<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873</id><updated>2011-12-15T10:54:23.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>D Business of Having Fun</title><subtitle type='html'>Its all about having fun people, nothing here is personal. Its all been done in good fun. Enjoy!!!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>41</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-8997589764178988153</id><published>2008-07-03T12:52:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T12:53:30.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAVAIANAS  VS.  SPARTAN </title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                     MicrosoftInternetExplorer4                                                   &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/8997589764178988153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=8997589764178988153' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/8997589764178988153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/8997589764178988153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2008/07/havaianas-vs-spartan.html' title='HAVAIANAS  VS.  SPARTAN '/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-316062433217855028</id><published>2007-06-27T05:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-27T05:49:56.089+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Leave of Absence</title><summary type='text'>This is a collection of leave letters and applications written by people in various places of the world ...  1. A man asking for a leave to his boss:An employee applied for leave as follows: Since I have to go to my village to sell my land along with my wife, please sanction me one-week leave.  2. This is from a loving father:From an employee  who was performing the "mundan" ceremony of his 10 </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/316062433217855028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=316062433217855028' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/316062433217855028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/316062433217855028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2007/06/leave-of-absence.html' title='Leave of Absence'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790882685382937</id><published>2006-09-11T01:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:55:03.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>THREE WISHES</title><summary type='text'>A Woman was out golfing one day when she hit the ball into the woods. She went into the woods to look for it and found a frog in a trap.The frog said to her, "If you release me from this trap, I will grant you three wishes."The woman freed the frog, and the frog said, "Thank you, but I failed to mention that there was a condition to your wishes. Whatever you wish for, your husband will get times </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790882685382937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790882685382937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790882685382937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790882685382937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/three-wishes.html' title='THREE WISHES'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790864772814228</id><published>2006-09-11T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:49:37.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Lesson #3:</title><summary type='text'>A sales rep, an administration clerk, and their manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. The Genie says, "I normally grant three wishes, but as there are three of you, I'll give each of you just one wish.""Me first! Me first!" says the admin. clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas, driving a speedboat, without a care in the world."Poof! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790864772814228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790864772814228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790864772814228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790864772814228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/corporate-lesson-3.html' title='Corporate Lesson #3:'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790853630561104</id><published>2006-09-11T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:49:22.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Lesson #2:</title><summary type='text'>A priest offered a lift to a nun. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her habit apart to reveal a shapely leg. The priest nearly had an accident.After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand onto her thigh. The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?"The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her thigh again. The nun once again said, "Father, please </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790853630561104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790853630561104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790853630561104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790853630561104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/corporate-lesson-2.html' title='Corporate Lesson #2:'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790842756478852</id><published>2006-09-11T01:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:47:36.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Lesson #1:</title><summary type='text'>A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower. The doorbell rings. The wife quickly wraps herself in a towel and runs downstairs. When she opens the door, there stands Bob, the next door neighbour. Before she says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you £800 to drop that towel."After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob. After a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790842756478852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790842756478852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790842756478852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790842756478852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/corporate-lesson-1.html' title='Corporate Lesson #1:'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790834006046711</id><published>2006-09-11T01:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T14:45:50.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tension Reliever</title><summary type='text'>FVR: Erap, may gift ako sayo from India....10 feet na snake...Erap: Ows! Niloloko mo ba ako!? Di ako ganonkatanga...wala namang feet ang snake noh! Gagong Toh!Erap calling emergency hotline:Please send help asap! My daughter is giving birth and turning blue.....Operator: CAlm down sir! Is this her first baby?Erap: Gago! This is her father!Erap: Tamad! Di ba sabi ko sayo diligan moang mga halaman!