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<rss version="0.92"><channel><title>catzycradle's dad</title><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/</link><description></description><language>en-EU</language><docs>http://backend.userland.com/rss092</docs><image><title>catzycradle's dad</title><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/e1/5298bcd4ae6e543d10fce33a35b3a8_160x200.jpg</url></image><item><title>Signing off</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Away for a fortnight's hols guys, catch ya end of the month..Stay cool.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/13/signing-off-4722349/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/13/signing-off-4722349/</link><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 15:18:57 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>20 Ways To Maintain A Healthy Level Of Insanity</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
1. At Lunch Time, Sit In Your Parked Car With Sunglasses on and point a Hair Dryer At Passing Cars. See If They Slow Down.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. Page Yourself Over The Intercom. Don't Disguise Your Voice.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. Every Time Someone Asks You To Do Something, ask If They Want Fries with that.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. Put Your Garbage Can On Your Desk And Label it "In".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. Put Decaf In The Coffee Maker For 3 Weeks Once Everyone has Gotten Over Their Caffeine Addictions, Switch to Espresso.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. In The Memo Field Of All Your Checks, Write " For Smuggling Diamonds".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7. Finish All Your sentences with "In Accordance With The Prophecy".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;8. Don't use any punctuation.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;9. As Often As Possible, Skip Rather Than Walk.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;10. Order a Diet Water whenever you go out to eat, with a serious face.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;11. Specify That Your Drive-through Order Is "To Go".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;12. Sing Along At The Opera.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;13. Go To A Poetry Recital. And Ask Why The Poems Don't Rhyme?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;14. Put Mosquito Netting Around Your Work Area and Play tropical Sounds All Day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;15. Five Days In Advance, Tell Your Friends You Can't Attend Their Party Because You're Not In the Mood.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;16. Have Your Co-workers Address You By Your Wrestling Name, Rock Bottom.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;17. When The Money Comes Out The ATM, Scream "I Won! I Won!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;18. When Leaving The Zoo, Start Running Towards The Parking lot, Yelling "Run For Your Lives! They're Loose!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;19. Tell Your Children Over Dinner, "Due To The Economy, We Are Going To Have To Let One Of You Go."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;20. And The Final Way To Keep A Healthy Level Of Insanity ..&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Send This E-mail To Someone To Make Them Smile. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Its Called ... therapy. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/20-ways-to-maintain-a-healthy-level-of-insanity-4708247/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/20-ways-to-maintain-a-healthy-level-of-insanity-4708247/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 14:07:48 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Questions</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Q. What's a mixed feeling?&lt;br&gt;
A. When you see your mother-in-law backing off a cliff in your new car. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What's the height of conceit?&lt;br&gt;
A. Having an orgasm and calling out your own name. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What's the definition of macho?&lt;br&gt;
A. Jogging home from your vasectomy. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What's the difference between a G-Spot and a golf ball?&lt;br&gt;
A. A guy will actually search for a golf ball &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q.Why is divorce so expensive?&lt;br&gt;
A. Because it's worth it! &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What is a Yankee?&lt;br&gt;
A. The same as a quickie, but a guy can do it alone. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What do Tupperware and a walrus have in common?&lt;br&gt;
A. They both like a tight seal. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. What do a Christmas tree and priest have in common?&lt;br&gt;
A. Their balls are just for decoration. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q.What is the difference between 'ooooooh'and 'aaaaaaah'?&lt;br&gt;
A. About three inches. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: What's the difference between purple and pink?&lt;br&gt;
A. The grip. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. How do you find a blind man in a nudist colony?&lt;br&gt;
