<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 03:07:09 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Funs Humour Laughter Satire </title><description>One Stop Blog 2 Enjoy Lighter Side Of Life With Family And Friends In A Clean Environment</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>371</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-3970288053496743752</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2018 15:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-05-20T20:38:09.517+05:30</atom:updated><title>The Golf Ball </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Two friends went out to play golf and were about to tee off, when one fellow noticed that his partner had but one golf ball.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;Don&#39;t you have at least one other golf ball?&quot; he asked. The other guy replied that no, he only needed the one. &quot;Are you sure?&quot; the friend persisted. &quot;What happens if you lose that ball?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The other guy replied, &quot;This is a very special golf ball. I won&#39;t lose it, so I don&#39;t need another one.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;Well,&quot; the friend asked, &quot;what happens if you miss your shot and the ball goes in the lake?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;That&#39;s okay,&quot; he replied. &quot;This special golf ball floats. I&#39;ll be able to retrieve it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;Well, what happens if you hit it into the trees and it gets lost among the bushes and shrubs?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The other guy replied, &quot;That&#39;s okay too. You see, this special golf ball has a homing beacon. I&#39;ll be able to get it back -- no problem.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Exasperated, the friend asked, &quot;Okay. Let&#39;s say our game goes late, the sun goes down, and you hit your ball into a sand trap. What are you going to do then?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;&quot;No problem,&quot; said the other guy. &quot;You see, this ball is fluorescent. I&#39;ll be able to see it in the dark.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;Finally satisfied that he needed only the one golf ball, the friend asked, &quot;Hey, where did you get a golf ball like that anyway?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The other guy replied, &quot;I found it.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2018/05/the-golf-ball.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-3678992854548332804</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2018 14:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-05-20T20:26:53.428+05:30</atom:updated><title>CELEBRITY RESTAURANT </title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A new celebrity restaurant chain is opening up nationwide. It is a partnership between Kareem Abdul Jabarr, Ryan Coffee, and Sugar Ray Leonard.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re going to call it: &quot;Coffee, with Kareem and Sugar&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2018/05/celebrity-restaurant.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-828712740200666569</guid><pubDate>Sun, 26 Jun 2016 15:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-26T20:49:48.767+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;A priest, a rabbi, a doctor and a lawyer are gathered at a mutual friend&#39;s graveside to mourn his passing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The priest says to the others, &quot;I think our good friend would have liked to take something with him to his next life.&quot; He pulls a $100 bill from his wallet and drops it on the casket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The rabbi agrees, &quot;That&#39;s a fine idea,&quot; and drops his own $100 bill on the casket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The doctor, not to be outdone, does the same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: medium;&quot;&gt;The lawyer murmurs, &quot;What a wonderful thought,&quot; as he gazes down at their friend&#39;s casket. Whipping out his pen, he quickly writes a check for $400, drops it into the grave and takes the three $100 bills as change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot; /&gt;&lt;i style=&quot;background-color: white; color: #222222; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Received from Thomas Ellsworth.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/06/a-priest-rabbi-doctor-and-lawyer-are.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-3912669509874869749</guid><pubDate>Thu, 23 Jun 2016 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-23T19:45:52.580+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;A teacher was asked to fill out a questionnaire. One question&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;asked, &quot;Give two reasons for entering the teaching profession.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;The teacher wrote, &quot;July and August.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/06/a-teacher-was-asked-to-fill-out.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-5904030414949767278</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Jun 2016 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-22T19:14:32.210+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: yellow; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;In the News:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It happened again. Yesterday yet another person jumped the White&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;House fence. On the bright side, at least Michelle Obama is&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;finally getting more Americans to exercise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/06/in-news-it-happened-again.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4470959759992955109</guid><pubDate>Sun, 19 Jun 2016 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-06-19T17:19:56.850+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: orange; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;leaning unnecessary.