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term='popular'/><category term='Prison'/><category term='deputy Prime minister'/><category term='One Liners'/><category term='aspirin'/><category term='UPS'/><category term='Crocodile'/><title type='text'>Stupid eMails, fun emails, jokes emails</title><subtitle type='html'>Stupid eMails, fun emails, jokes emails</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Admin</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03988088367092354297</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>282</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7404133641930103882</id><published>2010-08-04T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T07:07:17.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thief'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Someone Else Will</title><summary type='text'>fish vendor: only 50 cents, very very fresh ,if you dont someone else will.thief: how much do you havefish vendor : only 50 centsthief : are you trying to be fresh with mefish vendor: very very freshthief: do you want me to kill youfish vendor :if you don't someone else will.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7404133641930103882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/someone-else-will.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7404133641930103882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7404133641930103882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/someone-else-will.html' title='Someone Else Will'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5076593737432551978</id><published>2010-08-04T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T07:05:02.097-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Monkey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Ugliest Baby</title><summary type='text'>A woman gets on a bus with her baby. The bus driver says: “That's the ugliest baby that I've ever seen. Ugh!” The woman goes to the rear of the bus and sits down, fuming. She says to a man next to her: “The driver just insulted me!”The man says: “You go right up there and tell him off – go ahead, I'll hold your monkey for you.”</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5076593737432551978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/ugliest-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5076593737432551978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5076593737432551978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/ugliest-baby.html' title='Ugliest Baby'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8712282982489636874</id><published>2010-08-03T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:55:00.582-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Small Boy and A Kind Old Man</title><summary type='text'>An old man was walking down the street one day when he noticed a very small boy trying to press a doorbell on a house across the street.However, the boy was very small and the doorbell was too high for him to reach.After watching the boy's efforts for some time, the old man moved closer to the boy's position.He stepped smartly across the street, walked up behind the little fellow and, placing his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8712282982489636874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/small-boy-and-kind-old-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8712282982489636874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8712282982489636874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/small-boy-and-kind-old-man.html' title='A Small Boy and A Kind Old Man'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8960951796531148706</id><published>2010-08-03T07:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T07:50:42.191-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='In-laws'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>In-Laws</title><summary type='text'>A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically,"Relatives of yours?""Yep," the wife replied, "in-laws."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8960951796531148706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-laws.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8960951796531148706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8960951796531148706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-laws.html' title='In-Laws'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8510490221050606035</id><published>2010-08-02T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:14:57.900-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Pig</title><summary type='text'>A deer Hunter, a sportsman, and father of 3 sons, was anxious to share his latest kill with his family for Sunday dinner. He didn't want his sons to refuse tasting the delicious venison, so he sat the boys down to dinner without telling them what the meat was they were about to eat."Oh come on Dad," said the oldest son. "What is this meat?""Just taste it," said the father, "You will love it."The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8510490221050606035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/pig.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8510490221050606035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8510490221050606035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/pig.html' title='Pig'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5201016002509283542</id><published>2010-08-02T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T08:15:41.195-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Men And Women</title><summary type='text'>A woman worries about the future until she gets a husband.A man never worries about the future until he gets a wife.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5201016002509283542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/men-and-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5201016002509283542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5201016002509283542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/men-and-women.html' title='Men And Women'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-9130340689017839294</id><published>2010-08-01T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T05:37:26.207-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Idiot</title><summary type='text'>Son: Dad, what is an idiot?Dad: An idiot is a person who tries to explain his ideas in such a strange and long way that another person who is listening to him can't understand him. Do you understand me?Son: No.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/9130340689017839294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/idiot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/9130340689017839294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/9130340689017839294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/idiot.html' title='Idiot'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8998247714832863978</id><published>2010-08-01T05:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T05:33:26.670-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>My Husband's Drunk</title><summary type='text'>A man and his wife were traveling down the highway when they saw the lights of a patrol car behind them. When they pulled over, the patrol man came up to the window and said,"I am going to give you two tickets. One because you were speeding and one because you didn't have your seat belt fastened." The man said, "I did too have my seat belt fastened. I just loosened it when you came up to the car.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8998247714832863978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-husbands-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8998247714832863978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8998247714832863978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/08/my-husbands-drunk.html' title='My Husband&apos;s Drunk'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-232513795758727201</id><published>2010-07-31T07:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T05:42:40.124-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Marriage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>3 Rings Circus</title><summary type='text'>Marriage is a three ring circus ...engagement ring, wedding ring and suffering ...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/232513795758727201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-rings-circus.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/232513795758727201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/232513795758727201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/3-rings-circus.html' title='3 Rings Circus'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6829954584700294663</id><published>2010-07-31T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T07:35:45.499-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wedding'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Wedding Video Backwards</title><summary type='text'>I'm going to watch my wedding video later 'backwards'. I love the end bit when she takes the ring off, goes back down the aisle and jumps in the car.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6829954584700294663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wedding-video-backwards.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6829954584700294663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6829954584700294663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wedding-video-backwards.html' title='Wedding Video Backwards'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6893735055387889967</id><published>2010-07-30T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T06:51:31.394-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Nothing!!!</title><summary type='text'>A man in a bar sees a friend at a table, drinking by himself. Approaching the friend he comments, "You look terrible. What's the problem?""My mother died in June," he said, "and left me $10,000.""Gee, that's tough," he replied."Then in July," the friend continued, "My father died leaving me $50,000.""Wow. Two parents gone in two months. No wonder you're depressed.""And last month my aunt died, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6893735055387889967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6893735055387889967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6893735055387889967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/nothing.html' title='Nothing!!!'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1269691123373494135</id><published>2010-07-30T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T06:50:20.818-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prison'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Wise Son</title><summary type='text'>An aging man lived alone in Ireland. His only son was in Long Kesh Prison and he didn't know anyone who would spade up his potato garden. The old man wrote to his son about it and received this reply."For Heavens SAKES, don't dig up that garden, that's where I buried the GUNS!!!At 4 A.M. the next morning a dozen British soldiers showed up and dug up the entire garden, but didn't find any </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1269691123373494135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wise-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1269691123373494135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1269691123373494135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wise-boy.html' title='Wise Son'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-812725598918150994</id><published>2010-07-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:24:29.602-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Valentine&apos; day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Meaning Of Dreams</title><summary type='text'>After she woke up, a woman told her husband, "I just dreamed that you gave me a pearl necklace for Valentine's day.What do you think it means?""You'll know tonight," he said.That evening, the man came home with a package and gave it to his wife. Delighted, she opened it - to find a book entitled,"The meaning of dreams"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/812725598918150994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/meaning-of-dreams.