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790834006046711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790834006046711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790834006046711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790834006046711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/tension-reliever.html' title='Tension Reliever'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790813509518109</id><published>2006-09-11T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T07:32:39.185+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Here's More!</title><summary type='text'>Science ClassIn a science class.Classmate : Bakit yung airplane pag umiikot ang elisi, uma-angat sa lupa?Bakit yung bentilador kahit umiikot, nasa mesapa din?Eddie Gil : Tanga ka pala eh! Kasi yung bentilador may kurdon, pinipigilan yon!!There was a mirror that eats liars.pangit: I think I'm CUTE! - kinain siya.Taba: I think I'm SEXY! - kinain siya.Eddie Gil: I think.. - kinain na.Kung nag-Gay </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790813509518109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790813509518109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790813509518109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790813509518109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/heres-more.html' title='Here&apos;s More!'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790791581304683</id><published>2006-09-11T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T06:58:16.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>More Jokes!</title><summary type='text'>ElevatorEddie Villanueva: Sorry I'm late! brownout!na stuck sa elevator for 1 hourEddie Gil: Wala yan ako 3 hrs sa escalatorSix or EightEddie Gil calls into a take-out pizza parlor.Pizza man: Would you like your pizza sliced into six or eight?Eddie Gil: Six, I don't think I could eat eight.Ballerina!While watching a ballerina tip toeing on stage, EddieGil commented-"Ang tanga naman ng direktor! </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790791581304683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790791581304683' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790791581304683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790791581304683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-jokes.html' title='More Jokes!'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790768396784015</id><published>2006-09-11T00:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:15:21.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke Time!</title><summary type='text'>MedyasIsang alalay: Boss Eddie Gil, bakit mag! kaiba angmedyas mo? Isanggreen,isang red.Eddie Gil: Ewan ko nga kung saan ito nabili ni Misis.May isang pares paako na ganito sa bahay.Eddie Gil Makes a WishEddie Gil shows a map of the Philippines to a genie and wishes that all the islands be connected by fly-oversGenie: I'm not that good. Make another wish!Eddie Gil: Okay. Make me intelligent!Genie</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790768396784015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790768396784015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790768396784015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790768396784015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/joke-time_10.html' title='Joke Time!'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790735579986051</id><published>2006-09-11T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T07:10:43.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinoy Marriage</title><summary type='text'>Man's life cycle...3 to 8 years old - Paramihan ng toys9 to 18 years old - Pataasan ng grades.19 to 25 - Padamihan ng siyota26 to 35 - Pagandahan ng asawa.36 to 45 - Palakihan ng income.46 to 55 - Padamihan ng kabit.Theme song of married couples...1 to 10 years - Araw-araw gabi-gabi11 to 25 years - Saan ka man naroon26 to 49 years - Gaano kadalas ang Minsan50 years and up - Maalaala mo kayaAno sa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790735579986051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790735579986051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790735579986051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790735579986051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/pinoy-marriage.html' title='Pinoy Marriage'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790656606254349</id><published>2006-09-11T00:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T11:05:28.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do It Yourself</title><summary type='text'>Husband: Oh, come on.Wife: Leave me alone!Husband: It won't take long.Wife: I won't be able to sleep afterwards.Husband: I can't sleep without it.Wife: Why do you think of things like this in the middle of the night?Husband: Because I'm Hot.Wife: You get hot at the darnedest times.Husband: If you love me I wouldn't have to beg you.Wife: If you love me you'd be more considerate.Husband: You don't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790656606254349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790656606254349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790656606254349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790656606254349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/do-it-yourself.html' title='Do It Yourself'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790407516696011</id><published>2006-09-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:58:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why we should feel sorry for tech support people</title><summary type='text'>Windows?A woman called the Canon help desk with a problem with her printer. The tech asked her if she was "running it under Windows."The woman then responded, "No, my desk is next to the door. But that is a good point. The man sitting in the cubicle next to me is under a window, and his is working fine."The letter PTech Support:- OK Bob, let's press the control and escape keys at the same time. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790407516696011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790407516696011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790407516696011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790407516696011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-we-should-feel-sorry-for-tech.html' title='Why we should feel sorry for tech support people'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790314262547621</id><published>2006-09-10T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:57:52.