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/06/a-mother-is-not-person-to-lean-on-but.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4434365066668527843</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 May 2016 14:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-05-23T19:38:07.680+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;An Apple computer built by Steve Jobs in his garage in 1976 sold&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;for nearly $1 million. It makes it the most affordable Apple&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;product currently on the market.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;It&#39;s United Nations Day. The U.N. Is the world&#39;s foremost&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;institution for drafting strongly worded letters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/05/an-apple-computer-built-by-steve-jobs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-1853177320196480830</guid><pubDate>Fri, 20 May 2016 12:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-05-20T17:41:25.122+05:30</atom:updated><title>Sacred Duty</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;An organization of University of North Carolina athletic boosters expressed shock and outrage today over a report that a few members of U.N.C. sports teams may have taken real classes, despite the widespread availability of fake ones. A spokesman for the university was quick to say that the cases of athletes taking&amp;nbsp;real classes appeared to be &quot;isolated incidents, but as a&amp;nbsp;university, it is our sacred duty to protect our athletes from education. We can -- and we must -- do better.&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/05/sacred-duty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-1015929538691730246</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Feb 2016 13:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-18T19:11:09.264+05:30</atom:updated><title>The Invisible Man!</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #444444;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Invisible Man&#39;s favorite soup: vanishing cream of mushroom&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;The Invisible Man&#39;s favorite drink: evaporated milk&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;The Invisible Man&#39;s favorite game: Etch A Sketch, because it makes images disappear&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;The Invisible Man&#39;s favorite article of clothing: See-Through Panty Hose&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;The Invisible Man&#39;s favorite letter of the alphabet: W, because it turns &quot;here&quot; into &quot;where?&quot;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/02/the-invisible-man.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-6865598900095846106</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2016 15:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-17T21:27:13.172+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #444444;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;When one engine fails on a multi-engine airplane, you always have enough power left to get you to the scene of the crash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/02/when-one-engine-fails-on-multi-engine.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-2449621375751954522</guid><pubDate>Tue, 16 Feb 2016 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2016-02-17T09:17:19.077+05:30</atom:updated><title>Black Death</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;An elderly parish priest was tending his garden near a convent&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;when a passerby stopped to inquire after the priest&#39;s much-loved&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;roses. &quot;Not bad,&quot; said the priest, &quot;but they suffer from a&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;disease peculiar to this area known as the black death.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;What on earth is that?&quot; asked the passerby.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: arial, sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: white; font-family: &amp;quot;arial&amp;quot; , sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&quot;Nuns ... with scissors.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2016/02/black-death.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-812189939625564324</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2015 07:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-22T13:24:59.575+05:30</atom:updated><title>Made For Each Other!!</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;They&#39;re perfectly matched ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... he&#39;s a history professor and she likes dates.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... he&#39;s a comedian and her whole life is a joke.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... she&#39;s a clown and he looks funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... she likes to jog and he&#39;s on the run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... she&#39;s a geologist and he has rocks in his head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
... she&#39;s a mermaid and there&#39;s something fishy about him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2015/10/made-for-each-other.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4368691077623646492</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2015 14:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-21T19:49:09.504+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I was asked to provide a reference for a former employee&lt;br /&gt;
who was infamous for doing nothing. On the form was the&lt;br /&gt;
question: &quot;Was this person a steady worker?&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
I entered, &quot;Not just steady, but motionless&quot;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2015/10/i-was-asked-to-provide-reference-for.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4223704360594724933</guid><pubDate>Mon, 30 Mar 2015 06:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-30T11:33:19.922+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Q: What do you call two spiders who just got married?&lt;br /&gt;
