<?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-29758887</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:34:28.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Only Funs Here</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16908901766669418314</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>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29758887.post-115419133175524784</id><published>2006-07-29T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T09:42:11.756-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Russian Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://crazyfuns.ru/uploads/30.06.06/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; 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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A first-grade teacher, Ms. Brooks, was having trouble with one of her students. The teacher asked, "Harry, what's your problem?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry answered, "I'm too smart for the 1st grade. My sister is in the 3rd grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 3rd grade too!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks had enough. She took Harry to the principal's office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Harry waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms. Brooks he would give the boy a test If he failed to answer any of his questions he was to go back to the 1st grade and behave. She agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed to take the test.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 3 x 3?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "9."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principal: "What is 6 x 6?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "36."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it went with every question the principal thought a 3rd grader should know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal looks at Ms. Brooks and tells her, "I think Harry can go to the 3rd grade."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks says to the principal, "Let me ask him some questions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal and Harry both agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks asks, "What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry, after a moment: "Legs."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal wondered why would she ask such a question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry replied: "Pockets."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What does a dog do that a man steps into?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Pants."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: What starts with a C, ends with a T, is hairy, oval, delicious and contains thin, whitish liquid?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Coconut."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal sat forward with his mouth hanging open.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft and sticky?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal's eyes opened really wide and before he could stop the answer, Harry replied, "Bubble gum."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting down and a dog does on three legs?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Shake hands."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal was trembling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms. Brooks: "What word starts with an 'F' and ends in 'K' that means a lot of heat and excitement?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry: "Firetruck."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The principal breathed a sigh of relief and told the teacher, "Put Harry in the fifth-grade, I got the last seven questions wrong...... " &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read more on &lt;a href="http://www.stories.vaty.net/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.stories.vaty.net/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29758887-115419129507581921?l=trixiedeity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/feeds/115419129507581921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29758887&amp;postID=115419129507581921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115419129507581921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115419129507581921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29758887.post-115419108630510227</id><published>2006-07-29T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-29T09:38:06.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Have You Ever Noticed...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;1) Moles are always smaller than you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Some days you see lots of people on crutches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) One of the most awkward things that can happen in a pub is when your pint to toilet cycle get synchronised with a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You've never quite sure whether its ok to eat green crisps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Everyone who grew up in the 80's has entered the digits 55378008 into a calculator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Reading when you're drunk is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Sharpening a pencil with a knife makes you feel really manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) You're never quite sure whether its against the law or not to have a fire in your back garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Whatever your age the desire to make plastic dolls shag is almost impossible to resist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Nobody ever dares make cup-a-soup in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) You never know where to look when eating an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) Its impossible to describe the smell of a wet cat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Prodding a fire with a stick makes you feel manly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Rummaging in an overgrown garden will always turn up a bouncy ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) You always feel a bit scared when stroking horses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) Everyone always remembers the day a dog ran into your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) The most embarrassing thing you can do as schoolchild is to call your teacher mum or dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) The smaller the monkey the more it looks like it would kill you at the first given opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) At the end of every party there is always a fat girl crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20) Every bloke has at some stage while taking a piss flushed half way through and then raced against the flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) Triangle sandwiches taste better than square ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Its impossible to look cool whilst picking up a frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23) Driving through a tunnel makes you feel excited.