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<font size="4">1 LAKH MEIN AUR KITNA MILEGA! </font>
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<font size="2">Many times we have heard how the belt can save your life, It is important to underestimate its worth. The following images will give you an idea of the consequences of ignoring your belt.</font> <br />
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14. Don't learn the proper term for anything technical. We know exactly what you mean by &quot;My thingy blew up&quot;.]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Mon, 15 Sep 2008 00:20:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Car Operating System!!]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48280/</link><description><![CDATA[Bill's company made software to run a car. <br />
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In panic Bill forgot the password to open the door. <br />
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Messengers of death took away his soul and said to him, &quot;You have never ever performed any good deeds in your life. You always stole the code from others. We are going to send you to hell.&quot;<br />
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</div>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 06:32:50 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Driving styles]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48278/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<span style="color: indigo"><span style="font-weight: bold">One hand on steering wheel, one hand out of window.<br />
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- Sydney<br />
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One hand on steering wheel, one hand on horn<br />
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- Japan<br />
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One hand on steering wheel, one hand on newspaper, foot solidly on accelerator...<br />
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- Boston<br />
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Both hands on steering wheel, eyes shut, both feet on brake, quivering in terror<br />
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Both hands in air, gesturing, both feet on accelerator, head turned to talk to someone in back seat<br />
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- Italy<br />
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One hand on horn,<br />
one hand greeting,<br />
one ear on cell phone,<br />
one ear listening to loud music,<br />
foot on accelerator,<br />
eyes on female pedestrians,<br />
conversation with someone in the car<br />
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- Welcome to India!!</span></span> 
</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 13 Sep 2008 06:32:02 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Eight words women use...]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48276/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
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Fine : This is the word women use to end an argument when they are <br />
right and you need to shut up. <br />
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Five Minutes : If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour.<br />
Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more <br />
minutes to watch the game before helping around the house. <br />
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Nothing : This is the calm before the storm. This means something, <br />
and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing <br />
usually end in fine. <br />
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Go Ahead : This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It! <br />
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Loud Sigh : This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement <br />
often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an <br />
idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing <br />
with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.) <br />
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That's Okay : This is one of the most dangerous statements a wom an <br />
can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard <br />
before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake. <br />
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Thanks : A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say <br />
you're welcome. <br />
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Don't worry about it, I got it : Another dangerous statement, meaning <br />
this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but <br />
is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking 'What's <br />
wrong?' For the woman's response refer to #3.Then you RUN! 
</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Thu, 11 Sep 2008 03:17:28 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Getting The Right Name!!]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48275/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<span style="color: olive"><span style="font-weight: bold">Trying to find just the right name for your child? Why not pick one of these?<br />
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Just find your profession below and we have the right name for you!<br />
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Lawyer's daughter: Sue<br />
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Thief's son: Rob<br />
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Lawyer's son: Will<br />
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Doctor's son: Bill<br />
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Hair stylist's son: Bob<br />
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Homeopathic doctor's son: Herb<br />
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Justice of the peace's daughter: Mary<br />
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Sound stage technician's son: Mike<br />
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Gambler's daughter: Bette<br />
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Iron worker's son: Rusty<br />
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TV star's daughter: Emmy<br />
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Movie star's son: Oscar</span></span> 
