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<?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl" type="text/xsl" media="screen"?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css" type="text/css" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690</id><updated>2008-07-17T02:36:35.808+03:00</updated><title type="text">Laugh Tube For Funny Videos ,Cool Photos And Jokes</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>152</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/honey4you" type="application/atom+xml" /><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-7723035075034853449</id><published>2008-05-26T20:45:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T20:46:44.483+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title type="text">How to park digger</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovR-T28XVe0"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ovR-T28XVe0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde, a brunette, and a redhead are on the run from the law when&lt;br /&gt;they find an old barn to hide out in. The police are close on their&lt;br /&gt;tails, so when the women find three sacks, they immediately jump into&lt;br /&gt;them. About a minute later, a policeman comes into the barn and sees&lt;br /&gt;the suspicious-looking sacks. He kicks the first one.&lt;br /&gt;"Meow," says the redhead.&lt;br /&gt;"It must be a cat," thinks the policeman and he kicks the second sack.&lt;br /&gt;"Woof," says the brunette.&lt;br /&gt;"Must be a dog," thinks the policeman and he kicks the third sack.&lt;br /&gt;"Potatoes," says the blonde.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/298530743" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/298530743/how-to-park-digger.html" title="How to park digger" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=7723035075034853449&amp;isPopup=true" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7723035075034853449/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7723035075034853449" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/7723035075034853449" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/how-to-park-digger.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-7172987805368190689</id><published>2008-05-17T21:07:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:09:37.104+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Lyric" /><title type="text">Lil Wayne ft. Static Major - Lollipop [Uncensored]</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8cKDygsfPNo&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8cKDygsfPNo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147468704&amp;border=13&amp;bordert=80&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/LilWayne.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=1" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/lil-wayne-lyrics.html" title="Lil' Wayne Lyrics"&gt;Lil' Wayne Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/292430487" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/292430487/lil-wayne-ft-static-major-lollipop.html" title="Lil Wayne ft. 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It hurts everywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor laughed and said, "Don't worry; it's not serious. You''ve&lt;br /&gt;just got a broken index finger."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/288894381" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/288894381/most-stupid-player-in-deal-no-deal.html" title="The Most Stupid Player In Deal No Deal" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=4371996172523127217&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4371996172523127217/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4371996172523127217" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/4371996172523127217" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/most-stupid-player-in-deal-no-deal.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-242765575955386597</id><published>2008-05-12T20:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:38:56.026+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Girl" /><title type="text">Sexy Girl Aksinia Flirt</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1298677/.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two tourists were traveling through Louisiana. As they approached&lt;br /&gt;Natchitoches, they started arguing about the pronunciation of the&lt;br /&gt;town's name. They argued back and forth until they stopped for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;As they stood at the counter, one tourist asked the blonde employee,&lt;br /&gt;''Before we order could you settle an argument for us? Would you&lt;br /&gt;please pronounce where we are very slowly.'' The blonde leaned over&lt;br /&gt;and said ''Burrrrrrr Gurrrrrr Kingggg.''&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/288894382" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/288894382/sexy-girl-aksinia-flirt.html" title="Sexy Girl Aksinia Flirt" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=242765575955386597&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/242765575955386597/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/242765575955386597" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/242765575955386597" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/sexy-girl-aksinia-flirt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6640172635104090752</id><published>2008-05-12T20:32:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-12T20:37:11.622+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title type="text">Smashing Funny Videos</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1306556/i_have_this_ball_funny_videos.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Please remove your blouse and bra," says the doctor to the young&lt;br /&gt;blonde, placing his stethoscope around his neck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When she is ready, the doc says, "Big breaths."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Yeth," she replies, "and I'm only thixthteen!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/288894383" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/288894383/smashing-funny-videos.html" title="Smashing Funny Videos" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6640172635104090752&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6640172635104090752/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6640172635104090752" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6640172635104090752" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/smashing-funny-videos.