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      <title>Top Ten Signs Santa Doesn&#039;t Like Your Kid [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Top Ten Signs Santa Doesn&#039;t Like Your Kid&lt;br /&gt;
10. Kid&#039;s letter to north pole comes back stamped, &quot;Dream on, Chester!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;9. Kid asks for new bike, gets pack of smokes&lt;br /&gt;8. Along with presents, Santa leaves hefty bill for shipping and handling&lt;br /&gt;7. By the time he gets to your house, all he has left is foam packing&lt;br /&gt;6. Christmas day, your kid wakes up with a Reindeer head in his bed.&lt;br /&gt;5. Instead of &quot;Naughty&quot; or &quot;Nice&quot;, Santa has him on the dork list&lt;br /&gt;4. Sends him off on one of them Carnival Cruises with Kathie Lee&lt;br /&gt;3. First words when kid gets on his lap are,&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Touch my beard and I&#039;ll put the hurt on you.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;2. Labels on all your kid&#039;s toys read &quot;Straight from Craptown.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;1. Four words: &quot;Off my lap, Tubby!&quot;</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 00:55:47 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Ten Signs You&#039;ve Hired a Bad Santa [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Ten Signs You&#039;ve Hired a Bad Santa&lt;br /&gt;
• He recently starred in film called The Full Santy.&lt;br /&gt;• Asks all the mothers, &quot;How &#039;bout a little lap action for mommy?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;• Was recently suspended from NBA for choking his coach.&lt;br /&gt;• Beard catches on fire whenever he lights his crack pipe.&lt;br /&gt;• Every few minutes, his beard rustles, and you hear a muffled meow.&lt;br /&gt;• When kid asks for a bike, he says, &quot;Good luck -- your parents look like cheap-ass bastards.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;• He&#039;s doubled over, gasping for breath, after the second &quot;Ho.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;• Amuses kids by demonstrating the &quot;sleeper hold&quot; on an elf.&lt;br /&gt;• His &quot;beard&quot; consists of a dozen styrofoam peanuts glued to his face.&lt;br /&gt;• Always starts off by asking, &quot;You ain&#039;t Jewish, are ya?&quot; </description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 00:54:17 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Barbie and Ken&#039;s letters to Santa [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Barbie and Ken&#039;s letters to Santa&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Dear Santa&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen you fat little troll, I&#039;ve been helping you out every year, playing at being the perfect Christmas present, wearing skimpy bathing&lt;br /&gt;suits in frigid weather, and drowning in fake tea from too many tea parties. I hate to break it to you Santa, but it is DEFINITELY pay back&lt;br /&gt;time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There had better be some changes around here this Christmas, or I&#039;m gonna call for a nationwide meltdown (and trust me, you don&#039;t want to be around to smell it!) So, here&#039;s my holiday wish list for this year, Santa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. A nice, comfy pair of sweat pants and a frumpy, oversized sweatshirt. I&#039;m sick of looking like a hooker. How much smaller are&lt;br /&gt;these bathing suits gonna get? Do you have any idea what it feels like to have nylon and velcro up your butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Real underwear that can be pulled on and off. Preferably white. What bonehead at Mattel decided to be cheap and mold imitation underwear to my skin? It looks like cellulite!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A REAL man....maybe G.I.Joe. Hell, I&#039;d take Tickle-Me-Elmo over that wimped out excuse for a boy-toy Ken. And what&#039;s with the earring&lt;br /&gt;anyway? If I&#039;m going to have to suffer with him, make us anatomically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Arms that actually bend so I can push the aforementioned Ken-wimp away once he is anatomically correct.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Breast reduction surgery. I don&#039;t care whose arm you have to twist, just do it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A jog-bra. To wear until I get the surgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A new career. Pet doctor and school teacher just don&#039;t cut it. How about a systems analyst? Or better yet, a public relations senior account exec!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A new, more 90&#039;s persona. Maybe a &quot;PMS Barbie&quot;, complete with a miniature container of chocolate chip cookie dough ice cream and a bag of chips; &quot;Animal Rights Barbie&quot;, with my very own paint gun, fitted with fake fur coat, bottle of spray blood and handcuffs; or &quot;Stop&lt;br /&gt;Smoking Barbie&quot;, sporting a Nicotrol patch and equipped with several packs of gum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. No more McDonald&#039;s endorsements. The grease is wrecking my vinyl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. mattel stock options. It&#039;s been 37 years-I think I deserve it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Santa, that&#039;s it. considering my valuable contribution to society, I don&#039;t think these requests are out of line. If you disagree, then you can find yourself a new bitch for next Christmas. It&#039;s that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours truly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Barbie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dear Santa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand that one of my colleagues has petitioned you for changes in her contract, specifically asking for anatomical and career changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In addition, it is my understanding that disparaging remarks were made about me, my ability to please, and some of my fashion choices. I would like to take this opportunity to inform you of some issues concerning&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Barbie, and some of my own needs and desires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, I along with several other colleagues feel Barbie DOES NOT deserve preferential treatment-the bitch has EVERYTHING!! I, along with Joe, Jem, Raggedy Ann &amp; Andy, DO NOT have a dream house, Corvette, evening gowns, and in some cases, the ability to change our hairstyle. I personally have 3 outfits which I am forced to mix and match at great length. My decision to accessorise my outfits with an earring was my&lt;br /&gt;decision and reflects my lifestyle choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, too, would like a change in my career. Have you considered :&quot;Decorator Ken&quot;, &quot;Beauty Salon Ken&quot;, or &quot;Out of Work Actor Ken&quot;? In&lt;br /&gt;addition, there are several other avenues which could be considered