A. It's not hard. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: What's the difference between a girlfriend and a wife?&lt;br&gt;
A: 45 pounds. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: What's the difference between a boyfriend and a husband?&lt;br&gt;
A: 45 minutes. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: Why do men find it difficult to make eye contact?&lt;br&gt;
A: Breasts don't have eyes. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: If the dove is the bird of peace, what is the bird of true love?&lt;br&gt;
A. The swallow. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q: What is the difference between medium and rare?&lt;br&gt;
A: Six inches is medium, eight inches is rare. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Q. Why do women rub their eyes when they get up in the morning?&lt;br&gt;
A . They don't have balls to scratch! &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/questions-4708228/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/questions-4708228/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 14:02:30 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Airplane Dog</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A man had just settled into his seat next to the window on the plane when another man sat down in the aisle seat and put his black Labrador Retriever in the middle seat next to the man.&lt;br&gt;
The first man looked very quizzically at the dog and asked why the dog was allowed on the plane. The second man explained that he was a DEA agent and that the dog was a 'sniffing dog'. "His name is Sniffer and he's the best there is. I'll show you once we get airborne, when I put him to work." &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The plane took off, and once it has leveled out, the agent said, "Watch this."&lt;br&gt;
He told Sniffer to "search". Sniffer jumped down, walked along the aisle, and finally sat very purposefully next to a woman for several seconds. Sniffer then returned to his seat and put one paw on the&lt;br&gt;
agent's arm. The agent said, "Good boy", and he turned to the man and said, "That woman is in possession of marijuana, so I'm making a note of her seat number and the authorities will apprehend her when we land. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Say, that's pretty neat," replied the first man.&lt;br&gt;
Once again, the agent sent Sniffer to search the aisles. The Lab sniffed about, sat down beside a man for a few seconds, returned to its seat, and this time he placed two paws on the agent's arm. The agent said, "That man is carrying cocaine, so again, I'm making a note of his seat number for the police." &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"I like it!" said his seat mate.&lt;br&gt;
The agent then told Sniffer to "search" again. Sniffer walked up and down the aisles for a little while, sat down for a moment, and then came racing back to the agent, jumped into the middle seat and proceeded to shit all over the place. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The first man was really grossed out by this behavior and couldn't figure out how or why a well-trained dog would behave like that, so he asked the agent "What's going on?" &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The agent nervously replied, "He just found a bomb." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/airplane-dog-4707824/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/airplane-dog-4707824/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 12:17:15 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Learn Chinese in 5 minutes</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Learn Chinese in 5 minutes (You MUST read them aloud) English - Chinese &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That's not right! Sum Ting Wong &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Are you harbouring a fugitive? Hu Yu Ha i Ding &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;See me ASAP Kum Hia Nao &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stupid Man Dum Fuk &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Small Horse Tai Ni Po Ni &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Did you go to the beach? Wai Yu So Tan &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I bumped into a coffee table! Ai Bang Mai Fu Kin Ni &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think you need a face lift! Chin Tu Fat&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's very dark in here! Wai So Dim &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I thought you were on a diet! Wai Yu Mun Ching &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is a tow away zone! No Pah King &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Our meeting is scheduled for next week! Wai Yu Kum Nao &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Staying out of sight Lei Ying Lo &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He's cleaning his automobile Wa Shing Ka &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your body odour is offensive Yu Stin Ki Pu &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Great Fa Kin Su Pa &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/learn-chinese-in-5-minutes-4707817/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/learn-chinese-in-5-minutes-4707817/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 12:16:10 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>The wife</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
