<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220</id><updated>2024-11-01T11:41:52.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WYDE MAUT</title><subtitle type='html'>Comedian</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-4750445616059727505</id><published>2013-02-09T15:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2013-02-09T15:45:27.284+01:00</updated><title type='text'>jokes!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;One faithful day I was in a bus travelling from Lagos to Benin, on our way going the phone of the girl siting very close to me rang, she answered the call and said: “Honey, I’m on my way to Calabar for a burial ceremony, I will call you when I get there”. Few minutes later another girls phone rang, she answered and said: “Sweetheart, I’m on my way to Abuja for an interview and I don’t have much on me, can you please send me chips for the trip”. Immediately the call ended, the phone of a girl sitting at the back rang, she answered and said: “Chief, sorry I’m on my way to Ibadan to collect form for my Masters’ Degree Program, I will call you as soon as I get back”. An Aboki sitting at the back of the bus angrily shouted at the driver: “Kai, oga driber stoop…..I said stoop, abeg park am por the bus, wia exackly is this bus I dey go?????”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioFQlR-iqjgCzxdpK46UiuX8VCN2Rj-ZXCiZZy5nOdJNkJmEkQP0l3D9iQw4l5gfMM0lAC2EeblguGlXR7xoo2ReO1JSu_7c7Gbiza6JRIv5ZS-IEJuMNszD6d-epOBo4cweVgYopyryOx/?imgmax=800&quot;&gt;&lt;img title=&quot;images&quot; style=&quot;border-top: 0px; border-right: 0px; background-image: none; border-bottom: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-left: 0px; border-left: 0px; display: inline; padding-right: 0px&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;images&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfg9K6sOijjwoK-y0_A0mxgaGOaafrtwekLJtvoJW77sDXOCjkxKzt3pZ1lhyWL_s-Wd43qgyJCUZqx4T0E-z7CQ9rSIJcMkV7b82mVrzl1tUY35nJiwOZSCKwLgkgKX8FPG6pc0_u60Uk/?imgmax=800&quot; width=&quot;244&quot; height=&quot;184&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4750445616059727505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2013/02/jokes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4750445616059727505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4750445616059727505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2013/02/jokes.html' title='jokes!!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfg9K6sOijjwoK-y0_A0mxgaGOaafrtwekLJtvoJW77sDXOCjkxKzt3pZ1lhyWL_s-Wd43qgyJCUZqx4T0E-z7CQ9rSIJcMkV7b82mVrzl1tUY35nJiwOZSCKwLgkgKX8FPG6pc0_u60Uk/s72-c?imgmax=800" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-3811469205812996102</id><published>2013-02-07T16:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2013-02-07T16:31:48.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lagos to introduce Cable Cars for Mass Transportation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class=&quot;fbPhotosPhotoCaption&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:45}&quot; id=&quot;fbPhotoPageCaption&quot; tabindex=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hasCaption&quot;&gt;Lagos Moves To Introduce Cable Cars For Mass Transportation.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
 In what looks likes the Lagos State government’s arrangement towards 
getting a replacement for the commercial motorcycle transport system 
(popularly called Okada), a cable car company, Ropeways Transport 
Limited, is set to launch a cable car mass urban transit system in the 
nation’s commercial capital.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; This is as a re&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;sult
 of the signing of a 30-year Franchise Agreement by Ropeways Transport 
Limited, the Lagos Metropolitan Area Transport Authority (LAMATA) and 
the Lagos State Government recently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;fbPhotosPhotoCaption&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:45}&quot; id=&quot;fbPhotoPageCaption&quot; tabindex=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hasCaption&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;What do you have to say about this development if it eventually come to lime light, because there are so many factors to consider.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOI_xm1sJQmFmGJVgHsIYP50-myteuyb2ISpbwUVH646bTckyUDoQgs6Iuziw4LlIIW93TdFz_nmxrxHXQWc_9Z3Zz5XDml_zpCpZzwiiWrzXLrkM4niaYM6oRR-PjciUclE0KVR2WJqIs/s1600/lasgidi.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;192&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOI_xm1sJQmFmGJVgHsIYP50-myteuyb2ISpbwUVH646bTckyUDoQgs6Iuziw4LlIIW93TdFz_nmxrxHXQWc_9Z3Zz5XDml_zpCpZzwiiWrzXLrkM4niaYM6oRR-PjciUclE0KVR2WJqIs/s320/lasgidi.jpg&quot; width=&quot;320&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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&lt;span class=&quot;fbPhotosPhotoCaption&quot; data-ft=&quot;{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:45}&quot; id=&quot;fbPhotoPageCaption&quot; tabindex=&quot;0&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;hasCaption&quot;&gt;&lt;span class=&quot;text_exposed_show&quot;&gt;Safe or Not.......what&#39;s your take? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/3811469205812996102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2013/02/lagos-to-introduce-cable-cars-for-mass.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/3811469205812996102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/3811469205812996102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2013/02/lagos-to-introduce-cable-cars-for-mass.html' title='Lagos to introduce Cable Cars for Mass Transportation'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOI_xm1sJQmFmGJVgHsIYP50-myteuyb2ISpbwUVH646bTckyUDoQgs6Iuziw4LlIIW93TdFz_nmxrxHXQWc_9Z3Zz5XDml_zpCpZzwiiWrzXLrkM4niaYM6oRR-PjciUclE0KVR2WJqIs/s72-c/lasgidi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-8434454653720289483</id><published>2011-03-26T14:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T14:54:07.791+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;AJEGUNLE MUST LAUGH!!!&quot;</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&quot;Its happening LIVE!!!!! @ Ajegunle, Lagos Nigeria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;On the 27th of March 2011, Topson Fastfood is the Location (Mosafejo, Amukoko Lagos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;Its a Free-For-All Show.........&quot;AJEGUNLE MUST LAUGH&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style=&quot;color: blue;&quot;&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Be There!