<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144</id><updated>2024-11-08T23:26:56.699+08:00</updated><category term="short joke"/><category term="doctors joke"/><category term="womans joke"/><category term="best joke"/><category term="good joke"/><category term="patients joke"/><category term="students joke"/><category term="lawyers joke"/><category term="marriage joke"/><category term="mens joke"/><category term="religious joke"/><category term="funny videos"/><category term="husbands joke"/><category term="police joke"/><category term="wifes joke"/><category term="blonde 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>90</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-8738210902318628039</id><published>2010-07-19T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T14:03:50.306+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mens joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="womans joke"/><title type='text'>The Widow at the Farmhouse</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;Jack decided to go skiing with his buddy, Bob. They loaded up Jack&#39;s station-wagon and headed north. After driving for a few hours, they got caught in a terrible blizzard. They pulled into a nearby farmhouse and asked the attractive lady of the house if they could spend the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&#39;m recently widowed,&quot; she explained, &quot;and I&#39;m afraid the neighbors will talk if I let you stay in my house.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Not to worry,&quot; Jack said, &quot;we&#39;ll be happy to sleep in the barn.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nine months later, Jack got a letter from the widow&#39;s attorney. He called up his friend Bob and said, &quot;Bob, do you remember that good-looking widow at the farm we stayed at?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, I do.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you happen to get up in the middle of the night, go up to the house and visit with her?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes, I have to admit that I did.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you happen to use my name instead of telling her your name?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bob&#39;s face turns red and he said, &quot;Yeah, I&#39;m afraid I did.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Well, thanks! She just died and left me everything!&quot; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/8738210902318628039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/8738210902318628039' title='28 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8738210902318628039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8738210902318628039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/07/widow-at-farmhouse.html' title='The Widow at the Farmhouse'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>28</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-5678359457557133426</id><published>2010-07-15T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:14:02.915+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="childs joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lawyers joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>My Father Is A Lawyer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;While in Atlanta on vacation, Little Johnny&#39;s Daddy took one afternoon to see historic sites downtown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two young families were also in line to the see the sites. Little Johnny struck up a conversation with one of the boys in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My name is Tommy. What&#39;s yours?&quot; asked the first boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Johnny&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My Daddy&#39;s an accountant. What does your Pop do for a living?&quot; asked Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny replied, &quot;My Daddy&#39;s a lawyer.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Honest?&quot; asked Tommy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny replied, &quot;No, just the regular kind.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/5678359457557133426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/5678359457557133426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5678359457557133426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5678359457557133426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/07/my-father-is-lawyer.html' title='My Father Is A Lawyer'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-383211974809258179</id><published>2010-07-15T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-15T13:07:53.087+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctors joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Medical Problem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A man goes to the doctor and tells him that he hasn&#39;t been feeling well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor examines him, leaves the room and comes back with three different bottles of pills. The doctor says, &quot;Take the green pill with a big glass of water when you get up. Take the blue pill with a big glass of water after lunch. Then just before going to bed, take the red pill with another big glass of water.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Startled to be put on so much medicine the man stammers, &quot;Jeez doc, exactly what&#39;s my problem?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor says, &quot;You&#39;re not drinking enough water.&quot;  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/383211974809258179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/383211974809258179' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/383211974809258179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/383211974809258179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/07/medical-problem.html' title='Medical Problem'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-8530612334984206170</id><published>2010-06-30T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:32:26.718+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mens joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Stealing Dresses</title><content type='html'>Judge: &quot;You admit breaking into the dress shop four times?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defendant: &quot;Yes, your honor.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: &quot;What did you steal?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defendant: &quot;A dress, Your Honor.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Judge: &quot;One dress? And yet you admit breaking in four times!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Defendant: &quot;Well, your Honor, you see the first three times my wife didn&#39;t like the color.