<?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-4783848625193553817</id><updated>2024-09-02T00:31:12.992-07:00</updated><category term="Funny Video"/><category term="Rated PG"/><category term="Rated G"/><category term="Rated PG-13"/><category term="Funny Forwards"/><category term="Management Lessons"/><category term="Q and A&#39;s"/><category term="Funny Pictures"/><category term="Think ~"/><category term="On the Verge"/><category term="Idiotic Discounts"/><category term="Language Fun"/><category term="Things to To"/><category term="Why Baggy Pants ?"/><title type='text'>baggy-pants</title><subtitle type='html'>There was a time when I thought, I could have made a living being a stand up comedian, a few friends on the Internet, a stint here or there, and it made sense, not right now, maybe latter.. let me see if I can make you laugh.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>51</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-7461368314886876928</id><published>2009-10-06T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T06:46:55.719-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Forwards"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Q and A&#39;s"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated PG"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Think ~"/><title type='text'>Be Positive - THE REASON YOU DID NOT GET INTO IIM AHMEDABAD</title><content type='html'>A beautiful Madam was having trouble with one of her students in 1st&lt;br /&gt;Grade class. Madam asked,&#39;Boy. What is your problem?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy answered, &#39;I&#39;m too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in the&lt;br /&gt;third-grade and I&#39;m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the&lt;br /&gt;4th Grade!&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam had enough. She took the Boy to the principal&#39;s office. While&lt;br /&gt;the Boy waited in the outer office, madam explained to the principal&lt;br /&gt;what the situation was. The principal told Madam he would give the boy&lt;br /&gt;a test and if he failed to answer any of his&lt;br /&gt;Questions he was to go back to the first-grade and behave.She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Boy was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he&lt;br /&gt;agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: &#39;What is 3 x 3?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: &#39;9&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: &#39;What is 6 x 6?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: &#39;36&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a 4th grade&lt;br /&gt;should know. The principal looks at Madam and tells her, &#39;I think Boy&lt;br /&gt;can go to the 4th grade.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam says to the principal, &#39;I have some of my own questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I ask him ?&#39; The principal and Boy both agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam asks, &#39;What does a cow have four of that I have only two of&#39;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, after a moment &#39;Legs.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: &#39;What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: &#39;Pockets.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy, oval,&lt;br /&gt;Delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Coconut&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft And sticky?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal&#39;s eyes open really wide and before he could stop the&lt;br /&gt;answer, Boy was taking charge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Bubblegum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a&lt;br /&gt;dog does on three legs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal&#39;s eyes open really wide and before he could stop the answer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Shake hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me up. I&lt;br /&gt;get wet before you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Tent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you&#39;re bored. The&lt;br /&gt;best man always has me first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Principal was looking restless, a bit tense and took one large&lt;br /&gt;Patiala Vodka peg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Wedding Ring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: I come in many sizes. When I&#39;m not well, I drip. When you blow&lt;br /&gt;me, you feel good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Nose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a quiver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Arrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What word starts with a &#39;F&#39; and ends in &#39;K&#39; that means lot of&lt;br /&gt;heat and excitement?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Fire truck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What word starts with a &#39;F&#39; and ends in &#39;K&#39; &amp; if u don&#39;t get&lt;br /&gt;it, u have to use ur hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: Fork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What is it that all men have one of it&#39;s longer on some men&lt;br /&gt;than on others, the pope doesn&#39;t use his and a man gives it to his&lt;br /&gt;wife after they&#39;re married?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: SURNAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madam: What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots of&lt;br /&gt;veins, like pumping, &amp; is responsible for making love ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy.: HEART.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Send this Boy to&lt;br /&gt;IIM AHMEDABAD (Indian Institute Of Management)&lt;br /&gt;I got the last ten questions wrong myself!&#39;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7461368314886876928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/7461368314886876928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7461368314886876928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7461368314886876928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/10/be-positive-reason-you-did-not-get-into.html' title='Be Positive - THE REASON YOU DID NOT GET INTO IIM AHMEDABAD'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-1844745988929012644</id><published>2009-05-09T23:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T23:56:42.185-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Things to To"/><title type='text'>30 Things To Do In An Exam When You Know You&#39;re Going To Fail It Anyways!