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		<title>Young Chuck &amp; Dead Donkey</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2012/01/26/young-chuck-dead-donkey/</link>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Jan 2012 19:48:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Young Chuck &#38; Dead Donkey Young Chuck, moved to Texas and bought a Donkey from a farmer for $100.00. The farmer agreed to deliver the Donkey the next day. The next day he drove up and said, &#8216;Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.&#8217; Chuck replied, &#8216;Well, then just give [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Young Chuck &amp; Dead Donkey</strong></p>
<p>Young Chuck, moved to Texas and bought a Donkey from a farmer for $100.00.</p>
<p>The farmer agreed to deliver the Donkey the next day. The next day he drove up and said, &#8216;Sorry son, but I have some bad news, the donkey died.&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck replied,</p>
<p>&#8216;Well, then just give me my money back.&#8217;</p>
<p>The farmer said,</p>
<p>&#8216;Can&#8217;t do that. I went and spent it already.&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck said,</p>
<p>&#8216;Ok, then, just bring me the dead donkey.&#8217;</p>
<p>The farmer asked,</p>
<p>&#8216;What ya gonna do with him?</p>
<p>Chuck said,</p>
<p>&#8216;I&#8217;m going to raffle him off.&#8217;</p>
<p>The farmer said,</p>
<p>&#8216;You can&#8217;t raffle off a dead donkey!&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck said,</p>
<p>&#8216;Sure I can Watch me. I just won&#8217;t tell anybody he&#8217;s dead.&#8217;</p>
<p>A month later, the farmer met up with Chuck and asked, &#8216;What happened with that dead donkey?&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck said,</p>
<p>&#8216;I raffled him off. I sold 500 tickets at two dollars a piece and made a profit of $898.00.&#8217;</p>
<p>The farmer said,</p>
<p>&#8216;Didn&#8217;t anyone complain?&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck said,</p>
<p>&#8216;Just the guy who won. So I gave him his two dollars back.&#8217;</p>
<p>Chuck now works for the government.</p>
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		<title>Hair dryer laugther&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/12/20/hair-dryer-laugther/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 20 Dec 2011 10:54:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. . Hair dryer laugther&#8230; A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the priest sitting beside her, &#8220;Father, may I ask a favor?&#8221; &#8220;Of course, child. What may I do for you?&#8221; &#8220;Well, I bought an expensive electronic hair dryer for my mother&#8217;s birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Hair dryer laugther&#8230;</strong></p>
<p>A distinguished young woman on a flight from Ireland asked the priest sitting beside her, &#8220;Father, may I ask a favor?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Of course, child. What may I do for you?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, I bought an expensive electronic hair dryer for my mother&#8217;s birthday that is unopened and well over the Customs limits. I&#8217;m afraid they&#8217;ll confiscate it. Is there any way you could carry it through Customs for me&#8230;under your robe, perhaps?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I would love to help you, dear, but I must warn you&#8230; I will not lie.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;With your honest face, Father, no one will question you.&#8221;</p>
<p>When they got to Customs, the woman let the priest go ahead of her. The official asked, &#8220;Father, do you have anything to declare?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;From the top of my head down to my waist, I have nothing to declare.&#8221;</p>
<p>The official thought this answer strange, so asked,</p>
<p>&#8220;And what do you have to declare from your waist to the floor?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I have a marvelous instrument designed to be used on a woman, but which is, to date&#8230;unused.&#8221;</p>
<p>Roaring with laughter, the official said, &#8220;Go ahead, Father. Next!&#8221;<br />
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		<title>Not So Dumb Blonde (Joke)</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/11/08/not-so-dumb-blonde-joke/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Nov 2011 18:10:26 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Not So Dumb Blonde (Joke) A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from Los Angeles to New York. The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and rolls over to [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Not So Dumb Blonde (Joke)</strong></p>
<p>A blonde and a lawyer are seated next to each other on a flight from Los Angeles to New York.</p>
<p>The lawyer asks if she would like to play a fun game. The blonde, tired, just wants to take a nap, so she politely declines and rolls over to the window to catch a few winks. The lawyer persists and explains that the game is easy and a lot of fun.</p>
