountry comes forward to help the beleaguered nation! Castro finally dies at age 112; Cuban cigars can now be imported legally,but President Chelsea Clinton has banned all smoking. George Z. Bush says he will run for President in 2036. Postal Service raises price of first class stamp to $17.89 and reduces maildelivery to Wednesdays only. 85-year $75.8 billion study: Diet and exercise is the key to weight loss. Average weight of Americans drops to 250 lbs. Global cooling blamed for citrus crop failure for third consecutive year inMexifornia and Floruba Japanese scientists have created a camera with such a fast shutter speedthey now can photograph a woman with her mouth shut. Abortion clinics now available in every High School in United States.Senate still blocking drilling in ANWR even though gas is selling for 4532Pesos per liter and gas stations are only open on Tuesdays and Fridays. Massachusetts executes last remaining conservative. Supreme Court rules punishment of criminals violates their civil rights. Average height of NBA players is now nine feet, seven inches. New federal law requires that all nail clippers, screwdrivers, fly swattersand rolled-up newspapers must be registered by January 2030. IRS sets lowest tax rate at 75 percent. Floruba voters still having trouble with voting machines. &lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/3899970736912626353/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/3899970736912626353" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/3899970736912626353" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/3899970736912626353" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/07/headline-from-year-2029.html" rel="alternate" title="Headline From the Year 2029" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg12IDrJRfJRTs7WPs2wKeD5qNw9N0V9yDzm4HlXx7VgGhSw0Yv75Q6Vw_oTNMdOfwBhIa4r0rlry5OFMUxV7qCk3P22Dz49GfdX7h3tKtWqqhEGQUBMEcNqug88lV-h4Kz16Le6kLroU/s72-c/javatimesmall.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-780909572539151872</id><published>2008-07-27T04:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T05:39:02.065-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fetishes"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pantyhose"/><title type="text">"Pantyhose Bandit"</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDVyocQ_dZ1WK4CqfR4yGn4h_thUPO3JXtoF2xslcR3DlomAkMinxv-CircXtIeTkvHx56FDREGTQsdrje27FkVPQravvmHnsOnj5HorbKR8V9Usj3fcRVtJki4gBLyQu0xTQyu7TBHko/s1600-h/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra1847.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227672421206484306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDVyocQ_dZ1WK4CqfR4yGn4h_thUPO3JXtoF2xslcR3DlomAkMinxv-CircXtIeTkvHx56FDREGTQsdrje27FkVPQravvmHnsOnj5HorbKR8V9Usj3fcRVtJki4gBLyQu0xTQyu7TBHko/s200/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra1847.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, is time to come clean and admit it ...who is the guilty person??? Dozens of pantyhose that have been left near a Milford school bus stop are causing sheer annoyance in the neighborhood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/07/23/national/main4285704.shtml?source=RSSattr=HOME_4285704"&gt;http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2008/07/23/national/main4285704.shtml?source=RSSattr=HOME_4285704&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/780909572539151872/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/780909572539151872" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/780909572539151872" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/780909572539151872" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/07/pantyhose-bandit.html" rel="alternate" title="&quot;Pantyhose Bandit&quot;" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDVyocQ_dZ1WK4CqfR4yGn4h_thUPO3JXtoF2xslcR3DlomAkMinxv-CircXtIeTkvHx56FDREGTQsdrje27FkVPQravvmHnsOnj5HorbKR8V9Usj3fcRVtJki4gBLyQu0xTQyu7TBHko/s72-c/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra1847.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-8957343826898629600</id><published>2008-06-12T05:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T05:33:37.042-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="everyday life"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="in the news"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="weird news"/><title type="text">Cash to Burn!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1kfdD0Zn2QHYpkKy84BOSkUrM-AaxHnyVTVi_J3ntPJjdmezUbWBS8JYx6jUpBs901H_iFLpysKwUgvj4tfnSsG6M3sk5Mp5AwsaqpSgWXkKP6gdNoArO_MPZ6lPF5qIj0tDlP0iIKE/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210972189575121890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1kfdD0Zn2QHYpkKy84BOSkUrM-AaxHnyVTVi_J3ntPJjdmezUbWBS8JYx6jUpBs901H_iFLpysKwUgvj4tfnSsG6M3sk5Mp5AwsaqpSgWXkKP6gdNoArO_MPZ6lPF5qIj0tDlP0iIKE/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;An English man has been sentenced to community service for burning a pile of cash at his home. Leo Casey, 63, torched the cash after an argument with his partner in July of last year. He admitted locking himself inside a home he was renovating in Nottingham.&lt;br /&gt;He set fire to a bundle of 20-pound notes and tossed them out of a window, and burned other notes inside the house.&lt;br /&gt;Police were unable to determine the precise amount of money but estimated it was about 17,000 pounds ($34,000).&lt;br /&gt;Casey admitted to a charge of arson with reckless disregard for life. He was sentenced on Monday to community punishment doing unpaid work and he will be under supervision for 18 months.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All I can say is I wish I had been there.. with a bucket of water , lol&lt;/div&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/8957343826898629600/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/8957343826898629600" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8957343826898629600" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8957343826898629600" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/06/cash-to-burn.html" rel="alternate" title="Cash to Burn!!!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK1kfdD0Zn2QHYpkKy84BOSkUrM-AaxHnyVTVi_J3ntPJjdmezUbWBS8JYx6jUpBs901H_iFLpysKwUgvj4tfnSsG6M3sk5Mp5AwsaqpSgWXkKP6gdNoArO_MPZ6lPF5qIj0tDlP0iIKE/s72-c/images.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-6025963042760740527</id><published>2008-04-25T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T04:59:14.752-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="penis"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="penis theft"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stories morals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="tiny cocks"/><title type="text">Penis theft</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ2I2rnl3X_qCJAWk_Dwczm2mMLwS2zuGI-S_cUjqWI3E3M4buDVWFARVxOM2sfV-VEzuq-dIt8IxQ825jE8PrrncwxFE0c7x76_aDdXvtXbhFUuMaXX-YYL7SMCRetvdgE2LN9K_z9c/s1600-h/fm602.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193151063417866274" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ2I2rnl3X_qCJAWk_Dwczm2mMLwS2zuGI-S_cUjqWI3E3M4buDVWFARVxOM2sfV-VEzuq-dIt8IxQ825jE8PrrncwxFE0c7x76_aDdXvtXbhFUuMaXX-YYL7SMCRetvdgE2LN9K_z9c/s200/fm602.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,well not even sure what to think of this story. I wonder if just a way for some men who are not comfortable with the size of their package and make up these stories to get some attention. Read on make up your own mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSN2319603620080423?feedType=R%3Cbr%20/%3ESS&amp;amp;feedName=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;amp;rpc=22&amp;amp;sp=true"&gt;http://www.reuters.com/article/oddlyEnoughNews/idUSN2319603620080423?feedType=R%3Cbr%20/%3ESS&amp;amp;feedName=oddlyEnoughNews&amp;amp;rpc=22&amp;amp;sp=true&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/6025963042760740527/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/6025963042760740527" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6025963042760740527" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6025963042760740527" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/04/penis-theft.html" rel="alternate" title="Penis theft" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNQ2I2rnl3X_qCJAWk_Dwczm2mMLwS2zuGI-S_cUjqWI3E3M4buDVWFARVxOM2sfV-VEzuq-dIt8IxQ825jE8PrrncwxFE0c7x76_aDdXvtXbhFUuMaXX-YYL7SMCRetvdgE2LN9K_z9c/s72-c/fm602.