<?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-1625039343837343377</id><updated>2012-01-19T13:53:00.917+05:30</updated><category term='americans'/><category term='frog'/><category term='drug'/><category term='chicks'/><category term='habit'/><category term='dinner'/><category term='news'/><category term='jewish'/><category term='bill'/><category term='wedding'/><category term='free'/><category term='meaning'/><category term='conveyance'/><category term='customer'/><category term='gujju'/><category term='recognition'/><category term='debate'/><category term='train'/><category term='lawyer'/><category term='bride'/><category term='mouse'/><category 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term='lucky draw'/><category term='money'/><title type='text'>Humour Box</title><subtitle type='html'>Jokes, Humours Quotes and anything which will make you laugh your lungs out!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>591</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-6996470593421910394</id><published>2011-07-25T17:45:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T17:45:06.136+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rajanikant'/><title type='text'>Rajanikant Jokes - Part II</title><summary type='text'>Once Rajanikanth bunked a whole day in school, since then that day is known as Sunday.
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Rajanikanths primary school craft projects!
Breaking news: ISRO does not exists anymore.....Rajanikanth purchased all the rockets for Diwali celebration.
Why did Rajani buy an acre of land wth 4 wells on each corner????? 
Ans: To play carrom!!!!!!
Before</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6996470593421910394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6996470593421910394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2011/07/rajanikant-jokes-part-ii.html' title='Rajanikant Jokes - Part II'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-5820408107635293109</id><published>2011-07-25T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-07-25T14:31:05.026+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rajanikant'/><title type='text'>Rajanikant Jokes - Part I</title><summary type='text'>Recently China airports were closed due to heavy fog...later it was discovered that Rajanikanth was smoking in india!
Rajanikanth did his kindergarden from seven different places..today those places are known as IITs!
Government of India pays tax to Rajanikanth for living in India!
Definition of solar eclipse: when Rajanikanth stares at sun with anger, sun hides behind the moon. This great </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5820408107635293109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5820408107635293109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2011/07/rajanikant-jokes-part-i.html' title='Rajanikant Jokes - Part I'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-217399476743923142</id><published>2011-02-25T12:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-25T12:47:35.913+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='curch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old man'/><title type='text'>I Have No Enemies</title><summary type='text'>All golfers should live so long as to be this kind of old man!

Toward the end of the Sunday service, the Minister asked, "How many of you have forgiven your enemies?"

80% held up their hands.

The Minister then repeated his question. All responded this time, except one man, an avid golfer named Walter Barnes, who attended church only when the weather was bad.

Mr. Barnes, it's obviously not a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/217399476743923142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/217399476743923142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2011/02/i-have-no-enemies.html' title='I Have No Enemies'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-1975372982604390235</id><published>2011-02-24T14:57:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-02-24T14:57:59.461+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><title type='text'>Dr. Einstien</title><summary type='text'>Einstein was once traveling from Princeton on a train when the conductor came down the aisle, punching the tickets of every passenger. When he came to Einstein, Einstein reached in his vest pocket. He couldn't find his ticket, so he reached in his trouser pockets. It wasn't there, so he looked in his briefcase but couldn't find it. Then he looked in the seat beside him. He still couldn't find it.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1975372982604390235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1975372982604390235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2011/02/dr-einstien.html' title='Dr. Einstien'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-720793278552940649</id><published>2010-07-20T11:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-11-23T15:57:12.968+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joke'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'>Domain Knowledge is very important</title><summary type='text'>There was this family with one kid. One day the mother was out and dad was in charge of the kid, who just turned three.

Someone had given the kid a little 'tea set' as a birthday gift and it was one of his favorite toys. Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when kid brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/720793278552940649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/720793278552940649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2010/07/domain-knowledge-is-very-important.html' title='Domain Knowledge is very important'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-2683315512102225584</id><published>2010-07-14T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-14T14:31:31.621+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='octopus'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='astrology'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoon'/><title type='text'>Octopus Paul renders many jobless!!</title><summary type='text'>See how!!


