<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="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" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 01 Nov 2024 08:54:53 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>blogger</category><category>blogging</category><category>enjoy</category><category>fun</category><category>text fun</category><category>imagefun</category><title>FUN, HUMOUR, ENJOYMENT, ENTERTAINMENT, FUNNY IMAGE AND STORIES TO MAKE YOU DELIGHTED.</title><description>Dedicated site to provide you some relief from your monotonous work life and bring smile to your face and entertain you i.e, Simply Unlimited Enjoyment for you.</description><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>64</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-6476506791901190042</guid><pubDate>Fri, 23 Aug 2013 09:48:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-23T15:18:58.397+05:30</atom:updated><title>Few more jokes for you</title><atom:summary type="text">

1)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
Tax return form has been sent 
back&amp;nbsp;My income 
tax return form has been sent back to me because in response to question for 
&quot;Number of dependents on you?&quot;.&amp;nbsp;I replied 
: 65% of population who doesn&#39;t pay taxes,&amp;nbsp;2.1 
million illegal Immigrants,&amp;nbsp;9,00,000 
criminals in over 85 prisons,&amp;nbsp;and above 
all 769 Idiots in parliament.&amp;nbsp;They </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/08/few-more-jokes-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-7053175620536485416</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Aug 2013 05:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-02T10:51:53.107+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>REASONS WHY LIFE WITHOUT GIRLFRIEND IS COOL....</title><atom:summary type="text">

REASONS WHY LIFE WITHOUT GIRLFRIEND IS COOL....





1. You can stare at any Girl....... &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



2. You don&#39;t have to spend money on her. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



3. You won&#39;t get boring result in ur board papers. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



4. No girlfriend, no emotional blackmailing.&amp;nbsp;



5. If u don&#39;t have a girlfriend, she can&#39;t dump u. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



6. Having a girlfriend is hot, not having a </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/08/Life-without-Girlfriend.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-5650104089855517906</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Aug 2013 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-02T10:50:05.284+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;True love is all about&quot;- A Nice Story to explain</title><atom:summary type="text">

Krishna, while living in Dwarka with his favourite wife Rukmani, would very Often softly utter to himself, &quot; O Radha… O Radha.&quot;



Rukmani felt jealous and asked him why he kept remembering Radha so often. Krishna did not say Anything. He just smiled.



A few days later, Krishna complained of stomach Ache. Rukmani gave him medicines, but the pain did not go away. He kept moaning in pain.



</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/08/true-love.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-1857578476996831674</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Aug 2013 05:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-02T10:31:59.382+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Husband Vs Wife: Funny jokes for you</title><atom:summary type="text">

Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Come Home Late



A woman was complaining to the neighbour that her husband always came home late, no matter how she tried to stop him. &quot;Take my advice,&quot; said the neighbour, &quot;and do what I did. Once my husband came home at three o&#39;clock in the morning, and from my bed I called out: &quot;Is that you, Jim?&quot; And that cured him. &quot;Cured him !&quot; asked the woman, &quot;but how?&quot; The </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/08/husband-vs-wife-funny-jokes-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-592306276187131472</guid><pubDate>Fri, 02 Aug 2013 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-08-02T10:30:40.613+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>It&#39;s time to laugh</title><atom:summary type="text">



Time To LAUGH&amp;nbsp;



Teacher to Santa &quot; Where were U born?&amp;nbsp;

Santa : In Tiruvanantapuram.&amp;nbsp;

Teacher : Spell it?&amp;nbsp;

Santa : (after thinking) I think I was born in GOA.&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;

============================================================

&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;

Santa : People consider me as a &quot;GOD&quot;&amp;nbsp;

Banta : How do you know??&amp;nbsp;

Santa : When I went to the Park today</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/08/its-time-to-laugh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-8230844565492791142</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Jul 2013 11:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-31T16:59:59.028+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>The famous Sardarji Jokes: A nice collection</title><atom:summary type="text">
why does sardarji open his lunch box while Walking on the road?&amp;nbsp;