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-7328826240837312471</id><published>2008-02-13T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T14:26:26.490-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor"/><title type="text">"I'm an Elite Chicken Farmer."</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkywUfm7pp8V-Wu3dwq4yZitBBLwsCSP4BU_CyA9BgUbkQx-vwPpf69qEDm3O_Yks1_s9oScCkpQnDGZH0Zq86kGOSGaf0o-SlWc7y5Oo3P0qDMgIPWNkp1km8MgeP5lxDknHEybkzEo/s1600-h/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra179.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkywUfm7pp8V-Wu3dwq4yZitBBLwsCSP4BU_CyA9BgUbkQx-vwPpf69qEDm3O_Yks1_s9oScCkpQnDGZH0Zq86kGOSGaf0o-SlWc7y5Oo3P0qDMgIPWNkp1km8MgeP5lxDknHEybkzEo/s200/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra179.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166594680699808674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman walks into an accountant's office and tells him that she needs to file her taxes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant says, "Before we begin, I'll need to ask you a few questions."He gets her name, address, social security number, etc. and then asks,"What's your occupation?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm a Lady of the night," she says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant is somewhat taken aback and says, "Let's try to rephrase that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman says, "OK, I'm a high-end call girl".&lt;br /&gt;"Nope, that still won't work. Try again." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both think for a minute; then the woman says, "I'm an elite chicken farmer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The accountant asks, "What does chicken farming &lt;br /&gt;have to do with being a prostitute?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I raised a thousand little peckers last year."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Chicken Farmer it is."</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/7328826240837312471/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/7328826240837312471" rel="replies" title="5 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7328826240837312471" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7328826240837312471" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-elite-chicken-farmer.html" rel="alternate" title="&quot;I'm an Elite Chicken Farmer.&quot;" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgkywUfm7pp8V-Wu3dwq4yZitBBLwsCSP4BU_CyA9BgUbkQx-vwPpf69qEDm3O_Yks1_s9oScCkpQnDGZH0Zq86kGOSGaf0o-SlWc7y5Oo3P0qDMgIPWNkp1km8MgeP5lxDknHEybkzEo/s72-c/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra179.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-8435849890351562694</id><published>2008-02-11T15:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-11T15:22:15.583-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Maya Angelou"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phenominal woman"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="poetry"/><title type="text">Phenominal Woman</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvztOHtn_8uYh6Q_5xUJuSkcTwuXds85CJelroghK71R31MQU7sdbeqg82rmuUDPKCbG8pMNh05Wr3yRcJnETzScuSF32nnPQbNxXMM1b25IO8ot8nfdWtULT-elu8wk-XyTKiMbPA0a4/s1600-h/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra2885.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvztOHtn_8uYh6Q_5xUJuSkcTwuXds85CJelroghK71R31MQU7sdbeqg82rmuUDPKCbG8pMNh05Wr3yRcJnETzScuSF32nnPQbNxXMM1b25IO8ot8nfdWtULT-elu8wk-XyTKiMbPA0a4/s200/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra2885.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165866920291385250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was reading some of my favorite poetry and wanted to post one with I really love and find such an inspiration everytime I read it. I think any woman who reads this poem has to feel beautiful, important and with a great sense of selfworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     Phenominal Woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty women wonder where my &lt;br /&gt;           secret lies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or build to suit a fashion&lt;br /&gt;          model's size&lt;br /&gt;but when I start to tell them,&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms&lt;br /&gt;The span of my step, &lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I'm woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room&lt;br /&gt;just as cool as you please,&lt;br /&gt;and to a man,&lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or &lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees.&lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me,&lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;The swing in my waits,&lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;Tha's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men themselves have wondered,&lt;br /&gt;What they see in me.&lt;br /&gt;The try so much&lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them&lt;br /&gt;The say they still can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the arch of my back,&lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile,&lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breast,&lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal Woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand&lt;br /&gt;just why my head's not bowed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about&lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud.&lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing &lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the click of my heels,&lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair,&lt;br /&gt;The palm of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;The need of my care.&lt;br /&gt;Cause I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal Woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;                by:Maya Angelou</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/8435849890351562694/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/8435849890351562694" rel="replies" title="1 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8435849890351562694" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8435849890351562694" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/02/phenominal-woman.html" rel="alternate" title="Phenominal Woman" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvztOHtn_8uYh6Q_5xUJuSkcTwuXds85CJelroghK71R31MQU7sdbeqg82rmuUDPKCbG8pMNh05Wr3yRcJnETzScuSF32nnPQbNxXMM1b25IO8ot8nfdWtULT-elu8wk-XyTKiMbPA0a4/s72-c/Erotic-Avatars_Ultra2885.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-3140572684283729915</id><published>2008-02-03T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T07:43:43.353-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="stories morals"/><title type="text">The Pastor's Ass</title><content type="html">Something else quite funny that will get your morning going with a smile, and has an added moral to the story, please read on and enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor entered his donkey in a race and&lt;br /&gt;it won.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor was so pleased with the donkey&lt;br /&gt;that he entered it in the race again, and it won again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PASTOR'S ASS OUT FRONT.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bishop was so upset with this kind of publicity that he ordered the pastor not to enter the donkey in another race.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the local paper headline read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BISHOP&lt;br /&gt;SCRATCHES&lt;br /&gt;PASTOR'S&lt;br /&gt;ASS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the bishop, so he ordered the pastor to get rid of the donkey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pastor decided to give it to a nun in a&lt;br /&gt;nearby convent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local paper, hearing of the news, posted&lt;br /&gt;the following headline the next day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NUN HAS BEST ASS IN TOWN.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bishop fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He informed the nun that she would have to&lt;br /&gt;get rid of the donkey, so she sold it to a farmer for $10.