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEz_wnL9NNr6Yna77rIXt_RBIZYjQRV5ACfH1koxZ135klujkuoDTWeo-mhkcsuwZiac7Yarpv8aGml4VeIJM6Ho8ecueycTKHXPR8ctwsv_WtulnnLWblwMu_MIvVknbdiLTRnBstrIQ/s1600-h/n2249470023_6610.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEz_wnL9NNr6Yna77rIXt_RBIZYjQRV5ACfH1koxZ135klujkuoDTWeo-mhkcsuwZiac7Yarpv8aGml4VeIJM6Ho8ecueycTKHXPR8ctwsv_WtulnnLWblwMu_MIvVknbdiLTRnBstrIQ/s320/n2249470023_6610.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334085458956321266&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Posting of LINKS to other websites and Facebook groups is strictly forbidden and will result in deletion and a ban. This also applies to those who SPAM and TROLL as well. Please do not do it.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;1. Get a copy of the exam, run out screaming &quot;Andre, Andre, I&#39;ve got the secret documents!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Talk the entire way through the exam. Read questions aloud, debate your answers with yourself out loud. If asked to stop, yell out, &quot;I&#39;m SOOO sure that you can hear me thinking.&quot; Then start talking about what a jerk the instructor is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Bring a Game Boy. Play with the volume at max level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. On the answer sheet find a new, interesting way to refuse to answer every question. For example: I refuse to answer this question on the grounds that it conflicts with my religious beliefs. Be creative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Run into the exam room looking about frantically. Breathe a sigh of relief. Go to the instructor, say &quot;They&#39;ve found me, I have to leave the country&quot; and run off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. 15 min. into the exam, stand up, rip up all the papers into very small pieces, throw them into the air and yell out &quot;Merry Christmas.&quot; If you&#39;re really daring, ask for another copy of the exam. Say you lost the first one. Repeat this process every 15 min.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Come into the exam wearing slippers, a bathrobe, a towel on your head, and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Be as vulgar as possible during the exam, make sure every sentence has every other word as a swear word or some sexual innuendo for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Bring things to throw at the instructor when s/he&#39;s not looking. Blame it on the person nearest to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. As soon as the instructor hands you the exam, eat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Every 5 min. stand up, collect all your things, move to another seat, continue with the exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Turn in the exam approx. 30 min. into it. As you walk out, start commenting on how easy it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Get the exam. 20 min into it, throw your papers down violently, scream out &quot;Fuck this!&quot; and walk out triumphantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Arrange a protest before the exam starts (ie. Threaten the instructor that whether or not everyone&#39;s done, they are all leaving after one hour to go drink.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Show up completely drunk (completely drunk means at some point during the exam, you should start crying for mommy).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Comment on how sexy the instructor is looking that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Come to the exam wearing a black cloak. After about 30 min, put on a white mask and start yelling &quot;I&#39;m here, the phantom of the opera&quot; until they drag you away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. If the exam is math/sciences related, make up the longest proofs you could possible think of. Get pi and imaginary numbers into most equations. If it is a written exam, relate everything to your own life story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Try to get people in the room to do a wave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Bring some large, cumbersome, ugly idol. Put it right next to you. Pray to it often. Consider a small sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. During the exam, take apart everything around you. Desks, chairs, anything you can reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Puke into your exam booklet. Hand it in. Leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Take 6 packages of rice cakes to the exam. Stuff at least 2 rice cakes into your mouth at once. Chew, then cough. Repeat if necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Masturbate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Walk in, get the exam, sit down. About 5 min into it, loudly say to the instructor, &quot;I don&#39;t understand ANY of this. I&#39;ve been to every lecture all semester long! What&#39;s the deal? And who the hell are you? Where&#39;s the regular guy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do the entire exam in another language. If you don&#39;t know one, make one up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Bring a black marker. Return the exam with all questions and answers completely blacked out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Every now and then, clap twice rapidly. If the instructor asks why, tell him/her in a very derogatory tone, &quot;the light bulb that goes on above my head when I get an idea is hooked up to a clapper. DUH!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. From the moment the exam begins, hum the theme to Jeopardy. Ignore the instructor&#39;s requests for you to stop. When they finally get you to leave one way or another, begin whistling the theme to the Bridge on the River Kwai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. After you get the exam, call the instructor over, point to any question, ask for the answer. 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Sertainly, this will make the sivil servants jump with joy. The hard &quot;c&quot; will be dropped in favour of &quot;k&quot;. This should klear up konfusion, and keyboards kan have one less letter.