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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEBQXk4fip7ImA9WhRUE04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193</id><updated>2012-01-23T08:37:30.736-08:00</updated><category term="t-shirt quotes" /><category term="jokes" /><category term="santa banta" /><category term="sms" /><category term="PJ" /><category term="men women joke" /><category term="shin chan" /><category term="husband wife" /><category term="cartoon" /><category term="sms jokes" /><category term="joke" /><category term="funny quotes" /><category term="funny pics" /><category term="fun" /><category term="funny sms" /><category term="teacher student joke" /><title>Jokes</title><subtitle type="html">page contains jokes and lot of funny stuff. Also contains T-shirt quotes. Can make you laugh. All new jokes and funny stuff.</subtitle><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>45</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/jokes-n-fun" /><feedburner:info uri="jokes-n-fun" /><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYHSXsyeip7ImA9Wx9RE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-6493830602888066281</id><published>2010-12-14T22:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T22:22:18.592-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-12-14T22:22:18.592-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><title>Beautiful Lady</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Man : I am looking for a beautiful lady&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Woman : Here i come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Man : Good.. now help me to find her.. :-)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-6493830602888066281?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/6493830602888066281/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=6493830602888066281" title="14 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/6493830602888066281?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/6493830602888066281?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/RoxGL_xIXbU/beautiful-lady.html" title="Beautiful Lady" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>14</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2010/12/beautiful-lady.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQFRnw_eyp7ImA9WxBRFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-5878867695823694297</id><published>2010-01-05T05:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T05:31:57.243-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-05T05:31:57.243-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Will you marry?</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Husband : Will you marry after my death?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No I will live with my sister. Will you marry after my death?&lt;br /&gt;Husband: No I will also live with your sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-5878867695823694297?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/5878867695823694297/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=5878867695823694297" title="6 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/5878867695823694297?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/5878867695823694297?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/gK16A9_bSg0/will-you-marry.html" title="Will you marry?" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>6</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2010/01/will-you-marry.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEASHY8eSp7ImA9WxBRFEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-6961648735721302420</id><published>2009-12-19T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-02T07:37:29.871-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2010-01-02T07:37:29.871-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teacher student joke" /><title>Teacher student Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;1.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: Now, you must not say, “I ain’t goin’.” You should say, “I am not going, he is not going; we are not going; they are not going.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Student: Wow! Ain’t nobody goin’ then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;br /&gt;Teacher: I wish you'd pay a little attention Rohit.&lt;br /&gt;Rohit: I am paying as little as I can teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-6961648735721302420?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/6961648735721302420/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=6961648735721302420" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/6961648735721302420?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/6961648735721302420?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/aHWfLtXOUGs/teacher-student-joke.html" title="Teacher student Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/12/teacher-student-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ENQ3Y-fCp7ImA9WxBTGU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-3721105223593666102</id><published>2009-12-01T03:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T21:01:32.854-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-15T21:01:32.854-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny quotes" /><title>Funny Quotes</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Defination of Friends:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Friends are those who can make us laugh when we are crying.... and&lt;br /&gt;vice versa. ;-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. I am unique, just like everyone else&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;3. I don't have a drinking problem... I'm just really thirsty &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. I stopped fighting my inner demons we are now on the same side now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="G14pwp51FD"&gt;I had a dream.....and I was dreaming same dream in that dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. I am not confused, am i ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-3721105223593666102?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/3721105223593666102/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=3721105223593666102" title="7 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3721105223593666102?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3721105223593666102?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/ZEd1HTg8GWY/funny-quotes.html" title="Funny Quotes" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>7</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/12/funny-quotes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkUNRHo4fip7ImA9WxBSEk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-3634772112568360674</id><published>2009-11-29T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T07:58:15.436-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-12-19T07:58:15.436-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="teacher student joke" /><title>Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:13;"  &gt;              &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Teacher had asked the class to write an essay about an unusual event that happened during the past week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;One student got up to read his.  It began, "My daddy fell in well last week."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh god!" the teacher exclaimed. "Is he OK?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"He must be," said Student. "He stopped calling for help yesterday."           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-3634772112568360674?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/3634772112568360674/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=3634772112568360674" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3634772112568360674?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3634772112568360674?