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the paper read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUN SELLS ASS FOR $10.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was too much for the bishop, so he&lt;br /&gt;ordered the nun to buy back the donkey and lead it to the plains where it could run wild.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the headlines read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NUN ANNOUNCES HER ASS IS WILD AND FREE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bishop was buried the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of the story is . . . being concerned about public opinion can bring you much grief and misery ... even shorten your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So be yourself and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stop worrying about everyone else's ass and&lt;br /&gt;you'll be a lot happier and live longer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a nice day!</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/3140572684283729915/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/3140572684283729915" rel="replies" title="6 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/3140572684283729915" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/3140572684283729915" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/02/pastors-ass.html" rel="alternate" title="The Pastor's Ass" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-1464508245335267369</id><published>2008-01-25T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T07:00:35.534-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes"/><title type="text">Why Men can pee standing up!!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxffXxuBmGQ7sU0FTz15l_fpQv5frtjfJTgsNDaP-fw5fp7MXt9YWXNCvj7wGU5frVLNfNS7FRJ7FEtgBz5XlZkR3DyLpaQNqdG7BRsmFlvjRZrwHpJq5iZNu2h50AWbv7eTXWuamd5B8/s1600-h/1163740492.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxffXxuBmGQ7sU0FTz15l_fpQv5frtjfJTgsNDaP-fw5fp7MXt9YWXNCvj7wGU5frVLNfNS7FRJ7FEtgBz5XlZkR3DyLpaQNqdG7BRsmFlvjRZrwHpJq5iZNu2h50AWbv7eTXWuamd5B8/s200/1163740492.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159429164425999474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God was just about done creating humans,&lt;br /&gt;but he had two parts left over. He couldn't&lt;br /&gt;decide how to split them between Adam and Eve&lt;br /&gt;so He thought He might just as well ask them.&lt;br /&gt;He told them one of the things He had left was a&lt;br /&gt;thing that would allow the owner to pee while standing&lt;br /&gt;up.&lt;br /&gt;"It's a very handy thing," God told them,"and I was wondering&lt;br /&gt;if either one of you had a preference for it."&lt;br /&gt;Well, Adam jumped up and down and begged, "Oh please give that&lt;br /&gt;to me! I'd love to be able to do that! It seems like just the&lt;br /&gt;sort of a thing a man should have. Please! Pleeease!! Give it&lt;br /&gt;to me!" On and on he went like an excited little boy.&lt;br /&gt;Eve just smiled and told God that if Adam really wanted it so&lt;br /&gt;badly,that he could have it. So God gave Adam the thing that&lt;br /&gt;allowed him to pee standing up.&lt;br /&gt;Adam was so excited he started whizzing all over the place,&lt;br /&gt;first on the side of a rock, then wrote his name in the sand, and&lt;br /&gt;then he tried to see if he could hit a stump ten feet away,&lt;br /&gt;laughing with delight all the while.&lt;br /&gt;God and Eve watched him with amusement and then God said to Eve,&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I guess you're kind of stuck with the last thing I have left."&lt;br /&gt;"Whats it called ?" asked Eve.&lt;br /&gt;"Brains!" said God.</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/1464508245335267369/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/1464508245335267369" rel="replies" title="3 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/1464508245335267369" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/1464508245335267369" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/01/why-men-can-pee-standing-up.html" rel="alternate" title="Why Men can pee standing up!!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxffXxuBmGQ7sU0FTz15l_fpQv5frtjfJTgsNDaP-fw5fp7MXt9YWXNCvj7wGU5frVLNfNS7FRJ7FEtgBz5XlZkR3DyLpaQNqdG7BRsmFlvjRZrwHpJq5iZNu2h50AWbv7eTXWuamd5B8/s72-c/1163740492.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-6293664405510003459</id><published>2008-01-23T07:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-23T07:24:51.489-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><title type="text">The Answering Service at the Mental Institute</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a5PVuifFM60tiCn-z4GBe7oZwhakUSwjRio6U3QBUmBHPswjoa-h8Br-uAVBXU6SmFfwBEFHGtnd69a-JqP4RaxVSGzmynczb17WlMg_UZk2Bj8OCEwvcZ36IBn4kyYF9v_jq-k7fjI/s1600-h/phone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a5PVuifFM60tiCn-z4GBe7oZwhakUSwjRio6U3QBUmBHPswjoa-h8Br-uAVBXU6SmFfwBEFHGtnd69a-JqP4RaxVSGzmynczb17WlMg_UZk2Bj8OCEwvcZ36IBn4kyYF9v_jq-k7fjI/s200/phone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158693221779829858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some funny to keep you smiling, while you sip on that cup of coffee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answering Service At The Mental Institute....have fun! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, and welcome to the mental health hotline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are obsessive-compulsive, press 1 repeatedly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2 for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have multiple personalities, press 3,4,5, and 6. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are paranoid, we know who you are and what you want. Stay on the line so we can trace your call. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are delusional, press 7 and your call will transferred to the mother ship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are schizophrenic, listen carefully and a small voice will tell you which number to press. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are manic depressive, it doesn't matter which number you press, no one will answer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have a nervous disorder, please fidget with the hash key until someone comes on the line. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are dyslexic, press 6969696969. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have amnesia, press 8 and state your name, address, phone number, date of birth, social security number, and your mother's maiden name. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have post-traumatic-stress disorder, slowly and carefully press 000. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have bipolar disorder, please leave a message after the beep, or before the beep, or after the beep. Please wait for the beep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have short-term memory loss, press 9. If you have short term memory loss, press 9. If you have short term memory loss, press 9. If you have short term memory loss, press 9. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have low self esteem, please hang up. All our operators are too busy to talk to you."</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/6293664405510003459/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/6293664405510003459" rel="replies" title="5 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6293664405510003459" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6293664405510003459" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/01/answering-service-at-mental-institute.html" rel="alternate" title="The Answering Service at the Mental Institute" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-a5PVuifFM60tiCn-z4GBe7oZwhakUSwjRio6U3QBUmBHPswjoa-h8Br-uAVBXU6SmFfwBEFHGtnd69a-JqP4RaxVSGzmynczb17WlMg_UZk2Bj8OCEwvcZ36IBn4kyYF9v_jq-k7fjI/s72-c/phone.