<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:30:41.682-07:00</updated><category term='Funny Video'/><category term='Joke'/><category term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Fun for You</title><subtitle type='html'>Funny blog with collection of funny picture, funny text and funny video.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</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>66</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6553270731651442555</id><published>2008-09-07T07:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T07:36:24.180-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Confusing Chinese Name</title><content type='html'>Caller : Hello, can I speak to Annie Wan (anyone)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Yes, you can speak to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : No, I want to speak to Annie Wan (anyone)! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : You are talking to someone! Who is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : I'm Sam Wan (Someone). And I need to talk to Annie Wan (anyone)! It's urgent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I know you are someone and you want to talk to anyone! But what's this urgent matter about? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Well... just tell my sister Annie Wan (anyone) that our brother Noel Wan (no one)has involved in an accident. Noel Wan (no one)got injured and now Noel Wan (no one) is being sent to the hospital. Right now, Avery Wan (everyone) is on his way to the hospital. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : Look if no one was injured and no one was sent to the hospital, then the accident isn't an urgent matter! You may find this hilarious but I don't have time for this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : You are so rude! Who are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operator : I'm Saw Lee (Sorry). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caller : Yes! You should be sorry. Now give me your name!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6553270731651442555?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6553270731651442555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6553270731651442555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6553270731651442555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6553270731651442555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2008/09/confusing-chinese-name.html' title='Confusing Chinese Name'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7670849726194627733</id><published>2008-08-19T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T05:35:05.882-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Mr. Bean's Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/etUq95XKGiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/etUq95XKGiw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7670849726194627733?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7670849726194627733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7670849726194627733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7670849726194627733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7670849726194627733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2008/08/mr-beans-christmas.html' title='Mr. Bean&apos;s Christmas'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-2151251463340109188</id><published>2007-12-17T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:42:41.358-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Sunday School</title><content type='html'>Little Mary was not the best student in Sunday School. Usually she slept through the class. One day the teacher called on her while she was napping, ''Tell me, Mary, who created the universe?'' When Mary didn't stir, little Johnny, an altruistic boy seated in the chair behind her, took a pin and jabbed her in the rear. ''God Almighty !'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good'' and Mary fell back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A while later the teacher asked Mary, ''Who is our Lord and Savior?'' But Mary didn't even stir from her slumber. Once again, Johnny came to the rescue and stuck her again. ''Jesus Christ!'' shouted Mary and the teacher said, ''Very good,'' and Mary fell back to sleep. Then the teacher asked Mary a third question, ''What did Eve say to Adam after she had her twenty-third child?'' And again, Johnny jabbed her with the pin. This time Mary jumped up and shouted, ''If you stick that damn thing in me one more time, I'll break it in half!'' The Teacher fainted.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-2151251463340109188?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2151251463340109188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=2151251463340109188' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/2151251463340109188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/2151251463340109188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/12/sunday-school.html' title='Sunday School'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1041975906302633683</id><published>2007-12-17T05:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-17T05:38:50.852-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Check out this video clip:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id='vu_ytplayer_vjVQa1PpcFPhpvIjH8b7RAkkiiAeG4Vi5c9DUEHM--I='&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.youtube.com/browse'&gt;Watch the latest videos on YouTube.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;script type='text/javascript' src='http://www.youtube.com/cp/vjVQa1PpcFPhpvIjH8b7RAkkiiAeG4Vi5c9DUEHM--I='&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1041975906302633683?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1041975906302633683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1041975906302633683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1041975906302633683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1041975906302633683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/12/check-out-this-video-clip.html' title='Check out this video clip:'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3688124759696744022</id><published>2007-09-19T13:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:30:44.027-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Thiniking</title><content type='html'>Q. A woman of 35 thinks of having children. What does a man of 35 think of? &lt;br /&gt;A. Dating children.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3688124759696744022?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3688124759696744022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3688124759696744022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3688124759696744022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3688124759696744022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/thiniking.html' title='Thiniking'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7081373596863385721</id><published>2007-09-19T13:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:30:12.127-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Men = Mini Skirt</title><content type='html'>Men are like...Mini Skirts. If you're not careful, they'll creep up your legs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7081373596863385721?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7081373596863385721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7081373596863385721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7081373596863385721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7081373596863385721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/men-mini-skirt.html' title='Men = Mini Skirt'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7460583496468314209</id><published>2007-09-19T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T13:27:42.965-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Sick Man</title><content type='html'>After looking for love in all the wrong places, a man returns from the Middle &lt;br /&gt;East and is feeling very ill. He goes to see his doctor, and is immediately &lt;br /&gt;rushed to the Hospital to undergo tests. &lt;br /&gt;The man wakes up after the tests in a private room at the hospital. No one is around but the phone by his bed. and it rings. &lt;br /&gt;"This is your doctor. We've had the results back from your tests and we've found you have an extremely contagious and nasty STD called 'G.A.S.H.' It's a combination of Gonorrhea, AIDS, Syphilis, and Herpes!"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, my gosh," cried the man, "What are you going to do, doctor?" &lt;br /&gt;"Well, we're going to put you on a diet of pizzas, &lt;br /&gt;pancakes, and pita bread." &lt;br /&gt;"Will that cure me???" asked the man.&lt;br /&gt;The doctor replied, "Well no, but....they're the only foods we can get under the door."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7460583496468314209?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7460583496468314209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7460583496468314209' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7460583496468314209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7460583496468314209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/sick-man.html' title='Sick Man'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1639752826709055277</id><published>2007-09-17T19:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:10:27.374-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>God sent you</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;A 2nd grader asked her mother the age-old question, "How did I get here?" Her&lt;br /&gt;mother told her, "God sent you."&lt;br /&gt;Did God send you, too?" asked the child.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Dear," the mother replied.&lt;br /&gt;"What about Grandma and Grandpa?" the child persisted.&lt;br /&gt;He sent them also," the mother said.&lt;br /&gt;"Did he send their parents, too?" asked the child.&lt;br /&gt;"Yes, Dear, He did," said the mother patiently.&lt;br /&gt;"So you're telling me that there has been no sex in this family for 200 years!&lt;br /&gt;No wonder everyone's so grouchy around here." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1639752826709055277?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1639752826709055277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1639752826709055277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1639752826709055277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1639752826709055277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/god-sent-you.html' title='God sent you'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8837526463168419133</id><published>2007-09-17T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-17T19:00:20.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Banana Fish</title><content type='html'>You might say "what the heck is this?" Fish?? or Banana?? but dont think another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Ru8w58dijeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KFZx2crrSNE/s1600-h/fish_banana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Ru8w58dijeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KFZx2crrSNE/s320/fish_banana.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111357874129505762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8837526463168419133?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8837526463168419133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8837526463168419133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8837526463168419133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8837526463168419133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/banana-fish.html' title='Banana Fish'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Ru8w58dijeI/AAAAAAAAAGE/KFZx2crrSNE/s72-c/fish_banana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6850300433443772505</id><published>2007-09-14T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:08:04.708-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Sex in Advertising</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Two prostitutes were riding around town with a sign on top of their car which&lt;br /&gt;said: "TWO PROSTITUTES -- $50.00."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A policeman, seeing the sign, stopped them and told them they'd either have to&lt;br /&gt;remove the sign or go to jail.