﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[abraxas248]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/</link><description><![CDATA[a man with a stone heart]]></description><language>en-us</language><copyright>bitcomet.com</copyright><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 05:43:08 GMT</pubDate><lastBuildDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 05:43:08 GMT</lastBuildDate><generator>bitcomet.com</generator><docs>http://cyber.law.harvard.edu/rss/rss.html</docs><ttl>30</ttl><item><title><![CDATA[Enjoy the free online game – PDO!]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_21960/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
Phoenix Dynasty Online (PDO) is a fantasy-based Massively Multiplayer Online Role Playing Game (MMORPG) set in the world of the Warring States period of ancient China (from 475 B.C to 221 B.C.). In this game, you will travel back in time to ancient China, join one of the four feudal states, Chi, Chu, Qin, and Zhao, grow your characters and skills, and participate in the legacy of history, fierce fighting, and politics among these feudal states, and ultimately, become the hero that is vital to the survival and success of your state.&nbsp;
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PDO is a free online RPG, meaning that a player can register a free account, download the game for free, and play the game for free forever, without paying any monthly fees. There are certain in-game items that we sell for real money, but the purchase of them is 100% optional, and the system is carefully designed so that the purchase of real-money items does not affect the game balance very much.
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There are 4 types of characters for......</p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Wed, 16 Apr 2008 05:43:08 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[jokes]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_20046/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">There lived in the State of Qi a man who had a very bad memory. While walking, he would forget to stop; while sleeping, he would forget to rise. His wife was very much worried about this and said to him one day: &quot;I've heard that Master Ai is a very learned man with a glib tongue. He can even bring the dying back to life. Why don't you go and consult him?&quot; <br /> <br />
&quot;Good idea!&quot; the man agreed. <br /> <br />
So he set out on horseback, bow and arrow in hand. Before he had covered a distance of 30 li he felt a call of nature. He dismounted and, after sticking the arrow into the ground and tying the horse to a tree, crouched down to relieve himself. This done, he stood up and looking to the left caught sight of the arrow. <br /> <br />
&quot;Wow!&quot; he cried. &quot; What a narrow escape! I wonder where that stray arrow came from. It nearly hit me.&quot;<br />
Then, looking to the right, he saw the horse. <br /> <br />
&quot;Well, well!&quot; he said with joy. &quot; Though I've been badly frightened, I'm now rewarded......</font>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Mon, 24 Mar 2008 05:35:06 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[just a joke]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19480/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">I believe five out of four people have trouble with fractions.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">If quitters never win, and winners never quit, what fool came up with, &quot;Quit while you're ahead?&quot;</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">What hair color do they put on the driver's licenses of bald men?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why not modern Latin: VENI, VEDI, VISA - I came, I saw, I shopped.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">If it's true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the others here for?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">STRESSED spelled backwards is DESSERTS.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Strange! No one ever says &quot;It's only a game,&quot; when their team is winning.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Isn't Disney World a people trap operated by a mouse?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:35:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Chinese Jokes]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19479/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">There lived in the State of Qi a man who had a very bad memory. While walking, he would forget to stop; while sleeping, he would forget to rise. His wife was very much worried about this and said to him one day: &quot;I've heard that Master Ai is a very learned man with a glib tongue. He can even bring the dying back to life. Why don't you go and consult him?&quot; <br /> <br />
&quot;Good idea!&quot; the man agreed. <br /> <br />
So he set out on horseback, bow and arrow in hand. Before he had covered a distance of 30 li he felt a call of nature. He dismounted and, after sticking the arrow into the ground and tying the horse to a tree, crouched down to relieve himself. This done, he stood up and looking to the left caught sight of the arrow. <br /> <br />
&quot;Wow!&quot; he cried. &quot; What a narrow escape! I wonder where that stray arrow came from. It nearly hit me.&quot;<br />
Then, looking to the right, he saw the horse. <br /> <br />
&quot;Well, well!&quot; he said with joy. &quot; Though I've been badly frightened, I'm now rewarded......</font>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:34:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[just a joke]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19478/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">I believe five out of four people have trouble with fractions.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">If quitters never win, and winners never quit, what fool came up with, &quot;Quit while you're ahead?&quot;</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">What hair color do they put on the driver's licenses of bald men?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">I was thinking that women should put pictures of missing husbands on beer cans.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why not modern Latin: VENI, VEDI, VISA - I came, I saw, I shopped.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">If it's true that we are here to help others, then what exactly are the others here for?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">STRESSED spelled backwards is DESSERTS.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Strange! No one ever says &quot;It's only a game,&quot; when their team is winning.</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Isn't Disney World a people trap operated by a mouse?</font> </p> <p> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Since Americans throw rice at weddings, do Asians throw hamburgers?</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:32:39 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Michael Jackson jokes]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19476/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">&nbsp;Q: Did you hear about Michael Jackson's latest song?<br />