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-4147239275326734876</id><published>2008-01-16T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T09:57:48.249-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="keen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lingerie.gifts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="phonechat"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sexy clothing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Valentine's day"/><title type="text">What  I want for Valentine's Day</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg92qZ7Gk3lCjfQpJ53WNkUX0gOkKWiGv-ntNjsHhjVU5IUzc4IJ6tT8lAA2WOOOQs_crv-L7chyphenhyphen3UKISlPlwGwN6xKY0AsySgPDocSJl49_d4ZWQZp2I-b-36NeuTVoJHA0PC8-hfJB70/s1600-h/V7QB4DZVNrl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg92qZ7Gk3lCjfQpJ53WNkUX0gOkKWiGv-ntNjsHhjVU5IUzc4IJ6tT8lAA2WOOOQs_crv-L7chyphenhyphen3UKISlPlwGwN6xKY0AsySgPDocSJl49_d4ZWQZp2I-b-36NeuTVoJHA0PC8-hfJB70/s200/V7QB4DZVNrl.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156133333998543154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.niteflirt.com/calls/PT_interimcall.asp?sid=7515018'&gt;&lt;img border=0 src='http://www.niteflirt.com/calls/callimage.asp?sid=7515018&amp;ImageType=1'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do I want for Valentine’s Day? Well flowers are nice but, eventually they die. Chocolates specially dark one,mmmmm, oh so yummy but then again they won’t last long …One thing I know that will last a long time are those sexy lingerie, specially if they are send by my cusmomers, love to open those boxes and see how well they now this lady's taste.</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/4147239275326734876/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/4147239275326734876" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/4147239275326734876" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/4147239275326734876" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-i-want-for-valentines-day.html" rel="alternate" title="What  I want for Valentine's Day" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg92qZ7Gk3lCjfQpJ53WNkUX0gOkKWiGv-ntNjsHhjVU5IUzc4IJ6tT8lAA2WOOOQs_crv-L7chyphenhyphen3UKISlPlwGwN6xKY0AsySgPDocSJl49_d4ZWQZp2I-b-36NeuTVoJHA0PC8-hfJB70/s72-c/V7QB4DZVNrl.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-2219731484324788858</id><published>2007-12-20T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T16:36:19.807-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="cellphones"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gifts sexy panties"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="naughty gifts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="panties"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="vibrate"/><title type="text">Call Me Panty</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBfpUjos_fcp1yw66LM0MdZrcs_o9aLuVgOMfML1jEg3kfZj_EBi-ig0Q9gJyrHPo55CU0sD1bdGzuTE3ko10No7nwy6l_IogIK8tZv8CMH5O0yoOjSFCRBZTM0vRVaOLXz67EdUgigs/s1600-h/ARG_7745_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146207046102196514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBfpUjos_fcp1yw66LM0MdZrcs_o9aLuVgOMfML1jEg3kfZj_EBi-ig0Q9gJyrHPo55CU0sD1bdGzuTE3ko10No7nwy6l_IogIK8tZv8CMH5O0yoOjSFCRBZTM0vRVaOLXz67EdUgigs/s200/ARG_7745_s.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was surfing the net and came across this website, I have to say made me laugh, can't imagine that I would care to carry my cell phone in my panties vibrate or not, hahaha..but hey, there is a market for everything out there, specially during this season. I wonder how many guys would give this to their special lady or how many ladies would like to receive this as a gift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://callmepanty.com/"&gt;http://callmepanty.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- Altering or removing this link is a breach of the Vizu Terms and Conditions --&gt;&lt;div style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:10px;height:20px;text-align:center;width:160px;margin:0;padding:0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vizu.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999;text-decoration:underline;font-size:10px;"&gt;Opinion Polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;amp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.vizu.com/market-research.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999;text-decoration:underline;font-size:10px;"&gt;Market Research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://wp.vizu.com/vizu_poll.swf" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" width="160" height="352" name="vizu_poll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" FlashVars="js=false&amp;pid=64660&amp;ad=false&amp;vizu=true&amp;links=true&amp;mainBG=cc99ff&amp;questionText=FFFFFF&amp;answerZoneBG=EEEEEE&amp;answerItemBG=eeeeee&amp;answerText=000000&amp;voteBG=C8C8C8&amp;voteText=000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/2219731484324788858/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/2219731484324788858" rel="replies" title="3 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/2219731484324788858" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/2219731484324788858" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/12/call-me-panty.html" rel="alternate" title="Call Me Panty" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiEBfpUjos_fcp1yw66LM0MdZrcs_o9aLuVgOMfML1jEg3kfZj_EBi-ig0Q9gJyrHPo55CU0sD1bdGzuTE3ko10No7nwy6l_IogIK8tZv8CMH5O0yoOjSFCRBZTM0vRVaOLXz67EdUgigs/s72-c/ARG_7745_s.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-6654805697661256437</id><published>2007-12-16T08:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T11:39:56.328-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gifts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="holidays"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping"/><title type="text">9 Days to Go!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH6E4_qOeGNnxM3N2pMfPKMoEVW5vSfQER7hCzjyXFPeiJECTHGudqVKLdfzL1CuEwKgPh2atBLFZETAdyI00r-kzwJLEibXc86D8uzZUl03jlQPTXFFDecf8dvJudQnszyte4-1OkUak/s1600-h/snowman-wonderland.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH6E4_qOeGNnxM3N2pMfPKMoEVW5vSfQER7hCzjyXFPeiJECTHGudqVKLdfzL1CuEwKgPh2atBLFZETAdyI00r-kzwJLEibXc86D8uzZUl03jlQPTXFFDecf8dvJudQnszyte4-1OkUak/s200/snowman-wonderland.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144612361199889874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is madness time, yes that is what I call this time of the year. Every year I dislike it even more, the rushing around, malls pack, parking lots a sea of cars and make sure you remember where you parked, and pray that the weather is not bad. I can surely say by the time Christmas eve comes around I am dead beat. &lt;br /&gt;I really wish the holidays were more about family, friends and less about about the commercial side of it.&lt;br /&gt;As you might have guessed no, I am no way near done with my shopping starting tomorrow I too,will join the madness. Wishing you all a Merry Christmas and wonderful New Year!</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/6654805697661256437/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/6654805697661256437" rel="replies" title="5 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6654805697661256437" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/6654805697661256437" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/12/9-days-to-go.html" rel="alternate" title="9 Days to Go!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH6E4_qOeGNnxM3N2pMfPKMoEVW5vSfQER7hCzjyXFPeiJECTHGudqVKLdfzL1CuEwKgPh2atBLFZETAdyI00r-kzwJLEibXc86D8uzZUl03jlQPTXFFDecf8dvJudQnszyte4-1OkUak/s72-c/snowman-wonderland.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-7524061190498235799</id><published>2007-12-09T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T05:14:07.388-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="breath"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="halitosis"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mints"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="news"/><title type="text">Sweet Breath? Maybe Not.</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaPlSa1w8yyN2wySota4WRC1pKNPZnsh5-9KBew6A9Ia683mdlOL7oDMYaVACdwsmsdf8YxSCjT1WJrbSjvn2NZ6obsFGLKKI4dUESNFetqYx1CzEu8XVv6FCqYh5YCUv23S0y4ZzwDk/s1600-h/180px-Altoids_mints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142049301627562162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaPlSa1w8yyN2wySota4WRC1pKNPZnsh5-9KBew6A9Ia683mdlOL7oDMYaVACdwsmsdf8YxSCjT1WJrbSjvn2NZ6obsFGLKKI4dUESNFetqYx1CzEu8XVv6FCqYh5YCUv23S0y4ZzwDk/s200/180px-Altoids_mints.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guessing that simple mints and mouth wash is not helping this gentleman, perhaps something stronger or not opening his mouth.