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/812725598918150994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/812725598918150994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/meaning-of-dreams.html' title='The Meaning Of Dreams'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1354548651035936381</id><published>2010-07-29T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T08:21:43.188-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>F*ckin' French Toast</title><summary type='text'>Three kids come down to the kitchen and sit around the breakfast table.The mother asks the oldest boy what he'd like to eat. "I'll have some f*ckin' French toast," he says.The mother is outraged at his language, hits him, and sends him upstairs.She asks the middle child what he wants. "Well, I guess that leaves more f*ckin' French toast for me," he says. She is livid, smacks him, and sends him </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1354548651035936381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/fckin-french-toast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1354548651035936381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1354548651035936381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/fckin-french-toast.html' title='F*ckin&apos; French Toast'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3827396406776995045</id><published>2010-07-28T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:27:28.024-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Anger Management</title><summary type='text'>Husband: every time I hit you, you never fight back. how do you manage your anger?Wife: I clean the toilet seat.............Husband: how does it helpWife: I use your toothbrush!!!!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3827396406776995045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/anger-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3827396406776995045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3827396406776995045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/anger-management.html' title='Anger Management'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7387829185553228538</id><published>2010-07-28T08:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T08:28:17.644-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mankind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>How Was The Mankind Created</title><summary type='text'>A little girl asked her mother, "How did the human race appear?"The mother answered, "God made Adam and Eve and they had children, and so was all mankind made.."Two days later the girl asked her father the same question.. The father answered, "Many years ago there were monkeys from which the human race evolved."The confused girl returned to her mother and said, "Mom, how is it possible that you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7387829185553228538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-was-mankind-created.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7387829185553228538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7387829185553228538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/how-was-mankind-created.html' title='How Was The Mankind Created'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3152995154919729418</id><published>2010-07-27T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T05:44:17.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Problem</title><summary type='text'>Fred is 32 years old and he is still single.One day a friend asked, "Why aren't you married? Can't you find a  woman who will be a good wife?"Fred replied, "Actually, I've found many women I wanted to marry,  but when I bring them home to meet my parents, my mother doesn't like  them."His friend thinks for a moment and says, "I've got the perfect  solution, just find a blonde who's just like your</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3152995154919729418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/problem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3152995154919729418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3152995154919729418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/problem.html' title='Problem'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2632533003373120723</id><published>2010-07-27T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T05:27:56.914-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Lazy Man</title><summary type='text'>A man told his doctor he wasn't able to do all the things around the  house like he used to.When the examination was complete, he said "Now Doc, tell me in  plain English what is wrong with me.""Well in plain English," the doctor replied, "you're just lazy.""Okay," said the man. "Now give me the medical term so I can tell my  wife."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2632533003373120723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/lazy-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2632533003373120723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2632533003373120723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/lazy-man.html' title='A Lazy Man'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6891959971389257003</id><published>2010-07-26T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:24:07.643-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Computer Jokes</title><summary type='text'>* There was once a young man who, in his youth, professed his desire to become a great writer.When asked to define "Great" he said,"I want to write stuff that the whole world will read, stuff that people will react to on a truly emotional level, stuff that will make them scream, cry, howl in pain and anger!"He now works for Microsoft, writing error messages.* What's the difference between a </summary><link 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7421492289740106706</id><published>2010-07-26T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T08:20:49.997-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Computers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Frog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Talking Frog And A Computer Programmer</title><summary type='text'>A man was crossing a road one day when a frog called out to him and said, "If you kiss me, I'll turn into a beautiful princess."He bent over, picked up the frog, and put it in his pocket.The frog spoke up again and said, "If you kiss me and turn me back into a beautiful princess, I will tell everyone how smart and brave you are and how you are my hero" The man took the frog out of his pocket, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7421492289740106706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/talking-frog-and-computer-programmer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7421492289740106706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7421492289740106706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/talking-frog-and-computer-programmer.html' title='A Talking Frog And A Computer Programmer'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1439628393561106403</id><published>2010-07-24T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:38:26.273-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pet Store'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Parrot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Wise Parrot</title><summary type='text'>A lady is walking down the street to work and she sees a parrot in a pet  store. The parrot says to her, "Hey lady, you are really ugly." Well,  the lady is furious! And she storms past the store to her work. On the  way home she saw the same parrot in the window and the parrot said to  her, "Hey lady, you are really ugly." Well, she was incredibly ticked  now. The next day see saw the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1439628393561106403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wise-parrot.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1439628393561106403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1439628393561106403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/wise-parrot.html' title='Wise Parrot'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2813792325062368205</id><published>2010-07-24T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-24T09:37:12.210-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Talent Scout'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Talking Dog</title><summary type='text'>A guy has a talking dog. He brings it to a talent scout."This dog can speak English," he claims to the unimpressed agent.The guys says to the dog, "What's on the top of a house?" "Roof!"  the dog replies. "Oh, come on..." the talent agent responds. "All dogs  go 'roof'." "No, wait," the guy says.He asks the dog, "What does sandpaper feel like?" "Rough!" the dog  answers. The talent agent gives a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2813792325062368205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/talking-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2813792325062368205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2813792325062368205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/talking-dog.html' title='Talking Dog'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7792217636284289934</id><published>2010-07-23T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:47:26.162-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Amazing Dog</title><summary type='text'>A man is walking home when he sees a dog buying meat for his owner.The  man watches the dog when the butcher takes a little to much and growls  and him until he gets the right amount.The man follows the dog and watches as the dog stands on two legs  and helps an old lady across the street.Amazed the man follows the dog home and watches the dog ring the  doorbell. When the owner comes to the door </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7792217636284289934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/amazing-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7792217636284289934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7792217636284289934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/amazing-dog.html' title='Amazing Dog'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2382335876513386936</id><published>2010-07-23T09:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-23T09:44:16.425-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dog'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pink Panther'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>That is not my dog</title><summary type='text'>(Scene from one of the old Pink Panther films)"Does your dog bite?""No."(Tries to touch dog. Dog bites him)"Argh! I thought you said your dog doesn't bite!""That is not my dog."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2382335876513386936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-is-not-my-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2382335876513386936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2382335876513386936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/that-is-not-my-dog.html' title='That is not my dog'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3016916289591113549</id><published>2010-07-22T09:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:57:55.785-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Imaginations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Imaginations</title><summary type='text'>imagine that you are in the forest where there is a tiger in front of you  right about to eat you. What do you do?...U stop imagining...</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3016916289591113549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/imaginations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3016916289591113549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3016916289591113549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/imaginations.html' title='Imaginations'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8894079873698592754</id><published>2010-07-22T09:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T09:49:06.548-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Penguin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Black &amp; White</title><summary type='text'>What goes black white black white.........?A penguin rolling down a hill!What's black and white and laughing?  The penguin who pushed him!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8894079873698592754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-white.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8894079873698592754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8894079873698592754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/black-white.html' title='Black &amp; White'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7767631643970600516</id><published>2010-07-01T05:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:58:02.077-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Minnesota'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ohio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Family Trip</title><summary type='text'>Summer vacation was over and the teacher asked a little boy about his family trip.  "We visited my grandmother  in Minneapolis, Minnesota."The teacher asked, "Good, can you tell the class how you spell that?" little boy said, "Actually, we went to Ohio."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7767631643970600516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-trip.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7767631643970600516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7767631643970600516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/family-trip.html' title='Family Trip'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5343571173735913176</id><published>2010-07-01T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T05:55:38.