A: Newly Webs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Q: Two men meet as one is going into a rest room and the other&lt;br /&gt;
is coming out. What are their nationalities?&lt;br /&gt;
A: One is Russian and the other is Finnish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
All I can find is this old wrapping paper. Oh well, I guess&lt;br /&gt;
it&#39;ll have to do for the present.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2015/03/q-what-do-you-call-two-spiders-who-just.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4912382511527062579</guid><pubDate>Fri, 27 Mar 2015 03:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-27T08:56:03.873+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;I work for an airline reservations office and was describing&lt;br /&gt;
the rules for a deep-discount airfare to a customer. I ended&lt;br /&gt;
by saying &quot;This fare doesn&#39;t allow any checked baggage.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;That&#39;s okay,&quot; the customer responded quickly. &quot;Mine are&lt;br /&gt;
striped.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2015/03/i-work-for-airline-reservations-office.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-552743410155865703</guid><pubDate>Thu, 26 Mar 2015 07:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-03-26T12:41:10.819+05:30</atom:updated><title>How to manage a Football Team!</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;The University of North Carolina football team has&lt;br /&gt;
announced plans to expand to three squads next year.&lt;br /&gt;
One squad will play offense, another will play defense&lt;br /&gt;
and the third will attend classes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2015/03/how-to-manage-football-team.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-5046822057928999732</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Nov 2014 22:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-16T04:11:19.627+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;My one regret in life is that I am not someone else.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/my-one-regret-in-life-is-that-i-am-not.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-3504336508587668876</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Nov 2014 11:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-11T17:07:35.311+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;12 Step Program For The Do-It-Yourself Handyman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;1. If you can&#39;t find a screwdriver, use a knife. If you break&lt;br /&gt;
off the tip, it&#39;s an improved screwdriver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2. Try to work alone. An audience is rarely any help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3. Above all, if what you&#39;ve done is stupid but it works, then&lt;br /&gt;
it isn&#39;t stupid.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
4. Work in the kitchen whenever you can ... many fine tools are&lt;br /&gt;
there, it&#39;s warm and dry, and you are close to the refrigerator.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
5. If it&#39;s electronic, get a new one ... or consult a twelve-&lt;br /&gt;
year-old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
6. Stay simple minded: Get a new battery; replace the bulb or&lt;br /&gt;
fuse; see if the tank is empty; try plugging it in or flipping&lt;br /&gt;
the switch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
7. If all else fails, just paint over it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
8. Always take credit for miracles. If you dropped the alarm&lt;br /&gt;
clock while taking it apart and it suddenly starts working,&lt;br /&gt;
you&#39;ve fixed it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
9. Regardless of what people say, kicking, pounding, and&lt;br /&gt;
throwing sometimes DOES help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
10. If something looks level, it *is* level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
11. Except for washing machines. Even when six levels say&lt;br /&gt;
they&#39;re level, they&#39;re *never* level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
12. If at first you don&#39;t succeed, redefine success.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/12-step-program-for-do-it-yourself.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-1705571466346543418</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Nov 2014 12:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-08T18:23:48.198+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Two blondes go bear hunting. On their way up they pass a&lt;br /&gt;
sign saying &quot;Bear Left&quot;. So they turned around and went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/two-blondes-go-bear-hunting.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-7359409954376000090</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2014 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-10-21T19:47:15.064+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&quot;We [the English] have really everything in common with&lt;br /&gt;
America nowadays except, of course, language.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/we-english-have-really-everything-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-2471504377632233108</guid><pubDate>Thu, 06 Nov 2014 16:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-06T21:37:57.519+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Many years ago in a small Italian town, a merchant had the&lt;br /&gt;
misfortune of owing a large sum of money to the moneylender.&lt;br /&gt;
The moneylender, who was old and ugly, fancied the&lt;br /&gt;
merchant&#39;s beautiful daughter so he proposed a bargain. He&lt;br /&gt;
said he would forgo the merchant&#39;s debt if he could marry&lt;br /&gt;
the merchant&#39;s daughter. Both the merchant and his daughter&lt;br /&gt;
were horrified by the proposal. The cunning money lender&lt;br /&gt;
suggested that they let providence decide the matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The moneylender told them that he would put a black pebble&lt;br /&gt;