&lt;br /&gt;A Manhattan doorman has been suspended for having bad breath. Jonah Seeman, who has been ushering tenants into a four-building complex on East 89th Street for 40 years, was told not to come to work Friday because of halitosis. you can read the rest of the story here...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.9news.com/news/watercooler/article.aspx?storyid=82390"&gt;http://www.9news.com/news/watercooler/article.aspx?storyid=82390&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; FONT-SIZE: 10px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; WIDTH: 160px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; FONT-FAMILY: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; HEIGHT: 20px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vizu.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;font-size:10;color:#999;"  &gt;Opinion Polls&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999;"&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://answers.vizu.com/market-research.htm" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;font-size:10;color:#999;"  &gt;Market Research&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed name="vizu_poll" align="middle" src="http://wp.vizu.com/vizu_poll.swf" width="160" height="388" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" allowscriptaccess="always" flashvars="js=false&amp;amp;pid=62769&amp;amp;ad=false&amp;amp;vizu=true&amp;amp;links=true&amp;amp;mainBG=000000&amp;amp;questionText=FFFFFF&amp;amp;answerZoneBG=EEEEEE&amp;amp;answerItemBG=FFFFFF&amp;amp;answerText=000000&amp;amp;voteBG=C8C8C8&amp;amp;voteText=000000"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/7524061190498235799/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/7524061190498235799" rel="replies" title="4 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7524061190498235799" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7524061190498235799" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/12/sweet-breath-maybe-not.html" rel="alternate" title="Sweet Breath? Maybe Not." type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKaPlSa1w8yyN2wySota4WRC1pKNPZnsh5-9KBew6A9Ia683mdlOL7oDMYaVACdwsmsdf8YxSCjT1WJrbSjvn2NZ6obsFGLKKI4dUESNFetqYx1CzEu8XVv6FCqYh5YCUv23S0y4ZzwDk/s72-c/180px-Altoids_mints.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-1944393694769229546</id><published>2007-11-30T12:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-08T05:56:06.692-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="christmas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="frederick's of hollywood"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="gifts"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sexy clothing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="shopping"/><title type="text">Holiday Pin-Up Parade!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjU7l2C4KDj9WCHoToH-fsmdkpA246qC3ryKzfzrVmoGd2EOaVX30yqj-QwAElpa40loTjhMd6gTNtQF_0p64zFrfdo4vhuQfn2K1o3XgqING09V9DiHuRvRqI9nstNCYNmb4cRjVRSnLA/s1600-r/91397_a_lrg_7700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138730984124868738" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG5u6F8h9N5-hKTr9ikSsbBc4IMRBExp7FJSveMz3zmlTOdIol8Ufk2as-gbJP6e-gYSm9BcLyUqx45PnzrijW1fDjMFE5G9vC2b_rvqqOMOO8_xS43pWM9hL6avj59gr-gGb9jhmwm50/s200/91397_a_lrg_7700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tis the Season for beautiful naughty gifts ...gifts to spice up your life and that special someone as well. I just received my Frederick's of Hollywood catalog, yum, yum I can't decide what to add to my Christmas list, I want it all!!! Nothing makes me feel sexier then decadent lingerie. Gentlemen if you don't know what to get for your special lady, take a look... there is something special for that sexy vixen, the bewitching beauties, or those sassy sex kittens. Happy Shopping!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcKB9560XLL_X-i9pLUWTDjZghk6RteeTrv-drhZNnsxc7QBj3H0M9_jPix55qbsECzIRn2ttLwC57QDGi7zi0KWq04sx64kV0EjgVpdahClIvFvBTtewi8XNi_9Ui0eP1F9pEUBjoDxk/s1600-r/53021_92_itm_a_7700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138731362081990802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiskRSJwlQND8rjEqt_uTzvpuYUR3zZwSzN4-qQa091nIjsV1LZviNLQYwK5GaA917Clv-xfIb2QxId5Q5sXM25lCvLVcXhjDWe7ztScD73IlqU5r84lQQiG8wxRO0YnRBblmviK6_PT38/s200/53021_92_itm_a_7700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;amp;offerid=134161.10000379&amp;amp;type=4&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;&lt;img alt="Frederick's of Hollywood, Inc." src="http://www.fredericks.com/images/LinkShare2006/125x125_51246_07-1129.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;amp;bids=134161.10000379&amp;amp;type=4&amp;amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;amp;offerid=134161.10000145&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0"&gt;Holiday Sale 25% off at Frederick's&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;amp;bids=134161.10000145&amp;amp;type=3&amp;amp;subid=0" width="1" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/1944393694769229546/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/1944393694769229546" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/1944393694769229546" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/1944393694769229546" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/holiday-pin-up-parade.html" rel="alternate" title="Holiday Pin-Up Parade!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG5u6F8h9N5-hKTr9ikSsbBc4IMRBExp7FJSveMz3zmlTOdIol8Ufk2as-gbJP6e-gYSm9BcLyUqx45PnzrijW1fDjMFE5G9vC2b_rvqqOMOO8_xS43pWM9hL6avj59gr-gGb9jhmwm50/s72-c/91397_a_lrg_7700.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-9033091906369866691</id><published>2007-11-29T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T10:40:53.242-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Crazy Sex Laws"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="ridiculous"/><title type="text">Crazy Sex Laws</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqenQEtnJflsTe8YyDLVIUNK2SD9bxmizm7hKJTTCawEOyIVZBtxh-IpDzsKR0K9coLcx7uoNN7z7HS6rKjkgvwBCgsvcbCpgobOHMBzcCExSpmSuD03uvMnIFl82keqBLmaOMLFPn9Qk/s1600-h/213corno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqenQEtnJflsTe8YyDLVIUNK2SD9bxmizm7hKJTTCawEOyIVZBtxh-IpDzsKR0K9coLcx7uoNN7z7HS6rKjkgvwBCgsvcbCpgobOHMBzcCExSpmSuD03uvMnIFl82keqBLmaOMLFPn9Qk/s200/213corno.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138334038143173842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bakersfield, California, anyone having intercourse with Satan must &lt;br /&gt;use a condom. (An asbestos one we presume.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Oblong, Illinois, it's punishable by law to make love while &lt;br /&gt;hunting or fishing on your wedding day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Minnesota, it is illegal for any man to have sexual intercourse &lt;br /&gt;with a live fish. (Apparently it's OK for woman.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No man is allowed to make love to his wife with the smell of garlic, &lt;br /&gt;onions, or sardines on his breath in Alexandria, Minnesota. If his &lt;br /&gt;wife so requests, law mandates that he must brush his teeth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warn your hubby that after lovemaking in Ames, Iowa, he isn't allowed &lt;br /&gt;to take more than three gulps of beer while lying in bed with you -- &lt;br /&gt;or holding you in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bozeman, Montana, has a law that bans all sexual activity between &lt;br /&gt;members of the opposite sex in the front yard of a home after sundown &lt;br /&gt;--if they're nude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In hotels in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, every room is required to &lt;br /&gt;have twin beds. And the beds must always be a minimum of two feet &lt;br /&gt;apart when a couple rents a room for only one night. And it's illegal &lt;br /&gt;to make love on the floor between the beds!