<?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-4806663221861093193</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 02 Sep 2024 08:06:47 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>jokes</category><category>finkstrom</category><category>funny toons</category><title>Laugh a little, Smile a little</title><description></description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (me)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-5516240870978759434</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:39:48.113+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Very Old Mom</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjsmAG1KPWS2ZH1IoasxK662NtM2WIlts7KMphYCqHh86-7w0Leo16JdEW9spO7qtPMw5cs6d8kQTkd9rbOEXa99DI4I4RLjiDcVp6iAVYitV5NmPqsl7Rc_UA7qZtQlbQP9UeG3pdnQL1/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_cat-love-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 220px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjsmAG1KPWS2ZH1IoasxK662NtM2WIlts7KMphYCqHh86-7w0Leo16JdEW9spO7qtPMw5cs6d8kQTkd9rbOEXa99DI4I4RLjiDcVp6iAVYitV5NmPqsl7Rc_UA7qZtQlbQP9UeG3pdnQL1/s400/LOL+gcs_cat-love-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290772492177112562&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;With the help of a fertility specialist, a 65 year old woman has a baby. All her relatives come to visit and meet the newest member of their family. When they ask to see the baby, the 65 year old mother says, &quot;Not yet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later they ask to see the baby again. Again the mother says, &quot;Not yet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally they say, &quot;When can we see the baby?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the mother says, &quot;When the baby cries.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they ask, &quot;Why do we have to wait until the baby cries?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new mother says, &quot;I forgot where I put it.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/very-old-mom.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjsmAG1KPWS2ZH1IoasxK662NtM2WIlts7KMphYCqHh86-7w0Leo16JdEW9spO7qtPMw5cs6d8kQTkd9rbOEXa99DI4I4RLjiDcVp6iAVYitV5NmPqsl7Rc_UA7qZtQlbQP9UeG3pdnQL1/s72-c/LOL+gcs_cat-love-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-7772176793497693375</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:38:44.128+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>A Bird&#39;s Prayer</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmievUYCAgllX5GcEQNXh2bCfDduDxl9YyrL_6SIYaqSY2KAoEJGm9teDr-iGCmxA1TECX0t4ye05mxTtrKSr7xRfWr6vhxolg89CfSYHAwd1muAbDyyQybe0Yc_ozSV9MWpCpMLGE_Bt/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_bunnies-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmievUYCAgllX5GcEQNXh2bCfDduDxl9YyrL_6SIYaqSY2KAoEJGm9teDr-iGCmxA1TECX0t4ye05mxTtrKSr7xRfWr6vhxolg89CfSYHAwd1muAbDyyQybe0Yc_ozSV9MWpCpMLGE_Bt/s400/LOL+gcs_bunnies-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290772233692477810&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A lady approaches a priest and tells him, &quot;Father, l have a problem. I have these two talking female parrots, but they only know how to say one thing.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do they say?&quot; the priest inquired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;They only know how to say, &#39;Hi, we are prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&#39;s terrible!&quot; the priest exclaimed, &quot;but l have a solution to your problem. Bring your two female parrots over to my house and l will put them in with my two male parrots who l taught to pray and read the bible. My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn to worship.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Thank you!&quot; the woman responded. So the next day, the lady brings her female parrots to the priest&#39;s house. The priest&#39;s two parrots are holding rosary beads and praying in their cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady puts her female parrots in with the male parrots and the female parrots say, &quot;Hi, we are prostitutes. Do you want to have some fun?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, &quot;Put the bibles away. Our prayers have been answered!&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/birds-prayer.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlmievUYCAgllX5GcEQNXh2bCfDduDxl9YyrL_6SIYaqSY2KAoEJGm9teDr-iGCmxA1TECX0t4ye05mxTtrKSr7xRfWr6vhxolg89CfSYHAwd1muAbDyyQybe0Yc_ozSV9MWpCpMLGE_Bt/s72-c/LOL+gcs_bunnies-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-1270819288781433876</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:35:55.920+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Two horses</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKw3gIs6J9n55Z6XjmIP7EhbzCMlVxA6dgPEGFpGwJuwaMVFIohORbWmgIBwoFnzUc1CWjhMEiOwWE6ykjaFclLJXQB_P2U_KyWLm3lGaXIvnTEtTHu8vsSByfozIb_n-tm89VHMJpZe8/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_bookish-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKw3gIs6J9n55Z6XjmIP7EhbzCMlVxA6dgPEGFpGwJuwaMVFIohORbWmgIBwoFnzUc1CWjhMEiOwWE6ykjaFclLJXQB_P2U_KyWLm3lGaXIvnTEtTHu8vsSByfozIb_n-tm89VHMJpZe8/s400/LOL+gcs_bookish-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290771473874195522&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A fellow walks into a bar very down on himself. As he walks up to the bar the bartender asks, &quot;what&#39;s the matter?