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-2213589139181134700</id><published>2008-05-05T23:44:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:45:43.794+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Commercial" /><title type="text">Alcohol Makes Girls Sexy!!!</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1280377/alcohol_makes_girls_sexy.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: How does a blonde guy take a shower?&lt;br /&gt;A: He pees against the wind.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/284544405" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/284544405/alcohol-makes-girls-sexy.html" title="Alcohol Makes Girls Sexy!!!" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=2213589139181134700&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/2213589139181134700/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/2213589139181134700" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/2213589139181134700" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/alcohol-makes-girls-sexy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5461403257756942534</id><published>2008-05-05T23:41:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:43:57.469+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sport" /><title type="text" /><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1289596/jimmy_white_crazy_spin_shots.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO: Boss&lt;br /&gt;FROM: Blondie&lt;br /&gt;RE: Changing Calendars from Y2K&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope that I haven't misunderstood your instructions because, to be&lt;br /&gt;honest, none of this Y to K problem made much sense to me. At any&lt;br /&gt;rate, I have finished the conversion of all of the months on all of&lt;br /&gt;the company calendars for next year. The calendars have returned from&lt;br /&gt;the printer and are ready to be distributed with the following new&lt;br /&gt;months:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Januark&lt;br /&gt;Februark&lt;br /&gt;Mak&lt;br /&gt;Julk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also changed all the days of each week to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sundak&lt;br /&gt;Mondak&lt;br /&gt;Tuesdak&lt;br /&gt;Wednesdak&lt;br /&gt;Thursdak&lt;br /&gt;Fridak&lt;br /&gt;Saturdak&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now Y to K compliant. Have a nice dak!!!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/284544406" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/284544406/to-boss-from-blondie-re-changing.html" title="" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=5461403257756942534&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5461403257756942534/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5461403257756942534" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/5461403257756942534" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/to-boss-from-blondie-re-changing.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-8788457253783579646</id><published>2008-05-05T23:40:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:40:23.788+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Commercial" /><title type="text">He is Good Man</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1283632/he_is_good_man.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde is driving along a deserted country road with fields on&lt;br /&gt;either side. She looks out the window and sees another blonde in the&lt;br /&gt;middle of a field, in a rowboat, rowing and rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops the car, rolls down the window and yells, "You know it's&lt;br /&gt;blondes like you who give the rest of us blondes a bad name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting no reaction from the blonde in the rowboat, she screams, "If I&lt;br /&gt;could swim I'd come out there and punch you out!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/284544407" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/284544407/he-is-good-man.html" title="He is Good Man" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=8788457253783579646&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8788457253783579646/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8788457253783579646" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/8788457253783579646" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/he-is-good-man.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6687934747363459840</id><published>2008-05-05T23:38:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:38:52.604+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animal" /><title type="text">Crazy Animals</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1269565/crazy_animals.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde wanted to sell her car, but couldn't find any buyers. She&lt;br /&gt;called her friend for advice, and her friend asked her how many miles&lt;br /&gt;she had on her car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"235,000 miles." Her friend told her that was the problem. But the&lt;br /&gt;blonde's friend told her that her brother is a mechanic and could put&lt;br /&gt;back the miles to whatever she wanted. So the blonde went to the&lt;br /&gt;mechanic and told him to put the miles at 40,000. Two days later the&lt;br /&gt;blond's friend asked her if she sold the car since her brother dropped&lt;br /&gt;the miles. The blonde told her, "Why would I sell the car? There are&lt;br /&gt;only 40,000 miles on it!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/284544408" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/284544408/crazy-animals.html" title="Crazy Animals" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6687934747363459840&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6687934747363459840/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6687934747363459840" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6687934747363459840" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/crazy-animals.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5968167165922597863</id><published>2008-05-05T23:37:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:38:09.408+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><title type="text">Funny Kids</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1279802/funny_kids.