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Report Card'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Scary Report Card</title><summary type='text'>A father said to his son, "let me see your report card."boy replied, "I don't have it.""Why not?" His father asked."My friend just borrowed it. He wants to scare his parents."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5343571173735913176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/scary-report-card.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5343571173735913176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5343571173735913176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/07/scary-report-card.html' title='Scary Report Card'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4293794958244330074</id><published>2010-06-30T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:31:05.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Clever Boy</title><summary type='text'>"Hey, Mom," asked a little boy, "can you give me twenty dollars?" "Certainly not!" answered his mother. "If you do," the boy went on, "I'll tell you what dad said to the maid when you were at the beauty shop."His mother's ears perked up and, grabbing her purse, she handed over the money. "Well? what did he say?" "He said, 'Hey, Juanita, make sure you wash my socks tomorrow.'"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4293794958244330074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/clever-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4293794958244330074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4293794958244330074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/clever-boy.html' title='Clever Boy'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4652518291999296258</id><published>2010-06-30T11:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:39:47.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Stupid Who?</title><summary type='text'>One day there is a couple of kids in a psychology class. The teacher stands up and says to the class "stand up if u think you're stupid!" after about 5 minutes a little boy stood up and the teacher says "do you think you're stupid kid?"To which that little boy replies "No miss i just hate to see you standing there all by yourself!!!"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4652518291999296258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/stupid-who.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4652518291999296258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4652518291999296258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/stupid-who.html' title='Stupid Who?'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1248327123860000485</id><published>2010-06-28T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:49:40.361-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Teacher'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>An Unusual Event</title><summary type='text'>The composition teacher asked the class to write about an unusual event that happened during the past week.A little boy got up and read his essay.It began, "Daddy fell into the well last week..." "My goodness!" the teacher exclaimed."Is he all right?" "He must be," said the boy. "He stopped yelling for help yesterday."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1248327123860000485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/unusual-event.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1248327123860000485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1248327123860000485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/unusual-event.html' title='An Unusual Event'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7430018753826871729</id><published>2010-06-28T22:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T22:20:23.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Men And Women</title><summary type='text'>What a woman says:"This place is a mess! C'mon, you and I need to clean up, Your stuff is lying on the floor and you'll have no clothes to wear if we don't do laundry right now!?"What a man hears:blah, blah, blah, blah, C'MONblah, blah, blah, blah, YOU AND Iblah, blah, blah, blah, ON THE FLOORblah, blah, blah, blah, NO CLOTHESblah, blah, blah, blah, RIGHT NOW</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7430018753826871729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/men-and-women.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7430018753826871729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7430018753826871729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/men-and-women.html' title='Men And Women'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-637721871304116833</id><published>2010-06-26T10:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T10:31:57.473-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>What Men Really Mean</title><summary type='text'>"It's a guy thing."Really means...."There is no rational thought pattern connected with it, and you have no chance at all of making it logical.""Can I help with dinner?"Really means...."Why isn't it already on the table?""Uh huh," "Sure, honey," or "Yes, dear."Really means....Absolutely nothing. It's a conditioned response."It would take too long to explain."Really means..."I have no idea how it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/637721871304116833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-men-really-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/637721871304116833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/637721871304116833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-men-really-mean.html' title='What Men Really Mean'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-724385645661557683</id><published>2010-06-26T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T11:02:03.611-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>What Women Really Mean</title><summary type='text'>"It's a gal thing."No = YesYes = NoMaybe = NoI'm sorry = You'll be sorryWe need = I wantIt's your decision = The correct decision should be obviousDo what you want = You'll pay for this laterWe need to talk = I need to complainSure, go ahead = I don't want you to do thatI'm not upset = Of course I'm upsetYou're so manly = You need a shave and you sweat a lotBe romantic and turn out the lights = I</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/724385645661557683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-women-really-mean.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/724385645661557683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/724385645661557683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/what-women-really-mean.html' title='What Women Really Mean'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7477422299998631865</id><published>2010-06-25T08:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T09:56:28.145-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Men And Women'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Smarter Woman</title><summary type='text'>A woman and a man are involved in a car accident; it's a bad one. Both of their cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are hurt.After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "Wow, just look at our cars! There's nothing left, but fortunately we are unhurt. This must be a sign from God that we should meet and be friends and live together in peace for the rest of our days."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7477422299998631865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/smarter-woman.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7477422299998631865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7477422299998631865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/smarter-woman.html' title='Smarter Woman'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-161601583701309127</id><published>2010-06-25T07:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T08:25:21.696-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Quiz</title><summary type='text'>Questions:01: What's the difference between a good lawyer  and a great lawyer?02: When is an elf not an elf?03: What's orange and sounds like a parrot?04: What do you call a sheep with no legs?05: How do you stop a fish from smelling?06: Why was the Energizer Bunny arrested?07: Why don't aliens eat clowns?08: There are 2 cowboys in the kitchen. Which one is the real cowboy?09: What do you call a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/161601583701309127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/161601583701309127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/161601583701309127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/quiz.html' title='Quiz'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4322814805702535131</id><published>2010-06-24T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T10:58:02.938-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Bus Full Of Politicians</title><summary type='text'>A bus load of politicians...were driving down an old country road, when the bus they were in ran off the road and crashed into a tree in an old farmer's field. The old farmer, after seeing what happened, went over to investigate.A few days later, the local sheriff came out looking for the missing politicos, saw the crashed bus, and asked the farmer where all the politicians had gone.The farmer </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4322814805702535131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/bus-full-of-politicians.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4322814805702535131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4322814805702535131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/bus-full-of-politicians.html' title='A Bus Full Of Politicians'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-9114683224873018628</id><published>2010-06-24T09:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T11:08:03.971-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Funny Questions And Answers</title><summary type='text'>Q: What Do You Call A Boomerang That Doesn't work?A: A Stick.Q: What Do You Call Cheese That Isn't Yours?A: Nacho Cheese.Q: What Do You Call Santa's Helpers?A: Subordinate Clauses.Q: What Do You Call Four Bullfighters in Quicksand?A: Quatro Sinko.Q: What Do You Get From A Pampered Cow?A: Spoiled Milk.Q: What Lies At The Bottom Of The Ocean And Twitches?A: A Nervous Wreck.Q: Why Do Gorillas Have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/9114683224873018628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-questions-and-answers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/9114683224873018628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/9114683224873018628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/funny-questions-and-answers.html' title='Funny Questions And Answers'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6574311175168548820</id><published>2010-06-23T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:22:44.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Some Dumb Bush Quotes</title><summary type='text'>Top 50 Dumbest Things President George W. Bush said in his first term:50. "I promise you I will listen to what has been said here, even though I wasn't here." —at the President's Economic Forum in Waco, Texas, Aug. 13, 200249. "We spent a lot of time talking about Africa, as we should. Africa is a nation that suffers from incredible disease." — Gothenburg, Sweden, June 14, 200148. "You teach a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6574311175168548820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-dumb-bush-quotes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6574311175168548820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6574311175168548820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-dumb-bush-quotes.html' title='Some Dumb Bush Quotes'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6139263163599675931</id><published>2010-06-23T10:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:17:00.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Blonde In Library</title><summary type='text'>A blonde walks into the library. She walks up to the counter, SLAMS a book down and screams at the librarian, - "This is the WORST book I've ever read!" "It has NO plot and far too many characters!"The librarian looks up and calmly remarks - "So, you're the one who took our phone book..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6139263163599675931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/blonde-in-library.