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Your Decision</title><summary type='text'>A husband and wife were having dinner at a very fine restaurant when this absolutely stunning young woman comes over to their table, gives the husband a big wet french kiss, says she'll see him later and walks away. His wife glares at him and says, "Who the hell was that?" "Oh," replies the husband, "she's my mistress." "Well, that's the last straw," says the wife. "I've had enough, I want a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790314262547621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790314262547621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790314262547621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790314262547621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/your-decision.html' title='Your Decision'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790307430241006</id><published>2006-09-10T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T00:57:30.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Man of the House</title><summary type='text'>The husband had just finished reading a new book entitled 'You Can Be The Man of Your House' He stormed into the kitchen and walked directly up to his wife.  Pointing a finger in her face, he said sternly, "From now on, you need to know that I am the man of this house and my word is law! You will prepare me a gourmet meal tonight, and when I'm finished eating my meal, you will serve me a </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790307430241006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790307430241006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790307430241006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790307430241006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/man-of-house.html' title='Man of the House'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115790297026094045</id><published>2006-09-10T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T23:42:50.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The New Student</title><summary type='text'>It was the first day of school and a new student named Chandrashekhar Subrahmanyam entered the fourth grade.The teacher said, "Let's begin by reviewing some American History.  Who said "Give me Liberty, or give me Death"?She saw a sea of blank faces, except for Chandrashekhar, who had his hand up: "Patrick Henry, 1775" he said."Very good!" Who said "Government of the People, by the People, for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115790297026094045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115790297026094045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790297026094045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115790297026094045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/new-student.html' title='The New Student'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115755950865452530</id><published>2006-09-07T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:27:31.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Cry</title><summary type='text'>"Hindi mo dapat iyakan ang nakaraan.Isipin mo bakit sa harap  ang mata?Iyon ay para lagi mong makita ang hinaharap..."Doraemon</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115755950865452530/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115755950865452530' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755950865452530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755950865452530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/dont-cry.html' title='Don&apos;t Cry'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115755937770771357</id><published>2006-09-07T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T22:26:49.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unlucky Day</title><summary type='text'>This morning, a man was buttoning his shirt, a button fell off.After that, he picked up his brief case, and the handle fell off.Then he went to open the door, and the door knob fell off.He went to get into his car, and the door handle came off.Now, he's afraid to pee.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115755937770771357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115755937770771357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755937770771357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755937770771357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/unlucky-day.html' title='Unlucky Day'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115755913619897964</id><published>2006-09-07T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:12:16.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'>One More Time!</title><summary type='text'>Mister: Di ko na kaya problema ko!Misis: Hon, problema natin ito, tayo ang magkasama sa buhay,lahat ng problema mo, problema ko...Ano bang problema natin?Mister: Nabuntis natin si Inday. Tayo ang ama!----------------------------------------------------------Pedro: Pare bakit malungkot ka?Juan: Asawa ko nag hire ng driver, Gwapo, Bata, Macho!Pedro: Nagseselos ka?Juan: Nagtataka lang ako kasi wala </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115755913619897964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115755913619897964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755913619897964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755913619897964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/one-more-time.html' title='One More Time!'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115755909681430595</id><published>2006-09-07T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T00:11:36.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joke Time!</title><summary type='text'>English: Eat all you can, dont be shy... feel at home...Tagalog: Kain lang kayo ng kain. Walang hiya kayo...pakiramdam nyobahay nyo ito!----------------------------------------------------------Guro: Ikaw, Pepe, sino si Jose Rizal?Juan: ' Di ko po kilala.Guro: Ikaw, Pepe, sino si Jose Rizal?Pepe: Di ko rin po kilala.Guro: Do niyo kilala si Jose Rizal?!Pedro: Ma'm, baka po sa kabilang section siya</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115755909681430595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115755909681430595' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755909681430595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115755909681430595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/joke-time.html' title='Joke Time!'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115738661685705957</id><published>2006-09-05T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:16:56.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Phrases to Live By</title><summary type='text'>1. Anong ingay man ng halinghing, nakalilibog pa rin.2. Ang tumanggi  sa romansa, walang silbi ang nota.3. Ang taong sa sexy ay bitin, nagiging malilimutin.4. Walang matimtimang birhen sa pasmadong uten.5. Etits mang anong tigas, lalata rin sa loob ng hiyas.6. Mabuti pa ang maliit na daliri kaysa pantay na titi.7. Sa titing galet, WALANG PANGET!.8. Ang titi, ibaon man nang anong lalim, paglamboy </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115738661685705957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115738661685705957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738661685705957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738661685705957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/phrases-to-live-by.html' title='Phrases to Live By'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115738611146551575</id><published>2006-09-05T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:08:31.