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just at that time, another car passed with a sign saying, "JESUS SAVES."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the girls asked the cop, "How come you don't stop them?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, that's a little different," the cop smiled. "Their sign pertains to&lt;br /&gt;religion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the two ladies of the night frowned as they took their sign&lt;br /&gt;down and drove off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following day found the same cop in the area when he noticed the two&lt;br /&gt;ladies driving around with a large sign on their car again. Figuring he had an&lt;br /&gt;easy arrest, he began to catch up with them when he noticed the new sign which&lt;br /&gt;now read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"TWO ANGELS SEEKING PETER -- $50.00."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6850300433443772505?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6850300433443772505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6850300433443772505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6850300433443772505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6850300433443772505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/sex-in-advertising.html' title='Sex in Advertising'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5294579712181184817</id><published>2007-09-14T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:02:55.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>On The Job Training</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Three couples were married and stayed at the same hotel for their honeymoons,&lt;br /&gt;where they were all taken care of by Dave the Bellboy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first man married a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave showed them to their room and thought to himself, "What a lucky guy.&lt;br /&gt;Nurses are known to be hot to trot".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man married a telephone operator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave showed them to their room and thought to himself,” Wow, he's a lucky one.&lt;br /&gt;Telephone operators have sexy voices and once you pop that top&lt;br /&gt;button...A-bomb.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The third man married a school teacher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave showed them to their room and thought to himself, "Poor guy, she's pretty&lt;br /&gt;but teachers are just too frigid".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Dave reported to work at 5:30 in the morning. He expected&lt;br /&gt;only the teacher's husband to call for breakfast any minute and the other two&lt;br /&gt;would call much later in the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:00 a.m. the phone rang. It was the nurse's husband wanting breakfast. The&lt;br /&gt;nurse's husband opened the door and Dave stepped back in shock. The man's&lt;br /&gt;pajamas were still pressed and his hair nicely combed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave asked, "What happened sir? You married a nurse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man sourly replies, "Son, don't ever marry a nurse. All I heard last night&lt;br /&gt;was her nagging voice saying, “You’re not sanitary, and you’re not sanitary."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6:30 a.m., the phone rang again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The telephone operator's husband called for breakfast. Dave brought it as fast&lt;br /&gt;as possible hoping for the best. The man opened the door and Dave stepped back&lt;br /&gt;in shock. The man's hair and pajamas were properly combed and pressed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave asked," What happened? Telephone operators are supposed to be as sexy as&lt;br /&gt;their voices."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man sourly replies "Son, don't ever marry a telephone operator. All I&lt;br /&gt;heard last night was her nasal voice saying, "You're three minutes are up, your&lt;br /&gt;three minutes are up."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave went back down to the desk, just knowing the teacher’s husband would be&lt;br /&gt;calling any minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 4:30 p.m., the teacher's husband called for breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave can't believe it but quickly took the breakfast to the couple’s room. The&lt;br /&gt;man opened the door and Dave took a step back in shock. The man was wearing only&lt;br /&gt;his boxers, his hair was a mess, and he had scratch marks on his chest, arms and&lt;br /&gt;legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joe fearing the worst asked “What happened to you? Did you have a&lt;br /&gt;fight?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man smiled and happily replied, "No. Son, when you marry, be sure to marry&lt;br /&gt;a school teacher. All I heard last night was her sexy smooth voice saying "We&lt;br /&gt;are going to do this over and over, until we get right."&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5294579712181184817?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5294579712181184817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5294579712181184817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5294579712181184817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5294579712181184817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/on-job-training.html' title='On The Job Training'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6543190617769225578</id><published>2007-09-14T17:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T17:58:25.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Furrier Funnies</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Sam and a beautiful woman walk into a very posh Beverly Hills furrier. "Show&lt;br /&gt;the lady your finest mink!" the fellow exclaims. So the owner of the shop goes&lt;br /&gt;in back and comes out with an absolutely gorgeous full-length coat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the lady tries it on, the furrier discreetly whispers to the man, "Ah, sir&lt;br /&gt;that particular fur goes for $65,000." "No problem! I'll write you a check!"&lt;br /&gt;"Very good, sir." says the shop owner. "Today is Saturday. You may come by on&lt;br /&gt;Monday to pick it up, after your check has cleared."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Sam and the woman leave. On Monday, the Morris returns. The store owner is&lt;br /&gt;outraged: "How dare you show your face in here? There wasn't a single penny in&lt;br /&gt;your checking account!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I just had to come by," grinned Sam, "to thank you for the most wonderful&lt;br /&gt;weekend of my life!"&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6543190617769225578?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6543190617769225578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6543190617769225578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6543190617769225578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6543190617769225578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/furrier-funnies.html' title='Furrier Funnies'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8059547268746354495</id><published>2007-09-13T13:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:13:46.552-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Footballing definitions</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Football: A game consisting of 22 skilled players, one impartial referee, two&lt;br /&gt;eagle eyed referee's assistants and one stupid ball.&lt;br /&gt;Teammate: Another person that you have to dribble around&lt;br /&gt;Fans: Two sets of abusive referees&lt;br /&gt;Offside: The Bermuda Triangle area of the pitch where "innocent" players are&lt;br /&gt;drawn towards.&lt;br /&gt;Scoring: When 11 men spontaneously start dancing and kissing, regardless of&lt;br /&gt;any injuries, whilst 11 others droop like wallflowers&lt;br /&gt;Striker: Faultless, overpaid, box hogging lay about whom only misses the goal&lt;br /&gt;when he is fed a bad ball&lt;br /&gt;Defender: Player who's function is to commit fouls just outside of the penalty&lt;br /&gt;area&lt;br /&gt;Ball: Round object used by referees to entice players into committing fouls.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8059547268746354495?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8059547268746354495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8059547268746354495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8059547268746354495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8059547268746354495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/footballing-definitions.html' title='Footballing definitions'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5388315506345199476</id><published>2007-09-13T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-13T13:10:33.281-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>First Lady</title><content type='html'>First Lady Hillary Clinton and Attorney General Janet Reno . . .&lt;br /&gt;. . . were having one of those girl to girl talks. Hillary says to Janet,&lt;br /&gt;You're lucky that you don't have to put up with men having sex with you. I have&lt;br /&gt;to put up with Bill, and there is no telling where he last had his."&lt;br /&gt;Janet responded. "Just because I am considered ugly, doesn't mean I don't have&lt;br /&gt;to fight off unwelcome sexual advances."&lt;br /&gt;Hillary asks, "Well how do you deal with the problem?"&lt;br /&gt;Janet: "Whenever I feel that a guy is getting ready to make a pass at me, I&lt;br /&gt;muster all my might and squeeze out the loudest, nastiest, fart I can."&lt;br /&gt;Well, that night, Bill was already in bed with the lights out when Hillary&lt;br /&gt;headed for bed. She could hear him start to stir, and knew that he would be&lt;br /&gt;wanting some action. She had been saving her farts all day, and was ready for&lt;br /&gt;him. She tenses up her butt cheeks and forces out the most disgusting sounding&lt;br /&gt;fart you could imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Bill rolls over and says, "Is that you Janet?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5388315506345199476?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5388315506345199476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5388315506345199476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5388315506345199476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5388315506345199476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-lady.html' title='First Lady'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4802807993212576407</id><published>2007-09-12T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:38:36.884-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>The Laziest</title><content type='html'>A site foreman had ten very lazy men working for him, so one day he decided to &lt;br /&gt;trick them into doing some work for a change. &lt;br /&gt;"I've got a really easy job today for the laziest one among you," he &lt;br /&gt;announced. "Will the laziest man please put his hand up?" &lt;br /&gt;Nine hands went up. &lt;br /&gt;"Why didn't you put your hand up?" he asked the tenth man. &lt;br /&gt;"Too much trouble," came the reply.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4802807993212576407?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4802807993212576407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4802807993212576407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4802807993212576407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4802807993212576407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/laziest.html' title='The Laziest'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7005163679017109134</id><published>2007-09-12T19:29:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:37:08.079-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Hiding in the Closet</title><content type='html'>A guy gets home early from work and hears strange noises coming from the &lt;br /&gt;bedroom. He rushes upstairs to find his wife naked on the bed, sweating and &lt;br /&gt;panting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's up?" he asks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I'm having a heart attack!" cries the woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He rushes downstairs to grab the phone, but just as he is dialing, his 4-year &lt;br /&gt;old son comes up and says, "Daddy! Daddy! Uncle Ted's hiding in your wardrobe &lt;br /&gt;and he's got no clothes on!