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its funny</title><description /><link>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/SleepyLazy" /><feedburner:info uri="sleepylazy" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>SleepyLazy</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-3504291136048869696</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Sep 2009 13:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T06:30:06.874-07:00</atom:updated><title>readmmore</title><description>yoyoyo&lt;br /&gt;
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yo yoo a lol olol. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-3504291136048869696?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/SIUqBRWDUX4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/SIUqBRWDUX4/readmmore.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2009/09/readmmore.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-148850145850055758</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-06T23:46:47.882-07:00</atom:updated><title>Cartoons are still my favourite</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://drawingwomen.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/ist2_1078710_penguin_cartoons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 204px;" src="http://drawingwomen.files.wordpress.com/2007/05/ist2_1078710_penguin_cartoons.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No matter what age you are in cartoons will be still a part of your life.If you agree with me than its fine if not than no need to read the next line.No,don't read i am serious.&lt;br /&gt;
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I used to watch a lot of cartoons is my childhood,and my mom used to say that i should watch less.Now things have changed i do watch the cartoons but now my mom says "if only you got it in your head that cartoons are not for real".&lt;br /&gt;
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Anyways.all i meant to write these all things is that cartoons are the best way to entertain people,don't you find these two penguins sweet...awww they are so cute and real !!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-148850145850055758?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/xlOnWEwgs5o" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/xlOnWEwgs5o/cartoons-are-still-my-favourite.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/cartoons-are-still-my-favourite.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-4799163939046704003</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 17:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-28T10:26:10.758-07:00</atom:updated><title>Depression is the best cure</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.crescentblues.com/8_9issue/other_pics/depressed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 226px;" src="http://www.crescentblues.com/8_9issue/other_pics/depressed.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finding it hard how to do your things your mindsbubble up in anxiety, and in desperation to find a answer,you become numb of the effects which could arise by not doing the work...this makes you feel good by the way,but at the same time there is a tiny little part in your mind which makes you think that you are not on the right path but you really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all about getting relax,isn't it,so i find depression of stuff as a relief for my tensions and all those things.you should really try it too,but you have to leave the "you are not on the right path" brain part.else you will get more depressed and you cant follow what i am saying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that life is not train which comes back and you can catch it up again but its like a greedy person sucking your blood without your damn concern,so take a chill pill,don't give your blood away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-4799163939046704003?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/JGyK0hYfrQg" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/JGyK0hYfrQg/depression-is-best-cure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/depression-is-best-cure.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-9221632534606645384</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 May 2008 17:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-28T10:24:46.134-07:00</atom:updated><title>Serious people are funny</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.hbcunetwork.com/images/categories/personal_photos/Hughes_Timothy_2007.4.3.16.31.38.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 143px;" src="http://www.hbcunetwork.com/images/categories/personal_photos/Hughes_Timothy_2007.4.3.16.31.38.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;You know what serious faces make me laugh i don't know but they,maybe because sometimes juts try to make serious faces(like the one in the picture) or sometimes they just don't look in serious faces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many people just don't want to smile or laugh,maybe because they are shy doing that and try to be serious which makes them look funny(again look in the picture).This picture is helping me a lot :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you ever seen a person sitting in his toilet..well that persons tries to be in a serious mood...but they don't look or do they.hmmm hold your thoughts please...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways concluding my talk on : if you think you don't look good in laughing so you should become intermediate in doing that(again see the pic) :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-9221632534606645384?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/sPmznkJgxhc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/sPmznkJgxhc/serious-people-are-funny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/05/serious-people-are-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5929086036321951213</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 17:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T09:54:42.384-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Nipslips</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">celebrities</category><title>Men want a Nip Slip</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5OHmTXlE1I/AAAAAAAABoE/uHHauT26qDE/s1600-h/r.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5OHmTXlE1I/AAAAAAAABoE/uHHauT26qDE/s320/r.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157615090373301074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Damnn o Damn o Damn !! This picture is of Rhianna at a function where her dress almost went down,but  she grabbed it right there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways ,i don't want to talk Rhianna here i want to talk about nip slips.Men just love nip slips,its like a dream come true for them and why not they be happy too.&lt;br /&gt;Men all over the world desire celebrities and they just want to go deeper and deeper into there life like a worm in book "bookworm" sorry i think that was a stupid example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a website i found on Nip Slips &lt;a href="http://www.nippleslips.com/"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt; to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember when Lindsey Lohan  Nip Slip came out.It became very popular all over the net afterall the world is all now a global village.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about a global village,i wondered what if world was global village thousands of years ago so we could have seen a lot of Nip Slips hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mybloglog.com/buzz/community/sleepylazy/" rel="6c99543f4e661c6a13507fd1806014f71487bd8c"&gt;Undergoing MyBlogLog Verification&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5929086036321951213?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/NRqjNT4AYXE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/NRqjNT4AYXE/men-want-nip-slip.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5OHmTXlE1I/AAAAAAAABoE/uHHauT26qDE/s72-c/r.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/men-want-nip-slip.