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href=&quot;http://facebook.com/WYDEMAUT&quot;&gt;http://facebook.com/WYDEMAUT&lt;/a&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8434454653720289483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2011/03/ajegunle-must-laugh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/8434454653720289483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/8434454653720289483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2011/03/ajegunle-must-laugh.html' title='&quot;AJEGUNLE MUST LAUGH!!!&quot;'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANgRzVbPwBKa0mJDnuLZFSBLGdqnaa2d4dzg_x6yA2wI2uy2Q-3nq_RAjFfPVvaGmkmgzI7dhTxuhiep29KGBvuYmt5AChJ3Qc05eH38hzvSnfijRJGO20Kkkyra0SUEEXwqdY0eqeCsc/s72-c/a.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-590466737262556143</id><published>2010-07-28T07:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-08T16:57:00.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>IT’S FINALLY OUT!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Hello peeps, its like AGESSSS LMAO, well i’ve been away for a while though busy trying to make something that will keep the ribs cracking even while i’m away, i hope u guys didn’t miss me much? even if u did well i guess what am about to tell y’all will make u SCREAM!!!! Yea i just said that SCREAM lol. I have recorded an “exclusive laughter mix-tape” which i will be putting up here soonest, but first, i want to give y’all the chance to tell me what you’ll really like to be the title of this mix-tape, YES. I will really want u guys to do that ASAP so we won’t keep others waiting, hun? But until then…………………….”give that frown a rest”.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Catch y’all at the day of the naming ceremony and launching PMSL……stay safe, ciao!!!&lt;/p&gt;  </content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/590466737262556143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-finally-out.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/590466737262556143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/590466737262556143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/07/its-finally-out.html' title='IT’S FINALLY OUT!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-7582334045846134339</id><published>2010-05-11T20:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T20:12:59.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Very Funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen=&#39;allowfullscreen&#39; webkitallowfullscreen=&#39;webkitallowfullscreen&#39; mozallowfullscreen=&#39;mozallowfullscreen&#39; width=&#39;320&#39; height=&#39;266&#39; src=&#39;https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dya2DQor6BvtwimTLLud10ECu0go6aSov5OKRX69kukvjENGLojhJ-PQ8D2B12CDwHiZtH36cl6hIUMuH0ysw&#39; class=&#39;b-hbp-video b-uploaded&#39; frameborder=&#39;0&#39;&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&quot;Most times, you just need to let it go.....lolz&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7582334045846134339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/05/very-funny.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/7582334045846134339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/7582334045846134339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/05/very-funny.html' title='Very Funny'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-7613686703297033298</id><published>2010-03-22T13:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T13:01:31.988+01:00</updated><title type='text'>&quot;Murder in the Cathedral&quot; by T.S Elliot</title><content type='html'>&quot;We don&#39;t know much of the future, except that from generation to generation the same thing &lt;br /&gt;
happens again and again. Men learn little from others experience, but in the life of man &lt;br /&gt;
never the same time returns. &lt;i&gt;Sever the cord, shed the scale. Only the fool, fixed in his&lt;br /&gt;
folly, may think he can turn the wheel on which he turns.&quot;&lt;/i&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/7613686703297033298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/murder-in-cathedral-by-ts-elliot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/7613686703297033298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/7613686703297033298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/murder-in-cathedral-by-ts-elliot.html' title='&quot;Murder in the Cathedral&quot; by T.S Elliot'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-6147762906335702866</id><published>2010-03-22T12:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-22T12:36:14.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Poem to ponder!</title><content type='html'>Then came at a predetermined moment,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
a moment in time and of time.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A moment not out of time, but in time,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
in what we call history:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
transecting and bisecting the world of time.&lt;br /&gt;
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A moment in time,&lt;br /&gt;
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but not like a moment of time.&lt;br /&gt;
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A moment in time,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
but time was made through that moment:&lt;br /&gt;
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for without the meaning,&lt;br /&gt;
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there is no time,&lt;br /&gt;
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and that moment of time,&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
gave the meaning.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6147762906335702866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-to-ponder.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/6147762906335702866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/6147762906335702866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/poem-to-ponder.html' title='A Poem to ponder!'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-2103982137362607070</id><published>2010-03-21T13:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-21T13:15:45.813+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Be original...</title><content type='html'>&quot;A Tradition of imitations, of mere copying, can never produce anything but imitations and&lt;br /&gt;
copies; It imitates appearances and misses realities. It is like a factory that produces&lt;br /&gt;