A: &quot;Don't let your son go down on me.&quot;</font>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 15 Mar 2008 15:29:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[only in America..........]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19226/</link><description><![CDATA[<font size="2">&nbsp;<font color="#ffffff">Only in America...can a pizza get to your house faster than an<br />
ambulance...<br /> <br />
Only in America...are there handicap parking places in front of<br />
a skating rink...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do people order double cheese burgers, a large<br />
fry, and a diet coke...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do banks leave both doors open and then chain<br />
the pens to the counters...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do we leave cars worth thousands of dollars in<br />
the driveway and leave useless things and junk in boxes in the<br />
garage...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do we use answering machines to screen calls<br />
and then have call waiting so we won't miss a call from someone<br />
we didn't want to talk to in the first place...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do we buy hot dogs in packages of ten and buns<br />
in packages of eight...<br /> <br />
Only in America...do we use the word &quot;politics&quot; to describe the<br />
process so well: &quot;Poli&quot; in latin meaning &quot;many&quot; and &quot;tics&quot;<br />
meaning &quot;blood-sucking creatures&quot;...</font></font>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:32:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Stupid American...... joke]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19224/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">An Irishman , a Mexican and a American Guy were doing construction work on<br />
scaffolding on the 20th floor of a building.<br /> <br />
They were eating lunch and the Irishman said, &quot;Corned beef and cabbage! If I<br />
get corned beef and cabbage one more time for lunch, I'm going to jump off<br />
this building.&quot;<br /> <br />
The Mexican opened his lunch box and exclaimed, &quot;Burritos again! If I get<br />
burritos one more time I'm going to jump off, too.&quot;<br /> <br />
The American opened his lunch and said, &quot;Bolognaise again! If I get a<br />
bolognaise sandwich one more time, I'm jumping too.&quot;<br /> <br />
The next day, the Irishman opened his lunch box, saw corned beef and cabbage<br />
and jumped to his death.<br /> <br />
The Mexican opened his lunch, saw a burrito, and jumped, too.<br /> <br />
The American guy opened his lunch, saw the bolognaise and jumped to his death<br />
as well.<br /> <br />
At the funeral, the Irishman's wife was weeping.She said, &quot;If I'd known how<br />
really tired he was of corned beef and cabbage, I never would have given it<br />
to......</font>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:17:57 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[&quot;You're going to die&quot;]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19222/</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote> <blockquote> <p align="center">
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		</p> <p align="justify"> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff">A woman accompanied her husband to the doctor's office. After his checkup, the doctor called the wife into his office alone. <br />
		He said,&quot;Your husband is suffering from a very severe disease, combined with horrible stress. <br />
		If you don't do the following, your husband will surely die:<br />
		&quot;Each morning, fix him a healthy breakfast. <br />
		Be pleasant, and make sure he is in a good mood. <br />
		For lunch make him a nutritious meal he can take to work. And for dinner, prepare an especially nice meal for him. Don't burden him with chores, as this could further his stress. &quot;Don't discuss your problems with him; it will only make his stress worse. Try to relax your husband in the evening by being pleasant and giving him plenty of back rubs. <br />
		Encourage him to watch some type of team sporting event on television. &quot;And, most importantly satisfy his every whim. If you can do this for the next 10 months to a year, I think your husband will regain his health completely.&......</font></p></blockquote></blockquote>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:08:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[American Joke]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19221/</link><description><![CDATA[<blockquote> <p align="center"> <strong></strong> </p> <blockquote> <p align="justify"> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff">A little boy wanted $100 very badly; his mother told him to pray to GOD for it. He prayed for two weeks not nothing turned up. Then he decided perhaps he should write GOD a letter requesting the $100. When the post office received the letter addressed to GOD, they opened it and decided to send it to the President. The President was so impressed, touched and amused that he instructed his secretary to send the boy $5. He thought this would appear to be a lot of money to a little boy. The little boy was delighted with the $5 and sat down to write a thank-you letter, which read as follows:<br />
		&quot;Dear God,<br />