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner of every hotel in Hastings, Nebraska, is required to &lt;br /&gt;provide each guest with a clean and pressed nightshirt. No couple, &lt;br /&gt;even if they are married, may sleep together in the nude. Nor may &lt;br /&gt;they have sex unless they are wearing one of these clean, white &lt;br /&gt;cotton nightshirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ordinance in Newcastle, Wyoming, specifically bans couples from &lt;br /&gt;having sex while standing inside a store's walk-in meat freezer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A state law in Illinois mandates that all bachelors should be called &lt;br /&gt;master, not mister, when addressed by their female counterparts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Romboch, Virginia, it is illegal to engage in sexual activity with &lt;br /&gt;the lights on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Merryville, Missouri, women are prohibited from wearing corsets &lt;br /&gt;because "the privilege of admiring the curvaceous, unencumbered body &lt;br /&gt;of a young woman should not be denied to the normal, red-blooded &lt;br /&gt;American male."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's safe to make love while parked in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho. Police &lt;br /&gt;officers aren't allowed to walk up and knock on the window. Any &lt;br /&gt;suspicious officer who thinks that sex is taking place must drive up &lt;br /&gt;from behind, honk his horn three times and wait approximately two &lt;br /&gt;minutes before getting out of his car to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A law in Helena, Montana, mandates that a woman can't dance on a &lt;br /&gt;table in a saloon or bar unless she has on at least three pounds, two &lt;br /&gt;ounces of clothing. (Ouch! These pasties hurt!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywhere in the U. S., it's illegal to use any live endangered &lt;br /&gt;species, excepting insects, in public or private sexual displays, &lt;br /&gt;shows or exhibits depicting cross-species sex. (Insectophiles &lt;br /&gt;apparently were successful in their lobbying efforts.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lovers in Liberty Corner, New Jersey, should avoid satisfying their &lt;br /&gt;lustful urges in a parked car. If the horn accidentally sounds while &lt;br /&gt;they are frolicking behind the wheel, the couple can face a jail term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Carlsbad, New Mexico, it's legal for couples to have sex in a &lt;br /&gt;parked vehicle during their lunch break from work, as long as the car &lt;br /&gt;or van has drawn curtains to stop strangers from peeking in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women aren't allowed to wear patent-leather shoes in Cleveland, Ohio &lt;br /&gt;- a man might see the reflection of something "he oughtn't!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No woman may have sex with a man while riding in an ambulance within &lt;br /&gt;the boundaries of Tremonton, Utah. If caught, the woman can be &lt;br /&gt;charged with a sexual misdemeanor and "her name is to be published in &lt;br /&gt;the local newspaper." The man isn't charged nor is his name revealed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for any member of the Nevada Legislature to conduct &lt;br /&gt;official business wearing a penis costume while the legislature is in &lt;br /&gt;session&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/9033091906369866691/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/9033091906369866691" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/9033091906369866691" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/9033091906369866691" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/crazy-sex-laws.html" rel="alternate" title="Crazy Sex Laws" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqenQEtnJflsTe8YyDLVIUNK2SD9bxmizm7hKJTTCawEOyIVZBtxh-IpDzsKR0K9coLcx7uoNN7z7HS6rKjkgvwBCgsvcbCpgobOHMBzcCExSpmSuD03uvMnIFl82keqBLmaOMLFPn9Qk/s72-c/213corno.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-5686768326687828412</id><published>2007-11-26T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:27:57.636-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><title type="text">French Bubble Gum</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivnR_34wjPVhgJno93ItZBrv9R3EbEFSUxPIIbhorOt_k3ZjWMYgyLF3QwxXaDiB-tBazJQdfdVx3BnkzJxB5iMhujRVogvDJO1jB23gbiltkGMsyhaRyCZ8YHJxSfTyaduKoo20Zvq6g/s1600-h/pic-13-ce.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivnR_34wjPVhgJno93ItZBrv9R3EbEFSUxPIIbhorOt_k3ZjWMYgyLF3QwxXaDiB-tBazJQdfdVx3BnkzJxB5iMhujRVogvDJO1jB23gbiltkGMsyhaRyCZ8YHJxSfTyaduKoo20Zvq6g/s200/pic-13-ce.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137235613142123682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An American is having breakfast, in Paris , one morning (coffee, croissants, bread, butter and jam) when a Frenchman, chewing bubblegum, sits down next to him. The American ignores the Frenchman who, nevertheless, starts a conversation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman: "You American folk eat the whole bread??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American (in a bad mood): "Of course." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman: (after blowing a huge bubble) "We don't. In France , we only eat what's inside. The crusts we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and sell them to the states." The Frenchman has a smirk on his face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The American listens in silence. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Frenchman persists: "Do you eat jelly with the bread??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: "Of Course." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman: (cracking his bubblegum between his teeth and chuckling). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We don't. In France we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam, and sell the jam to the states." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a moment of silence, The American then asks: "Do you have sex in France ?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman: "Why of course we do", he says with a big smirk. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: "And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frenchman: "We throw them away, of course." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American: "We don't. In America , we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into bubblegum, and sell them to France ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/5686768326687828412/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/5686768326687828412" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/5686768326687828412" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/5686768326687828412" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/french-bubble-gum.html" rel="alternate" title="French Bubble Gum" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEivnR_34wjPVhgJno93ItZBrv9R3EbEFSUxPIIbhorOt_k3ZjWMYgyLF3QwxXaDiB-tBazJQdfdVx3BnkzJxB5iMhujRVogvDJO1jB23gbiltkGMsyhaRyCZ8YHJxSfTyaduKoo20Zvq6g/s72-c/pic-13-ce.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-5780948932841180330</id><published>2007-11-19T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T12:59:41.002-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="art"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sexy furniture"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="women shape"/><title type="text">Sexy Furniture</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUZz9VrP3wwv2xg373Zxr672wLkvrMvvGMv-R_V1zizxJg9aDzUjYTqcMcTgJYW8nptvKmc-pHPPdVUhKDONukhyphenhyphenioL99AwMDEtd3B84x55CYQQBTa2Npkdmp0wPSWdQ4Brbkj9zRcLM/s1600-h/erotic_furniture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUZz9VrP3wwv2xg373Zxr672wLkvrMvvGMv-R_V1zizxJg9aDzUjYTqcMcTgJYW8nptvKmc-pHPPdVUhKDONukhyphenhyphenioL99AwMDEtd3B84x55CYQQBTa2Npkdmp0wPSWdQ4Brbkj9zRcLM/s320/erotic_furniture.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134658469555766418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MMMMMMMMM, I do love this table, talk about erotic piece of furniture. I can actually see myself owning something like this. I am sure it would spark many different kinds of conversations. &lt;br /&gt;This particular table was made by cabinet maker and artist Mario Philippona, in Berlin. Philippona is exhibiting wooden sculpture and furniture pieces inspired by the female body, with names like "TittyFrutti" attached. Philippona says that his passion for wood inspired him to create other pieces including:a wine-glass cupboard in the shape of a pair of large breasts, a table supported by legs moulded from a female model and a bedside drawer which opens by pressing a button in the piece's "vagina".Philippona said: "The shape of a woman, her organic architecture, combined with my passion for wood inspired me to sculpt these sexy designs."