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6139263163599675931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6139263163599675931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/blonde-in-library.html' title='Blonde In Library'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6586663864790458908</id><published>2010-06-22T11:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:27:01.655-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Politician</title><summary type='text'>An older couple had a son, who was still living with his parents. The parents were a little worried, as the son was still unable to decide about his future career. They decided to do a small test. They took a ten-dollar bill, a bible, and a bottle of whiskey, and put them on the front hall table, and hid, pretending they're not home.The father's plan was: "If our son takes the money, he will be a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6586663864790458908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/politician.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6586663864790458908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6586663864790458908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/politician.html' title='Politician'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1614661886491976121</id><published>2010-06-22T11:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:40:26.903-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bureaucracy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Learn To Create Bureaucracy, Policy, And Procedures</title><summary type='text'>1. Start with a cage containing five apes.  In the cage, hang a banana on a string and put stairs under it.  Before long, an ape will go to the stairs  and start to climb towards the Banana.2. As soon as the ape touches the stairs, spray all of the apes with cold water.  After a while, another ape makes an attempt with the same result-all the apes are sprayed with cold water.3. Turn off the cold </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1614661886491976121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/learn-how-to-create-bureaucracy-policy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1614661886491976121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1614661886491976121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/learn-how-to-create-bureaucracy-policy.html' title='Learn To Create Bureaucracy, Policy, And Procedures'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7715775652970103971</id><published>2010-06-21T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T08:50:36.380-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Government'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Way Governments Work</title><summary type='text'>Once upon a time the government had a vast  scrap yard in the middle of a desert, Congress said,"Someone may steal  from it at night." So they created a night watchman position and hired a  person for the job. Then Congress said,"How does the  watchman do his job without instruction?" So they created a  planning department and hired two people, one person to write the  instructions, and one </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7715775652970103971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-political-one-liners_21.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7715775652970103971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7715775652970103971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-political-one-liners_21.html' title='The Way Governments Work'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2554181802569798956</id><published>2010-06-21T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:33:10.352-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dictionary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Lingo Dictionary</title><summary type='text'>Pentagon Buzz- PhrasesEssentially  complete... It's half done.We  predict ... We hope to God!Risk  is high, but within acceptable ranges of risk: or with 10 times over budget using 10 times  the people we said we'd employ.Potential  show stopper...The team has updated their resumes.Serious  but not insurmountable problems...It'll take a miracle.Basic  agreement has been reached...The @##$%%'s </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2554181802569798956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/lingo-dictionary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2554181802569798956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2554181802569798956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/lingo-dictionary.html' title='A Lingo Dictionary'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2735158715036702921</id><published>2010-06-19T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T09:38:51.421-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='One Liners'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Some Political One Liners</title><summary type='text'>Why do politicians envy ventriloquists?Because they can lie without moving their lips.What do you call a  politician who swears to tell the truth?  A liar.What do you call a  democrat that sleeps around?A breeding-heart liberal.If con is the  opposite of pro then what is the opposite of progress?Congress.How can you tell when  a politician is lying?His lips are moving.Who is a politician?One who </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2735158715036702921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-political-one-liners.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2735158715036702921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2735158715036702921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/some-political-one-liners.html' title='Some Political One Liners'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6685860407138382886</id><published>2010-06-19T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T08:58:44.266-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='military'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acronyms'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Military Acronyms</title><summary type='text'>NAVYN ever A gain V olunteer Y  ourself MARINE M uscles A re R equired  I ntelligence N ot E ssential ARMY A ren't R eady to be M arines  Y etORA irforce R ejected M e Y esterday US ARMY (Spelled backwards)Y es M y R etarded A ss S  igned U pAIR FORCE A int’t I t R eal F reakin O utstanding R etards C an E nlist</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6685860407138382886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/military-acronyms.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6685860407138382886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6685860407138382886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/military-acronyms.html' title='The Military Acronyms'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6776627349638512094</id><published>2010-06-18T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:39:38.823-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='President'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Washington'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Innocent Mind</title><summary type='text'> little boy wanted $100 to buy a new bike, and  his mother told him to pray to God for it.He prayed and prayed for two weeks, but nothing turned up. Then he  decided perhaps he should write God a letter requesting the $100.00.  When the postal authorities received the letter addressed to God, they  opened it up and decided to send it to the President. The President was so impressed, touched and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6776627349638512094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/innocent-mind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6776627349638512094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6776627349638512094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/innocent-mind.html' title='Innocent Mind'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5294284357004481249</id><published>2010-06-18T08:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T08:36:45.271-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Politics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Political Dictionary</title><summary type='text'>Feudalism: You have two cows.   Your lord takes some of the milk. Pure Socialism: You have two cows.  The government  takes them and puts them in a barn with everyone else's cows.  You have  to take care of all the cows. The government gives you a glass of milk. Bureaucratic Socialism:  Your cows are cared for by  ex-chicken farmers.  You have to take care of the chickens the   government took </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5294284357004481249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/political-dictionary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5294284357004481249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5294284357004481249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/political-dictionary.html' title='Political Dictionary'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7983342726469185643</id><published>2010-06-17T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:59:30.911-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Election'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mayor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>For The Good Of The City</title><summary type='text'>A seedy-looking man was sitting in the first row heckling the mayor as he delivered a lengthy speech.Finally the mayor pointed to the heckler and said, "Will that gentleman who differs with me please stand up and tell the audience what he has ever done for the good of the city?""Well, Mr. Mayor," the man said in a firm voice. "I voted against you in the last election."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7983342726469185643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-good-of-city.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7983342726469185643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7983342726469185643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/for-good-of-city.html' title='For The Good Of The City'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4629133341252558753</id><published>2010-06-17T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T08:41:38.457-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Burial With Honors</title><summary type='text'>Four boys were fishing. As their boat rounded a  point on the lake, they saw a man thrashing in the water. With no  hesitation, they jumped into the water and saved him. It was not until they pulled him to shore that they noticed the man  they had saved was President George Bush, who had slipped away from the  Secret Service for a swim. When President Bush caught his breath, he  thanked the two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4629133341252558753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/burial-with-honors.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4629133341252558753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4629133341252558753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/burial-with-honors.html' title='Burial With Honors'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3151606822796757038</id><published>2010-06-16T11:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T11:32:10.852-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Fast</title><summary type='text'>Three boys are in the schoolyard bragging of  how great their Dads are. The first one says:"Well, my Dad runs the fastest. He can fire an arrow, and start to run, I tell you, he gets there before the  arrow". The second one says:"Ha! You think that's fast! My Dad is a  hunter. He can shoot his gun and be there before the bullet". The third one listens to the other two and shakes his head. He then</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3151606822796757038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/fast.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3151606822796757038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3151606822796757038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/fast.html' title='Fast'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7481821470332553182</id><published>2010-06-16T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T10:33:07.290-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sikh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muslim'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hindu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Muslim, A Hindu And A Sikh</title><summary type='text'>A Muslim, a Hindu and a Sikh were doing  construction work on the  scaffolding of a tall building. They were eating lunch. The Muslim  said, "beef curry with roti!  