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			<title>Favorites</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 20 Nov 2009 09:01:13 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Dear Mr. Grim Reaper, 
 
So far this year you have taken away my favorite dancer and entertainer Michael Jackson, favorite actor Patrick Swayze, and...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Dear Mr. Grim Reaper,<br />
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So far this year you have taken away my favorite dancer and entertainer Michael Jackson, favorite actor Patrick Swayze, and favorite actress Farrah Fawcett.  Just so you know, my favorite politician is Barack Obama. <br />
 <br />
Thank you<br />
<br />
An American Citizen<br />
<br />
P.S. I'm terribly fond of our great Speaker of the House as well.</div>

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			<title>Speaking German</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 19 Nov 2009 23:17:27 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Subj: speaking German in Texas 
 
  
 
  
 
Near Fredericksburg, Texas, where there is a large  
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Subj: speaking German in Texas<br />
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Near Fredericksburg, Texas, where there is a large <br />
German-speaking population, a farmer walking down <br />
a country road notices a man drinking from his pond <br />
with his hand. The farmer shouted:'Trink das wasser <br />
nicht. Die kuhen haben dahingesheissen.'<br />
<br />
Which means:  'Don't drink the water,<br />
the cows have s*** in it.'<br />
<br />
The man shouted back: 'I'm from New York <br />
and am just down here campaigning for Obama's <br />
health care plan and gun control legislation, <br />
I can't understand you. Please speak in English.'<br />
<br />
The farmer replied: 'Use two hands, you'll  get  more.'</div>

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			<title>Lone Ranger</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 17 Nov 2009 21:11:25 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Lone Ranger and Tonto went camping in the desert. After they got their tent all set up, both men fell sound asleep. 
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			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Lone Ranger and Tonto went camping in the desert. After they got their tent all set up, both men fell sound asleep.<br />
Some hours later, Tonto wakes the Lone Ranger and says, &quot;Kemo Sabe, look towards sky, what you see?&quot;<br />
The Lone Ranger replies, &quot;I see millions of stars.&quot;<br />
&quot;What that tell you?&quot; asked Tonto.<br />
 <br />
The Lone Ranger ponders for a minute then says, &quot;Astronomically speaking, it tells me there are millions of galaxies and potentially billions of planets. Astrologically, it tells me that Saturn is in Leo. Time wise, it appears to be approximately a quarter past three in the morning. <br />
Theologically, the Lord is all-powerful and we are small and insignificant. Meteorologically, it seems we will have a beautiful day tomorrow. What's it tell you, Tonto?' <br />
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&quot;You dumber than buffalo crap. It mean someone stole the tent..&quot;</div>

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			<title>Awesome Doctor</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:32:22 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Q: Doctor,  I've heard that  cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. Is this true?  
A: Your  heart is only good for so many  beats, and that's...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Q: Doctor,  I've heard that  cardiovascular exercise can prolong life. Is this true? <br />
A: Your  heart is only good for so many  beats, and that's it...  don't waste them on exercise. <br />
Everything wears out  eventually.  Speeding up your heart will not make you live longer;  that's like saying you can extend  the life of your car by driving it faster.  <br />
Want to live longer?  Take a  nap.  <br />
<br />
Q: Should  I cut  down on meat and  eat more fruits and  vegetables? <br />
A: You  must grasp  logistical efficiencies.  What does a cow eat?   Hay and corn.<br />
And what are these?  Vegetables.  So a steak  is nothing more  than an efficient <br />
mechanism of  delivering vegetables to your  system.   Need grain?   Eat  chicken.   <br />
Beef is also a good source  of field grass  (green leafy vegetable).   <br />
And a pork chop can  give you  100% of your recommended daily allowance of  vegetable  products. <br />
<br />
Q: Should  I reduce my  alcohol intake?  <br />
A:  No,  not at all.  Wine is made from  fruit.  Brandy is  distilled wine,  that means they take the water out of  the fruity bit so you  get even more of the goodness that way. Beer is also made out  of grain.  Bottoms up! <br />
<br />
Q: How  can I calculate my body/fat  ratio? <br />
A: Well,  if you have a body and you have  fat, your ratio is one  to one.  <br />
If you have two bodies, your  ratio is two to  one, etc. <br />
<br />
Q: What  are some of  the advantages of participating in a regular  exercise  program? <br />
A: Can't  think of a single one, sorry.  My  philosophy is: No  Pain...Good!<br />
<br />
Q:  Aren't  fried  foods bad for you?  <br />
A:  YOU'RE  NOT  LISTENING!!! .....  Foods are fried these days in  vegetable oil.  In fact,  they're permeated in it.  How could  getting more  vegetables be bad for  you?  <br />
<br />
Q:  Will  sit-ups  help prevent me from getting a little soft  around  the middle? <br />
A: Definitely  not! When  you exercise a muscle, it gets bigger. <br />
              You  should only be  doing sit-ups if you want a bigger   stomach.  <br />
<br />
Q:  Is   chocolate bad for me?  <br />
A:  Are you crazy? HELLO   Cocoa  beans ! Another vegetable!!! It's the best feel-good food around! <br />
<br />
Q:  Is   swimming good for your figure?  <br />
A:  If swimming is good for your figure,  explain whales to me. <br />
<br />
Q:  Is getting   in-shape important for my   lifestyle?  <br />
A:  Hey!  'Round' is  a shape!  <br />
<br />
Well,   I hope this has cleared up any misconceptions you may  have had about  food  and diets. <br />
<br />
And  remember:<br />
<br />
'Life should  NOT  be a journey to the grave with the intention <br />
of  arriving  safely in an attractive and well preserved  body, but rather  to skid in sideways - Chardonnay in one  hand - chocolate in  the other - <br />
body thoroughly used up,  totally worn out and   <br />
screaming 'WOO  HOO, What a  Ride' <br />
<br />
And For  those of you who watch what you eat, here's the final  word on nutrition and health. <br />
It's a relief to know the  truth after all those conflicting nutritional  studies.  <br />
<br />
1. The Japanese eat  very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than  Americans.<br />
<br />
2. The Mexicans  eat a lot of  fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. <br />
<br />
3. The Chinese  drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans.<br />
<br />
4. The Italians drink a lot of red  wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than  Americans.  <br />
<br />
5. The Germans  drink a lot of beers and eat lots of  sausages and fats and suffer fewer heart attacks than Americans. <br />
<br />
CONCLUSION<br />
<br />
Eat and drink what you like.<br />
Speaking  English is apparently what kills  you.</div>