&quot;  &lt;input id=&quot;gwProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick=&quot;jsCall();&quot; id=&quot;jsProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;refHTML&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/8530612334984206170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/8530612334984206170' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8530612334984206170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8530612334984206170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/06/stealing-dresses.html' title='Stealing Dresses'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-5928113340059861743</id><published>2010-06-30T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:10:36.751+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mens joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="millionaires joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>A Dangerous Bet</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A millionaire threw a magnificent party for his many friends. Only one thing was bothering everyone, his very large pool was filled with alligators. Towards the end of the evening he stood before a podium and announced to his guests, &quot;The first person that swims across this here pool will get a million dollars!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He then stepped back and waited for a response. No one responded, so he made another offer &quot;I&#39;ll give the first person a million dollars and my mansion.&quot; Once again he stepped back and waited. Finally he said, &quot;I&#39;ll give you a million dollars, my mansion, and a choice between my Corvette or Lamborghini&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly he heard a splash, turned to see a man swimming across the pool hitting one alligator up side the head, wrestling one after the other. With lots of luck the man reached the other end of the pool, he climbed out at the millionaire&#39;s feet. The millionaire congratulated him and invited him up to his office to receive his awards. When they got to his office the millionaire asked, &quot;What do you want, the Corvette or Lamborghini?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man replied ... &quot;I want the jerk that pushed me into the pool!!&quot; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/5928113340059861743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/5928113340059861743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5928113340059861743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5928113340059861743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/06/dangerous-bet.html' title='A Dangerous Bet'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-6445065462415665928</id><published>2010-06-09T10:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T10:44:38.592+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="wife joke"/><title type='text'>Read Aloud</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Bernie was unfortunate enough to be hit by a truck and ended up in the hospital. His best friend Morris came to visit him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernie struggles to tell Morris, &quot;My wife Sadie visits me three times a day. She&#39;s so good to me. Every day, she reads to me at the bedside.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What does she read?&quot; asks Morris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;My life insurance policy.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/6445065462415665928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/6445065462415665928' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6445065462415665928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6445065462415665928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/06/read-aloud.html' title='Read Aloud'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-4012737833004287381</id><published>2010-04-08T10:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T10:10:25.024+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="judges joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lawyers joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Finley&#39;s Plea</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;After a trial had been going on for three days, Finley, the man accused of committing the crimes, stood up and approached the judge&#39;s bench. &quot;Your Honor, I would like to change my plea from &#39;innocent&#39; to &#39;guilty&#39; of the charges.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The judge angrily banged his fist on the desk. &quot;If you&#39;re guilty, why didn&#39;t you say so in the first place and save this court a lot of time and inconvenience?&quot; he demanded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finley looked up wide-eyed and stated, &quot;Well, when the trial started I thought I was innocent, but that was before I heard all the evidence against me.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/4012737833004287381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/4012737833004287381' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/4012737833004287381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/4012737833004287381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/04/finleys-plea.html' title='Finley&#39;s Plea'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-7357031658616544938</id><published>2010-03-04T08:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:21:52.576+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husbands joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Wonderful Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; Several men are in the locker room of a golf club. A cell phone on a bench rings and a man engages the hands-free speaker- function and begins to talk. Everyone else in the room stops to listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;Hello&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;Honey, it&#39;s me. Are you at the club?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;Yes&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;I&#39;m at the mall now and found this beautiful leather coat. It&#39;s only $1,000. Is it OK if I buy it?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;Sure, go ahead if you like it that much.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;I also stopped by the Mercedes dealership and saw the new 2005 models. I saw one I really liked.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;How much?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;$65,000.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;OK, but for that price I want it with all the options.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;Great! Oh, and one more thing ...... The house we wanted last year is back on the market. They&#39;re asking 950,000.