If I get beef curry with roti one more time for lunch, I'm going to  jump off this building." The Hindu opened his lunch box and exclaimed, "Vegetable again! If I  get vegetable one more time, I'm going to jump off too." The Sikh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7481821470332553182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/muslim-hindu-and-sikh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7481821470332553182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7481821470332553182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/muslim-hindu-and-sikh.html' title='A Muslim, A Hindu And A Sikh'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-236455381949475728</id><published>2010-06-15T10:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T11:10:31.218-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vacations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Free Wood Cutting</title><summary type='text'>"Hello, is this the FBI?" "Yes. What do you want?" "I'm calling to report about  my neighbor Billy Bob Smith! He is hiding marijuana inside his firewood." "Thank you very much for the call, sir." The next day, the FBI agents descend on Billy Bob's house. They  search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open  every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They swore at Billy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/236455381949475728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/free-wood-cutting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/236455381949475728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/236455381949475728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/free-wood-cutting.html' title='Free Wood Cutting'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8519505606758913950</id><published>2010-06-15T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:48:05.662-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>$20 Million</title><summary type='text'>A blonde buys a ticket and wins the lottery. She goes to Austin to claim it and the man verifies his ticket number.  The blonde says, "I want my $20 million." The man replied, "No, mam. It doesn't work that way. We give you a  million today and then you'll get the rest spread out for the next 19  years." The blonde said, "Oh, no. I want all my money right now! I won it and I want it." Again, the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8519505606758913950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/20-million.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8519505606758913950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8519505606758913950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/20-million.html' title='$20 Million'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5862155069661722762</id><published>2010-06-14T05:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T06:06:56.026-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Global Warming'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shark'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Global Warming</title><summary type='text'>I suppose the cost of real estate in the ocean will be going up soon,  that's good news for predators apparently.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5862155069661722762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/global-warming.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5862155069661722762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5862155069661722762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/global-warming.html' title='Global Warming'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/TBYnZzt7ROI/AAAAAAAAAI4/-upLlOk6H6E/s72-c/shark-global-warming.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7895920270016136937</id><published>2010-06-14T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T05:05:48.389-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salesman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drugstore'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Afraid To Cough</title><summary type='text'>John was a clerk in a small drugstore but he  was not much of a salesman. He could never find the item the customer  wanted. Bob, the owner, had had about enough and warned John that the  next sale he missed would be his last. Just then a man came in coughing  and he ask John for their best cough syrup. Try as he might John could  not find the cough syrup. Remembering Bob's warning he sold the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7895920270016136937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/afraid-to-cough.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7895920270016136937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7895920270016136937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/afraid-to-cough.html' title='Afraid To Cough'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8234110477485690385</id><published>2010-06-13T00:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:36:13.621-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alcohol'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Alcohol Warnings</title><summary type='text'>* Consumption  of alcohol may make you think  you are  whispering when you are not.* Consumption of alcohol is a major factor in  dancing like a loser.* Consumption of alcohol may cause you to tell the  same boring story  over and over again.* Consumption of alcohol may cause you to thay  shings like thish.* Consumption of alcohol may convince you that your ex is really dying to hear from you at</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8234110477485690385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/alcohol-warnings_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8234110477485690385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8234110477485690385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/alcohol-warnings_13.html' title='Alcohol Warnings'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4891389510710035235</id><published>2010-06-13T00:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T00:16:11.529-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheney'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>George Bush And Dick Cheney</title><summary type='text'>George Bush and Dick Cheney are talking, when Bush suddenly complains "I  hate all the dumb George Bush jokes people tell about me." Cheney, feeling sorry for his "boss," says "Oh, they're only jokes.  There are a lot of truly stupid people out there. Here, I'll prove it to  you." Cheney takes Bush outside and hails a cab. "Please take me to 29 Nickel  Street to see if I'm home," says Cheney. The</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4891389510710035235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/george-bush-and-dick-cheney.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4891389510710035235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4891389510710035235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/george-bush-and-dick-cheney.html' title='George Bush And Dick Cheney'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8363720215308503160</id><published>2010-06-12T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T05:06:27.336-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Brunette And A Blonde Chased By Police</title><summary type='text'>A brunette and a blonde were speeding down the  street when they passed a cop. "Oh no!" cried the brunette. "Is he  following me?" "Yep," replied the blonde. "I'm going to drive down this little side road, okay?" said the  brunette. "Yep," replied the blonde. "Is the cop still following me?" "Yep." "Are his lights on?" "Yep, nope, yep, nope, yep, nope..."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8363720215308503160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/brunette-and-blonde-chased-by-police.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8363720215308503160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8363720215308503160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/brunette-and-blonde-chased-by-police.html' title='A Brunette And A Blonde Chased By Police'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7565185346799965521</id><published>2010-06-12T04:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T05:01:56.865-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pop Machine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>DEPRESS BUTTON</title><summary type='text'>A blonde was standing in front of a pop machine. Her boyfriend looks over and hears her screaming at the machine..."You're a dumb-looking button!" "You don't have much of a future, either!" "You're going to be replaced by a much better looking button!" "I've got better looking buttons than you in my dresser drawer!"Thinking she flipped her lid, her boyfriend walks over to see what the fuss is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7565185346799965521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/depress-button.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7565185346799965521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7565185346799965521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/depress-button.html' title='DEPRESS BUTTON'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7946592361192268809</id><published>2010-06-11T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T06:29:47.003-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Office'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Caught Sleeping At The Office : Best Excuses Here</title><summary type='text'>So what do you do when your boss walks in and catches you asleep  at your desk? You could freak out  and get fired, or rattle off some really good excuses. The top 10 best  things to say when getting caught asleep are:   10) ''They told me at the blood bank this might happen.'' 09) ''This is just a 15 minute power-nap like they raved about in that  time management course you sent me to.'' 08)''</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7946592361192268809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/caught-sleeping-at-office-best-excuses.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7946592361192268809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7946592361192268809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/caught-sleeping-at-office-best-excuses.html' title='Caught Sleeping At The Office : Best Excuses Here'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3764294272512061064</id><published>2010-06-11T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T06:06:57.659-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Biker'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Truck Driver'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Cheerful Truck Driver</title><summary type='text'>A cheerful truck  driver pulled up at a roadside cafe in the middle of the night for a dinner stop. Halfway  through his meal, three wild-looking motorcyclists roared up--bearded,  leather-jacketed, filthy. For no reason at all, they selected the truck driver as a target. One  poured pepper over his head, another stole his apple pie, the third  deliberately tipped his coffee over. The truck </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3764294272512061064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheerful-truck-driver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3764294272512061064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3764294272512061064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/cheerful-truck-driver.html' title='A Cheerful Truck Driver'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4116487553190839695</id><published>2010-06-10T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:44:09.698-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychiatric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Four Psychiatrists</title><summary type='text'>A group of psychiatrists were attending a  convention. Four of them decided to leave, and walked out together. One  said to the other three, "People are always coming to us with their  guilt and fears, but we have no one that we can go to when we have  problems." The others agreed. Then one said, "Since we are all professionals, why don't we take  some time right now to hear each other out?" The </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4116487553190839695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/four-psychiatrists.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4116487553190839695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4116487553190839695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/four-psychiatrists.html' title='Four Psychiatrists'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4993936476707624732</id><published>2010-06-10T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T07:32:36.945-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yankee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawyer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>You Can Have The Duck</title><summary type='text'>A Yankee lawyer went duck hunting in eastern North Carolina. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly gentleman asked him what he was doing.The lawyer responded, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, I'm going into retrieve it." To which the old farmer replied "This is my property, and you are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4993936476707624732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-can-have-duck.