To Check if he is going to work or Coming Back.&amp;nbsp;

***************************************************** ************&amp;nbsp;

A mad dog is chasing a sardar. The sardar laughs while running. Know why?&amp;nbsp;

He says mera to Airtel hai phir bhi Hutch ka network follow kar raha hai.&amp;nbsp;

************************************</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-famous-sardarji-jokes-nice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-7726254812887430524</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Jul 2013 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-30T09:32:26.243+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;Think of someone&quot;: good one</title><atom:summary type="text">



Today before you 
think of saying an unkind word

- Think of someone who can&#39;t 
speak.



Before you complain about the taste of your food

- Think of 
someone who has nothing to eat.



Before you complain about your husband or 
wife

- Think of someone who&#39;s crying out to God for a companion.



Today 
before you complain about life

- Think of someone who went too early to 
heaven.



</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/think-of-someone-good-one.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-8579771840794149130</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jul 2013 10:11:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-29T15:41:29.498+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Sardarji and Bill Clinton in US</title><atom:summary type="text">

A Sardarji went to US and had a meeting with Bill Clinton.



Bill: I want to show you the US advancement. Come with me.



He takes him to a forest.



Bill: Dig the ground. Sardarji did it.



Bill: more...more...more... Sardarji went up to 100 feet.



Bill: So now, try to search something.



Sardarji: I got a wire.



Bill : you know, it shows that even 100 years ago we used to have </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/sardarji-and-bill-clinton-in-us.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-3877193263605950469</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jul 2013 10:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-29T15:38:29.427+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;Join the queue&quot; : A nice short story</title><atom:summary type="text">

A man was leaving a cafe with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession.

A funeral coffin was followed by a second one about 50 feet behind the first. &amp;nbsp;Behind the second coffin was a solitary man walking with a black dog.&amp;nbsp;



Behind him was a queue of 200 men walking in single line. The man couldn&#39;t stand his curiosity.&amp;nbsp;



He approached the man </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/join-queue-nice-short-story.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-3597226825777215100</guid><pubDate>Mon, 29 Jul 2013 10:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-29T15:34:34.221+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Gabbar ke Raaj Me IT</title><atom:summary type="text">



Gabbar sends Kaalia and two others to Ramgad to collect the loot-maar software he had ordered.



They reach Ramgad and start signaling: &quot;Abe O thakur! Kahan hai wo loot-maar software? Last date to kab ka nikal gaya&quot;.



Thakur [with anger]: &quot;Chillao mat! jaakar Gabbar se kah do ki Thakur Software walon ne paagal kutton ke liye software banana bund kar diya hai.&quot;



Kaalia: &quot;Bahoot garmi </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/gabbar-ke-raaj-me-it.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-2365973472231750391</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jul 2013 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-29T11:27:10.912+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Morning Enjoyment</title><atom:summary type="text">


1. When I see the sun I see you.

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When I see the moon I see you.

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When I see the stars I see you.

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; When I see the sea I see you.

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; are bhai hut mere raste se ,

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;you are blocking my view.





2. &amp;nbsp;I wanna marry u, &amp;nbsp;plz refuse mat karna

&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;my heart is 0 watts&#39; bulb, ise fuse mat karna



3. &amp;</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/morning-enjoyment.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-6869137771034351585</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jul 2013 04:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-25T10:02:38.982+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Few quotes related to &quot;WIFE&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">

I recently read that love is entirely a matter of chemistry.&amp;nbsp;

That must be why my wife treats me like toxic waste.&amp;nbsp;

David Bissonette&amp;nbsp;



When a man steals your wife, there is no better revenge than to let him keep her.&amp;nbsp;

Sacha Guitry&amp;nbsp;



After marriage, husband and wife become two sides of a coin; they just can&#39;t face each other, but still they stay together.&amp;nbsp;