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fellow replies, &quot;well I&#39;ve got these two horses (sniff,sniff), and well... I can&#39;t tell them apart. I don&#39;t know if I&#39;m mixing up riding times or even feeding them the right foods.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartender, feeling sorry for the guy, tries to think of somthing he can do. &quot;Why don&#39;t you try shaving the tail of one of the horses?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man stops crying and says, &quot;that sounds like a good idea, I think I&#39;ll try it.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few months later he comes back to the bar in worse condition than he was before. &quot;What&#39;s the matter now?&quot; the bartender asks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fellow, in no condition to be in public, answers, &quot;I shaved the tail of one of the horses (sob, sob), but it grew back and I can&#39;t tell them apart again!&quot; The bartender, now just wanting him to shut up or leave says, &quot;why don&#39;t you try shaving the mane, maybe that will not grow back.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fellow stops crying, has a few drinks, and leaves. A few months later the fellow is back in the bar. The bartender has never seen anybody in this sorry of a state. Without the bartender even asking the fellow breaks into his problems. &quot;I.. I shaved the (sob) mane of one of the (sniff) horses, and... it... it... grew back!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bartenter, now furious at the guy&#39;s general stupidity, yells, &quot;For crying out loud, just measure the stupid horses. Perhaps one is slightly taller that the other one!&quot; The fellow can not believe what the bartender has said and storms out of the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day the fellow comes running back into the bar as if he had just won the lottery. &quot;It worked, it worked!&quot; he exclaims. &quot;I measured the horses and the black one is two inches taller than the white one!&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/two-horses.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpKw3gIs6J9n55Z6XjmIP7EhbzCMlVxA6dgPEGFpGwJuwaMVFIohORbWmgIBwoFnzUc1CWjhMEiOwWE6ykjaFclLJXQB_P2U_KyWLm3lGaXIvnTEtTHu8vsSByfozIb_n-tm89VHMJpZe8/s72-c/LOL+gcs_bookish-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-3373519113136352659</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:31:45.561+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Taking Troubles to Bed</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw26RnYCUa8WeHwmP4sMUO17pjSkS-SVop9JV2El7sHv8X1mOHbKtEpQDs9LNl1QlWBaHMEDsFCqXwOmIimKbMtMzZMzUjakiEEeUJKMod_-Ub4ea2e_GpWo-WZCSSIzU_5LAyu0ySvMHM/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_bluecap-mylo-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw26RnYCUa8WeHwmP4sMUO17pjSkS-SVop9JV2El7sHv8X1mOHbKtEpQDs9LNl1QlWBaHMEDsFCqXwOmIimKbMtMzZMzUjakiEEeUJKMod_-Ub4ea2e_GpWo-WZCSSIzU_5LAyu0ySvMHM/s400/LOL+gcs_bluecap-mylo-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290770388230335362&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A man went to the doctor complaining of insomnia. The doctor gave him a thorough examination, found absolutely nothing physically wrong with him, and then told him, &quot;Listen, if you ever expect to cure your insomnia, you just have to stop taking your troubles to bed with you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I know,&quot; said the man, &quot;but I can&#39;t. My wife refuses to sleep alone.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/taking-troubles-to-bed.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw26RnYCUa8WeHwmP4sMUO17pjSkS-SVop9JV2El7sHv8X1mOHbKtEpQDs9LNl1QlWBaHMEDsFCqXwOmIimKbMtMzZMzUjakiEEeUJKMod_-Ub4ea2e_GpWo-WZCSSIzU_5LAyu0ySvMHM/s72-c/LOL+gcs_bluecap-mylo-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-6783942313972039615</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:28:23.251+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Opposition</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBhxbH9czheoyoJ7Gay8ldkepC1ipGO8PjO8tx0fKN-v9yQoZ0yC61lOq_wJj2tismxBZd-znUFsFcfvyu7wwyYzOMq0pMuBwTJJm24fzWxTe8ngxrPTF8DflVW14ih0N8LPJKkmsDKLy/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_bluebird-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 360px; height: 240px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBhxbH9czheoyoJ7Gay8ldkepC1ipGO8PjO8tx0fKN-v9yQoZ0yC61lOq_wJj2tismxBZd-znUFsFcfvyu7wwyYzOMq0pMuBwTJJm24fzWxTe8ngxrPTF8DflVW14ih0N8LPJKkmsDKLy/s400/LOL+gcs_bluebird-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290769509509038082&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;The president of a large corporation opened his directors meeting by announcing, &quot;All those who are opposed to the plan I am about to propose will reply by saying, &#39;I resign&#39;.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/opposition.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIBhxbH9czheoyoJ7Gay8ldkepC1ipGO8PjO8tx0fKN-v9yQoZ0yC61lOq_wJj2tismxBZd-znUFsFcfvyu7wwyYzOMq0pMuBwTJJm24fzWxTe8ngxrPTF8DflVW14ih0N8LPJKkmsDKLy/s72-c/LOL+gcs_bluebird-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-213615925715151330</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:26:49.847+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Ordering Mongoose</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCAqXRQRjwzjeU4Z1W0O7ViaF9hlZmIQrg5JbV5nL058bbFTdcSQYYj7PJWcgHvZv8IKzGFm3iToRARx0LA-1GjmD_Z2Qj6718D5FSu4iSsMqxebm1yoEa2MvgfcOp1K_tTtwwoUZc1JWx/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_apple-fairy-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 330px; height: 220px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCAqXRQRjwzjeU4Z1W0O7ViaF9hlZmIQrg5JbV5nL058bbFTdcSQYYj7PJWcgHvZv8IKzGFm3iToRARx0LA-1GjmD_Z2Qj6718D5FSu4iSsMqxebm1yoEa2MvgfcOp1K_tTtwwoUZc1JWx/s400/LOL+gcs_apple-fairy-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290769166204621810&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;The manager of a large city zoo was drafting a letter to order a pair of animals. He sat at his computer and typed the following sentence: &quot;I would like to place an order for two mongooses, to be delivered at your earliest convenience.