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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/rss2full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 13:33:12 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Generation Jokes</category><category>Classroom Jokes</category><category>Idiot Jokes</category><category>Animal Jokes</category><category>Prison Jokes</category><category>Bumper Sticker Jokes</category><category>Golf Jokes</category><category>Jokes To Make You Think</category><category>Julius Malema</category><category>Political Jokes</category><category>Homeless Jokes</category><category>Doctor Jokes</category><category>Business Jokes</category><category>Nun Jokes</category><category>Drinking Jokes</category><category>Wedding Jokes</category><category>Friendship Jokes</category><category>Children Jokes</category><category>African Jokes</category><category>Vet Jokes</category><category>Women Jokes</category><category>South African Jokes</category><category>Dating Jokes</category><category>Travelling Jokes</category><category>Marraige Jokes</category><category>Zimbabwean Jokes</category><category>Cartoon Jokes</category><category>Jail Jokes</category><category>Fat Jokes</category><category>Pregnancy Jokes</category><category>Men Jokes</category><category>Old Age Jokes</category><category>Cowboy Joke</category><category>School Jokes</category><category>Movie Jokes</category><category>Office Jokes</category><category>Crime Jokes</category><category>Chinese Joke</category><category>Food Jokes</category><category>Pet Jokes</category><category>Religious Jokes</category><title>Find a Laugh</title><description>A blend of jokes and funny Emails for your enjoyment.  Find a laugh for all occasions.</description><link>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>119</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/FindALaugh" /><feedburner:info uri="findalaugh" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-3689363660974295788</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Feb 2012 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-10T15:33:12.834+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Age Jokes</category><title>Aunt Maggie Joke</title><atom:summary>Ageing Aunt MAGGIE was a                          78-year-old woman who was  particularly despondent                          over the recent death of her husband. She decided that                          she would just kill herself  and join him in death.                          Thinking that it would be best to get  it over with                          quickly, she took out his old Army </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/2nQOdPD398E/aunt-maggie-joke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sd4-cQ7hKeXaG5fuUHkRoBnOzFw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sd4-cQ7hKeXaG5fuUHkRoBnOzFw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sd4-cQ7hKeXaG5fuUHkRoBnOzFw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sd4-cQ7hKeXaG5fuUHkRoBnOzFw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/2nQOdPD398E" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2012/02/aunt-maggie-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-1946559272159428248</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Feb 2012 09:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-02-03T11:19:54.677+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women Jokes</category><title>Men are like......</title><atom:summary>




For all those men who say, Why buy a cow when you can get the milk for free. Here's an update for you: Nowadays, 80% of women are against marriage,WHY? Because women realize it's not worth buying an entire pig just to get a little sausage. Men are like.... 1. Men are like Laxatives. They irritate the crap out of you. 2 Men are like Bananas . The older they get, the less firm they are. 3. Men</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/eHmVuWUly9Q/men-are-like.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1lIFmDqhGSeylULn4TIcGSsrx8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1lIFmDqhGSeylULn4TIcGSsrx8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1lIFmDqhGSeylULn4TIcGSsrx8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/j1lIFmDqhGSeylULn4TIcGSsrx8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/eHmVuWUly9Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2012/02/men-are-like.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-6368503907878458381</guid><pubDate>Tue, 31 Jan 2012 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-31T12:54:23.056+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Age Jokes</category><title>Granny's Boyfriends</title><atom:summary>MY NEW BOYFRIENDS !!! I am seeing 5 gentlemen (give or take) every day!. As soon as I wake up, Will Power helps me get out of bed.Then I go to see John. Then Arthur Ritis shows up &amp; stays the rest of the day. He doesn't like to stay in one place very long so he takes me from joint to joint.
After such a busy day, I'm really tired &amp; very glad to go to bed with Earl Grey. What a life! Oh, yes, I'm </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/RwV5ishcu8o/grannys-boyfriends.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zC6Ov-mhQHsR7_R2sT1idAiCwR0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zC6Ov-mhQHsR7_R2sT1idAiCwR0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zC6Ov-mhQHsR7_R2sT1idAiCwR0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/zC6Ov-mhQHsR7_R2sT1idAiCwR0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/RwV5ishcu8o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2012/01/grannys-boyfriends.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7600579261109525252</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Jan 2012 08:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-18T10:40:12.539+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women Jokes</category><title>Ass Study</title><atom:summary>WOMEN'S ASS SIZE STUDY: 