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once there was a blonde who really needed some money. She saw an ad&lt;br /&gt;in the newspaper for a job at an Elmo factory. She went down and&lt;br /&gt;applied, but the manager told her that she wouldn't want the job&lt;br /&gt;because it was so boring. The blonde begged him and told him she would&lt;br /&gt;do anything because she needed the money really bad. After long&lt;br /&gt;consideration the manager hired her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours the manager looked at the video-monitor showing the&lt;br /&gt;factory floor and saw that the conveyer belt was backed up. The&lt;br /&gt;manager went downstairs to find out what the problem was. When he&lt;br /&gt;arived there the blonde was sewing two marbles into the crotch of&lt;br /&gt;every Elmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager said, ''I said to give each Elmo two test tickles; not two&lt;br /&gt;testicles!''&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/284544409" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/284544409/funny-kids.html" title="Funny Kids" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=5968167165922597863&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5968167165922597863/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5968167165922597863" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/5968167165922597863" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/05/funny-kids.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-7815266071653049087</id><published>2008-04-06T22:12:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T22:15:55.210+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><title type="text">Bizzy Bone - Nobody Can Stop Me</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dfFsq8pt8w&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8dfFsq8pt8w&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=50458&amp;border=13&amp;bordert=100&amp;bgfont=0xC0C0C0&amp;bg=http://i.rollingstone.com/assets/rs/65/6737/images/45977_lg.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=25&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=4.9" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/bizzy-bone-lyrics.html" title="Bizzy Bone Lyrics"&gt;Bizzy Bone Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/265569628" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/265569628/bizzy-bone-nobody-can-stop-me.html" title="Bizzy Bone - Nobody Can Stop Me" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=7815266071653049087&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7815266071653049087/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7815266071653049087" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/7815266071653049087" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/04/bizzy-bone-nobody-can-stop-me.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6916096525188429283</id><published>2008-04-04T21:49:00.000+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T21:50:39.523+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bloopers" /><title type="text">That Hurt Toooooo</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZtfhwVSq6Y"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vZtfhwVSq6Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde is driving along a deserted country road with fields on&lt;br /&gt;either side. She looks out the window and sees another blonde in the&lt;br /&gt;middle of a field, in a rowboat, rowing and rowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stops the car, rolls down the window and yells, "You know it's&lt;br /&gt;blondes like you who give the rest of us blondes a bad name!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting no reaction from the blonde in the rowboat, she screams, "If I&lt;br /&gt;could swim I'd come out there and punch you out!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/264486229" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/264486229/that-hurt-toooooo.html" title="That Hurt Toooooo" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6916096525188429283&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6916096525188429283/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6916096525188429283" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6916096525188429283" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/04/that-hurt-toooooo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-4076634343390824940</id><published>2008-04-01T23:05:00.001+03:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T23:07:59.068+03:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Water" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title type="text">It`s hurt</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcOkl_nCIQ0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UcOkl_nCIQ0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local United Way office realized that the organization had never received a donation from the town's most successful lawyer. The person in charge of contributions called him to persuade him to contribute.&lt;br /&gt;"Our research shows that out of a yearly income of at least $500,000, you give not a penny to charity. Wouldn't you like to give back to the community in some way?"&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer mulled this over for a moment and replied, "First, did your research also show that my mother is dying after a long illness, and has medical bills that are several times her annual income?"&lt;br /&gt;Embarrassed, the United Way rep mumbled, "Um ... no."&lt;br /&gt;The lawyer interrupts, "or that my brother, a disabled veteran, is blind and confined to a wheelchair?"&lt;br /&gt;The stricken United Way rep began to stammer out an apology, but was interrupted again.&lt;br /&gt;"or that my sister's husband died in a traffic accident," the lawyer's voice rising in indignation, "leaving her penniless with three children?!"&lt;br /&gt;The humiliated United Way rep, completely beaten, said simply, "I had no idea..."&lt;br /&gt;On a roll, the lawyer cut him off once again, "So if I don't give any money to them, why should I give any to you?"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/262772864" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/262772864/its-hurt.html" title="It`s hurt" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=4076634343390824940&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/4076634343390824940/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/4076634343390824940" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/4076634343390824940" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/04/its-hurt.