&lt;br /&gt;There will be growing publik enthusiasm in the sekond year when the troublesome &quot;ph&quot; will be replaced with &quot;f&quot;. This will make words like fotograf 20% shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the 3rd year, publik akseptanse of the new spelling kan be expekted to reach the stage where more komplikated changes are possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Governments will enkourage the removal of double letters which have always ben a deterent to akurate speling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, al wil agre that the horibl mes of the silent &quot;e&quot; in the languag is disgrasful and it should go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the 4th yer people wil be reseptiv to steps such as replasing &quot;th&quot; with &quot;z&quot; and &quot;w&quot; with &quot;v&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During ze fifz yer, ze unesesary &quot;o&quot; kan be dropd from vords kontaining &quot;ou&quot; and after ziz fifz yer, ve vil hav a reil sensi bl riten styl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zer vil be no mor trubl or difikultis and evrivun vil find it ezi tu understand ech oza. Ze drem of a united urop vil finali kum tru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Und efter ze fifz yer, ve vil al be speking German like zey vunted in ze forst plas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If zis mad you smil, pleas pas on to oza pepl.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7581611127458939248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/7581611127458939248' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7581611127458939248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7581611127458939248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/04/move-over-hinglish-its-time-for-euro.html' title='Move over Hinglish, It&#39;s the Time for Euro English'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-7831570351032951201</id><published>2009-04-04T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T00:16:01.473-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Forwards"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><title type='text'>Monkeys Have Grandfathers Too</title><content type='html'>A hat-seller who was passing by a forest decided to take a nap under&lt;br /&gt;one of the trees, so he left his whole basket of hats by the side.&lt;br /&gt;A few hours later, he woke up and realized that all his hats were&lt;br /&gt;gone. He looked up and to his surprise, the tree was full of monkeys&lt;br /&gt;and they had taken all his hats. The hat seller sits down and thinks of how he&lt;br /&gt;can get the hats down.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While thinking he started to scratch his head. The next moment,the&lt;br /&gt;monkeys were doing the same. Next, he took down his own hat,&lt;br /&gt;the monkeys did exactly the same. An idea came to him, he took&lt;br /&gt;his hat and threw it on the floor and the monkeys did that too. So he&lt;br /&gt;finally managed to get all his hats back.&lt;br /&gt;Fifty years later, his grandson, also became a hat-seller and had&lt;br /&gt;heard this monkey story from his grandfather. One day,&lt;br /&gt;just like his grandfather, he passed by the same forest. It was very&lt;br /&gt;hot, and he took a nap under the same tree and left the hats on the&lt;br /&gt;floor.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;He woke up and realized that all his hats were taken by the monkeys on&lt;br /&gt;the tree. He remembered his grand father&#39;s words,&lt;br /&gt;started scratching his head and the monkeys followed. He took down his&lt;br /&gt;hat and fanned himself and again the monkeys followed. Now,&lt;br /&gt;very convinced of his grandfather&#39;s idea, threw his hat on the floor&lt;br /&gt;but to his surprise, the monkeys still held on to all&lt;br /&gt;the hats. Then one monkey climbed down the tree, grabbed the hat on&lt;br /&gt;the floor, gave him a slap and said&lt;br /&gt;.......................&lt;br /&gt;Guess What????????&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;................................................&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You think only you have a grandfather?&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/7831570351032951201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/7831570351032951201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7831570351032951201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/7831570351032951201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/04/monkeys-have-grandfathers-too.html' title='Monkeys Have Grandfathers Too'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-4002917451634671037</id><published>2009-03-29T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T22:06:48.196-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Forwards"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated PG"/><title type='text'>Sexual Myths</title><content type='html'>A man boards a Jet Airways flight from Delhi to Mumbai and takes his seat. As he settles in, he glances up and sees a gorgeous woman boarding the plane. He soon realizes she&#39;s heading straight towards his seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo and behold, she takes the seat right next to his.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eager to strike up a conversation, he asks &quot;Business trip or vacation?&quot; She turns, smiles, and says, &quot;Business. I&#39;m going to the annual Sexologists Convention.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He swallows hard. Here is the most gorgeous woman he has ever seen, sitting next to him, and she&#39;s a sexologist! Struggling to contain his excitement and maintain his composure, he calmly asks, &quot;What&#39;s your business role at this convention?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Lecturer,&quot; she says, &quot;I use my experience to debunk some of the popular myths about sexuality.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Really?&quot; he says, swallowing hard. &quot;What m-m-m-myths are those?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well,&quot; she explains, &quot;one popular myth is that African men are the best endowed when, in fact, it&#39;s the Tamilian who is most likely to possess that trait. Another popular myth is that Frenchmen are the best lovers, whereas actually it is the Bengali. However, we have found that the best potential lover in all categories is the Sardar.