There is a new study about women and how they feel about their asses, the results were pretty interesting. 


30% of women think their ass is too fat, 


10% of women think their ass is too skinny, 


The remaining 60% say they don't care, they love him, he is a good man, and wouldn't trade him for the world...</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/TugpAOa0Pu0/ass-study.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Lbq-ZcuhCm5fE7QimlkokmLm5c4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Lbq-ZcuhCm5fE7QimlkokmLm5c4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Lbq-ZcuhCm5fE7QimlkokmLm5c4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Lbq-ZcuhCm5fE7QimlkokmLm5c4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/TugpAOa0Pu0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2012/01/ass-study.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-8917114809009742720</guid><pubDate>Thu, 05 Jan 2012 09:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2012-01-05T11:50:49.730+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religious Jokes</category><title>An Italian Boys Confession</title><atom:summary>"Bless me Father, for I have sinned.
I have been with a loose girl"

The priest asks, "Is that you, little Joey Pagano?"

"Yes, Father, it is."

"And who was the girl you were with?"

"I can't tell you, Father.  I don't want to ruin her reputation."

"Well, Joey, I'm sure to find out her name sooner or later, so you may as well tell me now.
Was it Tina Minetti?"

"I cannot say."

"Was it Teresa </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/LNCu2fDp7pY/italian-boys-confession.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmweE6dy8r-8CqcXBVgyLl1iAhI/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmweE6dy8r-8CqcXBVgyLl1iAhI/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmweE6dy8r-8CqcXBVgyLl1iAhI/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/EmweE6dy8r-8CqcXBVgyLl1iAhI/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/LNCu2fDp7pY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2012/01/italian-boys-confession.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-3620886519050675585</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Dec 2011 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-28T22:04:19.800+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">School Jokes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children Jokes</category><title>Science Exam Answers</title><atom:summary>If you need a laugh, try reading through these children's science exam answers... 
Q: Name the four seasons. 
A: Salt, pepper, mustard and vinegar. 
Q: Explain one of the processes by which water can be made safe to drink. 
A: Flirtation makes water safe to drink because it removes large pollutants like grit, sand, dead sheep and canoeists. 
Q: How is dew formed? 
A: The sun shines down on the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/Sw8G7XAtI8w/science-exam-answers.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lp9ktXni91z2Jm68hz-bzgicq_k/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lp9ktXni91z2Jm68hz-bzgicq_k/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lp9ktXni91z2Jm68hz-bzgicq_k/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/lp9ktXni91z2Jm68hz-bzgicq_k/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/Sw8G7XAtI8w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/science-exam-answers.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-3811881131141851222</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Dec 2011 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-23T15:19:57.253+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Bumper Sticker Jokes</category><title>Confucius Says.....</title><atom:summary>Man who run in front of car get tired.

Man who run behind car get exhausted.
 
Man with one chopstick go hungry.

Man who scratch butt should not bite fingernails.
 
Man who eat many prunes get good run for money.

Baseball is wrong:  Man with four balls cannot walk.
 
War does not determine who is right, war determines
who is left.
 
Wife who put husband in doghouse soon find him in cathouse.