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stared at the screen, focusing on that odd word mongooses. Then he deleted the word and added another, so that the sentence now read: &quot;I would like to place an order for two mongeese, to be delivered at your earliest convenience.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again he stared at the screen, this time focusing on the new word, which seemed just as odd as the original one. Finally, he deleted the whole sentence and started all over. &quot;Everyone knows no full-stocked zoo should be without a mongoose,&quot; he typed. &quot;Please send us two of them.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/ordering-mongoose.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCAqXRQRjwzjeU4Z1W0O7ViaF9hlZmIQrg5JbV5nL058bbFTdcSQYYj7PJWcgHvZv8IKzGFm3iToRARx0LA-1GjmD_Z2Qj6718D5FSu4iSsMqxebm1yoEa2MvgfcOp1K_tTtwwoUZc1JWx/s72-c/LOL+gcs_apple-fairy-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-5203573763429331703</guid><pubDate>Tue, 13 Jan 2009 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-13T21:23:49.381+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Money Grubbing</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 292px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZRVo3m2xPEQBVJ18SjJ_uB3xrq1WaBIXl1qb_PSoMVacDbIhdu5JYZf3dPto7E6HZ_dtNQlFlMW8X-WuEaBkCamI3KrHl6_vqzKh3UsSeov2vmiA12JTDKMeJMUAqHc6xniJ58X9nFCO/s400/LOL+gcs_angelbaby-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290767892512652066&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;Two women were comparing notes on the difficulties of running a small business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I started a new practice last year,&quot; the first one said. &quot;I insist that each of my employees take at least a week off every three months.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Why in the world would you do that?&quot; the other asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She responded, &quot;It&#39;s the best way I know of to learn which ones I can do without.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2009/01/enforced-vacation.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaZRVo3m2xPEQBVJ18SjJ_uB3xrq1WaBIXl1qb_PSoMVacDbIhdu5JYZf3dPto7E6HZ_dtNQlFlMW8X-WuEaBkCamI3KrHl6_vqzKh3UsSeov2vmiA12JTDKMeJMUAqHc6xniJ58X9nFCO/s72-c/LOL+gcs_angelbaby-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-2430199388354795551</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 15:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T20:44:04.670+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>The First Rule</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioKj45T_hlgThv1KwukCnuZdGpIAurG65dsg26KO5zU6A9MBS74bI8UBx4MmNoOu3YmMBM44qWkhu2UfXBFM9uOFfZxsFRy-JS5Dg3kdDjjnA6Ac_bg_TSYIDL51XDZQPTW-VQ_nbTae4/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_angelminnie-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 280px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioKj45T_hlgThv1KwukCnuZdGpIAurG65dsg26KO5zU6A9MBS74bI8UBx4MmNoOu3YmMBM44qWkhu2UfXBFM9uOFfZxsFRy-JS5Dg3kdDjjnA6Ac_bg_TSYIDL51XDZQPTW-VQ_nbTae4/s400/LOL+gcs_angelminnie-UC.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285229443272749426&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot;   style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse;   font-family:Arial;font-size:14px;&quot;&gt;&lt;h2  style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; font-size:18px;&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; 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After everyone had made it through the chow line, he sat them down and told them, &quot;There are three rules in this mess hall: Shut up! Eat up! Get up!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking to see that he had everyone&#39;s attention, he asked, &quot;What is the first rule?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much to the amusement of the other instructors, 60 privates yelled in unison, &quot;Shut up, Drill Sergeant!&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: separate; font-family: -webkit-monospace; font-size: 13px; white-space: pre-wrap; &quot;&gt;&lt;script type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt;&lt;!-- google_ad_client = &quot;pub-0190418244503118&quot;; google_ad_host = &quot;pub-1599271086004685&quot;; /* 728x90, created 11/28/08 */ google_ad_slot = &quot;4782086610&quot;; google_ad_width = 728; google_ad_height = 90; //--&gt; &lt;/script&gt; &lt;script src=&quot;http://pagead2.googlesyndication.com/pagead/show_ads.js&quot; type=&quot;text/javascript&quot;&gt; &lt;/script&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/first-rule.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiioKj45T_hlgThv1KwukCnuZdGpIAurG65dsg26KO5zU6A9MBS74bI8UBx4MmNoOu3YmMBM44qWkhu2UfXBFM9uOFfZxsFRy-JS5Dg3kdDjjnA6Ac_bg_TSYIDL51XDZQPTW-VQ_nbTae4/s72-c/LOL+gcs_angelminnie-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-6548385519649055974</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 15:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-29T23:08:25.015+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>How Do You Like Your Eggs?