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/><category term="stress" /><category term="personal" /><category term="old" /><category term="law" /><category term="timone" /><category term="thirteen" /><category term="prank" /><category term="bear" /><category term="drunk" /><category term="politician" /><category term="happy" /><category term="dog" /><category term="award" /><category term="daft" /><category term="life" /><category term="face" /><category term="day" /><category term="hole" /><category term="good husband" /><category term="wisdom" /><category term="humor. humour" /><category term="cinema" /><category term="history" /><category term="queen" /><category term="god" /><category term="fishing" /><category term="house" /><category term="peppermint" /><category term="microsoft" /><category term="joke" /><category term="jogging" /><category term="traffic" /><category term="fiction" /><category term="warning" /><category term="fat" /><category term="clean" /><title>Mulled Madness</title><subtitle type="html">Mad, funny, silly, cute, quirky, weird and whatever.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/MulledMadness" /><feedburner:info uri="mulledmadness" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUcDSHczcSp7ImA9WxNQGUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-193141966596667848</id><published>2009-09-26T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:11:19.989-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-09-26T05:11:19.989-07:00</app:edited><title>Moved!!</title><summary type="html">MULLEDVINE.COMI have set up a Google Friends Connect widget on mulledvine.com if you'd like to join.  If you're a current follower please rejoin on the new site.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/_8zXi5rJBgY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/193141966596667848?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/193141966596667848?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/_8zXi5rJBgY/moved.html" title="Moved!!" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SmbqtTM5loI/AAAAAAAABGU/8xKuBqCbpPU/s72-c/logo.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/moved.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkUNSX4yeip7ImA9WxJbEUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-3010646396151394345</id><published>2009-07-21T00:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T00:11:38.092-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-21T00:11:38.092-07:00</app:edited><title>New Blog</title><summary type="html">Just to let you know that it will go a bit quiet on the blogging front as I am moving all my blogs to mulledvine.com.  Feel free to have a preview but it is a bit rough still, particularly the logo (since I have very few artistic skills!)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/zlYt3_7jaYs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3010646396151394345?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3010646396151394345?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/zlYt3_7jaYs/new-blog.html" title="New Blog" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/new-blog.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ACQXwzeyp7ImA9WxJbEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-425883943867221254</id><published>2009-07-19T06:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T06:56:00.283-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T06:56:00.283-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="logic" /><title>Logic</title><summary type="html">Two guys, Cameron and Nyiko are sitting at their favourite bar, drinkingbeer.Cameron turns to Nyiko and says, "You know, I'm tired of going throughlife without an education. Tomorrow I think I'll go to the communitycollege and sign up for some classes." Nyiko agrees that it's a goodidea.The next day, Cameron goes down to the college and meets the Dean ofAdmissions, who signs him up for four basic&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/9Y6m4yMKv7Q" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/425883943867221254?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/425883943867221254?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/9Y6m4yMKv7Q/logic.html" title="Logic" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sl8x0VQt9sI/AAAAAAAABGM/yThaE0AB_3I/s72-c/logic.gif" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/logic.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w4fyp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-1470386657059287069</id><published>2009-07-18T01:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.237-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.237-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="police" /><title>Police Test</title><summary type="html">A man is seeking to join the Police Force.The interviewing Sergeant says: "Your qualifications all look good, but there is an attitude suitability test that you must take before you can be accepted."Then, sliding a pistol across the desk, he says: "Take this pistol and go out and shoot six illegal immigrants, six Catholics, six Muslim terrorists, and a rabbit.”"Why the rabbit?" asks the man, &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/gvg0akO_dhA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/1470386657059287069?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/1470386657059287069?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/gvg0akO_dhA/police-test.html" title="Police Test" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlzkfAyErOI/AAAAAAAABF0/FrIi4DZsBMc/s72-c/policeman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/police-test.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMARHs_eyp7ImA9WxJUGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-6403706608500284512</id><published>2009-07-17T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T00:40:45.543-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-17T00:40:45.543-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="old" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="romance" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Dinner For Two</title><summary type="html">This eighty year old couple were celebrating their 60th anniversary and the wife says to her husband, " Honey lets get stark naked and sit at the dinning table and eat our dinner!" As they sat at the dinning table the wife says, "Honey I am beginning to get very hot and very aroused!" The husband says, "That is because you have your breasts in the soup!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/BT3Y5x6vv0o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/6403706608500284512?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/6403706608500284512?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/BT3Y5x6vv0o/this-eighty-year-old-couple-were.html" title="Dinner For Two" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlsllNePAuI/AAAAAAAABFs/qgrlY273YW4/s72-c/candlelightdinner.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/this-eighty-year-old-couple-were.