</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/7fwLt3VGByo/confucius-says.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GFZ3hayNamlQ_jls7oeztqCxY4A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GFZ3hayNamlQ_jls7oeztqCxY4A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GFZ3hayNamlQ_jls7oeztqCxY4A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/GFZ3hayNamlQ_jls7oeztqCxY4A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/7fwLt3VGByo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/confucius-says.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-5461953430026948174</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 Dec 2011 08:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-15T10:26:53.628+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Age Jokes</category><title>OLD is when.....</title><atom:summary>


A lady goes to the bar on a cruise ship and orders a Scotch with 
two drops of water.
As the bartender gives her the drink she says, 
'I'm on this cruise to celebrate
 my 80th birthday and it's today...'The bartender says, 'Well, since it's your birthday, 
I'll buy you a drink.  In fact, this one is on me.'
As the woman finishes her drink, the woman to her right says, 
'I would like to buy you</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/6T5mQxJ5bW4/old-is-when.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r4mtsMiVzIWjBYn70_5chAigOM0/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r4mtsMiVzIWjBYn70_5chAigOM0/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r4mtsMiVzIWjBYn70_5chAigOM0/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/r4mtsMiVzIWjBYn70_5chAigOM0/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/6T5mQxJ5bW4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/old-is-when.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7744309732657973168</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 13:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-14T15:12:28.377+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marraige Jokes</category><title>Beer and Fishing</title><atom:summary>A        man was walking down the street when he was accosted by a particularly        dirty and shabby-looking homeless man who asked him for a couple of        dollars for dinner.
        
            

The man took out his wallet, extracted ten dollars and asked, "If I  give you this money, will you buy some beer with it instead of  dinner"    "No, I had to stop drinking years ago," the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/o8OSyQXY4hg/beer-and-fishing.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ACAzgoQNOgWCmvzQr7-6alz39V8/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ACAzgoQNOgWCmvzQr7-6alz39V8/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ACAzgoQNOgWCmvzQr7-6alz39V8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ACAzgoQNOgWCmvzQr7-6alz39V8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/o8OSyQXY4hg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/beer-and-fishing.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7183751577226396938</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Dec 2011 13:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-14T15:09:16.995+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">South African Jokes</category><title>A Sense of Security for South Africans</title><atom:summary>                                          I've cancelled my armed response,       torn out my alarm system &amp; de-registered from the Neighborhood Watch.       I've got the Vierkleur raised in my garden, a Blue Bulls flag draped in       the window, a "I Love the AWB"sticker on my car, and my       sound system is playing "De La Ray" at full volume. 
              The local police, the Dept of Home</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/L8Vz07XigbU/sense-of-security-for-south-africans.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6zq0q9BWrFzfkvBiBi9BW_S5BlY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6zq0q9BWrFzfkvBiBi9BW_S5BlY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6zq0q9BWrFzfkvBiBi9BW_S5BlY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6zq0q9BWrFzfkvBiBi9BW_S5BlY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/L8Vz07XigbU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/sense-of-security-for-south-africans.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7304483476319052737</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2011 11:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-08T13:34:55.314+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religious Jokes</category><title>Jewish Christmas</title><atom:summary>The                Teacher asked young Patrick Murphy: "What do you do at Christmas                time?