</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 15:27:29 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Reason to never visit a Seven Star Hotel]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48273/</link><description><![CDATA[Question : &quot;What would you like to have ..Fruit juice, Soda, Tea, Chocolate, Milo, or Coffee?&quot;<br />
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Question : &quot; Ceylon tea, Herbal tea, Bush tea, Honey bush tea, Ice tea or green tea ?&quot;<br />
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Answer : &quot;Ceylon tea &quot;<br />
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Question : &quot;How would you like it ? black or white ?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;white&quot;<br />
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Question: &quot;Milk, Whitener, or Condensed milk ?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;With milk &quot;<br />
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Question: &quot;Goat milk, Camel milk or cow milk&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;With cow milk please.<br />
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Question: &quot; Milk from Freeze land cow or Afrikaner cow?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot; Um, I'll take it black. &quot;<br />
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Question: &quot; Would you like it with sweetener, sugar or honey?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;With sugar&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;Cane sugar &quot;<br />
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Question:&quot; White , brown or yellow sugar ?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;Forget about tea just give me a glass of water instead.&quot;<br />
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Question: &quot;Mineral water or still water ? &quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;Mineral water&quot;<br />
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Question: &quot;Flavored or non-flavored ?&quot;<br />
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Answer: &quot;I'll rather die of thirst]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Wed, 10 Sep 2008 15:21:55 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Define Auto focus!]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48623/</link><description><![CDATA[<p align="center">
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<font size="4">The Smart Boy! </font><br />
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Maths Teacher : If you have 12 chocolates and you give <br />
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&nbsp;<font size="4">HOW A BOYS MIND WORKS </font><img src="http://image.blog.bitcomet.com/postpic/20080907/6242376_jjnuue080907152110.jpg" alt="boys_mind" title="boys_mind" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="539" height="510" /> 
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</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Tue, 09 Sep 2008 12:06:49 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Why do Men Wear Clothes?]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48341/</link><description><![CDATA[<p align="center">
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Proof One<img src="http://image.blog.bitcomet.com/postpic/20080907/6242376_ukoswb080907152741.jpg" alt="why_men_die_before_women_1" title="why_men_die_before_women_1" hspace="5" vspace="5" width="573" height="382" /> 
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</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sun, 07 Sep 2008 15:31:53 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[12 ways to get rid of Telemarketers!!]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48274/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<span style="font-weight: bold">1. If they want to loan you money,<br />
tell them you just filed for bankruptcy and<br />
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Ask, &quot;How long can I keep it?<br />
Do I have to ever pay it back,<br />
or is it like the other money I borrowed before my bankruptcy?&quot;<br />
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When they try to close the sale,<br />
tell them that you'll need to go get your credit card.<br />
Then, just set the phone down and go do laundry,<br />
shopping or whatever.<br />
<br />
<br />
See how long that commission based scum waits<br />
for you to get your credit card.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">3. If they start out with, &quot;How are you today?&quot;<br />
say, &quot;Why do you want to know?&quot;<br />
Or you can say, &quot;I'm so glad you asked,<br />
because no one seems to care these days and<br />
I have all these problems,<br />
my sciatica is acting up,<br />
my eyelashes are sore,<br />
my dog just died....&quot;<br />
<br />
<br />
When they try to get back to the sales process,<br />
just continue on with telling about your problems.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">4. If the person says he's Joe Doe from the ABC Company,<br />
ask him to spell his name,<br />
then ask him to spell the company name,<br />
then ask where it is located.<br />
<br />
<br />
Continue asking personal questions or<br />
questions about the company for as long as necessary.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">5. This one works better if you are male:<br />
Telemarketer: &quot;Hi, my name is Julie and I'm with Dodger &amp; Peck Services....<br />
You: &quot;Hang on a second.&quot;<br />
(few seconds pause)<br />
&quot;Okay, (in a really husky voice) &quot;what are you wearing?&quot;<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">6. Crying out, in well-simulated tones of pleasure and surprise,<br />
&quot;Julie!! Is this really you?<br />
I can't believe it! Julie, how have you BEEN?&quot;<br />
Hopefully, this will give Julie a few brief moments of terror<br />
as she tries to figure out where the heck she could know you from.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">7. Say, &quot;No,&quot; over and over.<br />
Be sure to vary the sound of each no,<br />
and keep an even tempo even as they're trying to speak.<br />
This is the most fun if you can keep going until they hang up.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">8. If MCI calls trying to get you to sign up with their Family and Friends plan,<br />
reply, in as sinister a voice as you can muster,<br />