&lt;br /&gt;If you want to read  and see more of his work here is a link:&lt;br /&gt;http://www.sexyfurniture.nl/enindex.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/5780948932841180330/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/5780948932841180330" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/5780948932841180330" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/5780948932841180330" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/sexy-furniture.html" rel="alternate" title="Sexy Furniture" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgyUZz9VrP3wwv2xg373Zxr672wLkvrMvvGMv-R_V1zizxJg9aDzUjYTqcMcTgJYW8nptvKmc-pHPPdVUhKDONukhyphenhyphenioL99AwMDEtd3B84x55CYQQBTa2Npkdmp0wPSWdQ4Brbkj9zRcLM/s72-c/erotic_furniture.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-2345695318846427724</id><published>2007-11-17T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T08:54:55.337-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="flashing"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny things"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="surprises"/><title type="text">Anything is possible!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFYlbryfa7JFAE_wd1NH3qjjlQV7A8WtKMlZuWQU0y9rpdlByK1AwcJZX8rQeUz4037fCMxv9R9o8goBK8wF5XbwlBzh2KTJVU_igsGtCtkhVWAfu9U2T19SGxoI59A9KIS7RO5R8OiI/s1600-h/Flasher.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFYlbryfa7JFAE_wd1NH3qjjlQV7A8WtKMlZuWQU0y9rpdlByK1AwcJZX8rQeUz4037fCMxv9R9o8goBK8wF5XbwlBzh2KTJVU_igsGtCtkhVWAfu9U2T19SGxoI59A9KIS7RO5R8OiI/s320/Flasher.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133850633452029058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kind of funny what happened to me yesterday. I was driving and had to stop at a red light, I was not paying much attention to my surrounding, was kind of lost in my thoughts of things I needed to get done through the day.. then I looked up and I see this older guy kind of scruffy looking standing in front of my car his back facing me. I wondered why he was not crossing the street and just standing there...Well I did  not to wondered too long when he pull his pants down and flashed me his white as a ghost butt..I could not help it but to laugh and laugh, I could never understand what makes some people want to exposed themselves, maybe he was waiting for me to rate his ghostly butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/2345695318846427724/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/2345695318846427724" rel="replies" title="4 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/2345695318846427724" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/2345695318846427724" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/anything-is-possible.html" rel="alternate" title="Anything is possible!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTFYlbryfa7JFAE_wd1NH3qjjlQV7A8WtKMlZuWQU0y9rpdlByK1AwcJZX8rQeUz4037fCMxv9R9o8goBK8wF5XbwlBzh2KTJVU_igsGtCtkhVWAfu9U2T19SGxoI59A9KIS7RO5R8OiI/s72-c/Flasher.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-8463157430498200143</id><published>2007-11-13T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T10:36:42.178-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="beauty products."/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="elf cosmetics"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="makeup"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="savings"/><title type="text">e.l.f where all makeup is just $1</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://click.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/click?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;offerid=123566.10000178&amp;type=4&amp;subid=0"&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Elf Cosmetics" border="0" src="http://www.eyeslipsface.com/linkshare/banners/468x60_just1.jpg "&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;IMG border="0" width="1" height="1" src="http://ad.linksynergy.com/fs-bin/show?id=ILmiK7BW0eA&amp;bids=123566.10000178&amp;type=4&amp;subid=0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Not sure how many of you ladies have tried these products, but they are pretty good and specially come in handy as stocking stuffer for daughters and friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/8463157430498200143/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/8463157430498200143" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8463157430498200143" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8463157430498200143" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/elf-where-all-makeup-is-just-1.html" rel="alternate" title="e.l.f where all makeup is just $1" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-4446561454778909576</id><published>2007-11-11T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:50:43.700-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="animals"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dreams"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="interpretations"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="what dreams mean"/><title type="text">MICE, MUD AND CHICKEN</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3AAjTlTm5AugG8lOon5VDirT9qe9Ws88b64tXps4WVYF8xZlZriDSEXIMP93eZ_mrPrs6k1ARH8tIrIkDS7nhBTD7gLLBhfsq4BtcvNCMl25iVALB93z0UTb-0GBJr8mG2d4gr9aP90/s1600-h/6.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3AAjTlTm5AugG8lOon5VDirT9qe9Ws88b64tXps4WVYF8xZlZriDSEXIMP93eZ_mrPrs6k1ARH8tIrIkDS7nhBTD7gLLBhfsq4BtcvNCMl25iVALB93z0UTb-0GBJr8mG2d4gr9aP90/s320/6.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131651488698493490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet you were wondering what is this post about by reading that tittle. Well last night I had this dream about being in some sort of strange house, opening cabinets seeing a large brown bag and hearing that noise as if something was struggling to get out...I new they were mice and I must say I am your typical scary cat when it comes to those creatures. Moving along the phone rings 3:00am a customer wanted to talk he said could not sleep so we talked for about 25 minutes, I go back to sleep and the darn dream continues, mice again this time I am outside with a man, we are going somewhere and we are struggling to move because of there is so much mud all around us. Later on I find myself again looking at that bag hearing the noise of the mice inside it, and next to the bag is a chicken..and of course now I wake up I can't help but to think what was all that about. Sometimes some dreams makes one wonder why they can be so vivid and what they really mean. So there I was this am looking up the meaning of those three things the mice, mud and chicken, and this is what I found: Chicken Easy available. They represent fortune in love, joy and happiness in all aspects of your life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mice They foretell domestic troubles and business affairs will assume a discouraging tone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mud Slanderous charges. Messy feelings. Family disturbances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am guessing I should be prepared for things to come, or not, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the following is some interesting info I found about dreams:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did You Know? &lt;br /&gt;• One third of our lives are spent sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;• In your lifetime you will spend about six years of it dreaming. That is more than 2100 days spent in a different world.&lt;br /&gt;• Everybody dreams. Just because you don’t remember your dreams it does not mean that you didn’t dream&lt;br /&gt;• We dream an average of one or two hours every night and we often have four to seven dreams in one night&lt;br /&gt;• Five minutes after the end of a dream, half the content is forgotten. After ten minutes, 99 percent is lost.&lt;br /&gt;• If you are snoring then you cannot be dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;• The word dream stems from the middle English word, ‘dreme’ which means joy and music&lt;br /&gt;• Men tend to dream more about other men, while women dream equally about men and women.