<?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: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-6188793713056488020</id><updated>2011-12-22T19:50:53.203-08:00</updated><category term='Grafika'/><category term='Bar Jokes'/><category term='Animal Jokes'/><category term='Heaven Hell Jokes'/><category term='Police Jokes'/><category term='Men Women Jokes'/><category term='Political Jokes'/><title type='text'>Numerous Jokes</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-7249897093289067763</id><published>2011-06-26T16:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T16:24:09.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>НОВОТО ПОКЕР УЧИЛИЩЕ</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;УВАЖАВАНИЯТ ОТ НАС SEECC или както повечето го знаят Пешо-ПРО-то, Отвори покер училище със 1200 ученика. Таксата на човек е скромните 3800$ + 99% от бъдещите им печалби.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Очаквайте скоро и книгата на ПЕШО-Про-то "Как от покер си направих кръчма, кафе и дискотека"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-7249897093289067763?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/7249897093289067763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=7249897093289067763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/7249897093289067763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/7249897093289067763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title='НОВОТО ПОКЕР УЧИЛИЩЕ'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-3684579361230862921</id><published>2010-05-30T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T08:47:05.098-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qko nali ????????</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LYxGQn08RU4/TAKIctLstbI/AAAAAAAAI4w/uf4fW_FxPpw/s1600/NQMAM+DUMIII.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 82px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYxGQn08RU4/S7FWKCccF3I/AAAAAAAAI4g/ncPI98UimAE/s400/grafika.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454235354177214322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-1069032766284212450?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1069032766284212450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=1069032766284212450' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1069032766284212450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1069032766284212450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2010/03/grafika_29.html' title='Grafika'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LYxGQn08RU4/S7FWKCccF3I/AAAAAAAAI4g/ncPI98UimAE/s72-c/grafika.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-1097203371110357102</id><published>2008-10-04T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T16:46:29.748-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Jokes'/><title type='text'>Animal Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Animal Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walks into a bar and says "Bartender gimme a triple shot of Jack". The bartender pours, and the man downs it, slams the glass on the bar and says "Another".The bartender pours another. The man downs it and says "Another".As the bartender pours the third glass he says, "Mister you drink like you have a problem. Want to talk about it?"The man says, "Ten years, ten years I've been married to my wife, and today I go home a little early to surprise her, and I find my best friend, MY BEST FRIEND, in bed having sex with her."The bartender says "Geez, what did you say."The man says " I told him, BAD DOG! BAD DOG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady approaches her priest and tells him "Father, I have a problem. I have two female talking parrots, but they only know how to say one thing.""What do they say?" the priest inquired."They only know how to say, 'Hi, we're prostitutes. Want to have some fun?'""That's terrible!" the priest exclaimed, "but I have a solution to your problem. Bring your two female parrots over to my house and I will put them with my two male talking parrots whom I taught to pray and read the bible. My parrots will teach your parrots to stop saying that terrible phrase and your female parrots will learn the joys of praise and worship.""Thank you!" the woman responded.The next day the woman brings her female parrots to the priest's house. His two male parrots are holding the rosary beads and praying in their cage. The lady puts her two female parrots in with the male parrots and the female parrots say "Hi we're prostitutes, want to have some fun?"One male parrot looks over at the other male parrot and exclaims, "Put the beads away, brother. Our prayers have been answered!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kingsville, Texas, there is a law against two pigs having sex on the city's airport property.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal for hens to lay eggs before 8 am and after 4 pm in Norfolk, Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks quacking after 10 pm in Essex Falls, New Jersey are breaking the law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Quitman, Georgia, it is against the law for a chicken to cross any road within the city limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In McDonald, Ohio, farmers cannot march a goose down a city street. And fowl, particularly roosters, are prohibited from going into bakeries in Massachusetts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Kansas, it is illegal for chicken thieves to work during daylight hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New York, frogs may be taken from their ponds from June 16 to September 30, but only between sunrise and sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Pennsylvania, no one is allowed to shoot bullfrogs on a Sunday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Arizona, the bullfrog-hunting season is permanently closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Vermont, you can be fined if your pig runs in a public park without the permission of a selectman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;French Lick Springs, Indiana, once passed a law requiring all black cats to wear bells on Friday the 13th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison, Wisconsin, will not allow joint custody of a family pet when a couple divorces - the animal is legally awarded to whoever happens to have possession of it at the time of the initial separation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dogs in Foxpoint, Wisconsin, may not bark profusely, snarl, or make any menacing gestures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Texas, it's illegal to put graffiti on someone else's cow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is illegal to ride a mule down Lang, Kansas' Main Street in August, unless the animal is wearing a straw hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over in Berea, Kentucky and also in Willamantic, Connecticut, horses are not allowed out on the streets and highways at night unless the animal has a "bright" red taillight securely attached to its rump.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horses may not wear cowbells inside the city limits of Tahoe City, California.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Washington, though, every cow wandering the streets of Seattle must be wearing a cowbell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Burns, Oregon, horses are allowed in the town's taverns, if an admission fee is paid before they enter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can't blow your nose in public places in Leahy, Washington, because it might scare a horse and cause it to panic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Wanassa, New Jersey, a dog is breaking the law if it is heard to be "crying."