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24) You never ever run out of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25) Old ladies can eat more than you think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26) You can't respect a man who carries a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27) There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when you've got your hand or head stuck in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28) No one knows the origins of their metal coat hangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29) Despite constant warning you have never met anybody who has had their arm broken by a swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30) The most painful household incident is wearing socks and stepping on an upturned plug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31) People who don't drive slam car doors too hard&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32) You've turned into your dad the day you put aside a thin piece of wood to specifically stir paint with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33) Everyone had an uncle who tried to steal their nose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34) Bricks are horrible to carry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35) In every plate of chips there is a bad chip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36) Beneath every floating balloon is a tearful child.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Read more jokes on &lt;a href="http://jokemail.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://jokemail.blogspot.com/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29758887-115419108630510227?l=trixiedeity.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29758887.post-115037805349050610</id><published>2006-06-15T06:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:27:33.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Funny animals</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2355/320/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2355/320/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2355/320/8.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2638/2355/320/8.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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animals'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16908901766669418314</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-29758887.post-115037793412889575</id><published>2006-06-15T06:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:25:34.130-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LIKE MONKEYS</title><content type='html'>The pet store was selling them for five cents apiece.&lt;br /&gt;I thought that odd since they were normally a couple&lt;br /&gt;thousand each. I decided not to look a gift horse in&lt;br /&gt;the mouth. I bought 200. I like monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my 200 monkeys home. I have a big car. I let&lt;br /&gt;one drive. His name was Sigmund. He was retarded. In&lt;br /&gt;fact, none of them were really bright. They kept&lt;br /&gt;punching themselves in their genitals. I laughed. Then&lt;br /&gt;they punched my genitals. I stopped laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I herded them into my room. They didn't adapt very&lt;br /&gt;well to their new environment. They would screech,&lt;br /&gt;hurl themselves off of the couch at high speeds and&lt;br /&gt;slam into the wall. Although humorous at first, the&lt;br /&gt;spectacle lost its novelty halfway into its third&lt;br /&gt;hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two hours later I found out why all the monkeys were&lt;br /&gt;so inexpensive: they all died. No apparent reason.&lt;br /&gt;They all just sorta' dropped dead. Kinda' like when&lt;br /&gt;you buy a goldfish and it dies five hours later. Damn&lt;br /&gt;cheap monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know what to do. There were 200 dead monkeys&lt;br /&gt;lying all over my room, on the bed, in the dresser,&lt;br /&gt;hanging from my bookcase. It looked like I had 200&lt;br /&gt;throw rugs&lt;br /&gt;I tried to flush one down the toilet. It didn't work.&lt;br /&gt;It got stuck. Then I had one dead, wet monkey and 199&lt;br /&gt;dead, dry monkeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried pretending that they were just stuffed&lt;br /&gt;animals. That worked for awhile, that is, until they&lt;br /&gt;began to decompose. It started to smell real bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had to pee, but there was a dead monkey in the&lt;br /&gt;toilet and I didn't want to call the plumber. I was&lt;br /&gt;embarrassed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to slow down the decomposition by freezing&lt;br /&gt;them. Unfortunately there was only enough room for two&lt;br /&gt;monkeys at a time so I had to change them every 30&lt;br /&gt;seconds. I also had to eat all the food in the freezer&lt;br /&gt;so it didn't all go bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried burning them. Little did I know my bed was&lt;br /&gt;flammable. I had to extinguish the fire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I had one dead, wet monkey in my toilet, two&lt;br /&gt;dead, frozen monkeys in my freezer. and 197 dead,&lt;br /&gt;charred monkeys in a pile on my bed. The odor wasn't&lt;br /&gt;improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I became agitated at my inability to dispose of my&lt;br /&gt;monkeys and to use the bathroom. I severely beat one&lt;br /&gt;of my monkeys. It felt better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried throwing them away but the garbage man said&lt;br /&gt;that the city wasn't allowed to dispose of charred&lt;br /&gt;primates. I told him that I had a wet one. He couldn't&lt;br /&gt;take that one either. I didn't bother asking about the&lt;br /&gt;frozen ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally arrived at a solution. I gave them out as&lt;br /&gt;Christmas gifts. My friends didn't know quite what to&lt;br /&gt;say. They pretended that they liked them but I could&lt;br /&gt;tell they were lying. Ingrates! So I punched them in&lt;br /&gt;the genitals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like monkeys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29758887-115037793412889575?l=trixiedeity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/feeds/115037793412889575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29758887&amp;postID=115037793412889575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115037793412889575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115037793412889575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/2006/06/like-monkeys.html' title='LIKE MONKEYS'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16908901766669418314</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-29758887.post-115037772234656913</id><published>2006-06-15T06:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:22:02.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So that's why we learn this in school</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/jeaniemarie2001/farsidemath.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v204/jeaniemarie2001/farsidemath.gif" 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/29758887-115037772234656913?l=trixiedeity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/feeds/115037772234656913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29758887&amp;postID=115037772234656913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115037772234656913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29758887/posts/default/115037772234656913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trixiedeity.blogspot.com/2006/06/so-thats-why-we-learn-this-in-school.html' title='So that&apos;s why we learn this in school'/><author><name>James</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16908901766669418314</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></feed>