such as:&quot;S&amp;M Ken&quot;, &quot;Green Lantern Ken&quot;, &quot;Circuit Ken&quot;, &quot;Bear Ken&quot;, &quot;Master Ken&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These would more accurately reflect my desires and perhaps open new markets. And as for Barbie needing bendable arms so she can&quot;push me away&quot;, I need bendable knees so I can kick that bitch to the curb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bendable knees would also be helpful for me in other situations-we&#039;ve talked about this issue before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In closing, I would like to point out that any further concessions to the blond bimbo from hell will result in action taken by myself and&lt;br /&gt;others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. Barbie can forget about having Joe-he&#039;s mine, at least that is what he said last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ken&lt;/strong&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 21 Dec 2009 00:51:21 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Babys [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Babys&lt;br /&gt;
Baby&#039;s are like farts, ya hate other peoples, but relish your own!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From IDEAL</description>
      <pubDate>Mon, 14 Dec 2009 01:30:31 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Couple of quickies! [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Couple of quickies!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Joke 1:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Great Aussie Love Story equal to Romeo and Juliet.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl is driving over the West Gate Bridge one day when he sees his girlfriend Shazza about to throw herself off.&lt;br /&gt;Daryl slams on the brakes and yells:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shazza what the blazes d&#039;ya think ya doing?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Shazza turns around with a tear in her eye and says: &quot;G&#039;day Daryl. You got me pregnant, so now I&#039;m gonna kill meself&quot;. Daryl gets a lump in his throat when he hears this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;Shazza&quot;, he says &quot;Fair dinkum not only are ya a top root but you&#039;re a real sport too&quot; and drives off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Joke 2:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Wife,&lt;br /&gt;You will surely understand that I have certain needs that you, being 54 years old, can no longer satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very happy with you and I value you as a good wife. Therefore, after reading this letter, I hope that you will not wrongly interpret the fact that I will be spending the evening with my 18 year old secretary at the Comfort Inn Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don&#039;t be upset - I shall be home before midnight.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;When the man came home late that night, he found the following letter on the dining room table:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Dear Husband,&lt;br /&gt;I received your letter and thank you for your honesty about me being 54 years old. I would like to take this opportunity to remind you that you are also 54 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, I am a maths teacher at our local college.&lt;br /&gt;I would like to inform you that while you read this, I will be at the Hotel Fiesta with Michael, one of my students, who is also the assistant tennis coach. He is young, virile, and like your secretary, 18 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a successful businessman who has An excellent knowledge of maths, you will understand that we are in the Same situation, although with one small difference - 18 goes into 54 a lot more times than 54 goes into 18.&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I will not be home until sometime tomorrow.</description>
      <pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 00:07:48 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>It&#039;s important to understand english! [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::It&#039;s important to understand english!&lt;br /&gt;
I had a bunch of Canadian dollars I needed to exchange, so I went to the&lt;br /&gt;currency exchange window at the local bank.&lt;br /&gt;Short line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one guy in front of me . . . an Asian guy who was trying to exchange&lt;br /&gt;yen for dollars and he was a little irritated . .&lt;br /&gt;He asked the teller, &quot;Why it change?? Yestoday, I get two hunat dolla fo&lt;br /&gt;yen. Today I get hunat eighty?? Why it change?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teller shrugged his shoulders and said, &quot;Fluctuations&quot;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Asian guy says, &quot;Fluc you white people, too&lt;br /&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:23:52 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Give me credit please! [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Give me credit please!&lt;br /&gt;
Last night, some of my Shipmates and I went to a Gentleman&#039;s Club. A bunch of officers were there, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Lieutenant there wanted to impress the rest of us, so he pulled out a $10 bill. When the dancer came over to us, the Lieutenant licked the $10 bill and stuck it to her butt cheek!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to be outdone, a Commander pulls out a $20 bill. He calls the girl back over, licks the $20 bill, and sticks it to her other butt cheek.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In another attempt to impress the rest of us, the Captain pulls out a $50 bill and calls the girl over, and licks the bill.&lt;br /&gt;I&#039;m worried about the way things are going, but fortunately he just stuck it to one of her butt cheeks, again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My relief was short lived. Seeing the way things are going, the girl gyrates over to me!&lt;br /&gt;Now everyone&#039;s attention is focused on me, and the girl&#039;s egging me on to try to top the $50.&lt;br /&gt;My brain was churning as I reached for my wallet. What could I do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the Chief in me took over!&lt;br /&gt;I got out my ATM card, swiped it down the crack of her butt, grabbed the 80 bucks, and went to the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 23:17:40 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Marriage [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Marriage&lt;br /&gt;
