<?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-7972543113438432870</id><updated>2011-08-01T15:19:26.916-07:00</updated><category term='humour'/><category term='jokes'/><title type='text'>RELAX WITH LAUGHTER</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7972543113438432870.post-5021662870931800701</id><published>2009-08-24T09:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:31:04.510-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>UGLY BABY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A middle-aged couple, with two beautiful daughters,  decided to try one last time for the son they always wanted.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  Soon, the wife became pregnant, and, nine months later,  delivered a baby boy.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  The joyful father rushed to the nursery to see his new son, but was horrified to find an incredibly-ugly baby.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  He went to his wife and said, "I cannot possibly be the father of that hideous child. Look at the two  beautiful daughters I fathered."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;  When his wife blushed, he became suspicious, and demanded, "Have you been fooling around on me?"   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  His wife confessed, "Not this time."&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7972543113438432870-5021662870931800701?l=craftielinda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/5021662870931800701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugly-baby.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/5021662870931800701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/5021662870931800701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/ugly-baby.html' title='UGLY BABY'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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-7972543113438432870.post-2024242735398446392</id><published>2009-08-24T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:18:22.985-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>A RELATIVE MATTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A blonde goes into work one morning crying her eyes out.  Her boss  concerned about all his employees well being asked sympathetically,   "What's the matter?" To which the blonde replies... "Early this   morning I got a phone call saying that my mother had passed away." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; The boss feeling very sorry at this point explains to the young girl.  "Why don't you go home for the day... we aren't terribly busy. Just take  the day off to relax and rest." The blonde very calmly states..."No.. I'd  be better off here. I need to keep my mind off it and I have the best  chance of doing that here." The boss agrees and allows the blond to   work as usual... " If you need anything just let me know." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A few hours pass and the boss decides to check on the  blonde...he looks out over his office and sees the blonde hysterically  crying!!!!! He rushes out to her asking " What's so bad now... are you  gonna be okay??" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "No..." exclaims the blonde, " I just received a horrible call from my  sister and she said that her mom died too!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7972543113438432870-2024242735398446392?l=craftielinda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/2024242735398446392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/relative-matter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/2024242735398446392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/2024242735398446392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/relative-matter.html' title='A RELATIVE MATTER'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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-7972543113438432870.post-1534861081019664652</id><published>2009-08-22T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T08:49:37.119-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>THE HELPFUL WIFE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/stats.php?site=craftielinda" target="_top"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Free Web Counter" src="http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/index.php?u=craftielinda&amp;s=party" ALIGN="middle" HSPACE="4" VSPACE="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;script src=http://beta.easyhitcounters.com/counter/script.php?u=craftielinda&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://easyhitcounters.com/" target="_top"&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;Free Counter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!- END COUNTER CODE --&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A male driver is pulled over by a cop and the following conversation takes place:&lt;br /&gt;Man: What's the problem officer?&lt;br /&gt;Cop: You were going at least 75 in a 55 zone.&lt;br /&gt;Man: No sir, I was going 65.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Oh Harry. You were going 80.&lt;br /&gt;(Man gives his wife a dirty look.)&lt;br /&gt;Cop: I'm also going to give you a ticket for your broken tail light.&lt;br /&gt;Man: Broken tail light? I didn't know about a broken tail light!&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Oh Harry, you've known about that tail light for weeks.&lt;br /&gt;(Man gives his wife a dirty look.)&lt;br /&gt;Cop: I'm also going to give you a citation for not wearing your seat belt.&lt;br /&gt;Man: Oh, I just took it off when you were walking up to the car.&lt;br /&gt;Wife: Oh  Harry, you never wear your seat belt.&lt;br /&gt;Man: Shut your mouth, woman!&lt;br /&gt;Cop: Ma'am, does your husband always talk to you this way?&lt;br /&gt;Wife: No, only when he's drunk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7972543113438432870-1534861081019664652?l=craftielinda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/1534861081019664652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/helpful-wife.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/1534861081019664652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/1534861081019664652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/helpful-wife.html' title='THE HELPFUL WIFE'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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-7972543113438432870.post-5006408717286568674</id><published>2009-08-22T03:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T03:55:15.771-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>THE MAID</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A guy dials his home phone from work. A strange woman   answers. &lt;br /&gt;The guy says, "Who is this?" &lt;br /&gt;"This is the maid.", answered the woman. &lt;br /&gt;"We don't have a maid!" &lt;br /&gt;"I was just hired this morning by the lady of the   house." &lt;br /&gt;"Well, this is her husband. Is she there?" &lt;br /&gt;"Ummm .... she's upstairs in the bedroom with someone   who I just figured was her husband." &lt;br /&gt;The guy is fuming. He says to the maid, "Listen, would   you like to make $50,000?" &lt;br /&gt;"What do I have to do?" &lt;br /&gt;"I want you to get my gun from my desk in the den and   shoot that witch and the jerk she is with." &lt;br /&gt;The maid puts down the phone. The guy hears footsteps,   followed by two gunshots. &lt;br /&gt;The maid comes back to the phone. "What should I do with   the bodies?" &lt;br /&gt;"Throw them in the swimming pool!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What?! There's no pool here?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long pause...   "Uh .... is this 832-4821?"&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7972543113438432870-5006408717286568674?l=craftielinda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/5006408717286568674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/guy-dials-his-home-phone-from-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/5006408717286568674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/5006408717286568674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/guy-dials-his-home-phone-from-work.html' title='THE MAID'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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-7972543113438432870.post-8878334218253067411</id><published>2009-08-22T03:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T03:41:16.879-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>ICE FISHING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: bold;font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;"  &gt;A blonde wanted to go ice fishing.  &lt;br /&gt;She'd seen many books on the subject, and finally, after getting all the necessary "tools" together, she made for the nearest frozen lake.&lt;br /&gt;After positioning her comfy stool, she started to make a circular cut in the ice.  &lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, from the sky, a voice boomed, "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE." Startled the blonde moved further down the ice, poured a Thermos of cappuccino and began to cut another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again from the heavens, the voice bellowed, "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE." The blonde, now quite worried, moved down to the opposite end of the ice, set up her stool, and tried again to cut her hole. The voice came once more, "THERE ARE NO FISH UNDER THE ICE."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She stopped, looked skyward and said, "Is that you Lord?"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The voice replied, "No ... this is the Ice-Rink Manager...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7972543113438432870-8878334218253067411?l=craftielinda2.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/feeds/8878334218253067411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/ice-fishing.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/8878334218253067411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7972543113438432870/posts/default/8878334218253067411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://craftielinda2.blogspot.com/2009/08/ice-fishing.html' title='ICE FISHING'/><author><name>craftielinda1</name><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></feed>