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy slams the phone down and storms upstairs into the bedroom, past his &lt;br /&gt;screaming wife, and rips open the wardrobe door. Sure enough, there is his &lt;br /&gt;brother, totally naked, cowering on the wardrobe floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''You bastard," says the husband. "My wife is having a heart attack and you're &lt;br /&gt;running around with no clothes on scaring the kids!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7005163679017109134?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7005163679017109134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7005163679017109134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7005163679017109134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7005163679017109134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/hiding-in-closet.html' title='Hiding in the Closet'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7963500341978284545</id><published>2007-09-12T19:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T19:29:32.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Microsoft</title><content type='html'>What did Bill Gates' wife say to him on their wedding night? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now I know why you named your company Microsoft!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7963500341978284545?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7963500341978284545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7963500341978284545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7963500341978284545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7963500341978284545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/microsoft.html' title='Microsoft'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4301274463048560238</id><published>2007-09-12T11:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:35:59.250-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Just 4 laughs:Gags</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/knjZFCHKRdw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/knjZFCHKRdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4301274463048560238?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4301274463048560238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4301274463048560238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4301274463048560238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4301274463048560238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-4-laughsgags.html' title='Just 4 laughs:Gags'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8886625898594023687</id><published>2007-09-12T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:26:39.868-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Covered by the mafia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rugu58dijdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NpFx2RAjQt8/s1600-h/mafia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rugu58dijdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NpFx2RAjQt8/s320/mafia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5109385350269275602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8886625898594023687?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8886625898594023687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8886625898594023687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8886625898594023687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8886625898594023687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/covered-by-mafia.html' title='Covered by the mafia'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rugu58dijdI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NpFx2RAjQt8/s72-c/mafia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4513952056872101411</id><published>2007-09-12T11:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:21:15.888-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Doctor Visit</title><content type='html'>An attractive young girl, chaperoned by an ugly old crone, entered the &lt;br /&gt;doctor's office. "We have come for an examination" said the young girl. &lt;br /&gt;"Alright," said the doctor. "Go behind that curtain and take your clothes &lt;br /&gt;off." &lt;br /&gt;"No, not me" said the girl. "it's my old aunt here."&lt;br /&gt;"Very well," said the doctor. "Madam, please stick out your tongue."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4513952056872101411?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4513952056872101411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4513952056872101411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4513952056872101411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4513952056872101411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/doctor-visit.html' title='Doctor Visit'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1133807157266855069</id><published>2007-09-12T11:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:16:45.005-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Arithmetic</title><content type='html'>TEACHER: If you had one dollar and you asked your father for another, how many &lt;br /&gt;dollars would you have? &lt;br /&gt;VINCENT: One dollar. &lt;br /&gt;TEACHER(sadly): You don't know your arithmetic. &lt;br /&gt;VINCENT(sadly): You don't know my father.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1133807157266855069?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1133807157266855069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1133807157266855069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1133807157266855069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1133807157266855069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/arithmetic.html' title='Arithmetic'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5696127394369322318</id><published>2007-09-12T11:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:15:36.410-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>The Devout Catholic Woman</title><content type='html'>Maria is a devout Catholic. She gets married and has 17 children. Then her &lt;br /&gt;husband dies. She remarries two weeks later, and has 22 children by her next &lt;br /&gt;husband. Then he dies. A while later, she dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the funeral, the priest looks skyward and says, "At last they're finally &lt;br /&gt;together."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A guy sitting in the front row says, "Excuse me Father, but do you &lt;br /&gt;mean her and her first husband, or her and her second husband?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I mean her legs!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5696127394369322318?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5696127394369322318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5696127394369322318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5696127394369322318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5696127394369322318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/devout-catholic-woman.html' title='The Devout Catholic Woman'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5928777104229945586</id><published>2007-09-12T11:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T11:13:42.064-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Hillary Clinton's OB-GYN</title><content type='html'>Hillary Clinton went for her annual exam. After the exam, the OB-GYN told her &lt;br /&gt;that she was pregnant, and in great shape. Hillary couldn't believe the news and &lt;br /&gt;stormed out of the office. She rushed to her limo and picked up the phone to &lt;br /&gt;call the Oval Office. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You got me pregnant! How could you be so careless?" There is a silence on the &lt;br /&gt;other end. Finally, she hears Bill's voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Who is this?''&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5928777104229945586?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5928777104229945586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5928777104229945586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5928777104229945586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5928777104229945586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/hillary-clintons-ob-gyn.html' title='Hillary Clinton&apos;s OB-GYN'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7889034817391474063</id><published>2007-09-12T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:16:15.153-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Superman</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Superman was flying over a nude beach when he noticed Wonder Woman sunbathing.&lt;br /&gt;Being faster than a speeding bullet he decides that he can screw her quick&lt;br /&gt;without her knowing. So he swoops down does his business. Wonder Woman jumps up&lt;br /&gt;and says "what the hell was that?", the Invisableman replies "I don't know but&lt;br /&gt;my ass sure hurts."     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7889034817391474063?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7889034817391474063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7889034817391474063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7889034817391474063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7889034817391474063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/superman.html' title='Superman'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4931634798001248058</id><published>2007-09-12T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:14:08.498-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Difference between a girlfriend and a wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;Q: What's the difference between a girlfriend and a wife?&lt;br /&gt;A: Oh about 45 pounds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4931634798001248058?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4931634798001248058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4931634798001248058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4931634798001248058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4931634798001248058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/difference-between-girlfriend-and-wife.html' title='Difference between a girlfriend and a wife'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8372576919458365768</id><published>2007-09-12T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:12:13.770-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>soldier</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;a woman walks into a supermarket, and notices a male customer whose zipper is&lt;br /&gt;undone. The woman kindly says" excuse me sir,but your barracks doors are open".&lt;br /&gt;Not having a clue what the woman was talking about he continued shopping. A few&lt;br /&gt;moments later another customer approached the man and explained that his zipper&lt;br /&gt;was undone. The man zipped up and continued his shopping. At the checkout he ran&lt;br /&gt;into the woman who originally informed him of his zipper.He decides to play into&lt;br /&gt;her unusual comment; "excuse me maam, when you noticed my barracks door was&lt;br /&gt;open, did you happen to see a soldier standing at full attention?" The woman&lt;br /&gt;responded by saying " no, all i saw was a disabled vet sitting on two duffle&lt;br /&gt;bags"       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8372576919458365768?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8372576919458365768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8372576919458365768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8372576919458365768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8372576919458365768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/soldier.html' title='soldier'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4628815549912373602</id><published>2007-09-12T08:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:10:44.741-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>I thought I was, but mother says I'm not."