&quot;I don't have any friends...would you be my friend?&quot;<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">9. If they clean rugs: &quot;Can you get blood out, you can?<br />
Well, how about goat blood or HUMAN blood -<br />
chicken blood too?&quot;<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">10. Let the person go through their spiel, providing minimal but necessary feedback in the form of an occasional &quot;Uh-huh, really, or, &quot;That's fascinating.&quot;<br />
<br />
<br />
Finally, when they ask you to buy, ask them to marry you. They get all flustered, but just tell them you couldn't give your credit card number to someone who's a complete stranger.<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">11. Tell them you work for the same company they work for.<br />
Example: Telemarketer: &quot;This is Bill from Widget &amp; Associates.&quot;<br />
You: &quot;Widget &amp; Associates!! Hey I work for them too.<br />
Where are you calling from?&quot;<br />
<br />
<br />
Telemarketer: &quot;Uh, Dallas, Texas.&quot;<br />
You: &quot;Great, they have a group there too?<br />
How's business/the weather?<br />
Too bad the company has a policy against selling to employees! Oh well, see ya.&quot;<br />
<br />
</span><span style="font-weight: bold">12. Tell the Telemarketer you are busy and<br />
if they will give you their phone number you will call them back.<br />
<br />
<br />
If they say they are not allowed to give out their number,<br />
then ask them for their home number and<br />
tell them you will call them at home<br />
(this is usually the most effective method of getting rid of Telemarketers).<br />
<br />
<br />
If the person says,<br />
&quot;Well, I don't really want to get a call at home,&quot;<br />
say, &quot;Yeah! Now you know how I feel.&quot; (smiling, of course...)</span> 
</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 14:48:22 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[If Restaurants Functioned Like Microsoft]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48272/</link><description><![CDATA[Patron: Waiter!<br />
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Waiter: Hi, my name is Bill, and I'll be your Support Waiter. What seems to be the problem?<br />
<br />
Patron: There's a fly in my soup!<br />
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Waiter: Try again, maybe the fly won't be there this time.<br />
<br />
Patron: No, it's still there.<br />
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Waiter: Maybe it's the way you're using the soup; try eating it with a fork instead.<br />
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Patron: Even when I use the fork, the fly is still there.<br />
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Waiter: Maybe the soup is incompatible with the bowl; what kind of bowl are you using?<br />
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Patron: A SOUP bowl!<br />
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Waiter: Hmmm, that should work. Maybe it's a configuration problem; how was the bowl set up?<br />
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Patron: You brought it to me on a saucer; what has that to do with the fly in my soup?!<br />
<br />
Waiter: Can you remember everything you did before you noticed the fly in your soup?<br />
<br />
Patron: I sat down and ordered the Soup of the Day!<br />
<br />
Waiter: Have you considered upgrading to the latest Soup of the Day?<br />
<br />
Patron: You have more than one Soup of the Day each day??<br />
<br />
Waiter: Yes, the Soup of the Day is changed every hour.<br />
<br />
Patron: Well, what is the Soup of the Day now?<br />
<br />
Waiter: The current Soup of the Day is tomato.<br />
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Patron: Fine. Bring me the tomato soup, and the check. I'm running late now.<br />
<br />
[waiter leaves and returns with another bowl of soup and the check]<br />
<br />
Waiter: Here you are, Sir. The soup and your check.<br />
<br />
Patron: This is potato soup.<br />
<br />
Waiter: Yes, the tomato soup wasn't ready yet.<br />
<br />
Patron: Well, I'm so hungry now, I'll eat anything.<br />
<br />
[waiter leaves]<br />
<br />
Patron: Waiter! There's a gnat in my soup!]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 14:44:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Top 7 reasons why I joined IT ...]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48271/</link><description><![CDATA[<div class="post-body">
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1) I hated sleep.<br />
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2) I had enjoyed my life enough.<br />
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3) I couldn't live without tension.<br />
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4) I wanted to pay for my sins.<br />
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5) I believed in the Bhagwad Geeta principle : Do work,Don't care about results.<br />
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6) Everything in life has a reason; I wanted to prove it wrong.<br />
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7) I wanted to take revenge on myself .<br />
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&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp; Please Tell your Reasons By Your Comments And Please Vote......
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</div>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 14:42:34 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The 25 Funniest Analogies (Collected by High School English Teachers)]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48267/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<strong>UPDATE</strong>: Tens of thousands of readers have found this post and hundreds of you have commented. A few have said that these analogies were actually taken from other sources and were not written by high school kids at all. Now, we have a link that ends the debate. These analogies are the winning entries in a 1999 Washington Post humor contest, and there are more than 25. Please look at the comments sent August 3, 2008 by &ldquo;Jiffer&rdquo; to get to the complete list and the names of the authors.
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<strong>ORIGINAL POST:</strong>I have to share these &ldquo;funniest analogies&rdquo; with you. They came in an e-mail from my sister. She got them from a cousin, who got them from a friend, who got them from&hellip; so they are circulating around. My apologies if you have already seen them.