The wife came home early and found her husband in their bedroom making love to a very attractive young woman and was somewhat upset -- "You are a disrespectful pig!" she cried. "How dare you do this to me -- a faithful wife, the mother of your children! I'm leaving you. I want a divorce straight away!"&lt;br&gt;
And the husband replied "Hang on just a minute Love, so at least I can tell you what happened."&lt;br&gt;
"Fine, go ahead," she sobbed, "but they'll be the last words you'll ever say to me!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And the husband began --&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Well, I was getting into the car to drive home and this young lady here asked me for a lift. She looked so down and out and defenseless that I took pity on her and let her into the car. I noticed that she&lt;br&gt;
was thin, poorly dressed and very dirty. She told me that she hadn't eaten for three days ! So, in my compassion, I brought her home and warmed up the enchiladas I made for you last night - the ones you wouldn't eat because you're afraid you'll put on weight. The poor thing devoured them in moments. Since she needed a good clean up I suggested a shower, and while she was doing that I noticed her clothes were dirty and full of holes, so I threw them away. Then, as she needed clothes, I gave her the designer jeans that you have had for a few years, But don't use because you say they are too tight. I also gave her the underwear that was your Anniversary present, which you don't use because I don't have good taste. I went and found the sexy blouse my sister gave you for Christmas - the one that you don't wear just to annoy her, and I also donated those boots you bought at that expensive shoe boutique and don't use because someone at work has a pair the same." The husband took a quick breath and continued - "She was so grateful for my understanding and help and as I walked her to&lt;br&gt;
the door she turned to me with tears in her eyes and said, "Please, do you have anything else that your wife doesn't use?" &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/the-wife-4707794/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/the-wife-4707794/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 12:13:04 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Memory</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;My memory's not as sharp as it used to be.&lt;br&gt;
Also, my memory's not as sharp as it used to be.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/memory-4707744/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/memory-4707744/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 12:02:01 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Amazing Home Remedies</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;1. AVOID CUTTING YOURSELF WHEN SLICING VEGETABLES BY GETTING SOMEONE ELSE TO HOLD THE VEGETABLES WHILE YOU CHOP &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;2. AVOID ARGUMENTS WITH THE FEMALES ABOUT LIFTING THE TOILET SEAT BY USING THE SINK. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;3. A MOUSE TRAP PLACED ON TOP OF YOUR ALARM CLOCK WILL PREVENT YOU FROM ROLLING OVER AND GOING BACK TO SLEEP AFTER YOU HIT THE SNOOZE BUTTON. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;4. IF YOU HAVE A BAD COUGH, TAKE A LARGE DOSE OF LAXATIVES. THEN YOU'LL BE AFRAID TO COUGH. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;5. YOU ONLY NEED TWO TOOLS IN LIFE - WD-40 AND DUCT TAPE. IF IT DOESN'T MOVE AND SHOULD, USE THE WD-40. IF IT SHOULDN'T MOVE AND DOES, USE THE DUCT TAPE. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;6. IF YOU CAN'T FIX IT WITH A HAMMER, YOU'VE GOT AN ELECTRICAL PROBLEM. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;DAILY THOUGHT:&lt;br&gt;
SOME PEOPLE ARE LIKE SLINKIES - NOT REALLY GOOD FOR ANYTHING BUT THEY BRING A SMILE TO YOUR FACE WHEN PUSHED DOWN THE STAIRS. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/amazing-home-remedies-4707733/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/10/amazing-home-remedies-4707733/</link><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 12:00:10 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Drunks....</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A man and his wife were awakened at 3:00 am by a loud pounding on the door. The man gets up and goes to the door where a drunken stranger, standing in the pouring rain, is asking for a push.&lt;br&gt;
"Not a chance" says the husband, "it is 3:00 in the morning!" He slams the door and returns to bed.&lt;br&gt;
"Who was that?" asked his wife.&lt;br&gt;
"Just some drunk guy asking for a push" he answers.&lt;br&gt;
"Did you help him?" she asks.&lt;br&gt;
"No, I did not. It is 3:00 in the morning and it is pouring rain out there!"&lt;br&gt;
"Well, you have a short memory," says the wife. "Cant you remember about three months ago when we broke down, and those two guys helped us? I think you should help him and you should be ashamed of yourself!"&lt;br&gt;
The man does as he is told, gets dressed, and goes out into the pouring rain.&lt;br&gt;
He calls out into the dark, "Hello, are you still there?"&lt;br&gt;
"Yes" comes back the answer.&lt;br&gt;
"Do you still need a push?" calls out the husband.&lt;br&gt;