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			<title>Deaf Wife</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:16:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[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 on...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A man feared his wife wasn't hearing as well<br />
As she used to and he thought she might need a hearing aid. <br />
<br />
Not quite sure how to approach her on the subject,<br />
 He called the family doctor to discuss the problem. <br />
<br />
The Doctor told him there is a simple informal<br />
Test the husband could perform to give the doctor a<br />
Better idea about her hearing loss. <br />
<br />
Here's what you do,&quot; said the Doctor,<br />
&quot;stand about 40 feet away from her and say something in a<br />
Normal conversational speaking tone see if she hears you. <br />
<br />
If not, go to 30 feet, then 20 feet,<br />
<br />
And so on until you get a response.&quot; <br />
<br />
That evening, the wife is in the kitchen cooking<br />
Dinner, and he was in the Lounge. He says to himself,<br />
&quot;I'm about 40 feet away, let's see what happens.&quot;  <br />
<br />
Then in a normal tone he asks,<br />
'Honey, what's for dinner?&quot; <br />
<br />
No response. <br />
<br />
So the husband moves closer to the kitchen,<br />
<br />
About 30 feet from his wife and repeats,<br />
<br />
&quot;Honey, what's for dinner?&quot; <br />
<br />
Still no response. <br />
<br />
Next he moves into the dining room where he is<br />
About 20 feet from his wife and asks,<br />
<br />
&quot;Honey, what's for dinner?&quot; <br />
<br />
Again he gets no response. <br />
<br />
So, he walks up to the kitchen door, about 10<br />
Feet away. &quot;Honey, what's for dinner?&quot;<br />
<br />
Again there is no response.<br />
So he walks right up behind her.<br />
<br />
&quot;Honey, what's for dinner?&quot;<br />
<br />
&quot;Ralph!, for the FIFTH time,  -  it's CHICKEN!&quot;</div>

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			<title>Letter from Grandma</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 13 Nov 2009 14:51:59 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>A man moves into a nudist colony. He receives a letter from his grandmother asking him to send her a current photo of himself in his new location. 
...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A man moves into a nudist colony. He receives a letter from his grandmother asking him to send her a current photo of himself in his new location.<br />
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     <br />
<br />
    Too embarrassed to let her know that he lives in a nudist colony,<br />
<br />
    he cuts a photo in half and mails it.<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    The next day he discovers that he had accidentally sent the<br />
<br />
    bottom half of the photo. He's really worried but then<br />
<br />
    remembers how bad his grandmother's eyesight is,<br />
<br />
    and hopes she won't notice.<br />
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     <br />
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     <br />
<br />
    A few weeks later, he receives a letter from his Grandmother.<br />
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    It says: &quot;Thank you for the picture.  Change your hairstyle... it makes your nose look too short.&quot; Love, Grandma</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[Habenero's Revenge -]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 12 Nov 2009 21:02:12 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>DO NOT read this if you have to pee.... 
 