<p>He says, &#8220;I ask you a question, and if you don&#8217;t know the answer, you pay me five dollars, and vice versa.&#8221;</p>
<p>Again, she declines and tries to get some sleep.</p>
<p>The lawyer, now agitated, says, &#8220;Okay, if you don&#8217;t know the answer, you pay me $5, and if I don&#8217;t know the answer, I will pay you $500.&#8221; This catches the blonde&#8217;s attention and, figuring there will be no end to this torment, agrees to the game.</p>
<p>The lawyer asks the first question: &#8220;What&#8217;s the distance from the earth to the moon?&#8221;</p>
<p>The blonde doesn&#8217;t say a word, reaches into her purse, pulls out a $5.00 bill, and hands it to the lawyer.</p>
<p>&#8220;Okay,&#8221; says the lawyer, &#8220;your turn.&#8221;</p>
<p>She asks, &#8220;What goes up a hill with three legs and comes down with four legs?&#8221;</p>
<p>The lawyer, puzzled, takes out his laptop computer and searches all his references &#8230; no answer. He taps into the air phone with his modem and searches the Internet and the Library of Congress &#8230; no answer. Frustrated, he sends e-mails to all his friends and coworkers but to no avail.</p>
<p>After an hour, he wakes the blonde and hands her $500.</p>
<p>The blonde thanks him and turns back to get some more sleep.</p>
<p>The lawyer, who is more than a little miffed, stirs the blonde and asks, &#8220;Well, what&#8217;s the answer?&#8221;</p>
<p>Without a word, the blonde reaches into her purse, hands the lawyer $5, and goes back to sleep.</p>
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		<title>Chicken Story Joke</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/09/27/chicken-story-joke/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Sep 2011 16:43:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. . Chicken Story Joke A farmer rears twenty-five young hens and one old cock. As he feels that the old cock could no longer handle his job efficiently, the farmer bought one young cock from the market. Old cock to Young cock : &#8220;Welcome to join me, we will work together towards productivity. Young [...]]]></description>
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<strong>Chicken Story Joke</strong></p>
<p>A farmer rears twenty-five young hens and one old cock. As he feels that the old cock could no longer handle his job efficiently, the farmer bought one young cock from the market.</p>
<p>Old cock to Young cock : &#8220;Welcome to join me, we will work together towards productivity.</p>
<p>Young cock : What you mean? As far as I know, you are old and should be retired.</p>
<p>Old cock : Young boy, there are twenty-five hens here, can&#8217;t I help you with some?</p>
<p>Young cock : No! Not even one, all of them will be mine.</p>
<p>Old cock : In this case, I shall challenge you to a competition and if I win you shall allow me to have one hen and if I lose you will have all. Young cock : O.K. What kind of competition?</p>
<p>Old cock: 50 meter run. From here to that tree. But due to my age, I hope you allow me to start off the first 10 meters.</p>
<p>Young cock : No problem ! We will compete tomorrow morning.</p>
<p>Confidently, the following morning, the Young cock allows the Old cock to start off and when the Old cock crosses the 10 meters mark the Young cock chases him with all his might.</p>
<p>Soon enough, he was behind the Old cock back in a matter of seconds.</p>
<p>Suddenly, Bang! &#8230;&#8230; before he could overtake the old cock, he was shot dead by the farmer, who cursed, &#8220;Hell ! This is the fifth GAY chicken I&#8217;ve bought this week !&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Why administrators earn more than engineers?</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/08/26/why-administrators-earn-more-than-engineers/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Aug 2011 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Why administrators earn more than engineers? Why administrators earn more than engineers? Here is a math-like explanation of this really sad fact: Primary concepts: 1. Time is money. 2. Knowledge is power. Almost all engineers know that power can be represented like this:     Power = Work / Time Making the substitutions:     Knowledge [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Why administrators earn more than engineers?</strong></p>
<p>Why administrators earn more than engineers? Here is a math-like explanation of this really sad fact:</p>
<p>Primary concepts:</p>
<p>1. Time is money.</p>
<p>2. Knowledge is power.</p>
<p>Almost all engineers know that power can be represented like this:</p>
<ul>
<li>    Power = Work / Time</li>
</ul>
<p>Making the substitutions:</p>
<ul>
<li>    Knowledge = Work / Money</li>
</ul>
<p>And so, money equals:</p>
<ul>
<li>    Money = Work / Knowledge</li>
</ul>
<p>Therefore, the amount of money earned is inversely proportional to knowledge!!!</p>
<p>This lead us to the revealing conclusion: &#8220;the less you know, the more you get paid&#8221;.<br />
