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So, like that we knew that from the point of view subyektifitas, in beropini was not correctly or was wrong, because subyektifitas was all of them. Although continuing to have the absolute consequences over it.&lt;br /&gt;According to me had correctly him also this opinion. Although possibly pedapat this only was current to some people (or most.. hehe). I was personal not anyone and not anything inside scene. Not also a person ’aktivis’ tongkrongan in scene the punk/hardcore. Possibly previously indeed I ’hang out’ with friends in the community but I refused to be mentioned as ’aktivis’ tongkrongan because indeed my intensity was very minimal. Possibly because of being caused by the problem of time then. But in this way, precisely I could position myself as the person who saw the condition scene from the other point of view.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2818255302952271133?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/kDfsr17IYR8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-24T03:22:44.185-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/12/not-also-person.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>punk</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/_W8lTjqCNrs/punk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 24 Dec 2008 03:21:24 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-2580544826452096187</guid><description>Well, who tau if the world underground was the very hard world. Moreover in scene UG Medan. The matter is, if not pande-pande did something very difficult the life, please could be aged long here. Yes if still only was ridiculed, dikata-dwarf, was boycotted still was normal. How if until was castrated? Ouhhh, very horrifying! But, all that did not destroy the spirit of children Armyclown, one of the representative bands scene the Medan punk. In the last 5 years, this band personnel still culun-culun. Even, during the first time cooing in one of the Underground agendas in the Building of Pendam Street. Their Medan electricity could be mocked when entering to venue. “Eh, has had the RESIDENCY CARD did not yet want entered inside? ,” as being told by Kabo et al. Fortunately, they stayed at-attention defiant! Olok-olokan was ignored to the end they were known as some jagoan in scene UG Medan. Has released the album and had the clip personally. OK, so, if want to tau their matter,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2580544826452096187?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/_W8lTjqCNrs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-12-24T03:21:24.703-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/12/punk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Tentara yang Mati</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/u-eaaRWAujY/tentara-yang-mati.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 08:03:30 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-908869618990621938</guid><description>Seorang penatu, baru saja berpindah ke Tarian Charleston mengikuti Perang Saudara, ternyata dibangunkan di stroke sebanyak dua belas semalam oleh gemuruh mobil berat yang melewati di jalan. Tetapi dia tinggal di jalan ujung mati, dan tidak mempunyai keterangan untuk bunyi. Suaminya tidak akan membolehkannya melihat ke luar jendela ketika dia mendengar bunyi, menyuruhnya membiarkan saja. Akhirnya, tanyanya wanita yang dimandikan di bak mandi di sampingnya. Wanita mengatakan: "apa yang sedang anda dengar adalah Tentara yang Mati itu." Mereka adalah tentara Sekongkol yang meninggal di rumah sakit dengan tidak tahu bahwa perang selasai. Setiap malam, mereka bangkit dari kubur dan kesempatan mereka untuk memperkuat Lee di Virginia untuk memperkuat angkatan perang Selatan yang melemah.&lt;br /&gt;The berikutnya malam, penatu slipped dari tempat tidur untuk menjaga Tentara izin Mati. Dia berdiri terikat oleh sihir di samping jendela sewaktu kabut kelabu berguling melewati. Dalam kabut, dia bisa memahami bentuk kuda, dan bisa mendengar suara manusiawi parau dan gemuruh kanon yang diseret lewat jalan, mengikuti oleh bunyi kaki berbaris. Prajurit, penunggang kuda, ambulans, gerbong dan kanon memberikan terlebih dahulu matanya, sama sekali menyelimuti di kelabu. Setelah apa yang nampak seperti jam-jam, dia mendengar jauh terompet meledak, dan lalu kesunyian. Ketika penatu datang dari keadaan linglungnya, dia menemukan salah satu persenjataannya ialah paralyzed. Belum pernah dilakukan dia hari-hari penuh mencuci sejak.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-908869618990621938?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/u-eaaRWAujY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-10T08:03:30.825-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/11/tentara-yang-mati.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Bring Me The Horizon</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/H7lWYvNXunM/bring-me-horizon.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 08:01:21 PST</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-6093400642196738305</guid><description>Five lelaki muda Inggris dengan kesukaan untuk semua hal berat. Pengaruh termasuk Norma Jean, Kor Merah, dan lain Amerika metalcore bertindak. Ini adalah album mahasiswa tingkat dua mereka, mengisi dengan sangat besar riffs, tanda-tangan waktu yang tak menentu, besar sekali vocals, dan mencarik solo. Pita suara sempurna kepada jiwa dilewatkan di pinggir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-6093400642196738305?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/H7lWYvNXunM" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-11-10T08:01:21.718-08:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/11/bring-me-horizon.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Punk Band</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/OH4JV7FNNiI/punk-band.