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-2613290402131501659</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 16:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T08:48:01.090-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cool</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Future</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><title>Cool &amp; Funny Future Years</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-DXlEwI/AAAAAAAABnc/tuOmNE1rkS4/s1600-h/f_attachment1m_cc72f84.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-DXlEwI/AAAAAAAABnc/tuOmNE1rkS4/s320/f_attachment1m_cc72f84.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157601204744033026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlExI/AAAAAAAABnk/7P2BUmlkJKA/s1600-h/f_attachment4m_7135bfa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlExI/AAAAAAAABnk/7P2BUmlkJKA/s320/f_attachment4m_7135bfa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157601209039000338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlEyI/AAAAAAAABns/RxnpXJ-RfEk/s1600-h/f_attachment8m_cbedbee.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlEyI/AAAAAAAABns/RxnpXJ-RfEk/s320/f_attachment8m_cbedbee.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157601209039000354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlEzI/AAAAAAAABn0/P21iqateKcs/s1600-h/f_attachment9m_6bb271d.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-TXlEzI/AAAAAAAABn0/P21iqateKcs/s320/f_attachment9m_6bb271d.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157601209039000370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-2613290402131501659?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/q5STHol_13k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/q5STHol_13k/cool-funny-future-years.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5N6-DXlEwI/AAAAAAAABnc/tuOmNE1rkS4/s72-c/f_attachment1m_cc72f84.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/cool-funny-future-years.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5623111227688466687</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Jan 2008 16:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-20T08:32:33.599-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">kids</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">technology</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">porn</category><title>Kids can now watch Porn !!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5NzujXlEvI/AAAAAAAABnU/hZMEY-EudhI/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 215px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5NzujXlEvI/AAAAAAAABnU/hZMEY-EudhI/s320/11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157593241874666226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, parent in the world would like to see there children watching porn or any adult material when they are underage.But from my wildest observation i have concluded that watching  porn for kids will be very easy,no matter whether there parents like it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now,you will be thinking why i have said such a thing.Well the technology now-a-days is so much advanced that we can do literally do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The computer is now on our hands,in our pockets i mean its everywhere you can imagine.The best technology according to me are the PDAs.I don't want to go in the specification of the PDAs and neither this article is about them.I may have grown up but you can say i have a childish mind so i know very easily what a child would be thinking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My 13 year old cousin asked his parents to get him a PDA.After all his cryings and blah blah blah they bought him a second hand one.One day i went to his room and found his PDA on his bed while he was in the washroom.I usually don't do this but i started to explore through his PDA and there wallaaa !! i found it out "porn".It was a short clip but it was "porn".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I deleted the clip and when i talked to him i told him "there was something in your PDA which i have deleted,and if i found that stuff again i will tell your parents ".I felt really nice after telling him a good thing to do.So parents should avoid buying there children these stuff because children now days are very "advanced" like the "technology".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And did i mentioned i sent that clip on my mobile before deleting it :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5623111227688466687?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/ZN5ZDxHBxL4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/ZN5ZDxHBxL4/kids-can-now-watch-porn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R5NzujXlEvI/AAAAAAAABnU/hZMEY-EudhI/s72-c/11.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/kids-can-now-watch-porn.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5239098449979476235</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Jan 2008 14:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-11T06:15:27.809-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">women</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">face</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">expressions</category><title>Read Women Face Expressions</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pTXlCwI/AAAAAAAABWg/CibvWRR48Gg/s1600-h/female-faces-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pTXlCwI/AAAAAAAABWg/CibvWRR48Gg/s320/female-faces-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154222049029589762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pDXlCvI/AAAAAAAABWY/ei0gRRiXLSc/s1600-h/female-faces-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pDXlCvI/AAAAAAAABWY/ei0gRRiXLSc/s320/female-faces-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154222044734622450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pDXlCuI/AAAAAAAABWQ/RyOrwg_Q8gs/s1600-h/female-faces-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pDXlCuI/AAAAAAAABWQ/RyOrwg_Q8gs/s320/female-faces-3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154222044734622434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5ojXlCtI/AAAAAAAABWI/u6lMi3R_Kho/s1600-h/female-faces-4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5ojXlCtI/AAAAAAAABWI/u6lMi3R_Kho/s320/female-faces-4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154222036144687826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5239098449979476235?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/p9DCWMTX-Dw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/p9DCWMTX-Dw/read-women-face-expressions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4d5pTXlCwI/AAAAAAAABWg/CibvWRR48Gg/s72-c/female-faces-1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/read-women-face-expressions.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-1405150300873522618</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 15:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-07T07:14:34.782-08:00</atom:updated><title>Sponsored Condoms Funny</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4JBjDXk9rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1Fcmd__PdYU/s1600-h/condoms.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4JBjDXk9rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1Fcmd__PdYU/s320/condoms.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152752994120693426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-1405150300873522618?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/4PvbhYAuuuE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/4PvbhYAuuuE/sponsered-condoms-funny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R4JBjDXk9rI/AAAAAAAAAtM/1Fcmd__PdYU/s72-c/condoms.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2008/01/sponsered-condoms-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-6506025413713504351</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 13:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-16T05:14:09.740-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sex</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">people</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">qoutes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">famous</category><title>Famous People on a Famous Subject</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2UjpTXk8DI/AAAAAAAAAek/AFggmByidXo/s1600-h/FAQ_laughing_baby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2UjpTXk8DI/AAAAAAAAAek/AFggmByidXo/s400/FAQ_laughing_baby.