"Yes, please!" comes the reply from the dark.&lt;br&gt;
"Where are you?" asks the husband.&lt;br&gt;
"Over here on the swing" replied the drunk. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/drunks-4702773/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/drunks-4702773/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 11:21:06 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Why I fired my Secretary</title><description>	&lt;p&gt; Take your links where ever you go with LINKSHELF.COM  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Last week was my birthday and I didn't feel very well waking up on that morning.&lt;br&gt;
I went downstairs for breakfast hoping my wife would be pleasant and say, 'Happy Birthday!', and possibly have a small present for me.&lt;br&gt;
As it turned out, she barely said good morning, let alone ' Happy Birthday.'&lt;br&gt;
I thought... Well, that's marriage for you, but the kids... They will remember.&lt;br&gt;
My kids came bounding down stairs to breakfast and didn't say a word. So when I left for the office, I felt pretty low and somewhat despondent.&lt;br&gt;
As I walked into my office, my secretary Jane said, 'Good Morning Boss, and by the way Happy Birthday ! '&lt;br&gt;
It felt a little better that at least someone had remembered.&lt;br&gt;
I worked until one o'clock , when Jane knocked on my door and said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day outside, and it is your Birthday, what do you say we go out to lunch, just you and me.'&lt;br&gt;
I said, 'Thanks, Jane, that's the greatest thing I've heard all day. Let's go !'&lt;br&gt;
We went to lunch. But we didn't go where we normally would go. She chose instead at a quiet bistro with a private table. We had two martinis each and I enjoyed the meal tremendously.&lt;br&gt;
On the way back to the office, Jane said, 'You know, It's such a beautiful day... We don't need to go straight back to the office, Do We ?'&lt;br&gt;
I responded, 'I guess not. What do you have in mind ?'&lt;br&gt;
She said, 'Let's drop by my apartment, it's just around the corner.'&lt;br&gt;
After arriving at her apartment, Jane turned to me and said, ' Boss, if you don't mind, I'm going to step into the bedroom for just a moment. I'll be right back.'&lt;br&gt;
'Ok.' I nervously replied.&lt;br&gt;
She went into the bedroom and, after a couple of minutes, she came out carrying a huge birthday cake .... Followed by my wife, my kids, and dozens of my friends and co-workers, all singing 'Happy Birthday'.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And I just sat there...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On the couch...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Naked. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/why-i-fired-my-secretary-4702719/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/why-i-fired-my-secretary-4702719/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 11:09:30 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Blonde Speeding</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A blonde woman was speeding down the road in her little red sports car and was pulled over by a woman police officer who was also a blonde.&lt;br&gt;
The blonde cop asked to see the blonde driver's license. She dug through her purse and was getting progressively more agitated. 'What does it look like?' she finally asked.&lt;br&gt;
The policewoman replied, 'It's square and it has your picture on it.'&lt;br&gt;
The driver finally found a square mirror in her purse, looked at it and handed it to the policewoman.&lt;br&gt;
'Here it is,' she said.&lt;br&gt;
The blonde officer looked at the mirror, then handed it back saying, 'Okay, you can go. I didn't realize you were a cop." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/blonde-speeding-4702707/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/blonde-speeding-4702707/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 11:07:21 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Ethel</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Ethel was a bit of a demon in her wheelchair, and loved to charge around the nursing home, taking corners on one wheel and getting up to maximum speed on the long corridors. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Because the poor woman was one sandwich short of a picnic the other residents tolerated her and some of them actually joined in. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;One day Ethel was speeding up one corridor when a door opened and Kooky Clarence stepped out with his arm outstretched. 'STOP!,' he shouted in a firm voice. 'Have you got a license for that thing?' Ethel fished around in her handbag and pulled out a Kit Kat wrapper and held it up to him. 'OK' he said, and away Ethel sped down the hall. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As she took the corner near the TV lounge on one wheel, weird Harold popped out in front of her and shouted 'STOP! Have you got proof of insurance?' Ethel dug into her handbag, pulled out a drink coaster and held it up to him. Harold nodded and said 'On your way, Ma'am.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;As Ethel neared the final corridor, Crazy Craig stepped out in front of her, Butt-Naked, and holding his 'You-Know-What' in his hand. 'Oh, good grief,' yelled Ethel, 'Not that Damn Breathalyzer Test again.!!!' &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/ethel-4702696/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/ethel-4702696/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 11:04:59 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Toilet Walls Graffiti:</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