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Thu, 16 Oct 2008 08:38:27 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-6879670307153272902</guid><description>The phenomenon “melecehkan and mencela” the band again emerged in atmosphere Indonesian music. In fact this phenomenon has for a long time happened in atmosphere Indonesian music, but his difference if previously still was very embarrassed krn ‘budaya east that held the polite value in high esteem santu’ and still is underground, currently began to be appointed to the surface. Moreover was yg the intention made the song that was set aside to ‘mencela’ several bands of the homeland, one among them was to miss Band.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-6879670307153272902?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/OH4JV7FNNiI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-16T08:38:27.275-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/10/punk-band.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Punk is not just a style</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/tAPQDghmqJE/punk-is-not-just-style.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Mon, 06 Oct 2008 19:35:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-441268560316773906</guid><description>Oi... oi... oi... A time, if you met with one of these groups, said they with words like that. Certainly, was as hair-raising as anything tampang and the style mereka—dalam your marrow tentunya—mereka definitely will repay with same words, even possibly with the smile bonus. Don't be surprised if they showed the friendship. The words were a kind of friendship greetings in the circle punker apostr s (the nickname for people who followed the punk lifestyle). Hair coloured-warni stood at attention like landak—asli him the style of Indian Mohawk—baju hair (usually was inscribed with bands of the foreign punk group) and shabby trousers very torn, shoes boot in the style of the troops, piercing everywhere, tatto and one or two people that added eye liner on the eyelids to increase the "darkness" impression.&lt;br /&gt;Will start mid the 60 's and increasingly reverberated in the beginning of the 70 's, punk music began to be known in the world. At that time, the Patti Smith band, The Velvet Underground, Dolls of New York (changed to New York Dolls) began to spread the alternative lifestyle that led bohemian (the nomad) that was rooted in the freedom to be full. They also spread the form of new entertainment that also bohemian. But all of them were rooted in the principle "do it yourself" or carried out all of them himself. Punk music canned be heard energetic, very short, aggressive, fast, with the lyrics was full of anger, protested, anti the war, the opposition (especially to the pattern of the consumptive life) and sometimes carried the struggle for the social class that afterwards was known with punk music rock. After the era of bands, emerged new bands like The Ramones, The Talking and that melege you, Pistols sex.&lt;br /&gt;Since then, the style of hair mohawk, shabby clothes and the pin affected many bands. From the place of the legendary CBGB performance in Lower East Side New York apostr s in the United States, previous punk music spread and slow developed by the lifestyle and even as way of life. The punk finally also had arrived at Medan at the beginning of the 90 's. Initially, only a small number of people who followed him, for a long time-kelamaan the amount already hundreds. Usually, they will be focussed in the musical agendas, especially music underground. During the performance of music like that, usually they show the typical style in a fluctuating manner pogo and moshing (the dance followed the musical channel while membenturkan the body of one in an other manner). Although being seen hard, but usually all ends peace. Peace… They could come from where, in fact possibly from the place that had not been imagined by you. However, his days the intersection of the street was their house. With the guitar and the ukulele, they tried to entertain people who were trapped in red light. At night, they continued ngamen in places ate. During increasingly the night, they&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-441268560316773906?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/tAPQDghmqJE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-10-06T19:35:10.050-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/10/punk-is-not-just-style.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>punk canada</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/Q9GjhB350Nw/punk-canada.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Fri, 26 Sep 2008 17:52:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-7960150110056028172</guid><description># Blank Stare - musik rock punk Hardcore band dari Toronto. Gambar, MP3s, menghubungkan, memperlihatkan listings, makanan pesan, memesan informasi, resep dan lebih banyak. # Insurgence Records - Kanada kontra-orang fasis dan beraliran kiri merekam etiket, berspesialisasi dalam di punk,# Broomfiller - Tiga potong didasarkan oleh punk alternatif gerombolan dari Toronto. Memasukkan biografi, foto, dan tinjauan. # Conflicting Plaid - MP3 download dari Toronto, Ontario punk gerombolan. # Core-upt Records - sehelai etiket dari Calgary, Alberta, Kanada. Punk, ska, hardcore. # DOA - gerombolan punk Kanada ini sudah melawan sistem selama di atas 20 tahun. Sejak 's 'tua sekolah'. # Pemberontak yang terlupakan - Kanada punk gerombolan. # Dayglo Abortions, - Penyetor penyimpangan punk busuk, gerombolan terkenal keburukannya Kanada. # Rekor Pernyataan - Punk dan hardcore etiket dari Saskatoon, Saskatchewan. Memasukkan berita dan gerombolan listings. # Tidak Cakap - musik rock Punk band dari Toronto. Resmi tempat memasukkan berita, sejarah, teman kencan pameran, dan gambar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-7960150110056028172?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/Q9GjhB350Nw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-09-26T17:52:10.238-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/09/punk-canada.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>anarchy = punk ?