fake furniture, it may achieve a reproduction but not a new creation.&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2103982137362607070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-original.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2103982137362607070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2103982137362607070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-original.html' title='Be original...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-5885128093257957022</id><published>2010-03-14T16:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T16:58:30.488+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Heaven is getting full.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: times new roman,helvetica;&quot;&gt;Three men were standing in line  to get into heaven one day. Apparently it had been a pretty busy day,  though, so Peter had to tell the first one, &quot;Heaven&#39;s getting pretty  close to full today, and I&#39;ve been asked to admit only people who have  had particularly horrible deaths. So what&#39;s your story?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
So the first man replies: &quot;Well, for a while I&#39;ve suspected my wife has  been cheating on me, so today I came home early to try to catch her  red-handed. As I came into my 25th floor apartment, I could tell  something was wrong, but all my searching around didn&#39;t reveal where  this other guy could have been hiding. Finally, I went out to the  balcony, and sure enough, there was this man hanging off the railing, 25  floors above ground! By now I was really mad, so I started beating on  him and kicking him, but wouldn&#39;t you know it, he wouldn&#39;t fall off. So  finally I went back into my apartment and got a hammer and starting  hammering on his fingers. Of course, he couldn&#39;t stand that for long, so  he let go and fell -- but even after 25 stories, he fell into the  bushes, stunned but okay. I couldn&#39;t stand it anymore, so I ran into the  kitchen, grabbed the fridge and threw it over the edge where it landed  on him, killing him instantly. But all the stress and anger got to me,  and I had a heart attack and died there on the balcony.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;That sounds like a pretty bad day to me,&quot; said Peter, and let the man  in. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The second man comes up and Peter explains to him about heaven being  full, and again asks for his story. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;It&#39;s been a very strange day. You see, I live on the 26th floor of my  apartment building, and every morning I do my exercises out on my  balcony. Well, this morning I must have slipped or something, because I  fell over the edge. But I got lucky, and caught the railing of the  balcony on the floor below me. I knew I couldn&#39;t hang on for very long,  when suddenly this man burst out onto the balcony. I thought for sure I  was saved, when he started beating on me and kicking me. I held on the  best I could until he ran into the apartment and grabbed a hammer and  started pounding on my hands. Finally I just let go, but again I got  lucky and fell into the bushes below, stunned but all right. Just when I  was thinking I was going to be okay, this refrigerator comes falling  out of the sky and crushes me instantly, and now I&#39;m here.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Once again, Peter had to concede that that sounded like a pretty  horrible death. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The third man came to the front of the line, and again Peter explained  that heaven was full and asked for his story. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;Picture this,&quot; says the third man, &quot;I&#39;m hiding inside a  refrigerator...&quot; &lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5885128093257957022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/heaven-is-getting-full.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/5885128093257957022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/5885128093257957022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/heaven-is-getting-full.html' title='Heaven is getting full.....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-6688164013160711864</id><published>2010-03-11T10:35:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T10:35:12.864+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Be Wise...</title><content type='html'>It&#39;s only a fool fixed in its folly can think he can TURN the wheel on which he TURNS!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Peace.....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wyde Maut.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/6688164013160711864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-wise.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/6688164013160711864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/6688164013160711864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/03/be-wise.html' title='Be Wise...'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-4700466442503200208</id><published>2010-02-24T18:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:06:00.431+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vision 2020</title><content type='html'>The None-acting President of Nigeria is back in the country (They said), so what will Nigerians expect??? What will happen to the Acting President that has been promising so much??? And what will happen to the s......... Agenda??? There are so many questions that need answers.... But u&#39;re free to leave ur comment...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;God bless Nigeria&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wyde Maut.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4700466442503200208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/02/vision-2020.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4700466442503200208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4700466442503200208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/02/vision-2020.html' title='Vision 2020'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-1999088437574775464</id><published>2010-02-23T16:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T16:32:23.644+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Man and Apes</title><content type='html'>Well, this is not new to us. They(scientist) have been trying to convince us that Man evolves from Monkeys and apes...thats disgusting.... So my point is, if Man really evolves from Monkey and Apes as they(scientist) say, why do we still have Monkeys and Apes?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Pls leave ur comments....&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Wyde Maut.