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4993936476707624732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4993936476707624732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-can-have-duck.html' title='You Can Have The Duck'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8934459523601311567</id><published>2010-06-09T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T05:22:06.667-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mathematician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Girls Are Evil</title><summary type='text'>Some really smart mathematician  dedicated his life  to writing this equation. Finally proof that girls  are, in fact, evil.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8934459523601311567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/girls-are-evil.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8934459523601311567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8934459523601311567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/girls-are-evil.html' title='Girls Are Evil'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/TA-G7I7SbFI/AAAAAAAAAIw/mgZEH5ksRvo/s72-c/girls-are-evil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6067416529474479518</id><published>2010-06-09T04:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T05:02:34.426-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Policemen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doughnuts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>An Officer And A Wiseguy</title><summary type='text'>A policeman pulls  a man over for speeding and asks  him to get out of the car. After looking the man over he says, "Sir, I  couldn't help but notice your eyes are bloodshot. Have you been  drinking?" The man gets really indignant  and says, "Officer, I couldn't help but notice your eyes are glazed.  Have you been eating doughnuts?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6067416529474479518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/officer-and-wiseguy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6067416529474479518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6067416529474479518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/officer-and-wiseguy.html' title='An Officer And A Wiseguy'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4926363101947868874</id><published>2010-06-08T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:10:08.519-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polish'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='American'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Polish Remover</title><summary type='text'>A Polish man moved to the USA and married an American girl. Although his English was far from perfect, they got along very well until one day he rushed into a lawyer's office and asked him if he could arrange a divorce for him.The lawyer said that getting a divorce would depend on the circumstances, and asked him the following questions:L: Have you any grounds?P: Yes, an acre and half and nice </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4926363101947868874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/polish-remover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4926363101947868874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4926363101947868874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/polish-remover.html' title='Polish Remover'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8056722051295542646</id><published>2010-06-08T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T09:06:05.049-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Email'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hell'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Email From Hell</title><summary type='text'>A Minneapolis couple decided to go to Florida to thaw out during a particularly icy winter. They planned to stay at the same hotel where they spent their honeymoon 20 years earlier. Because of hectic schedules, it was difficult to coordinate their travel plans. So, the husband left Minneapolis and flew to Florida on Thursday, with his wife flying down the following day. The husband checked into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8056722051295542646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/email-from-hell.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8056722051295542646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8056722051295542646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/email-from-hell.html' title='Email From Hell'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-569635388122608128</id><published>2010-06-06T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:54:33.001-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blond'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Blonde In Pain</title><summary type='text'>A girl says to her doctor, "You have to help  me. I hurt all over." She touches her right knee with her index finger and says, "Ow! That  hurts." She touches her left cheek with her index finger and says, "Ouch!  That hurts, too." She touches her right earlobe with her index finger and says, "Ow!  Even that hurts." The doctor says, "Are you a natural blonde?" She replied, "Yes." The doctor says, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/569635388122608128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/blonde-in-pain.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/569635388122608128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/569635388122608128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/blonde-in-pain.html' title='Blonde In Pain'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4222484841019006535</id><published>2010-06-06T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-06T05:52:11.703-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>A Boy's Letter To His Dad</title><summary type='text'>A father passing by his son's bedroom was  astonished to see the bed nicely made up and everything neat and tidy. Then he saw an envelope propped up prominently on the pillow. It was  addressed, "Dad". With the worst premonition, he opened the envelope and  read the letter with trembling hands: Dear Dad, It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to  elope with my new </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4222484841019006535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/boys-letter-to-his-dad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4222484841019006535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4222484841019006535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/boys-letter-to-his-dad.html' title='A Boy&apos;s Letter To His Dad'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2859424099526803823</id><published>2010-06-05T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:41:02.072-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mississippi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Italian Men</title><summary type='text'>A bus stops  and two Italian men get on. They  sit down and engage in an animated conversation. The lady sitting  behind them ignores them at first, but her attention is galvanized when  she hears one of the men say the following: "Emma come first. Den I come. Den two asses come together. I come  once-a-more. Two asses, they come together again. I come again and pee  twice. Then I come one lasta</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2859424099526803823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/italian-men.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2859424099526803823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2859424099526803823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/italian-men.html' title='Italian Men'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8661825527637241386</id><published>2010-06-05T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T08:29:50.429-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='I.T Department'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>15 Tips To Please Your I.T Department</title><summary type='text'>1. When you call us to have your computer  moved, be sure to leave it buried under half a ton of postcards, baby  pictures, stuffed animals, dried flowers,  bowling trophies and children art.  We don't have a life, and we find it deeply moving to catch a fleeting  glimpse of yours. 2. Don't write anything down. Ever. We can play back the error  messages from here. 3. When an I.T. person says he's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8661825527637241386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/15-tips-to-please-your-it-department.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8661825527637241386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8661825527637241386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/15-tips-to-please-your-it-department.html' title='15 Tips To Please Your I.T Department'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3584078718100529587</id><published>2010-06-03T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:23:06.875-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='White Man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Indian Vs White Man</title><summary type='text'>Indian Chief, "High Horse," was asked by a white government official, "You have observed the white man for 90 years. You've seen his wars and his technological advances. You've seen his progress, and the damage he's done."The Chief nodded in agreement. The official continued, "Considering all these events, in your opinion, where did the white man go wrong?"The Chief stared at the government </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3584078718100529587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/indian-vs-white-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3584078718100529587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3584078718100529587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/indian-vs-white-man.html' title='Indian Vs White Man'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8823713872444038523</id><published>2010-06-03T06:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T08:27:18.813-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Money'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Money</title><summary type='text'>Money .....                Can buy a house,but not a home.                Can buy a clock,but not time.                Can buy a new contact,but not love.So pass me all of your money and let me suffer for you.......</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8823713872444038523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/money.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8823713872444038523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8823713872444038523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/money.html' title='Money'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2628773505140431205</id><published>2010-06-01T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:54:45.615-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Positve Thinking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Positive Thinking</title><summary type='text'>Positive thinking is like this.....A little bird in the sky,You look up and it poops in our eye...You don't mind and you don't cry,You just thank God that cows don't fly.................</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2628773505140431205/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/positive-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2628773505140431205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2628773505140431205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/positive-thinking.html' title='Positive Thinking'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-191943621894428950</id><published>2010-06-01T06:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T06:47:19.974-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harsh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reality'/><title type='text'>Harsh Reality Of Life</title><summary type='text'>Our Communication  .....................  WirelessOur Business  .................................  CashlessOur Telephone  ..............................  CordlessOur Cocking  ..................................  FirelessOur Youth  .....................................  JoblessOur Religion  ..................................  CreedlessOur Food  .......................................  FatlessOur </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/191943621894428950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/harsh-reality-of-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/191943621894428950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/191943621894428950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/06/harsh-reality-of-life.html' title='Harsh Reality Of Life'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1973874340761688543</id><published>2010-05-30T23:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:45:11.532-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Diet Control</title><summary type='text'>A doctor put an extremely fat woman on diet. She was so fat that standing up she looked like she was sitting down. The doctor said to her,"You can have 3 lettuce leaves, one piece of dry toast, one glass of orange juice and one tomato.""Do I take them before or after meals doctor?"