		Thank you very much for sending me the money. I noticed that you had to send it through Washington, as usual, those thieving bastards deducted $95 for taxes.</font> </p> <p align="right"> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff">Sender: Mai Tay Thi</font> </p> </blockquote> </blockquote>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Wed, 12 Mar 2008 04:05:37 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[&quot;ADJUSTING TO MARRIED LIFE&quot;]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_19126/</link><description><![CDATA[<p align="center"> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ff0000"><strong><br /> </strong></font>&nbsp;
</p> <div> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff">This couple has only been married for two weeks.&nbsp; The husband, although very much in love, can't wait to go out into town and party with his old buddies.<br />
He says to his new wife, &quot;Honey, I'll be right back...&quot;<br /> </font> </div> <div> <font face="Comic Sans MS" color="#ffffff">&quot;Where are you going coochy coo...?&quot; asked the wife.<br />
&quot;I'm going to the bar, pretty face.&nbsp; I'm going to have a<br />
beer.&quot;<br /> <br />
The wife says to him, &quot;You want a beer, my love?&quot;&nbsp; Then she opens the door to the refrigerator and shows him 25 different kinds of beer brands from 12 different countries: Germany, Holland, Japan, India, etc.<br /> <br />
The husband doesn't know what to do, and the only thing that he can think of saying is, &quot;Yes, loolie loolie... but the bar... you know... the frozen glass...&quot;<br /> <br />
He doesn't get to finish the sentence, when thewife interrupts him by saying, &quot;You want a frozen glass, puppy face?&quot;<br />
She takes a huge beer mug out of the freezer so frozen that she is getting the chills holding......</font></div>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Tue, 11 Mar 2008 01:33:25 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Jimi Hendrix Quotes]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_18179/</link><description><![CDATA[<ul> <li><font color="#ffffff">&quot;<font face="Verdana" size="2">All I'm gonna do is just go on and do what I feel.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">All I'm writing is just what I feel, that's all. I just keep it almost naked. And probably the words are so bland.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">Blues is easy to play, but hard to feel.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">Even Castles made of sand, fall into the sea, eventually.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">Every city in the world always has a gang, a street gang, or the so-called outcasts.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">Excuse me while I kiss the sky.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">I don't have nothing to regret at all in the past, except that I might've unintentionally hurt somebody else or something.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">I got a pet monkey called Charlie Chan.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">I have this one little saying, when things get too heavy just call me helium, the lightest known gas to man.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">I just hate to be in one corner. I hate to be put as only a guitar player, or either only as a songwriter, or only as a tap dancer. I like to move around.&quot;</font> </font></li> <li><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="2">&quot;</font><font face="Verdana" size="2">I try to use my music to move these people to act.&quot;......</font></font></li></ul>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Thu, 28 Feb 2008 06:21:41 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why Americans Should Never Be Allowed To Travel]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_18037/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font size="2" color="#ffffff">The following are actual stories provided by travel agents:</font> </p> <p>
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</p> <p align="left"> <font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="-1">I had someone ask for an aisle seats so that his or her hair wouldn't get messed up by being near the window.</font> </font> </p> <p align="left">
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</p> <p align="left"> <font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="-1">A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii.&nbsp; After going over all the cost info, she asked, &quot;Would it be cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to Hawaii?&quot;</font> </font> </p> <p align="left">
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</p> <p align="left"> <font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="-1">I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown.&nbsp; I started to explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she interrupted me with &quot;I'm not trying to make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts. &quot;Without trying to make her look like the stupid one, I calmly explained, &quot;Capecod is in Massachusetts, Capetown is in Africa.&quot;&nbsp; Her response ... click.</font> </font> </p> <p align="left">
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</p> <p align="left"> <font color="#ffffff"><font face="Verdana" size="-1">A man called, furious about a Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the vacation in Orlando. He said he was expecting an ocean-view room.......</font></font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Tue, 26 Feb 2008 09:59:31 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[just a question...]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_17782/</link><description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: teal; font-family: Arial"><font color="#ffffff">Do illiterate people get the full effect of Alphabet &nbsp;Soup?</font></span><font color="#ffffff"><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> <strong><span style="font-weight: bold">&nbsp;</span></strong> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial">Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad at you, but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out the window?