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w4cSp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-3643304997799099588</id><published>2009-07-16T01:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.239-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.239-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wisdom" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="african" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>African Wisdom</title><summary type="html">Young Son: Is it true, Dad, I heard that in some parts of Africa a man doesn't know his wife until he marries her? Dad: That happens in most countries, son.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/TlnFRUSQl-U" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3643304997799099588?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3643304997799099588?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/TlnFRUSQl-U/african-wisdom.html" title="African Wisdom" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlruDM4d9aI/AAAAAAAABFc/n_f6UfKMOKc/s72-c/AfricanSkies.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/african-wisdom.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0AAQX04eip7ImA9WxJUFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-4384794605355442895</id><published>2009-07-15T00:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T00:09:00.332-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T00:09:00.332-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="birthday" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Birthday Treat</title><summary type="html">Its my birthday today. My wife has said that shes going to make it my most special birthday ever ... I wonder where shes going ?&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/iZkFuEO6fWM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4384794605355442895?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4384794605355442895?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/iZkFuEO6fWM/birthday-treat.html" title="Birthday Treat" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlrsIt7guoI/AAAAAAAABFU/281HRtxV9iM/s72-c/birthday.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/birthday-treat.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUMQX07eip7ImA9WxJUFUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-8359886032205007703</id><published>2009-07-14T00:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T00:58:00.302-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-14T00:58:00.302-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="family" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="breakfast" /><title>Family Breakfast</title><summary type="html">Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table. The mother asks the oldest boy what he'd like to eat. "I'll have some f*ckin' French toast," he says. The mother is outraged at his language, hits him, and sends him upstairs. She asks the middle child what he wants. "Well, I guess that leaves more f*ckin' French toast for me," he says. She is livid, smacks him, and sends him&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/nH5IkCaPB84" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8359886032205007703?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8359886032205007703?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/nH5IkCaPB84/family-breakfast.html" title="Family Breakfast" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlrqWFj4xOI/AAAAAAAABFM/h9GXLWLfkrU/s72-c/healthy-french-toast.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/family-breakfast.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08ASHo8fip7ImA9WxJUFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-4277393735670421962</id><published>2009-07-13T00:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:57:29.476-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-13T00:57:29.476-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="man" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lazy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Lazy Man</title><summary type="html">A man told his doctor he wasn't able to do all the things around the house like he used to. When the examination was complete, he said "Now Doc, tell me in plain English what is wrong with me." "Well in plain English," the doctor replied, "you're just lazy." "Okay," said the man. "Now give me the medical term so I can tell my wife."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/ocrfFBptyGY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4277393735670421962?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4277393735670421962?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/ocrfFBptyGY/lazy-man.html" title="Lazy Man" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlroyUwn1JI/AAAAAAAABFE/xuNdP3gZrtE/s72-c/lazy-man.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/lazy-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w_eip7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-518852399553984418</id><published>2009-07-12T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.242-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.242-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Goodbye Mother!</title><summary type="html">Young Simon was walking around his local supermarket picking up a few items for his evening meal when he noticed an old lady was following him. He tried to ignore her but every direction he went she followed. Eventually he went to the checkout, but the old lady managed to push in front of him and turned to speak to him.“I beg your pardon,” she said, “I am very sorry if I have alarmed you by &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/pIdcHWs82bs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/518852399553984418?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/518852399553984418?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/pIdcHWs82bs/goodbye-mother.html" title="Goodbye Mother!" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sln__AT0kuI/AAAAAAAABE8/cBwyhZ7bnDo/s72-c/Old-woman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/goodbye-mother.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w_fCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-5112790570030098886</id><published>2009-07-12T04:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.244-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.244-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>The Lion Sleeps Tonight</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/RsA81Xoj3ac" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5112790570030098886?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5112790570030098886?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/RsA81Xoj3ac/lion-sleeps-tonight.html" title="The Lion Sleeps Tonight" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/lion-sleeps-tonight.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEQMQXo5eip7ImA9WxJUEkw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-7308383400331139882</id><published>2009-07-10T00:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T00:53:00.422-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-10T00:53:00.422-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="photo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="penguin" /><title>Seen any penguins?</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/u_-1QO7PQkg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/7308383400331139882?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/7308383400331139882?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/u_-1QO7PQkg/seen-any-penguins.html" title="Seen any penguins?" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlL-8sPEGVI/AAAAAAAABD8/AjbUEXuv0WA/s72-c/fail-owned-penguin-photographer-fail.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/seen-any-penguins.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w_fip7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-8302863761699175854</id><published>2009-07-09T03:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.246-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.246-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Drop Dead Gorgeous</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/cRJdfveae6I" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8302863761699175854?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8302863761699175854?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/cRJdfveae6I/drop-dead-gorgeous.html" title="Drop Dead Gorgeous" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/drop-dead-gorgeous.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UGQH4_eyp7ImA9WxJUEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-3403449503571576736</id><published>2009-07-08T00:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:47:01.043-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-08T00:47:01.043-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="man" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="happy" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="woman" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="marriage" /><title>How to make a woman happy</title><summary type="html">It's not difficult to make a woman happy. A man only needs to be:1. a friend2. a companion3. a lover4. a brother5. a father6. a master7. a chef8. an electrician9. a carpenter10. a plumber11. a mechanic12. a decorator13. a stylist14. a sexologist15. a gynaecologist16. a psychologist17. a pest exterminator18. a psychiatrist19. a healer20. a good listener21. an organizer22.... a good father23. very &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/LBZI6Uu_0q8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3403449503571576736?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3403449503571576736?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/LBZI6Uu_0q8/how-to-make-woman-happy.html" title="How to make a woman happy" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlGsavLiNQI/AAAAAAAABDk/9MknGugW3Xc/s72-c/happywoman.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/how-to-make-woman-happy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w_cCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-5478178687199533064</id><published>2009-07-07T11:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.248-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.248-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lift" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fiction" /><title>The Odd Lift</title><summary type="html">“8th floor.”I looked at him: fine tailored suit, diamond studded cuff links, and took an instant dislike to his smarmy, upper class face; “Sorry, sir, this is the odd floor lift; you'll have to take the other lift over there for even numbers.”He looked at me with incredulity, “But... but … the button is just there!”I met his stare stonily, “Really very sorry, sir. but I have to abide by hotel &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/6VF9aJw8Tmo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5478178687199533064?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5478178687199533064?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/6VF9aJw8Tmo/odd-lift.html" title="The Odd Lift" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SlOXV__P98I/AAAAAAAABEE/QnWHw7h5SQ4/s72-c/lift.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/odd-lift.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-eCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-973077937456172824</id><published>2009-07-07T01:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.250-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.250-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Scary!</title><summary type="html">They were together in the House.  Just the two of them.  It was a cold, dark, stormy night. The storm had come quickly and each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance...andwished that he would  take her in his arms, comfort her and  protect her from the storm.Suddenly, with a pop, the power went out... She screamed...He raced to &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/K103TCZgjCM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/973077937456172824?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/973077937456172824?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/K103TCZgjCM/scary.html" title="Scary!" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sk79ZXHbYRI/AAAAAAAABDc/m2C9xl5R1EQ/s72-c/storm.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/scary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-eip7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-8002688892067778551</id><published>2009-07-06T01:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.252-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.252-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Wii</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/Glsqf4BbBAM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8002688892067778551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8002688892067778551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/Glsqf4BbBAM/wii.html" title="Wii" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sk5md8SDYTI/AAAAAAAABDM/_Ga_m7wDD3Y/s72-c/Wii+Sports.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/wii.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-eyp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-3845781971741869465</id><published>2009-07-05T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.253-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.253-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Aha!</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/9y0yYbVKh0g" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3845781971741869465?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3845781971741869465?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/9y0yYbVKh0g/aha.html" title="Aha!" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sk0b3mQ-YKI/AAAAAAAABDE/FMuUOMNBOf8/s72-c/pervert-in-the-making.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/aha.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-fSp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-8876740358813473966</id><published>2009-07-04T01:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.255-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.255-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>And then the fight started....</title><summary type="html">My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels.She asked, ‘What’s on TV?’I said, ‘Dust.’And then the fight started…******************************************My wife and I are watching “Who Wants To Be A Millionaire” while we were in bed.I turned to her and said, “Do you want to have sex?”“No,” she answered.I then said, “Is that your final answer?”She didn’t even look at me &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/4T_9S_GGpBU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8876740358813473966?