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, the woman becomes a little uncomfortable and blushes. &quot;I&#39;m sorry,&quot;she says, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I shouldn&#39;t be discussing this with you. I don&#39;t even know your name!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;*Venkatraman!&quot; the man blurts out. &quot;Venkatraman Mukherjee! But all my friends call me Joginder Singh!&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4002917451634671037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/4002917451634671037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/4002917451634671037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/4002917451634671037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/03/sexual-myths.html' title='Sexual Myths'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-2926619510245245556</id><published>2009-03-29T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T08:07:57.879-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Forwards"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><title type='text'>Emerging &#39;isms&#39; of the new economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUKc15uOKwOMDPf0raGCVEdPDXocyXAxNVFiH62vjdhPTgOab83zkMC9FGiy555VkevuceD4qJkb-61WT6tLfX65TEc6LBJ9l44nPu2fQUOfHO0pJCrH_GC-0aVZt-1iMvCGD5Vrq-Es/s1600-h/image-cow.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 249px; height: 372px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUKc15uOKwOMDPf0raGCVEdPDXocyXAxNVFiH62vjdhPTgOab83zkMC9FGiy555VkevuceD4qJkb-61WT6tLfX65TEc6LBJ9l44nPu2fQUOfHO0pJCrH_GC-0aVZt-1iMvCGD5Vrq-Es/s400/image-cow.jpg&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;&quot;id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318625768582339090&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;INFOSYSism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a 1000 poor cows. You put them on a nice campus, &amp; send them one at a time to the US for milking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;PATNIism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have 10 cows. You make them work so that they give milk of 100 cows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;WIPROism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GE has a cow. You take 49% of the milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;DELLism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intel has a Goat. Samsung has a Camel. Buy milk from both &amp; sell it as Cow&#39;s milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;IBMism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have old stubborn cows. You sell them as pet dogs to innocent small businessmen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;MICROSOFTism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a cow. Force the world to buy milk from you. Spend a million dollars to feed poorer cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;SUNism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a bull. It doesn&#39;t give milk. You hate Microsoft.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;ORACLEism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a cow. You don&#39;t know which side to milk, so you sell tools to help milk cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SAPism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t have a cow You sell milking solutions for cows implemented by milking consultants.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;APPLEism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a cow. You sell iMilk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SONYism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a cow. You spend $50 mn to develop the world&#39;s thinnest milk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;CITIBANKism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Welcome to Citibank. If you have a cow, press 1. If you have a bull, press 2...stay on line if you&#39;d like our customer care to milk it for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HPism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t know if what you have is a cow. You sell complete milking solutions through authorised resellers only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;GEism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a donkey. People think you have a 100-year old cow. If someone finds out, that&#39;s his imagination at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;B&gt;RELIANCEism&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don&#39;t yet have a cow. You sell empty cans to people for Rs. 501, because Dhirubhai wanted everyone to have milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TATAism&lt;br /&gt;You have a very old cow. You re-brand it as TATA Indicow.&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2926619510245245556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/2926619510245245556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/2926619510245245556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/2926619510245245556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/03/emerging-isms-of-new-economy.html' title='Emerging &#39;isms&#39; of the new economy'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfUKc15uOKwOMDPf0raGCVEdPDXocyXAxNVFiH62vjdhPTgOab83zkMC9FGiy555VkevuceD4qJkb-61WT6tLfX65TEc6LBJ9l44nPu2fQUOfHO0pJCrH_GC-0aVZt-1iMvCGD5Vrq-Es/s72-c/image-cow.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-964997086407184665</id><published>2009-03-02T10:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T10:45:10.048-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><title type='text'>Getting Fired ?</title><content type='html'>If lawyers are disbarred and clergymen defrocked, doesn&#39;t it follow that electricians can be delighted, musicians denoted, cowboys deranged, models deposed and dry cleaners depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laundry workers could decrease, eventually becoming depressed and depleted! Even more, bedmakers will be debunked, baseball players will be debased, landscapers will be deflowered, bulldozer operators will be degraded, software engineers will be detested, and even musical composers will eventually decompose. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Thoughts ?