</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmVnvgaG-sridkztyEQurCIBgpLLKWGejkXbg2JBELE43UiJrPL-LjHlGmRNB0oxGfN-n2no8_BIdCFNJcw0gNgf5FsI7b0GWv1_iRQGHMj19CU1Husy-7RvJkKkG0_OTCv7WV4GbcNYF/s1600-h/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 253px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmVnvgaG-sridkztyEQurCIBgpLLKWGejkXbg2JBELE43UiJrPL-LjHlGmRNB0oxGfN-n2no8_BIdCFNJcw0gNgf5FsI7b0GWv1_iRQGHMj19CU1Husy-7RvJkKkG0_OTCv7WV4GbcNYF/s400/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285228379558676210&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 14px; &quot;&gt;&lt;h2 style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-size: 18px; margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; &quot;&gt;Jill and John got married. John thought this would be a &quot;marriage of the 90&#39;s&quot; -- equal roles for equal partners. So, the first morning back from their honeymoon, he brought Jill breakfast in bed. Jill wasn&#39;t impressed with his culinary skills, however. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She looked disdainfully at the tray, and snorted, &quot;Poached? I wanted scrambled!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Undaunted, the next morning, John brought his true love a scrambled egg. Jill wasn&#39;t having any of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you think I don&#39;t like variety? I wanted poached this morning!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Determined to please Jill, the next morning he thought, &quot;third time&#39;s a charm&quot; and brought her two eggs -- one scrambled and one poached. &quot;Here, my love, enjoy!&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jill looks at the plate and says, &quot;You scrambled the wrong egg.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-do-you-like-your-eggs.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbmVnvgaG-sridkztyEQurCIBgpLLKWGejkXbg2JBELE43UiJrPL-LjHlGmRNB0oxGfN-n2no8_BIdCFNJcw0gNgf5FsI7b0GWv1_iRQGHMj19CU1Husy-7RvJkKkG0_OTCv7WV4GbcNYF/s72-c/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-7018803482880096684</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 15:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-29T23:04:45.003+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Coffee in Your Eye</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;Apple-style-span&quot; style=&quot;color: rgb(25, 107, 123);&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;A blonde says to a brunette, &#39;&#39;Excuse me, but each time I sip my coffee, my eye seems to hurt.&#39;&#39; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The brunette says, &#39;&#39;Well maybe you should take the spoon out of the cup.&#39;&#39;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/coffee-in-your-eye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3VHyFhX8O8jbiZBAJuQqKK5jQs0QRuMBzR_mnO9HPiM8ie6quWyLs1QW_7eBQGnFleuPentXrAUwIgkP2eMJKHxACZiIhQA62DQEj10e1fxJfnbekHA7g62X9Ev7FqEPgYRdqY38_Py-B/s72-c/LOL+gcs_angelbaby-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-3676262770520811447</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Dec 2008 15:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-29T23:03:45.400+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Benefits of Marriage</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; 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It teaches you loyalty, forbearance, meekness, self-restraint, forgiveness --and a great many other qualities you wouldn&#39;t have needed if you&#39;d stayed single.&quot;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-top: 10px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; &quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/benefits-of-marriage.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh6Jb1ANaM6IMkQ5usSZlaUwdLi2r_HeADWoMoLKYa8YUB_2UTHD__erOg2fD20qnM5TsiVuxUrHqdAU3weLrXs-8LSZnWIFeMJMYfJV03GQDUhRSP7vLoNXxkeE7deEvTzzC76G8UFOGh/s72-c/LOL+gcs_angelbearscathingbees-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-1419109211634056175</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:19:30.363+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Refill</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMlGa5GrjdHnZJJCYazvfyednpJa4zGy0EG6mO5iAPPU_yzwd7pcLeXVQGYlkP5N4aFD6eWPSEPd8RWTGhNe27A34nK4vjBp6xQrwXmb54KvZ6xB8aVVk8ORXQFNJLRUlViMr9vlX8HZ4_/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_birdsinthegarden-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMlGa5GrjdHnZJJCYazvfyednpJa4zGy0EG6mO5iAPPU_yzwd7pcLeXVQGYlkP5N4aFD6eWPSEPd8RWTGhNe27A34nK4vjBp6xQrwXmb54KvZ6xB8aVVk8ORXQFNJLRUlViMr9vlX8HZ4_/s320/LOL+gcs_birdsinthegarden-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282247775365894818&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.arcamax.com/jokes/s-453674-905353&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This guy walks into a coffee shop and asks the waitress: &quot;How much is the coffee?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Coffee is three dollars the waitress said&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;How much is a refill?&quot; the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Free&quot;! said the waitress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Then I&#39;ll take a refill.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/refill.