</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/mQn7H4gEXco/anarchy-punk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:49:25 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-8827843272695205669</guid><description>The Reaganomic failure and the United States defeat in the Vietnamese War in the 1980 's took part in heating the temperature of the world of the punk at the time.&lt;br /&gt;Bands of the second wave punk (1980-1984), as Crass, Conflict, and Discharge from England, The Ex and BGK from the Netherlands, MDC and Dead Kennedys from America changed punks to pemendam the spirit of rebels (rebellious thinkers) than only a worshipper rock n roll.&lt;br /&gt;The anarchism ideology that had been carried by bands of the first wave punk (1972-1978), including Pistols sex and The Clash, was gazed at as the only choice for them who have lost the belief in the authority of the country, the community, and the musical industry.&lt;br /&gt;In Indonesia, the anarchy term, the&lt;a href="http://justizzentrum.com"&gt; anarchist or anarchism&lt;/a&gt; was used by the mass media to state a destruction action, the fight or the mass violence.&lt;br /&gt;In fact according to his initiators, that is William Godwin, Pierre-Joseph Proudhon, and Mikhail Bakunin, anarchism was an ideology that wanted the formation of the stateless community, with the assumption that the country was a form of the legal dictatorship that must be ended.&lt;br /&gt;The country determined the implementation of the law and the regulation that often were shaped like a forcing, so as to restrict the citizen to choose and be responsible for his choice personally.&lt;br /&gt;Anarchists were convinced when the domination of the country over the people was eliminated, the right to make use of the nature wealth and human resources will develop personally him.&lt;br /&gt;The people could satisfy the requirement for his life personally without the country's interference.&lt;br /&gt;Punks memaknai anarchism only was not limited by the understanding of politics only.&lt;br /&gt;In daily lived, anarchism was significant without the rule pengekang, both from the community and the recorder company, because they could create personally the living rule and the recorder company in accordance with their wish.&lt;br /&gt;The ethics punk of these sorts that was usual was acknowledged as DIY (do it yourself/did personally).&lt;br /&gt;The involvement of punks in this anarchism ideology finally had given the new colour in the anarchism ideology personally, because of the punk had to-khasan special in his movement.&lt;br /&gt;The movement of the punk who carried anarchism as the usual ideology was mentioned with the Anarko-punk movement.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-8827843272695205669?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/mQn7H4gEXco" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-02T09:49:25.873-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/anarchy-punk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>PunK In Uk</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/3CXvIE5uUAs/punk-in-uk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 09:47:31 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-2038433755422398543</guid><description>The punk was the sub-culture that was born in London, England.&lt;br /&gt;Initially, the punk group was always disrupted by the group skinhead.&lt;br /&gt;However, since the 1980 's, when the punk raged in America, the group of the punk and skinhead seemed to join, because of having the same spirit.&lt;br /&gt;However, the Punk could also mean the musical kind or the genre that was born in the beginning of the 1970 's.&lt;br /&gt;The punk could also mean the living ideology that included the social aspect and politics.&lt;br /&gt;The movement of the young child who was preceeded by these children of the worker's class straightaway cleared America that experienced the problem of economics and finance that were triggered by the moral decline by the leading figures of politics that triggered the rate of unemployment and high criminality.&lt;br /&gt;The punk tried to tease the rulers by means of him himself, through songs with music and the simple lyrics but occasionally rough, beat that was fast and stamped.&lt;br /&gt;Many that misinterpreted the punk as glue sniffer and rioters because in England the plague of the use of smelly glue sharply to replace beer that was not bought by them had happened.&lt;br /&gt;Many also that damaged the punk image because many of the they who roamed about in the street and carried out various criminal acts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://punkstyle.cn"&gt;The punk was more famous&lt;/a&gt; concerning fashion that was put on and the behaviour that was shown by them, like the hair discount mohawk in the style of the ethnic group indian, or was cut off in the style of feathercut and was coloured with clear colours, shoes boots, the chain and spike, the skin jacket, tight jeans trousers and shabby clothes, anti establishment, anti social, rioters and criminal from the low class, the drunkard was dangerous so as many that thought that the person that have an appearance like that has been appropriate to be mentioned as punker.&lt;br /&gt;The punk also was a movement of the child's young opposition that based on from the conviction we can do it ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;The assessment of the punk in seeing a problem could be seen through his song lyrics that told about the problem of politics, the environment, economics, the ideology, social and even the problem of the religion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2038433755422398543?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/3CXvIE5uUAs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-02T09:47:31.729-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/punk-in-uk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Trainee</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/5l7X5AL1CHc/trainee.