You have two choices in life: You can stay single and be miserable, or get married and wish you were dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the cocktail party, one woman said to another, &quot;Aren&#039;t you wearing your wedding ring on the wrong finger?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The other women replied, &quot;Yes I am, I married the wrong man.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lady inserted an &#039;ad&#039; in the classifieds --- &quot;Husband wanted.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;Next day she received a hundred letters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They all said the same thing --- &quot;You can have mine.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When a woman steals your husband, there is no better revenge than to let her keep him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman is incomplete until she is married. Then she is finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy asked his father, &quot;Daddy, how much does it cost to get married?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The father replied, &quot;I don&#039;t know son, I&#039;m still paying.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The young son asked, &quot;Is it true Dad, that in some parts of Africa a man doesn&#039;t know his wife until he marries her?&lt;br /&gt;His dad responded, &quot;That happens in every country, son.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a woman who said, &quot;I never knew what real happiness was until I got married; and by then it was too late.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marriage is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want your spouse to listen and pay strict attention to every word you say, talk in your sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just think, if it weren&#039;t for marriage, men would go through life thinking they had no faults at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know the honeymoon is pretty much over when you start to go out with the boys on Wednesday nights, and so does she.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first dude bragged, &quot;My wife&#039;s an angel!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;The second dude sadly said, &quot;You&#039;re lucky, mine&#039;s still alive.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women will never be equal to men until they can walk down the street with a bald head and a beer gut, and still think they are attractive to the opposite sex&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband had just finished his book --- &quot;Man of the house.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;He stormed into the house and walked directly up to his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pointing a finger in her face, he announced, &quot;From now on, I want you to know that I am the man of this house, and my word is law!&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He added, &quot;I want you to prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I&#039;m finished eating my meal, I expect a sumptuous dessert afterward. Then, after dinner, you&#039;re going to draw me my bath so I can relax. And when I&#039;m finished with my bath, guess who&#039;s going to dress me and comb my hair?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His wife replied, &quot;The funeral director.&quot;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 08:58:04 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>The Reporter and the Pilot [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::The Reporter and the Pilot&lt;br /&gt;
His request approved, the Fox News photographer quickly used a cell phone to call the local airport to charter a flight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was told a twin-engine plane would be waiting for him at the airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the airfield, he spotted a plane warming up outside a hanger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He jumped in with his bag, slammed the door shut, and shouted, &#039;Let&#039;s go&#039;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot taxied out, swung the plane into the wind and took off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in the air, the photographer instructed the pilot, &#039;Fly over the valley and make low passes so I can take pictures of the fires on the hillsides.&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;Why?&#039; asked the pilot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;Because I&#039;m a photographer for Fox Cable News,&#039; he responded. &#039;And I need to get some close up shots.&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pilot was strangely silent for a moment, finally he stammered, &#039;So, what you&#039;re telling me, is . . . You&#039;re NOT my flight instructor?&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Nov 2009 00:51:01 +2000</pubDate>
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      <title>Dear Wifey [by LePetomane]</title>
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      <description>Other::Dear Wifey&lt;br /&gt;
A husband and wife are traveling by car from Brisbane to Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After almost ten hours on the road, they&#039;re too tired to continue and they decide to stop for a rest. They stop at a nice hotel and take a room, but they only plan to sleep for four hours and then get back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they check out four hours later, the desk clerk; hands them a bill for $450.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man explodes and demands to know why the charge is so high. He tells the clerk although it&#039;s a nice hotel; the rooms certainly aren&#039;t worth $450.00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the clerk tells him $450.00 is the standard rate, the man insists on speaking to the Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manager appears, listens to the man, and then explains that the hotel has an Olympic-sized pool and a huge conference center that were available for the husband and wife to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;But we didn&#039;t use them,&#039; the man complains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;Well, they are here, and you could have,&#039; explains the Manager. He goes on to explain they could have taken in one of the shows for which the hotel is famous. &#039;The best entertainers from New York , Hollywood , and Las Vegas perform here,&#039; the Manager says.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;But we didn&#039;t go to any of those shows, &#039;complains the man again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;Well, we have them, and you could have,&#039; the Manager replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what amenity the Manager mentions! the man replies, &#039;But we didn&#039;t use it!&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manager is unmoved, and eventually the man gives up and agrees to pay. He writes a cheque and gives it to the Manager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Manager is surprised when he looks at the cheque. &#039;But sir,&#039; he says, &#039;this cheque is only made out for $50.00.&#039;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&#039;That&#039;s correct,&#039; says the man. &#039;I charged you $400 for sleeping with my wife.&#039;</description>
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