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMlGa5GrjdHnZJJCYazvfyednpJa4zGy0EG6mO5iAPPU_yzwd7pcLeXVQGYlkP5N4aFD6eWPSEPd8RWTGhNe27A34nK4vjBp6xQrwXmb54KvZ6xB8aVVk8ORXQFNJLRUlViMr9vlX8HZ4_/s72-c/LOL+gcs_birdsinthegarden-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-8698033487752440556</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:18:16.561+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Lunch Time</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYWJf8PxICx-ydVGhq3Xftoeea9VWRhyzwYUsBD8jO03oo7wE3KQ0UpRVvK60S4AL_FQ4Yjq__NuDm_AMPCARSVEQSyVeG2Bkv3NorDZ4dTew8qQ-bAe5hwPWw_eKNdSTekmZSHW4HF4S/s1600-h/ddpchocmilkroflmao-vi2555.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 289px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYWJf8PxICx-ydVGhq3Xftoeea9VWRhyzwYUsBD8jO03oo7wE3KQ0UpRVvK60S4AL_FQ4Yjq__NuDm_AMPCARSVEQSyVeG2Bkv3NorDZ4dTew8qQ-bAe5hwPWw_eKNdSTekmZSHW4HF4S/s320/ddpchocmilkroflmao-vi2555.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282247449934467970&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.arcamax.com/jokes/s-453676-166417&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once there were three construction workers. When it was lunchtime one day, they all sat down together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first one opened his lunchbox and said, &quot;Eeew, turkey! I hate turkey!&quot; So he shot himself with a rivet gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one opened his lunchbox and said, &quot;Eeew, ham! I hate ham!&quot; So he jumped off the building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third one opened his box and said, &quot;Eeew, mac and cheese! I hate mac and cheese!&quot; So he ran himself over with a bulldozer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the funeral, their three wives were talking about their lost husbands. The first two were very sad, but the third was rather puzzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first wife said, &quot;I thought he liked turkey!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one said, &quot;I thought he liked ham!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the third one was still puzzled. She said, &quot;I thought he packed his own lunch.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/lunch-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilYWJf8PxICx-ydVGhq3Xftoeea9VWRhyzwYUsBD8jO03oo7wE3KQ0UpRVvK60S4AL_FQ4Yjq__NuDm_AMPCARSVEQSyVeG2Bkv3NorDZ4dTew8qQ-bAe5hwPWw_eKNdSTekmZSHW4HF4S/s72-c/ddpchocmilkroflmao-vi2555.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-735328177589223983</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:17:00.182+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Is God Real?</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5JhmGuyV-ZwS0TfL4kzv5RoEsIWXzz9SVM5jDxE4f-q7yU7_KNa_lMCW7so1sxfMZ6PjCWmUShyphenhyphen3ylHDl_k97hw9gi0t6hoFelz2KdA7apQepJHNewIpbS3KWtutryZNqxAMswdDvsehi/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_bastin_marjolein-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5JhmGuyV-ZwS0TfL4kzv5RoEsIWXzz9SVM5jDxE4f-q7yU7_KNa_lMCW7so1sxfMZ6PjCWmUShyphenhyphen3ylHDl_k97hw9gi0t6hoFelz2KdA7apQepJHNewIpbS3KWtutryZNqxAMswdDvsehi/s320/LOL+gcs_bastin_marjolein-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282246895136940114&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-decoration: none;&quot; href=&quot;http://www.arcamax.com/jokes/s-453683-329841&quot; target=&quot;_blank&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;An atheist professor was teaching a college class at Alabama and he told the class that he was going to prove that there is no God.  He said, &quot;God, if you are real, then I want you to knock me off this platform. I&#39;ll give you 15 minutes!&quot; Ten minutes went by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He kept taunting God, saying, &quot;Here I am, God. I&#39;m still waiting.&quot; He got down to the last couple of minutes and a big 240 pound football player in the class walked up to the professor, hit him full force in the face, and sent him flying from his platform. The professor struggled up, obviously shaken and yelled, &quot;What&#39;s the matter with you? Why did you do that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The football player replied, &quot;God was busy so he sent me.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/is-god-real.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5JhmGuyV-ZwS0TfL4kzv5RoEsIWXzz9SVM5jDxE4f-q7yU7_KNa_lMCW7so1sxfMZ6PjCWmUShyphenhyphen3ylHDl_k97hw9gi0t6hoFelz2KdA7apQepJHNewIpbS3KWtutryZNqxAMswdDvsehi/s72-c/LOL+gcs_bastin_marjolein-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-1524852862405136018</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:14:27.522+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Number of Letters</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqydHiBdo5qdBz9q3KETT0ULDIA8GGKKrcBJoa1YafeaBfk73oF3Td-cgbwpJFH5atz6Lt3AvCejjTm-ovHySEUX_3-EFVzuPLPIXDHxx5_ak_-Tm5EI5XoOS9yjnuIClaxVxijsmBi9uk/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_Gray-PolarBear-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 280px; height: 280px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqydHiBdo5qdBz9q3KETT0ULDIA8GGKKrcBJoa1YafeaBfk73oF3Td-cgbwpJFH5atz6Lt3AvCejjTm-ovHySEUX_3-EFVzuPLPIXDHxx5_ak_-Tm5EI5XoOS9yjnuIClaxVxijsmBi9uk/s320/LOL+gcs_Gray-PolarBear-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282246244393634946&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The teacher was asking here students &quot;How many letters are in the alphabet?&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A student said &quot;18&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher said &quot;Why 18?