I've decided that to raise my grades I must lower my standards.&lt;br&gt;
--Houghton Library, Harvard University . Cambridge , Massachusetts . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Don't trust anything that bleeds for 5 days and doesn't die.&lt;br&gt;
--Men's restroom, Murphy's, Champaign , IL &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Beauty is only a light switch away.&lt;br&gt;
--Perkins Library, Duke University , Durham , North Carolina. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Remember, it's not, "How high are you?" it's "Hi, how are you?"&lt;br&gt;
--Rest stop off Route 81. West Virginia . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;God made pot. Man made beer. Whom do you trust?&lt;br&gt;
-- The Irish Times, Washington , D.C. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Fighting for peace is like screwing for virginity.&lt;br&gt;
--The Bayou, Baton Rouge , Louisiana . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;No matter how good she looks, some other guy is sick and tired of putting up with her shit.&lt;br&gt;
--Men's Room, Linda's Bar and Grill. Chapel Hill , North Carolina . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;At the feast of ego, everyone leaves hungry.&lt;br&gt;
--Bentley's House of Coffee and Tea, Tucson , Arizona . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's hard to make a comeback when you haven't been anywhere.&lt;br&gt;
--Written in the dust on the back of a bus. Wickenburg, Arizona . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Make love, not war.--Hell, do both, get married!&lt;br&gt;
--Women's restroom, The Filling Station. Bozeman , Montana . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;God is dead. -Nietzsche; Nietzsche is dead. -God&lt;br&gt;
--The Tombs Restaurant. Washington , D.C. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If voting could really change things, it would be illegal.&lt;br&gt;
--Revolution Books. New York , New York . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;A Woman's Rule of Thumb: If it has tires or testicles, you're going to have trouble with it.&lt;br&gt;
--Women's restroom, Dick's Last Resort. Dallas , Texas . &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/toilet-walls-graffiti-4702675/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/toilet-walls-graffiti-4702675/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 11:02:08 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>SNOOTY RECEPTIONIST</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
An older gentleman had an appointment to see the urologist who shared offices with several other doctors.&lt;br&gt;
The waiting room was filled with patients.&lt;br&gt;
As he approached the receptionist's desk, he noticed that the receptionist was a large un-friendly woman who looked like a Sumo wrestler.&lt;br&gt;
He gave her his name.&lt;br&gt;
In a very loud voice, the receptionist said, 'YES, I HAVE YOUR NAME HERE; YOU WANT TO SEE THE DOCTOR ABOUT IMPOTENCE, RIGHT?'&lt;br&gt;
All the patients in the waiting room snapped their heads around to look at the very embarrassed man.&lt;br&gt;
He recovered quickly, and in an equally loud voice replied, 'NO, I'VE COME TO INQUIRE ABOUT A SEX CHANGE OPERATION, BUT I DON'T WANT THE SAME DOCTOR THAT DID YOURS.' &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;DON'T MESS WITH OLD FOLKS. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/snooty-receptionist-4702642/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/snooty-receptionist-4702642/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:56:14 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Horse ride</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A blonde had a near death experience the other day when she went horseback riding. Everything was going fine until the horse started to bounce out of control. She tried to hang on with all of her might, but was thrown off. With her foot caught in the stirrup, she fell headfirst to the ground.&lt;br&gt;
Her head continued to bounce on the ground and the horse didn't even stop or slow down. Just as she was giving up hope and losing consciousness, the Wal-Mart manager came out and unplugged the ride. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Thank goodness for heroes. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/horse-ride-4702623/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/horse-ride-4702623/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:51:55 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Elephant</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
In 1986, Peter Davies was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from Northwestern University . &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;On a hike through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air. The elephant seemed distressed, so Peter approached it very carefully.&lt;br&gt;