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6802863934529654690</id><published>2008-03-29T20:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T20:25:26.211+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><title type="text">MARIAH CAREY - TOUCH MY BODY</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgFnMjymXI0&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KgFnMjymXI0&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/scroller.swf?lyricid=2147458348&amp;border=13&amp;bordert=38&amp;bgfont=0xFFFFFF&amp;bg=http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller/bgs/MariahCarey_2.jpg&amp;filter=0x000000&amp;filtert=0&amp;txt=0xFFFFFF&amp;fontname=arial&amp;fontsize=11&amp;speed=1" quality="high" bgcolor="#006666" width="180" height="210" name="scroll" align="middle" allowScriptAccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - &lt;a href="http://www.metrolyrics.com/mariah-carey-lyrics.html" title="Mariah Carey Lyrics"&gt;Mariah Carey Lyrics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/260514608" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/260514608/mariah-carey-touch-my-body.html" title="MARIAH CAREY - TOUCH MY BODY" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6802863934529654690&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6802863934529654690/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6802863934529654690" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6802863934529654690" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/mariah-carey-touch-my-body.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6151562624137501177</id><published>2008-03-29T12:32:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T14:29:02.181+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animal" /><title type="text">Big Snake</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRRTbYyx_1E&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XRRTbYyx_1E&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde was cooking dinner, when her kitchen caught on fire. So she&lt;br /&gt;called 911 and said, "My kitchen is on fire!"&lt;br /&gt;They asked, "How do we get there?"&lt;br /&gt;The blonde said, "Well, DUH, the big red truck!"&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/260514609" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/260514609/big-snake.html" title="Big Snake" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6151562624137501177&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6151562624137501177/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6151562624137501177" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6151562624137501177" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/big-snake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5887712444603607814</id><published>2008-03-29T12:14:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:16:37.000+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="work" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Asian" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title type="text">Human Tetris</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FinLW3TP-cQ"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FinLW3TP-cQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde goes to an office party and wins a thermos.&lt;br /&gt;The blonde asks a co-worker, "What does it do?" He says it keeps hot&lt;br /&gt;things hot and cold things cold.&lt;br /&gt;The next day the blond goes to work after filling her thermos with ice&lt;br /&gt;cream and tea.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/260514610" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/260514610/human-tetris.html" title="Human Tetris" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=5887712444603607814&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5887712444603607814/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5887712444603607814" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/5887712444603607814" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/human-tetris.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5368454412556775998</id><published>2008-03-29T11:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T12:13:18.005+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Funny" /><title type="text">Fort Boyard with Krasi Vankov</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-9DLnziUzY"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h-9DLnziUzY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blonde decides she wants to go ice fishing. So she goes to the&lt;br /&gt;library and reads and researches ice fishing. Then she goes to the&lt;br /&gt;sporting goods store and buys everything she needs.&lt;br /&gt;Then she finally thinks she is ready so she goes out to the ice and&lt;br /&gt;starts drilling a hole. Suddenly she hears a voice from up above. It&lt;br /&gt;says: "There are no fish under the ice."&lt;br /&gt;So she decides to go farther down on the ice. She starts drilling and&lt;br /&gt;she hears the voice again: "There are no fish under the ice."&lt;br /&gt;So she packs up her things and moves down the ice again. She starts&lt;br /&gt;drilling and she hears the voice again, "There are no fish under the&lt;br /&gt;ice."&lt;br /&gt;"Is that you Lord?" she says.&lt;br /&gt;"No," says the voice, "I'm the manager of the ice hockey rink."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/260514611" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/260514611/fort-boyard-with-krasi-vankov.html" title="Fort Boyard with Krasi Vankov" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=5368454412556775998&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5368454412556775998/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5368454412556775998" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/5368454412556775998" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/fort-boyard-with-krasi-vankov.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-7326808286227718878</id><published>2008-03-25T10:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T11:00:29.255+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sport" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Animal" /><title type="text">Fishing Fun</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1174296/fishing_fun.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A young man excitedly tells his mother he's fallen in love and&lt;br /&gt;going to get married. He says, "Just for fun, Ma, I'm going to&lt;br /&gt;bring over 3 women and you try and guess which one I'm going to marry."