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lonely frog, desparate for any form of company telephoned the Psychic Hotline to find out what his future has in store.His Personal Psychic Advisor advises him, "You are going to meet a beautiful young girl who will want to know everything about you."The frog is thrilled and says, "This is great! Where will I meet her, at work, at a party?""No" says the psychic, "in a Biology class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On reaching his plane seat a man is surprised to see a parrot strapped in next to him. He asks the stewardess for a coffee whereupon the parrot squawks, "And get me a coke, you cow!"The stewardess, flustered, brings back a coke for the parrot and forgets the coffee.When this omission is pointed out to her, the parrot drains its glass and bawls "And get me another coke dogface!"Quite upset, the girl comes back shaking with another coke but still no coffee.Unaccustomed to such slackness the man tries the parrot's approach. "I've asked you twice for a coffee! Go and get it now you old goat!"The next moment both he and the parrot have been wrenched up and thrown out of the emergency exit by two burly stewards.Plunging downwards the parrot turns to him and says, "For someone who can't fly, you've got some guts!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A police officer sees a man driving around with a pickup truck full of penguins. He pulls the guy over and says: "You can't drive around with penguins in this town! Take them to the zoo immediately."The guy says OK, and drives away.The next day, the officer sees the guy still driving around with the truck full of penguins, and they're all wearing sun glasses. He pulls the guy over and demands: "I thought I told you to take these penguins to the zoo yesterday?"The guy replies: "I did . . . today I'm taking them to the beach!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nursery school teacher was delivering a station wagon full of kids home one day when a fire truck zoomed past. Sitting in the front seat of the fire truck was a Dalmation dog.The children started discussing what the dog's duties might be."They use him to keep crowds back," said one youngster."No," said another, "he's just for good luck."A third child concluded. "No silly, they use the dogs to find the fire hydrant!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A pair of chickens walk into a public library, find the librarian and say, 'Buk Buk BUK.' The librarian decides that the chickens want three books, and promptly gives them some. Without further ado, the chickens walk out.Around midday, the two chickens are back and looking quite annoyed. One leans over to the librarian and says,' Buk Buk BuKKOOK!' The librarian decides that the chickens want another three books and promptly gives them some more. The chickens leave as before.About an hour later the two birds march back in, approach the librarian, looking very angry now and nearly shouting, 'Buk Buk Buk Buk Bukkooook!'The librarian is now starting to get worried about where all her stock is going. She decides to give them more books but also to follow them and find out what's happening.She followed them out of the library, out of town, and into to a park. At this point, she hid behind a tree, not wanting to be seen.She saw the two chickens throwing the books at a frog in a pond, to which the frog was kept repeating, "Rrredit Rrredit Rrredit..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cats in International Falls, Minnesota, are not allowed to chase dogs up telephone poles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If your dog gets your neighbor's dog pregnant in Danbury, Connecticut, you are responsible and must pay for the abortion if the neighbor chooses to have it done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dog may be tied to a shade tree in Birmingham, Alabama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ordinance in Belvedere, California, states "No dog shall be in a public place without its master on a leash."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another misworded ordinance is this one from Arvada, Colorado: "If a stray pet is not claimed within 24 hours, the owner will be destroyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fights between cats and dogs are prohibited by statute in Barber, North Carolina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-1097203371110357102?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1097203371110357102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=1097203371110357102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1097203371110357102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1097203371110357102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/animal-jokes.html' title='Animal Jokes'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-1780896645564698783</id><published>2008-10-04T13:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T10:53:55.229-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bar Jokes'/><title type='text'>Bar Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Bar Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A circus owner walked into a bar to see everyone crowded about a table watching a little show. On the table was an upside down pot and a duck tap dancing on it. The circus owner was so impressed that he offered to buy the duck from its owner. After some negotiations, they settled on a figure of $10,000 for the duck and the pot.Three days later the circus owner runs back to the bar in anger, "Your duck is a rip off! I put him on the pot before a whole audience, and he didn't dance a single step!""So?" asked the ducks former owner, "did you remember to light the candle under the pot?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A drunken man walked into a bar and, after staring for some time at the only woman seated at the bar, walked over to her and kissed her. She jumped up and slapped him silly.He immediately apologised and explained, "I'm sorry. I thought you were my wife. You look exactly like her.""Why you worthless, insufferable, wretched, no good drunk!" she screamed."Funny," he muttered, "you even sound exactly like her."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man walks into a bar and asks the bartender, "If I show you a really good trick, will you give me a free drink?" The bartender considers it, and then agrees. The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny rat. He reaches into his other pocket and pulls out a tiny piano. The rat stretches, cracks his knuckles, and proceeds to play the blues.After the man finished his drink, he asked the bartender, "If I show you an even better trick, will you give me free drinks for the rest of the evening?" The bartender agrees, thinking that no trick could possibly be better than the first. The man reaches into his pocket and pulls out a tiny rat. He reaches into his other pocket and pulls out a tiny piano. The rat stretches, cracks his knuckles, and proceeds to play the blues. The man reaches into another pocket and pulls out a small bullfrog, which begins to sing along with the rat's music.While the man is enjoying his free drinks, a stranger confronts him and offers him £100,000 for the bullfrog. "Sorry," the man replies, "he's not for sale." The stranger increases the offer to £250,000 cash up front. "No," he insists, "he's not for sale." The stranger again increases the offer, this time to £500,000 cash. The man finally agrees, and turns the frog over to the stranger in exchange for the money."Are you insane?" the bartender demanded. "That frog could have been worth millions to you, and you let him go for a mere £500,000!""Don't worry about it." the man answered. "The frog was really nothing special. You see, the rat's a ventriloquist."