tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-32125213964597349802024-03-13T16:48:33.955+05:30DYLIT - Jokes funny pictures videos ComicsDylit - Do you like it. This blog has lot of jokes. This jokes collection includes, Bar jokes, Brain tests, Computer jokes, Funny pictures, Funny question and answer, Funny SMS, romance jokes or love jokes, misc jokes, Funny stories, Sports jokes, teen jokes, True funny stories, Little johnny jokes, funny pictures, funny videos and funny comics! gmp says Dylit ?Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1548125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-57992739684819594312010-08-01T22:28:00.003+05:302010-08-01T22:43:39.067+05:30Mesothelioma<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9AsJv8Wovgw/TFWnvyVpfvI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/5WSqd4UihH4/s1600/p.txt.jpg"><img border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9AsJv8Wovgw/TFWnvyVpfvI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/5WSqd4UihH4/s400/p.txt.jpg" /></a> </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-67088246835940721912010-05-18T18:47:00.000+05:302010-05-18T18:48:09.060+05:30Life after death!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.johnandjohn.nl/write/jaj020.gif"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 220px;" src="http://www.johnandjohn.nl/write/jaj020.gif" border="0" alt="" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-80876971558581126792010-03-15T22:51:00.003+05:302010-03-15T22:52:49.735+05:30Dumbest Yahoo! Answer Question Ever!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.qwreck.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/yahoo-answers.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 650px; height: 671px;" src="http://www.qwreck.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/03/yahoo-answers.png" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><img src="http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif" alt="Add Video" border="0" class="gl_video" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-33357340068606298712010-03-05T03:06:00.000+05:302010-03-05T03:07:02.126+05:30Then Call it GOD<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://evolutionspace.files.wordpress.com/2007/04/thencallitgod1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 419px; height: 416px;" src="http://evolutionspace.files.wordpress.com/2007/04/thencallitgod1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-41754788570840300872010-02-24T23:10:00.000+05:302010-02-24T23:10:17.847+05:30"School Is For Losers"<object width="445" height="364"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzpD6OogahQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vzpD6OogahQ&hl=en_US&fs=1&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-48480248785241689532010-02-17T23:23:00.004+05:302010-02-19T01:16:43.497+05:30Mac vs PC<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.amitbhawani.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Macbook-Windows-Laptops.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 590px; height: 400px;" src="http://www.amitbhawani.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/Macbook-Windows-Laptops.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-63351812881495421342010-02-14T22:45:00.001+05:302010-02-14T22:49:21.414+05:30Valentines Day Special! My One And Only<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:x-small;"><p style=" padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 25px; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 13px; font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;font-size:small;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" ;font-size:x-small;"></span></p><p style=" padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 25px; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 13px; font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Roger, who was 19 years old, was buying an expensive bracelet, to surprise his girlfriend on Valentine's Day, at a very smart jeweller's shop in Hatton Garden, London.</span></p><p style=" padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 25px; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 13px; font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">The jeweller inquired, 'Would you like your girlfriend's name engraved on it?'</span></p><p style=" padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 25px; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 13px; font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Roger thought for a moment, grinned, then answered, 'No, instead engrave "To my one and only love".'<br />The jeweller smiled and said, 'Yes, sir; how very romantic of you.'</span></p><p style=" padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 2px; margin-top: 0px; margin-left: 25px; vertical-align: top; margin-bottom: 13px; font-family:verdana, arial, sans-serif;color:black;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Roger retorted with a glint in his eye, 'Not exactly romantic, but very practical. This way, if we break up, I can use it again.'</span></p></span><p></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-47527855312708333052010-02-14T22:41:00.001+05:302010-02-14T22:45:44.058+05:30Valentines Day Special! Q and A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; "><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the chocolate syrup say to the ice cream?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "I'm sweet on you!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did one piece of string say to the other? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "Be my valentwine!<br />Answer 2: "I'm so intwined by you."<br /><br /></span><p><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the letter say to the stamp?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: You send me.</span></p><p><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the stamp say to the envelope?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: I'm stuck on you.<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What happened when the two tennis players met?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: It was lob at first sight!<br />Answer 2: Nothing - the game ended Love - All!<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What do farmers give their wives on Valentine's Day?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: Hogs and kisses!<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did one pickle say to the other? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "You mean a great dill to me."<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What is a ram's favorite song?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: I only have eyes for ewe, Dear<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did one light bult say to the other? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "You light up my life!"<br />Answer 2: "I love you a whole watt!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the vacuum cleaner say to the outlet?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "I really get a charge out of you!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What do squirrels give for Valentine's Day?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: Forget-me-nuts.<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the engine say to the key?