He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant's foot and found a large piece of wood deeply embedded in it. As carefully and as gently as he could, Peter worked the wood out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man, and with a rather curious look on its face, stared at him for several tense moments. Peter stood frozen, thinking of nothing else but being trampled. Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned, and walked away. Peter never forgot that elephant or the events of that day.&lt;br&gt;
Twenty years later, Peter was walking through the Chicago Zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to near where Peter and his son Cameron were standing. The large bull elephant stared at Peter, lifted its front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times then trumpeted loudly, all the while staring at the man.&lt;br&gt;
Remembering the encounter in 1986, Peter couldn't help wondering if this was the same elephant. Peter summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder. The elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of Peters legs and slammed his stupid ass against the railing, killing him instantly. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Probably wasn't the same elephant. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/elephant-4702606/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/elephant-4702606/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:46:10 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Life worth Living</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Last New Year's Eve, one woman stood up at the local tavern and said that it was time to get ready. At the stroke of midnight, she wanted every husband to be standing next to the one person who made his life worth living. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It was embarrassing - The bartender was almost crushed to death. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/life-worth-living-4702599/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/life-worth-living-4702599/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:44:43 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Expensive</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace&lt;br&gt;
expensive.... so, I took her to a gas station.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;and then the fight started....&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/expensive-4702598/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/expensive-4702598/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:43:55 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Retiring</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair.&lt;br&gt;
She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application. When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.&lt;br&gt;
She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the fight started..... &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/retiring-4702591/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/retiring-4702591/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:43:14 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>No come work today</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Hung Chow calls into work and says, 'Hey, I no come work today, I really sick. Got headache, stomach ache and legs hurt, I no come work.'&lt;br&gt;
The boss says, 'You know something, Hung Chow, I really need you today. When I feel like this,&lt;br&gt;
I go to my wife and tell her to give me sex. That makes everything better and I go to work. You try that.&lt;br&gt;
Two hours later Hung Chow calls again.&lt;br&gt;
'I do what you say and I feel great. I be at work soon........ You got nice house.' &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/no-come-work-today-4702585/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/no-come-work-today-4702585/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:41:56 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Just when you thought it was safe :)</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Can Cold Water Clean Dishes?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is for all the germ conscious folks that worry about using cold water to clean. John went to visit his 90 year old grandfather in a very secluded, rural area of West Virginia.&lt;br&gt;
After spending a great evening chatting the night away, John's grandfather prepared breakfast of bacon, eggs and toast. However, John noticed a film like substance on his plate, and questioned his grandfather asking, 'Are these plates clean?' His grandfather replied, 'They're as clean as cold water can get them.Just you go ahead and finish your meal, Sonny!'&lt;br&gt;
For lunch the old man made hamburgers. Again, John was concerned about the plates as his appeared to have tiny specks around the edge that looked like dried egg and asked, 'Are you sure these plates are clean?' Without looking up the old man said, 'I told you before, Sonny, those dishes are as&lt;br&gt;
clean as cold water can get them. Now don't you fret, I don't want to hear another word about it!'&lt;br&gt;
Later that afternoon, John was on his way to a nearby town and as he was leaving, his grandfather's dog started to growl, and wouldn't let him pass.&lt;br&gt;
John yelled and said, 'Grandfather, your dog won't let me get to my car'.&lt;br&gt;
Without diverting his attention from the football game he was watching on TV, the old man shouted .&lt;br&gt;
