<?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-10522514</id><updated>2011-12-15T08:36:42.862+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Jokes</title><subtitle type='html'>Get the most &lt;b&gt;Stupid Jokes&lt;/b&gt; on net. We present a Collection of &lt;b&gt;Really stupid jokes&lt;/b&gt; on the planet. This is the best collection of &lt;b&gt;Short&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;Clean Stupid Jokes&lt;/b&gt;.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10522514.post-110864467813823768</id><published>2005-02-17T18:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-17T18:21:18.140+05:30</updated><title type='text'>True Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span arial="" helvetica="" serif=""   style="font-family:Verdana,;font-size:85%;"&gt;A husband and wife went to dinner and celebrated their fiftieth wedding anniversary. Afterwards they returned home and went to their patio to relax with a glass of wine and to reflect on their fifty years together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while the husband said to his wife: Honey in all the years together, was there ever a time when you were unfaithful to me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife thinks for a bit and then says: Oh yes there was one time early in our marriage. Remember when you had lost your job and the bank was going to foreclose on the house. I made a trip to town, saw the banker and we got the loan extended until you returned to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband thinks for a bit and says: Wow honey, you saved our home; I guess I can’t really hold it against you for being unfaithful that one time. Was there ever another time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife thinks for a bit and then says: Oh yes there was one other time. Remember when you had gotten sick and needed an operation or you would die, but we didn’t have any insurance. I made a trip to town, saw the doctor and you got the operation..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband thinks for a bit and says: Wow honey, you saved my life; I guess I can’t really hold it against you for being unfaithful that time either. Was there another time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wife thinks for a bit and then says: Well there was just one other time. Remember when you were running for club president and you only needed 58 more votes……….. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110864467813823768?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110864467813823768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110864467813823768' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110864467813823768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110864467813823768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/true-love.html' title='True Love'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10522514.post-110821238309562474</id><published>2005-02-12T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:16:23.096+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tit For Tat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;A boy and his date were parked on a back road some distance from town, doing what boys and girls do on back roads some distance from town. Things were getting hot and heavy when the girl stopped the boy. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"I really should ave mentioned this earlier, but I'm actually a hooker and I charge $20 for sex," she said.         The boy just looked at her for a couple of seconds, but then reluctantly paid her, and they did their thing.&lt;br /&gt;After the cigarette, the boy just sat in the driver's seat looking out the window. "Why aren't we going anywhere?" asked the girl.&lt;br /&gt;"Well, I should have mentioned this before, but I'm actually a taxi driver, and the fare back to town is $25."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110821238309562474?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110821238309562474/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110821238309562474' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110821238309562474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110821238309562474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/tit-for-tat.html' title='Tit For Tat'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110821220305161591</id><published>2005-02-12T18:12:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-12T18:13:23.193+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Date</title><content type='html'>Brad had a blind date with Ashley for the prom and, as the evening progressed, he found himself attracted to her more and more. After some really passionate embracing, he said, "Tell me, do you object to making love?"&lt;br /&gt;"That's something I have never done before," Ashley replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Never made love? You mean you are a virgin?" Brad was amazed.&lt;br /&gt;"No, silly!" she giggled. "I've never objected!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110821220305161591?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110821220305161591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110821220305161591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110821220305161591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110821220305161591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/date.html' title='Date'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110809850128439551</id><published>2005-02-11T10:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-11T10:38:21.283+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Chicken Farm</title><content type='html'>An idiot decides to start up a chicken farm, so he buys a hundred chickens to get up and running.&lt;br /&gt;A month later he returns to the dealer to get another hundred chickens because the first lot had died.&lt;br /&gt;Another month passes and he's back at the dealers for another hundred chickens, "I think I know where I'm going wrong" he tells the dealer,&lt;br /&gt;"I think I'm planting them too deep."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110809850128439551?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110809850128439551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110809850128439551' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110809850128439551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110809850128439551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/chicken-farm.html' title='Chicken Farm'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10522514.post-110733712666014408</id><published>2005-02-02T15:07:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-02T15:08:46.660+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Salary Package</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="interview"&gt;Reaching the end of a job interview, the Human Resources Person asked the young programmer, "And what starting  salary were you looking for?"  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="interview"&gt;The programmer said, "In the neighborhood of $75,000 a year, depending on the benefit's package."  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="interview"&gt;The HR Person said, "Well, what would you say to a package of  5-weeks vacation, 14 paid holidays, full medical and  dental, company matching retirement fund to 50% of salary, and a company car leased every 2 years - say, a red  Corvette?"  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="interview"&gt;The programmer sat up straight and said, "Wow!!!  Are you kidding?"  &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a name="interview"&gt;And the HR Person said, "Certainly, ...but you started it." &lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110733712666014408?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110733712666014408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110733712666014408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110733712666014408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110733712666014408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/salary-package.html' title='Salary Package'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110726109520891976</id><published>2005-02-01T18:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-01T18:01:35.210+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sardar Son</title><content type='html'>Santa:I am a proud sardar, my son is in medical college.&lt;br /&gt;Banta: really what is he studying?&lt;br /&gt;Santa: he is not studying they r studying him.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110726109520891976?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110726109520891976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110726109520891976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726109520891976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726109520891976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/sardar-son.html' title='Sardar Son'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110726102283952931</id><published>2005-02-01T18:00:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-01T18:00:22.840+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Born Identity</title><content type='html'>Man:sardarji where were u born?&lt;br /&gt;sardarji: punjab.&lt;br /&gt;man: which part.&lt;br /&gt;Sardar: oye part part kya kar raha hai, whole body is born in punjab".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110726102283952931?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110726102283952931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110726102283952931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726102283952931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726102283952931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/born-identity.html' title='Born Identity'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110726099866822675</id><published>2005-02-01T17:59:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:59:58.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Barish</title><content type='html'>Sardar ke bagiche me bahut pedh the. Sardar ne naukar se bola pedho ko&lt;br /&gt;pani dal.&lt;br /&gt;Naukar bola "sahib barish ho rahi hai"&lt;br /&gt;sardar : abe budhu chatri pakdke dal na".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110726099866822675?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110726099866822675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110726099866822675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726099866822675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726099866822675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/barish.html' title='Barish'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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-10522514.post-110726094334890046</id><published>2005-02-01T17:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2005-02-01T17:59:03.350+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Foreign Channel</title><content type='html'>Ek dost ne sardar se poocha "yaar tu hamesha foreign channel kyon&lt;br /&gt;dekhta rehta."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sardar "yaar kuch bijli unki bhi kharcha hone do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10522514-110726094334890046?l=stupid-jokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/feeds/110726094334890046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10522514&amp;postID=110726094334890046' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726094334890046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10522514/posts/default/110726094334890046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://stupid-jokes.blogspot.com/2005/02/foreign-channel.html' title='Foreign Channel'/><author><name>Joker</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10292520239826367801</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>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