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "You turn me on!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the chocolate syrup say to the ice cream?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "I'm sweet on you!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the iPod say to it's owner? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "You make me so very appy!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did one calculator say to the other?</span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways!"<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What do you call two birds in love? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: Tweethearts!<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What is a vampire's sweetheart called? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />His ghoul-friend.<br /><br /></span><strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What did the caveman give his wife on Valentine's Day? </span></strong><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><br />Answer: Ughs and kisses!</span></p></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-59946434093456680252010-02-05T00:01:00.001+05:302010-02-05T00:02:32.093+05:30Mike is DEAD!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; "><span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Two guys in a bar...<br /><br />One says "Did your hear the news - Mike is dead!"<br /><br />" Wooo, what the hell happened to him?"<br /><br />"Well he was on his way over to my house the other day and when he<br />arrived outside the house he didn't brake properly and boom - He hit<br />the pavement and the car flips up and he crashed through the sunroof - Went flying through the air and smashed through my upstairs bedroom window."<br /><br />"What a horrible way to die!"<br /><br />"No no, he survived that, that didn't kill him at all. So, he's landed<br />in my upstairs bedroom and he's all covered in broken glass on the<br />floor. Then, he spots the big old antique wardrobe we have in the room<br />and reaches up for the handle to try to pull himself up. He's just<br />dragging himself up when bang, this massive wardrobe comes crashing<br />down on top of him, crushing him and breaking most of his bones."<br /><br />"What a way to go, that's terrible!"<br /><br />"No no, that didn't kill him he survived that. He managed to get the<br />wardrobe off him and crawls out onto the landing, he tries to pull<br />himself up on the banister but under his weight, the banister breaks<br />and he goes falling down on to the first floor. In mid air, all the broken banister poles spin and fall on him, pinning him to the floor, sticking right through him."<br /><br />"Now that is the most unfortunate way to go!"<br /><br />"No no, that didn't kill him, he even survived that. So he's on the<br />downstairs landing, just beside the kitchen. He crawls in to the<br />kitchen, tries to pull himself up on the cooker, but reached for a big<br />pot of boiling hot water, whoosh, the whole thing came down on him and<br />burned most of his skin off him."<br /><br />"Man, what a way to go!"<br /><br />"No no, he survived that, he survived that ! He's lying on the ground,<br />covered in boiling water and he spots the phone and tries to pull<br />himself up, to call for help, but instead he grabs the light switch and pulls the whole thing off the wall and the water and electricity didn't mix and so he got electrocuted, wallop, 10,000 volts shot through him."<br /><br />"Now that is one awful way to go!"<br /><br />"No no, he survived that, he ..."<br /><br />"Hold on now, just how the hell did he die?"<br /><br />"I shot him!"<br /><br />"You shot him? What the hell did you shoot him for?"<br /><br />"He was wrecking my fucking house."</span></span></span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'; font-size: medium; "><span style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-89166769376996602352010-01-18T18:59:00.001+05:302010-01-18T18:59:42.525+05:30I Love Noodles!<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/byGyivQXLKk&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/byGyivQXLKk&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-83649621262745009962010-01-17T20:13:00.000+05:302010-01-17T20:14:07.866+05:30Third Grade or Delhi University?A first-grade teacher, Ms Neelam (Age 28) was having trouble with one of<br /><p><span style="font-size:100%;"> her students</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">The teacher asked,”Boy. what is your problem?”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy. answered, “I’m too smart for the first-grade! .My sister is in<br />the third-grade and I’m smarter than she is! I think I should be in the<br />third-grade too!”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam had enough. She took Boy. to the principal’s office.<br />While Boy. waited in the outer office, the teacher explained to the<br />principal what the situation was. The principal told Ms Neelam he would<br />give the boy a test and if he failed to answer any of his questions he was<br />to go back to the first-grade and behave.She agreed.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy. was brought in and the conditions were explained to him and he agreed<br />to take the test.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Princi! pal: “What is 3 x 3?”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: “9″.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Principal: “What is 6 x 6?”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: “36″.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">And so it went with every question the principal thought a third-grade<br />should know. The principal looks at Ms Neelam and tells her, “I think Boy.<br />can go to the third-grade.”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam says to the principal, “I have some of my own questions.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Can I ask him ?” The principal and Boy. both agree.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam asks, “What does a cow have four of that I have only two of?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy., after a moment “Legs.”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">M! s Nee lam: “What is in your pants that you have but I do not have?”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: “Pockets.”</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What starts with a C and ends with a T, is hairy,</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">oval, delicious and contains thin whitish liquid?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Coconut</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What goes in hard and pink then comes out soft And</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">sticky? The principal’s eyes open really wide and before he could</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">stop the answer, Boy. was taking charge.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Bubblegum</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What does a man do standing up, a woman does sitting</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">down and a dog does on three legs? The principal’s ey! es open</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">really wide and before he could stop the answer…</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Shake hands</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: Now I will ask some “Who am I” sort of questions, okay?