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The best videos @ videos.humourbox.info</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/2683315512102225584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/2683315512102225584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2010/07/octopus-paul-renders-many-jobless.html' title='Octopus Paul renders many jobless!!'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-1684910246001927285</id><published>2009-07-20T14:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:38:43.422+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why British Soldiers Wear Red</title><summary type='text'>A long time ago, Britain and France were at  war.  During one battle, the French captured an English colonel.They took him to their headquarters, and the  French general began to question him.Finally, as an afterthought, the French general  asked, "Why do you English officers all wear red coats?  Don't you know  the red material makes youeasier targets for us to shoot at?"In his bland English way</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1684910246001927285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1684910246001927285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/07/why-british-soldiers-wear-red.html' title='Why British Soldiers Wear Red'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-4177645075886428622</id><published>2009-07-20T14:27:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-07-20T14:28:21.421+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sheep'/><title type='text'>Crazy Sheppard And His Herd</title><summary type='text'>There was this shepherd who had this whole flock of sheep. He wanted to get the sheep pregnant so that he could increase his stock, but he was too poor to buy a male sheep. So, he figured the only thing he could do was to get the sheep pregnant himself.One morning the man loaded up all the sheep into his truck and drove them over to a barn where nobody could see him. He screwed each sheep and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/4177645075886428622'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/4177645075886428622'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/07/crazy-sheppard-and-his-herd.html' title='Crazy Sheppard And His Herd'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-91888039601730143</id><published>2009-06-12T14:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:39:49.552+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cure'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='old woman'/><title type='text'>Easy cure for hiccups</title><summary type='text'>A woman went to her doctor's office. She was seen by one of the new doctors, but after about 4 minutes in the examination room, she burst out screaming and ran down the hall.An older doctor stopped her and asked what the problem was, and she explained. He had her sit down and relax in another room.The older doctor marched back to the first and demanded, "What's the matter with you? Mrs. Terry is </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/91888039601730143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/91888039601730143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/06/easy-cure-for-hiccups.html' title='Easy cure for hiccups'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-6705564692016515611</id><published>2009-06-12T14:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:32:48.736+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dentist'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><title type='text'>Visit to the dentist</title><summary type='text'>A woman and her husband interrupted their vacation to go to the dentist."I want a tooth pulled, and I don't want any pain killers because I'm in a big hurry," the woman said. " Just extract the tooth as quickly as possible, and we'll be on our way."The dentist was quite impressed. "You're certainly a courageous woman," he said. "Which tooth is it?"The woman turned to her husband and said, "Show </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6705564692016515611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6705564692016515611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/06/visit-to-dentist.html' title='Visit to the dentist'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-3584793784327560971</id><published>2009-05-06T10:27:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-06T10:28:40.218+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='heaven'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sports'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cricket'/><title type='text'>Cricket In Heaven</title><summary type='text'>Sachin Tendulkar and Sourav Ganguly, now pretty old guys in their mid 80s, are sitting on a park bench feeding pigeons and talking about cricket, like they do every day.Sachin turns to Sourav and says, "Do you think there's cricket in heaven?"Ganguly thinks about it for a minute and replies, "I dunno. But let's make a deal: if I die first, I'll come back and tell you if there's cricket in heaven </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/3584793784327560971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/3584793784327560971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/05/cricket-in-heaven.html' title='Cricket In Heaven'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-7625123096518328354</id><published>2009-04-24T14:24:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:25:56.471+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='woman'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='answers'/><title type='text'>3 Answers Men Are Afraid Of</title><summary type='text'>1. (Whatever)Men: What to have for dinner?Women: Whatever...Men: Why don't we have steamboat?Women: Don't want, once i ate steamboat and later got pimples on my face.Men: Alright, why don't we have Si Chuan cuisine.Women: Yesterday we ate Si Chuan, why eat it today again?Men: Hm..... I suggest we have seafoodWomen: Seafood is no good, i ate it once, then later I got diarrhea.Men: Then what you </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/7625123096518328354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/7625123096518328354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/3-answers-men-are-afraid-of.html' title='3 Answers Men Are Afraid