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144557341821431858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(30, 39, 89);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I believe that sex is one of the most beautiful, natural, wholesome things that money can buy. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tom Clancy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know "that look" women get when they want sex? Me neither. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Martin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having sex is like playing bridge. If you don't have a good partner, you'd better have a good hand. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Woody Allen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bisexuality immediately doubles your chances for a date on Saturday night. ---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Rodney Dangerfield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a number of mechanical devices which increase sexual arousal, particularly in women. Chief among these is the Mercedes-Benz 380SL. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Lynn Lavner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving sex to the feminists is like letting your dog vacation at the taxidermist. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Matt Barry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex at age 90 is like trying to shoot pool with a rope. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sex is one of the nine reasons for reincarnation. The other eight are unimportant. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;George Burns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women might be able to fake orgasms. But men can fake whole relationships. ---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Sharon Stone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My girlfriend always laughs during sex---no matter what she's reading. ---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Steve Jobs (Founder, Apple Computer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother never saw the irony in calling me a son-of-a-bitch. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jack Nicholson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton lied. A man might forget where he parks or where he lives, but he never forgets oral sex, no matter how bad it is. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barbara Bush&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, yes, divorce, from the Latin word meaning to rip out a man's genitals through his wallet. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robin Williams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women complain about premenstrual syndrome, but I think of it as the only time of the month that I can be myself.---&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Roseanne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women need a reason to have sex. Men just need a place.--- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Billy Crystal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to a new survey, women say they feel more comfortable undressing in front of men than they do undressing in front of other women. They say that women are too judgmental, where, of course, men are just grateful. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Robert De Niro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a new medical crisis. Doctors are reporting that many men are having allergic reactions to latex condoms. They say they cause severe swelling. So what's the problem? --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dustin Hoffman&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's very little advice in men's magazines, because men think, "I know what I'm doing. Just show me somebody naked." --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jerry Seinfeld&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead of getting married again, I'm going to find a woman I don't like and just give her a house. --- &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Rod Stewart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-6506025413713504351?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/z-8VB9p-9WA" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/z-8VB9p-9WA/something-about-sex.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2UjpTXk8DI/AAAAAAAAAek/AFggmByidXo/s72-c/FAQ_laughing_baby.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/something-about-sex.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-1879818451700168045</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Dec 2007 08:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-16T01:29:09.942-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">villager</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">joke</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">superman</category><title>Superman Joke</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2TpDDXk8CI/AAAAAAAAAec/AqYxs0ogjRE/s1600-h/superman_pic.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 210px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2TpDDXk8CI/AAAAAAAAAec/AqYxs0ogjRE/s320/superman_pic.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144492913017024546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Once a villagers went to the city to see the high life.It got late at night so he thought he should go and have a drink.He was new in the city,so he was unable to find a bar.After some search he found a bar which was 12 buildings high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went inside and saw that there was only one man sitting in the bar and looking lonely so he sat by him,and told him that he was new to the city and he was unable to find a nice place to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lonley man smiled and welcomed him to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 5 minutes or so,the villager asked that man "tell me something special about this city"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely man replied " you know what !! if you jump from this window you will not die,instead you will come back up again"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villager said "hey !! i am not that stupid !! show me if you can,so i may believe "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely man jumped from the window and after one minute came back from that same window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villager believed him with open eyes and said " i am going to jump too"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely man said " yeah sure.. !! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The villager jumped from the window and died on falling from that high building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the bartender said to the Lonely man " hey...i think those are enough bears for u SUPERMAN "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehehe !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-1879818451700168045?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/mFLbZ6dBcmo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/mFLbZ6dBcmo/superman-joke.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R2TpDDXk8CI/AAAAAAAAAec/AqYxs0ogjRE/s72-c/superman_pic.jpeg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/superman-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5407379836385964488</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 Dec 2007 14:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-11T07:31:34.934-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dissapointments</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">grandma</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">girlfriend</category><title>Stupid Disappointments</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R16oLF9Ic-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/YWotc_szM4g/s1600-h/Homer-Simpson--C10053426.jpeg+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R16oLF9Ic-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/YWotc_szM4g/s320/Homer-Simpson--C10053426.jpeg+copy.