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Yep.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: You stick your poles inside me. You tie me down to get me<br />up. I get wet before you do.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Tent</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you’re</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">bored. The best man always has me first.The Principal was</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">looking restless, a bit tense and took one large Patiala Vodka peg.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Wedding Ring</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: I come in many sizes. When I’m not well, I drip. When you<br />blow me, you feel good.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Nose</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: I have a stiff shaft. My tip penetrates. I come with a<br />quiver.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Arrow</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What word starts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ that means lot<br />of heat and excitement?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Firetruck</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What word starts with a ‘F’ and ends in ‘K’ & if u don’t get<br />it u have to use ur hand.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: Fork</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What is it that all men have one of it’s longer on some men<br />than on others, the pope doesn’t use his and a man gives it to his wife<br />after they’re married?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: SURNAME</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Ms Neelam: What part of the man has no bone but has muscles, has lots<br />of veins, like pumping, & is responsible for making love ?</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">Boy.: HEART.</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">The principal breathed a sigh of relief and said to the teacher,</span></p> <p><span style="font-size:100%;">“Send this Boy. to Delhi University, I got the last ten questions<br />wrong myself!”</span></p>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-16762997386934484492009-12-20T18:48:00.001+05:302009-12-20T18:50:52.345+05:30This Video Sucks So Much I Ate My Own Head<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzP7Ow82o_s&hl=en_US&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fzP7Ow82o_s&hl=en_US&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-45797147895033359752009-12-19T20:45:00.002+05:302009-12-19T20:46:58.888+05:30Good Manners<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Helvetica, Arial, Verdana, 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">A teacher trying to teach good manners, asked her students the following question:<br /></span><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 36px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Michael, if you were on a date having dinner with a nice young lady,how would you tell her that you have to go to the bathroom?</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 36px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Michael said: Just a minute I have to go pee.' The teacher responded by saying: 'That would be rude and impolite.</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 18px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">What about you Sherman, how would you say it?</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 36px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Sherman said: I am sorry, but I really need to go to the bathroom. I'll be right back. </span></p><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 54px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">That's better, but it's still not very nice to say the word bathroom at the dinner table. And you, little Johnny, can you use your brain for once and show us your good manners?</span></p><p style="line-height: 1.4em; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; height: 54px; overflow-x: visible; overflow-y: visible; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">Johnny said I would say: Darling, may I please be excused for a moment? I have to shake hands with a very dear friend of mine, whom I hope to introduce you to after dinner.<br /></span></p><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">The teacher fainted.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-79226369916818511402009-12-18T19:55:00.000+05:302009-12-18T19:56:39.182+05:30Brunette, Red head and a Blonde<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: medium; "><div align="justify"><span class="style64" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Three women are about to be executed. One's a brunette, one's a redhead and one's a blonde. The guard brings the brunette forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no and the executioner shouts, ''Ready! Aim!'' Suddenly the brunette yells, ''EARTHQUAKE!!!'' Everyone is startled and throws themselves on the ground while she escapes. The guard brings the redhead forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She say no and the executioner shouts, ''Ready! Aim!'' Suddenly the redhead yells, ''TORNADO!!!'' Everyone is startled and looks around for cover while she escapes. By now the blonde has it all figured out. The guard brings her forward and the executioner asks if she has any last requests. She says no and the executioner shouts, Ready! Aim!'' and the blonde yells, ''FIRE!!!'''</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#333333;"><br /></span></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-19050244301653604602009-11-08T13:02:00.000+05:302009-11-08T13:03:21.916+05:30Moon Walk goes bad<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ld-jzeVs4aA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ld-jzeVs4aA&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-65790502870918975982009-09-18T14:50:00.001+05:302009-09-18T14:50:42.178+05:30Dead Parrot<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6Lq771TVm4&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e6Lq771TVm4&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-16901514466106784012009-09-14T19:57:00.000+05:302009-09-14T19:58:03.969+05:30Girls Don't Ever Fart?!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kKOER--EHbk&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" 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Driver<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-wF1WJ0VBU&hl=en&fs=1&"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C-wF1WJ0VBU&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-45070367366419765232009-09-02T16:28:00.001+05:302009-09-02T16:28:50.732+05:30Church of coverred dish<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://thomtapp.com/images/panel.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 375px; height: 400px;" src="http://thomtapp.com/images/panel.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-14933329037593652442009-09-02T16:24:00.002+05:302009-09-02T16:29:09.852+05:30Angus Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.agnusday.org/strips/latest.