'COLDWATER, GO LAY DOWN!!!!' &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-4702575/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/09/just-when-you-thought-it-was-safe-4702575/</link><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 10:40:06 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>apologies guys</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;My apologies to everyone for disappearing without a trace for so long.Had personal reasons. Hope to be back soon with some more funnies though may not have access to the internet for some of the time.&lt;br&gt;
      Soon guys.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/06/apologies-guys-4689644/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/09/06/apologies-guys-4689644/</link><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 12:39:30 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Poor Elton</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;Kylie Minogue, Robbie Williams &amp; Elton John were walking&lt;br&gt;
over a bridge.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;  Kylie trips and gets her head jammed between the railings.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;  With a couple of sideways glances Robbie pulls down her&lt;br&gt;
knickers and&lt;br&gt;
  shags her senseless.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He stands back. "Your turn", he tells Elton.&lt;br&gt;
But Elton starts crying.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"What's up?" asks Robbie.&lt;br&gt;
  Elton sobs, "My head won't fit between the railings!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/poor-elton-4128411/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/05/04/poor-elton-4128411/</link><pubDate>Sun, 04 May 2008 08:20:37 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Tagged by Joebangles</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;**The Rules -&lt;br&gt;
1. Link to the person's blog who tagged you.&lt;br&gt;
2. Post these rules on your blog.&lt;br&gt;
3. List seven random and/or weird facts about yourself&lt;br&gt;
4. Tag seven random people at the end of your post and include links to their blogs.&lt;br&gt;
5. Let each person know that they have been tagged by posting a comment on their blog.**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;7 strange facts about me? &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;1.- I ate marmalade sandwiches every day for four years in my schooldays.&lt;br&gt;
2.- I still have the occasional marmalade on toast even now.&lt;br&gt;
3.- Enjoy going into town on the bus for a change for a coffee at Mark and Sparks.&lt;br&gt;
4.-love dogs.&lt;br&gt;
5.-Dislike cats.&lt;br&gt;
6.- Am going to start boxercising at my tender age.&lt;br&gt;
7.- Have the same ridiculous sense of humour as my sister which we inflict on our parents every sunday.we are looking for some helium for our next sunday's jokefest.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/09/tagged-by-joebangles-4019533/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/09/tagged-by-joebangles-4019533/</link><pubDate>Wed, 09 Apr 2008 07:56:37 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Who's The Father?</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;A lady was in the delivery room starting to deliver her baby. As it made its appearance it was dark and had an afro. The doctor said, "Ma'am, have you ever slept with a black man?" She said, "Well, yes, but only once." "Once is all it takes" he replied. Then the torso appeared and it was yellow. "Ma'am, have you ever slept with an Asian man?" the doctor asked. "Well, yes" she said, "but only once." "Once is all it takes," he said. When the legs appeared they were red. The doctor asked her if she had ever slept with an Native American and she said, "only once," and he replied that that was all it took. Then the doctor held it upside down and slapped its bottom to make it cry. "Oh, thank God," she exclaimed "at least it doesn't bark!" &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/who-s-the-father-3998572/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/who-s-the-father-3998572/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:23:58 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Telepathic Watch</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A Navy pilot walks into a bar and takes a seat next to a very attractive woman. He gives her a quick glance then casually looks at his watch for a moment.&lt;br&gt;
The woman notices this and asks, "Is your date running late?"&lt;br&gt;
"No," he replies, "I just got this state-of-the-art watch, and I was just testing it."&lt;br&gt;
The intrigued woman says, "A state-of-the-art watch? What's so special about it?"&lt;br&gt;
The Navy pilot explains, "It uses alpha waves to talk to me telepathically."&lt;br&gt;
The lady says, "What's it telling you now?"&lt;br&gt;
"Well, it says you're not wearing any panties...."&lt;br&gt;
"The woman giggles and replies, "Well it must be broken because I am wearing&lt;br&gt;
panties!"&lt;br&gt;
The Navy pilot smirks, taps his watch and says, "Damn thing's an hour fast." &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/telepathic-watch-3998560/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/telepathic-watch-3998560/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:20:57 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>The Barmaid</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