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/nmRXPK3SJeA/joke.html" title="Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/11/joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEFRHgycCp7ImA9WxNbFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-2407115434685125988</id><published>2009-09-02T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T07:43:35.698-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-17T07:43:35.698-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>The moment of truth</title><content type="html">&lt;p style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Rahul's Dad brought home a robot one day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:12;"  &gt;The robot had the ability to detect lies and would slap the person who lied.&lt;br /&gt;Rahul returned late from school.&lt;br /&gt;Dad asked, “Son why are you late from school?”&lt;br /&gt;“Dad, we had extra classes today”.&lt;br /&gt;Robot slapped Rahul on his face.&lt;br /&gt;Dad shouted, "Come on tell me the truth, why are you late?"&lt;br /&gt;“Dad, I went to see the movie Ten Commandments.”&lt;br /&gt;Robot slapped Rahul on his face.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry dad, I went to see the movie "Chameli Ki Jawaani".&lt;br /&gt;"Shame on you son, when I was your age, I never watched obscene movies or misbehaved."&lt;br /&gt;Immediately, Dad gets a slap on the face from the robot..&lt;br /&gt;Rahul's mom comes walking out of the kitchen and says to her husband, "After all, he's your son!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The robot slaps the mom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-2407115434685125988?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/2407115434685125988/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=2407115434685125988" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2407115434685125988?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2407115434685125988?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/dlut3_weIBE/moment-of-truth.html" title="The moment of truth" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/09/moment-of-truth.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4FQXo6fip7ImA9WxNTGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-4186496080898860712</id><published>2009-08-06T23:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T22:11:50.416-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-21T22:11:50.416-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Family Problems</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comparison of Complexities of American Family and Indian Family ... Very &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Funny&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Joke&lt;/span&gt;:-) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="lf oh"&gt;Two men, one American and an Indian were sitting in a bar drinking shot after shot. The Indian man said to the American, "You know my parents are forcing me to get married to this so called homely girl from a village whom I haven't even met once." We call this arranged marriage. I don't want to marry a woman whom I don't love... I told them that openly and now have a hell lot of family problems." The American said, Talking about love marriages... I'll tell you my story. I married a widow whom I deeply loved and dated for 3 years. "After a couple of years, my father fell in love with my step-daughter and so my father became my son-in-law and I became my father's father-in-law. Legally now my daughter is my mother and my wife my grandmother. More problems occurred when I had a son. My son is my father's brother and so he is my uncle. Situations turned worse when my father had a son. Now my father's son i.e. my brother is my grandson. Ultimately, I have become my own grand father and I am my own grandson.. And you say you have family problems.. Gimme a break !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-4186496080898860712?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/4186496080898860712/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=4186496080898860712" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4186496080898860712?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4186496080898860712?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/6_MEcxMpPuA/family-problems.html" title="Family Problems" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/08/family-problems.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0MASXY9fip7ImA9WxJaFUo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-2199512610812129841</id><published>2009-08-06T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T10:24:08.866-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-06T10:24:08.866-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Funny Court Jokes</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Things people have &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt; color: rgb(192, 0, 0);"&gt;actually&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#c00000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);"&gt;said in court&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="border-collapse: collapse; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: He's twenty, much like your IQ.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;_____________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Are you shitting me?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How many were boys?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: None.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: By death.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Take a guess.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: Unless the Circus was in town I'm going with male.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: All of them. The live ones put up too much of a fight.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK?  What school did you go to?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: Oral.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;___________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: If not, he was by the time I finished.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;______________________________&lt;wbr&gt;______________&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: No.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   WITNESS: No.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-2199512610812129841?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/2199512610812129841/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=2199512610812129841" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2199512610812129841?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2199512610812129841?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/WyY98_PwldU/funny-court-jokes.html" title="Funny Court Jokes" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/08/funny-court-jokes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EDQHY_fSp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-3029662164308972699</id><published>2009-07-15T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:47:51.845-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:47:51.845-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Husband Wife Jokes</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Categories :&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; Husband wife&lt;/span&gt; jokes and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;men women&lt;/span&gt; jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is a relationship in which one person is&lt;br /&gt;always right and the other is the husband!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband says; "When I'm gone you'll never find another man like me".&lt;br /&gt;Wife replied; "What makes you think I'd want another man like you!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Soldier: "What made U go into the army?"&lt;br /&gt;Second Soldier: "I had no wife and I loved war. What about you?"&lt;br /&gt;First Soldier: "Well, I had a wife and loved peace."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-3029662164308972699?