</span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: olive; font-family: Arial"> </span></font></strong></font><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"><br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: olive; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Does pushing the elevator button more than once make it arrive faster?</font></span></font></strong>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 23 Feb 2008 18:34:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Did you ever stop and wonder......]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_17284/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: blue; font-family: Arial">Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, &quot;I think I&rsquo;ll squeeze these pink dangly things here, and drink whatever comes out?&quot;</span><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong></font><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"><font color="#ffffff"> <br /> </font><strong><span style="font-weight: bold"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Who &nbsp;was the first person to say, &quot;See that chicken there... I'm gonna eat the next thing that comes outta its bum.&quot;</font></span></strong></span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: fuchsia; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why &nbsp;do toasters always have a setting so high that could burn the toast to &nbsp;a horrible crisp, which no decent human being would&nbsp;eat?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: green; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: green; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why&nbsp;is there a light in the fridge and not in the freezer?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: red; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: red; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why&nbsp;do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but &nbsp;don't point to &nbsp;their bum when they ask where the bathroom &nbsp;is?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: navy; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why does your Obstetrician, Gynaecologist leave the room when you get undressed if they are going to look up there anyway?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: purple; font-family: Arial"> &nbsp;</span></font></strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"> <br /> </span></font><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: purple; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why&nbsp;does Goofy stand erect while Pluto remains on all fours? &nbsp;They're both </font><font color="#ffffff">dogs</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5" color="#ffffff"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: gray; font-family: Arial">!</span></font></strong>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 10:26:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Question I have never been able to answer]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_17283/</link><description><![CDATA[<span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #0080ff; font-family: Arial"><font color="#ffffff">Why doesn't Tarzan have a beard?</font></span><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: maroon; font-family: Arial"><br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why do we press harder on a remote control when we know the batteries are flat?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #0000a0; font-family: Arial"><br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why do banks charge a fee on &quot;insufficient funds&quot; when they know there is not enough?<br /> </font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: teal; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why do Kamikaze pilots wear helmets?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #ff8000; font-family: Arial"><br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why does someone believe you when you say there are four billion stars, but check when you say the paint is &nbsp;wet?<br /> </font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: red; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Whose idea was it to put an &quot;S&quot; in the word &nbsp;&quot;lisp&quot;?<br /> </font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #000040; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">What is the speed of darkness?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #ff0080; font-family: Arial"><br /> </span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: maroon; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why is it that people say they &quot;slept like a baby&quot; when babies wake up every two hours?<br /> <br />
If the temperature is zero outside today and it's going to be twice as cold tomorrow, how cold will it be?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: black; font-family: Arial"><br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Do married people live longer than single ones or does it only seem longer?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: blue; font-family: Arial"><br /> </span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #808040; font-family: Arial"><br /> <font color="#ffffff">How is it that we put man on the moon before we figured out it would be a good idea to put wheels on luggage?</font></span></font></strong><strong><font face="Arial" size="5"><span style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 16pt; color: #ff0080; font-family: Arial"><br /> <br /> <font color="#ffffff">Why do people pay to go up tall buildings and then put money in&nbsp;binoculars to look at things on the &nbsp;ground?</font></span></font></strong>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Mon, 18 Feb 2008 10:25:20 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[scary joke....]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16543/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
&nbsp;<font color="#ffffff">A witch joke <br />
Why did the stupid witch keep her clothes in the fridge? <br />
She liked to have something cool to slip into in the evenings! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A cannibal joke <br />
What happened when the cannibals ate a comedian? <br />
They had a feast of fun! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A ghost joke <br />
What do you call a ghost's mother and father? <br />