</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;A certain little girl, when asked her name, would reply, "I'm Mr. Hudson's&lt;br /&gt;daughter." Her mother told her this was wrong, she must just say, "I'm Jane&lt;br /&gt;Hudson." The minister spoke to her in Sunday school and said, "Aren't you Mr.&lt;br /&gt;Hudson's daughter?" She replied, "Well, I thought I was, but mother says I'm&lt;br /&gt;not."      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4628815549912373602?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4628815549912373602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4628815549912373602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4628815549912373602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4628815549912373602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-thought-i-was-but-mother-says-im-not.html' title='I thought I was, but mother says I&apos;m not.&quot;'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8980807926360855617</id><published>2007-09-12T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:10:04.409-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>One day a little girl came running into her house</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;One day a little girl came running into her house yelling, "Mommy, I got five&lt;br /&gt;dollars!" The mother was curious, so she asked her child where she got the five&lt;br /&gt;dollars from.&lt;br /&gt;The little girl replied: ''Tommy down the street gave me five dollars for&lt;br /&gt;doing cartwheel while he sat in the tree.&lt;br /&gt;The mother told her daughter: "Don't you know that Tommy is just trying to see&lt;br /&gt;your panties."&lt;br /&gt;''OOOOhhhh'' said the little girl.&lt;br /&gt;The next day the little girl came running into the house yelling, "Mommy, I&lt;br /&gt;got ten dollars. The mother asked, "Where did you get the ten dollars from?"&lt;br /&gt;The little girl replied, "Tommy down the street gave me ten dollars for doing&lt;br /&gt;a cartwheel while he sat up in the tree and laughed."&lt;br /&gt;The mother replied: "Didn't I tell you that he is...''&lt;br /&gt;Before the mother could finish, the little girl said, ''Wait Mommy! I tricked&lt;br /&gt;him, I didn't wear any panties today.''&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8980807926360855617?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8980807926360855617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8980807926360855617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8980807926360855617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8980807926360855617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/one-day-little-girl-came-running-into.html' title='One day a little girl came running into her house'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6352222862469890713</id><published>2007-09-12T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T08:05:57.442-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Birthday Boy</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="format"&gt;A little boy goes up to his mom and says "mommy can take a shower with you?"&lt;br /&gt;The mom says no, so the boys goes "please it's my birthday" "Ok" says the mom&lt;br /&gt;"just don't look up or down" "Ok I promise" says the boy. But as soon as they're&lt;br /&gt;in the shower the boy looks up and says "mommy what are those?" so the mom says&lt;br /&gt;"those are my headlights" "oh" says the boy. Then he looks down and says "mommy&lt;br /&gt;what is that?" so she says "that's my bush" "oh" said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;So later the boy goes up to his dad and says "daddy can take a shower with&lt;br /&gt;you?" and the dad says "no". "Please it's my birthday" "ok" said the dad "just&lt;br /&gt;don't look down" "ok I promise" said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as they're in the shower the boy looks down and says "daddy what's&lt;br /&gt;that?" so the dad says "that's my snake" "oh" said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;So later that night the boy says "mommy, daddy can I get in bed with you I had&lt;br /&gt;a bad dream" "no" say his parents. "Please it's my birthday" "Ok" said his&lt;br /&gt;parents "just don't look under the covers" "ok I promise" said the boy.&lt;br /&gt;But as soon as he's in the bed he looks under the covers and screams "mom turn&lt;br /&gt;your head lights there's a snake in your bush!"     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6352222862469890713?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6352222862469890713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6352222862469890713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6352222862469890713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6352222862469890713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/birthday-boy.html' title='Birthday Boy'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4796134148092041484</id><published>2007-09-07T14:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:16:02.731-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Just for Laughs - Bug</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRuECMGdvPM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VRuECMGdvPM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4796134148092041484?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4796134148092041484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4796134148092041484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4796134148092041484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4796134148092041484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/just-for-laughs-bug.html' title='Just for Laughs - Bug'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3959749570400136768</id><published>2007-09-07T14:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:11:53.490-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>The blonde and 911</title><content type='html'>Three blondes are attempting to change a light bulb. One of them              decides to call 911:&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: We need help. We're three blondes changing a light bulb.&lt;br /&gt;            Operator: Hmmmmm. You put in a fresh bulb?&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;            Operator: The power in the house in on?&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: Of course.&lt;br /&gt;            Operator: And the switch is on?&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: Yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;            Operator: And the bulb still won't light up?&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: No, it's working fine.&lt;br /&gt;            Operator: Then what's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;            Blonde: We got dizzy spinning the ladder around and we all fell and              hurt ourselves.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3959749570400136768?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3959749570400136768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3959749570400136768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3959749570400136768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3959749570400136768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/blonde-and-911.html' title='The blonde and 911'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3597821034188394469</id><published>2007-09-07T14:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:09:04.083-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Deodorant</title><content type='html'>Another blonde, another store. She goes over to the deodorant              display and tells the clerk&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "I need to buy some deodorant for my husband."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "Does he use the ball kind?" inquired the clerk.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "No," replied the blonde, "The kind for under his arms."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3597821034188394469?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3597821034188394469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3597821034188394469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3597821034188394469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3597821034188394469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/deodorant.html' title='Deodorant'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8101493340977923246</id><published>2007-09-07T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T14:06:46.996-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>A Topless Chick</title><content type='html'>Here is a topless chick for guys...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RuG9L0v404I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K29PewetXwM/s1600-h/topc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RuG9L0v404I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K29PewetXwM/s320/topc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5107571463250563970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8101493340977923246?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8101493340977923246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8101493340977923246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8101493340977923246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8101493340977923246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/09/topless-chick.html' title='A Topless Chick'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RuG9L0v404I/AAAAAAAAAFY/K29PewetXwM/s72-c/topc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3811556549882969815</id><published>2007-08-31T15:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T15:11:50.736-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Find Husband...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtiSCkv401I/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvXUuVZ3KZ8/s1600-h/vacuum4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtiSCkv401I/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvXUuVZ3KZ8/s400/vacuum4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104990750546383698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3811556549882969815?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3811556549882969815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3811556549882969815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3811556549882969815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3811556549882969815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/find-husband.html' title='Find Husband...'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtiSCkv401I/AAAAAAAAAFA/xvXUuVZ3KZ8/s72-c/vacuum4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7861340126147639794</id><published>2007-08-31T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:26:50.802-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>A Chemical Analysis of Woman</title><content type='html'>Element : Woman&lt;br /&gt;            Symbol : wo&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Atomic Weight: Accepted as 118, but known to vary from 93 to 280&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Discoverer : Adam&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Occurrence : Copius quantities in all Urban areas, with slightly              lower concentrations in suburban and rural areas. Known to occuur in              small, highly concentrated deposits in Urban areas (see Shopping              Mall).&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Physical properties :&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            1. Surface usually covered with painted film.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            2. Boils at nothing, freezes without reason.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            3. Melts if given special treatment.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            4. Bitter if used incorrectly. Can cause headaches, handle with              care.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            5. Found in various states ranging from virgin metal to common ore.            &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            6. Yields to pressure applied at correct points.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Chemical properties :&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            1. Has great affinity for Gold, Silver, Platinum, and and many of              the precious stones.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            2. May explode spontaneously if left alone.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            3. Absorbs great quantities of expensive substances.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            4. Insoluble in liquids, but displays a certain amount of increased              activity when saturated with alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            5. Repels cheap material, neutral to common sense.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            6. Most powerful money-reducing agent known to man.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Uses :&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            1. Highly ornamental, esp. in sports cars.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            2. Can greatly improve relaxation levels.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            3. Can warm and comfort under certain circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            4. Can cool things down when it's too hot.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Tests :&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            1. Pure specimen turns rosy pink when discovered in a natural state.            &lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            2. Turns green when placed beside a better specimen.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Caution :&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            1. Highly dangerous except in experienced hands. Use extreme care              when handling.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            2. Illegal to posses more than one. (Dangerous also.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7861340126147639794?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7861340126147639794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7861340126147639794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7861340126147639794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7861340126147639794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/chemical-analysis-of-woman.html' title='A Chemical Analysis of Woman'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-360712317363272610</id><published>2007-08-31T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-31T14:13:12.902-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Dead Branch</title><content type='html'>A little girl walks into her parents' bathroom and notices for              the First time, her father's nakedness.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Immediately, she is curious: he has equipment that she doesn't have.              She asks, "What are those round things hanging there, daddy?"&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Proudly, he replies, "Those, sweetheart, are God's Apples of Life.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Without them we wouldn't be here."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Puzzled, she seeks her mommy out and tells her what daddy has said.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            To which mommy asks, "Did he say anything about the dead branch              they're hanging from?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-360712317363272610?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/360712317363272610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=360712317363272610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/360712317363272610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/360712317363272610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/dead-branch.html' title='Dead Branch'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5115882757056548119</id><published>2007-08-29T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T18:04:57.940-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Future Firefighter</title><content type='html'>Break Glass in Case of Fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtYXXEv400I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vZIqRFwkvKw/s1600-h/breakglass.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtYXXEv400I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vZIqRFwkvKw/s400/breakglass.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104292912850064194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5115882757056548119?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5115882757056548119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5115882757056548119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5115882757056548119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5115882757056548119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/future-firefighter.html' title='Future Firefighter'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtYXXEv400I/AAAAAAAAAE4/vZIqRFwkvKw/s72-c/breakglass.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-610506885588201133</id><published>2007-08-29T17:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T17:59:48.685-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Ultra dumb people 02</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;A man spoke frantically into the phone, "My wife is pregnant and her contractions are only two minutes apart!" "Is this her first child?" the doctor asked. "No, you idiot!" the man shouted. "This is her husband!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-610506885588201133?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/610506885588201133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=610506885588201133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/610506885588201133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/610506885588201133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/ultra-dumb-people-02.html' title='Ultra dumb people 02'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6100965668514419793</id><published>2007-08-27T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T19:49:03.905-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Why Men Lie</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;One day, while a woodcutter was cutting a branch of a tree above a river, his axe fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord appeared and asked, "Why are you crying?" The woodcutter replied that his axe has fallen into water, and he needed the axe to make his living.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord went down into the water and reappeared with a golden axe. "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The woodcutter replied, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Lord again went down and came up with a silver axe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;"Is this your axe?" the Lord asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Again, the woodcutter replied, "No."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Lord went down again and came up with an iron axe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; "Is this your axe?" the Lord asked. The woodcutter replied, "Yes."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord was pleased with the man's honesty and gave  him all three axes to keep, and the woodcutter went home happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some time later the woodcutter was walking with his wife along the riverbank, and his wife fell into the river. When he cried out, the Lord again appeared and asked him, "Why are you crying?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Lord, my wife has fallen into the water!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord went down into the water and came up with Jennifer Lopez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;"Is this your wife?" the Lord asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Yes," cried the woodcutter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;The Lord was furious. "You lied! That is an untruth!" The woodcutter replied, "Oh, forgive me, my Lord. It is a misunderstanding. You see, if I had said 'no' to  Jennifer Lopez, You would have come up with Catherine Zeta-Jones. Then if I said 'no' to her, you would have come up with my wife. Had I then said 'yes', you would have given me all three. Lord, I am a poor man, and am not able to take care of all three wives, so THAT'S why I said yes to Jennifer Lopez."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral of this story is: Whenever a man lies, it is for a good and honourable reason, and for the benefit  of others.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;That's our story, and we're sticking to it! -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6100965668514419793?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6100965668514419793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6100965668514419793' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6100965668514419793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6100965668514419793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-men-lie.html' title='Why Men Lie'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8464713005641406422</id><published>2007-08-27T14:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:56:15.842-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Indian Marriage Jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;1. Women are unpredictable. Before marriage, she expects a man,              after marriage she suspects him, and after death she respects him.             &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;2.There was this guy who told his woman that he loved her so much              that he would go thru hell for her. They got married - and now he is              going thru hell. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;3.A man inserted an 'ad' in the classifieds : " Wife wanted".              Next day, he received a hundred letters. They all said the same              thing "You can have mine." &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;4. When a man opens the door of his car for his wife, you can be              sure of one thing: either the car is new or the wife. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;5. It's easy to tell if a man is married or not. Just watch him              drive a car with a woman sitting beside him. If both his hands are              on the wheel, you can be sure he is married. &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;6. A man received a letter from some kidnappers. The letter said,              "If you don't promise to send us $100,000, we promise you we will              kidnap your wife." The poor man wrote back, " I am afraid I can't              keep my promise but I hope you will keep yours." &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;7. "What's the matter, you look depressed." "I'm having trouble              with my wife." "What happened?" "She said she wasn't going to speak              to me for 30 days." But that ought to make you happy." "It did, but              today is the last day." &lt;/p&gt;             &lt;p&gt;8."Darling," whispered a frail little husband from his chair. "              I'm very sick, would you please call me a vet?". "A vet? Why do you              want a vet and not a medical doctor?" The husband replied. Because I              work like a horse,live like a dog, and have to sleep with a silly              cow."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8464713005641406422?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8464713005641406422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8464713005641406422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8464713005641406422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8464713005641406422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/indian-marriage-jokes.html' title='Indian Marriage Jokes'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3049450694432648585</id><published>2007-08-27T14:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:54:41.724-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Today Kids Think</title><content type='html'>In this IT world, technology makes the change in how people think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtNIBEv40zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WRLkcwHy6xs/s1600-h/download.