and a white pebble into a bag. The girl would then pick one&lt;br /&gt;
pebble from the bag. If she picked the black pebble, she&lt;br /&gt;
would become the moneylender&#39;s wife and her father&#39;s debt&lt;br /&gt;
would be forgiven. If she picked the white pebble her&lt;br /&gt;
father&#39;s debt would still be forgiven but she would not have&lt;br /&gt;
to marry the moneylender. But if she refused the deal, the&lt;br /&gt;
moneylender would report to the authorities and her father&lt;br /&gt;
would be thrown into jail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
They were standing on a pebble-strewn path in the merchant&#39;s&lt;br /&gt;
garden. As they talked, the moneylender bent over to pick up&lt;br /&gt;
two pebbles. As he picked them up, the sharp-eyed girl&lt;br /&gt;
noticed that he had picked up two black pebbles and put them&lt;br /&gt;
into the bag. He then asked the girl to pick her pebble from&lt;br /&gt;
the bag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
What would you have done?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
1. Refuse to take a pebble.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
2. Show that there were two black pebbles in the bag and&lt;br /&gt;
expose the moneylender as a cheat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
3. Pick a black pebble and sacrifice herself to save her&lt;br /&gt;
father from his debt and imprisonment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
The answer: None of the above. The girl put her hand into the&lt;br /&gt;
bag and drew out a pebble. Without looking at it, she fumbled&lt;br /&gt;
and let it fall onto the pebble-strewn path where it&lt;br /&gt;
immediately became lost among all the other pebbles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Oh, how clumsy of me,&quot; she said. &quot;But never mind, if you look&lt;br /&gt;
into the bag for the one that is left, you will be able to&lt;br /&gt;
tell which pebble I picked.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/many-years-ago-in-small-italian-town.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-2762981253308521253</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Nov 2014 14:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-04T19:45:47.242+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: #444444;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Law of Medicine: if you don&#39;t feel well, make an appointment to go to the doctor - By the time you get there you&#39;ll feel better.&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br style=&quot;font-family: arial,sans-serif;&quot; /&gt;Corollary: If you don&#39;t make an appointment you&#39;ll stay sick.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/the-law-of-medicine-if-you-dont-feel.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-7406308459567848244</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Nov 2014 16:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-11-02T22:21:07.247+05:30</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;background-color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: white;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;A new study by the University of Minnesota indicates that fear of contracting the Ebola virus is highest among Americans who did not &lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;pay attention during math and science classes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/11/a-new-study-by-university-of-minnesota.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-4912298368158819473</guid><pubDate>Fri, 31 Oct 2014 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-31T10:30:31.717+05:30</atom:updated><title>Need to wash!!</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
I&#39;ve decided that hygiene is in the eye of the beholder. One&lt;br /&gt;
lunchtime as I watched the woman in the sandwich shop&lt;br /&gt;
spread mayonnaise on my bread, I noticed part of her grubby&lt;br /&gt;
work shirt was dragging across it.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Excuse me,&quot; I ventured, &quot;your sleeve is in the mayo.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;No problem,&quot; she reassured me. &quot;I need to wash it anyway.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/10/need-to-wash.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7910542311728229198.post-1290331041268288444</guid><pubDate>Wed, 22 Oct 2014 17:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2014-10-22T22:39:54.672+05:30</atom:updated><title>Blonde Vs Blonde</title><description>&lt;div dir=&quot;ltr&quot; style=&quot;text-align: left;&quot; trbidi=&quot;on&quot;&gt;
A blonde was speeding in a 25 mile per hour&lt;br /&gt;
residental zone when a local police cruiser pulled&lt;br /&gt;
her over.&lt;br /&gt;
The female police officer who walked up to the car&lt;br /&gt;
also happened to be a blonde.&lt;br /&gt;
She asked for the blonde&#39;s driver&#39;s license.&lt;br /&gt;
The driver searched frantically in her purse for a&lt;br /&gt;
while and finally said to the blonde policewoman,&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;What does a driver&#39;s license look like?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;
Irritated, the blonde cop said, &quot;Don&#39;t be a&lt;br /&gt;
smartass!, it&#39;s got your picture on it!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
The blonde driver frantically searched her purse&lt;br /&gt;
again and found a small, rectangular mirror down&lt;br /&gt;
at the bottom.&lt;br /&gt;
She held it up to her face and said, &quot;Aha! This must&lt;br /&gt;
be my driver&#39;s license&quot;, then handed it to the&lt;br /&gt;
blonde policewoman.&lt;br /&gt;
The blonde cop looked in the mirror, handed it&lt;br /&gt;
back to the driver and said, &quot;You&#39;re free to go.&lt;br /&gt;
And, if I had known you were a police officer too,&lt;br /&gt;
we could have avoided all of this.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;
</description><link>http://funshumour.blogspot.com/2014/10/blonde-vs-blonde.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (R S Das)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>