An Australian guy decides to travel around the Greek Islands. He walks into a bar and Jenny (the Australian Barmaid) takes his order, Fosters, and notices his accent. Over the course of the night they get to know each other quite well. At the end of Jenny's shift he asks her if she wants to come back to his place and have s*x with him. Although she is attracted to him she says no. He then offers to pay her $200 for s*x. Jenny is travelling the world and because she is short of funds she agrees.&lt;br&gt;
The next night the guy turns up again, orders Fosters and after showing her plenty of attention throughout the night he asks if she will sleep with him again for $200. Jenny remembers the night before and is only too happy toagree.This goes on for 5 nights.&lt;br&gt;
On the 6th night the guy comes in, orders Fosters and sits in the corner. Jenny thinks that may be she should pay him more attention and may be shecan then skank some more cash out of him again. So she goes over and sitsnext to him. She asks him where he's from in Australia and he tells her Melbourne. "So am I... What suburb in Melbourne?" "Glen Iris" he replies&lt;br&gt;
"That's amazing..." she says, "...so am I - what Street?" "Cameo Street" he replies&lt;br&gt;
"This is unbelievable..." she says, "... what number?" He says"Number 20" and she is totally astonished.&lt;br&gt;
"You are not going to believe&lt;br&gt;
this but I'm from Number 22 and my parents still live there!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"I know..." he says, "...your Father gave me $1,000 to give to you" &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/the-barmaid-3998547/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/the-barmaid-3998547/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:19:17 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>The Ageing Explorer</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
A young reporter went to a retirement home to interview an aged but legendary explorer. The reporter asked the old man to tell him the most frightening experience he had ever had. The old explorer said, "Once I was hunting Bengal tigers in the jungles of India. I was on a narrow path and my faithful native gunbearer was behind me. Suddenly the largest tiger I have ever seen leaped onto the path in front of us. I turned to get my weapon only to find the native had fled. The tiger leapt toward me with a mighty ROARRRR! I pooped in my pants.&lt;br&gt;
The reporter said, "Under those circumstances anyone would have done the same."&lt;br&gt;
The old explorer said, "No, not then - just now when I went ''ROARRRR!''" &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/the-ageing-explorer-3998535/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/the-ageing-explorer-3998535/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:14:55 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>Catch</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;An old man in Mississippi is sitting on his front porch watching the sun rise. He sees the neighbor's kid walk by carrying something big under his arm. "Hey boy, whatcha got there?" "Roll of chicken wire."&lt;br&gt;
"What you gonna do with that?"&lt;br&gt;
"Gonna catch some chickens."&lt;br&gt;
"You damn fool! You can't catch chickens with chicken wire!" The boy just laughs and keeps walking. That evening at sunset, the boy comes walking by, dragging behind him the chicken wire with about 30 chickens caught in it.&lt;br&gt;
The next morning, the old man is out watching the sun rise and he sees the boy walk by carrying something in his hand. "Hey boy, whatcha got there?"&lt;br&gt;
"Roll of duct tape."&lt;br&gt;
"What you gonna do with that?"&lt;br&gt;
"Gonna catch me some ducks."&lt;br&gt;
"You damn fool! You can't catch ducks with duct tape!"&lt;br&gt;
The boy just laughs and keeps walking.That night around sunset the boy walks by, trailing behind him the unrolled roll of duct tape with about 35 ducks caught in it.&lt;br&gt;
The next morning, the old man sees the boy walking by carrying what looks like a long reed with something fuzzy on the end. ''Hey boy, whatcha got there?"&lt;br&gt;
"It's a pussy willow."&lt;br&gt;
"Wait up...I'll get my hat."&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/catch-3998526/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://mainbunny.blog.co.uk/2008/04/05/catch-3998526/</link><pubDate>Sat, 05 Apr 2008 12:09:42 +0200</pubDate></item><item><title>The Pickle Factory</title><description>	&lt;p&gt;
Fred comes home after a hard day's work at the pickle factory and announces to his wife that he's developed a terrible sexual compulsion; he wants to stick his dick in the pickle slicer. His wife suggests he see a sex therapist, but he says he's too embarrassed. He promises to sort his problem out himself ...&lt;br&gt;
A few weeks later, Fred comes home ashen-faced. His wife can see he's seriously upset.&lt;br&gt;
'What's wrong?' asks the wife.&lt;br&gt;
'Well ... you know that urge I had to stick my dick in the pickle slicer...'&lt;br&gt;
'Oh, My God!' says his wife, 'What happened?!'&lt;br&gt;
'I got fired' says Fred. His wife unzips him and, to her surprise, finds his dick still intact. Astonished, she asks 'What happened with the pickle slicer?'&lt;br&gt;
'Oh,' says Fred, 'She got fired too.'&lt;/p&gt;
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