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;Well, then go ahead and give them an offer, but just offer $900,000.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOMAN: &quot;OK. I&#39;ll see you later! I love you!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAN: &quot;Bye, I love you, too.&quot; The man hangs up. The other men in the locker room are looking at him in astonishment. Then he smiles and asks: &quot;Anyone know whose phone this is?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/7357031658616544938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/7357031658616544938' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7357031658616544938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7357031658616544938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/03/wonderful-husband.html' title='Wonderful Husband'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-7850994859555301306</id><published>2010-02-10T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T13:48:03.294+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="childs joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teachers joke"/><title type='text'>Sunday School Lesson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A Sunday School teacher of preschoolers was concerned that his students might be a little confused about Jesus Christ because of the Christmas season emphasis on His birth. He wanted to make sure they understood that the birth of Jesus occurred a long time ago, that He grew up, etc. So he asked his class, &quot;Where is Jesus today?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Steven raised his hand and said, &quot;He&#39;s in heaven.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary was called on and answered, &quot;He&#39;s in my heart.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny, waving his hand furiously, blurted out, &quot;I know! I know! He&#39;s in our bathroom!!!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole class got very quiet, looked at the teacher, and waited for a response. The teacher was completely at a loss for a few very long seconds. He finally gathered his wits and asked Little Johnny how he knew this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Little Johnny said, &quot;Well...every morning, my father gets up, bangs on the bathroom door, and yells &#39;Jesus Christ, are you still in there?&#39;!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/7850994859555301306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/7850994859555301306' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7850994859555301306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7850994859555301306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/02/sunday-school-lesson.html' title='Sunday School Lesson'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-2335023443706993333</id><published>2010-01-19T14:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:32:21.470+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nice  joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patients joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Used Peanuts</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;A Man visits his Aunt in the nursing home.  It turns out that she is taking a nap, so he just sits down in her room, flips through a few magazines and munches on some peanuts sitting on a bowl on the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Eventually, the aunt wakes up, and her nephew realizes he&#39;s absentmindedly finished the entire bowl.  &quot;I&#39;m so sorry, auntie, i have eaten all your peanuts!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&quot;That&#39;s okay, dearie,&quot; the aunt replied.  &quot;After i have sucked the chocolate off, I don&#39;t care for them anyway.&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/2335023443706993333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/2335023443706993333' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2335023443706993333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2335023443706993333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/01/used-peanuts.html' title='Used Peanuts'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-2179148059000183663</id><published>2010-01-19T13:56:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-19T14:15:01.469+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dentists joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctors joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="nice  joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teeth joke"/><title type='text'>New Teeth</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The local minister had all of his remaining teeth pulled and new dentures made few weeks ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The first Sunday, his sermon lasted for 10 minutes. The second Sunday, he preached only 20 minutes. But on the third Sunday, he preached for an hour and a half.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;I asked him about this. He then told me &quot;well, John, that first Sunday, my gums were so sore it hurt to talk. The second Sunday, my dentures were still hurting a lot. Now the third Sunday, I accidnetally grabbed my wife&#39;s dentures AND I COULDN&#39;T STOP TALKING!&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/2179148059000183663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/2179148059000183663' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2179148059000183663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2179148059000183663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/01/new-teeth.html' title='New Teeth'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-5192859801545687068</id><published>2010-01-08T14:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:03:47.068+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke short joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="dementia joke"/><title type='text'>Dementia Test</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Test for &lt;strong&gt;Dementia b&lt;/strong&gt;elow are four (4) questions and a bonus question. You have to answer them instantly. You can&#39;t take your time, answer all of them immediately. OK? Let&#39;s find out just how clever you really are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are participating in a race. You overtake the second person. What position are you in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: If you answered that you are first, then you are absolutely wrong! If you overtake the second person and you take his place, you are second! To answer the second question, don&#39;t take as much time as you took for the first question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you overtake the last person, then you are...