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142732733034296290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The day before i was thinking of how many times i have been disappointed by my own stupidity and here are some events i came up with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;It was a sunny day and i planned to go to the beach to have a nice and calm day,laying in the sun.My old grandma calls me up (she loves me because i am the only one she can talk to ) and asks me what i am doing.So i told her that i was doing my usual stuff,i couldn't tell her that i was going to the beach because she loves the beach.So during our conversation she asks me why not goto the beach its a sunny day.And i said yes to her in a very sad manner.            So here we were at the beach with my old grandma.I knew&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;          that my whole day is ruined because she is old and i really                     like have to take a lot of care of her,so all that time what i                             did was make her comfortable.Do this do that for her,and                             the end of the day i had a headache and a not so good tan :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        2. I had a pretty disappointing end to my relationship.Here it is what happened.I was in a             good relationship with my girlfriend and i wanted to marry her.So that day she called my up         and said "hey..listen i have a great news to tell you" and we decided to meet in the night.I             thought that she would be happy and i should ask her to marry me.So i took the money                 from the ATM machine and bought a ring for her.So,the night came we were at this very             calm place it was something like a garden i think.Anyhow cutting the short story short :) ..         she told me that she has got a new job offer from another city and she would love to move             there.At that moment i thought to my self WTF is this a movie going around here.She asked         me to come with her but i said no because i have a good carrier.That day was the most                 disappointing day of my life.But thanks God that ring had a good retail price hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5407379836385964488?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/0RMbv1HiPoI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/0RMbv1HiPoI/stupid-disappointments.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R16oLF9Ic-I/AAAAAAAAAdw/YWotc_szM4g/s72-c/Homer-Simpson--C10053426.jpeg+copy.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/stupid-disappointments.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-7065475189078552240</guid><pubDate>Sat, 08 Dec 2007 10:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-08T02:58:02.495-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">10</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">cleavage</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">can.do</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">things</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ten</category><title>10 things a Cleavage can do !!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1pviV9IccI/AAAAAAAAAY0/A2yvGdYd-jc/s1600-h/penelope_cruz_cleavage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1pviV9IccI/AAAAAAAAAY0/A2yvGdYd-jc/s320/penelope_cruz_cleavage.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141544560396628418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Women are so much gifted.i think women can do anything with there beauty.the best weapon that a woman uses is her cleavage.do you know cleavages are a great way to do a lot of things.here is a list which i made,check it out :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;Easy discounts at departmental stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;Flirt with a guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;Make the first date really go somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt;Enhance there detective abilities if they are in working in police.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;Make a 80 year old wish he was 2 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt;If they are working in a complaint center,believe  me there would  be no complaints.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt;They can get a lot more attention ( a point worth not to mention hehehe )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt;Winning at casinos gets more easy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt;If they are working in a shop..then increase in the business,for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt;Extra popcorns at movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you agree with the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-7065475189078552240?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/P4eMD9N0iUk" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/P4eMD9N0iUk/10-things-cleavage-can-do.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1pviV9IccI/AAAAAAAAAY0/A2yvGdYd-jc/s72-c/penelope_cruz_cleavage.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/10-things-cleavage-can-do.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-7787745591636335513</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Dec 2007 15:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-07T01:36:01.247-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">paradoxes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">english</category><title>English is Strange !!</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;English Is A Crazy language.We take English for granted but, if we explore its paradoxes, we find that :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;There is no egg in eggplant nor ham in hamburger; neither apple nor pine in pineapple.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;English muffins weren't invented in England or French Fries in France.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweetmeats are candies while sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Quicksand can work slowly, boxing rings are square and a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Why is it that writers write, but fingers don't fing, grocers don't groce and hammers don't ham?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Doesn't it seem crazy that you can make amends but not one amend?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If teachers taught, why didn't preachers praught?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;If a vegetarian eats vegetables what does a humanitarian eat?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;this content is not originally mine..its courtesy of some website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/1344966363552998183-7787745591636335513?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/M6ZI6j-il9k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/M6ZI6j-il9k/english-is-strange.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/english-is-strange.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-2949221167351369370</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 20:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-03T06:11:33.551-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">uncle</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">immune</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">excess</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">granndfather</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">food</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">burger</category><title>Eating Eating Eating !!