</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/964997086407184665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/964997086407184665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/964997086407184665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/964997086407184665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/03/getting-fired.html' title='Getting Fired ?'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-6500155328497892165</id><published>2009-01-23T21:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-23T21:13:43.415-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Pictures"/><title type='text'>New Seat Belt Types - National Highway Safety Council</title><content type='html'>Affective January 1, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The national Highway Safety Council has done extensive testing on a newly designed seat belt. Results show that accidents can be reduced by as much as 45% when the belt is properly installed. Correct installation is illustrated  below....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please &lt;br /&gt;Pass on to family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIS MAY HELP SAVE A LIFE! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://media.gagandeepsapra.com/seatbelt-new.gif&quot;&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6500155328497892165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/6500155328497892165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/6500155328497892165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/6500155328497892165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-seat-belt-types-national-highway.html' title='New Seat Belt Types - National Highway Safety Council'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-692674940213491265</id><published>2009-01-22T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T22:23:41.873-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated PG"/><title type='text'>And then the Fight Started</title><content type='html'>When I got home last night, my wife&lt;br /&gt;demanded that I take her someplace expensive... .&lt;br /&gt;So, I took her to a gas station.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I are watching Who Wants To Be&lt;br /&gt;A Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Do you want to have sex?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No,&quot; she answered.&lt;br /&gt;I then said, &quot;Is that your final answer?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;She didn&#39;t even look at me this time,&lt;br /&gt;simply saying &quot;Yes.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;So I said, &quot;Then I&#39;d like to phone a&lt;br /&gt;friend.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After retiring, I went to the Social&lt;br /&gt;Security office to apply for Social Security.&lt;br /&gt;The woman behind the counter asked me for&lt;br /&gt;my driver&#39;s license to verify my age.&lt;br /&gt;I looked in my pockets and realized I had&lt;br /&gt;left my wallet at home.&lt;br /&gt;I told the woman that I was very sorry, but&lt;br /&gt;I would have to go home and come back later&lt;br /&gt;The woman said, &#39;Unbutton your shirt&#39;.&lt;br /&gt;So I opened my shirt revealing my curly&lt;br /&gt;silver hair.&lt;br /&gt;She said, &#39;That silver hair on your chest&lt;br /&gt;is proof enough for me&#39;&lt;br /&gt;And she processed my Social Security&lt;br /&gt;application.&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I excitedly told my wife&lt;br /&gt;about my experience at the Social Security office&lt;br /&gt;She said, &#39;You should have dropped your&lt;br /&gt;pants. You might have gotten Disability, too&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning I got up early, quietly&lt;br /&gt;dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the&lt;br /&gt;garage.&lt;br /&gt;I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and&lt;br /&gt;proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour.&lt;br /&gt;The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled&lt;br /&gt;back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the&lt;br /&gt;weather&lt;br /&gt;would be bad all day.&lt;br /&gt;I went back into the house, quietly&lt;br /&gt;undressed, and slipped back into bed.&lt;br /&gt;I cuddled up to my wife&#39;s back, now with a&lt;br /&gt;different anticipation, and whispered, &#39;The weather out there is&lt;br /&gt;terrible.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;My loving wife of 10 years replied, &#39;Can&lt;br /&gt;you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that&#39;s how the fight started ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wife and I were sitting at a table at my&lt;br /&gt;high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her&lt;br /&gt;drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.&lt;br /&gt;My wife asked, &#39;Do you know her?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Yes,&#39; I sighed, &#39;she&#39;s my old girlfriend. I&lt;br /&gt;understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many &amp;&lt;br /&gt;years&lt;br /&gt;ago, and I hear she hasn&#39;t been sober since.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;My God!&#39; says my wife, &#39;Who would think a&lt;br /&gt;person could go on celebrating that long?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter,&lt;br /&gt;for some reason, took my order first. &#39;I&#39;ll have the strip steak,&lt;br /&gt;medium&lt;br /&gt;rare, please.&#39; He said, &#39;Aren&#39;t you worried about the mad cow?&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&#39;Nah, she can order for herself.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;****&lt;br /&gt;A woman is standing nude, looking in the&lt;br /&gt;bedroom mirror.&lt;br /&gt;She is not happy with what she sees and&lt;br /&gt;says to her husband, &#39;I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I really need you to pay me a compliment.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;The husband replies, &#39;Your eyesight&#39;s darn&lt;br /&gt;near perfect.&#39;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then the fight started....