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-1780896645564698783?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/1780896645564698783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=1780896645564698783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1780896645564698783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/1780896645564698783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/bar-jokes.html' title='Bar Jokes'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-2994320134993786813</id><published>2008-10-03T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:35:53.002-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Heaven Hell Jokes'/><title type='text'>Heaven Hell Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Heaven Hell Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man dies and goes to hell. There he finds that there is a different hell for each country.He goes to the German hell and asks, "What do they do here?”He was told, "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour. Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the German devil comes in and beats you for the rest of the day."The man does not like the sound of that at all, so he moves on and checks out the USA hell as well as the Russian hell and many more countries... He discovers that they are all more or less the same as the German hell...Then he comes to the Indian hell and finds that there is a long line of people waiting to get in. Amazed, he asks, What do they do here?"He was told, "First they put you in an electric chair for an hour..Then they lay you on a bed of nails for another hour. Then the Indian devil comes and beats you for the rest of the day.""But that is exactly the same as all the other hells---so why are so many people waiting to get in here?" asked the man.Because maintenance is so bad that the electric chair does not work, someone has stolen all the nails from the bed and the Indian devil is a former Govt. servant, so he comes in and signs the register and then goes to the canteen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Owing to the increasing number of prayers and requests to GOD...HE has started a new call centre...&lt;br /&gt;called HEAVENLY PARADISE..&lt;br /&gt;magine what would happen if GOD installed Voice Mail in Heaven&lt;br /&gt;When you pray, you'd get this response:&lt;br /&gt;"Hi ,Thank you for calling Heaven. If you want to speak toLord Ganesha - Press 1&lt;br /&gt;Lord Shiva - Press 2&lt;br /&gt;Lord Krishna - Press 3 ( Sorry, he is Busy with " Gopiyan " )&lt;br /&gt;For a Directory of other Gods / Goddess - Press 4&lt;br /&gt;For Further Assistance from Menka / Pari / Angels Press 9 .&lt;br /&gt;You press 1 and get connected to Ganeshji and hear the following&lt;br /&gt;message:&lt;br /&gt;If you want to make a request - Press 5&lt;br /&gt;For complaints / Grievances - Press 6 ( Seldom works )&lt;br /&gt;For thanks giving - Press 7&lt;br /&gt;For any thing else - please press 8 and wait for the Customer Support Angel to talk to you&lt;br /&gt;If you would like to hear Naradji singing Bhajan while you are&lt;br /&gt;holding ! Press *&lt;br /&gt;After a few minutes comes the following message: " Our records show&lt;br /&gt;that you have already prayed once today .&lt;br /&gt;Please try again tomorrow . Meanwhile , if you require any emergency&lt;br /&gt;assistance, please contact our offshore Customer Support Executive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small story about Great place to work.&lt;br /&gt;A holy man was having a conversation with the Lord one day and said," Lord,I would like to know what Heaven and Hell are like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord led the holy man to two doors. He opened one of the doors and the holy man looked in. In the middle of the room was a large round table. In the middle of the table was a large pot of stew which smelled delicious and made the holy man's mouth water. The people sitting around the table were thin and sickly.&lt;br /&gt;They appeared to be famished. They were holding spoons with very long handles and each found it possible to reach into the pot of stew and take a spoonful,but because the handle was longer than their arms, they could not get the spoons back into their mouths. The holy man shuddered at the sight of their misery and suffering. The Lord said, "You have seen Hell."&lt;br /&gt;They went to the next room and opened the door. It was exactly the same as the first one. There was the large round table with the large pot of stew which made the holy man's mouth water. The people were equipped with the same long-handled spoons, but here the people were well nourished and plump,laughing and talking. The holy man said, "I don't understand"." It is simple said the Lord, "it requires only one skill. You see, they have learned to feed each other. While the greedy think only of themselves."&lt;br /&gt;Moral:&lt;br /&gt;Its people's attitude that makes our place of work, a hell or heaven to them!! 'Help and Seek Help' this makes all the difference to each individual's life...and makes our lives hell or otherwise.&lt;br /&gt;Success and happiness is all about effective team-work.....make it a great place to work&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan greets him: "Welcome Mr. Gates, we've been waiting for you. This will be your home for all eternity. You've been selfish, greedy and a big liar all your life. Now, since you've got me in a good mood, I'll be generous and give you a choice of three places in which you'll be locked up forever.Satan takes Bill to a huge lake of fire in which millions of poor souls are tormented and tortured. He then takes him to a massive coliseum where thousands of people are chased about and devoured by starving lions. Finally, he takes Bill to a tiny room in which there is a bottle of the finest wine sitting on a table. To Bill's delight, he sees a PC in the corner. Without hesitation, Bill says "I'll take this option.""Fine," says Satan, allowing Bill to enter the room. Satan locks the room after Bill.As he turns around, he bumps into Lucifer. "That was Bill Gates!" cried Lucifer. "Why did you give him the best place of all!""That's what everyone thinks" snickered Satan."The bottle has a hole in it!""What about the PC?""It's got Windows 95!" laughed Satan."And it's missing three keys,""Which three?""Control, Alt and Delete."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-2994320134993786813?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2994320134993786813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=2994320134993786813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/2994320134993786813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/2994320134993786813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/heaven-hell-jokes.html' title='Heaven Hell Jokes'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-8320911750684620467</id><published>2008-10-03T13:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T18:22:38.843-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Police Jokes'/><title type='text'>Police Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Police Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new man is brought into Prison Cell 102.Already there is a long-time resident who looks 100 years old.The new man looks at the old-timer inquiringly.The old-timer says, "Look at me. I'm old and worn out.You'd never believe that I used to live the life of Riley.I wintered on the Riviera, had a boat, four fine cars, the most beautiful women, and I ate in all the best restaurants of France."The new man asked, "What happened?""One day Riley reported his credit cards missing!