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		<title>The Silent Treatment</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/07/25/the-silent-treatment/</link>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 25 Jul 2011 04:15:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. The Silent Treatment A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>The Silent Treatment</strong></p>
<p>A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment.</p>
<p>Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight.</p>
<p>Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper,</p>
<p>&#8220;Please wake me at 5:00 AM.&#8221; He left it where he knew she would find it.</p>
<p>The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight.</p>
<p>Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn&#8217;t wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed.</p>
<p>The paper said, &#8220;It is 5:00 AM, Wake up.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Japan Fast Indian Very Very Fast</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/06/15/japan-fast-indian-very-very-fast/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 15 Jun 2011 20:25:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Japan Fast Indian Very Very Fast There was a Japanese who went to India for sightseeing.On the last day, he hired a cab and told the driver to drive to the Airport. During the journey, a Honda drove past the taxi. Thereupon, the man leaned out of the window excitedly and yelled, &#8220;Honda, very [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Japan Fast Indian Very Very Fast </strong></p>
<p>There was a Japanese who went to India for sightseeing.On the last day, he hired a cab and told the driver to drive to the Airport.</p>
<p>During the journey, a Honda drove past the taxi. Thereupon, the man leaned out of the window excitedly and yelled, &#8220;Honda, very fast! Made in Japan !!!.</p>
<p>After a while, a Toyota sped past the taxi and again the Japanese man leaned out of the window and yelled, &#8220;Toyota, very fast! Made in Japan!&#8221;</p>
<p>And then a Mitsubishi sped past the taxi. For the third time, the Japanese leaned out of the window and yelled, &#8220;Mitsubishi, very fast! Made in Japan!&#8221;</p>
<p>The driver was a little angry, but he kept quiet. And this went on for quite a number of cars.</p>
<p>Finally, the taxi came to the airport. The fare was 800 rupees. !!!!The Japanese exclaimed, &#8220;What??? so expensive!&#8221;</p>
<p>There upon, the driver yelled back, &#8220;Meter, Made in India VERY VERY FAST !!!!!<br />
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		<title>The Memory Pill</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 21 Apr 2011 22:01:15 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. . The Memory Pill One man says, &#8220;My friend, you must try this memory pill I&#8217;m taking. I remember everything. It&#8217;s amazing, this pill.&#8221; The other man says, &#8220;Sounds wonderful. What is the name of the pill?&#8221; The first man says, &#8220;Euf! (???) The name of the pill!&#8230; Let&#8217;s see&#8230; Hmmm, what is the [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>The Memory Pill</strong></p>
<p>One man says, &#8220;My friend, you must try this memory pill I&#8217;m taking. I remember everything. It&#8217;s amazing, this pill.&#8221;</p>
<p>The other man says, &#8220;Sounds wonderful. What is the name of the pill?&#8221;</p>
<p>The first man says, &#8220;Euf! (???) The name of the pill!&#8230; Let&#8217;s see&#8230; Hmmm, what is the name of the flower&#8230; with the thorns? It&#8217;s red&#8230; You give it on Valentine&#8217;s Day?&#8221;</p>
<p>The other man says, &#8220;A rose?&#8221;</p>
<p>The first man says, &#8220;Yes, that&#8217;s right!&#8221; Then, calling for his wife, he says, &#8220;Rose, what is the name of that pill?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Red Shirt</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/03/08/red-shirt/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 15:23:27 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Red Shirt Seems there was a treasure ship on its way back to port. About halfway there, it was approached by a pirate, skull and crossbones waving in the breeze! &#8220;Captain, captain, what do we do?&#8221; asked the first mate. &#8220;First mate,&#8221; said the captain, &#8220;go to my cabin, open my sea chest, and [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Red Shirt </strong></p>
<p>Seems there was a treasure ship on its way back to port.</p>
<p>About halfway there, it was approached by a pirate, skull and crossbones waving in the breeze! &#8220;Captain, captain, what do we do?&#8221; asked the first mate.</p>
<p>&#8220;First mate,&#8221; said the captain, &#8220;go to my cabin, open my sea chest, and bring me my red shirt.&#8221;</p>
<p>The first mate did so. Wearing his bright red shirt, the captain inspired his crew to fight. So inspiring was he, in fact, that the pirate ship was repelled without casualties.</p>
<p>A few days later, the ship was again approached, this time by two pirate ships. &#8220;Captain, captain, what should we do?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;First mate, bring me my red shirt!&#8221; The crew, emboldened by their fearless captain, fought heroically, and managed to defeat both boarding parties, though they took many casualties. That night, the survivors had a great celebration.</p>