Patrick addressed the class: "Well Ms. Jones, me and                my twelve brothers and sisters go to midnight mass and we sing                hymns; then we come home very late and we put mince pies by the                back door and hang up our stockings. Then all excited, we go to</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/TsCZHLacm5M/jewish-christmas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YEIniEAVD5B34_kSzLKzsxWXykw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YEIniEAVD5B34_kSzLKzsxWXykw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YEIniEAVD5B34_kSzLKzsxWXykw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YEIniEAVD5B34_kSzLKzsxWXykw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/TsCZHLacm5M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/jewish-christmas.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-8176623336612817188</guid><pubDate>Sat, 03 Dec 2011 11:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-12-03T13:54:28.787+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Religious Jokes</category><title>"Huh" The Pope and the Rabbi</title><atom:summary>Several centuries ago, the Pope decreed that all the Jews had to convert to Catholicism or leave Italy . There was a huge outcry from the Jewish
community, so the Pope offered a deal: he'd have a religious debate with
their leader. If the Jews won, they could stay in Italy .
The Jewish people met and picked an aged and wise rabbi to represent themin the debate. However, as the rabbi spoke no </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/WqgUqKT9-90/huh-pope-and-rabbi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ypAwEgm3dtnuo2YoI7em6azSi0s/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ypAwEgm3dtnuo2YoI7em6azSi0s/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ypAwEgm3dtnuo2YoI7em6azSi0s/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/ypAwEgm3dtnuo2YoI7em6azSi0s/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/WqgUqKT9-90" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/12/huh-pope-and-rabbi.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-3033940613887983527</guid><pubDate>Tue, 15 Nov 2011 11:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-15T13:29:13.686+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Travelling Jokes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men Jokes</category><title>The Indian Taxi Driver</title><atom:summary>A drunken woman,        stark naked, jumped into a taxi at Fortitude Valley in        Brisbane.

The Indian driver shook his head, opened  his eyes        wide and stared at the woman. He made no attempt to start the        Cab.

"What's  wrong with you Luv, haven't  you ever seen        a naked woman  before?"

"I'll not be staring at you lady, I am        telling you, that would not be  proper,</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/NmrbnuDPmWs/indian-taxi-driver.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HQ5QPF8GUan1emesKsWHiPg_pwA/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HQ5QPF8GUan1emesKsWHiPg_pwA/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HQ5QPF8GUan1emesKsWHiPg_pwA/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/HQ5QPF8GUan1emesKsWHiPg_pwA/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/NmrbnuDPmWs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/11/indian-taxi-driver.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-9064711808702928775</guid><pubDate>Sat, 05 Nov 2011 20:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-05T22:04:35.834+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Children Jokes</category><title>The Moral of the Story is.....</title><atom:summary>         The teacher gave an assignment to her          fifth grade class : 
Get their parents to tell them a story with a          moral at the end of it. 
The next day, the kids came back and, one by          one, began to tell their stories. 

There were all the regular          types of stuff: spilled milk and pennies saved. 

But then the          teacher realized that only Janie was left.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/BHznWP-zy1I/moral-of-story-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YwxBNGSL1JXkbzyRRc408ytSC9A/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YwxBNGSL1JXkbzyRRc408ytSC9A/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YwxBNGSL1JXkbzyRRc408ytSC9A/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YwxBNGSL1JXkbzyRRc408ytSC9A/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/BHznWP-zy1I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/11/moral-of-story-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-6987805733930063816</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Nov 2011 11:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-01T13:06:46.277+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marraige Jokes</category><title>Why It's Bad To Flirt</title><atom:summary>A              couple were invited to a swanky family masked fancy              dress

Halloween              party. The wife got a terrible headache and told her              

husband to go              to the party alone. He, being a devoted husband,              

protested, but              she argued and said she was going to take              

some aspirin              and go to bed and </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/2kWI-acGGlQ/why-its-bad-to-flirt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IVzXaGxr1INQJtjmg2DcImKnBUo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IVzXaGxr1INQJtjmg2DcImKnBUo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IVzXaGxr1INQJtjmg2DcImKnBUo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/IVzXaGxr1INQJtjmg2DcImKnBUo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/2kWI-acGGlQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/11/why-its-bad-to-flirt.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-8622174261138809770</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Oct 2011 10:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-11-01T13:09:47.116+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Animal Jokes</category><title>Talking Parrots</title><atom:summary>
    
A lady goes to her priest one day 
and tells him, 'Father, I have a problem. 

I have two female parrots, 

But they only know to say one thing' 

'What do they say?' the priest asked. 

They say, 'Hi, we're hookers! 
Do you want to have some fun?' 

'That's obscene!' the priest exclaimed, 

Then he thought for a moment...... 