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/3029662164308972699/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=3029662164308972699" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3029662164308972699?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/3029662164308972699?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/AwZ_hxL8SeI/husband-wife-jokes.html" title="Husband Wife Jokes" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/07/husband-wife-jokes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0ABQn09fCp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-7792645385158577764</id><published>2009-07-09T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:49:13.364-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:49:13.364-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="santa banta" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>To Loose Weight</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Categories : &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Santa Banta&lt;/span&gt; Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The doctor told Santa singh that if he ran 8 kilometers a day for &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; 300 days, he would loose 34 kilos. At the end of 300 days, Santa singh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; called the doctor over STD to report he had lost the weight, but he had a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; problem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "What's the problem?"asked the doctor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "I'm 2400 kms from home."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-7792645385158577764?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/7792645385158577764/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=7792645385158577764" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/7792645385158577764?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/7792645385158577764?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/MAh5bhmaeo8/to-loose-weight.html" title="To Loose Weight" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/07/to-loose-weight.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D08DRXg_fip7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-9086757712741014434</id><published>2009-07-05T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:51:14.646-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:51:14.646-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny quotes" /><title>Funny Qoutes</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Here are some &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Funny Quotes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;1. Love is blind, marriage opens eyes !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. God give me strength to remain patient, right now !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Love animals, they are tasty !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Save water ! Drink Bear !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Money is not everything ; Credit cards are also there ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;input id="gwProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;!--Session data--&gt;&lt;input onclick="jsCall();" id="jsProxy" type="hidden"&gt;&lt;div id="refHTML"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-9086757712741014434?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/9086757712741014434/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=9086757712741014434" title="2 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/9086757712741014434?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/9086757712741014434?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/AQPdXyStwr4/funny-qoutes.html" title="Funny Qoutes" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>2</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/07/funny-qoutes.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04CQXg4eSp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-1461787633395824285</id><published>2009-06-30T01:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:52:40.631-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:52:40.631-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny sms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Clever Boy</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Men Women&lt;/span&gt; Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;" class="lf oh"&gt;BOY:        My girlfriend broke up with me.&lt;br /&gt;                 she sent her pics with her new boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;FRIEND : really bad&lt;br /&gt;                 what u did ?&lt;br /&gt;BOY:         I sent them to her dad..............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-1461787633395824285?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/1461787633395824285/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=1461787633395824285" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/1461787633395824285?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/1461787633395824285?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/i7KS1EjsQYg/clever-boy.html" title="Clever Boy" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/06/clever-boy.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEcMRHsyeyp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-4909250978716451997</id><published>2009-06-10T09:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:54:45.593-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:54:45.593-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Husband Wife funny story</title><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Categories: &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Husband Wife&lt;/span&gt; Jokes and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Men Women&lt;/span&gt; jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well as she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. Not quite sure how to approach her, he called the family Doctor to discuss the problem. The doctor told him there is a simple informal test the husband could perform to give the Doctor a better idea about her hearing loss.Here's what you do," said the Doctor, "stand about 40 feet away from her, and in a normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet, and s o on until you get a response." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking dinner, and he washing the den. He says to himself, "I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens." Then in a normal tone he asks, 'Honey, what's for dinner?" No response. So the husband moves to closer to the kitchen, about 30 feet from his wife and repeats, "Honey, what's for dinner?" Still no response. Next he moves into the dining room where he is about 20 feet from his wife and asks, Honey, what's for dinner?"&lt;br /&gt;Again he gets no response so, He walks up to the kitchen door, about 10 feet away. "Honey, what's for dinner?" Again there is no response. So he walks right up behind her. "Honey, what's for dinner?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;; "James, for the FIFTH time I've said, CHICKEN!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-4909250978716451997?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/4909250978716451997/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=4909250978716451997" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4909250978716451997?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4909250978716451997?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/Z4440It3keA/husband-wife-funny-story.html" title="Husband Wife funny story" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/06/husband-wife-funny-story.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEYHRn0ycCp7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-7921008695479790197</id><published>2009-06-03T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:55:37.398-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:55:37.398-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Army &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The Army has been experimenting for years to come up with a liquid that will eat through anything and they finally did it. It eats through glass, stainless steel, iron,and all kinds of metal, rock and granite. Now if they could only find something to put it in. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-7921008695479790197?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/7921008695479790197/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=7921008695479790197" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/7921008695479790197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/7921008695479790197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/PglDg3BNc7s/joke.html" title="Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/06/joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIGRn88eCp7ImA9WxJQF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-8521177557434196989</id><published>2009-05-30T11:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:35:27.170-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-31T12:35:27.170-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Men's diary vs Women's diary</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Times New Roman;color:red;"  &gt; &lt;p  align="center" style="font-size:13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;This is men women categorized joke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13.5pt;" align="center"&gt;Women's DIARY&lt;br /&gt;------------ ------ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;p   style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145); font-weight: bold;font-family:Calibri;font-size:13.5pt;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145);font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Day night, I thought he was acting&lt;br /&gt;  weird. We had made plans to meet at a&lt;br /&gt;cafe to have some coffee. I was shopping with my friends&lt;br /&gt;all day long, soIely thought he was upset at the fact that I&lt;br /&gt;was a bit late,&lt;br /&gt;but he made no comment.Conversatio n wasn't flowing so&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;I suggested that we go somewhere quiet so we could talk, he agreed but&lt;br /&gt;he kept quiet and absent. I asked&lt;br /&gt;him what was wrong - he said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Nothing."I asked him if it was my fault that he was upset. He said it had&lt;br /&gt;     nothing to do with me and not to worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home I told him that I loved him, he simply smiled and kept&lt;br /&gt;driving.. I can't explain his behavior; I don't know why he didn't say, "I love u,too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(54, 95, 145);font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;p face="Calibri" size="13.5pt" style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145);" align="center"&gt; When we got home I felt as if I had lost him, as if he wanted nothing to do with me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;He just sat there and watched TV.; he seemed distant and absent.Finally I&lt;br /&gt;     decided to go to bed. About 10 minutes later he came to bed. I decided&lt;br /&gt;that I could not take it anymore,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;color:black;"   &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(54, 95, 145);font-family:Calibri;font-size:130%;"  &gt; &lt;p face="Calibri" size="13.5pt" style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145);" align="center"&gt;so I decided to confront him with the situation but he had fallen asleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started crying and cried until I too fell asleep. I don't know what to&lt;br /&gt;     do. I'm almost sure that his thoughts are with someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life is gonna be a disaster.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: rgb(54, 95, 145); font-family: Calibri;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:green;"  &gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13.5pt; color: green;" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-size: 13.5pt;" align="center"&gt;Men's DIARY&lt;br /&gt;==========&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145); font-weight: bold;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(54, 95, 145);"&gt;Today India lost the cricket match&lt;br /&gt;   against bangladesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAMN&lt;br /&gt;IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;Simplicity of Men&lt;br /&gt;Vs&lt;br /&gt;Complexity of Women !!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="color: rgb(192, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-8521177557434196989?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/8521177557434196989/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=8521177557434196989" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8521177557434196989?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8521177557434196989?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/smULVFwKqNU/mens-diary-vs-womens-diary.html" title="Men's diary vs Women's diary" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/mens-diary-vs-womens-diary.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIBRXk7eSp7ImA9WxJQF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-9098370337878800148</id><published>2009-05-29T06:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T12:35:54.701-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-31T12:35:54.701-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Husband Wife Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A posted in a couples home ....&lt;br /&gt;"I am the boss of the house...&lt;br /&gt;I have my wife's permission to say so!!!"           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-9098370337878800148?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/9098370337878800148/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=9098370337878800148" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/9098370337878800148?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/9098370337878800148?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/Bp38bVdIAQw/husband-wife-joke_29.html" title="Husband Wife Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/husband-wife-joke_29.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDSX08eSp7ImA9WxJQFk0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-8611695113341166337</id><published>2009-05-29T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T06:37:58.371-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-29T06:37:58.371-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Husband Wife Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A posted in a couples home ....&lt;br /&gt;"I am the boss of the house...&lt;br /&gt;I have my wife's permission to say so!!!"           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-8611695113341166337?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/8611695113341166337/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=8611695113341166337" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8611695113341166337?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8611695113341166337?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/jXkAy76tRL4/husband-wife-joke.html" title="Husband Wife Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/husband-wife-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEUARns-eip7ImA9WxJUFks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-1840798412277762820</id><published>2009-05-28T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:57:27.552-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-15T06:57:27.552-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Mathematical Joke</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Categories of this joke are&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt; joke&lt;/span&gt;, funny joke and &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;sms jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A teacher teaching ALGEBRA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;“If x=y &amp;amp; y=z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so it means.. x=z&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;any example?”