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1QLjF9IcWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/WjoQj8nWscM/s1600-R/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1QLjF9IcWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gA0Kqm6SxRI/s320/b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139745772258488674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Who doesn't loves to eat.everyone love to eat to there heart full.but have you ever thought that do we eat the way we should eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People go crazy when they go to fast food places.i am a big fan of fast food but i keep my hands away from overeating.the site of a yummy hot burger can make everyone drool over,but thats where your inner control has to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that people who eat a lot also don't want to eat that much,its just that they get immune to eat like that.i once asked my fat chubby uncle that why he eats that much and he said to me "common.. !! whats better than eating".I think nowadays people don't care how much and what they eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My grandfather told me a funny thing he said "if you want to eat less make a habit of doing this exercise..whenever someone asks you to eat food..just shake your head to left to the right".my uncle was eating a lot one day and i said to him "uncle..!! you have to drink something in the middle too..don't just eat like that" and he in return said "yes i know..i am waiting for the middle to come" hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think "should we eat to live" or "live to eat"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1QLTF9IcVI/AAAAAAAAAX8/k5wo0KFlOnI/s1600-R/b1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-2949221167351369370?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/tJcEq45z-Xs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/tJcEq45z-Xs/not-dumb-for-sure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R1QLjF9IcWI/AAAAAAAAAYE/gA0Kqm6SxRI/s72-c/b1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/12/not-dumb-for-sure.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5047597273346014604</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 10:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-30T02:51:43.352-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bush</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">know</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">where</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">usama</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">head</category><title>I Know where Usama is !!!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0_llXd0H5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/A9hfWvd2SUA/s1600-R/ubl.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0_llXd0H5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GLRIeVV1rKA/s200/ubl.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138578129970012050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whether he is the big terrorist or not but i know one thing for sure,kids should ask him where to hide when they are playing hide and seek.like who would have imagined that this man will survive when the US set there bombs on Afghanistan.he just makes his way this part of Afghanistan to another like he is an invisible man,for America yes he is an invisible man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is a brave man by the way,because to face the bombings America did on Afghanistan,only a mad man would have not surrenderd.hmm..am i calling Usama a mad man,well maybe he is.like just imagine can you people survive n those dirty old dusty caves.only one thing could have made surrendered that if he had a dust  allergy or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0_otnd0H6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/Iib_hi4BPS0/s1600-R/George-W-Bush.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0_otnd0H6I/AAAAAAAAAVA/MmnA_d66hhE/s200/George-W-Bush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138581570238816162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And what do you guys think about Mr.Bush,God knows what he is up to.&lt;br /&gt;have you ever seen two kids fight over something,and they beat the hell out of each other and then the family comes on settles the situation down.i think  Bush  and Usama are like the two kids but here there is no family to stop them because they are the  Heads of the family not the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think Bush is very affraid of Usama,because if he wasn't he would have faced Usama like a "Man",give him a playstation Need for  Speed challenge or something like that.in my opinion Bush has a Usama phobia,he thinks that Usama will kill him where ever he is.like have you imagined Bush coming from the toilet and saying "damn..!! Usama sure gave me a hard time in there ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We should all show a great pity to the soldiers that are fighting for these wars ( a 2 minute silence please ) but i think soldiers should boycott these wars,because there is no other way to stop these wars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bush is such a crap,because he is killing thousands of people for a single man..let him fight his own war,i bet Bush cries when he saws a mouse..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know where Usama is "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its in Bush's Head&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5047597273346014604?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/tlSac_IKmr4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/tlSac_IKmr4/i-know-where-usama-is.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0_llXd0H5I/AAAAAAAAAU4/GLRIeVV1rKA/s72-c/ubl.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-know-where-usama-is.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-7588698400535698533</guid><pubDate>Fri, 30 Nov 2007 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-29T16:22:23.145-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rich</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">college</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drop out</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hard luck</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bill gates</category><title>I Left College Because Of Bill Gates</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R09Wsnd0H4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/TTv044n1OiI/s1600-h/mon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R09Wsnd0H4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/TTv044n1OiI/s200/mon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138421024361291650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What do u need in this hurried up life, yeah i know what your answer is, its money right !!!.well my dreams of making money started when i was in my mothers womb.i know you all will be shocked to hear that,so let me tell you why i said that.when i was in my mothers womb the only question i asked my self through out those 9 months was that " cant my parents afford a better place for me to live..huh !!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew up in a middle class family.my parents gave me a good life and i was loving my life somehow.i always had the curiosity, how do people afford such big houses such lovely looking cars...and yes of course the women.i got annoyed sometimes tense and it was so much for me to handle at the age of 3..!! so i decided to shoot myself but damn those water pistols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i went to college after surviving those very tense years of my life i heard the name "Bill Gates".when i heard his story that he was a Howard dropout yet he is the richest man alive on this planet earth i said "damn,does he have any daughter so i can marry her".i got a slap from my inner self that said "common believe in yourself too,you can become a millionaire too".that day after returning back to home from college i decided to try out my luck and try to become Bill Gates.my friend advised me to buy some shares but i didn't have any money.i took my college fee fund and took loans and bought up a few shares thinking that i will become the stock exchange king...but my happy days were over before they even came because my shares dropped and i lost big time.i became a beggar i didn't have the money for college fee and i was dropped out from my college.a sad end to a happy start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all these years i now know that Bill Gates tried real hard to get to where he is now and he didn't because greatness is achieved by hard work.i wished i knew this before..