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: If you answered that you are second to last, then you are wrong again. Tell me, how can you overtake the LAST Person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very tricky math! Note: This must be done in your head only. Do NOT use paper and pencil or a calculator. Try it. Take 1000 and add 40 to it. Now add another 1000. Now add 30. Add another 1000. Now add 20. Now add another 1000 Now add 10. What is the total? Scroll down for answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you get 5000? The correct answer is actually 4100. Don&#39;t believe it? Check with your calculator!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourth Question:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mary&#39;s father has five daughters: 1. Nana, 2. Nene, 3. Nini, 4. Nono. What is the name of the fifth daughter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answer: Nunu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! Of course not. Her name is Mary. Read the question again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/5192859801545687068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/5192859801545687068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5192859801545687068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5192859801545687068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2010/01/dementia-test.html' title='Dementia Test'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-5767336037778132282</id><published>2009-12-01T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T18:01:16.410+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="words of wisdom"/><title type='text'>Words Of Wisdom</title><content type='html'>Life can be only understood backwards, but it must be lived forwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trust everybody . . . then cut the cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don&#39;t do for others what, given the chance, they wouldn&#39;t do for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summer must be over. My neighbor just returned my lawn furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing to admit you are wrong when you are wrong, then you are all right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;s good to question authority, but not mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love doesn&#39;t really make the world go round, but it makes the ride worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Age is just a number and mine is unlisted. An expert is someone called in at the last minute to share the blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first Ten Commandments are the hardest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A retired husband is a wife&#39;s full time job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heredity is something parents comfortably believe in, if they have a bright child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only one shopping day left until tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is the place between too little and too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Circular arguments often make the rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even at a Mensa convention, someone is the dumbest person in the room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When in doubt. . . mumble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oney can&#39;t buy everything ...but then again, neither can no money.</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/5767336037778132282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/5767336037778132282' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5767336037778132282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5767336037778132282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/12/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words Of Wisdom'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-5667267989557872219</id><published>2009-10-24T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T19:35:47.416+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctors joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="health joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patients joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="religious joke"/><title type='text'>Spooky Pookie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;There was a case in one hospital&#39;s Intensive Care ward where patients always died in the same bed, on Sunday morning, at about 11 a.m., regardless of their medical condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This puzzled the doctors and some even thought that it had something to do with the supernatural. No one could solve the mystery... as to why the deaths occurred around 11 a.m. on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a World-Wide team of experts was assembled to investigate the cause of the incidents. The next Sunday morning, a few minutes before 11 a.m., all doctors and nurses nervously wait outside the ward to see for themselves what the terrible phenomenon was all about. Some were holding wooden crosses, prayer books and other holy objects to ward off the evil spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when the clock struck 11... Pookie Johnson, the part-time Sunday sweeper, entered the ward and unplugged the life support system so that he could use the vacuum cleaner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id=&quot;gwProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick=&quot;jsCall();&quot; id=&quot;jsProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot; id=&quot;refHTML&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/5667267989557872219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/5667267989557872219' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5667267989557872219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/5667267989557872219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/10/spooky-pookie.html' title='Spooky Pookie'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-6045038141451074355</id><published>2009-10-02T17:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T19:38:43.095+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="doctors joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="patients joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Doctor&#39;s Visit</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;Patient says, &quot;Doc, you must check my leg. Something&#39;s wrong. Just put your ear up to my thigh, you&#39;ll hear it!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;The doctor cautiously places his ear to the man&#39;s thigh only to hear, &quot;Give me $10! I&#39;m desperate! I need $10!&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I&#39;ve never seen or heard anything like this before! How long has this been going on?&quot; the doctor asked. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;That&#39;s nothing, Doc. Put your ear to my knee.