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtNIBEv40zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WRLkcwHy6xs/s400/download.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103501986032571186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3049450694432648585?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3049450694432648585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3049450694432648585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3049450694432648585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3049450694432648585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/today-kids-think.html' title='Today Kids Think'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtNIBEv40zI/AAAAAAAAAEw/WRLkcwHy6xs/s72-c/download.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6577312337913197386</id><published>2007-08-27T14:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T14:34:39.922-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Perfect Man in a Book Store</title><content type='html'>Q: Where is the best place in a book store to find a man who is handsome, a good lover and a stimulating partner?&lt;br /&gt;A: In the pages of a romance novel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6577312337913197386?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6577312337913197386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6577312337913197386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6577312337913197386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6577312337913197386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/perfect-man-in-book-store.html' title='Perfect Man in a Book Store'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1873209248140478017</id><published>2007-08-26T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T16:25:41.883-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Effects Of Drugs And Alcohol On Spider Webs</title><content type='html'>In the 1960s, Dr. Peter Witt gave spiders various kinds of drugs and alcohol to observe the effects on their webs. The results were pretty interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="464" height="392"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://embed.break.com/MjAzMDY2"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://embed.break.com/MjAzMDY2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="464" height="392"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;font size=1&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.break.com/index/effect_of_drugs_and_alcohol_on_spider_webs.html"&gt;Effects Of Drugs And Alcohol On Spider Webs&lt;/a&gt; - Watch more &lt;a href="http://www.break.com/"&gt;free videos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1873209248140478017?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1873209248140478017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1873209248140478017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1873209248140478017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1873209248140478017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/effects-of-drugs-and-alcohol-on-spider.html' title='Effects Of Drugs And Alcohol On Spider Webs'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8076285378814908415</id><published>2007-08-26T09:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T09:06:51.376-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>The Top 10 Road Signs</title><content type='html'>Whats you gonna do if you see road signs like these...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtGkeUv40uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9GoXzj9GUrw/s1600-h/roadsigns.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtGkeUv40uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9GoXzj9GUrw/s400/roadsigns.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103040693660078818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8076285378814908415?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8076285378814908415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8076285378814908415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8076285378814908415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8076285378814908415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/top-10-road-signs.html' title='The Top 10 Road Signs'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtGkeUv40uI/AAAAAAAAAEI/9GoXzj9GUrw/s72-c/roadsigns.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-4221376300313844944</id><published>2007-08-26T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T09:00:15.937-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Nasa And the Lawyer</title><content type='html'>NASA was interviewing professionals to be sent to Mars. Only one              could go -- and couldn’t return to Earth.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The first applicant, an engineer, was asked how much he wanted to be              paid for going. “A million dollars,” he answered, “because I want to              donate it to M.I.T.”&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The next applicant, a doctor, was asked the same question. He asked              for $2 million. “I want to give a million to my family,” he              explained, “and leave the other million for the advancement of              medical research.”&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The last applicant was a lawyer. When asked how much money he              wanted, he whispered in the interviewer’s ear, “Three million              dollars.”&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            “Why so much more than the others?” asked the interviewer.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The lawyer replied, “If you give me $3 million, I’ll give you $1              million, I’ll keep $1 million, and we’ll send the engineer to Mars.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-4221376300313844944?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/4221376300313844944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=4221376300313844944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4221376300313844944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/4221376300313844944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/nasa-and-lawyer.html' title='Nasa And the Lawyer'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1375153355307480233</id><published>2007-08-25T14:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:46:19.658-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>When Iraq Runs Out of Oil...</title><content type='html'>Don't worry we can still get oil from other............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nlearningcenter.com/Funny%20Video.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtCi70v40tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5IvScRlzFAw/s400/mars_oil.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102757526466253522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1375153355307480233?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1375153355307480233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1375153355307480233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1375153355307480233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1375153355307480233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-iraq-runs-out-of-oil.html' title='When Iraq Runs Out of Oil...'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtCi70v40tI/AAAAAAAAAEA/5IvScRlzFAw/s72-c/mars_oil.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6993495743941832053</id><published>2007-08-25T14:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:39:30.256-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Chinese going to america</title><content type='html'>Once, there was 3 chinese people who wanted to go to America.&lt;br /&gt;            Their names were Bu, Chu, and Fu. Since these names would sound&lt;br /&gt;            awfully weird, Bu said, "I'll change me name to Buck, adding ck&lt;br /&gt;            to the end." Chu then said, "then I'll become Chuck." After a&lt;br /&gt;            long pause, Fu said, "I guess I'll go back to China."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6993495743941832053?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6993495743941832053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6993495743941832053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6993495743941832053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6993495743941832053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/chinese-going-to-america.html' title='Chinese going to america'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6599061983760994475</id><published>2007-08-25T14:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:37:58.094-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Osama Bin Laden</title><content type='html'>Osama bin Laden and one of his followers were riding on a camel&lt;br /&gt;            when they stopped at a small town. Bin Laden gets off the camel&lt;br /&gt;            and lifts up its tail and looks at the camel's butt, just then a&lt;br /&gt;            guy comes over and says, "What are you doing?"&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Osama replies, "About 2 miles back I heard someone say, 'Hey,&lt;br /&gt;            look at the two assholes on that camel."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6599061983760994475?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6599061983760994475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6599061983760994475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6599061983760994475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6599061983760994475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/osama-bin-laden.html' title='Osama Bin Laden'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8689535277594701376</id><published>2007-08-25T14:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:36:17.716-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>African And American- Chewing Gum</title><content type='html'>A South African is enjoying a hearty breakfast -&lt;br /&gt;            coffee, croissants, toast, butter &amp;amp; jam, etc. when&lt;br /&gt;            an American, chewing gum, sits next to him and&lt;br /&gt;            starts an unwanted conversation:&lt;br /&gt;            American: "You South Africans eat the whole bread?"&lt;br /&gt;            South African: "Of course."&lt;br /&gt;            American (blowing bubble with his gum): "We don't. In&lt;br /&gt;            the States, we only eat what's inside. The crusts we&lt;br /&gt;            collect in a container, recycle, rebake them into&lt;br /&gt;            croissants and sell them to South Africa."&lt;br /&gt;            American: "D'ya eat jam with the bread?"&lt;br /&gt;            South African: "Of course."&lt;br /&gt;            American (chuckling and crackling his gum between his&lt;br /&gt;            teeth): "We don't. In the States we eat fresh fruit&lt;br /&gt;            for breakfast, put all the peels, seeds and left overs&lt;br /&gt;            into containers, recycle them into jam and sell it to&lt;br /&gt;            South Africa."&lt;br /&gt;            South African: "Do you have sex in America?"&lt;br /&gt;            American: "Of course we do."&lt;br /&gt;            South African: "And what do you do with the condoms?"&lt;br /&gt;            American: "Throw them away of course."&lt;br /&gt;            South African: "We don't. We put them in a&lt;br /&gt;            container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing&lt;br /&gt;            gum and sell it to America."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8689535277594701376?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8689535277594701376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8689535277594701376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8689535277594701376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8689535277594701376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/african-and-american-chewing-gum.html' title='African And American- Chewing Gum'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3962733451789509093</id><published>2007-08-25T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:32:10.508-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Marriage quotes 01</title><content type='html'>Marriage is not a word. It is a sentence--a life sentence.