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The e-mail says they are taken from actual high school essays and collected by English teachers across the country for their own amusement. Some of these kids may have bright futures as humor writers. What do <em>you</em> think?
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1. Her face was a perfect oval, like a circle that had its two sides gently compressed by a ThighMaster.
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2. His thoughts tumbled in his head, making and breaking alliances like underpants in a dryer without Cling Free.
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3. He spoke with the wisdom that can only come from experience, like a guy who went blind because he looked at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it and now goes around the country speaking at high schools about the dangers of looking at a solar eclipse without one of those boxes with a pinhole in it.
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4. She grew on him like she was a colony of E. Coli, and he was room-temperature Canadian beef.
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5. She had a deep, throaty, genuine laugh, like that sound a dog makes just before it throws up.
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6. Her vocabulary was as bad as, like, whatever.
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7. He was as tall as a six-foot, three-inch tree.
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8. The revelation that his marriage of 30 years had disintegrated because of his wife&rsquo;s infidelity came as a rude shock, like a surcharge at a formerly surcharge-free ATM machine.
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9. The little boat gently drifted across the pond exactly the way a bowling ball wouldn&rsquo;t.
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10. McBride fell 12 stories, hitting the pavement like a Hefty bag filled with vegetable soup.
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11. From the attic came an unearthly howl. The whole scene had an eerie, surreal quality, like when you&rsquo;re on vacation in another city and Jeopardy comes on at 7:00 p.m. instead of 7:30.
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12. Her hair glistened in the rain like a nose hair after a sneeze.
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13. The hailstones leaped from the pavement, just like maggots when you fry them in hot grease.
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14. Long separated by cruel fate, the star-crossed lovers raced across the grassy field toward each other like two freight trains, one having left Cleveland at 6:36 p.m. traveling at 55 mph, the other from Topeka at 4:19 p.m. at a speed of 35 mph.
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15. They lived in a typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences that resembled Nancy Kerrigan&rsquo;s teeth.
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16. John and Mary had never met. They were like two hummingbirds who had also never met.
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17. He fell for her like his heart was a mob informant, and she was the East River.
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18. Even in his last years, Granddad had a mind like a steel trap, only one that had been left out so long it had rusted shut.
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19. Shots rang out, as shots are wont to do.
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20. The plan was simple, like my brother-in-law Phil. But unlike Phil, this plan just might work.
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21. The young fighter had a hungry look, the kind you get from not eating for a while.
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22. He was as lame as a duck. Not the metaphorical lame duck, either, but a real duck that was actually lame, maybe from stepping on a land mine or something.
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23. The ballerina rose gracefully en Pointe and extended one slender leg behind her, like a dog at a fire hydrant.
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24. It was an American tradition, like fathers chasing kids around with power tools.
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25. He was deeply in love. When she spoke, he thought he heard bells, as if she were a garbage truck backing up.
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]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Sat, 06 Sep 2008 14:25:44 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Use These 10 Tips to Write Your Most Popular Post Ever]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48193/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
One popular post can bring your more traffic and links than a month&rsquo;s worth of your usual content.
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In this post, I want to set you a challenge with the potential to launch your blog into the stratosphere.
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Make the next post you write <strong>your most popular post ever.</strong>
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The following ten tips form my key advice for tackling this task. I used all of them when hitting the Digg front page for the first time. There&rsquo;s no blueprint you can follow to write an incredibly popular post, but you won&rsquo;t have a chance unless you try. I&rsquo;m confident these tips will give you a good shot at success.
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<strong>1. Time is more important than talent. </strong>Work on something for eight hours and you can bet it will be good. You don&rsquo;t need to spend that long, however (though that&rsquo;s how long it took me to craft the first post I wrote that hit the Digg front page). More time means you can refine, format and fill your post with plenty of value. Take the time to really <em>craft</em> your content. It will show in the finished product.
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<strong>2. Use your best idea.</strong> A post will never become wildly popular unless it fulfills a need, and does so emphatically. What&rsquo;s something your niche wants but hasn&rsquo;t got yet? Can you assemble a whole lot of really awesome (targeted) resources in one place? The more your posts helps people, the better it will do.