</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/few-quotes-related-to-wife.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-4981523401386270639</guid><pubDate>Thu, 25 Jul 2013 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-25T10:00:20.148+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Kuch sher aapke liye</title><atom:summary type="text">
Nafrat &amp;nbsp;thi meri zindagi se to ulfat kyon ki,
dena tha zehar to mohabbat kyon ki,
dete &amp;nbsp;ho zehar to kehte ho pina hoga,
pita hu zehar to kehte ho jeena hoga…………..
&amp;nbsp;
Chahkar bhi juda na reh sakogey,
Roothkar bhi khafaa na reh sakogey,
Hum dosti hi kuch aise nibhaayenge,
Ki hamaare bina ek pal bhi na reh sakogey…………………
&amp;nbsp; 
Dil Ki Dahleez pe Koi gum na ho,
Hamari ye doste kabhi </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/kuch-sher-aapke-liye.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Anonymous)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-5217074795876603243</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jul 2013 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-23T13:19:56.466+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">imagefun</category><title>True Fact about your salary</title><atom:summary type="text">



</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/true-fact-about-your-salary.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0MHeLwUS_08/Ue41mYsdsOI/AAAAAAAABt0/i1z_leZAk7c/s72-c/untitled.bmp" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-3621588145212012843</guid><pubDate>Tue, 23 Jul 2013 05:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-23T10:50:36.951+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;Lower Your Cholesterol&quot;-Ten ways to get the numbers down.</title><atom:summary type="text">

No doubt you&#39;ve heard it a thousand times by now: Heart disease is the number one killer among both men and women. And about half of all adults in America have cholesterol levels that are too high--which means there&#39;s a good chance yours are. If you haven&#39;t had them checked lately, don&#39;t ignore it any longer.



Cholesterol, the naturally occurring waxy substance produced by your body, isn&#39;t a </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/lower-your-cholesterol-ten-ways-to-get.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-5142814606790465638</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jul 2013 09:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-22T14:58:11.204+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Proposing a Girl: the MNC Ways</title><atom:summary type="text">

Wanna to propose a girl/boy?

Just do it - Nike.&amp;nbsp;



* Before going to propose a girl/ boy

Believe in the best - BPL.



* If u r hesitating before proposing a girl/ boy

Vicks ki goli khao khich khich dur karo - Vicks.



* You r going to propose a girl/ boy then the chances are

50-50 - Britaina



* If girl slapped u when u proposed to her

Take it easy - Limca&amp;nbsp;



* When u </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/proposing-girl-mnc-ways.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-7296290348091687943</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Jul 2013 09:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-22T14:52:23.511+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>the most beautiful one liners for you..</title><atom:summary type="text">
Too good one liners

Whenever I find the key to success, someone changes the lock.


To Err is human, to forgive is not a COMPANY policy.

&amp;nbsp;
The road to success…….. is always under construction.

Alcohol doesn&#39;t solve any problems, but if you think again, neither does Milk.


In order to get a Loan, you first need to prove that you don&#39;t need it.


All the desirable things in life are </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/the-most-beautiful-one-liners-for-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-4889974129970332724</guid><pubDate>Fri, 19 Jul 2013 11:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-19T17:14:13.339+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;Criteria for separating abnormal&quot;...Nice 1..</title><atom:summary type="text">

During a visit to the mental asylum, a visitor asked the Director what is the criteria that defines a patient to be institutionalized.&amp;nbsp;



&quot;Well,&quot; said the Director, &quot;after we fill up a bathtub, we offer a teaspoon, a teacup, and a bucket to the patient and &amp;nbsp;ask the patient to empty the bathtub&quot;&amp;nbsp;



Here are the choices:&amp;nbsp;

Would you use the spoon? The teacup? &amp;nbsp;The </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/criteria-for-separating-abnormalnice-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-3654356267139448130</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 08:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T13:54:06.442+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;What do you make Mr. CEO?&quot; A Speech by a School principal</title><atom:summary type="text">



From A School Principal&#39;s speech at a graduation..



He said&amp;nbsp;

&quot;The Doctor wants his child to become a doctor.........&amp;nbsp;

the Engineer wants his child to become an engineer......