<p>The first mate asked the captain the secret of his bright red shirt. &#8220;It&#8217;s simple, first mate. If I am wounded, the blood does not show, and the crew continues to fight without fear.&#8221;</p>
<p>A week passed, and they were nearing their home port, when suddenly the lookout cried that ten ships of the enemy&#8217;s armada were approaching!</p>
<p>&#8220;Captain, captain, we&#8217;re in terrible trouble, what do we do?&#8221; The first mate looked expectantly at the miracle worker. Pale with fear, the captain commanded, &#8220;First mate&#8230;.bring me my brown pants!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Supernatural Power</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/02/09/supernatural-power/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Feb 2011 15:48:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Supernatural Power There was this case in this hospital&#8217;s Intensive Care ward where patients always died in the same bed on Friday mornings around 9am regardless of their age, gender, medical history or medical condition. This puzzled the doctors and some even thought that it had to do with the supernatural: Why did death [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Supernatural Power</strong></p>
<p>There was this case in this hospital&#8217;s Intensive Care ward where patients always died in the same bed on Friday mornings around 9am regardless of their age, gender, medical history or medical condition.</p>
<p>This puzzled the doctors and some even thought that it had to do with the supernatural: Why did death occur at that same bed around the same time every Friday?</p>
<p>So the doctors decided to go down to that particular ward to investigate the cause of the deaths.</p>
<p>Come Friday morning, everyone at the hospital ward nervously waited for the terrible phenomenon to occur again. The new (unknowing) patient laid there.</p>
<p>Some doctors held wooden crosses, prayer books and other holy objects to ward off evil&#8230;and they waited.</p>
<p>8am, the patient was still alive&#8230;</p>
<p>8.30am&#8230;still breathing&#8230;</p>
<p>Just before the &#8216;cursed&#8217; time, the door to the ward swung open&#8230;</p>
<p>Then Ah Soh, the part-time Friday cleaner, comes in and unplugs the life support system so that she can use the vacuum cleaner!</p>
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		<title>All night long&#8230;</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2011/01/25/all-night-long/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 11:32:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. All night long&#8230; A young couple were married, and celebrated their first night together, doing what newlyweds do, time and time again, all night long. Morning comes and the groom goes into the bathroom but finds no towel when he emerges from the shower. He asks the bride to please bring one from the [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>All night long&#8230; </strong></p>
<p>A young couple were married, and celebrated their first night together, doing what newlyweds do, time and time again, all night long.</p>
<p>Morning comes and the groom goes into the bathroom but finds no towel when he emerges from the shower. He asks the bride to please bring one from the bedroom. When she gets to the bathroom door, he opened the door, exposing his body for the first time to his bride.</p>
<p>Her eyes went up and down and at about midway, they stopped and stared, and she asked shyly, &#8220;What&#8217;s that?&#8221;, pointing to a small part of his anatomy.</p>
<p>He, also being shy, thought for a minute and then said, &#8220;Well, that&#8217;s what we had so much fun with last night.&#8221;</p>
<p>And she, in amazement, asked, &#8220;Is that all we have left?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Why Italians pass their handguns down through the family</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2010/12/28/why-italians-pass-their-handguns-down-through-the-family/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 28 Dec 2010 09:44:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Why Italians pass their handguns down through the family. An old Italian man is dying. He calls his grandson to his bedside&#8230; &#8221; Guido, I wan&#8217; you lissina me. I wan&#8217; you to take-a my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me.&#8221; &#8220;But grandpa, I really don&#8217;t like guns. How about [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">.</span><br />
<strong>Why Italians pass their handguns down through the family.</strong></p>
<p>An old Italian man is dying.</p>