&lt;br /&gt;The mother agrees. The next day, he brings three beautiful women into the house and&lt;br /&gt;sits them down on the couch and they chat for a while. He then says,&lt;br /&gt;"Okay, Ma, guess which one I'm going to marry."&lt;br /&gt;She immediately replies, "The one in the middle."&lt;br /&gt;"That's amazing, Ma. You're right. How did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;"I don't like her."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/258293278" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/258293278/fishing-fun.html" title="Fishing Fun" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=7326808286227718878&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7326808286227718878/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7326808286227718878" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/7326808286227718878" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/fishing-fun.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-259330196681981759</id><published>2008-03-25T10:54:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-25T10:58:21.309+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Nature" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pics" /><title type="text">Bulgaria - Beyond The Crowd</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/odBjWkQ030Y&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/odBjWkQ030Y&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People never stare at your chest when you're talking to them.&lt;br /&gt;The occasional well-rendered belch is practically expected.&lt;br /&gt;New shoes don't cut, blister, or mangle your feet.&lt;br /&gt;Your pals can be trusted never to trap you with:&lt;br /&gt;"So, notice anything different?"&lt;br /&gt;One mood, ALL the damn time.&lt;br /&gt;Phone conversations are over in 30 seconds flat.&lt;br /&gt;You know stuff about tanks.&lt;br /&gt;A five-day vacation requires only one suitcase.&lt;br /&gt;You can open all your own jars.&lt;br /&gt;Dry cleaners and barbers don't rob you blind.&lt;br /&gt;You can leave the motel bed unmade.&lt;br /&gt;You can kill your own food.&lt;br /&gt;You get extra credit for the slightest act of thoughtfulness.&lt;br /&gt;If someone forgets to invite you to something, he or she can&lt;br /&gt;still be your friend.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/258293279" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/258293279/bulgaria-beyond-crowd.html" title="Bulgaria - Beyond The Crowd" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=259330196681981759&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/259330196681981759/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/259330196681981759" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/259330196681981759" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/bulgaria-beyond-crowd.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-7719210077304703920</id><published>2008-03-18T20:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T20:53:03.381+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sport" /><title type="text">Comedy Football - Don't Mistake</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1162595/comedy_football_dont_mistake.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman: &lt;br /&gt;Attempt to wake husband. Feed baby. Make breakfast. Change baby. Wake&lt;br /&gt;kids. Dress kids. Walk dog. Feed baby. Drive kids to school. Drag&lt;br /&gt;husband out of bed. Do laundry. Iron clothes. Clean house. Make&lt;br /&gt;husband lunch. Feed and change baby. Clean house again. Walk dog&lt;br /&gt;again. Pick up kids. Pick up school stuff. Clean up dog's mess. Make&lt;br /&gt;dinner. Call repair man, plumber, electrician, and exterminator. Swat&lt;br /&gt;flies. Yell at kids. Put kids to bed. Change baby. Go to Wal-Mart to&lt;br /&gt;stand on line for three hours to get one bag of chips for husband.&lt;br /&gt;Clean house again. Go to bed. Get up. Comfort baby. Let dog out.&lt;br /&gt;Change baby. Let dog in. Get 10 minutes of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man:&lt;br /&gt;Sleep. Go to work. Sleep. Drink coffee. Have wife pick up. Watch&lt;br /&gt;football and drink beer. Fall asleep. Go to bathroom. Lift one heavy&lt;br /&gt;object for begging wife. Go to bed. Yell at wife to feed baby.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/254202591" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/254202591/comedy-football-dont-mistake.html" title="Comedy Football - Don't Mistake" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=7719210077304703920&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/7719210077304703920/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/7719210077304703920" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/7719210077304703920" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/comedy-football-dont-mistake.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-1983044695793853296</id><published>2008-03-17T21:43:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T21:47:34.118+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sport" /><title type="text">King Football</title><content type="html">&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDKkSurEh4g"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hDKkSurEh4g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This letter was started by a woman, like yourself, in the hopes of&lt;br /&gt;bringing relief to other tired and discontended women. Unlike most&lt;br /&gt;chain letters, this one does not cost anything. Just send a copy of&lt;br /&gt;this letter to five of your friends who are equally frustrated. Then&lt;br /&gt;bundle up your husband or partner, and send him to the woman whose&lt;br /&gt;name appears on the top of the list, and add your name to the bottom&lt;br /&gt;of the list. When your name comes to the top of the list, you will&lt;br /&gt;receive 16,877 men! One of them is bound to be a hell of a lot better&lt;br /&gt;than the one you already have. Do not break the chain. One woman broke&lt;br /&gt;the chain and got the old son-of-a-bitch back again! At this writing,&lt;br /&gt;a friend of mine already received 384 men... They buried her&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, but it took three undertakers to get the smile off her face&lt;br /&gt;and two days to get her legs together so they could close the coffin.&lt;br /&gt;Hurry up and send this letter so my name can move up fast!