Transparents! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A vampire joke <br />
Who plays centre forward for the vampire football team? <br />
The ghoulscorer! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A witch joke <br />
Why did the witch give up fortune telling? <br />
There was no future in it! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A Halloween joke <br />
Why was everyone tickled by the fried chicken at the Halloween party? <br />
Because the feathers were still on the chicken! </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A witch joke <br />
What did the doctor say to the witch in hospital? <br />
With any luck you'll soon be well enough to get up for a spell!<br /> </font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 21:08:10 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[college stories....]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16542/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">&nbsp;The Dean... <br />
Leaps tall buildings in a single bound; <br />
Is more powerful than a locomotive; <br />
Is faster than a speeding bullet; <br />
Walks on water; <br />
Gives policy to God. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Head of Department... <br />
Leaps short buildings with a single bound; <br />
Is more powerful than a switch engine; <br />
Is just as fast as a speeding bullet; <br />
Takes a few steps on water; <br />
Talks with God. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Professor... <br />
Leaps short buildings with a running start and favorable winds; <br />
Is almost as powerful as a switch engine; <br />
Is faster than a speeding BB; <br />
Walks on water in an indoor swimming pool; <br />
Talks with God if a special request is honored. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Associate Professor... <br />
Barely clears a quonset hut; <br />
Loses tug of war with a locomotive; <br />
Can fire a speeding bullet; <br />
Swims well; <br />
Is occasionally addressed by God. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Lecturer... <br />
Makes high marks on the walls when trying to leap over tall buildings; <br />
Is run over by locomotives; <br />
Can sometimes handle a gun without......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 21:01:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Students Need Money]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16541/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">A student was writing home to his parents, trying to hint that he needed some money..... <br /> </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Dear Father, <br /> </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><font color="#99cc00">$</font>chool i<font color="#99cc00">$ </font>really great. I am making lot<font color="#99cc00">$ </font>of friend<font color="#99cc00">$</font> and <font color="#99cc00">$</font>tudying very hard. With all my <font color="#99cc00">$</font>tuff, I <font color="#99cc00">$</font>imply <font color="#99cc00">&cent;</font>an't think of anything I need, <font color="#99cc00">$</font>o if you would like, you can ju<font color="#99cc00">$</font>t <font color="#99cc00">$</font>end me a card, a<font color="#99cc00">$</font> I would love to hear from you. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Love, <br />
Your <font color="#99cc00">$</font>on. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">After receiving his son's letter, the father immediately replied with this letter: </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Dear Son, <br /> </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">I k<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>w that astro<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>my, eco<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>mic , and ocea<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>graphy are e<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>ugh to keep even an ho<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>r student busy. Do <font color="#ff0000">NO</font>t forget that the pursuit of k<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>wledge is a <font color="#ff0000">NO</font>ble task, and you can never study&nbsp;e<font color="#ff0000">NO</font>ugh. <br /> </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Love, <br />
Dad</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:58:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[EVILS OF LIQUOR]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16540/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <br /> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A chemistry teacher wanted to teach his 5th grade class a lesson about the evils of liquor, so he produced an experiment that involved a glass of water, a glass of whiskey and two worms. <br /> </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Now, class. Observe the worms closely,&quot; said the teacher putting a worm first into the water. The worm in the water writhed about, happy as a worm in water could be. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">The second worm, he put into the whiskey. It writhed painfully, and quickly sank to the bottom, dead as a door nail. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Now, what lesson can we derive from this experiment?&quot; the teacher asked. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Johnny, who naturally sits at the back, raised his hand and wisely, responded, &quot;Drink whiskey and you won't get worms.&quot;</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:50:37 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A LITTLE PRACTICE IN THE MORGUE]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16539/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A student of proctology is in the morgue one day after classes, wanting to get a little practice in before the final exams. He goes over to a table where a body is lying face down. He uncovers the sheet over the body, and to his surprise he finds a cork in the corpse's rectum. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Figuring that this is fairly unusual, he pulls the cork out, and to his surprise, music begins playing: </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;On the road again...just can't wait to get on the road again...