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jul 2008 05:11:43 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-5037819476775403442</guid><description>A man joined a big Multi National Company as a&lt;br /&gt;trainee....&lt;br /&gt;On his first day, he dialed the kitchen and shouted into the&lt;br /&gt;phone:&lt;br /&gt;"Get me a cup of coffee, quickly!" &lt;br /&gt;The voice from the other side responded: &lt;br /&gt;"You fool; you've dialed the wrong extension! Do you know who you're talking&lt;br /&gt;to?" &lt;br /&gt;"No" replied the trainee. &lt;br /&gt;"It's the Managing Director of the company, you&lt;br /&gt;idiot!"&lt;br /&gt;The trainee shouted back: "And do you know who YOU are talking to, you&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT?" &lt;br /&gt;"No!" replied the Managing Director angrily.&lt;br /&gt;"Thank&lt;br /&gt;God!" replied the trainee and put the phone&lt;br /&gt;down.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-5037819476775403442?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/5l7X5AL1CHc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-07-01T05:11:43.369-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/07/trainee.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Group Punk</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/fG3KzuOeZH0/group-punk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 06:21:42 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-2913027164277472893</guid><description>So many group punk industrial, ex : NOFX, Rancid, Sex Pistol, Ramones, Green Day, Bad Religion, Social Distortion, and many more..&lt;br /&gt;Punk Underground in UK the first made Punk style with so many difrent style.. Expecialy ghotic style and Rock Style..&lt;br /&gt;But I don't understand, now they drink some blood and like satanic group band..&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps I think it is so dummy..&lt;br /&gt;But they are dummy..&lt;br /&gt;So let's Rock and Roll like the beatles do..&lt;br /&gt;Let's dance like ABBA songs it in the 70th year's..&lt;br /&gt;Or let's song like Elvis.. The most popular person in 60's..&lt;br /&gt;hehehee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2913027164277472893?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/fG3KzuOeZH0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-29T06:21:42.882-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/group-punk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Three Pints of Guinness</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/oBwyzMFnkog/three-pints-of-guinness.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Mon, 23 Jun 2008 06:30:52 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-6454943344119786767</guid><description>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin,  orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip  out of each one in turn. When he finished all three, he comes back to the bar  and orders three more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;The bartender says to him, "You know, a  pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a  time." The Irishman replies, "Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in  America, the other in Australia, and I'm here in Dublin. When we all left home,  we promised that we'd drink this way to remember the days we all drank  together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;The bartender admits that this is a nice  custom, and leaves it there. The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar and  always drinks the same way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by  taking drinks from each of them in turn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;One day, he comes in and orders two pints.  All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back to  the bar for the second round, the bartender says, "I don't want to intrude on  your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great  loss."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;The Irishman looks confused for a moment,  then a lights dawns in his eye and he laughs. "Oh, no," he says, "Everyone is  fine. I've just quit drinking!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-6454943344119786767?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/oBwyzMFnkog" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-23T06:30:52.124-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/three-pints-of-guinness.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>10 advantages of not having A GIRLFRIEND</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/Y4XxyWYIwRc/10-advantages-of-not-having-girlfriend.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 07:14:27 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-1141583502072009320</guid><description>1. Save time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Can sleep well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Don't have to bother about missed calls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Don't have to worry about how you look&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Can eat in any restaurant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. No boring sms in the middle of night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Can talk with all GIRLS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. There won't be any advice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Can go anywhere with anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Don't have to listen to same old crap jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BONUS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will live a long life...!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-1141583502072009320?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/Y4XxyWYIwRc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-21T07:14:27.954-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/10-advantages-of-not-having-girlfriend.