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Thanks MC</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/692674940213491265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/692674940213491265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/692674940213491265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/692674940213491265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-then-fight-started.html' title='And then the Fight Started'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-3172016678949199776</id><published>2007-10-10T06:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:35:35.847-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Video"/><title type='text'>Job Oriented Education</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer/flvplayer.swf&quot; 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again'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-9128960518453959652</id><published>2007-10-10T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:11:07.283-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Q and A&#39;s"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated PG"/><title type='text'>WHAT IS MARRIAGE???</title><content type='html'>1. Marriage is not a word. It&#39;s a sentence (a life sentence).&lt;br /&gt;2. Marriage is love. Love is blind. Therefore marriage is an institution for the blind.&lt;br /&gt;3. Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor&#39;s Degree and the woman gets her masters.&lt;br /&gt;4. Marriage is a three-ring circus: engagement ring, wedding ring and suffering.&lt;br /&gt;5. Married life is full of excitement and frustration: In the first year of marriage, the man speaks and the woman listens. In the second year, the woman speaks and the man listens.In the third year, they both speak and the NEIGHBOUR listens.&lt;br /&gt;6. Getting married is very much like going to a restaurant with friends.You order what you want, and when you see what the other person has, you wish you had ordered that instead.&lt;br /&gt;7. There was this man who muttered a few words in the church and found himself married. A year later he muttered something in his sleep and found himself divorced.&lt;br /&gt;8. A happy marriage is a matter of giving and taking; the husband gives and the wife takes.&lt;br /&gt;9. Son: How much does it cost to get married, Dad? Father: I don&#39;t know son, I&#39;m still paying for it.&lt;br /&gt;10. Son: Is it true Dad? I heard that in ancient China, a man doesn&#39;t know his wife until he marries her. Father: That happens everywhere, son, EVERYWHERE!&lt;br /&gt;11. Love is one long sweet dream, and marriage is the alarm clock.&lt;br /&gt;12. They say that when a man holds a woman&#39;s hand before marriage, it is love; after marriage it is self-defense.&lt;br /&gt;13. When a newly married man looks happy, we know why. But when a 10-year married man looks happy, we wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;14. There was this lover who said that he would go through hell for her. They got married, and now he is going through HELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.&lt;br /&gt;17. Eighty percent of married men cheat in America, the rest cheat in Europe.&lt;br /&gt;18. After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin. They just can&#39;t face each other, but they still stay together.&lt;br /&gt;19. Marriage is man and a woman become one. The trouble starts when they try to decide which one.&lt;br /&gt;20. Before marriage, a man yearns for the woman he loves. After the marriage the &quot;Y&quot; becomes silent.&lt;br /&gt;21. I married Miss right; I just didn&#39;t know her first name was Always.&lt;br /&gt;22. It&#39;s not true that married men live longer than single men, it only seems longer.&lt;br /&gt;23. Losing a wife can be hard. In my case, it was almost impossible.&lt;br /&gt;24. A man was complaining to a friend: I HAD IT ALL-MONEY, A BEAUTIFUL HOUSE, THE LOVE OF A BEAUTIFUL WOMAN, THEN POW! IT WAS ALL GONE. WHAT HAPPENED, asked his friend. He says MY WIFE FOUND OUT.&lt;br /&gt;25. WIFE: Let&#39;s go out and have some fun tonight. HUSBAND: OK, but if you get home before I do, leave the hallway&lt;br /&gt;lighs on.&lt;br /&gt;26. At a cocktail party, one woman said to another: AREN&#39;T YOU WEARING YOUR RING ON THE WRONG FINGER? The other replied, YES, I, AM. I MARRIED THE WRONG MAN.&lt;br /&gt;27. Man is incomplete until he gets married, then he is finished.&lt;br /&gt;28. It doesn&#39;t matter how often a married man changes his job, he still ends up with the same boss.&lt;br /&gt;29. A man inserted an ad in the paper - WIFE WANTED. The next day he received a hundred of letters and they all said the same thing - YOU CAN HAVE MINE.&lt;br /&gt;30. When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can be sure of one thing - either the car is new or the wife is.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/9128960518453959652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/9128960518453959652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/9128960518453959652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/9128960518453959652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-is-marriage.html' title='WHAT IS MARRIAGE???'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-2592088163166029446</id><published>2007-10-10T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:08:32.404-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Management Lessons"/><title type='text'>&quot;Fourteen Things That It Took Me Over&#xa;50 Years To Learn&quot; by Dave Barry</title><content type='html'>1. Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be &quot;meetings.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. There is a very fine line between &quot;hobby&quot; and &quot;mental illness.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You should not confuse your career with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Nobody cares if you can&#39;t dance well. Just get up and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Never lick a steak knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. The most destructive force in the universe is gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe daylight savings time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she&#39;s pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. There comes a time when you should stop expecting other people to make a big deal about your birthday. That time is age eleven.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above-average drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. A person who is nice to you, but rude to the waiter, is not a nice person. (This is very important. Pay attention. It never fails.