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A local policeman had just finished his shift one cold November evening and was at home with his wife."You just won't believe what happened this evening , in all my years on the force I've never seen anything like it.""Oh yes dear, what happened ?""I came across two guys down by the canal, one of them was drinking battery acid and the other was eating fireworks.""Drinking battery acid and eating fireworks!! What did you do with them ?""Oh that was easy, I charged one and let the other off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving to work, a gentlman had to swerve to avoid a box that fell out of a truck in front of him. Seconds later, a policeman pulled him over for reckless driving. Fortunately, another officer had seen the carton in the road. The policmen stopped traffic and recovered the box. It was found to contain large upholstery tacks."I'm sorry sir," the first trooper told the driver, "but I am still going to have to write you a ticket."Amazed, the driver asked for what.The trooper replied, "Tacks evasion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The top 20 things not to say to a cop when he pulls you over.&lt;br /&gt;20. I can't reach my license unless you hold my beer.&lt;br /&gt;19. Sorry officer, I didn't realize my radar detector wasn't plugged in.&lt;br /&gt;18. Aren't you the guy from the villiage people?&lt;br /&gt;17. Hey, you must have been doing 125 to keep up with me, good job.&lt;br /&gt;16. I thought you had to be in relatively good physical shape to be a police officer.&lt;br /&gt;15. I was going to be a cop, but I decided to finish high school instead.&lt;br /&gt;14. Bad cop. No donut.&lt;br /&gt;13. You're not going to check the trunk, are you?&lt;br /&gt;12. Gee, that gut sure doesn't inspire confidence.&lt;br /&gt;11. Didn't I see you get your butt kicked on cops?&lt;br /&gt;10. Is it true that people become cops because they are too dumb to work at McDonalds?&lt;br /&gt;9. I pay your salary&lt;br /&gt;8. So uh, you on the take or what?&lt;br /&gt;7. Gee officer, that's terrific. The last officer only gave me a warning.&lt;br /&gt;6. Do you know why you pulled me over? Okay, just so one of us does.&lt;br /&gt;5. I was trying to keep up with traffic. Yes, I know there is no other cars around, that's how far they are ahead of me.&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you mean have I been drinking? You are the trained specialist.&lt;br /&gt;3. Well, when I reached down to pick up my bag of crack, my gun fell off of my lap and got lodged between the brake and the gas pedal, forcing me to speed out of control.&lt;br /&gt;2. Hey, is that a 9mm? That's nothing compared to this 44 magnum.&lt;br /&gt;1. Hey, can you give me another one of those full cavity searches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy goes to his dad and asks, "What is politics?"Dad says, "Well son, let me try to explain it this way: I'm the breadwinner of the family, so let's call me capitalism. Your Mom, she's the administrator of the money, so we'll call her the Government. We're here to take care of your needs, so we'll call you the people. The nanny, we'll consider her the Working Class. And your baby brother, we'll call him the Future. Now, think about that and see if that makes sense,"So the little boy goes off to bed thinking about what dad had said.Later that night, he hears his baby brother crying, so he gets up to check on him. He finds that the baby has severely soiled his diaper. So the little boy goes to his parents' room and finds his mother sound asleep. Not wanting to wake her, he goes to the nanny's room. Finding the door locked, he peeks in the keyhole and sees his father in bed with the nanny. He gives up and goes back to bed. The next morning, the little boy says to his father, "Dad, I think I understand the concept of politics now."The father says, "Good son, tell me in your own words what you think politics is all about."The little boy replies, "Well, while Capitalism is screwing the Working Class, the Government is sound asleep, the People are being ignored and the Future is in deep poo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-8320911750684620467?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/8320911750684620467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=8320911750684620467' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/8320911750684620467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/8320911750684620467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/police-jokes.html' title='Police Jokes'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-5885257315987577568</id><published>2008-10-03T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T17:57:04.527-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men Women Jokes'/><title type='text'>Men Women Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Men Women Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A successful man is one who makes more money than his wife can spend. A successful woman is one who can find such a man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men wake up as good-looking as when they went to bed. Women somehow deteriorate during the night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man will pay $2 for a $1 item he wants. A woman will pay $1 for a $2 item that she doesn't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman marries a man expecting he will change, but he doesn't. A man marries a woman expecting that she won't change, and she does.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two times when a man doesn't understand a woman- before and after marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband. A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be happy with a man, you must understand him a lot and love him a little. To be happy with a woman, you must love her a lot and not try to understand her at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any married man should forget his mistakes. There's no use in two people remembering the same thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman has the last word in any argument. Anything a man says after that is the beginning of a new argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women look at a wedding as the beginning of romance, while men look at a wedding as the ending of romance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandpa and Grandma always got very excited when they recalled the old days they were together. They made a decision, one day to make it "yesterday once more". They made a date on the river bank they used to go when they were young. The next day, grandpa got up 7 a.m. in the morning, dashed to the bank, picked up a big bunch of wild flowers before sunrise, waited there for his sweetheart to come. But grandpa ended in disappointment grandma never showed up even after sunset. Grandpa went home in such anger. He opened the door, seeing grandma lying on the sofa with her pillow. He threw the flowers on the floor and questioned:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you come to our date?!!"&lt;br /&gt;Grandma hid her head in the pillow and replied shyly:&lt;br /&gt;"Mom didn't allow me to go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A wife was making fried eggs for her husband for breakfast. Suddenly her husband burst into the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;"Careful... Careful!!! Put in some more butter! Oh my God! You're cooking too many at once. Too many! Turn them! Turn them now! We need more butter. Oh my God! Where are we going to get more butter? They're going to stick! Careful... Careful!!! I said be careful! You never listen to me when you're cooking! Never! Turn them! Hurry up! Are you crazy? Have you lost your mind? Don't forget to salt them. You know you always forget to salt them. Use the salt. Use the salt! The salt!"