              
 
        I went to the Home Depot recently while not being altogether sure that course of...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>DO NOT read this if you have to pee....<br />
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        I went to the Home Depot recently while not being altogether sure that course of action was a wise one.. You see, the previous evening I had prepared and consumed a massive quantity of my patented 'you're definitely going to s**t yourself' roadkill chili. Tasty stuff, albeit hot to the point of being painful, which comes with a written guarantee from me that if you eat it, the next day both of your butt cheeks WILL fall off. <br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    Here's the thing. I had awakened that morning, and even after two cups of coffee (and all of you know what I mean) nothing happened.. No 'Watson's Movement 2'. Despite habanera peppers swimming their way through my intestinal tract, I was unable to create the usual morning symphony referred to by my dear wife as 'thunder and lightning'. Knowing that a time of reckoning HAD to come, yet not sure of just when, I bravely set off for the Depot, my quest being paint and supplies to refinish the den.<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    Upon entering the store at first all seemed normal. I selected a cart and began pushing it about dropping items in for purchase. It wasn't until I was at the opposite end of the store from the restrooms that the pain hit me. Oh, don't look at me like you don't know what I'm talking about. I'm referring to that 'Uh, Oh, S**t, gotta go' pain that always seems to hit us at the wrong time. The thing is, this pain was different.  The habaneros in the chili from the night before were staging a revolt.<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    In a mad rush for freedom they bullied their way through the small intestines, forcing their way into the large intestines, and before I could take one step in the direction of the restrooms which would bring sweet relief, it happened. The peppers fired a warning shot.<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    There I stood, alone in the paint and stain section, suddenly enveloped in a noxious cloud the likes of which has never before been recorded. I was afraid to move for fear that more of this vile odor might escape me. Slowly, oh so slowly, the pressure seemed to leave the lower part of my body, and I began to move up the aisle and out of it, just as a red aproned clerk turned the corner and asked if I needed any help. I don't know what made me do it, but I stopped to see what his reaction would be to the malodorous effluvium that refused to dissipate. Have you ever been torn in two different directions emotionally? Here's what I mean, and I'm sure some of you at least will be able to relate. I could've warned that poor clerk, but didn't. I simply watched as he walked into an invisible, and apparently indestructible, wall of odor so terrible that all he could do before gathering his senses and running, was to stand there blinking and waving his arms about his head as though trying to ward off angry bees. This, of course, made me feel terrible, but then made me laugh.. .......BIG mistake!!!!!<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    Here's the thing. When you laugh, it's hard to keep things 'clamped down', if you know what I mean. With each new guffaw an explosive issue burst forth from my nether region. Some were so loud and echoing that I was later told a few folks in other aisles had ducked, fearing that someone was robbing the store and firing off a shotgun. Suddenly things were no longer funny.. 'It' was coming, and I raced off through the store towards the restrooms, laying down a cloud the whole way, praying that I'd make it before the grand mal assplosion took place. Luck was on my side. Just in the nick of time I got to the john , began the inevitable 'Oh my God', floating above the toilet seat because my ass is burning SO BAD, purging. One poor fellow walked in while I was in the middle of what is the true meaning of 'Shock and Awe' . He made a gagging sound, and disgustedly said, 'Sonofabitch!, did it smell that bad when you ate it?', then quickly left.<br />
<br />
     <br />
<br />
    Once finished and I left the restroom, reacquired my partially filled cart intending to carry on with my shopping when a store employee approached me and said, 'Sir, you might want to step outside for a few minutes. It appears some prankster set off a stink bomb in the store. The manager is going to run the vent fans on high for a minute or two which ought to take care of the problem.' My smirking of course set me off again, causing residual gases to escape me. The employee took one sniff, jumped back pulling his shirt up to cover his nose and, pointing at me in an accusing manner shouted, 'IT'S YOU!', then ran off returning moments later with the manager. I was unceremoniously escorted from the premises and asked none too kindly not to return. Home again without my supplies, I realized that there was nothing to eat but leftover chili, so I consumed two more bowls. The next day I went to shop at Lowe's. I can't say anymore about that because we are in court over the whole matter.<br />
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     Bastards claim they're going to have to repaint the store..</div>

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			<title>Martyrs</title>
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			<pubDate>Wed, 11 Nov 2009 06:59:47 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>Two Muslim mothers are comparing notes. 
 