&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/253727212" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/253727212/king-football.html" title="King Football" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=1983044695793853296&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/1983044695793853296/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/1983044695793853296" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/1983044695793853296" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/king-football.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-8118002829151227053</id><published>2008-03-16T23:30:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T11:42:22.289+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pics" /><title type="text">Macho or Gay</title><content type="html">&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AjpoOpGQB_U/R92RzL26WFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fQhEnh2SNck/s1600-h/machovsgaydu7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AjpoOpGQB_U/R92RzL26WFI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/fQhEnh2SNck/s400/machovsgaydu7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178455455088400466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, when I lock my keys in the car I will fiddle with a wire clothes hanger and ignore your suggestions that we call a road service until long after hypothermia has set in. Because I'm a man, when the car isn't running very well, I will pop the hood and stare at the engine as if I know what I'm looking at. If another man shows up, one of us will say to the other, "I used to be able to fix these things, but now with all these computers and everything, I wouldn't know where to start." We will then drink beer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, when I catch a cold I need someone to bring me soup and take care of me while I lie in bed and moan. You never get as sick as I do, so for you this isn't an issue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, I can be relied upon to purchase basic groceries at the store, like milk or bread. I cannot be expected to find exotic items like "Cumin" or "Tofu". For all I know these are the same thing. And never, under any circumstances, expect me to pick up anything for which "feminine hygiene product" is a euphemism. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, when one of our appliances stops working I will insist on taking it apart, despite evidence that this will just cost me twice as much once the repair person gets here and has to put it back together. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, I must hold the television remote control in my hand while I watch TV. If the thing has been misplaced, I may miss a whole show looking for it (though one time I was able to survive by holding a calculator). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, there is no need to ask me what I'm thinking about. The answer is always either sex, racing, or football, though I have to make up something else when you ask, so don't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, I do not want to visit your mother, or have your mother come visit us, or talk to her when she calls, or think about her any more than I have to. Whatever you got her for mother's day is okay, I don't need to see it. And don't forget to pick up something for my Mom too!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, you don't have to ask me if I liked the movie. Chances are, if you're crying at the end of it, I didn't. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man, I think what you're wearing is fine. I thought what you were wearing five minutes ago was fine, too. Either pair of shoes is fine. With the belt or without it looks fine. Your hair is fine. You look fine. Can we just go now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm a man,, and this is, I will share equally in the housework. You just do the laundry, the cooking, the gardening, the cleaning, and the dishes. I'll do the rest.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/252965192" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/252965192/macho-or-gay.html" title="Macho or Gay" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=8118002829151227053&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/8118002829151227053/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/8118002829151227053" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/8118002829151227053" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/macho-or-gay.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-6295528979360860223</id><published>2008-03-16T18:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:54:22.386+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Prank" /><title type="text">Womens Changing Room Surprise</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1156404/womens_changing_room_surprise.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When your eyes meet across a crowded room.&lt;br /&gt;LUST- When your tongues meet across a crowded room.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you try to lose your spouse in a crowded room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When intercourse is called "making love."&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When intercourse is called "screwing."&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When intercourse is a town in Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;There really is one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you argue over how many children to have.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When you argue over who gets the wet spot.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you argue over whose idea it was to have kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you share everything you own.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When you steal everything they own.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When the bank owns everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When it doesn't matter if you don't climax.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When the relationship is over if you don't climax.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When . . . uh . . . what's a climax?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you phone each other just to say, "Hi."&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When you phone each other to pick a hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you phone each other to bitch about work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you write poems about your partner.