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is something i wrote when i was 12 years old,i havent made any changes &amp;amp; i have copied it as it is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-7588698400535698533?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/YMl63AoLJjI" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/YMl63AoLJjI/i-left-college-because-of-bill-gates.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R09Wsnd0H4I/AAAAAAAAAUw/TTv044n1OiI/s72-c/mon.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-left-college-because-of-bill-gates.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-2722625723468617499</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 18:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-29T04:35:59.022-08:00</atom:updated><title>Hillarious !!!</title><description>a very funny video...must wacth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuMMfgWhm3g&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GuMMfgWhm3g&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-2722625723468617499?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/sqZsda5ibv0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/sqZsda5ibv0/hillarious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/hillarious.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-2313750323628655058</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Nov 2007 11:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-28T04:17:42.363-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">footsteps</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">britney</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ass</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">madonna</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">breasts</category><title>Britney &amp; Madonna !! Damn..</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R01ZhXd0HxI/AAAAAAAAATg/mHvBkih_Zlo/s1600-h/normalw_britney_spears451.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R01ZhXd0HxI/AAAAAAAAATg/mHvBkih_Zlo/s200/normalw_britney_spears451.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137861179669225234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;well well well.....Britney is back and with a new look ( if you know what i mean)..i wouldn't comment how the song is and all that stuff but i am here to comment on something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do you guys think that to make a good comeback "do u have to show your freakin good ass these days !!! " .. i hope you have watched the video..i don't know about the song but there was something that kept me on my chair and i watched the whole video and all the time i was saying gimme gimme more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for me i think Britney for sure has followed Madonna footsteps or Madonna's Ass...these women totally know how to get men crazy over and over again...&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R01a5Hd0HyI/AAAAAAAAATo/hfVr0GBpl5Q/s1600-h/Madonna_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R01a5Hd0HyI/AAAAAAAAATo/hfVr0GBpl5Q/s200/Madonna_cover.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137862687202746146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you guys must remember Madonna come back song "hung up" which showed Madonna's secret weapon and it worked for her...i heard TV music presenters talking about her hot thing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i for sure believe that if someone has to make a comeback in the future  they would go for "ass implants" rather than going for "breast implants"..!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m3ceCMpPJgc"&gt;Watch Britney video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CosUSYHGQeM"&gt;Watch Madonna Video&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-2313750323628655058?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/1PDPbxhdBkc" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/1PDPbxhdBkc/britney-madonna-damn.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R01ZhXd0HxI/AAAAAAAAATg/mHvBkih_Zlo/s72-c/normalw_britney_spears451.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/britney-madonna-damn.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-124224842054588414</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 20:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-27T12:11:19.364-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">poison</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">bad</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">drunk</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">wife</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">day</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">virgin</category><title>some jokes to share</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Poor Drunk Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A completely inebriated man was stumbling down the street with one foot on the curb and one foot in the gutter. A cop pulled up and said, "I've got to take you in, pal. You're obviously drunk."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wino asked, "Officer, are ya absolutely sure I'm drunk?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, buddy, I'm sure," said the copper. "Let's go."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing a sigh of relief, the wino said, "Thank goodness, I thought I was crippled."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 Husbands, Still a Virgin&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lawyer married a woman who had previously divorced ten husbands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On their wedding night, she told her new husband, "Please be gentle, I'm still a virgin."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?" said the puzzled groom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"How can that be if you've been married ten times?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, Husband #1 was a sales representative: he kept telling me how great it was going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #2 was in software services: he was never really sure how it was supposed to function, but he said he'd look into it and get back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #3 was from field services: he said everything checked out diagnostically but he just couldn't get the system up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #4 was in telemarketing: even though he knew he had the order, he didn't know when he would be able to deliver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #5 was an engineer: he understood the basic process but wanted three years to research, implement, and design a new state-of-the-art method.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #6 was from finance and administration: he thought he knew how, but he wasn't sure whether it was his job or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #7 was in marketing: although he had a nice product, he was never sure how to position it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #8 was a psychologist: all he ever did was talk about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #9 was a gynecologist: all he did was look at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband #10 was a stamp collector: all he ever did was... God! I miss him! But now that I've married you, I'm really excited!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Good," said the new husband, "but, why?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You're a lawyer. This time I know I'm gonna get screwed!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;A Really Bad Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was this guy at a bar, just looking at his drink. He stays like that for half of an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, this big trouble-making truck driver steps next to him, takes the drink from the guy, and just drinks it all down. The poor man starts crying. The truck driver says, "Come on man, I was just joking. Here, I'll buy you another drink. I just can't stand to see a man cry."