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student said &quot;Because ET left in a UFO and was chased by the CIA&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/number-of-letters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqydHiBdo5qdBz9q3KETT0ULDIA8GGKKrcBJoa1YafeaBfk73oF3Td-cgbwpJFH5atz6Lt3AvCejjTm-ovHySEUX_3-EFVzuPLPIXDHxx5_ak_-Tm5EI5XoOS9yjnuIClaxVxijsmBi9uk/s72-c/LOL+gcs_Gray-PolarBear-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-6202186952509387025</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:08:55.163+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>A Fishing Lure</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_Q3TEub3-YDwxHlXr1qoqCP1KNcSaFweP91sRngQfA4QtaRdT34XBjNfddvunL3AG5eMgMqwbf6dak350081xx9bUKNooq7QuLZRYGVMJFm_c5DHN31f7KkdLxsZ4eUuJ6r_AsXpYA3C/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_ladybouquet-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_Q3TEub3-YDwxHlXr1qoqCP1KNcSaFweP91sRngQfA4QtaRdT34XBjNfddvunL3AG5eMgMqwbf6dak350081xx9bUKNooq7QuLZRYGVMJFm_c5DHN31f7KkdLxsZ4eUuJ6r_AsXpYA3C/s320/LOL+gcs_ladybouquet-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282245025123733282&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A couple of young boys were fishing at their special pond off the beaten track.  All of a sudden, the Game Warden jumped out of the bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, one of the boys threw his rod down and started running through the woods like a bat out of hell.  The Game Warden was hot on his heels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about a half mile, the young man stopped and stooped over with his hands on his thighs to catch his breath, so the Game Warden finally caught up to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Let&#39;s see yer fishin&#39; license, Boy!&quot;  the Warden gasped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With that, the boy pulled out his wallet and gave the Game Warden a valid fishing license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, son,&quot;  said the Game Warden.  &quot;You must be about as dumb as a box of rocks!  You don&#39;t have to run from me if you have a valid license!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, sir,&quot;  replied the young guy.  &quot;But my friend back there, well, he don&#39;t have one.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/fishing-lure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ_Q3TEub3-YDwxHlXr1qoqCP1KNcSaFweP91sRngQfA4QtaRdT34XBjNfddvunL3AG5eMgMqwbf6dak350081xx9bUKNooq7QuLZRYGVMJFm_c5DHN31f7KkdLxsZ4eUuJ6r_AsXpYA3C/s72-c/LOL+gcs_ladybouquet-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-8848034368894992704</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:06:06.794+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Chicago Police Department</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieIjBWGYBmkAXQD5WW1I3RfvB0x3PGGrxs7DIQmey0uvRd_jqLsREGy2ZG6Dd1vWDCS-S5wLY27-kCueGqt2mMC5LqUNBba4erW9qjMhKvXXzXEgr_PFh2ssVARq57fdhTFU9A2QoAdBE1/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_ladycrochet-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieIjBWGYBmkAXQD5WW1I3RfvB0x3PGGrxs7DIQmey0uvRd_jqLsREGy2ZG6Dd1vWDCS-S5wLY27-kCueGqt2mMC5LqUNBba4erW9qjMhKvXXzXEgr_PFh2ssVARq57fdhTFU9A2QoAdBE1/s320/LOL+gcs_ladycrochet-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282244258252332850&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;In an effort to determine the top crime fighting agency in the country, the president narrowed the field to three finalist, the CIA, the FBI, and the Chicago Police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three remaining contenders were given the task of catching a rabbit which was released into the forest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CIA went into the forest. They placed animal informants throughout. They questioned all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of extensive investigation they concluded that rabbits do not exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FBI went into the forest. After two weeks without a capture, they burned the forest killing everything in it, including the rabbit. They made no apologies. The rabbit deserved it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The CPD went into the forest. They came out two hours later with a badly beaten bear. The bear was yelling &quot;Okay, Okay, I&#39;m a rabbit, I&#39;m a rabbit&quot;.  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/chicago-police-department.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieIjBWGYBmkAXQD5WW1I3RfvB0x3PGGrxs7DIQmey0uvRd_jqLsREGy2ZG6Dd1vWDCS-S5wLY27-kCueGqt2mMC5LqUNBba4erW9qjMhKvXXzXEgr_PFh2ssVARq57fdhTFU9A2QoAdBE1/s72-c/LOL+gcs_ladycrochet-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-3225492531574225171</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 14:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:04:39.640+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Fascinating</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Ndjn3XL3d-ZYJNnPjUzU6ZVRORLR4UKpskCrdAY3qWiXbysV1pbA-rkeNg_uat4cDES-NPF28uwEx8XJV9ecALSoasXxTD6DCZb95a-ia8Ro3pBMVGJ3oIOl_sD25si-76S2MKgMS5_q/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Ndjn3XL3d-ZYJNnPjUzU6ZVRORLR4UKpskCrdAY3qWiXbysV1pbA-rkeNg_uat4cDES-NPF28uwEx8XJV9ecALSoasXxTD6DCZb95a-ia8Ro3pBMVGJ3oIOl_sD25si-76S2MKgMS5_q/s320/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282243909648038002&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A teacher asks her class if anyone can use the word fascinate in a sentence. Brian raises his hand and says, &quot;The sky is fascinating.