<p>He calls his grandson to his bedside&#8230; &#8221; Guido, I wan&#8217; you lissina me. I wan&#8217; you to take-a my chrome plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;But grandpa, I really don&#8217;t like guns. How about you leave me your Rolex watch instead?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;You lissina me, boy. Somma day you gonna be runna da business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lotsa money, a big-a home and maybe a couple of bambinos. Somma day you gonna come-a home and maybe finda you wife inna bed with another man&#8230; Whatta you gonna do then? Pointa to you watch and say, &#8216;Time&#8217;s Up&#8217;?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Husband down</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 Nov 2010 07:18:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Husband down A husband and wife are shopping in their local Wal-Mart. The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart. &#8216;What do you think you&#8217;re doing?&#8217; asks the wife. They&#8217;re on sale, only $10 for 24 cans,&#8217; he replies. &#8216;Put them back; we can&#8217;t afford them,&#8217; demands the [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Husband down</strong></p>
<p>A husband and wife are shopping in their local Wal-Mart.</p>
<p>The husband picks up a case of Budweiser and puts it in their cart.</p>
<p>&#8216;What do you think you&#8217;re doing?&#8217; asks the wife.</p>
<p>They&#8217;re on sale, only $10 for 24 cans,&#8217; he replies.</p>
<p>&#8216;Put them back; we can&#8217;t afford them,&#8217; demands the wife, and so they carry on shopping.</p>
<p>A few aisles further on along the woman picks up a $20 jar of face cream and puts it in the basket.</p>
<p>&#8216;What do you think you&#8217;re doing?&#8217; asks the husband.</p>
<p>&#8216;It’s my face cream. It makes me look beautiful,&#8217; replies the wife.</p>
<p>Her husband retorts: &#8216;So does 24 cans of Budweiser and it&#8217;s half the price.&#8217;</p>
<p>On the PA system: &#8216;Cleanup on aisle 25: we have a husband down.&#8217;</p>
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		<title>Doc</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 18 Sep 2010 00:12:42 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. Doc Doctor: &#8220;What happened?&#8221; Woman: &#8220;Doctor, I don&#8217;t know what to do. Every time my husband comes home drunk he beats me to a pulp.&#8221; Doctor: &#8220;I have a real good medicine for that. When your husband comes home drunk, just take a glass of sweet tea and start swishing it in your mouth. [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>Doc</strong></p>
<p>Doctor: &#8220;What happened?&#8221;</p>
<p>Woman: &#8220;Doctor, I don&#8217;t know what to do. Every time my husband comes home drunk he beats me to a pulp.&#8221;</p>
<p>Doctor: &#8220;I have a real good medicine for that. When your husband comes home drunk, just take a glass of sweet tea and start swishing it in your mouth. Just swish and swish but don&#8217;t swallow until he goes to bed and is asleep.&#8221;</p>
<p>Two weeks later the woman comes back to the doctor looking fresh and reborn. Woman: &#8220;Doctor, that was a brilliant idea! Every time my husband came home drunk, I swished with sweet tea. I swished and swished, and he didn&#8217;t touch me!&#8221;</p>
<p>Doctor: &#8220;You see how much keeping your mouth shut helps?&#8221;</p>
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		<title>The Moped and the Ferrari GTO</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 13 Aug 2010 09:17:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. The Moped and the Ferrari GTO An elderly man on a Moped, looking about 100 years old, pulls up next to a doctor at a street light. The old man looks over at the sleek shiny car and asks, &#8216;What kind of car ya got there, sonny?&#8217; The doctor replies, &#8216; A Ferrari GTO. [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: left;"><strong>The Moped and the Ferrari GTO</strong></p>
<p>An elderly man on a Moped, looking about 100 years old, pulls up next to a doctor at a street light.</p>
<p>The old man looks over at the sleek shiny car and asks, &#8216;What kind of car ya got there, sonny?&#8217;</p>
<p>The doctor replies, &#8216; A Ferrari GTO. It cost half a million dollars!&#8217;</p>
<p>&#8216;That&#8217;s a lot of money,&#8217; says the old man. &#8216;Why does it cost so much?’</p>
<p>&#8216;Because this car can do up to 320 miles an hour!’ states the doctor proudly.</p>
<p>The Moped driver asks, &#8216;Mind if I take a look inside?&#8217;</p>
<p>&#8216;No problem,&#8217; replies the doctor.</p>
<p>So the old man pokes his head in the window and looks around. Then, sitting back on his Moped, the old man says, &#8216;That&#8217;s a pretty nice car, all right&#8230; but I&#8217;ll stick with my Moped!&#8217;</p>
<p>Just then the light changes, so the doctor decides to show the old man just what his car can do. He floors it, and within 30 seconds the speedometer reads 160 mph.</p>
<p>Suddenly, he notices a dot in his rear view mirror. It seems to be getting closer!</p>
<p>He slows down to see what it could be and suddenly WHOOOOSSSHHH!</p>
<p>Something whips by him going much faster!</p>
<p>&#8216;What on earth could be going faster than my Ferrari?&#8217; the doctor asks himself. He presses harder on the accelerator and takes the Ferrari up to 250 mph.</p>