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor put his ear to the man&#39;s knee and heard it say, &quot;Please! I really need $5! Just $5! Please! I&#39;m desperate!&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Sir, I really don&#39;t know what to tell you. I&#39;ve never seen anything like this.&quot; The doctor was truly dumbfounded. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Wait, Doc, that&#39;s not all of it. There&#39;s more. Just put your ear down on my ankle,&quot; the man urged him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor did as the man said and was amazed to hear his ankle plead, &quot;Please, I just need $20! Please lend me $20, please! I am really desperate!&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;I have no idea what to tell you,&quot; the doctor said. &quot;There&#39;s nothing about it in any of my books,&quot; he said as he frantically searched all his medical reference books. &quot;However... I can make a well-educated guess. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align=&quot;justify&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Based on life and all my previous experiences, I can tell you with some certainty, that your leg seems to be broke in three places.&quot; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id=&quot;gwProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick=&quot;jsCall();&quot; id=&quot;jsProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;div id=&quot;refHTML&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/6045038141451074355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/6045038141451074355' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6045038141451074355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6045038141451074355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/10/doctors-visit.html' title='Doctor&#39;s Visit'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-1324130781726000737</id><published>2009-09-11T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T17:24:21.996+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="judges joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="lawyers joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Traffic Court</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A New York man was forced to take a day off from work to appear for a minor traffic summons. He grew increasingly restless as he waited hour after endless hour for his case to be heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When his name was called late in the afternoon, he stood before the judge, only to hear that court would be adjourned for the next day and he would have to return the next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What for?&quot; he snapped at the judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His honor, equally irked by a tedious day and sharp query roared, &quot;Twenty dollars contempt of court. That&#39;s why!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, noticing the man checking his wallet, the judge relented. &quot;That&#39;s all right. You don&#39;t have to pay now.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young man replied, &quot;I&#39;m just seeing if I have enough for two more words.&quot; &lt;input id=&quot;gwProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick=&quot;jsCall();&quot; id=&quot;jsProxy&quot; type=&quot;hidden&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot; id=&quot;refHTML&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/1324130781726000737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/1324130781726000737' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/1324130781726000737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/1324130781726000737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/09/traffic-court.html' title='Traffic Court'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-6430804440650564550</id><published>2009-08-05T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:00:53.043+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="good joke animals joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="womans joke"/><title type='text'>Poor Parrot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A lady who was very lonesome bought a parrot from a pet store, complete with cage. Before purchasing it she got a guarantee that the parrot would talk.She took the parrot home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a week and a half she returned to the store very disappointed. &quot;The parrot doesn&#39;t talk.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you buy a mirror?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Every parrot needs a mirror. &quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she bought a mirror and installed it in the parrot&#39;s cage. Another week and a half went by and she returned. &quot;The parrot still doesn&#39;t talk.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you buy a ladder?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Every parrot needs a ladder.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she bought a ladder and installed it in the cage. Another week and a half passed and she returned.&quot;The parrot still doesn&#39;t talk.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Did you buy a swing?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Every parrot needs a swing.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So she bought a swing and installed it in the cage. A week and a half later she returned. She was furious! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The store owner asked, &quot;Did the parrot talk?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No!, he died.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Oh, that&#39;s terrible. Did he say anything before he died?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Yes.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What?&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;He gasped &#39;Don&#39;t they have any food down at that store?&#39;&quot; &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/6430804440650564550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/6430804440650564550' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6430804440650564550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6430804440650564550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/08/poor-parrot.html' title='Poor Parrot'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-8482207921210873967</id><published>2009-07-30T05:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:35:08.295+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mothers joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>All In The Perspective</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Two mothers met for coffee. “Well Ruthie, how are the kids?