&lt;br /&gt;• Research has shown that during REM sleep men experience erections and women experience vaginal blood flow no matter what the content of the dream. In fact, ‘wet dreams’ may not coincide with overtly sexual content.&lt;br /&gt;• People who give up smoking have longer and more intense dreams&lt;br /&gt;• Toddlers do not dream about themselves. They don’t appear in their own dreams until the age of four. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FROM PSYCHIC DREAMING BY CRAIG HAMILTON-PARKER&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/4446561454778909576/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/4446561454778909576" rel="replies" title="3 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/4446561454778909576" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/4446561454778909576" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/mice-mud-and-chicken.html" rel="alternate" title="MICE, MUD AND CHICKEN" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig3AAjTlTm5AugG8lOon5VDirT9qe9Ws88b64tXps4WVYF8xZlZriDSEXIMP93eZ_mrPrs6k1ARH8tIrIkDS7nhBTD7gLLBhfsq4BtcvNCMl25iVALB93z0UTb-0GBJr8mG2d4gr9aP90/s72-c/6.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-713851752381219406</id><published>2007-11-09T13:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T19:51:54.484-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="changing colors"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fall"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="seasons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="things to do"/><title type="text">What's Your Favorite Season?</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVKrMKYnPgiuA98tnV1SSPYo9P9pJWj7obNafpYtoFE4CfofAdwXokJL2NQQjcWudnSpn1LBtyaAjHDqrPRFblEgdeYWxudtChQeo98h-z2ZdHICwtIcKSxr2v7ERQyUx2SRiJ74Rbwc/s1600-h/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVKrMKYnPgiuA98tnV1SSPYo9P9pJWj7obNafpYtoFE4CfofAdwXokJL2NQQjcWudnSpn1LBtyaAjHDqrPRFblEgdeYWxudtChQeo98h-z2ZdHICwtIcKSxr2v7ERQyUx2SRiJ74Rbwc/s320/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130959444913056290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the fall, always have, makes me feel renewed and gives me that cozy feeling. I can spend hours walking in the park enjoying the color of the leaves, the crisp smell of the air. Falls gets my mind ready for the holidays that are just around the corner. &lt;br /&gt;Lots of fresh produce for sale in the farm markets. Perfect weather for getting out and doing something, like taking a scenic drive or a trip. Spiced apple cider, &lt;br /&gt;pecan pie, harvest wreaths on people's doors. The sight and smell of raked leaves. Watching the squirrels running around gathering nuts. Cooler nights perfect to enjoy a glass of wine with a friend or a special someone. It's just a great time of the year.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;strong&gt;    What is your favorite season?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/713851752381219406/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/713851752381219406" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/713851752381219406" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/713851752381219406" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/whats-your-favorite-season.html" rel="alternate" title="What's Your Favorite Season?" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQVKrMKYnPgiuA98tnV1SSPYo9P9pJWj7obNafpYtoFE4CfofAdwXokJL2NQQjcWudnSpn1LBtyaAjHDqrPRFblEgdeYWxudtChQeo98h-z2ZdHICwtIcKSxr2v7ERQyUx2SRiJ74Rbwc/s72-c/Tuckahoe_River_Fall_Reflections.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-8236966387730891271</id><published>2007-11-07T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:06:52.285-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="feeling good"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happines"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="keen"/><title type="text">What Makes People Happy?</title><content type="html">Happiness is a state of the mind. The dictionary definition is "feelings of joy and pleasure mingled together”. A feeling of happiness is more than just an experience of joy or pleasure. It is a state of mind where the individual feels that “life is good”. &lt;br /&gt;I think happiness is more like how many small positive things one can experience daily. The small pleasures, the happy incidences that are really worth so much more then a magnificent one.&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is so deeply  related to knowing and accepting who we are. I think we all need to really listen to our inner voice, and learn to detach ourselves from those thoughts that can cause suffering and pain. After all we can't count on anyone making us happy, it is all up to us, we have the key in our hands. To end my writing for today I will leave you with a short quote that I often think about when I am not feeling that happy.&lt;br /&gt;              &lt;strong&gt;Whoever is happy will make others happy, too. &lt;br /&gt;                              by Mark Twain &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/8236966387730891271/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/8236966387730891271" rel="replies" title="2 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8236966387730891271" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/8236966387730891271" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/what-makes-people-happy.html" rel="alternate" title="What Makes People Happy?" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4555753155791526487.post-7178428890628132970</id><published>2007-11-06T19:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T12:06:14.608-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="advice"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="friends"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="keen"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sweetlady"/><title type="text">Hello There!</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f2vVb_WSVvSZ2aDfrVXKB3lDQPgtrz16G1vCybHJ8TAmV_CDMI9IQgTNkMySQ96lJwpxUWSOi2ah4QsjT15akW5QIsmG7bZdcxH8Aw5eDYGOxZdPF0HcWAPUCnCtA-txTtexV7TZoqA/s1600-h/sweetone.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f2vVb_WSVvSZ2aDfrVXKB3lDQPgtrz16G1vCybHJ8TAmV_CDMI9IQgTNkMySQ96lJwpxUWSOi2ah4QsjT15akW5QIsmG7bZdcxH8Aw5eDYGOxZdPF0HcWAPUCnCtA-txTtexV7TZoqA/s320/sweetone.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129935616960763826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to start this blog to keep in touch with friends and callers from keen. This blog will pretty much be about things going on in my life, interesting things I might come across or ideas and thoughts that I wish to share with others.&lt;br /&gt;Most of my mornings start the same way, with a steaming cup of coffee, my comfortable pgs on, the computer on and my fingers searching for news articles, in-between my calls from my customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/ys8bct"&gt;&lt;img src="http://tinyurl.com/yrmhlc"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</content><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/feeds/7178428890628132970/comments/default" rel="replies" title="Post Comments" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4555753155791526487/7178428890628132970" rel="replies" title="0 Comments" type="text/html"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7178428890628132970" rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4555753155791526487/posts/default/7178428890628132970" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml"/><link href="http://chattingandhavingfunwithsweetlady18.blogspot.com/2007/11/hello-there.html" rel="alternate" title="Hello There!" type="text/html"/><author><name>sweetlady18</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02430793435272013290</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image height="16" rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" src="https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" width="16"/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6f2vVb_WSVvSZ2aDfrVXKB3lDQPgtrz16G1vCybHJ8TAmV_CDMI9IQgTNkMySQ96lJwpxUWSOi2ah4QsjT15akW5QIsmG7bZdcxH8Aw5eDYGOxZdPF0HcWAPUCnCtA-txTtexV7TZoqA/s72-c/sweetone.gif" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>