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No, it's not that. This day is the worst of my life. First, I fall asleep, and I go late to my office. My boss, outrageous, fires me. When I leave the building, to my car, I found out it was stolen. The police said that they can do nothing. I get a cab to return home, and when I leave it, I remember I left my wallet and credit cards there. The cab driver just drives away."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I go home, and when I get there, I find my wife in bed with the gardener. I leave home, and come to this bar. And just when I was thinking about putting an end to my life, you show up and drink my poison."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-124224842054588414?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/FdJM74zCLGo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/FdJM74zCLGo/some-jokes-to-share.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/some-jokes-to-share.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-7305933952480594639</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Nov 2007 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-27T03:59:45.614-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">annoyed</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">nature</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">parents</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">friends</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">shoot</category><title>People must to hate</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0wGp3d0HvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1oaMJroS8H8/s1600-h/1095905682_shouting.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0wGp3d0HvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1oaMJroS8H8/s200/1095905682_shouting.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137488591256297202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;There are always people around you whom you are really annoyed by and you just want to shoot them...!! but you can't and this thing disturbs you more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over the years i have met a lot of people who really annoy me and some of them are my friends too. there is a friend of mine who loves to sing and whenever a new song comes he is the first one from whom i hear that song...and let me tell you he doesn't have a good voice,my dog barks in a good tone than his...believe me one that.one day he was singing to me and i just wanted to say o him "will you allow me to kick your a**"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the most interesting part of all is that he persons that really disturb you,its hard to tell them the reality...i don't know why this is but thats the way i found it to be..or maybe its just my nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of the people are disturbed by there parents...i find this situation really really funny !! and i think grown ups should be given a private space...i remember my mom used to shout at me when my room was not tidy up...and i just said "if u cleaned my room...i wouldn't be able to find my stuff"...parents are so much involved in our daily life that we sometimes feel that we were born with them.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyhow...i think people are people and everyone comes with his own nature.. !! so we shouldn't get annoyed by them.....oh ! i think that friend of mine has knocked on the door....let me get my new gun..!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-7305933952480594639?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/yoyjLLUmgL8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/yoyjLLUmgL8/people-must-to-hate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0wGp3d0HvI/AAAAAAAAAS8/1oaMJroS8H8/s72-c/1095905682_shouting.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/people-must-to-hate.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-7821762188797219268</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Nov 2007 18:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-26T14:08:46.979-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">eyes</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">saw</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">baywatch</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">not</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jane</category><title>Why i "SAW" that !!</title><description>Watching movies is not what i am into but i do watch movies when i am with my friends..the latest movie buzz that was around was that "SAW 4" is coming..i am not a fan of these kinds of movies so i wasn't excited at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me tell you what happened to me..my dear friend Jane whom i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0tD23d0HuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hyie5iJdHSM/s1600-h/saw4poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0tD23d0HuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hyie5iJdHSM/s200/saw4poster.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137274409827180258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; am around for now like 4 years asked me if i would like to see the movie with her...but i refused saying that i don't like this stuff but she insisted me to watch it..anyways to get a knowledge about this movie she bought me DVDs of the SAW series and told me to watch them....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here i was...2 O'clock in the night,and i decided to watch the first part of SAW...i watch my movies in my room and the lights are always off during the movie...i knew i didn't want to watch it but for just sake of curiosity i was.....anyhow the movie started ( don't worry i am not gonna tell you the story... and bla bla bla !! ) ....and i watched a lot of the  movie with my eyes closed ( yeah you can laugh )..however the movie finished somehow thanks to my hands =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next thing i know...i was getting some kind of weired feeling like cold blood or something like that....and i thought to myself that i should sleep..but just then a scene of the movie came into my mind ( the only one which i saw with open eyes...and i don't know why) and i got something like a puke...sorry readers i don't want you to get upset !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the conclusion of the movie according to me is that "when you have shows like BAYWATCH ...don't you ever think of watching SAW...i mean common who can beat women hehehe "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish SAW 4 gets a bad response and they stop making these movies...good for me then !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;extremely sorry if i offended any SAW movie fan...its just for fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-7821762188797219268?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/lslRPFf3pCo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/lslRPFf3pCo/why-i-saw-that.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0tD23d0HuI/AAAAAAAAAS0/hyie5iJdHSM/s72-c/saw4poster.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/why-i-saw-that.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-3612584701370382383</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 22:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-27T04:09:14.258-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">imagine</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">ghost</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">feeling</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">watching</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">stuff</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">daily</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">mind</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">private</category><title>Ghosts are Funny !!