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage is very much like a violin; after the sweet music is over,              the strings are attached.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage is love. Love is blind. Therefore, marriage is an              institution for the blind.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage is an institution in which a man loses his Bachelor's              Degree and the woman gets her Masters.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage is a thing which puts a ring on a woman's finger and two              under the man's eyes.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage certificate is just another word for a work permit.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage is not just a having a wife, but also worries inherited              forever.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Marriage requires a man to prepare 4 types of "rings":&lt;br /&gt;            * The Engagement Ring&lt;br /&gt;            * The Wedding Ring&lt;br /&gt;            * The Suffe-Ring&lt;br /&gt;            * The Endu-Ring&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3962733451789509093?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3962733451789509093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3962733451789509093' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3962733451789509093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3962733451789509093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/marriage-quotes-01.html' title='Marriage quotes 01'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-7025629406054206634</id><published>2007-08-25T14:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:29:54.581-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Opening The Jar</title><content type='html'>A 70 year old man went to his doctor's office to get a sperm              count.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The doctor gave the man a jar and said, "Take this jar home and              bring me back a sample tomorrow."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The next day the 70 year old man reappears at the doctor's office              and gives him the jar, which is as clean and empty as on - the              previous day.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The doctor asked what happened and the man explains: "Well, doc,              it's like this: First I tried with my right hand, but, nothing. Then              I tried with-my left hand, but still nothing.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            Then I asked my wife for help. She - tried with her right hand, with              nothing. Then her left, but nothing. She - even tried with her              mouth, first with the teeth in, then with the teeth-out, and still              nothing.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            We even called up the lady next door and-she tried with both hands              and her mouth too, but nothing."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The doctor was shocked! "You asked your neighbor?"&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The old man replied, "yep, but no matter what we tried we couldn't              get the DARN jar open!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-7025629406054206634?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/7025629406054206634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=7025629406054206634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7025629406054206634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/7025629406054206634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/opening-jar.html' title='Opening The Jar'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3087663542457524971</id><published>2007-08-25T14:24:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:27:32.085-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>The Beer Festival</title><content type='html'>After the Great Britain Beer Festival, in London, all the brewery              presidents decided to go out for a beer.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The guy from Corona sits down and says "Hey Sen~or, I would like the              world's best beer, a Corona."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The bartender dusts off a bottle from the shelf and gives it to him.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The guy from Budweiser says "I'd like the best beer in the world,              give me 'The King Of Beers, a Budweiser."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The bartender gives him one. The guy from Coors says "I'd like the              only beer made with Rocky Mountain spring water, give me a Coors."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            He gets it. The guy from Guinness sits down and says "Give me a              Coke."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The bartender is a little taken aback, but gives him what he              ordered.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The other brewery presidents look over at him and ask "Why aren't              you drinking a Guinness?"&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The Guinness president replies "Well, if you guys aren't drinking              beer, neither will I."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3087663542457524971?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3087663542457524971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3087663542457524971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3087663542457524971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3087663542457524971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/beer-festival.html' title='The Beer Festival'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-9085088188223190875</id><published>2007-08-25T14:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T14:24:53.786-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Wheelchair at the bar</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;A man, whose level of              drunkenness was bordering on the absurd, stood up to leave a bar and              fell flat on his face.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "Maybe all I need is some fresh air," thought the man as he crawled              outside.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            He tried to stand up again, but fell face first into the mud.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "Screw it," he thought. "I'll just crawl home."&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            The next morning, his wife found him on the doorstep asleep.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "You went out drinking last night, didn't you?" she said.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "Uh, yes," he said sheepishly.&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "How did you know?"&lt;br /&gt;           &lt;br /&gt;            "You left your wheelchair at the bar again."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-9085088188223190875?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/9085088188223190875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=9085088188223190875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/9085088188223190875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/9085088188223190875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/wheelchair-at-bar.html' title='Wheelchair at the bar'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3264403872344586472</id><published>2007-08-25T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T10:16:03.887-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Like We Said... This War is about Chemical Weapons...</title><content type='html'>Bush,,,"let me clarify why we go to Iraq"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nlearningcenter.com/Funny%20Video.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtBjiUv40sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MeUpKhu7hQo/s400/bush.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102687819147039426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3264403872344586472?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3264403872344586472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3264403872344586472' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3264403872344586472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3264403872344586472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/like-we-said-this-war-is-about-chemical.html' title='Like We Said... This War is about Chemical Weapons...'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtBjiUv40sI/AAAAAAAAAD4/MeUpKhu7hQo/s72-c/bush.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-993556083680992271</id><published>2007-08-25T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T07:54:55.811-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Rough Sex</title><content type='html'>Make sure you choose to right place to shoot video&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.funatico.com/media/clips/roughsex.wmv" type="application/x-mplayer2" height=310 width=320&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br&gt;Powered by: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.funatico.com" title="Funny Video Clips"&gt;Funny Video Clips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-993556083680992271?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/993556083680992271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=993556083680992271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/993556083680992271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/993556083680992271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/rough-sex.html' title='Rough Sex'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-2616108720104667488</id><published>2007-08-25T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:14:11.067-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Sexy Copier</title><content type='html'>A good way to place copier paper at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.funatico.com/media/clips/sexy%20copier.wmv" type="application/x-mplayer2" height="310" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powered by: &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.funatico.com/" title="Funny Video Clips"&gt;Funny Video Clips&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-2616108720104667488?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/2616108720104667488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=2616108720104667488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/2616108720104667488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/2616108720104667488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/sexy-copier.html' title='Sexy Copier'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1696496787008350620</id><published>2007-08-25T07:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-25T07:24:59.155-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Saving Gas Cost</title><content type='html'>Don't worry about his gas cost.  You still have alternative way to drive your car  cost efficiently.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nlearningcenter.com/Funny%20Video.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtA7Ukv40rI/AAAAAAAAADw/NJsznF3KIWc/s400/ca_aug_17_2007.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102643602458727090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1696496787008350620?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1696496787008350620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1696496787008350620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1696496787008350620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1696496787008350620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/saving-gas-cost.html' title='Saving Gas Cost'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/RtA7Ukv40rI/AAAAAAAAADw/NJsznF3KIWc/s72-c/ca_aug_17_2007.