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Good-byes Are Harder Than Hellos</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/yz_jUw_jMis/good-byes-are-harder-than-hellos.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Sat, 21 Jun 2008 07:13:09 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-8649725869988781536</guid><description>Hellos are hard,&lt;br /&gt; You don't know what to say,&lt;br /&gt; You would look at me,&lt;br /&gt; But I'd look the other way.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I blushed every time I saw you,&lt;br /&gt; You talked to me every day,&lt;br /&gt; You smiled, and you laughed,&lt;br /&gt; But once again I looked away,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; Finally one day,&lt;br /&gt; You talked to me once more,&lt;br /&gt; And finally I got the courage,&lt;br /&gt; to say hi and not ignore.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; From that point on,&lt;br /&gt; We were together every day,&lt;br /&gt; Until you left me,&lt;br /&gt; and went far, far away.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; We had to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt; They are harder than Hellos,&lt;br /&gt; But after a short time,&lt;br /&gt; I finally let you go.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; I know it will be hard,&lt;br /&gt; For both you and I,&lt;br /&gt; But whenever we get lonely,&lt;br /&gt; We can look up in the sky,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; And I will know that God, the Father,&lt;br /&gt; Is watching over you,&lt;br /&gt; And you will also know,&lt;br /&gt; That he's watching me, too.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; He'll bring us back together,&lt;br /&gt; Before too much time has passed,&lt;br /&gt; And we can be together,&lt;br /&gt; Once again, Once more, at Last.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-8649725869988781536?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/yz_jUw_jMis" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-21T07:13:09.566-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-byes-are-harder-than-hellos.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Teacher's Pet</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/Mx4upvl9lZw/teachers-pet.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 04:06:39 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-8479710343206746096</guid><description>On the last day of kindergarten, all the children brought presents for their teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The florist's son handed the teacher a gift. She shook it, held it up and said, "I bet it's some flowers!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right!" shouted the little boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the candy store owner's daughter handed the teacher a gift. She held it up, shook it and said, "I bet I know what it is! It's a box of candy!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's right!" shouted the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next gift was from the liquor store owner's son. The teacher held it up and saw that it was leaking. She touched a drop with her finger and tasted it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it wine?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," the boy answered. The teacher touched another drop to her tongue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is it champagne?" she asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No," the boy answered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What is it?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A puppy!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-8479710343206746096?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/Mx4upvl9lZw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-11T04:06:39.564-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/teachers-pet.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>physical problems</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/rwTHDW_mh74/physical-problems.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 11 Jun 2008 04:06:19 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-6686950108847758116</guid><description>A gentleman was having some physical problems and his&lt;br /&gt;   doctor told him that he had to drink warm water with&lt;br /&gt;   Epsom salts one hour before breakfast. At the end of&lt;br /&gt;   a week he returned and the doctor asked if he was&lt;br /&gt;   feeling better. The man said that he actually felt worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "Did you drink warm salt water an hour before breakfast&lt;br /&gt;                each day?" the Doc asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   "No," replied the man somberly, letting out a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;          "I could only do about 15 minutes!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-6686950108847758116?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/rwTHDW_mh74" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-06-11T04:06:19.105-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/06/physical-problems.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Read Alone</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/SkmniZ0r7hI/read-alone.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Fri, 30 May 2008 09:29:00 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-5099478475637762935</guid><description>Read Alone..... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Especially the Poem &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I believe whatever is in store for  us will be for us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    The poem is very true, unfortunately. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Make sure you read the poem! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    CASE 1: Kelly Sedey had one wish, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    for her boyfriend of three years, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    David Marsden, to propose to her. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Then one day when she was out &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    to lunch David proposed! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    She accepted, but then had to leave &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    because she had a meeting in 20 min. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    When she got to her office! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    she noticed on her computer she had some e-mail's. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    She checked it, the usual stuff &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    from her friends, but then she saw one &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    that she had never gotten before. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    It was this poem. She simply deleted it &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    without even reading all of it. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    BIG MISTAKE! Later that evening, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    she received a phone call from the police &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    It was about DAVID! He had been in an accident &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    with an 18 wheeler. He didn't survive! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    CASE 2: Take Katie Robinson She received this poem &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    and being the believer that she was  she sent it to a few of her friends but &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    didn't have enough e-mail addresses to send out the full 5 that you must. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Three days later, Katie went to a masquerade ball.. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Later that night when she left to get to her car, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    she was killed in that spot by a hit-and-run drunk driver. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    CASE 3: Richard S. Willis sent this poem out &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    within 45 minutes of reading it &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Not even 4 hours later walking along the street &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    to his new job interview with a really big company, ! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    when he ran into Cynthia Bell, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    his secret love for 5 years. Cynthia came up to him &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    and told him of her passionate crush on him &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    that she had had for 2 years. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Three days later, he proposed to her and they got married. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Cynthia and Richard are still married &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    with three children, happy as ever! &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    This is the poem: &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Around the corner I have a friend, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    In this great city that has no end, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Yet the days go by and weeks rush on, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And before I know it, a year is gone. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And I never see my old friends face, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    For life is a swift and terrible race, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    He knows I like him just as well, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As in the days when I rang his bell. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And he rang mine but we were younger then, &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And now we are busy, tired men. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Tired of playing a foolish game, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Tired of trying to make a name. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    'Tomorrow' I say! 'I will call on Jim &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Just to show that I'm thinking of him.' &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And distance between us grows and grows. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Around the corner, yet miles away, &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    'Here's a telegram sir,' 'Sid died today.' &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And that's what we get and deserve in the end. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Around the corner, a vanished friend. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Remember to always say what you mean. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    If you love someone, tell them. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Don't be afraid to express yourself. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Because when you decide that it is the right time it might &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    be too late. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    Seize the day. Never have regrets. &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    And most importantly, stay close to your friends &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    and family, for they have helped &lt;br /&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;    make you the person that you are today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-5099478475637762935?