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Your friends love you anyway.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/2592088163166029446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/2592088163166029446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/2592088163166029446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/2592088163166029446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2007/10/fourteen-things-that-it-took-me-over-50.html' title='&quot;Fourteen Things That It Took Me Over&#xa;50 Years To Learn&quot; by Dave Barry'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-4655593632676087573</id><published>2007-10-10T06:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:06:05.446-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated G"/><title type='text'>Leg Watching --- ahem Bird Watching</title><content type='html'>A college student needed a small two-hour course to fill his schedule and the only one available was wildlife Zoology. So he joined in and after one week of study, a test was held. The professor passed out a sheet of small paper where in each square was a carefully drawn picture of a bird&#39;s legs. No bodies, no feet, just legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test asked each student to identify the birds from their legs. Our student sat and stared at the test getting angrier every minute. Finally he stomped up to the front of the classroom and threw the test on the teacher&#39;s desk. &quot;This is the worst test I have ever written.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher looked up and said: &quot;Young man, you have not filled in anything and you definitely have failed the test. Tell me, what&#39;s your name?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The student pulled up his pant to the knee showing his legs and said, &quot;You tell me...&quot;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/4655593632676087573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/4655593632676087573' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/4655593632676087573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/4655593632676087573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2007/10/leg-watching-ahem-bird-watching.html' title='Leg Watching --- ahem Bird Watching'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-3265746946937725223</id><published>2007-10-08T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-08T12:25:47.907-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Q and A&#39;s"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated G"/><title type='text'>Why geeks like computers</title><content type='html'>unzip, strip, touch, finger, grep, mount, fsck, more, yes, fsck, fsck, fsck, umount, sleep............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you did not understand, you neeed to be a Geek&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/3265746946937725223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/3265746946937725223' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/3265746946937725223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/3265746946937725223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2007/10/why-geeks-like-computers.html' title='Why geeks like computers'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-3144304862970512273</id><published>2007-09-16T03:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T03:15:35.856-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny Video"/><title type='text'>I found a Doc that Will cure my Bad humor.. hmmm Tumor......</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.theonion.com/content/themes/common/assets/videoplayer/flvplayer.swf&quot; 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It was so cold, the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field.&lt;br /&gt;While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him.&lt;br /&gt;As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out!&lt;br /&gt;He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy.&lt;br /&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate.&lt;br /&gt;Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Management Lesson - (1) Not everyone who sh**s on you is your enemy. (2) Not everyone who gets you out of sh** is your friend. (3) And when you&#39;re in deep sh**, it&#39;s best to keep your mouth shut!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/feeds/6371790935441822628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4783848625193553817/6371790935441822628' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/6371790935441822628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4783848625193553817/posts/default/6371790935441822628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://baggy-pants.blogspot.com/2007/09/three-lessons-for-some-great-management.html' title='Three Lessons for Some Great Management'/><author><name>The Big Geek</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02136469829611629260</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/16/4230/320/Gagandeep%20Singh-L.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4783848625193553817.post-6782153570028040003</id><published>2007-08-11T07:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T07:08:12.320-07:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Rated G"/><title type='text'>Bugging Telemarketers - How to make sure they never call you !!</title><content type='html'>These are 5 affective steps that have worked for me, try, maybe they work for you as well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Keep a note of the numbers of all telemarketing companies calling you. When you get a call from someone, ask them to call you at your office number, and pass on the numbers from your stored list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Pester the Woman to Marry you, and if it&#39;s a guy, and you are a guy, tell him you are gay, and you&#39;d love to meet em.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. If they are offering you a life insurance, tell them that you are dying of A.I.D.S and will want a cover of 10 Crores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. If they are offering you a Free Credit Card, tell them that you only want the ones you have to pay for, you don&#39;t take free things from strangers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. 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