The older of the Muslim mothers pulls out her bag  and 
starts flipping through family photos and ...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Two Muslim mothers are comparing notes.<br />
<br />
The older of the Muslim mothers pulls out her bag  and<br />
starts flipping through family photos and  reminiscing.<br />
<br />
“This is my oldest son, Mohamed. He would have  been<br />
24 now.”<br />
<br />
The other Mom replies, “I remember him as a  baby.”<br />
<br />
The first mother says, “He’s a martyr  now.”<br />
<br />
“Oh, that’s so sad, my dear.”<br />
<br />
Then the first  mother flips to another picture. “And<br />
this is my second son,  Abdul. He would have been 21.”<br />
<br />
“Oh I remember him. He had  such curly hair when he<br />
was born.”<br />
<br />
The first mother sighs,  “He’s also a martyr.”<br />
<br />
”Oh gracious me!” says the second  mother.<br />
<br />
“And this is my third son. My  beautiful<br />
Ahmed!  He would have been 18 this  year.”<br />
<br />
“Yes,” says her friend enthusiastically, ”I  remember<br />
when he first started school.”<br />
<br />
“He’s also a  martyr,” the first mother says. She sobs.<br />
Her eyes now fill with  tears.<br />
<br />
After a pause and a deep sigh, the second  Muslim<br />
mother looks wistfully at the photos, gently lays her  hand<br />
on the first woman's shoulder and says:<br />
<br />
&quot;They blow up  so fast, don’t  they</div>

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			<title>To Jail!</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 10 Nov 2009 19:36:47 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>A Virginia State trooper pulled a car over on I-64 about 2 miles south of the  
Virginia/ West Virgina State line. When the trooper asked the driver...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A Virginia State trooper pulled a car over on I-64 about 2 miles south of the <br />
Virginia/ West Virgina State line. When the trooper asked the driver why he was <br />
Speeding, the driver said he was a Magician and Juggler and was on his way to <br />
Beckley WV to do a show at the Shrine Circus. He didn't want to be late.<br />
<br />
The trooper told the driver he was fascinated by juggling and said if the driver <br />
Would do a little juggling for him then he wouldn't give him a ticket. He told <br />
The trooper he had sent his equipment ahead and didn't have anything to juggle. <br />
The trooper said he had some flares in the trunk and asked if he could juggle <br />
Them. The juggler said he could, so the trooper got 5 flares, lit them and <br />
Handed them to him..<br />
<br />
While the man was juggling, a car pulled in behind the patrol car. A drunken <br />
Good old boy from West Virginia got out, watched the performance, then went over <br />
To the patrol car, opened the rear door and got in. The trooper observed him and <br />
Went over to the patrol car, opened the door asking the drunk what he thought he <br />
Was doing.<br />
<br />
The drunk replied, 'You might as well take my butt to jail, cause there ain't no <br />
way I can pass that test.'</div>

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			<title><![CDATA[It's a Trap]]></title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 09 Nov 2009 07:05:57 GMT</pubDate>
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A large group of Taliban soldiers are moving down a road when they<br />
Hear a voice call from behind a sand-dune say, &quot;One Marine is better<br />
Than ten Taliban.&quot;<br />
The Taliban commander quickly sends 10 of his best soldiers over the<br />
Dune whereupon a gun-battle breaks out and continues for a few minutes,<br />
Then silence.<br />
The voice then calls out, &quot;One Marine is better than a hundred Taliban<br />
Soldiers.&quot;<br />
Furious, the Taliban commander sends his next best 100 troops over the<br />
Dune and instantly a huge gun fight commences. After 10 minutes of<br />
Battle, again silence.<br />
The Marine voice calls out, &quot;One Marine is better than one thousand<br />
Taliban.&quot;<br />
The enraged Taliban commander musters a thousand fighters and sends<br />
Them over the dune. Cannon, rocket, and machine gun fire rings out as a<br />
Huge battle is fought.<br />
Then silence. Finally one wounded Taliban fighter crawls back over the<br />
Dune and with his dying words tells his commander, &quot;Don't send any more<br />
Men, it's a trap. There are two of them.&quot;:D</div>

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			<title>South Park</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 16:36:16 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Last nights episode of South Park was hilarious. If you didn’t see it I sugget you all check it out. 
 
It's called the F word. The boys fight back...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Last nights episode of South Park was hilarious. If you didn’t see it I sugget you all check it out.<br />
<br />
It's called the F word. The boys fight back against loud and obnoxious Harley Riders.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.southparkstudios.com/episodes/251889" target="_blank">South Park Episode Player - The F Word</a><br />
<br />
Please note that it contains adult language and themes.</div>

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			<dc:creator>joeknez</dc:creator>
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			<title>How not to park your bike....</title>
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			<pubDate>Thu, 05 Nov 2009 04:21:41 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>while not wearing any pants. 
 