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“To tell you the truth, my son has married a real tramp!” says Ruth. “She doesn’t get out of bed until 11. She’s out all day spending his money on Heaven knows what, and when he gets home, exhausted, does she have a nice hot dinner for him? Ha! She makes him take her out to dinner at an expensive restaurant.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Oh! What a shame. And how about your daughter?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Ah! Now there’s a lucky girl. She has married a saint. He brings her breakfast in bed, he gives her enough money to buy whatever she needs, and in the evening he always takes her out to dinner at a nice restaurant.”  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/8482207921210873967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/8482207921210873967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8482207921210873967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8482207921210873967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/07/all-in-perspective.html' title='All In The Perspective'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-6461159446978266845</id><published>2009-07-30T05:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T05:26:49.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Got An Award!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;a onblur=&quot;try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}&quot; href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswItyceyArFAfIXVaWoB9Jeld0QoeipA-efMvZm-2ZqzkWMp5WdLp-OUOkqyPfdptM8qULxtNcHRN0JF8FB3mADAOG5Ef0y7dX7BcNryCxJXV-ZXdIpWtar2rrhZrTe9fo_JSftUAags/s1600-h/award.JPG&quot;&gt;&lt;img style=&quot;margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 159px;&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswItyceyArFAfIXVaWoB9Jeld0QoeipA-efMvZm-2ZqzkWMp5WdLp-OUOkqyPfdptM8qULxtNcHRN0JF8FB3mADAOG5Ef0y7dX7BcNryCxJXV-ZXdIpWtar2rrhZrTe9fo_JSftUAags/s320/award.JPG&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; id=&quot;BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363995422599871314&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Hi guys just to boost my myself, i got an award from my friend &lt;a href=&quot;http://insidemybubbletoday.blogspot.com/&quot;&gt;Wenny&lt;/a&gt;.  I am in a rush today i am going to school in any minute so please bear with me now! I can not update my blog 3 times a week anymore.  But i will always follow my visitors once i got a 30 minutes free in school.  So however, read and commented my blog,  will always get a follow that is for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/6461159446978266845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/6461159446978266845' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6461159446978266845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/6461159446978266845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/07/got-award.html' title='Got An Award!'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiswItyceyArFAfIXVaWoB9Jeld0QoeipA-efMvZm-2ZqzkWMp5WdLp-OUOkqyPfdptM8qULxtNcHRN0JF8FB3mADAOG5Ef0y7dX7BcNryCxJXV-ZXdIpWtar2rrhZrTe9fo_JSftUAags/s72-c/award.JPG" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-4375541314080205446</id><published>2009-07-16T10:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T10:09:32.573+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husbands joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="police joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><title type='text'>Short Joke: Breaking And Entering</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A man went to the Police Station wishing to speak with the burglar who had broken into his house the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;You&#39;ll get your chance in court.&quot; said the Desk Sergeant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;No, no no!&quot; said the man. &quot;I want to know how he got into the house without waking my wife. I&#39;ve been trying to do that for years!&quot;  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/4375541314080205446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/4375541314080205446' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/4375541314080205446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/4375541314080205446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/07/short-joke-breaking-and-entering.html' title='Short Joke: Breaking And Entering'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-234821811241154981</id><published>2009-07-06T16:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T16:21:21.240+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="childs joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mothers joke"/><title type='text'>Electric Train</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A few days after Christmas, a mother was working in the kitchen listening to her young son playing with his new electric train in the living room. She heard the train stop and her son said, &quot;All of you sons of guns who want off, get the heck off now, cause this is the last stop! And all of you sons of guns who are getting on, get your behinds in the train, cause we&#39;re going down the tracks.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother went nuts and told her son, &quot;We don&#39;t use that kind of language in this house. Now I want you to go to your room and you are to stay there for TWO HOURS. When you come out, you may play with your train, but I want you to use nice language.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later, the son comes out of the bedroom and resumes playing with his train. Soon the train stopped and the mother heard her son say, &quot;All passengers who are disembarking from the train, please remember to take all of your belongings with you. We thank you for riding with us today and hope your trip was a pleasant one. We hope you will ride with us again soon.&quot; She hears the little boy continue, &quot;For those of you just boarding, we ask you to stow all of your hand luggage under your seat. Remember, there is no smoking on the train. We hope you will have a pleasant and relaxing journey with us today.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; As the mother began to smile, the child added, &quot;For those of you who are annoyed about the TWO HOUR delay, please see the witch in the kitchen.