Of'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-6287126713720738510</id><published>2009-04-24T14:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-24T14:17:55.978+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bachelor'/><title type='text'>A Bachelor</title><summary type='text'>This is a conversation that took place between (Y) and a marketing guy(X)X: Which shaving cream do you use?Y: Baba'sX: Which aftershave do you use?Y: Baba'sX: Which deodorant do you use?Y: Baba'sX: Which toothpaste do you use?Y: Baba'sX: Which shampoo do you use?Y: Baba'sX: Which socks do you use?Y: Baba'sX (Frustrated) : Okay, tell me, what is this Baba? Is it an international company???....Y: </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6287126713720738510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6287126713720738510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/bachelor.html' title='A Bachelor'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-1981840492213507769</id><published>2009-04-09T14:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:32:30.736+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='senior'/><title type='text'>A True Senior's Moment</title><summary type='text'>An elderly couple had dinner at another couple's house, and after eating, the wives left the table and went into the kitchen. The two elderly gentlemen were talking, and one said, "Last night we went out to a new restaurant, and it was really great. I would recommend it very highly."The other man said, "What is the name of the restaurant?"The first man thought and thought and finally said, "What </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1981840492213507769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1981840492213507769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/true-seniors-moment.html' title='A True Senior&apos;s Moment'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-61508465167853678</id><published>2009-04-09T14:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:30:25.272+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='market'/><title type='text'>Supermarket Joke</title><summary type='text'>A new supermarket opened near my house. It has an automatic water mister to keep the produce fresh. Just before it goes on, you hear the sound of distant thunder and the smell of fresh rain.When you approach the milk cases, you hear cows mooing and experience the scent of fresh hay.When you approach the egg case, you hear hens cluck and cackle, and the air is filled with the pleasing aroma of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/61508465167853678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/61508465167853678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/supermarket-joke.html' title='Supermarket Joke'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-7710939717059878559</id><published>2009-04-09T14:25:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:26:03.348+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beggar'/><title type='text'>At The Beggar's Expense</title><summary type='text'>A man walks past a beggar every day and gives him Rs.10 and that continues for a year. Then suddenly the daily donation changes to Rs. 7.50"Well," the beggar thinks, "it's still better than nothing."A year passes in this way until the man's daily donation suddenly becomes Rs. 5."What's going on now?" the beggar asks his donor."First you give me Rs. 10 every day, then Rs. 7,50 and now only Rs. 5. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/7710939717059878559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/7710939717059878559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/at-beggars-expense.html' title='At The Beggar&apos;s Expense'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-9145889439851774888</id><published>2009-04-09T14:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-09T14:23:50.244+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='god'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blondes'/><title type='text'>Entry To Heaven</title><summary type='text'>A brunette, a redhead, and a blonde were on their way to Heaven. God told them that the stairway to Heaven was 1000 steps, and that on every 5th step He would tell them a joke. He told them not to laugh at any of the jokes along the way or else they would not be able to enter Heaven.The brunette went first and started laughing on the 45th step, so she could not enter Heaven. The redhead went next</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/9145889439851774888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/9145889439851774888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/entry-to-heaven.html' title='Entry To Heaven'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-4012065578674794247</id><published>2009-04-01T14:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T15:52:09.745+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='affair'/><title type='text'>I Like Your Beard</title><summary type='text'>A married man was visiting his "girlfriend"When she requested that he shave his beard. "Oh James, I like your beard, but I would really love to see your handsome face."James replied, "My wife loves this beard. I couldn't possibly do it. She would kill me!!""Oh please?" the girlfriend asked again, in a sexy little voice..."Really, I can't," he replied. " My wife loves this beard!!"The girlfriend </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/4012065578674794247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/4012065578674794247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/04/i-like-your-beard.html' title='I Like Your Beard'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-5691441280530679632</id><published>2009-02-21T10:17:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-21T10:19:36.935+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='man'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='idiot'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teacher'/><title type='text'>Interestingly Painful</title><summary type='text'>A guy goes to the supermarket and notices an attractive woman waving at him. She says "Hello!!!". He's rather taken aback because he can't place where he knows her from. So he says..."do you know me???"