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Student :”Sir, if I love u &amp;amp; u love ur daughter, it means I love ur daughter”;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Do you like this joke?? Do Comment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-1840798412277762820?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/1840798412277762820/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=1840798412277762820" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/1840798412277762820?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/1840798412277762820?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/_qHXzuZWBVE/mathematical-joke.html" title="Mathematical Joke" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/mathematical-joke.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkANRXc7cCp7ImA9WxJQEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-4396083504305491251</id><published>2009-05-23T09:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T09:06:34.908-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-23T09:06:34.908-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Positive Approach</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;This article comes under Joke and fun categories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; : I want you to marry a girl of my choice. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "I will choose my own bride!" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "But the girl is Bill Gates's daughter." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Son&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "Well, in that case...OK" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Next Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father approaches Bill Gates. &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "I have a husband for your daughter." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "But my daughter is too young to marry!" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "But this young man i s a vice-president of the World Bank." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Gates&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "Ah, in that case... OK" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Finally Father goes to see the president of the World Bank. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13.5pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;: "I have a young man to be recommended a s a vice-president. " &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "But I already have more vice- presidents than I need!" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Father&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "But this young man is Bill Gates's son-in-law." &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; President&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; : "Ah, in that case... OK" &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: red; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;This is how business is done!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;color:blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 13.5pt; color: blue; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Moral: Even if you have nothing, you can get anything. But your attitude &amp;amp; approach should be positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels : Jokes , joke , fun&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-4396083504305491251?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/4396083504305491251/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=4396083504305491251" title="3 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4396083504305491251?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/4396083504305491251?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/vPD1K7Ry_WE/positive-approach.html" title="Positive Approach" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>3</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/positive-approach.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0EERH8zfSp7ImA9WxJRGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-5307043725294590656</id><published>2009-05-22T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T06:40:05.185-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-22T06:40:05.185-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Dress robbery !!!</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;This joke Comes under category Husband Wife Joke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The judge frowned at the tired robber and said, “then you admit breaking into the same store on three successive nights?” ”Yes, your honor.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “And why was that?” “Because my wife wanted a dress.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; The judge check with his records, “But it says here you broke in three nights in a row!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; “Yes sir. She made me exchange it two times.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-5307043725294590656?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/5307043725294590656/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=5307043725294590656" title="1 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/5307043725294590656?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/5307043725294590656?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/vE3-2GgvJYU/dress-robbery.html" title="Dress robbery !!!" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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>1</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/dress-robbery.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YDSXw4fCp7ImA9WxJRGUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-477235636219603575</id><published>2009-05-21T07:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T07:12:58.234-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-21T07:12:58.234-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="husband wife" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Water In carburetor</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Wife: “There’s trouble with the car.  It has water in the carburetor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband:  “Water in the carburetor?  That’s ridiculous.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife: “I tell you the car has water in the carburetor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Husband: “You don’t even know what a carburetor is.  Where’s the car?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wife:  “In the swimming pool.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-477235636219603575?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/477235636219603575/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=477235636219603575" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/477235636219603575?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/477235636219603575?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/9DV5-Xm_Sts/wife-theres-trouble-with-car.html" title="Water In carburetor" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/wife-theres-trouble-with-car.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4AQnszeSp7ImA9WxJRFkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-8526370245993545</id><published>2009-05-18T04:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T04:09:03.581-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-18T04:09:03.581-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>The difference between men and women</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;A man is driving up a steep, narrow mountain road. A woman is driving down the same road. As they pass each other, the woman leans out the window and yells, "PIG!