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/SkmniZ0r7hI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-30T09:29:00.439-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/read-alone.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Lessons on Life</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/Jzq8VcsuUfc/lessons-on-life.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 07:56:30 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-2633998621461862837</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://jobvacancyoverseas.cn/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/ghost%20town/CopyofPah-RITHASSOCIALWORK.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge&lt;br /&gt;things too quickly. So he sent them each on a quest, in turn, to go and look&lt;br /&gt;at a pear tree that was a great distance away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son went in the winter, the second in the spring, the third in&lt;br /&gt;summer, and the youngest son in the fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they had all gone and come back, he called them together to describe&lt;br /&gt;what they had seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first son said that the tree was ugly, bent, and twisted. The second son&lt;br /&gt;said no it was covered with green buds and full of  promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third son disagreed; he said it was laden with blossoms that smelled so&lt;br /&gt;sweet and looked so beautiful, it was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last son disagreed with all of them; he said it was ripe and drooping&lt;br /&gt;with fruit, full of life and fulfillment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then explained to his sons that they were all right, because they&lt;br /&gt;had each seen but only one season in the tree's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told them that you cannot judge a tree, or a person, by only one season,&lt;br /&gt;and that the essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that come&lt;br /&gt;from that life can only be measured at the end, when all the seasons  are up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you give up when it's winter, you will miss the promise of your sp ring,&lt;br /&gt;the beauty of your summer, fulfillment of your fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the pain of one season destroy the joy of all the rest.&lt;br /&gt;Don't judge life by one difficult season.&lt;br /&gt;Persevere through the difficult patches&lt;br /&gt;and better times are sure to come some time or later  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Never let yesterday's disappointments overshadow tomorrow's dreams"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2633998621461862837?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/Jzq8VcsuUfc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-28T07:56:30.474-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/ghost%20town/th_CopyofPah-RITHASSOCIALWORK.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/lessons-on-life.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>women don't have a sense of humor</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/4ShiIDwq49s/women-dont-have-sense-of-humor.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 07:16:56 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-7028483607298083802</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://makejokes.cn/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 573px; height: 378px;" src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/jokes/download.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read before looking at picture&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edge Designs is an all-women run company that designs interior office space. They had a recent opportunity to do an office project in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The client allowed the women of this company a free hand in all design aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The client was a company that was also run by all women execs......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result....well...&lt;br /&gt;We all know that men never talk, never look at each other....&lt;br /&gt;And never laugh much in the restroom....&lt;br /&gt;The men's room is a serious and quiet place...&lt;br /&gt;But now...with the addition of one moral on the wall......&lt;br /&gt;lets just say the men's restroom is a place of laughter and smiles.&lt;br /&gt;And they say women don't have a sense of humor.&lt;br /&gt;Send this to all the gal's in your life that need a smile and the guys you think can take having a little fun poked at them, after all they are always trying to poke a little something at us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-7028483607298083802?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/4ShiIDwq49s" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-28T07:16:56.090-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/jokes/th_download.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/women-dont-have-sense-of-humor.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>puns</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/9NQzStCDIig/puns.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Sun, 18 May 2008 04:40:33 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-2768641887944539392</guid><description>&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;"&gt;Marry not a tennis player. For love means nothing to them. If a lawyer can be disbarred can a musician be denoted or a model&lt;br /&gt;deposed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why should lawyers be buried 100 feet deep?&lt;br /&gt;Because deep down, they're really good people.&lt;br /&gt;Are evil wildebeests bad gnus?&lt;br /&gt;Be like the woodpecker. Just keep pecking away until you finish the job. You'll succeed by using your head.