&lt;br /&gt;The wife stared at him and asked, "What the heck is wrong with you? You think I don't know how to fry a couple of eggs?"&lt;br /&gt;The husband calmly replied, "I wanted to show you what it feels like when I'm driving with you in the car."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An Old Italian Mafia Don is dying. He calls his&lt;br /&gt;grandson to his bedside. "Grandson, I wanna you&lt;br /&gt;listen to me. I wanna you to take my chrome&lt;br /&gt;plated .38 revolver so you will always remember me."&lt;br /&gt;"But grandpa, I really don't like guns. How about you leave me your&lt;br /&gt;Rolex watch instead?"&lt;br /&gt;"You listen me. Some day you gonna be run da&lt;br /&gt;business, you gonna have a beautiful wife, lots of&lt;br /&gt;money, a big home and maybe a couple of bambinos.&lt;br /&gt;"Some day you gonna come home and maybe find you&lt;br /&gt;wife in a bed with another man. "What you gonna do&lt;br /&gt;then... point to your watch and say, Times Up?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the&lt;br /&gt;coffee&lt;br /&gt;each morning. The wife said, "You should do it, because you get up&lt;br /&gt;first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our&lt;br /&gt;coffee." The&lt;br /&gt;husband said, "You are in charge of cooking around here and you should&lt;br /&gt;do&lt;br /&gt;it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee." Wife&lt;br /&gt;replies, "No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that&lt;br /&gt;the man&lt;br /&gt;should do the coffee." Husband replies, "I can't believe that, show&lt;br /&gt;me." So&lt;br /&gt;she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at&lt;br /&gt;the&lt;br /&gt;top of several pages, that it indeed says.... "HEBREWS".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man said to his wife one day, "I don't know how you can be&lt;br /&gt;so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time."&lt;br /&gt;The wife responded, "Allow me to explain.&lt;br /&gt;God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me;&lt;br /&gt;God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband read an article to his wife about how many words&lt;br /&gt;women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied,&lt;br /&gt;"The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men.&lt;br /&gt;The husband then turned to his wife and asked, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to&lt;br /&gt;concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs,&lt;br /&gt;the husband asked sarcastically, "Relatives of yours?"&lt;br /&gt;"Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his money, and was a real miser when it came to his money. Just before he died, he said to his wife, "When I die. I want you to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money to the afterlife with me."&lt;br /&gt;And so he got his wife to promise him with all her heart that when he died, she would put all of the money in the casket with him. Well, he died. He was stretched out in the casket; his wife was sitting there in black, and her friend was sitting next to her. When they finished the ceremony, just before the undertakers got ready to close the casket, the wife said, "Wait just a minute!" She had a box with her; she came over with the box and put it in the casket. Then the undertakers locked the casket down, and the rolled it away. So her friend said, "Girl, I know you weren't fool enough to put all that money in there with your husband." The loyal wife replied, "Listen, I'm a Christian, I can't go back on my word. I promised him that I was going to put that money in that casket with him." "You mean to tell me you put that money in the casket with him!!!!?&lt;br /&gt;"I sure did" said the wife. "I got it all together, put it into my account and wrote him a cheque. If he can cash it, he can spend it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry AIRTEL woman, they say TOUCH TOMORROW.&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry BSNL woman they have CONNECTIONS ALL OVER INDIA&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry HUTCH woman where ever u go THEIR NETWORK follows.&lt;br /&gt;Don't marry IDEA woman, an IDEA CAN CHANGE your life&lt;br /&gt;So marry RELIANCE woman because BUY ONE, GET ANOTHER FREE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mother and her young inquisitive son were flying Singapore Airlines from&lt;br /&gt;Singapore to New York. The son (who had been looking out the window)&lt;br /&gt;turned to his mother and asked, "If dogs have baby dogs and cats have baby&lt;br /&gt;cats,why don't planes have baby planes?"&lt;br /&gt;The mother (who couldn't think of an answer) told her son to ask the pretty&lt;br /&gt;flight attendant. So the boy dutifully asked the flight attendant, "If&lt;br /&gt;dogs have baby dogs and cats have baby cats, why don't planes have baby&lt;br /&gt;planes?"&lt;br /&gt;The flight attendant responded, "Did your mother tell you to ask me that?"&lt;br /&gt;The little boy admitted that she did. "Well, then, tell your mother that&lt;br /&gt;there are no baby planes because Singapore Airlines always pulls out on&lt;br /&gt;time.&lt;br /&gt;Now, let your mother explain that to you."!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 90-year-old man was having his annual checkup.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor asked him how he was feeling.&lt;br /&gt;"I've never been better," the old man replied. "I've got an eighteen-year-old bride who's pregnant &amp;amp; delivered a child. What is your opinion about that, Doc?" the old man asked.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor thought for a moment,then said, "Well, let me tell you a story. I know a guy who is an hunter. He never misses a season for hunting. But,one day he's in a bit of a hurry and he accidentally grabs his umbrella instead of his gun. The doctor continued, "So he's walking in the woods near a creek,and suddenly he spots a lion in some brush in front of him. He raises up his umbrella, points it at the lion and squeezes the handle.&lt;br /&gt;BAM! The lion drops dead in front of him."&lt;br /&gt;"That's impossible!" said the old man in disbelief. Someone else must have shot that lion."&lt;br /&gt;"Exactly"... Said the Doc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife and Husband are like two tyres of a vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;If any one punctures vehicle cannot move further.&lt;br /&gt;So intelligent men always carry a stepney with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons why LIFE without a Girl Friend cool ..........&lt;br /&gt;1.You can stare at any Girl.......&lt;br /&gt;2.You don't have to spend money on her.&lt;br /&gt;3.You won't get boring result in ur board papers.&lt;br /&gt;4.No girlfriend, no emotional blackmailing.&lt;br /&gt;5.If u don't have a girlfriend ,she can't dump u.&lt;br /&gt;6.Having a girlfriend is hot,not having a girlfriend is automatically cool, and every one loves to be a cool guy.&lt;br /&gt;7.This can be more to life than just waiting for the bloody phone to ring.&lt;br /&gt;8.You won't have to tolerate someone else defining, "right" and "wrong" for u.&lt;br /&gt;9.girlfriend can get so possessive that you can't do anything according ur wishes anymore.&lt;br /&gt;10.You can buy gifts for mom, dad, sis or grandpa instead of a girlfriend and have a happier family life.&lt;br /&gt;11.You won't have to waste paper writing love letters No more endless waiting for ur date to arrive at some weird shop\place.