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<strong>3. Use formatting to your advantage.</strong> These days, social media is key when it comes to launching your posts into the stratosphere. Social media users are notoriously spoiled for choice, however. Use formatting to emphasize the best aspects of your post. Hone in on your funniest lines, your most profound bits of advice, your best resources. Make them stand out.
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<strong>4. Brainstorm headlines.</strong> There are probably one or two bloggers who&rsquo;ve completely mastered the art of writing headlines for social media (you&rsquo;ll know who they are). The rest of us haven&rsquo;t been blessed with such skills. When you see a great headline, chances are it&rsquo;s option #12 of a dozen choices. Few of us can think of a great headline straight away. Spend ten minutes brainstorming and you&rsquo;re bound to stumble across something that works. A weak headline will cripple your post&rsquo;s chances of success. It&rsquo;s essential that you put a lot of work into getting it right.
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<strong>5. Invest plenty of value in your post.</strong> Ever bookmarked or voted for something without completely reading it? We&rsquo;ve all done it. It&rsquo;s because of the &lsquo;Wow&rsquo; factor &mdash; the presence of enough promised value in one place gets the reader enthusiastic about the post straight away. Instead of 5 tips, why not share 50? Instead of 9 resources, why not 40 or more?
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<strong>7. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.</strong> If your post looks good, it will draw readers in. Take the time to add images, thumbnails and formatting to what you create. Make your post a visual feast. With so much web content presented in a bland way, your post is guaranteed to stand out.
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<strong>8. Tell them what you&rsquo;re going to tell them.</strong> Readers will skip your waffly introduction. You can say the same in less words, particularly when you&rsquo;re writing for an impatient reader: someone who wants to get straight into your tips/resources/opinions. Use your introduction to highlight why the reader should stick with your post. There&rsquo;s a reason my post introductions mainly consist of: &ldquo;In this post, I&rsquo;m going to do this, this and that.&rdquo; It&rsquo;s what people <em>really</em> want to know: what am I getting in exchange for my attention?
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<strong>9. Send messages with links.</strong> The best way to get a blogger to investigate your blog is by linking to them. We&rsquo;ve got a natural desire to know what&rsquo;s being said about us. If your post becomes really popular, each link inside it should send enough traffic outwards to be worth investigating. Be generous with your outbound links when writing your most popular post. It gives other bloggers an incentive to link to you, because it&rsquo;s ultimately more promotion for them.
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<strong>10. Utilize your network.</strong> If you want people to Digg, Stumble or Reddit your post, there&rsquo;s no reason why you need to sit back with fingers crossed and hope it happens. Ask them. Your loyal readers like you. You entertain them, or teach them, or help them. If voting is a simple matter of clicking a link they&rsquo;ll be more than happy to do so. Ask for votes in your post and email readers and social media influencers. In most cases <em>you</em> will need to get the snowball rolling. After that, others will do most of the work for you.
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<strong>11. Examine what worked before.</strong> Study your most popular posts so far. What&rsquo;s common about them? Why did they work? What needs did they address? In creating your most popular post, it&rsquo;s important to learn by example and build on what has worked for your blog in the past. Another good idea is to analyze the most popular posts on other blogs in your niche. Why did they work? What&rsquo;s remarkable about them? You can transfer those qualities over into what <em>you</em> write.
</p>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 14:46:48 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[The 15 Dumbest Things You Hear at Work]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48128/</link><description><![CDATA[<div id="entry_frame_primary_div" style="font-size: 14px; overflow: visible; height: 1%">
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<img src="http://www.experienceproject.com/images/openquote_a.gif" alt="" width="15" height="12" align="top" /> <span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 56px; color: chocolate; line-height: 80%; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: -6px">I </span>want to point out the most ridiculous work sayings or cliches that really get on my nerves. It's as if taking something simple and phrasing it in an idiotic and often nonsensical way has become a key part of fitting into corporate culture. I say NO. Let's take a look at my favorite 15 of these gems...<br />
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15) <strong>Best Shored</strong> &ndash; as in, we're going to have this project &quot;best shored.&quot; Ouch. Talk about euphemisms. This isn't even proper English AND it's insulting and foreboding all at the same time. 
