<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:08:38 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Naughty</title><description/><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/naughty.html</link><managingEditor>mingsworld.com</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-1429573158200853321</guid><pubDate>Tue, 29 Apr 2008 19:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-29T12:08:38.462-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Proof That The World Is Nuts &lt;br /&gt;In Lebanon , men are legally allowed to have sex with animals, but the animals must be female. Having sexual relations with a male animal is punishable by death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Like THAT makes sense.)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Bahrain , a male doctor may legally examine a woman's genitals, but is prohibited from looking directly at them during the examination. He may only see their reflection in a mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Do they look different reversed?) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muslims are banned from looking at the genitals of a corpse. This also applies t o undertakers. The sex organs of the deceased must be covered with a brick or piece of wood at&lt;br /&gt;all times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(A brick?)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The penalty for masturbation in Indonesia is decapitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Much worse than 'going blind!')&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are men in Guam whose full-time job is to travel the countryside and deflower young virgins, who pay them for the privilege of having sex for the first time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reason: under Guam law, it is expressly forbidden for virgins to marry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Let's just think for a minute; is there&lt;br /&gt;any job anywhere else in the world that even comes close to this?) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Hong Kong , a betrayed wife is legally allowed to kill her adulterous husband, but may only do so with her bare hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband's illicit lover, on the other hand, may be killed in any manner desired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah! Justice!)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Topless saleswomen are legal in Liverpool , England - but only in tropical fish stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But of course!)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Cali , Colombia , a woman may only have sex with her husband, and the first time this happens, her mothe r mus t be in the room to witness the act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Makes one shudder at the thought.)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Santa Cruz , Bolivia , it is illegal for a man to have sex with a woman and her daughter at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I presume this was a big enough pr oblem that they had to pass this law?) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Maryland , it is illegal to sell condoms from vending machines with one exception: Prophylactics may be dispensed from a vending machine only 'in places where alcoholic beverages are sold for consumption on the premises.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is this a great country or what?&lt;br /&gt;Well, not as great as Guam !)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses&lt;br /&gt;150 calories an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Who volunteers for these tests?) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans and dolphins are the only species that have sex for pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Is that why Flipper was always smiling?) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ant can lift 50 times its own weight, can pull 30 times its own weight and always falls over on its right side when intoxicated.&lt;br /&gt;(From drinking little bottles of???) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Did our government pay for this research??)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies taste with their feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ah, geez.) &lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that.)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starfish don't have brains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I know some people like that, too.)&lt;br /&gt;*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, the best for last?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turtles can breathe through their butts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I thought I had bad breath in the morning!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2008/04/proof-that-world-is-nuts-in-lebanon-men.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-7772734266826993966</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 Nov 2007 02:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-11-24T18:21:18.924-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>The 1st kind of sex is called: Smurf Sex. This kind of sex happens when you first meet someone and you both have sex until you are blue in the face. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 2nd kind of sex is called: Kitchen Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a short time and you are so horny you will have sex anywhere, even in the kitchen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 3rd kind of sex is called: Bedroom Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for a long time. Your sex has gotten routine and you usually have sex only in your bedroom. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 4th kind of sex is called: Hallway Sex. This is when you have been with your partner for too long. When you pass each other in the hallway you both say "screw you". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 5th kind of sex is called: Courtroom Sex. This is when you cannot stand your wife/Hubby any more. She/He takes you to court and screws you in front of everyone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 6th kind is called Religious Sex, which means you get Nun in the morning, Nun in the afternoon and Nun at night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOPS. Don't forget the 7th kind of sex - Social Security Sex. You get a little each month. But not enough to live on! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;send this to anyone with in 5 minutes as "7 kinds of sex" or you will forever have bad sex&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2007/11/1st-kind-of-sex-is-called-smurf-sex.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-4564530929177242266</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2007 19:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-26T12:40:39.799-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>5 MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Lesson 1: &lt;br /&gt;A man is getting into the shower just as his wife is finishing up her shower, when 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 neighbor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before she! says a word, Bob says, "I'll give you $800 to drop that towel, " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After thinking for a moment, the woman drops her towel and stands naked in front of Bob After a few seconds, Bob hands her $800 and leaves. &lt;br /&gt;The woman wraps back up in the towel and goes back upstairs. When she gets to the bathroom, her husband asks, "Who was that?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It was Bob the next door neighbor," she replies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Great," the husband says, "did he say anything about the $800 he owes me?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;If you share critical information pertaining to credit and risk with your shareholders in time, you may be in a position to prevent avoidable exposure. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Lesson 2: &lt;br /&gt;A priest offered a Nun a lift. She got in and crossed her legs, forcing her gown to reveal a leg. The priest nearly had an accident. After controlling the car, he stealthily slid his hand up her leg. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" The priest removed his hand. But, changing gears, he let his hand slide up her leg again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun once again said, "Father, remember Psalm 129?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The priest apologized "Sorry sister but the flesh is weak."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arriving at the convent, the nun sighed heavily and went on her way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On his arrival at the church, the priest rushed to look up Psalm 129 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It said, "Go forth and seek, further up, you will find glory." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;If you are not well informed in your job, you might miss a great opportunity. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Lesson 3: &lt;br /&gt;A sales rep, an administration clerk, and the manager are walking to lunch when they find an antique oil lamp. They rub it and a Genie comes out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Genie says, "I'll give each of you just one wish." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me first! Me first!" says the admin clerk. "I want to be in the Bahamas , driving a speedboat, without a care in the world." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puff! She's gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Me next! Me next!" says the sales rep. "I want to be in Hawaii, relaxing on the beach with my personal masseuse, an endless supply of Pina Coladas and the love of my life." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puff! He's gone. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"OK, you're up," the Genie says to the manager. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The manager says, "I want those two back in the office after lunch." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;Always let your boss have the first say. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;Lesson 4 &lt;br /&gt;An eagle was sitting on a tree resting, doing nothing. A small rabbit saw the eagle and asked him, "Can I also sit like you and do nothing?" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The eagle answered: " Sure , why not." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the rabbit sat on the ground below the eagle and rested. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, a fox appeared, jumped on the rabbit and ate it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;To be sitting and doing nothing, you must be sitting very, very high up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 5 &lt;br /&gt;A turkey was chatting with a bull. "I would love to be able to get to the top of that tree," sighed the turkey, "but I haven't got the energy." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, why don't you nibble on some of my droppings?" replied the bull. "They're packed with nutrients." ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The turkey pecked at a lump of dung, and found it actually gave him enough strength to reach the lowest branch of the tree. The next day, after eating some more dung, he reached the second branch. Finally after a fourth night, the turkey was proudly perched at the top of the tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He was promptly spotted by a farmer, who shot him out of the! tree. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral of the story: &lt;br /&gt;Bull Shit might get you to the top, but it won't keep you there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lesson 6 &lt;br /&gt;A little bird was flying south for the Winter. It was so cold the bird froze and fell to the ground into a large field. While he was lying there, a cow came by and dropped some dung on him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the frozen bird lay there in the pile of cow dung, he began to realize how warm he was. The dung was actually thawing him out! He lay there all warm and happy, and soon began to sing for joy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A passing cat heard the bird singing and came to investigate. Following the sound, the cat discovered the bird under the pile of cow dung, and promptly dug him out and ate him. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morals of the story: &lt;br /&gt;(1) Not everyone who shits on you is your enemy. &lt;br /&gt;(2) Not everyone who gets you out of shit is necessary your friend.&lt;br /&gt;(3) And when you're in deep shit, it's better to keep your voice low and watch - enemy or friend! &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;THIS ENDS THE 5-MINUTE MANAGEMENT COURSE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2007/09/dark-in-here-woman-takes-lover-home.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-547260773449388644</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Sep 2007 05:25:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-09-15T22:25:39.536-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Here are six reasons why you should think before you speak - the last one is great! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back... &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Here are the Testimonials of a few people who did....&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FIRST TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a bl@w job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn't say a word... he knew better.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SECOND TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who works at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;THIRD TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just looking at your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically. The boy grinned, and I turned beet-red and walked away. To this day, my sister has never let me forget. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FOURTH TESTIMONY:&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release some pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I will tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!" The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard as the door closed behind me, were screams of laughter. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;FIFTH TESTIMONY: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on him constantly. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;One day we stopped at Macdonalds for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my lunch, I smelled something funny, so of course I checked my seven-month-old daughter, and she was clean. Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a while. I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No". I kept thinking "Oh Lord, that child has had an accident and I don't have any clean clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you SURE you didn't have an accident?" "No," he replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was getting worse. So, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over, spread his cheeks and yelled "SEE MUM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While 30 people nearly choked to death on their hamburgers laughing, he calmly pulled up his pants and sat down. An older couple made me feel better, thanking me for the best laugh they'd ever had! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;LAST BUT NOT LEAST TESTIMONY: &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;This one had most of the state of  Tasmania laughing for 2days and a very embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she speaks. What happens when you predict snow, but don't get any? We had a female news anchor who the day after it was supposed to have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the set, but half the crew did too, they were laughing so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2007/09/here-are-six-reasons-why-you-should.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-116579206875357647</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 Dec 2006 23:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-12-10T15:07:48.766-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>First  Christmas Joke.....2006&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Three men died on Christmas Eve and were met by Saint Peter at the &lt;br /&gt;pearly gates. "In honor of this holy season,"Saint Peter  said, "you &lt;br /&gt;must each possess something that symbolizes Christmas to get into  &lt;br /&gt;heaven."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The first man fumbled through his pockets and pulled out a  lighter. &lt;br /&gt;He flicked it on. It represents a candle, he said. You may pass &lt;br /&gt;through  the pearly gates Saint Peter said.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The second man reached into his pocket  and pulled out a set of keys. &lt;br /&gt;He shook them and said, "They're bells." Saint  Peter said you may &lt;br /&gt;pass through the pearly gates.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The third man started  searching desperately through his pockets and &lt;br /&gt;finally pulled out a pair of women's panties. St. Peter looked at the &lt;br /&gt;man with a raised eyebrow and asked,  "And just what do those &lt;br /&gt;symbolize?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The man replied, "These are  Carols."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And So The Holiday Season  Begins....