&lt;br /&gt;12.You can have more boy friends(Friends who r Boys) , as u will have more time for them.&lt;br /&gt;13.You wont have to see boring love stories instead of action thrillers.&lt;br /&gt;14.You wont have to tell lie to anybody and, therefore, u'll sin less.&lt;br /&gt;15.You can have good night's sleep-no need to dream about her.&lt;br /&gt;16.You wont have to fight over having a 'special'friend with ur folks.&lt;br /&gt;17.No nonstop nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;18.You wont have drown in the pool of her tears!!!.&lt;br /&gt;19.No tension.&lt;br /&gt;20.You can be " URSELF "&lt;br /&gt;21.You wont have to hide the telephone bills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Problem Father&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You looked troubled," I told my friend, "what's your problem?" He replied, "I'm going to be a father."&lt;br /&gt;"But that's wonderful," I said.&lt;br /&gt;"What's wonderful? My wife&lt;br /&gt;doesn't know about it yet."&lt;br /&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Why ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, I was away for a week. Yesterday I sent a fax to my wife I'd be home that night, and when I got into my room I found my wife in another man's arms.&lt;br /&gt;Why, Dad ?&lt;br /&gt;Why,me?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me why!" Dad kept silent for a few minutes, then coolly said, "Maybe, Son, she didn't get the fax."&lt;br /&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Same Service&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A husband visited a marriage counselor and said, "When we were first married, I would come home from the office, my wife would bring my slippers and our cute little dog would run around barking.&lt;br /&gt;Now after ten years it's all different, I come home, the dog brings the slippers and my wife runs around barking."&lt;br /&gt;"Why complain?" said the counselor.&lt;br /&gt;"You're still getting the same service!"&lt;br /&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Talk About Husband&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One woman told another : "My neighbour is always speaking ill of her husband, but look at me, my husband is foolish, lazy and a coward; but have I ever said anything bad about him?"&lt;br /&gt;Husband &amp;amp; Wife - Come Home Late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman was complaining to the neighbour that her husband always came home late, no matter how she tried to stop him. "Take my advice," said the neighbour, "and do what I did. Once my husband came home at three o'clock in the morning, and from my bed I called out:&lt;br /&gt;"Is that you, Jim?" And that cured him.&lt;br /&gt;"Cured him ?"&lt;br /&gt;asked the woman, "but how?" The neighbour said, "You see, his name is Bill."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife asks her husband "after my death what u will do"?&lt;br /&gt;Husband replies "even i will die my dear".&lt;br /&gt;Wife says "y r u talking like that?".&lt;br /&gt;Husband says "My happiness will kill me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never love a Testing girl since she always doubts U.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a DATABASE girl since she always wants her husband to be a UNIQUE key.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a C girl because she always have a tendency to BREAK the things and EXIT from house.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a C++ girl as u may encounter some problems in INHERITANCE.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a JAVA girl since she always throws EXCEPTIONS.&lt;br /&gt;Never Love a VB girl since she has divorce FORM with her always.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a UNIX girl ,she always dump u with a core.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a PASCAL girl ,she always scolds u as rascal.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a COBOL girl since she may be very good in DIVISION of families.&lt;br /&gt;Never love a NETWORK girl since she may be very good in shooting troubles.&lt;br /&gt;Better marry a girl not belonging to SOFTWARE FAMILY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A 5-year-old boy went to visit his grandmother one day.&lt;br /&gt;While playing with his toys in her bedroom while grandma was dusting,&lt;br /&gt;he looked up and said, "Grandma, how come you don't have a Boyfriend?"&lt;br /&gt;Grandma replied, "Honey, my TV is my boyfriend. I can sit in my bedroom and watch it all day long.&lt;br /&gt;The TV evangelists keep me company and make me feel so good.&lt;br /&gt;The comedies make me laugh. I'm so happy with my TV as my boyfriend."&lt;br /&gt;Grandma turned on the TV, and the reception was terrible.&lt;br /&gt;She started adjusting the knobs, trying to get the picture in focus.&lt;br /&gt;Frustrated, she started hitting the backside of the TV hoping to fix the problem.&lt;br /&gt;The little boy heard the doorbell ring, so he hurried to open the door,&lt;br /&gt;and there stood Grandma's minister. The minister said,&lt;br /&gt;"Hello, son, is your grandma home?" The little boy replied,&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, she's in the bedroom bangin' her boyfriend." The minister fainted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a woman happy ..... A man only needs to be:&lt;br /&gt;1. A friend&lt;br /&gt;2. A companion&lt;br /&gt;3. A lover&lt;br /&gt;4. A brother&lt;br /&gt;5. A father&lt;br /&gt;6. A master&lt;br /&gt;7. A chef&lt;br /&gt;8. An electrician&lt;br /&gt;9. A carpenter&lt;br /&gt;10. A plumber&lt;br /&gt;11. A mechanic&lt;br /&gt;12. A decorator&lt;br /&gt;13. A stylist&lt;br /&gt;16. A psychologist&lt;br /&gt;17. A pest exterminator&lt;br /&gt;18. A psychiatrist&lt;br /&gt;19. A healer&lt;br /&gt;20. A good listener&lt;br /&gt;21. An organizer&lt;br /&gt;22. A good father&lt;br /&gt;23. Very clean&lt;br /&gt;24. Sympathetic&lt;br /&gt;25. Athletic&lt;br /&gt;26. Warm&lt;br /&gt;27. Attentive&lt;br /&gt;28. Gallant&lt;br /&gt;29. Intelligent&lt;br /&gt;30. Funny&lt;br /&gt;31. Creative&lt;br /&gt;32. Tender&lt;br /&gt;33. Strong&lt;br /&gt;34. Understanding&lt;br /&gt;35. Tolerant&lt;br /&gt;36. Prudent&lt;br /&gt;37. Ambitious&lt;br /&gt;38. Capable&lt;br /&gt;39. Courageous&lt;br /&gt;40. Determined&lt;br /&gt;41. True&lt;br /&gt;42. Dependable&lt;br /&gt;43. Passionate&lt;br /&gt;WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:&lt;br /&gt;44. Give her compliments regularly&lt;br /&gt;45. Love shopping&lt;br /&gt;46. Be honest&lt;br /&gt;47. Be very rich&lt;br /&gt;48. Not stress her out&lt;br /&gt;49. Not look at other girls&lt;br /&gt;AND AT THE SAME TIME, MUST ALSO:&lt;br /&gt;50. Give her lots of attention, but expect little yourself&lt;br /&gt;51. Give her lots of time, especially time for herself&lt;br /&gt;52. Give her lots of space, never worrying about where she goes&lt;br /&gt;IT IS VERY IMPORTANT:&lt;br /&gt;53. Never to forget: * Birthdays * Anniversaries * Arrangements she makes &amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Leave him alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HER DIARY:Day night, I thought he was acting weird. We had made plans to meet at a cafe to have some coffee. I was shopping with my friends all day long, so I thought he was upset at the fact that I was a bit late, but he made no comment. Conversation wasn't flowing so I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk, he agreed but he kept quiet and absent. I asked him what was wrong - he said, "Nothing.” I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had nothing to do with me and not to worry.On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept driving. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say, "I love u too." When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.He just sat there and watched TV. He seemed distant and absent. Finally I decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed. I decided that I could not take it anymore, so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep. I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else. My life is a disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HIS DIARY:Today India lost the cricket match against Bangladesh. DAMN IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man was leaving a cafe with his morning coffee when he noticed a most unusual funeral procession. A funeral coffin was followed by a second one about 50 feet behind the first. Behind the second coffin was a solitary man walking with a black dog. Behind him was a queue of 200 men walking in single line.&lt;br /&gt;The man couldn't stand his curiosity. He approached the man walking with the dog, "I am so sorry for your loss, and I know now is a bad time to disturb you, but I've never seen a funeral like this with so many of you walking in single line. Whose funeral is it?" he man replied, "Well, that first coffin is for my wife." What happened to her?" The man replied, "My dog attacked and killed her." He inquired further, "Well, who is in the second coffin?" The man answered, "My mother-in-law. She was trying to help my wife when the dog attacked and killed her also." thoughtful moment of silence passes between the two men.Then the first one asks in excitement "Can I borrow the dog?"The man replied "Join the queue."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, "Why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt;The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.&lt;br /&gt;The woodcutter replied, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord again went down and came up with a silver Axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.Again, the woodcutter replied, "No."The Lord went down again and came up with an iron Axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.The woodcutter replied, "Yes."The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked him, "Why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!"The Lord went down into the water and came up with Mallika Sherawat. "Is this your wife?" the Lord asked."Yes," cried the woodcutter.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!"&lt;br /&gt;The woodcutter replied, "Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to Mallika Sherawat, You would have come up with Bipasha Basu. Then if I said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife. Had I then said 'yes,' you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care&lt;br /&gt;of all three wives, so THAT'S why I said yes to Mallika Sherawat."&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is: Whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honorable reason, and for the benefit of others.&lt;br /&gt;That's our story, and we're sticking to it! - "WE HONORABLE MEN!!!!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6188793713056488020-5885257315987577568?l=numerousjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5885257315987577568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6188793713056488020&amp;postID=5885257315987577568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/5885257315987577568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6188793713056488020/posts/default/5885257315987577568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://numerousjokes.blogspot.com/2008/10/men-women-jokes.html' title='Men Women Jokes'/><author><name>Krasio</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00043812186675451025</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188793713056488020.post-9004755586743832374</id><published>2008-10-03T13:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T16:46:09.113-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Political Jokes'/><title type='text'>Political Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Political Jokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two KGB officers are traveling on a train and telling each other political jokes.&lt;br /&gt;- Hold on a second, I'll change the tape, - says one.&lt;br /&gt;- Don't bother, you can copy from mine later, - says the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The president […] is walking through a forest and gets lost.&lt;br /&gt;He sees a boy:&lt;br /&gt;- Little boy, could you show me the way out of the forest? I'm the president, I'll reward you with a Hero's medal!&lt;br /&gt;- I'll ask my mama.&lt;br /&gt;An hour later:&lt;br /&gt;- Uncle President, and will you give me a postmortem award?&lt;br /&gt;- Why postmortem?&lt;br /&gt;- Because mama said that if I showed you the way, she'd kill me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day Bat'ka is driven through a village in his limo. They run over somebody's pig. Bat'ka, an honest person, stops, gives his driver $100 and tells him to find the killed pig's owner and apologize. The driver leaves and isn't back until two hours later, dead drunk. Bat'ka yells at him: “Are you crazy?” The driver replies: “I haven't done anything wrong: I took the money, put the pig into the sack, placed it on my back, walk down the village street and yell - Dear people! I'm Lukashenko's driver and I've just killed this pig! - and suddenly they're all running towards me, with tears of happiness in their eyes, and start pouring me drinks, one after another…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Aleksandr Grigorievich, I've got two pieces of news for you, good and bad. Which one should I begin with?&lt;br /&gt;- The good one.&lt;br /&gt;- You've been elected president.&lt;br /&gt;- Okay, and what's the bad one?&lt;br /&gt;- No one has voted for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the demonstration that took place in Minsk, 500 women, elderly people and children have attacked and hurt 2,000 riot police with snowballs and air balloons. “We assembled for action as ordered, drew our shields close together, and attempted to gently push the protesters away with our riot batons. But they rushed at us violently, as animals, and started beating me on the helmet with flowers, on and on and on, bastards,” one of the victims said and began to cry right away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lukashenko wakes up in the morning, goes into his study and addresses his own portrait on the wall:&lt;br /&gt;- So, Aleksandr Grigorievich, what are we going to do about the situation?&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, nothing special: we'll just switch places with you.&lt;br /&gt;- In what way?&lt;br /&gt;- Very simply: I'll be taken down, and you'll be hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lukashenko has died. A devil greets him and gives him a tour of Paradise. Everything's very righteous-looking there, dignified and calm: birds are singing, flowers are blooming, various decent people are talking to each other. No zest whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;Lukashenko begins to wonder: and what is it like in Hell? The devil says, “You can see it for yourself!” and shows Hell to him. It's very lively there, beautiful young women are walking around, and life's in full swing in general. Lukashenko gets excited and cries, “I want to be in Hell!”&lt;br /&gt;And finds himself in boiling water right away.&lt;br /&gt;He cries to the devil: “But where is everything that I've seen - girls, fun?”&lt;br /&gt;To which the devil replies, smirking: “I - just like you - have my own [Belarusian TV]!