&lt;br /&gt;LOL&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[if !supportLineBreakNewLine]--&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-2768641887944539392?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/9NQzStCDIig" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-18T04:40:33.701-07:00</app:edited><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/puns.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Royal Skate</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/AowHzJkGBxA/royal-skate.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Fri, 02 May 2008 04:22:08 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-4347874300000666707</guid><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://justizzentrum.com/parking.php4?ses=dGFzaz1zZWFyY2gmZG9tYWluPWp1c3RpenplbnRydW0uY29tJnRyYWNrcXVlcnk9MSZzPTkwZmJmMDFhYmNkYTg4ODNkZjQ0JmNvbmZfaWQ9NDkwNzI0MCZhX2lkPTEmbGFuZ3VhZ2U9ZW4mcGd0PUFlZ2tPcEJCcGNVS0V3ajRqZG4yMkllVEFoVVpWcm9LSFk4MFpYc1lBQ0FBTU9UYXhBazRIbERrMnNRSlVOQ1dwdzQmYWdzPXhHWnAtMENTbUhjS0V3ajRqZG4yMkllVEFoVVpWcm9LSFk4MFpYc1lBeUFBTU9UYXhBazRIbERrMnNRSlVOQ1dwdzQmcHh5X3Q9MjU0JnN0YXJ0PTEmYWRkX2M9NjA0M2ZlYjg1MTljMGFhZWJmYmE4NzQyZWVjMDM5NTImeD02NzRhNWE0MjUzMzE0OTNk%26domain%3Djustizzentrum.com&amp;amp;keyword=skate&amp;amp;search.x=0&amp;amp;search.y=0&amp;amp;task=search&amp;amp;sub=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/skate.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live on a busy street in a very multi-cultural city. It's a fun place to people watch; a veritable smorgasbord of humanity. Looking out the window of my upstairs bedroom can easily throw me into a time void. I have lived here for fourteen years and in that time have seen everything from the mildly amusing and interesting, to the completely bizarre.&lt;br /&gt;Check Out My Curve Extreme Skateboard!&lt;br /&gt;I've also met some pretty fascinating people but nobody cooler than Tom, the sixty one year-young Skater Dude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-4347874300000666707?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/AowHzJkGBxA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-02T04:22:08.734-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/th_skate.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/royal-skate.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>The Man With Red Hair</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/esV3TgXFby0/man-with-red-hair.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 06:25:10 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-8228029070005602105</guid><description>&lt;a href="http://justizzentrum.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/punk_publicjpgmid.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man with red hair said "Hey...!! I'm hungry..."&lt;br /&gt;So his friends behind him (the hair like a bird) "I don't have some money for beer.."&lt;br /&gt;His frend said "no money, no style dud"...&lt;br /&gt;And the girl said "let's go home..."&lt;br /&gt;-sad story-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-8228029070005602105?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/esV3TgXFby0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-01T06:25:10.037-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/th_punk_publicjpgmid.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/man-with-red-hair.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Satanic Punk</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/pHTWNSwGTrI/satanic-punk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 06:19:22 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-3010646090271532819</guid><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://justizzentrum.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/punk.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool punk style doncahh..&lt;br /&gt;Yeahhh... I think it combine with gothic style..&lt;br /&gt;Don't you think he is a same as satan?&lt;br /&gt;C'mon let see more close..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-3010646090271532819?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/pHTWNSwGTrI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-01T06:19:22.084-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/th_punk.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/satanic-punk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Baby Punk</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/ivXm6vgVHzY/baby-punk.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Thu, 01 May 2008 06:12:27 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-6635745967421841031</guid><description>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://justizzentrum.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/IMG_8778.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, boy?!&lt;br /&gt;You look so Cool..&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you must try &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;red color&lt;/span&gt;, dud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1407304021007996536-6635745967421841031?l=punk-us.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/PunkRocks/~4/ivXm6vgVHzY" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2008-05-01T06:12:27.266-07:00</app:edited><media:thumbnail url="http://i217.photobucket.com/albums/cc50/justizzentrum/cars/th_IMG_8778.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0">0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://punk-us.blogspot.com/2008/05/baby-punk.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><title>Alcohol</title><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/PunkRocks/~3/ri8KvVRFdzU/alcohol.html</link><author>reptiles_9@yahoo.com</author><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 09:13:51 PDT</pubDate><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1407304021007996536.post-7322638747900082393</guid><description>ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿         ÚÄÄÄÄÄÄ¿[c]&lt;br /&gt; 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