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Useful Exercise</title><summary type='text'>Frequent hot kissing sessions is a good cardio-vascular  exercise.Frequent sex makes people smart.Orgasm stimulates and rejuvinates brain cells making the person very intelligent.Hello genius!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115738611146551575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115738611146551575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738611146551575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738611146551575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/useful-exercise.html' title='Useful Exercise'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115738585362715537</id><published>2006-09-05T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:04:45.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Panda Story</title><summary type='text'>Anong sabi ng panda sa photographer ?"Kuya, gusto ko colored ha.":)</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115738585362715537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115738585362715537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738585362715537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115738585362715537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/09/panda-story.html' title='Panda Story'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115577106072812656</id><published>2006-08-17T07:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T07:31:00.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Battle of the Brainless</title><summary type='text'>Pls note, the title is 'Battle of the Brainless'. Now, it is nolonger a battle ... the brainless have won by a landslide.Host : Ano ang ginagamit na floatation device sa dagat upang hindika malunod?Clue : starts with the letter S (salbabida) Beep!Contestant : Sirena?Host : Hinde! Hindi ito babae. Beep!Contestant : Siyokoy?Host : Hindi! Hindi ito lalake. Beep!Contestant : Siyoke?H : What is the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115577106072812656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115577106072812656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115577106072812656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115577106072812656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/battle-of-brainless.html' title='Battle of the Brainless'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532810956399136</id><published>2006-08-12T04:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T23:15:54.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grammatical Nightmare</title><summary type='text'> kapag  nga naman cheap ang songhits na nabili..    Wag  Na Wag Mong Sasabihin by Kitchie Nadal  "maaaaaaaaaag...  , magdamag mongsasabihin........"Where's the Love"People  killing, people flying, children hurt and living,crying..." (People killing,  people dying; childrenhurt and you hear them crying)Red Hot's  Zephyr Song"Fly away on my CELLPHONE...I feel it more thanever" (Fly  away on my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532810956399136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532810956399136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532810956399136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532810956399136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/grammatical-nightmare.html' title='A Grammatical Nightmare'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532802170342396</id><published>2006-08-12T04:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:05:20.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Expect The Unexpected</title><summary type='text'>  You  are at a weddingYou are a total DivaThe best dress, a perfect  hairdo... You  fall in love with an invited guest ..You get secret looks the  entire night...On the dance floor, he's by your side constantly,  and he dances like a god... You  are the couple of the evening...The anticipated moment has arrived  for all single women...The bride is about to throw the bouquet...  You  are first in</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532802170342396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532802170342396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532802170342396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532802170342396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/expect-unexpected.html' title='Expect The Unexpected'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532767657407823</id><published>2006-08-12T04:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:04:16.763+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Call</title><summary type='text'>Si Dan,  taga Bicol, dumating sa Amerika, sa tulong ng kanyang Kumpare na may kontak sa  immigration sa Pilipinas.   Medyo tagilid ang papeles niya,  kaya masyado siyang maingat (TNT baga).  Ayaw man lang lumabas ng bahay si  Dan, kung hindi kasama ang kanyang kumpare. Eh minsan, nagsawa na ang kanyang  kumpare sa kaaalalay sa kanya. "Pareng Dan," sabi ng kumpareng tinatago ang  inis, "Eto ang </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532767657407823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532767657407823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532767657407823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532767657407823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/call.html' title='The Call'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532751291005604</id><published>2006-08-12T04:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:02:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Separation Letter</title><summary type='text'>Daddy,Ipagpaumanhin nyo ni Mommy ang pagsulat ko sa inyopara ipaalam na akoyaalis na sa inyong poder.Ako'y sasama na sa aking bagong boyfriend na siMark dahil gusto kongtakasan na kayo ni Mommy. Natagpuan ko na kay Markand tunay na pagmamahalat napakabait nya sa akin, napaka malambing nyahindi tulad ng iba kongnaging boyfriend. Alam ko na pag nakilala nyo sya aymagugustuhan nyo dinsiya, lalo na </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532751291005604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532751291005604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532751291005604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532751291005604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/separation-letter.html' title='Separation Letter'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532736459375638</id><published>2006-08-12T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T05:00:05.