<p>Then, up ahead of him, he sees that it&#8217;s the old man on the Moped!</p>
<p>Amazed that the Moped could pass his Ferrari , he gives it more gas and passes the Moped at 275 mph and he&#8217;s feeling pretty good until he looks in his mirror and sees the old man gaining on him AGAIN!</p>
<p>Astounded by the speed of this old guy, he floors the gas pedal and takes the Ferrari all the way up to 320 mph.</p>
<p>Not ten seconds later, he sees the Moped bearing down on him again! The Ferrari is flat out, and there&#8217;s nothing he can do!</p>
<p>Suddenly, the Moped plows into the back of his Ferrari, demolishing the rear end.</p>
<p>The doctor stops and jumps out and unbelievably the old man is still alive.</p>
<p>He runs up to the banged-up old guy and says, &#8216;I&#8217;m a doctor&#8230;. is there anything I can do for you?&#8217;</p>
<p>The old man whispers, ‘Unhook my suspenders from your side view mirror!&#8217;</p>
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		<title>Not enough lovin&#8217;</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2010/07/27/not-enough-lovin-2/</link>
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		<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jul 2010 20:02:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. &#8230;.Not enough lovin&#8217; A young farmer couple got married, and they just couldn&#8217;t seem to get enough lovin&#8217;. Just before leaving the house for the fields at dawn, they made love, and when the husband returned home at evening they had another go. Both before and after supper, and then again a few more [...]]]></description>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>&#8230;.Not enough lovin&#8217;</strong></p>
<p>A young farmer couple got married, and they just couldn&#8217;t seem to get enough lovin&#8217;. Just before leaving the house for the fields at dawn, they made love, and when the husband returned home at evening they had another go.</p>
<p>Both before and after supper, and then again a few more times during the night. The problems only happened during the day. The fields were far away from the house and the young man lost half an hour each time traveling home and back again at noon. Finally he decided to consult a friend, the town&#8217;s doctor, about what to do.</p>
<p>&#8220;Easiest thing in the world, Homer&#8221; said the doctor. &#8220;You take your rifle out with you every day don&#8217;t you? Well, when you feel like you&#8217;re in the mood for some lovin&#8217;, just fire a shot into the air as a signal to your wife, for her to come out to you. That way you won&#8217;t lose any workin&#8217; time.&#8221;</p>
<p>Homer tried his friend&#8217;s solution and it seemed to work pretty well for a while.</p>
<p>One day though, the doctor stopped by the house to pay a visit and he noticed Homer sitting alone inside looking very somber.</p>
<p>&#8220;What&#8217;s wrong?&#8221; he asked. &#8220;Didn&#8217;t my idea work? Where&#8217;s your wife?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, it worked&#8221; says Homer. &#8220;Whenever I got in the mood I fired off a shot like you said, and Beckie&#8217;d come runnin&#8217;. Then we&#8217;d find a secluded place and make love. Then Beckie&#8217;d go back home.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;So what&#8217;s the problem?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Well I think I over did it, Doc. I ain&#8217;t seen hide nor hair of Beckie since hunting season got started&#8230;&#8221;</p>
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		<title>The Tiny Cabin</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 11 Jul 2010 16:06:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. The Tiny Cabin A social worker from a big City in Massachusetts recently transferred to the Mountains of North Carolina and Georgia and was on the first tour of her new territory when she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life. Intrigued, she went up and knocked on the [...]]]></description>
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<p><strong>The Tiny Cabin</strong></p>
<p>A social worker from a big City in Massachusetts recently transferred to the Mountains of North Carolina and Georgia and was on the first tour of her new territory when she came upon the tiniest cabin she had ever seen in her life. Intrigued, she went up and knocked on the door. &#8220;Anybody home?&#8221; she asked.</p>
<p>&#8220;Yep,&#8221; came a kid&#8217;s voice through the door.</p>
<p>&#8220;Is your father there?&#8221; asked the social worker.</p>
<p>&#8220;Pa? Nope, he left afore Ma came in,&#8221; said the kid.</p>
<p>&#8220;Well, is your mother there?&#8221; persisted the social worker.</p>
<p>&#8220;Ma? Nope, she left just afore I got here,&#8221; said the kid.</p>
<p>&#8220;But,&#8221; protested the social worker, &#8220;are you never together as a family?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Sure, but not here,&#8221; said the kid through the door. &#8220;This is the outhouse!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>Smart Ass vs Senior</title>