</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1973874340761688543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/diet-control.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1973874340761688543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1973874340761688543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/diet-control.html' title='Diet Control'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-3803577836840401057</id><published>2010-05-30T22:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T23:53:46.154-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Tailor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Anxiety</title><summary type='text'>A doctor diagnosed a patient's condition as too much worrying over money matters,"Relax" the doctor said to him "Just two weeks ago I had another fellow here and he couldn't pay his tailor's huge bills, so I told him to forget about them and now he feels great.""I know," said the patient, "I'm his tailor."</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/3803577836840401057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/anxiety.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3803577836840401057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/3803577836840401057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/anxiety.html' title='Anxiety'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7278164020979320881</id><published>2010-05-29T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:37:52.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Absent-minded'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Absent-minded Student</title><summary type='text'>An absent-minded Student went to see a psychiatrist.'My  trouble is,' he said, 'that I keep forgetting things.''How long has  this been going on?' asked the psychiatrist.'How long has what been  going on? And who the hell are you man? What are you doing in my house?' said the student.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7278164020979320881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/absent-minded-student.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7278164020979320881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7278164020979320881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/absent-minded-student.html' title='Absent-minded Student'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8902261133678509180</id><published>2010-05-29T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T22:23:11.199-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toilet Paper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Toothbrush'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Miserable Toothbrush</title><summary type='text'>One day a miserable toothbrush      sits down and says, ''Sometimes I feel I have the worst job in the  world.''Then the toilet paper yells, "Think again buddy!"          </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8902261133678509180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/miserable-toothbrush.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8902261133678509180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8902261133678509180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/miserable-toothbrush.html' title='Miserable Toothbrush'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4843663459834738783</id><published>2010-05-29T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T09:15:59.962-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='50'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Things You’ll Learn By The Time Your 50</title><summary type='text'>1. The badness of a movie is directly proportional to the number of helicopters in it.2. You will never find anybody who can give you a clear and compelling reason why we observe "Daylight Saving Time."3. People who feel the need to tell you that they have an excellent sense of humor are telling you that they have no sense of humor.4. The most valuable function performed by the federal government</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4843663459834738783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-youll-learn-by-time-your-50.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4843663459834738783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4843663459834738783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/things-youll-learn-by-time-your-50.html' title='Things You’ll Learn By The Time Your 50'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7907350392475116395</id><published>2010-05-29T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:54:58.893-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>"Self Appraisal"</title><summary type='text'>A little boy went into a drug store, reached for a soda carton and pulled it over to the telephone. He climbed onto the carton so that he could reach the buttons on the phone and proceeded to punch in seven digits (phone numbers).The store-owner observed and listened to the conversation:Boy: "Lady, Can you give me the job of cutting your lawn?Woman: (at the other end of the phone line): "I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7907350392475116395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/self-appraisal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7907350392475116395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7907350392475116395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/self-appraisal.html' title='&quot;Self Appraisal&quot;'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6025809680621158864</id><published>2010-05-28T04:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:43:56.506-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Random Thinking</title><summary type='text'>Why do they sterilize needles for lethal injections?Why do they put Braille dots on the keypad of the drive-up ATM?If someone with multiple personalities threatens to kill himself, is it considered a hostage situation?Do they have reserved parking for non-handicapped people at the Special Olympics?If you can't drink and drive, why do you need a driver's license to buy liquor and why do bars have </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6025809680621158864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-thinking.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6025809680621158864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6025809680621158864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/random-thinking.html' title='Random Thinking'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-822590615247695338</id><published>2010-05-28T04:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T04:40:48.177-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Decoy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Designated Decoy</title><summary type='text'>One night a police officer was staking out a particularly rowdy bar for possible DUI violations. At closing time, he saw a fellow stumble out of the bar, trip on the curb and try his keys on five different cars before he found his. The man sat in the front seat fumbling around with his keys for several minutes.Meanwhile, all the other patrons left the bar and drove off. Finally he started his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/822590615247695338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/designated-decoy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/822590615247695338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/822590615247695338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/designated-decoy.html' title='The Designated Decoy'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-1361035430787811879</id><published>2010-05-27T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:52:24.539-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Performance Evaluation Quotations</title><summary type='text'>Somewhere, in some office or human resources department... an employee has had a performance evaluation. Most of the time these go well, with someone getting a raise or a boost in moral... other times... not so well. The following are actual quotes taken from various performance evaluation tests at a company (to remain anonymous)."Since my last report, this employee has reached rock bottom and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/1361035430787811879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/performance-evaluation-quotations.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1361035430787811879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/1361035430787811879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/performance-evaluation-quotations.html' title='Performance Evaluation Quotations'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-74120982078122498</id><published>2010-05-27T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T06:50:54.915-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Drunk'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>When He's Drunk</title><summary type='text'>A driver is stopped by a police officer. The driver asks, "What's the problem officer?"Officer: "You were going at least 75 in a 55 zone."Man: "No sir, I was only doing 65."Wife: "Oh, Harry. You were going 80." (The man gives his wife a dirty look.)Officer: "I'm also going to give you a ticket for your broken tail light."Man: "Broken tail light? I didn't know about a broken tail light!"Wife: "Oh </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/74120982078122498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-hes-drunk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/74120982078122498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/74120982078122498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-hes-drunk.html' title='When He&apos;s Drunk'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-7911484829044191870</id><published>2010-05-25T23:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:48:35.443-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Bad and Worse</title><summary type='text'>Doctor: I have some bad news and some worse news.Patient: Ouch... I suppose you might as well give me the bad news first.Doctor: The lab called back with your test results. They said you have 24 hours to live.Patient: 24 HOURS! That's horrible! Oh My God! WHAT could be WORSE than that?Doctor: Well, I've been trying to reach you since yesterday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/7911484829044191870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/bad-and-worse_4309.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7911484829044191870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/7911484829044191870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/bad-and-worse_4309.html' title='Bad and Worse'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5711945555800543746</id><published>2010-05-25T22:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T23:23:48.307-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Water'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Bring Me A Glass Of Water</title><summary type='text'>One night a father sent his son upstairs to bed. Fiveminutes later the boy screamed, ”Dad! Can you get me aglass of water!?!” ”No. You had your chance. Be quiet and go to sleep.” A minute later the boy screamed, ”Dad!! Can you PLEASE getme a glass of water?” ”No. You had your chance. Next time you ask I’ll come upthere and spank you.” A minute later the boy yelled, ”Dad, when you come up tospank </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5711945555800543746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/father-sends-his-kid-to-bed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5711945555800543746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5711945555800543746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/father-sends-his-kid-to-bed.html' title='Bring Me A Glass Of Water'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2431035268983348622</id><published>2010-05-24T22:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T23:05:03.555-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Magical Mirror'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Magical Mirror</title><summary type='text'>There is legend that goes like this: Far far away in a jungle there's a magical mirror. If you go up to it and tell it the truth it will grant you one wish... but if you lie - POOF! - it swallows you up for eternity.Three friends Russian, American and a Sikh walk into that very jungle - with a mission. They head straight for the magic mirror. The Russian goes first and says "I think I'm the most </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2431035268983348622/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/magical-mirror.