</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amc3d0HoI/AAAAAAAAARs/1RqPxOont-o/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 221px; height: 221px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amc3d0HoI/AAAAAAAAARs/1RqPxOont-o/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135975439918177922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you believe in ghosts or not..i won't mind if you do or if you don't..i was thinking the other day and this thought came up in my mind what if a ghost was sitting with me right now..and that thought carried along at the end i made some very funny observations,,let me share them with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What if you were changing your clothes and there was a ghost sitting by your bed and watching you change your clothes...seeing what you hide from the world..i tried to imagine this myself and believe me this really gives you a funny sensation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or lets imagine that.what if you were inside your washroom doing whatever...reading some magazine,paper etc..and a ghost is standing there smoking his cigarate..well i bet if there was one and you knew it..you wouldn't be able to piss for a month :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting scenario that i came up with was a robbery situation...the thief is trying to unlock the locker and talking to himself "i hope no one is watching me" :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried this..i want you to do this too...try imagining that there is a ghost watching you and observing your each and every move..and you will feel a very funny feeling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and as it is said "be scared"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-3612584701370382383?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/JRgCTJbl24k" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/JRgCTJbl24k/ghosts-are-funny.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amc3d0HoI/AAAAAAAAARs/1RqPxOont-o/s72-c/3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/ghosts-are-funny.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-5089097424517200897</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Nov 2007 12:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-23T02:07:07.482-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">unreal</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">good</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">pamela</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fake</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">confident</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">boobs.breasts</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">not</category><title>Are we into Plastic</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amPHd0HnI/AAAAAAAAARk/Qn5grE7_aPY/s1600-h/pamela_anderson_229462g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amPHd0HnI/AAAAAAAAARk/Qn5grE7_aPY/s200/pamela_anderson_229462g.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135975203694976626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Do you like natural or plastic !! i mean how would you like it, a plastic woman or a natural one..its really weired why we admire women who have big fake plastic body parts..i feel really disturbed by all this... !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a very interesting site which i came across with,it has names of the famous celebrities that have undergone breast implants..&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.giveboobs.com/funstuff.html#celebs"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; if u want to see the list&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that women with fake breasts are totally not confident of there beauty..you all people will agree to me that those fake things are not attractive,they might be amazing but they are not attractive not for me at least..and if you guys who like fake boobs just think and evaluate.. are you loving a woman or plastic instead !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't want to point out celebrities..i just want to  raise a point here...the most talked about celebrity which we talk about when we want to discuss big breasts is for sure Pamela Anderson..by face she may be pretty  but what she has done to her breasts is totally not good..they look unreal for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If women really want to do these implants..cant they just do it such that they don't look unreal...then there breasts will be much believable  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-5089097424517200897?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/RvhUbG4eSg8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/RvhUbG4eSg8/are-we-into-plastic.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0amPHd0HnI/AAAAAAAAARk/Qn5grE7_aPY/s72-c/pamela_anderson_229462g.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/are-we-into-plastic.html</feedburner:origLink></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1344966363552998183.post-4908890872045899575</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Nov 2007 12:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-23T02:05:52.671-08:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">dangerous</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">rides</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">life</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funeral</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">funny</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brother</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">affraid</category><title>The Death Ride</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0al0Xd0HlI/AAAAAAAAARU/HuE77ojPeMA/s1600-h/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0al0Xd0HlI/AAAAAAAAARU/HuE77ojPeMA/s200/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135974744133475922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The horrifying rides at carnivals etc totally make me sick...i avoid going to places where they have these kinds rides...don't you think they are dangerous..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just can't figure out how people take these rides...these rides are totally insane..i bet there are still a lot of "strong" men who haven't took these kinds of rides yet..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother visited UK a few months...he was showing me his pics while taking such a ride ( they take pictures of you when you pass a tunnel ) .. and that pic of him was really funny...like he was scared to death and it was all visible..we had a lot of laughs over that....but you know i laughed even more when he said "i wished i could get a better picture" and i said "yeah..!! if u had pissed too..it would have been a perfect picture then"&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0al6Hd0HmI/AAAAAAAAARc/KKDLVWaxhx8/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0al6Hd0HmI/AAAAAAAAARc/KKDLVWaxhx8/s200/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135974842917723746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know these people...who take these rides like they don't matter....for me they matter a lot..i love my life !! so whenever someone asks me to take these rides i just say "go ahead !! see you at your funeral :) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if anyone gives me a million dollar and say to take these rides i would never go....i know i am not the only one afraid of these rides..there are a lot of people like me...and maybe you also may be another one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways as i use to say...its your life.....go die your self :) hehehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1344966363552998183-4908890872045899575?l=sleepylazy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~4/oAKvra7W6Ew" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</description><link>http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/SleepyLazy/~3/oAKvra7W6Ew/death-ride.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Khawaja)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cJUUqsiqpT0/R0al0Xd0HlI/AAAAAAAAARU/HuE77ojPeMA/s72-c/1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://sleepylazy.blogspot.com/2007/11/death-ride.html</feedburner:origLink></item></channel></rss>