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 640px; height: 221px;" src="http://www.agnusday.org/strips/latest.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-14488375785463139962009-08-28T19:49:00.000+05:302009-08-28T19:51:20.553+05:30Couch Airbag Explosion Prank<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial, sans-serif;font-size:10px;"><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vppxu70Wojo&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vppxu70Wojo&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-39961118481586449092009-08-25T20:12:00.001+05:302009-08-25T20:12:47.726+05:30Gabriel Iglesias "gift basket story " ( uncensored )<span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre; font-family:Arial;font-size:10px;"><object width="560" height="340"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdbGnJ52fjc&hl=en&fs=1&"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EdbGnJ52fjc&hl=en&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"></embed></object></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-16576947567464670092009-08-22T20:26:00.001+05:302009-08-22T20:26:36.452+05:30The Good Old Days Before Computers<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; "><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">REMEMBER WHEN...</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Computer</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Something On TV<br /><br />From A Science Fiction Show<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Window</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Something You Hated To Clean....<br /><br />And </span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">RAM</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was The Cousin Of A Goat...<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Meg</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was The Name Of My Girlfriend<br /><br />And </span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Gig</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Your Middle Finger Upright<br /><br />Now They All Mean Different Things<br /><br />And That Really Mega Bytes<br /><br />An </span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Application</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was For Employment<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Program</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was A TV Show<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Cursor</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Used Profanity<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Keyboard</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was A Piano<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Memory</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Something That You Lost With Age<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">CD</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was A Bank Account<br /><br />And If You Had A 3 1/2" </span><span style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Floppy</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br />You Hoped Nobody Found Out<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Compress</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Something You Did To The Garbage<br /><br />Not Something You Did To A File<br /><br />And If You </span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Unzipped</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Anything In Public<br /><br />You'd Be In Jail For A While<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Log On</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Adding Wood To The Fire<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Hard Drive</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was A Long Trip On The Road<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Mouse Pad</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was Where A Mouse Lived<br /><br />And A </span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Backup</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Happened To Your Commode<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Cut</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> You Did With A Pocket Knife<br /><br /></span><span style="color:#009900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Paste</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> You Did With Glue<br /><br />A </span><span style="color:#cc000000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Web</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was A Spider's Home<br /><br />And A </span><span style="color:#cc9900;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Virus</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"> Was The Flu<br /><br />I Guess I'll Stick To My Pad And Paper<br /><br />And The Memory In My Head<br /><br />Nobody's Been Killed In A Computer </span><span style="color:#0000ff;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Crash</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><br /><br />But When It Happens They Wish They Were Dead </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3212521396459734980.post-51743903112562049902009-08-22T20:21:00.000+05:302009-08-22T20:27:09.947+05:30Computer Acronyms !!<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold; line-height: 24px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Computer Acronyms !! Do You Know What They Really Mean!</span></span><ul><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">PCMCIA:- People Can't Memorize Computer Industry Acronyms</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">ISDN: It Still Does Nothing</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">APPLE: Arrogance Produces Profit-Loving Entity</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">SCSI: System Can't See It</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">DOS: Defective Operating System</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">BASIC: Bill's Attempt to Seize Industry Control</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">IBM: I Blame Microsoft</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">DEC: Do Expect Cuts</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">CD-ROM: Consumer Device - Rendered Obsolete in Months</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">OS/2: Obsolete Soon, Too.</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">WWW: World Wide Wait</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">MACINTOSH: Most Applications Crash; If Not, The Operating System Hangs</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">PENTIUM: Produces Erroneous Numbers Thru Incorrect Understanding of Mathematics</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">AMIGA: A Merely Insignificant Game Addiction</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">LISP: Lots of Infuriating & Silly Parentheses</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">MIPS: Meaningless Indication of Processor Speed</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">WINDOWS: Will Install Needless Data On Whole System</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">MICROSOFT: Most Intelligent Customers Realize Our Software Only Fools Teenagers</span></span></li><li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">RISC: Reduced Into Silly Code</span></span></li></ul></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0