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man immediately leans out his window and replies, "Stupid!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They each continue on their way, and as the man rounds the next corner he slams into a pig in the middle of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels : men women jokes, joke, jokes, funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-8526370245993545?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/8526370245993545/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=8526370245993545" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8526370245993545?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/8526370245993545?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/_pA_Wsd9ZeE/difference-between-men-and-women.html" title="The difference between men and women" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/difference-between-men-and-women.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkYGQHw8eip7ImA9WxJRFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-2377051461696011518</id><published>2009-05-15T11:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T12:02:01.272-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-15T12:02:01.272-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="funny sms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="santa banta" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms jokes" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="sms" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Santa Banta</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels: santa banta jokes, joke, sms, jokes, funny jokes, sms jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa always studies in front of mirror why?&lt;br /&gt;because&lt;br /&gt;1. It helps saving revision time&lt;br /&gt;2. He can keep watch on himself&lt;br /&gt;3. He prefers group study.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Santa Banta Jokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:VERDANA;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"   &gt;The Sardarni asked her lover, Santa&lt;br /&gt;Santa Darling, if we get engaged will you give me a ring? &lt;br /&gt;Sure replied Santa What's your phone number?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Santa Banta Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Santa with two red ears went to his doctor.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:VERDANA;font-size:-1;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;The doctor asked him what had happened to his ears and he answered, "I was ironing a shirt and the phone rang but instead of picking up the phone I accidentally picked up the iron and stuck it to my ear.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Oh Dear!" the doctor exclaimed in d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;isbelief. "But .. what happened to your other ear?" &lt;br /&gt;"The scoundrel called back."    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Santa Banta Jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:VERDANA;font-size:130%;color:#000000;"   &gt;Once Santa Singh, the psychiatrist, met a friend and exclaimed, "I heard you are dead." &lt;br /&gt;But you see I'm alive, smiled the friend. &lt;br /&gt;Impossible, said Santa Singh. The man who told me is much more reliable than you.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels: santa banta jokes, joke, sms, jokes, funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;sms jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-2377051461696011518?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/2377051461696011518/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=2377051461696011518" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2377051461696011518?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2377051461696011518?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/6ZrA7FmvORY/santa-banta.html" title="Santa Banta" /><author><name>Omkar</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07662017376293040582</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/santa-banta.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0QARH0-fyp7ImA9WxJRFE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-2489475659147684898</id><published>2009-05-15T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T09:35:45.357-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-15T09:35:45.357-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fun" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Hearing problem</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels:  Jokes, fun, Joke, funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems an elderly gentleman had serious hearing problems for a number of years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went to the doctor and the doctor was able to have him fitted for a set of hearing aids that allowed the gentleman to hear 100%. The elderly gentleman went back in a month to the doctor and the doctor said, "Your hearing is perfect. Your family must be really pleased you can hear again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To which the gentleman said, "Oh, I haven't told my family yet. I just sit around and listen to the conversations. I've changed my will five times!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Labels:  Jokes, fun, Joke, funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-2489475659147684898?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/2489475659147684898/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=2489475659147684898" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2489475659147684898?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2489475659147684898?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/SVOzN6wCOIo/hearing-problem.html" title="Hearing problem" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/hearing-problem.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkEFSXgycCp7ImA9WxJREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2482973710394996193.post-2688705101969083260</id><published>2009-05-13T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T09:03:38.698-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-13T09:03:38.698-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="men women joke" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="jokes" /><title>Punctuation</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Labels : Joke, Jokes, Men Women Jokes, Funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all in the punctuation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An English professor wrote the words, "Woman without her man is nothing" on the blackboard and directed his students to punctuate it correctly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The men wrote: "Woman, without her man, is nothing."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The women wrote: "Woman: Without her, man is nothing."           &lt;/span&gt;                      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 13px; font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;Labels : Joke, Jokes, Men Women Jokes, Funny jokes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2482973710394996193-2688705101969083260?l=jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/feeds/2688705101969083260/comments/default" title="Post Comments" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2482973710394996193&amp;postID=2688705101969083260" title="0 Comments" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2688705101969083260?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2482973710394996193/posts/default/2688705101969083260?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/jokes-n-fun/~3/jSB579r5DdM/punctuation.html" title="Punctuation" /><author><name>Rohit C. Kulkarni</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06316921626980722375</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><feedburner:origLink>http://jokes-n-fun.blogspot.com/2009/05/punctuation.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