&quot; The student is amazed, and places the cork back in the backside. The music stops. Totally freaked out, the student calls the Medical Examiner over to the corpse. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Look at this, this is really something,&quot; the student tells the examiner as he pulls the cork back out again. &quot;On the road again...just can't wait to get on the road again...&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;So what?&quot; the Medical Examiner replies, obviously unimpressed with the student's discovery. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;But......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:49:16 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[MATH THEOREM OF PYTHAGORAS]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16538/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <p> <font color="#ffffff">There were three medieval kingdoms on the shores of a lake. There was an island in the middle of the lake, which the kingdoms had been fighting over for years. Finally, the three kings decided that they would send their knights out to do battle, and the winner would take the island. The night before the battle, the knights and their squires pitched camp and readied themselves for the fight. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">The first kingdom had 12 knights, and each knight had five squires, all of whom were busily polishing armor, brushing horses, and cooking food. The second kingdom had 20 knights, and each knight had 10 squires. Everyone at that camp was also busy preparing for battle. At the camp of the third kingdom, there was only one knight, with his squire. This squire took a large pot and hung it from a looped rope in a tall tree. He busied himself preparing the meal, while the knight polished his own armor. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">When the hour of the battle came, the three kingdoms sent their squires out......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:48:19 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[IDIOTS PLEASE STAND UP]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16537/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<font color="#ffffff">&quot;If there are any idiots in the room, will they please stand up,&quot; said the sarcastic lecturer. </font>
</p>
<p>
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</font>&nbsp;
</p>
<p>
<font color="#ffffff">After a long silence, one freshman rose to his feet. </font>
</p>
<p>
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</font>&nbsp;
</p>
<p>
<font color="#ffffff">&quot;Now then mister, why do you consider yourself an idiot?&quot; enquired the lecturer with a sneer. </font>
</p>
<p>
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</font>&nbsp;
</p>
<p>
<font color="#ffffff">&quot;Well, actually I don't,&quot; said the student, &quot;but I hate to see you standing up there all by yourself.&quot;<br />
</font>
</p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:47:31 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[IMPOSSIBLE FINAL EXAMS]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16536/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Instructions: Read each question carefully. Answer all questions. <br />
Time limit: 2 hours. Begin immediately. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Art: Given one eight-count box of crayons and three sheets of notebook paper, recreate the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel. Skin tones should be true to life. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Biology: Create life. Estimate the differences in subsequent human culture if this form of life had developed 500 million years earlier, with special attention to its probable effect on the English Parliamentary System circa 1750. Prove your thesis. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Chemistry: You must identify a poison sample which you will find at your lab table. All necessary equipment has been provided. There are two beakers at your desk, one of which holds the antidote. If the wrong substance is used, it causes instant death. You may begin as soon as the professor injects you with a sample of the poison. (We feel this will give you an incentive to find the correct answer.) </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Civil Engineering: This is......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:46:27 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[BURGER JOINT CONVERSATIONS NATIONWIDE]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16535/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">&nbsp;<br /> </font> <p> <font color="#ffffff">M.I.T.: &quot;I had a nervous breakdown this weekend.&quot; <br />
&quot;Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Caltech: &quot;I had three nervous breakdowns this weekend.&quot; <br />
&quot;Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Yale: &quot;I got mugged on the way to class today.&quot; <br />
&quot;Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Brown: &quot;I got a nose ring this weekend, Professor Smith.&quot; <br />
&quot;Cool! Me too! Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Swarthmore: &quot;I got a B.&quot; <br />
&quot;Anywhere else it would have been an A. Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Princeton: &quot;My father took away my Porsche this weekend.&quot; <br />
&quot;Poor dear. Have some Escargot.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Harvard: &quot;Did you do anything this weekend?&quot; <br />
&quot;Nope. Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Williams: &quot;Don't I know you?&quot; <br />
&quot;Of course you do, silly. Have some fries.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Cornell: &quot;I killed my lab partner this weekend.&quot; <br />