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2431035268983348622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2431035268983348622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/magical-mirror.html' title='Magical Mirror'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6969537950350568132</id><published>2010-05-24T22:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T22:57:29.890-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mathematician'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Love Letter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>When A Mathematician Writes A Love Letter</title><summary type='text'>My Dear Love,Yesterday, I was passing by your rectangular house intrigonometric lane. There I saw you with your cute circularface, conical nose and spherical eyes, standing in yourtriangular garden.Before seeing you, my heart was a null set, but when avector of magnitude (likeness) from your eyes at adeviation of theta radians made a tangent to my heart,it differentiated.My love for you is a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6969537950350568132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-mathematician-writes-love-letter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6969537950350568132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6969537950350568132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/when-mathematician-writes-love-letter.html' title='When A Mathematician Writes A Love Letter'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4365384451696662089</id><published>2010-05-23T22:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T23:01:16.276-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Headlines'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='News'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Real And Funny News Headlines</title><summary type='text'>The following headlines  were actually printed in newspapers. The irony in some of these is absolutely astonishing, hilariously funny (though sometimes awkward). Check them out...Miners Refuse to Work after DeathInclude Your Children when Baking CookiesEnfields Couple Slain; Police Suspect HomicideTyphoon Rips Through Cemetery; Hundreds DeadSomething Went Wrong in Jet Crash, Expert SaysSafety </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4365384451696662089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-and-funny-news-headlines.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4365384451696662089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4365384451696662089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/real-and-funny-news-headlines.html' title='Real And Funny News Headlines'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4460764717416326892</id><published>2010-05-23T22:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T22:52:18.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mother'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Mommy Test</title><summary type='text'>I was out walking with my 4 year old daughter. She picked up something off the ground and started to put it in her mouth. I took the item away from her and I asked her not to do that. "Why?" my daughter asked."Because it's been on the ground, you don't know where it's been, it's dirty and probably has germs" I replied. At this point, my daughter looked at me with total admiration and asked, "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4460764717416326892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy-test.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4460764717416326892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4460764717416326892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/mommy-test.html' title='The Mommy Test'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-5113003119909011719</id><published>2010-05-23T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T03:09:01.243-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coffee'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salty'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Salty Coffee</title><summary type='text'>He met her on a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid attention to him. At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please, let me go home.... suddenly he asked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/5113003119909011719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/salty-coffee.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5113003119909011719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/5113003119909011719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/salty-coffee.html' title='Salty Coffee'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-4019673383584176187</id><published>2010-05-23T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T03:06:24.033-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Accountant'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Engineer'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>3 Engineers And 3 Accountants</title><summary type='text'>3 engineers and 3 accountants are traveling by train to a conference. At the station, the 3 accountants each buy tickets and watch as the 3 engineers buy only a single ticket."How are 3 people going to travel on only one ticket?" asks an accountant."Watch and you'll see," answers an engineer.They all board the train. The accountants take their respective seats but all three engineers cram into a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/4019673383584176187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-engineers-and-3-accountants.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4019673383584176187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/4019673383584176187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/3-engineers-and-3-accountants.html' title='3 Engineers And 3 Accountants'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-6560098776754770218</id><published>2010-05-22T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:12:23.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jigsaw Puzzle'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Jigsaw Puzzle</title><summary type='text'>A blonde calls her boyfriend and says, "Please come over here and help me. I have a killer jigsaw puzzle, and I can't figure out how to get it started."Her boyfriend asks, "What is it supposed to be when it's finished?"The blonde replied, "According to the picture on the box, it's a tiger."Her boyfriend decides to go over and help with the puzzle. She lets him in and shows him where she has the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/6560098776754770218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/jigsaw-puzzle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6560098776754770218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/6560098776754770218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/jigsaw-puzzle.html' title='Jigsaw Puzzle'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-730417223943411217</id><published>2010-05-22T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T10:10:37.458-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Salary Theorem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>The Salary Theorem</title><summary type='text'>Salary Theorem" states that "Engineers and Scientists can never earn as much as Business Executives and Sales People."This theorem can now be supported by a mathematical equation based on the following two postulates:1. Knowledge is Power.2. Time is Money.As every engineer knows:Power = Work / TimeSince:Knowledge = PowerTime = MoneyIt follows that:Knowledge = Work/Money.Solving for Money, we get:</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/730417223943411217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/salary-theorem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/730417223943411217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/730417223943411217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/salary-theorem.html' title='The Salary Theorem'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8470673806787622798</id><published>2010-05-20T23:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:07:38.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Foresight'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Foresight Of An Old Man</title><summary type='text'>Young Man: Sir, may I know the time, please?Old Man: Certainly not.Young Man: Sir, but why? What are you going to loose,if you tell me the time?Old Man: Yes, I may loose something if I tell you thetime.Young Man: But Sir, can you tell me how?Old Man : See, if I tell you the time you willdefinitely thank me and may be tomorrow again you willask me the time.Young Man: Quite possible.Old Man: May be</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8470673806787622798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/foresight-of-old-man.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8470673806787622798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8470673806787622798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/foresight-of-old-man.html' title='Foresight Of An Old Man'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-8820960615721867129</id><published>2010-05-20T22:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T23:02:01.592-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Wisdom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smile'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Words Of Wisdom</title><summary type='text'>Here are some words of wisdom# If at first you don't succeed, destroy all evidence that you tried.# A conclusion is the place where you got tired of thinking.# Experience is something you don't get until just after you need it.# For every action, there is an equal and opposite criticism.# He who hesitates is probably right.# Never do card tricks for the group you play poker with.# No one is </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/8820960615721867129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/words-of-wisdom.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8820960615721867129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/8820960615721867129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/words-of-wisdom.html' title='Words Of Wisdom'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-443186767343419472</id><published>2010-05-19T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:10:31.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Psychiatric'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hot-line'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>welcome To The Psychiatric  Hot-line</title><summary type='text'>Hello, welcome to the Psychiatric Hot-line. Please listen to our menu carefully, as our options may have changed.    * If you are obsessive-compulsive, please press 1 repeatedly.       * If you are co-dependent, please ask someone to press 2. If you have multiple personalities, please press 3, 4,5 and 6.       * If you are paranoid-delusional, we know who you are and what you want, so please stay</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/443186767343419472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-to-psychiatric-hot-line.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/443186767343419472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/443186767343419472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/welcome-to-psychiatric-hot-line.html' title='welcome To The Psychiatric  Hot-line'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8550443701474897860.post-2236762231885845999</id><published>2010-05-19T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T22:20:48.289-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quiz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hilarious'/><title type='text'>Security Quiz</title><summary type='text'>This job security quiz will help determine how long you'll be at your current job and what what kind of future you'll have. Much better than an 8 ball I think.The boss appears at your cubicle and finds you playing DOOM at your desk, you...A. Swear to take the game off your hard drive forever, but first make a copy for his kid.B. Inform him that you're planting a virus in the program so that </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/feeds/2236762231885845999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/security-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2236762231885845999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8550443701474897860/posts/default/2236762231885845999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupidmails.blogspot.com/2010/05/security-quiz.html' title='Security Quiz'/><author><name>Phoenix</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13015873626304259431</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='30' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_eRO5Ur4gQtk/Sw_BRrtr9GI/AAAAAAAAAAM/A7U9rGexwSQ/S220/06.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
