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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 04:39:51 GMT</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>justxploring</dc:creator>
			<description><![CDATA[<p>These are mean, but very funny.&#xa0; &#xa0;Reminds me of the Rodney Dangerfield, Henny Youngman type jokes.  Probably many of the young people on this board never even heard of Henny.&#xa0; &#xa0;&#x22;My wife is a light eater.  As soon as it gets light, she start eating.&#x22;</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 03:47:37 GMT</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>wiltay</dc:creator>
			<description><![CDATA[<p>This is too funny!  Thanks for sharing it.</p>]]></description>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 21:08:29 GMT</pubDate>
			<dc:creator>rcbbuckeye</dc:creator>
			<description><![CDATA[<p>Made me laugh out loud. Thx  time*treat.</p>]]></description>
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			<title>Original Blog Entry: And that&#x27;s when the fight started...</title>
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			<pubDate>Mon, 26 Jan 2009 18:56:24 GMT</pubDate>
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			<description><![CDATA[<p>My wife and I were watching Who Wants to Be a Millionaire while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, Do you want to have sex? No, she answered. I then said, Is that your final answer? She didn&#x27;t even look at me this time, simply saying Yes.<br /><br />So I said, Then I&#x27;d like to phone a friend.<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />I asked my wife, Where do you want to go for our anniversary? It warmed my heart to see her face melt in sweet appreciation. Somewhere I haven&#x27;t been in a long time! she said. So I suggested, How about the kitchen?<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, grabbed the dog, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the truck, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.<br /><br />I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife&#x27;s back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, &#x27;The weather out there is terrible.&#x27; My loving wife of 10 years replied, &#x27;Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />A man and women were asleep like two innocent babies. Suddenly, at 3 o&#x27;clock in the morning, a loud noise came from outside. The woman, bewildered, jumped up from the bed and yelled at the man &#x27;Holy snip . That must be my husband!&#x27;<br /><br />So the man jumped out of the bed; scared and naked jumped out the window. He smashed himself on the ground, ran through a thorn bush and to his car as fast as he could go. A few minutes later he returned and went up to the bedroom and screamed at the woman, &#x27;I AM your husband!&#x27;<br /><br />The woman yelled back, &#x27;Yeah, then why were you running?&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />I tried to talk my wife into buying a case of Miller Light for $14.95. Instead, she bought a jar of cold cream for $7.95. I told her the beer would make her look better at night than the cold cream.<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, &#x27;I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.&#x27;<br /><br />The husband replies, &#x27;Your eyesight&#x27;s damn near perfect.&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason, took my order first. I&#x27;ll have the strip steak, medium rare, please. He said, Aren&#x27;t you worried about the mad cow? Nah, she can order for herself.<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />My wife and I were sitting at a table at my high school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table. My wife asked, &#x27;Do you know her?&#x27; &#x27;Yes,&#x27; I sighed, &#x27;she&#x27;s my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn&#x27;t been sober since.&#x27;<br /><br />&#x27;My God!&#x27; said my wife, &#x27;who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver&#x27;s license to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later. The woman said, &#x27;Unbutton your shirt.&#x27; So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, &#x27;That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me&#x27; and she processed my Social Security application.<br /><br />When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office. She said, &#x27;You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her someplace expensive... so, I took her to a gas station.<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, &#x27;I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.&#x27; I bought her a scale.<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />My wife sat down on the couch next to me as I was flipping channels. She asked, &#x27;What&#x27;s on TV?&#x27;<br /><br />I said, &#x27;Dust.&#x27;<br /><br />And that&#x27;s when the fight started....<br /><br />(Why should ochoop17 have all the fun? )<br /><br />... &#x5b;&#xa0;<a href="/blogentry/27074">More</a>&#xa0;&#x5d;</p>]]></description>
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