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14) <strong>Too Many Indians, Not Enough Chiefs</strong> -- I'm amazed that in our politically correct world, this phrase seems to linger on. And in reality, it's usually the other way around-- there are far too many middle managers trying to prove that their jobs have some meaning and impact and not enough people actually doing work. 
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13) <strong>Run it up the Flagpole and see if someone salutes it </strong>-- Wow. This is guilty of so many things, but most importantly of trying to tie poetic imagery and patriotism into a business decision. 
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12 ) <strong>Evolutionary not Revolutionary </strong>-- we get it, you're talking about incremental change. But the fact that this rhymes does not merit that ridiculously smug look you get after you say it. 
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11) <strong>Can't Change a Leopard's Spots</strong>-- Are you saying that some things are permanent? Wow, great observation! You're so clever! 
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10) <strong>Do you have Enough Bandwidth</strong>? &ndash; The answer to this is always supposed to be yes but in reality is no. Why bother asking it? And does it make sense to use a networking metaphor to discuss the 45 year old woman in accounting's availability? 
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9) <strong>Let's not Fight the Tide</strong> -- this is humorous because the person that says it generally would stand no chance of fighting anything but a twinkie wrapper. You know what I mean, too. 
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8) <strong>Let's Not Go Into &quot;Solution Mode&quot; Yet </strong>&ndash; Immediate translation: I have no plan. Secondary comment: I didn't realize that you had to enter a particular state of mind to solve a problem. Shouldn't companies always be in &quot;solution mode&quot;? 
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7) <strong>Keep the Train on the Tracks</strong> -- this essentially says nothing. Trains are at their very foundation of design meant to stay on tracks. A derailment is a one-in-a-million accident, not something you have to actively work against. Yet this is said as if it's an everyday occurrence. 
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6) <strong>Sing from the Same Hymn Book</strong> -- not only is this offensive to people who don't practice organized relgion, but anyone that has sung from a hymn book knows that half the people are frantically trying to find what verse they're on while the ones that are singing are butchering the song. By the time the first half catches on to where they are, everyone else is at &quot;amen.&quot; 
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5) <strong>Work to a Program</strong> -- as opposed to working haphazardly? &quot;Hey boss, I want to work as randomly as possibly, OK?&quot; 
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4) <strong>Tighten our Belt</strong> -- belts go around the middle... meaning we're going to squeeze the people who actually do the work, and leave the top alone. <br />
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3) <strong>Give 150% </strong>-- you are aware that this is actually an impossible task, yes? Then why do you say this at practically every meeting?<br />
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2) <strong>Peel Back the Onion</strong> &ndash; This is an insanely odd reference, as I can pretty much guarantee most people don't peel back onions ever, yet for some reason that's become a basic part of their job description. <br />
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And the #1 worst work saying: <br />
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1) <strong>Come to Jesus Meeting</strong> -- With one phrase, you have taken a simple concept of a group discussion and managed to make both Christians and non-Christians feel uncomfortable. That right there, is 100% of the people, and is worthy of recognition. 
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<img src="http://www.experienceproject.com/images/closequote_a.gif" alt="" width="15" height="12" align="top" /> </strong>
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</div>]]></description><author>bdboys (Ashok)</author><pubDate>Fri, 05 Sep 2008 01:18:12 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Want to Play a Game..........]]></title><link>http://blog.bitcomet.com/ashok6242376/post_48127/</link><description><![CDATA[<p>
<img src="http://www.experienceproject.com/images/openquote_a.gif" alt="" width="15" height="12" align="top" /> <span style="font-weight: normal; font-size: 56px; color: chocolate; line-height: 80%; font-family: Georgia; letter-spacing: -6px">O </span>ne of my circle friends had started this game on a BLOG but I wanted to give everyone a chance to play that may not pick up on the BLOG. 
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Simply, the game involves adding <em>a single word</em> to the list that is related to the previous one. Post the first word that pops into your mind when you read the previous listed word. 
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By way of example, a game might start off with: cat. Then, the next person might add cat, dog. And after a few more rounds, we might get cat, dog, pet, animal, forest, tree, and so on&hellip;.. &hellip; 
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Avoid repeating words, and keep the posts as tasteful as possible so that EP won't require the post to become an adult community because we want everyone to be able to play please. 
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So the game is on and the first word is &quot;Coffee&quot;&hellip;. Next? 
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