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When all you write is your phone number.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When all you write is checks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When your only concern is for your partner's feelings.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When your only concern is to find a room with mirrors allaround.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you're only concern is what's on T.V.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you are proud to be seen in public with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When you only see each other naked.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you never see each other awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When your heart flutters every time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When your groin twitches every time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When your wallet empties every time you see them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When all the songs on the radio describe exactly how you feel.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When the song on the radio determines how you do it.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you listen to talk radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When breaking up is something you try not to think about.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When staying together is something you try not to think about.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When just getting through the day is your only thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When you're only interested in doing things with your partner.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When you're only interested in doing things TO your partner.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When you're only interested in your golf score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - When a rainy day means more time to stay inside and talk.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - When a rainy day means more time to stay inside and have sex.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - When a rainy day means it's time to clean the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE - You only leave the house to buy coffee and doughnuts.&lt;br /&gt;LUST - You only leave the house to buy condoms and Vaseline.&lt;br /&gt;MARRIAGE - You only leave the house when you're allowed.&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/252621661" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/252621661/womens-changing-room-surprise.html" title="Womens Changing Room Surprise" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=6295528979360860223&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/6295528979360860223/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/6295528979360860223" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/6295528979360860223" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/womens-changing-room-surprise.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5584056415938952073</id><published>2008-03-16T18:50:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:52:00.346+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Popular Persons" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Movie" /><title type="text">Angelina Jolie "WANTED" Movie Trailer</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1152493/angelina_jo_ie_wanted_movie_trailer.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man told his doctor that he wasn't able to do all the things &lt;br /&gt;around the house that he used to do. &lt;br /&gt;When the examination was complete, he said, "Now, Doc, I can&lt;br /&gt;take it. Tell me in plain English what is wrong with me." &lt;br /&gt;"Well, in plain English," the doctor replied, "you're just lazy." &lt;br /&gt;"Okay," said the man. "Now give me the medical term so I can &lt;br /&gt;tell my wife."&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~4/252621662" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/honey4you/~3/252621662/angelina-jolie-wanted-movie-trailer.html" title="Angelina Jolie &quot;WANTED&quot; Movie Trailer" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4045310365352819690&amp;postID=5584056415938952073&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/5584056415938952073/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://honey4you.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default/5584056415938952073" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4045310365352819690/posts/default/5584056415938952073" /><author><name>dido</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11996030169214672975</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><feedburner:origLink>http://honey4you.blogspot.com/2008/03/angelina-jolie-wanted-movie-trailer.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4045310365352819690.post-5399947312964938887</id><published>2008-03-16T18:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:43:36.069+02:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Video" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sport" /><title type="text">Compilation: Best Skills!</title><content type="html">&lt;embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/1156398/compilation_best_skills_www_tafixe_com.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A married man and his secretary were having a torrid affair. One &lt;br /&gt;afternoon they couldn't contain their passion, so they rushed over to her place &lt;br /&gt;where they spent the afternoon making passionate love. When they were &lt;br /&gt;finished, they fell asleep, not waking until 8 o'clock that night. &lt;br /&gt;They got dressed quickly. Then the man asked his secretary to take his &lt;br /&gt;shoes outside and rub them on the lawn. Bewildered, she did as he asked, &lt;br /&gt;thinking him pretty weird. The man finally got home and his wife met him at the &lt;br /&gt;door. Upset, she asked where he'd been. The man replied, "I can not tell a lie. &lt;br /&gt;My secretary and I are having an affair. Today we left work early, went to her place, spent the &lt;br /&gt;afternoon making love, and then fell asleep. That's why I'm late." &lt;br /&gt;The wife looked at him, took notice of his shoes, and yelled, "I can &lt;br /&gt;see those are grass stains on your shoes. YOU LIAR! 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