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wrong Way of Writing Letters</title><summary type='text'>Note: This was supposedly found in a bar in MalateTo Marjie,I am not  surprise or wander why Dennis leave you.Why? What reason you can think about  but you're very fat body. I'm thought before that Dennis only use me to his toy  but sooner and later I'm realize that he really can't not beared or stomached to  be with you anymore because at first, Dennis say he could not stand you're habit  of </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532736459375638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532736459375638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532736459375638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532736459375638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/wrong-way-of-writing-letters.html' title='The Wrong Way of Writing Letters'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532652713500284</id><published>2006-08-12T03:59:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:12:33.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Key to Success is to Have Fun</title><summary type='text'>Ngayong  Gabi.....Wala lang hayaan mo lang gumabi.....Pag inantok  ka matulog ka na.Alangan naman magpa cute ka pa e gabi na! _____Anak: Itay, bibili ako ng bond paperItay: Anak, wag kang bobo  ha? hindi "b o nd paper" ang tawag dun!Anak: Ano po ba?Itay:  "Kokongban"_____Women are physically stronger than  men...Why?Because women can carry two mountains at a time!  while  men can carryonly two </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532652713500284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532652713500284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532652713500284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532652713500284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/key-to-success-is-to-have-fun.html' title='The Key to Success is to Have Fun'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532638210188574</id><published>2006-08-12T03:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:05:36.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memo: Read This</title><summary type='text'>Quote for the DayAng Buhay ay parang  bato...It's Hard._____A Husband came home 4AM  and saw his wife in bed with another manHis wife shouted at him,"Where  have you been?"Husband: "Who is that man?!?"Wife: "Grabe ka! Dont change  the topic!!" _____Ellen: eto nga ung joke: sa story of adam  and eve... sbi ng ibanglahi...  definitely daw hindi pinoy si eba at  adan...dahil kung pinoydaw, hindi nun</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532638210188574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532638210188574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532638210188574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532638210188574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/memo-read-this.html' title='Memo: Read This'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532629209731368</id><published>2006-08-12T03:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:09:19.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Medicine for Boredom</title><summary type='text'>BALIW (tumawag sa mental hospital):Hello... may tao po  ba sa Room 168?Telephone Operator: Wala po, Bakit?Baliw: Check ko lang  kung nakatakas talaga ako! Wink_____Misis: lolokohin ko mister ko,  magpapanggap ako na prosti dito sa kanto namin(dumaan ang mister  nya...)Misis: Pogi! available ako ngayon, pwede ka ba?Mister: Yoko sayo  kamukha mo misis ko!Hurmph_____FACT: did you know that those </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532629209731368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532629209731368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532629209731368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532629209731368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/medicine-for-boredom.html' title='Medicine for Boredom'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115532616351822504</id><published>2006-08-12T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T04:06:56.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's Take a Break</title><summary type='text'>Break  Muna...^_^Frat  meeting...Leader: Pare balita ko bading ka daw, totoo ba?!Ambo: Pare,  Mga chismax lang yun galing sa mga chuvanes na walangmagawa samga chenilyn  nila... chura nila! hmpf!AngryJuan: San ka galing?Pedro: sementeryo,  libing ng byenan ko.Juan: E bakit puro kamot ang mukha at braso  mo?Pedro: Mahirap ilibing eh... Lumalaban!!_____Two nurses  on duty...Nurse 1: Hoy! Gaga, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115532616351822504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115532616351822504' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532616351822504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115532616351822504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/08/lets-take-break.html' title='Let&apos;s Take a Break'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115216008662452604</id><published>2006-07-06T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:28:06.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'>75 lessons that MUST be learned in relationships</title><summary type='text'>75  lessons that MUST be learned in relationships1. If a man wants you,  nothing can keep him away. If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him  stay.2. Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.3. If you  have ANY doubt in your mind about a man's character, leave him alone.4.  Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.5. Stop  trying to change yourself for a relationship </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115216008662452604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115216008662452604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115216008662452604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115216008662452604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/07/75-lessons-that-must-be-learned-in.html' title='75 lessons that MUST be learned in relationships'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115215993272143917</id><published>2006-07-06T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:25:32.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NAGTATAKA KA BA KUNG BAKIT KA PA SINGLE?</title><summary type='text'>NAGTATAKA KA BA KUNG BAKIT KA PA SINGLE?SINGLE: Minsan ayos lang kase free na free ka gawin kung ano ang gusto mo o kaya makakapunta ka kung saan mo gusto pumunta pero kung minsan, lalo na't malamig ang hanging o kya maganda ung view, magwiwish ka na sana may yumayakap sa yo, hahalikan ka sa noo at tititignan ka ng parang ikaw na ata ang pinakamagandang babae sa mundo. nakakamiss yun.kaya heto, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115215993272143917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115215993272143917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115215993272143917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115215993272143917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/07/nagtataka-ka-ba-kung-bakit-ka-pa.html' title='NAGTATAKA KA BA KUNG BAKIT KA PA SINGLE?'