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/1999088437574775464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-and-apes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/1999088437574775464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/1999088437574775464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/02/man-and-apes.html' title='Man and Apes'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-8080944175064584940</id><published>2010-01-14T17:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:17:14.209+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Truck Driver</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&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, &quot;Come on man, I was just joking. Here,    I&#39;ll buy you another drink. I just can&#39;t stand to see a man cry.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;No, it&#39;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.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&quot;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.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/8080944175064584940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/truck-driver.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/8080944175064584940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/8080944175064584940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/truck-driver.html' title='Truck Driver'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-4705679171104077848</id><published>2010-01-14T17:06:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:06:28.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>David Jones</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;This guy walks into a bar with this really             great shirt on. The bartender goes, &quot;Where&#39;d you get the great             shirt mate?&quot; The man replies, &quot;David Jones.&quot; This 2nd             guy walks into the bar with really good pants on and the bartender             goes &quot;Where&#39;d you get the great pants mate?&quot; The man             replies, &quot; David Jones.&quot; This 3rd guy walks into the bar             with really great shoes and sock on. The bartender goes,             &quot;Where&#39;d you get the great shoes and socks mate?&quot; The man             replies, &quot;David Jones.&quot; Then this 4th guy runs in naked             and the bartender goes, &quot;Look Who the hell are you mate?&quot;             And the naked guy says, &quot;I&#39;m David Jones!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/4705679171104077848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-jones.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4705679171104077848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/4705679171104077848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/david-jones.html' title='David Jones'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-5534592971805712377</id><published>2010-01-14T16:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T16:52:14.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Businessman</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Arial;&quot;&gt;A businessman enters a tavern, sits down at             the bar, and orders a double martini on the rocks. After he finishes             the drink, he peeks inside his shirt pocket, then orders the             bartender to prepare another double martini. After he finishes that, he again peeks inside his shirt pocket and orders the bartender             to bring another double martini. The bartender says, &quot;Look,             buddy, I&#39;ll bring ya&#39; martinis all night long - but you gotta tell             me why you look inside your shirt pocket before you order a             refill.&quot; The customer replies, &quot;I&#39;m peeking at a photo of             my wife. When she starts to look good, I know it&#39;s time to go             home.&quot;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/5534592971805712377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/businessman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/5534592971805712377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/5534592971805712377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/businessman.html' title='A Businessman'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-2258194880273947267</id><published>2010-01-12T19:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:04:25.597+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=&quot;color:#000099;&quot;&gt;If you only knew the reason,&lt;br /&gt;For the sudden change in season.&lt;br /&gt;For the trouble that was caused,&lt;br /&gt;And the life you put on pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halting this life in such a way,&lt;br /&gt;Made it hard to see a new day.&lt;br /&gt;Burning this day in my skull,&lt;br /&gt;Made it hard to reach even for a pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost losing all of my grasp,&lt;br /&gt;Not much to grab on to nothing to clasp.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end the message is clear,&lt;br /&gt;With much to lose but nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though at times with nothing to see,&lt;br /&gt;Strong perseverance will set you free.&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2258194880273947267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/word_12.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2258194880273947267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2258194880273947267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/word_12.html' title='WORD.....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7140700905490743220.post-2670114405853187736</id><published>2010-01-12T19:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:03:09.855+01:00</updated><title type='text'>WORD.....</title><content type='html'>If you only knew the reason,&lt;br /&gt;For the sudden change in season.&lt;br /&gt;For the trouble that was caused,&lt;br /&gt;And the life you put on pause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Halting this life in such a way,&lt;br /&gt;Made it hard to see a new day.&lt;br /&gt;Burning this day in my skull,&lt;br /&gt;Made it hard to reach even for a pull.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost losing all of my grasp,&lt;br /&gt;Not much to grab on to nothing to clasp.&lt;br /&gt;And in the end the message is clear,&lt;br /&gt;With much to lose but nothing to fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though at times with nothing to see,&lt;br /&gt;Strong perseverance will set you free.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/feeds/2670114405853187736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/word.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2670114405853187736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7140700905490743220/posts/default/2670114405853187736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wydemaut.blogspot.com/2010/01/word.html' title='WORD.....'/><author><name>Anonymous</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11816017864526362798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>