'You know,' he said, 'I may have a 
solution to your problem.</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/L4f4mlxNei0/talking-parrots.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RbcLqE-VOWRYrw8xY_tzMcGe6mU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RbcLqE-VOWRYrw8xY_tzMcGe6mU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RbcLqE-VOWRYrw8xY_tzMcGe6mU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/RbcLqE-VOWRYrw8xY_tzMcGe6mU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/L4f4mlxNei0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/10/talking-parrots.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7492998444443751095</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Oct 2011 12:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-18T14:05:29.602+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nun Jokes</category><title>The Nun and The Soldier</title><atom:summary>A soldier ran up to a nun. Out of breath he asked, 'Please, may I hide under your skirt. I'll explain later.'

The nun agreed. A moment later two Military Police ran up and asked, Sister, have you seen a soldier?'

The nun replied, 'He went that way.'

After the MP's ran off, the soldier crawled out from under her skirt and said, 'I can't thank you enough Sister. You see, I don't want to go to </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/pxb__4CWs1M/nun-and-soldier.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f-ajzKLtiIAyNZIiE4wm56_PliE/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f-ajzKLtiIAyNZIiE4wm56_PliE/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f-ajzKLtiIAyNZIiE4wm56_PliE/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/f-ajzKLtiIAyNZIiE4wm56_PliE/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/pxb__4CWs1M" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/10/nun-and-soldier.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-4150097240222170043</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Oct 2011 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-15T21:54:48.635+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marraige Jokes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Age Jokes</category><title>Charlie and His Bride</title><atom:summary>Charlie                                85, married Jenny, a lovely 25 year                                old.    
Since                                her new husband is so old, Jenny decides that                                after their wedding she and Charlie should have                                separate bedrooms, because she is concerned that                                her new but</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/ASYJ9aGusfc/charlie-and-his-bride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6_RK7Vn0DEOyXEVzKcVNnGsaDpY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6_RK7Vn0DEOyXEVzKcVNnGsaDpY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6_RK7Vn0DEOyXEVzKcVNnGsaDpY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/6_RK7Vn0DEOyXEVzKcVNnGsaDpY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/ASYJ9aGusfc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/10/charlie-and-his-bride.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-2207673087114918500</guid><pubDate>Thu, 29 Sep 2011 10:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-29T12:15:21.542+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Marraige Jokes</category><title>Our Burdens</title><atom:summary>Husband comes home from Church, greets his wife, lifts her up &amp; carries her around the house. 

The wife's so surprised &amp; asks smiling,

"Did the Pastor preach about being romantic"? 

Out of breath the husband replies, 

"No, he said we must carry our burdens...   
</atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/TxV7xnKQ_iI/our-burdens.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xXNHUE0rPMQZ3HgVvewSHkvFCMo/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xXNHUE0rPMQZ3HgVvewSHkvFCMo/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xXNHUE0rPMQZ3HgVvewSHkvFCMo/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/xXNHUE0rPMQZ3HgVvewSHkvFCMo/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/TxV7xnKQ_iI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/09/our-burdens.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-3248868514868748804</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Sep 2011 19:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-24T21:12:58.976+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Old Age Jokes</category><title>Getting Old Is Not For Sissies</title><atom:summary> 
        
                   
      POOF, THE  LIGHT GOES OFF  !
 
   
  
  A 72-year-old man goes for a physical.  All of his  tests come back normal so the doctor says,  "Harry,  everything looks great. How are you doing mentally and emotionally? Are you at  peace with  God?"
 
    Harry replies,  "God and I are tight. He knows I have  poor eyesight, so he's fixed it when  I get  up in the </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/yO8p9iimmsU/getting-old-is-not-for-sissies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jKlGbRKfDlMJIVhOArH-f239jrY/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jKlGbRKfDlMJIVhOArH-f239jrY/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jKlGbRKfDlMJIVhOArH-f239jrY/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/jKlGbRKfDlMJIVhOArH-f239jrY/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/yO8p9iimmsU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/09/getting-old-is-not-for-sissies.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-6679918348330465346</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Sep 2011 07:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-22T09:55:57.753+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women Jokes</category><title>Blonde Payment Plan</title><atom:summary>Last year I replaced all the windows in my house with that expensive double-panel energy efficient kind, and today, I got a call from the Contractor who installed them. He was complaining that the work had been completed a whole year ago and I still hadn't paid for them.