... to which she replies..." I think you're the father of one of my kids"....Completely shocked...the guy's mind travels back to the only time when he was unfaithful to his wife and says..." My God</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5691441280530679632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5691441280530679632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2009/02/interestingly-painful.html' title='Interestingly Painful'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-6717035670213523128</id><published>2008-11-28T10:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:42:50.143+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sale'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='store'/><title type='text'>Sale</title><summary type='text'>It was the day of the big sale. Rumors of the sale (and some advertising inthe local paper) were the main reason for the long line that formed by 8:30,the store's opening time, in front of the store.A small man pushed his way to the front of the line, only to be pushed back,amid loud and colourful curse. On the man's second attempt, he was punchedsquare in the jaw, and knocked around a bit, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6717035670213523128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6717035670213523128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/sale.html' title='Sale'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-3754986533266732551</id><published>2008-11-28T10:37:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:38:45.542+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='priest'/><title type='text'>What causes arthritis?</title><summary type='text'>A drunk man who smelled like beer sat down on a subway next to a priest.The man's tie was stained, his face was plastered with red lipstick, a half-empty bottle of gin was sticking out of his torn coat pocket. He opened his newspaper and began reading.After a few minutes the man turned to the priest and asked, 'Say Father, what causes arthritis?'The priest replies, 'My Son, it's caused by loose </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/3754986533266732551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/3754986533266732551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/what-causes-arthritis.html' title='What causes arthritis?'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-2887039575894693320</id><published>2008-11-28T10:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-28T10:35:36.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='speech'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='driver'/><title type='text'>Einstien &amp; His Driver</title><summary type='text'>Albert Einstein was getting bored with making the same speech over and over again at different meetings, so one night, after a long day, his chauffeur jokingly said, "I've heard your speech so many times, I know it word for word! Why don't you take the night off and let me deliver the talk this evening?" Einstein agreed.When they arrived at the venue, Einstein put on the chauffeur's uniform and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/2887039575894693320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/2887039575894693320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/einstien-his-driver.html' title='Einstien &amp; His Driver'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-6341084963675854137</id><published>2008-11-17T19:03:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:04:24.538+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='indian'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='name'/><title type='text'>Indian Names</title><summary type='text'>In this one particular Indian Tribe, the privilege of naming the children of the tribe always fell to the Chief. One day, a small Indian boy asked him how he chooses the names for all the children. "Well, my son," the Chief replied, "When I step out of my tepee, I name each child after the first thing I see. "For instance, when a child is born and I step out of my tepee and see a pale moon rising</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6341084963675854137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/6341084963675854137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/indian-names.html' title='Indian Names'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-1872365048035065736</id><published>2008-11-17T19:00:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-17T19:02:46.029+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='party'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='husband'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='game'/><title type='text'>Who Am I?</title><summary type='text'>One Monday morning, a mailman was walking the neighborhood on his usual route. As he approached one of the houses, he noticed that both cars were in the driveway. He was wondering why the couple was home on a workday. Just then, Bob, the homeowner, came out with a recycling bin full of empty beer and liquor bottles. "Wow, Bob, looks like you guys had one hell of a party last night," the mailman </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1872365048035065736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/1872365048035065736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/who-am-i.html' title='Who Am I?'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1625039343837343377.post-5577299433175485878</id><published>2008-11-14T18:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:30:03.972+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Who says today's kids aren't smart!</title><summary type='text'>Who says today's kids aren't smart? Well, some of them are!I wish I'd thought of this ...At a high school in Montana a group of students played a prank on the school.They let three goats loose in the school.Before they let them go they painted numbers on the sides of the goats: 1, 2 and 4.Local school administrators spent most of the day looking for #3.--The Best MBA Forums @ www.mbaguys.net</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5577299433175485878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1625039343837343377/posts/default/5577299433175485878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jokes.humourbox.info/2008/11/who-says-todays-kids-arent-smart.html' title='Who says today&apos;s kids aren&apos;t smart!'/><author><name>Pradeep S</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh3.googleusercontent.com/-toKTJakb_B4/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAAA/KJkMwvPmAiA/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