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a drug addict is a moral failing and a crime, unless you're a conservative radio host. Then it's an illness and you need our prayers for your recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The United States should get out of the United Nations, and our highest national priority is enforcing U.N. resolutions against Iraq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government should relax regulation of Big Business and Big Money but crack down on individuals who use marijuana to relieve the pain of illness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Standing Tall for America" means firing your workers and moving their jobs to India.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman can't be trusted with decisions about her own body, but multi-national corporations can make decisions affecting all mankind without regulation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus loves you, and shares your hatred of homosexuals and Hillary Clinton.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to improve military morale is to praise the troops in speeches while slashing veterans' benefits and combat pay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group sex and drug use are degenerate sins unless you someday run for governor of California as a Republican.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If condoms are kept out of schools, adolescents won't have sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good way to fight terrorism is to belittle our long-time allies, then demand their cooperation and money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMOs and insurance companies have the interest of the public at heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Providing health care to all Iraqis is sound policy. Providing health care to all Americans is socialism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Global warming and tobacco's link to cancer are junk science, but creationism should be taught in schools.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saddam was a good guy when Reagan armed him, a bad guy when Bush's daddy made war on him, a good guy when Cheney did business with him and a bad guy when Bush needed a "we can't find Bin Laden" diversion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A president lying about an extramarital affair is an impeachable offense. A president lying to enlist support for a war in which thousands die is solid defense policy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Government should limit itself to the powers named in the Constitution, which include banning gay marriages and censoring the Internet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The public has a right to know about Hillary's cattle trades, but George Bush's driving record is none of our business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You support states' rights, which means Attorney General John Ashcroft can tell states what local voter initiatives they have a right to adopt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What Bill Clinton did in the 1960s is of vital national interest, but what Bush did in the '80s is irrelevant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trade with Cuba is wrong because the country is communist, but trade with China and Vietnam is vital to a spirit of international harmony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHRISTIAN DEMOCRAT:  You have two cows.  You keep one and give one to your neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SOCIALIST:  You have two cows.  The government takes one and gives it to your neighbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMERICAN REPUBLICAN:  You have two cows. Your neighbor has none. So what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMERICAN DEMOCRAT:  You have two cows.  Your neighbor has none.  You feel guilty for being successful.  You vote people into office who tax your cows, forcing you to sell one to raise money to pay the tax.  The people you voted for then take the tax money and buy a cow and give it to your neighbor. You feel righteous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A COMMUNIST:  You have two cows.  The government seizes both and provides you with milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FASCIST:  You have two cows.  The government seizes both and sells you the milk. You join the underground and start a campaign of sabotage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DEMOCRACY, AMERICAN STYLE:  You have two cows.  The government taxes you to the point you have to sell both to support a man in a foreign country who has only one cow, which was a gift from your government.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAPITALISM, AMERICAN STYLE:  You have two cows.  You sell one, buy a bull, and build a herd of cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUREAUCRACY, AMERICAN STYLE:  You have two cows.  The government takes them both, shoots one, milks the other, pays you for the milk, then pours the milk down the drain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN AMERICAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You sell one, and force the other to produce the milk of four cows.  You are surprised when the cow drops dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FRENCH CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You go on strike because you want three cows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A JAPANESE CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You redesign them so they are one-tenth the size of an ordinary cow and produce twenty times the milk. You then create clever cow cartoon images called Cowkimon and market them World-Wide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A GERMAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You reengineer them so they live for 100 years, eat once a month, and milk themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRITISH CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  They are mad.  They die. Pass the shepherd's pie, please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ITALIAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows, but you don't know where they are. You break for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A RUSSIAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You count them and learn you have five cows. You count them again and learn you have 42 cows. You count them again and learn you have 12 cows.  You stop counting cows and open another bottle of vodka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A SWISS CORPORATION:  You have 5000 cows, none of which belong to you. You charge others for storing them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BRAZILIAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You enter into a partnership with an American corporation.  Soon you have 1000 cows and the American corporation declares bankruptcy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN INDIAN CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You worship both of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A CHINESE CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  You have 300 people milking them. You claim full employment, high bovine productivity, and arrest the newsman who reported on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ISRAELI CORPORATION:  There are these two Jewish cows, right?  They open a milk factory, an ice cream store, and then sell the movie rights. They send their calves to Harvard to become doctors. So, who needs people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AN ARKANSAS CORPORATION:  You have two cows.  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