Hellllloooooo

Just because I'm blonde doesn't mean that I am automatically stupid..

So, I told him just what his fast </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/ugS74jfS1eY/blonde-payment-plan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHnSeTzhisZ0iwPEwbeRAYmA-Y4/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHnSeTzhisZ0iwPEwbeRAYmA-Y4/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHnSeTzhisZ0iwPEwbeRAYmA-Y4/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/aHnSeTzhisZ0iwPEwbeRAYmA-Y4/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/ugS74jfS1eY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/09/blonde-payment-plan.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-6953371827037074332</guid><pubDate>Tue, 20 Sep 2011 19:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-20T21:50:37.624+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men Jokes</category><title>What Does Your Son Do?</title><atom:summary>                                                                               Four friends, who hadn't seen each other in              30 years, Reunited at a party... 

After several drinks,              one of the men had to use the rest room. 
Those who remained talked about their kids.              
The first guy said, 'My              son is my pride and joy.
He started working at a </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/RZDw1bxsOAg/what-does-your-son-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OE9O8hGT896KPDHJhjLnYad8Sfg/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OE9O8hGT896KPDHJhjLnYad8Sfg/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OE9O8hGT896KPDHJhjLnYad8Sfg/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/OE9O8hGT896KPDHJhjLnYad8Sfg/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/RZDw1bxsOAg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/09/what-does-your-son-do.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-7306639972051228505</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 19:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-17T21:05:27.516+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men Jokes</category><title>Why Men Wear Ear Rings</title><atom:summary>I have  often wondered how this trend got started, I now have the answer.

A man  is at work one day when he notices that his co-worker is wearing an earring.  This man knows his co-worker to be a normally conservative fellow, and is  curious about his sudden change in 'fashion sense.'

The man walks up to  him and says, 'I didn't know you were into earrings.'

'Don't make such a  big deal, it's </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/p-5gVQe6lX0/why-men-wear-ear-rings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wGO-BRnAu_Iyub6_Id9eXpgd5ZQ/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wGO-BRnAu_Iyub6_Id9eXpgd5ZQ/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wGO-BRnAu_Iyub6_Id9eXpgd5ZQ/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/wGO-BRnAu_Iyub6_Id9eXpgd5ZQ/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/FindALaugh/~4/p-5gVQe6lX0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><feedburner:origLink>http://findalaugh.blogspot.com/2011/09/why-men-wear-ear-rings.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2328753611832012047.post-5822753720760005294</guid><pubDate>Sat, 17 Sep 2011 18:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-09-17T20:13:33.706+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Men Jokes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women Jokes</category><title>Why Women Shouldn't Take Men Shopping With Them</title><atom:summary>          *After I retired, my wife insisted that I accompany her on her trips to Woolworths. Unfortunately, like most men, I found shopping boring and preferred to get in and get out. Equally          unfortunate, my wife is like most women - she loves to browse. Yesterday my dear wife received the following letter from our local Woolworths.

          Dear Mrs. Jacobs,

          Over the past </atom:summary><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/FindALaugh/~3/lSuUP0JseoM/why-women-shouldnt-take-men-shopping.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (MichelMaling)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sp5pz5xjU9Pt2nJEAAtzvkoqKxw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/Sp5pz5xjU9Pt2nJEAAtzvkoqKxw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
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'Father', he confessed, 'it has been one month since my last  confession... I had sex with Fanny Green twice last month.'  
The priest told the sinner, 'You are forgiven. Go out and say three  Hail Mary's.' 
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