&quot;  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/234821811241154981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/234821811241154981' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/234821811241154981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/234821811241154981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/07/electric-train.html' title='Electric Train'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-8961130178620367241</id><published>2009-07-01T10:20:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T10:40:40.549+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny videos"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you tube"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="you tube videos"/><title type='text'>You Tube : Zombie Vs Kids</title><content type='html'>Keep watching the video, the kids are very touching, cute and funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;object width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;movie&quot; value=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowFullScreen&quot; value=&quot;true&quot;&gt;&lt;param name=&quot;allowscriptaccess&quot; value=&quot;always&quot;&gt;&lt;embed src=&quot;http://www.youtube.com/v/ASr5GcuDHug&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;&quot; type=&quot;application/x-shockwave-flash&quot; allowscriptaccess=&quot;always&quot; allowfullscreen=&quot;true&quot; width=&quot;425&quot; height=&quot;344&quot;&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/8961130178620367241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/8961130178620367241' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8961130178620367241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8961130178620367241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-tube-zombie-vs-kids.html' title='You Tube : Zombie Vs Kids'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-2033542432635808520</id><published>2009-06-26T09:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T09:09:36.903+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="couple joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="mens joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="womans joke"/><title type='text'>Under The Table</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A man and a woman were having dinner in a fine restaurant. Their waitress, taking another order at a table a few paces away noticed that the man was slowly sliding down his chair and under the table, with the woman acting unconcerned. The waitress watched as the man slid all the way down his chair and out of sight under the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, the woman dining across from him appeared calm and unruffled, apparently unaware that her dining companion had disappeared. After the waitress finished taking the order, she came over to the table and said to the woman, &quot;Pardon me, ma&#39;am, but I think your husband just slid under the table.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman calmly looked up at her and replied firmly, &quot;Oh no, My husband just walked in the door.&quot;  &lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/2033542432635808520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/2033542432635808520' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2033542432635808520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/2033542432635808520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/06/under-table.html' title='Under The Table'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-7647606619449514442</id><published>2009-06-22T10:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T12:06:18.399+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="short joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="twitter joke"/><title type='text'>Five Funny Messages to Send via Twitter</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;- The longest sentence known to man: “I do.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style=&quot;margin-bottom: 0px; padding-bottom: 5px; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- I only use deodorant under one arm, so I know what I would have smelled like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Crime doesn’t pay… Does that mean my job is a crime?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- This dog, is dog, a dog, good dog, way dog, to dog, keep dog, an dog, idiot dog, busy dog, for dog, 20 dog, seconds dog! … Now read without the word dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Do you ever notice that when you’re driving, anyone going slower than you is an idiot and everyone driving faster than you is a maniac?  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/7647606619449514442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/7647606619449514442' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7647606619449514442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/7647606619449514442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/06/five-funny-messages-to-send-via-twitter.html' title='Five Funny Messages to Send via Twitter'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3497203939648709144.post-8804745728583724236</id><published>2009-06-18T15:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:43:41.886+08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="best joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="students joke"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="womans joke"/><title type='text'>Two Best Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;My Grades       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A high-school student came home one night rather depressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What&#39;s the matter, Son?&quot; asked his mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Aw, gee,&quot; said the boy, &quot;It&#39;s my grades. They&#39;re all wet.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;What do you mean &#39;all wet?&#39;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&quot;You know,&quot; he replied, &quot;...below C-level.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;The Feminist       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A radical feminist is getting on a bus when, just in front of her, a man gets up from his seat. She thinks to herself, &quot;Here&#39;s another man trying to keep up the customs of a patriarchal society by offering a poor, defenseless woman his seat,&quot; and she pushes him back onto the seat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, the man tries to get up again. She is insulted again and refuses to let him up. Finally, the man says, &quot;Look, lady, you&#39;ve got to let me get up. I&#39;m two miles past my stop already.&quot; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/feeds/8804745728583724236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/3497203939648709144/8804745728583724236' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8804745728583724236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3497203939648709144/posts/default/8804745728583724236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://laughoutloud143.blogspot.com/2009/06/two-best-jokes.html' title='Two Best Jokes'/><author><name>Unknown</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>