		<link>http://jokes7.info/2010/05/28/smart-ass-vs-senior/</link>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 28 May 2010 03:05:18 +0000</pubDate>
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Two businessmen in Minnesota were sitting down for a break in their soon-to-be new store. As yet, the store wasn&#8217;t ready, with only a few shelves set up.</p>
<p>One said to the other, &#8220;I bet any minute now some senior is going to walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we&#8217;re selling.&#8221;</p>
<p>No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious senior walked to the window, had a peek, and in a soft voice asked, &#8220;What are you sellin&#8217; here?&#8221;</p>
<p>One of the men replied sarcastically, &#8220;We&#8217;re selling ass-holes.&#8221;<br />
Without skipping a beat, the old timer said, &#8220;You&#8217;re doing well. Only two left.&#8221;</p>
<p>Seniors &#8212; don&#8217;t mess with them!</p>
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		<title>Not enough lovin&#8217;</title>
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		<pubDate>Mon, 26 Apr 2010 16:08:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[. A young farmer couple got married, and they just couldn&#8217;t seem to get enough lovin&#8217;. Just before leaving the house for the fields at dawn, they made love, and when the husband returned home at evening they had another go. Both before and after supper, and then again a few more times during the [...]]]></description>
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<p><span style="color: #ffffff;">.</span></p>
<p>A young farmer couple got married, and they just couldn&#8217;t seem to get enough lovin&#8217;. Just before leaving the house for the fields at dawn, they made love, and when the husband returned home at evening they had another go.</p>
<p>Both before and after supper, and then again a few more times during the night. The problems only happened during the day. The fields were far away from the house and the young man lost half an hour each time traveling home and back again at noon. Finally he decided to consult a friend, the town&#8217;s doctor, about what to do.</p>
<p>&#8220;Easiest thing in the world, Homer&#8221; said the doctor. &#8220;You take your rifle out with you every day don&#8217;t you? Well, when you feel like you&#8217;re in the mood for some lovin&#8217;, just fire a shot into the air as a signal to your wife, for her to come out to you. That way you won&#8217;t lose any workin&#8217; time.&#8221;</p>
<p>Homer tried his friend&#8217;s solution and it seemed to work pretty well for a while. One day though, the doctor stopped by the house to pay a visit and he noticed Homer sitting alone inside looking very somber.</p>
<p>&#8220;What&#8217;s wrong?&#8221; he asked. &#8220;Didn&#8217;t my idea work? Where&#8217;s your wife?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, it worked&#8221; says Homer. &#8220;Whenever I got in the mood I fired off a shot like you said, and Beckie&#8217;d come runnin&#8217;. Then we&#8217;d find a secluded place and make love. Then Beckie&#8217;d go back home.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;So what&#8217;s the problem?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Well I think I over did it, Doc. I ain&#8217;t seen hide nor hair of Beckie since hunting season got started&#8230;&#8221;</p>
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		<description><![CDATA[As a bagpiper, I play many gigs.  Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man.  He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper&#8217;s cemetery in the Kentucky  back-country. As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>As a bagpiper, I play many gigs.  Recently I was asked by a funeral director to play at a grave side service for a homeless man.  He had no family or friends, so the service was to be at a pauper&#8217;s cemetery in the Kentucky  back-country.</p>
<p>As I was not familiar with the backwoods, I got lost; and being a typical man I didn&#8217;t stop for directions.  I finally arrived an hour late and saw the funeral guy had evidently gone and the hearse was nowhere in sight.</p>
<p>There were only the diggers and crew left and they were eating lunch.  I felt badly and apologized to the men for being late.  I went to the side of the grave and looked down and the vault lid was already in place.  I didn&#8217;t know what else to do, so I started to play.</p>
<p>The workers put down their lunches and began to gather around.  I played out my heart and soul for this man with no family and friends.  I played like I&#8217;ve never played before for this homeless man.</p>
<p>And as I played &#8216;Amazing Grace,&#8217; the workers began to weep.  They wept, I wept, we all wept together. When I finished I packed up my bagpipes and started for my car. Though my head hung low my heart was full.</p>
<p>As I was opened the door to my car, I heard one of the workers say,  &#8220;Sweet Mother of Jesus, I never seen nothin&#8217; like that before and I&#8217;ve been putting in septic tanks for twenty years.&#8221;</p>
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