The Businessman wants his ward to become CEO.....

BUT a teacher also wants his child to become one of them, as well..!!!!

Nobody wants to become a teacher BY CHOICE&quot; ....Very sad but that&#39;s the truth....</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/what-do-you-make-mr-ceo-speech-by.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-2909485364721584097</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 06:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T11:55:10.005+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Just for fun</title><atom:summary type="text">

1) Teacher tells a student a=b, b=c implies a=c. Tell me an example.

Student : I love u - u love your daughter - so I love your daughter. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



2) Its funny when people discuss over &quot;love marriage&quot; and &quot;arranged marriage&quot;&amp;nbsp;

It is like asking a person if he would like to &quot;hang himself&quot; o&quot;shoot himself&quot;.&amp;nbsp;



&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



3) What is a girl friend?

Addition of problems, </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/just-for-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-815023408539167012</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 06:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T11:51:25.498+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Perfect Answer: Too Good</title><atom:summary type="text">

JUST 1 QUESTION.



You are driving along in your car on a wild, stormy night, when you pass by a bus stop, and you see three people waiting for the bus:



1. An old lady who looks as if she is about to die.



2. An old friend who once saved your life.



3. The perfect partner you have been dreaming about.



Which one would you choose to offer a ride to, knowing that there could only be one</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/perfect-answer-too-good.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-3286914730014552341</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 06:18:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T11:48:15.743+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>Few Funny Leave Application Letters: Dont laugh out Loud </title><atom:summary type="text">

This is a collection of leave letters and applications written by people in various places of India...



Warning: don’t laugh out loud… you’re in office! Yes…… you can smile like that though!! &amp;nbsp;



Comapny X, Bangalore:&amp;nbsp;

An employee applied for leave as follows:

Since I have to go to my village to sell my land along with my wife, please sanction me one-week leave.



This is from </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/few-funny-leave-application-letters.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-5013220904950560122</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 04:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T10:23:04.709+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>All about Indian PMs: How true!!</title><atom:summary type="text">


Jawaharlal Nehru proved that a rich man 
can become the country’s Prime Minister;



Lal Bahadur Shastri proved that a poor man can become the Prime 
Minister;



Indira Gandhi proved that a woman can become the Prime 
Minister;



Morarji Desai 
proved that an old man can become the Prime Minister;



Rajiv Gandhi proved that a young man can 
become the Prime Minister;



I.K. Gujral proved </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/all-about-indian-pms-how-true.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-4550154308026275612</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 03:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T09:16:32.022+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;A typical Patel family from Gujarat&quot;..Just for fun..No offence Pls</title><atom:summary type="text">

A Patel family in Gujarat was puzzled when the coffin of their dead mother arrived from the US.



It was sent by one of the daughters. The dead body &amp;nbsp;was very tightly squeezed inside the coffin, with no space left in it when they opened the lid; they found a letter on top addressed to her brothers and sisters:&amp;nbsp;



Dear Chandrakantbhai, Arvindbhai, Mohan and Varsha,



&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;</atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/a-typical-patel-family-from-gujaratjust.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8267656066741736315.post-2804312546280330866</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jul 2013 03:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2013-07-18T09:10:49.591+05:30</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogger</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">enjoy</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">fun</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">text fun</category><title>&quot;Send this boy to IIM Ahmedabad&quot;...Hilarious.</title><atom:summary type="text">

A first-grade teacher, Ms Neelam (Age 28) was having trouble with one of her students &amp;nbsp;the teacher asked,&quot;Boy. what is your problem?&quot;&amp;nbsp;



Boy answered, &quot;I&#39;m too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in the third-grade and I&#39;m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the third-grade too!&quot;&amp;nbsp;



Ms Neelam had enough. She took Boy. to the principal&#39;s office. While Boy. waited in </atom:summary><link>http://unlimitedenjoyment.blogspot.com/2013/07/send-this-boy-to-iim-ahmedabadhilarious.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Unknown)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>