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher says, &quot;No that&#39;s fascinating.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer raises her hand and says, &quot;When I saw the tigers at the zoo I was fascinated.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher says, &quot;No that&#39;s fascinated.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So finally Little Johnny raises his hand and says, &quot;My mom bought a new blouse with 12 pearl buttons, but she&#39;s so big she could only fasten eight!  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/fascinating.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9Ndjn3XL3d-ZYJNnPjUzU6ZVRORLR4UKpskCrdAY3qWiXbysV1pbA-rkeNg_uat4cDES-NPF28uwEx8XJV9ecALSoasXxTD6DCZb95a-ia8Ro3pBMVGJ3oIOl_sD25si-76S2MKgMS5_q/s72-c/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-6897778243784853570</guid><pubDate>Sun, 21 Dec 2008 13:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-21T22:02:55.317+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Grand Delusions</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSvsEshd5mVyIo2Y1mTQyCjKyMf7x-aOIpwHFiXd6Z5hoGeXwAguDxJpw9VFNOtcwMcjBAYVGysoFUEv8yFPW0SZfnYEB8ZnDTpF2UUIpC3URJGD2wTKLDiwFGYQ25Gei1IJuE6ba6Z33/s1600-h/toofunnytatty.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 164px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSvsEshd5mVyIo2Y1mTQyCjKyMf7x-aOIpwHFiXd6Z5hoGeXwAguDxJpw9VFNOtcwMcjBAYVGysoFUEv8yFPW0SZfnYEB8ZnDTpF2UUIpC3URJGD2wTKLDiwFGYQ25Gei1IJuE6ba6Z33/s320/toofunnytatty.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282243401765867810&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;When the new patient was settled comfortably on the couch, the physiatrist began his therapy session, &quot;I&#39;m not aware of your problem,&quot; the doctor said. &quot;So perhaps, you should start at the very beginning.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Of course.&quot; replied the patient. &quot;In the beginning, I created the Heavens and the Earth...&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/grand-delusions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDSvsEshd5mVyIo2Y1mTQyCjKyMf7x-aOIpwHFiXd6Z5hoGeXwAguDxJpw9VFNOtcwMcjBAYVGysoFUEv8yFPW0SZfnYEB8ZnDTpF2UUIpC3URJGD2wTKLDiwFGYQ25Gei1IJuE6ba6Z33/s72-c/toofunnytatty.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-5447015736784140219</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T00:42:03.702+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Best Marksman</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLtMVQPc4uaHaqb4XMF1kuEHrYBzzR14ZqqCGrgI8Y2ud9MK5an2XjQ1pDvRA3I_AdBL5jB8xXAUcb8vcFh0V-zr8mcecdK5pPnJWuJ7eGKoejEIC29BeXitR01ts4H_iKCtsCB1Fr5mh/s1600-h/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 202px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLtMVQPc4uaHaqb4XMF1kuEHrYBzzR14ZqqCGrgI8Y2ud9MK5an2XjQ1pDvRA3I_AdBL5jB8xXAUcb8vcFh0V-zr8mcecdK5pPnJWuJ7eGKoejEIC29BeXitR01ts4H_iKCtsCB1Fr5mh/s320/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279686910434033218&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;One of the best marksmen in the FBI was passing through a small town. Everywhere he saw evidences of the most amazing shooting. On trees, on walls, and on fences there were numerous bull&#39;s-eyes with the bullet hole in dead center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The FBI man asked one of the townsmen if he could meet the person responsible for this wonderful marksmanship. The man turned out to be the village idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;This is the best marksmanship I have ever seen,&quot; said the FBI man. &quot;How in the world do you do it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Nothing to it,&quot; said the idiot. &quot;I shoot first and draw the circles afterward.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/best-marksman.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhsLtMVQPc4uaHaqb4XMF1kuEHrYBzzR14ZqqCGrgI8Y2ud9MK5an2XjQ1pDvRA3I_AdBL5jB8xXAUcb8vcFh0V-zr8mcecdK5pPnJWuJ7eGKoejEIC29BeXitR01ts4H_iKCtsCB1Fr5mh/s72-c/CaritaJensenToucansLOL3433555543.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-2531923100196763183</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T00:40:34.453+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Sheriff and Vet</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMshRNWq7zWDEIPpvpLHfmhZunlyjwdgtHFNiqD471-Bt1-7XRoC85sQWE2ApZEZFuHXQII-CmoX_8Q7JpAUdY4L9NBVvUK6HJpEbIhqhxIM3eJx0TJucJjlJnjSKjlcixozkcU_vWZoC/s1600-h/BAABAABABY-DA-REALFUNNY.gif&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 305px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMshRNWq7zWDEIPpvpLHfmhZunlyjwdgtHFNiqD471-Bt1-7XRoC85sQWE2ApZEZFuHXQII-CmoX_8Q7JpAUdY4L9NBVvUK6HJpEbIhqhxIM3eJx0TJucJjlJnjSKjlcixozkcU_vWZoC/s320/BAABAABABY-DA-REALFUNNY.gif&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279686532807827154&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sheriff of a small town was also the town&#39;s animal Vet. One night the phone rang, and his wife answered. An agitated voice inquired, &quot;Is your husband there?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you require his services as a sheriff or as a vet?&quot; the wife asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Both!&quot; was the reply. &quot;We can&#39;t get our dog&#39;s mouth open, and there&#39;s a burglar in it.