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/8876740358813473966?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/4T_9S_GGpBU/and-then-fight-started.html" title="And then the fight started...." /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SkzHiYELC3I/AAAAAAAABC8/jg4nwp-4TQ8/s72-c/wedding_fight-13069.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-then-fight-started.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-fyp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-3655496039398229429</id><published>2009-07-03T01:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.257-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.257-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Cartoon</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/VbeYtUuaRWE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3655496039398229429?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/3655496039398229429?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/VbeYtUuaRWE/cartoon.html" title="Cartoon" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SkzD68B0xKI/AAAAAAAABC0/S-xokbjBPqo/s72-c/cartoon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/cartoon.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w-cSp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-204627545343320549</id><published>2009-07-02T01:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.259-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.259-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Best Knock-knock Joke Ever</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/hOsVLS0ke5c" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/204627545343320549?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/204627545343320549?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/hOsVLS0ke5c/best-knock-knock-joke-ever.html" title="Best Knock-knock Joke Ever" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sktax4Q6c6I/AAAAAAAABCM/w4kUF9ryreE/s72-c/best-knock-knock-joke-ever.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/best-knock-knock-joke-ever.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w9eCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-6678413917467458270</id><published>2009-07-01T22:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.260-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.260-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Protestor</title><summary type="html">I will confess that I feel slightly odd amidst all the protesters with my “Say No to Protestors” placard, but I am passionate about this. I will no longer let my country be blackmailed by the vociferous few, by those with strong opinions about anything and unafraid to march for a cause. What about the rest of us, the happy, pathetic majority? Don't we have a right to peace, to the preservation of&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/berUUaScp_w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/6678413917467458270?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/6678413917467458270?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/berUUaScp_w/protestor.html" title="Protestor" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SkxFkP5TyaI/AAAAAAAABCc/s2iQMZ-_7PU/s72-c/protestors.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/protestor.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYAQ3Y7eSp7ImA9WxJVFEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-4206980531275785437</id><published>2009-07-01T05:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T05:42:22.801-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-01T05:42:22.801-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humour" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="world" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="humor" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Best</title><summary type="html">In my search for the funniest things on earth for this blog I often peruse “best of” or "world's funniest" websites, and find to my surprise that I am generally disappointed but what I find there.  Whatever “best” means to the creators of these sites, it certainly does not coincide with my view.  Then I wonder if humour is like colour, that is one has favourites, but no favourite is better than &lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/OlLm4dBLVOw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4206980531275785437?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/4206980531275785437?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/OlLm4dBLVOw/best.html" title="Best" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SktZefZ9MwI/AAAAAAAABCE/3f75UHHMAj4/s72-c/best_joke.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/07/best.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w9eip7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-5380826212621305313</id><published>2009-06-30T03:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.262-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.262-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Financial Crisis Piggy Bank</title><summary type="html">&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/ZI7bXeXe8NU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5380826212621305313?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/5380826212621305313?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/ZI7bXeXe8NU/financial-crisis-piggy-bank.html" title="Financial Crisis Piggy Bank" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/Sknr-JoPzEI/AAAAAAAABB0/Wtu-LiBSV3g/s72-c/financial_crisis_piggy_bank.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/financial-crisis-piggy-bank.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0UDR3w9fCp7ImA9WxJUGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5636413882651707317.post-2257395485473189032</id><published>2009-06-29T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T08:34:36.264-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-18T08:34:36.264-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny" /><title>Why girls can't play soccer</title><summary type="html">It should simply not be allowed.  :)&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/MulledMadness/~4/xAgyT6RP6-8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</summary><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/2257395485473189032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5636413882651707317/posts/default/2257395485473189032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/MulledMadness/~3/xAgyT6RP6-8/why-girls-cant-play-soccer.html" title="Why girls can't play soccer" /><author><name>Mulled Vine</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06172504526073441190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="32" height="24" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SQdCkd54bTI/AAAAAAAAAd0/dJwhTqQbODw/S220/vine.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qBQu6ElmcOo/SkmjKpwP_mI/AAAAAAAABBs/fGDfwaquBd8/s72-c/femalefootball.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><feedburner:origLink>http://mulledmadness.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-girls-cant-play-soccer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