&quot;Bummer. Have some......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:45:17 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[A PARENT'S TERRORS OF LIFE]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16534/</link><description><![CDATA[<br /> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Dear Mother and Dad: </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">It has now been three months since I left for college. I have been remiss in writing and am very sorry for my thoughtlessness in not having written before. I will bring you up to date now, but before you read on, please sit down. You are not to read any further unless you are sitting down... Okay? </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Well, then, I am getting along pretty well now. The skull fracture and the concussion I got when I jumped out of the window of my dormitory when it caught fire shortly after my arrival, are pretty well healed now. I only spent two weeks in the hospital and now I can see almost normally and only get three headaches a day. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Fortunately the fire in the dormitory and my jump were witnessed by an attendant at the gas station near the dorm and he was the one who called the Fire Department and the ambulance. He also visited me at the hospital, and since I had nowhere to live because of the burnt-out dorm, he was kind enough to invite me......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:43:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[COLLEGE FRIENDS GO TO OLYMPICS]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16531/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">Three college friends, one each from the Universities of Oxford, Cambridge and Loughborough, decided to pool their funds and go to the Olympics in Barcelona. The airfare and hotel rates ate up most of their money so they didn't have enough to get into the stadium to see the events. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">So they stood around the gate, watching all the other people get in and then noticed that some people didn't have to pay. Whenever an athlete passed the guard with his (or her) equipment, the guard would simply nod and let them through. So the three visitors quickly trotted off to a nearby hardware shop and came back to try to get in. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">The Oxford student walked up to the guard and gestured at the long pole he carried. &quot;Pole vaulting,&quot; he said, and the guard waved him through. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">The Cambridge student, having rigged up a ball to a length of chain, approached the guard next and showed of his wares. &quot;Hammer throwing,&quot; he said, and the guard shrugged and......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Sat, 09 Feb 2008 20:38:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[INTIMATE WITH A GHOST]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16382/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">&nbsp;<br /> </font> <p> <font color="#ffffff">A professor at the University is giving a seminar on the supernatural. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">To get a feel for his audience, he asks them, &quot;How many folk here believe in ghosts?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">About 80 students raise their hands. &quot;That's a good start,&quot; says the professor, &quot;For those who believe in ghosts, do any of you think you've ever seen a ghost?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">About 40 students raise their hands. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;That's really good,&quot; continues the professor, &quot;I'm really glad you take this seriously. Has anyone here ever talked to a ghost?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">15 students raise their hands. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;That's a great response,&quot; remarks the impressed professor, &quot;has anyone here ever touched a ghost?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">3 students raise their hands. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Brilliant. But let me ask you one question further... </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Have any of you ever been intimate with a ghost?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">One of his students from......</font></p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:36:26 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[LIPSTICK ON THE MIRRORS]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16379/</link><description><![CDATA[<font color="#ffffff">&nbsp;</font> <p> <font color="#ffffff">According to a radio report, a middle school in Oregon was faced with a unique problem. A number of girls were beginning to use lipstick and would put it on in the restroom. That was fine, but after they put on their lipstick, they would press their lips to the mirror leaving dozens of little lip prints. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Finally the principal decided that something had to be done. She called all of the girls to the restroom and met them there with the maintenance man. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">She explained that all these lip prints were causing a major problem for the custodian who had to clean the mirrors every night. To demonstrate how! difficult it was to clean the mirrors, she asked the maintenance guy to clean one of them. He took a long handled squeegee, dipped it into the toilet and then cleaned the mirror. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">Since then, there have been no lip prints on the mirrors.</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:34:32 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[I WILL DO ANYTHING TO PASS]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/abraxas248/post_16381/</link><description><![CDATA[<p> <font color="#ffffff">A student comes to a young professor's office hours. She glances down the hall, closes his door, kneels pleadingly. </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;I would do anything to pass this exam.&quot; She leans closer to him, flips back her hair, gazes meaningfully into his eyes. &quot;I mean...&quot; she whispers, &quot;...I would do...anything.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">He returns her gaze. &quot;Anything?&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Anything.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">His voice softens. &quot;Anything??&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">&quot;Absolutely anything.&quot; </font> </p> <p> <font color="#ffffff"><br /> </font>&nbsp;
</p> <p> <font color="#ffffff">His voice turns to a whisper. &quot;Would you...study?&quot;</font> </p>]]></description><author>abraxas248</author><pubDate>Fri, 08 Feb 2008 05:34:10 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>