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/sheriff-and-vet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXMshRNWq7zWDEIPpvpLHfmhZunlyjwdgtHFNiqD471-Bt1-7XRoC85sQWE2ApZEZFuHXQII-CmoX_8Q7JpAUdY4L9NBVvUK6HJpEbIhqhxIM3eJx0TJucJjlJnjSKjlcixozkcU_vWZoC/s72-c/BAABAABABY-DA-REALFUNNY.gif" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-8990283371072238427</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T00:39:23.215+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Clear Off</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jK8E9E8bm_EOjq_mhj8FDL-hnr1BvUbBwNycqQ14O_Bur7B1dMrjMIq8uRR4if7t5yow5A-ztmDW3H1YH0kkAxPIbcdgYuBrpBo20qgpjiCjg-x65s-EFcKLHHZLXfm1pCtCoYgzDbii/s1600-h/!cid_1780CE92-444E-45A4-BC1E-93094D73B386.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jK8E9E8bm_EOjq_mhj8FDL-hnr1BvUbBwNycqQ14O_Bur7B1dMrjMIq8uRR4if7t5yow5A-ztmDW3H1YH0kkAxPIbcdgYuBrpBo20qgpjiCjg-x65s-EFcKLHHZLXfm1pCtCoYgzDbii/s320/!cid_1780CE92-444E-45A4-BC1E-93094D73B386.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279686168769679026&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A rookie police officer was out for his first ride in a cruiser with an experienced partner. A call came in telling them to disperse some people who were loitering. The officers drove to the street and observed a small crowd standing on a corner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rookie rolled down his window and said, &quot;Let&#39;s get off the corner people.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few glances, but no one moved, so he barked again, &quot;Let&#39;s get off that corner... NOW!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intimidated, the group of people began to leave, casting puzzled stares in his direction. Proud of his first official act, the young policeman turned to his partner and asked, &quot;Well, how did I do?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Pretty good,&quot; chuckled the vet, &quot;especially since this is a bus stop.&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/clear-off.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3jK8E9E8bm_EOjq_mhj8FDL-hnr1BvUbBwNycqQ14O_Bur7B1dMrjMIq8uRR4if7t5yow5A-ztmDW3H1YH0kkAxPIbcdgYuBrpBo20qgpjiCjg-x65s-EFcKLHHZLXfm1pCtCoYgzDbii/s72-c/!cid_1780CE92-444E-45A4-BC1E-93094D73B386.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-2777407812814255717</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T00:37:39.093+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Sixteen Times</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLd7YWdi1wn6e1oSBLwiMcyvTbtvqgLsfa2nQENSHyMbQTIh12zmWFT7XQjQYnK97Pgwhj6m_b2N6FGy_NHebQuKIZRhYydFnxNULHm6cHc23e47oReocs7cclS9qSbaiF3-ztramQCmL-/s1600-h/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 155px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLd7YWdi1wn6e1oSBLwiMcyvTbtvqgLsfa2nQENSHyMbQTIh12zmWFT7XQjQYnK97Pgwhj6m_b2N6FGy_NHebQuKIZRhYydFnxNULHm6cHc23e47oReocs7cclS9qSbaiF3-ztramQCmL-/s320/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279685795000241282&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;A little boy was attending his first wedding. After the service, his cousin asked him, &quot;How many women can a man marry?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sixteen,&quot; the boy responded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His cousin was amazed that he had an answer so quickly. &quot;How do you know that?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Easy,&quot; the little boy said. &quot;All you have to do is add it up, like the Bishop said: 4 better, 4 worse, 4 richer, 4 poorer&quot;  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/sixteen-times.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLd7YWdi1wn6e1oSBLwiMcyvTbtvqgLsfa2nQENSHyMbQTIh12zmWFT7XQjQYnK97Pgwhj6m_b2N6FGy_NHebQuKIZRhYydFnxNULHm6cHc23e47oReocs7cclS9qSbaiF3-ztramQCmL-/s72-c/LOL+gcs_Santafriends-UC.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4806663221861093193.post-470319808868968008</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Dec 2008 16:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T00:36:33.704+08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jokes</category><title>Paddy Sez</title><description>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrECCGUT13oK2OG8KUcfNFpJqnyUCsZTJgWih69lfbaexV4LtSi4XuSywNNUrlKXAxXc_UXPNu6f8PSzRfhkbgfCrCobd7Tn3d6_tMKK-CCepurahvr5ESKCDG4Q58yNO3QL5tue_6rMte/s1600-h/seatLOL.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 275px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrECCGUT13oK2OG8KUcfNFpJqnyUCsZTJgWih69lfbaexV4LtSi4XuSywNNUrlKXAxXc_UXPNu6f8PSzRfhkbgfCrCobd7Tn3d6_tMKK-CCepurahvr5ESKCDG4Q58yNO3QL5tue_6rMte/s320/seatLOL.jpg&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279685508540982082&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;      &lt;p style=&quot;margin: 10px 0px;&quot;&gt;Paddy the Earthling: We put a man on the moon in 1969.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy the Martian: Big deal! We&#39;re going to send a team to the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy the Earthling: You&#39;re mad! They&#39;ll be burned up before they even get close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paddy the Martian: We&#39;re not that stupid! We&#39;re sending them up at night!  &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://laughalittlesmilealittle.blogspot.com/2008/12/paddy-sez.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (me)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrECCGUT13oK2OG8KUcfNFpJqnyUCsZTJgWih69lfbaexV4LtSi4XuSywNNUrlKXAxXc_UXPNu6f8PSzRfhkbgfCrCobd7Tn3d6_tMKK-CCepurahvr5ESKCDG4Q58yNO3QL5tue_6rMte/s72-c/seatLOL.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>