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6752948863091058144</id><published>2007-08-24T20:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:39:47.447-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Signs and notices</title><content type='html'>These are supposedly actual signs that have appeared at various locations across the United States and rest of the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign on a repair shop door: WE CAN REPAIR ANYTHING. (PLEASE KNOCK HARD ON THE DOOR - THE BELL DOESN'T WORK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sign at Norfolk farm gate: BEWARE! I SHOOT EVERY TENTH TRESPASSER AND THE NINTH ONE HAS JUST LEFT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seen during a conference: FOR ANYONE WHO HAS CHILDREN AND DOESN'T KNOW IT, THERE IS A DAY CARE ON THE FIRST FLOOR&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside a photographer's studio: OUT TO LUNCH: IF NOT BACK BY FIVE,OUT FOR DINNER ALSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spotted in a safari park: ELEPHANTS PLEASE STAY IN YOUR CAR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6752948863091058144?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6752948863091058144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6752948863091058144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6752948863091058144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6752948863091058144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/signs-and-notices.html' title='Signs and notices'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-6938398775658718244</id><published>2007-08-24T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:38:00.885-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>Worries while flying</title><content type='html'>Two statisticians were travelling in an airplane from LA to New York. About an hour into the flight, the pilot announced that they had lost an engine, but don't worry, there are three left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, instead of 5 hours it would take 7 hours to get to New York. A little later, he announced that a second engine failed, and they still had two left, but it would take 10 hours to get to New York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somewhat later, the pilot again came on the intercom and announced that a third engine had died. Never fear, he announced, because the plane could fly on a single engine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it would now take 18 hours to get to new York. At this point, one statistician turned to the other and said, "Gee, I hope we don't lose that last engine, or we'll be up here forever!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-6938398775658718244?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/6938398775658718244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=6938398775658718244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6938398775658718244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/6938398775658718244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/worries-while-flying.html' title='Worries while flying'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3428349813594881040</id><published>2007-08-24T20:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T20:34:30.459-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>The Day You Wish You Hid Your Wedding Shoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs-jNUv40qI/AAAAAAAAADo/KjO-Y8JUZOM/s1600-h/marriage_shoes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs-jNUv40qI/AAAAAAAAADo/KjO-Y8JUZOM/s400/marriage_shoes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102476352137253538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3428349813594881040?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3428349813594881040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3428349813594881040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3428349813594881040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3428349813594881040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/day-you-wish-you-hid-your-wedding-shoes.html' title='The Day You Wish You Hid Your Wedding Shoes...'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs-jNUv40qI/AAAAAAAAADo/KjO-Y8JUZOM/s72-c/marriage_shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-5290565216319361732</id><published>2007-08-24T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:30:15.246-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>George Bush &amp; 3 Boys</title><content type='html'>One day, three boys was walking and all of a sudden they see George W. Bush drowning. The three boys, not thinking, jumped down and saved him. After Bush was saved, he turned to all three of the boys and said "Thanks for saving my life, i will give you guys anything you want." The first boy said "okay, i want a mercedes". Bush said "Ok." The second boy says "Ok, i want one million dollars." Bush said "ok". The last boy said "I want a coffin." Bush said "why?" The boy said "my parents will kill me after i tell them who i saved today."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-5290565216319361732?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/5290565216319361732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=5290565216319361732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5290565216319361732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/5290565216319361732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/george-bush-3-boys.html' title='George Bush &amp; 3 Boys'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-8903460170856563889</id><published>2007-08-24T17:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:24:52.726-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>China Man and Black Man</title><content type='html'>ONCE THERE WAS A CHINA MAN AND A BLACK MAN.&lt;br /&gt;THEY WERE STANDING IN FRONT OF A LAKE.&lt;br /&gt;THE CHINA MAN SKIPPED A ROCK ACROSS THE LAKE, AND THE ROCK MADE A SOUND........."CHING, CHANG, CHONG ". THE BLACK MAN WAS&lt;br /&gt;AMAZED AT WHAT HE HEARD. THE CHINA MAN SAID,"THIS IS HOW I REMEMBER MY ANCESTRY. ie THE DYNASTY OF CHING,THE DYNASTY OF CHANG, AND THE DYNASTY OF CHONG".&lt;br /&gt;THE BLACK MAN WONDERED WHAT SOUND HE WOULD GET FROM&lt;br /&gt;SKIPPING A ROCK ON THE LAKE.........&lt;br /&gt;SO HE DID AND THE SOUND HE GOT WAS "CHIMP, PANS, ZEE".......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-8903460170856563889?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/8903460170856563889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=8903460170856563889' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8903460170856563889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/8903460170856563889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/china-man-and-black-man.html' title='China Man and Black Man'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-3966710461821842914</id><published>2007-08-24T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:21:56.449-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>African Highway and Speed Limit</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs92CUv40oI/AAAAAAAAADY/a3NozESuSN0/s1600-h/african_radar_trap.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs92CUv40oI/AAAAAAAAADY/a3NozESuSN0/s320/african_radar_trap.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102426685135442562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-3966710461821842914?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/3966710461821842914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=3966710461821842914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3966710461821842914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/3966710461821842914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/african-highway-and-speed-limit.html' title='African Highway and Speed Limit'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs92CUv40oI/AAAAAAAAADY/a3NozESuSN0/s72-c/african_radar_trap.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-9121386857988629847</id><published>2007-08-24T17:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:19:55.949-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Video'/><title type='text'>Just for Laughs - Death</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Bf-7PxQ894"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Bf-7PxQ894" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-9121386857988629847?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/9121386857988629847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=9121386857988629847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/9121386857988629847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/9121386857988629847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/just-for-laughs-death.html' title='Just for Laughs - Death'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1114982342645128317</id><published>2007-08-24T17:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T17:17:58.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joke'/><title type='text'>I'll trust you that you paid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman,helvetica;"&gt;A man walks into a bar and has a couple of beers. Once he is donem the bartender tells him he owes $9.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But I paid, don't you remember?" says the customer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Okay," says the bartender, "If you said you paid, you did."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man then goes outside and tells the first person he sees that the bartender can't keep track of whether his customers have paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man then rushes in, orders a beer and later pulls the same stunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The barkeep replies, "If you say you paid, I'll take your word for it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon the customer goes into the street, sees an old friend, and tells him how to get free drinks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man hurries into the bar and begins to drink high-balls when, suddenly, the bartender leans over sand says, "You know, a funny thing happened in here tonight. Two men were drinking beer, neither paid and both claimed that they did. The next guy who tries that is going to get punched right in the nose."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't bother me with your troubles," the final patron responds. "Just give me my change and I'll be on my way."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1114982342645128317?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1114982342645128317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1114982342645128317' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1114982342645128317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1114982342645128317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/ill-trust-you-that-you-paid.html' title='I&apos;ll trust you that you paid'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7095097090803204001.post-1675080315114927168</id><published>2007-08-24T16:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:50:01.408-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Funny Picture'/><title type='text'>Taking "Workplace Safety" One Step Too Far...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs9ukEv40nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xytzIkEWLtY/s1600-h/sharp_edges.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs9ukEv40nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xytzIkEWLtY/s320/sharp_edges.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102418468863005298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7095097090803204001-1675080315114927168?l=omgfun.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/feeds/1675080315114927168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7095097090803204001&amp;postID=1675080315114927168' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1675080315114927168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7095097090803204001/posts/default/1675080315114927168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omgfun.blogspot.com/2007/08/taking-workplace-safety-one-step-too.html' title='Taking &quot;Workplace Safety&quot; One Step Too Far...'/><author><name>zephyr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10103012102449820892</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7NOE4mYd6r4/Rs9ukEv40nI/AAAAAAAAADQ/xytzIkEWLtY/s72-c/sharp_edges.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