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-115215980395924459</id><published>2006-07-06T12:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T12:23:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Women Cry</title><summary type='text'>A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?" "Because I'm a woman," she told him."I don't understand," he said. His Mom just hugged him and said, "And you never will."Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does mother  seem to cry for no reason?""All women cry for no reason," was all his dad could say.The little boy grew up and became a man, still wondering why women cry.Finally he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/115215980395924459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=115215980395924459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115215980395924459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/115215980395924459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/07/why-women-cry.html' title='Why Women Cry'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-114858767824829911</id><published>2006-05-26T04:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T01:38:07.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Call Center Life</title><summary type='text'>  this is a story of our life....  BUHAY CALL CENTER  eto ang mga side effects ng pagtatrabaho sa mga call centers...1. dahil halos di na kayo nagkikita ng nanay at tatay mo, ang tawag na nila sayo ay "boarder" at sinisingil ka na nila sa upa mo! (uy magbayad ka!)2.pag sasagot ka ng telepono, lagi na lang may opening spiel...exampol : ring ! ring ! ....tenk u for calling (the company) this is (</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/114858767824829911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=114858767824829911' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858767824829911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858767824829911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/05/call-center-life.html' title='Call Center Life'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-114858066414956847</id><published>2006-05-26T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:23:49.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The English Girl</title><summary type='text'>A woman goes to England to attend a 2-week, company training session.Her husband drives her to the airport and wishes her to have a goodtrip.The wife answers : "Thank you honey, what would you like me to bringforyou?"The husband laughs and says: "An English girl !!!"The woman kept quiet and left.Two weeks later he picks her up in the airport and asks: "So, honey,howwas the trip?""Very good, thank</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/114858066414956847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=114858066414956847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858066414956847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858066414956847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/05/english-girl.html' title='The English Girl'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-114858052751252818</id><published>2006-05-26T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:23:06.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Remedies</title><summary type='text'>HOME REMEDIES:     1) If you are choking on an ice cube, don't panic. Simply pour a cup of  boiling water down your throat and presto! The blockage will be almost  instantly removed.  2) Clumsy? Avoid cutting yourself when cutting vegetables by getting someone  else to hold them while you chop away.  3) Avoid arguments with the Mrs. about lifting the toilet seat by simply  using the sink.  4) </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/114858052751252818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=114858052751252818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858052751252818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858052751252818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/05/home-remedies.html' title='Home Remedies'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-114858032121449237</id><published>2006-05-26T02:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T22:13:58.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice for Men from Women</title><summary type='text'>IF ONLY GUYS KNEW...     1. That sometimes it doesn't really matter how a   guy looks, it's the   vibe  that matters.     2. That most of the time, girls can't remember   how a guy really looks   like,  just maybe his voice...or his eyes...or his   smile.     3. That if you can make a girl laugh, you   are "IN". Girls would rather  spend their time laughing and talking to an ugly   guy than bear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/114858032121449237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=114858032121449237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858032121449237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114858032121449237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/05/advice-for-men-from-women.html' title='Advice for Men from Women'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28738873.post-114857955525699777</id><published>2006-05-26T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-26T01:52:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>psycho speaks... about schools...</title><summary type='text'>This is an article written by an ex-officematesin ACNielsen about the diff. universities in Manila...Try reading it, kakatuwa especially the part about NU... Psycho Speaks Vol 10 Psycho Speaks...on School Pride Any of you catch the previous La Salle - Ateneo game? The one where La Salle blew a 15-point half time lead? The one that robbed many a Green's wallet and savings accounts of their </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/feeds/114857955525699777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=28738873&amp;postID=114857955525699777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114857955525699777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/28738873/posts/default/114857955525699777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://funquotesgalore.blogspot.com/2006/05/psycho-speaks-about-schools.html' title='psycho speaks... about schools...'/><author><name>Mel</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00495809374201470381</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos.friendster.com/photos/60/09/4219006/19108699640641l.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