YouTube - Dumb Biker Slams Full Speed Into Gate (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YVigjgw63A) 
 
I picked the one off...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>while not wearing any pants.<br />
<br />
<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3YVigjgw63A" target="_blank">YouTube - Dumb Biker Slams Full Speed Into Gate</a><br />
<br />
I picked the one off YouTube with the music added because....well, it was just funnier.</div>

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			<dc:creator>Mr. Big</dc:creator>
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			<title>Elks</title>
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			<pubDate>Sun, 01 Nov 2009 21:58:11 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[Elk Sex  
 
  
 
Two guys are drinking in a bar. 
One says, "Did you know that Elks have sex 10 to 15 times a night?" 
"Aw crap..," says his friend,...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>Elk Sex <br />
<br />
 <br />
<br />
Two guys are drinking in a bar.<br />
One says, &quot;Did you know that Elks have sex 10 to 15 times a night?&quot;<br />
&quot;Aw crap..,&quot; says his friend, &quot;and I just joined the Shriners!&quot;</div>

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			<dc:creator>texan321</dc:creator>
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			<title>Income opportunity ???</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 31 Oct 2009 10:27:03 GMT</pubDate>
			<description>A little old lady is walking down the street dragging two large plastic 
garbage bags behind her. 
 
One of the bags rips, and every once in a while...</description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A little old lady is walking down the street dragging two large plastic<br />
garbage bags behind her.<br />
<br />
One of the bags rips, and every once in a while a $20 bill falls out<br />
onto the sidewalk.<br />
<br />
Noticing this, a policeman stops her, and says, &quot;Ma'am, there are $20<br />
bills falling out of your bag.&quot;<br />
<br />
&quot;Oh, really?  Darn,&quot; says the little old lady. &quot;I'd better go back, and<br />
see if I can find them.<br />
Thanks for telling me...&quot;<br />
<br />
Well, now, not so fast,&quot; says the cop.  &quot;How did you get all that money?<br />
You didn't steal it, did you?&quot;<br />
<br />
&quot;Oh, no,' says the little old lady.  You see, my back yard is<br />
right next to the football stadium parking lot.  On game days,<br />
a lot of fans come and pee through the fence into my flower<br />
garden.  So, I stand behind the fence with my hedge clippers.<br />
Each time some guy sticks his thing through the fence, I grab<br />
it and I say,  '$20 or off it comes!'&quot;<br />
<br />
<br />
OK, that seems only fair,&quot; laughs the cop.  &quot;So, good luck.<br />
Oh, by the way, what's in the other bag?&quot;<br />
<br />
<br />
<br />
&quot;Well, you know&quot;, says the little old lady, &quot;not everybody pays.&quot;</div>

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			<dc:creator>Wrightturn</dc:creator>
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			<title>Dog for Sale</title>
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			<pubDate>Fri, 30 Oct 2009 03:30:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<description><![CDATA[A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale' He rings...]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<div>A guy is driving around the back woods of Montana and he sees a sign in front of a broken down shanty-style house: 'Talking Dog For Sale' He rings the bell and the owner appears and tells him the dog is in the backyard.<br />
<br />
The guy goes into the backyard and sees a nice looking Labrador retriever sitting there.<br />
<br />
<br />
'You talk?' he asks. <br />
<br />
<br />
'Yep,' the Lab replies. <br />
<br />
<br />
After the guy recovers from the shock of hearing a dog talk, he says 'So, what's your story?' <br />
The Lab looks up and says, 'Well, I discovered that I could talk when I was pretty young. I wanted to help the government, so I told the CIA. In no time at all they had me jetting from country to country, sitting in rooms with spies and world leaders, because no one figured a dog would be eavesdropping.' <br />
'I was one of their most valuable spies for eight years running. But the jetting around really tired me out, and I knew I wasn't getting any younger so I decided to settle down. I signed up for a job at the airport to do some undercover security, wandering near suspicious characters and listening in. I uncovered some incredible dealings and was awarded a batch of medals.' 'I got married, had a mess of puppies, and now I'm just retired.' <br />
<br />
The guy is amazed. He goes back in and asks the owner what he wants for the dog. <br />
<br />
<br />
'Ten dollars,' the guy says.<br />
<br />
<br />
'Ten dollars? This dog is amazing! Why on earth are you selling him so cheap?'<br />
 <br />
<br />
'Because he's a liar. He never did any of that s**t.'</div>

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			<dc:creator>Mr. Big</dc:creator>
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