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/12/first-christmas-joke.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-115299079927636551</guid><pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 19:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-07-15T12:13:19.286-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Subject: Jail Escapee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A man escapes from prison where he has been for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns and finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the girl to the bed, he gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;While he's in there, the husband whispers to his wife, "Listen this guy's an escaped convict - look at his clothes! He probably spent lots of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain, do whatever he tells you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is probably very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us. Be strong, honey. I love you."&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;To which the wife responds, "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me he was gay, thinks you're cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong, honey. I love you, too."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/06/grandma-and-grandpa-were-visiting.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-115116380523772858</guid><pubDate>Sat, 24 Jun 2006 15:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-24T08:43:25.250-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>A married couple went to the hospital to have their baby delivered. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon their arrival, the doctor said he had invented a new machine that would transfer a portion of the mother's labor pain to the father.                   &lt;br /&gt;                                                                               &lt;br /&gt;He asked if they were willing to try it out. They were both very much in favor of it. The doctor set the pain transfer dial to 10% for starters, explaining that even 10% was probably more pain than the father had ever experienced before.                                                            &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;But as the labor progressed, the husband felt fine and asked the doctor to go ahead and bump it up a notch. The doctor then adjusted the machine to 20% pain transfer. The husband was still feeling fine. The doctor checked the husband's blood pressure and was amazed at how well he was doing. At this point they decided to try for 50%.                              &lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;br /&gt;The husband continued to feel quite well. Since it was obviously helping out his wife considerably, the husband encouraged the doctor to transfer ALL the pain to him. The wife delivered a healthy baby with virtually no pain. She and her husband were ecstatic.                                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; When they got home, the mailman was dead on their porch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/06/married-couple-went-to-hospital-to.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-115087616696786888</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Jun 2006 07:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-21T00:49:26.976-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>A very sexually active woman tells her plastic surgeon that she wants her vaginal lips reduced in size because they were loose and flapping. Out of embarrassment she insisted that the surgery be kept a secret and the surgeon agreed. Awakening from the anesthesia after the surgery she found three roses carefully placed beside her on the bed. Outraged, she immediately calls in the doctor. "I thought I asked you &lt;br /&gt;not to tell anyone about my operation!" The surgeon told her he had carried out her wish for confidentiality and that the first rose was from him: "I felt sad because you went through this all by yourself." "The second rose is from my nurse. She assisted me in the surgery and empathized because she had the same procedure done some time ago." "And what about the third rose?" she asked.  "Oh, that rose is from a man upstairs in the burn unit. He wanted to thank you for his new ears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/06/very-sexually-active-woman-tells-her.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-114983195131262694</guid><pubDate>Fri, 09 Jun 2006 05:44:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-06-08T22:45:51.323-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>5  Winning Smart Ass Answers For 2005  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart  Ass Answer #5:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  flight attendant was stationed at the departure gate to check tickets.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As  a man approached, she extended her hand for the ticket and he  opened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his  trench coat and flashed at her. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Without  missing a beat....she said, "Sir, I need to see your ticket  not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your  stub."   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart  Ass Answer #4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  lady was picking through the frozen turkeys at the grocery store,  but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she  couldn't find one big enough for her family. She asked a stock boy,  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Do  these turkeys get any bigger?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  stock boy replied, "No ma'am, they're dead." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart  Ass Answer #3:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  cop got out of his car and the kid who was stopped for  speeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rolled  down his window. "I've been waiting for you all day," the cop  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  kid replied, "Yeah, well I got here as fast as I could." When  the  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cop  finally stopped laughing, he sent the kid on his way without  a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ticket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smart  Ass Answer #2: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up  that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reads,  "Low Bridge Ahead." Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of  him and he gets stuck under the bridge. Cars are backed up for  miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally,  a police car comes up. The cop gets out of his car and walks to  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the  truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says, "Got stuck,  huh?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*******************  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#1  SMART ASS ANSWER OF THE YEAR  2005.......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  college teacher reminds her class of tomorrow's final  exam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Now  class, I won't tolerate any excuses for you not being  here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow.  I might consider a nuclear attack or a serious personal  injury&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or  illness, or a death in your immediate family, but that's it, no other  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excuses  whatsoever!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A  smart ass guy in the back of the room raised his hand and asked,  "What  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would  you say if tomorrow I said I was suffering from complete and  utter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sexual  exhaustion?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The  entire class is reduced to laughter and snickering. When silence  was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restored,  the teacher smiled knowingly at the student, shaking her head  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and  sweetly said "Well, I guess you'd have to write the exam with  your&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other  hand."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/02/11-husbands-and-still-virgin-young-man.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-113659912629445421</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Jan 2006 01:58:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2006-01-06T17:58:46.303-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Amen.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;There was a preacher whose wife was expecting a baby so he went to the congregation and asked for a raise.  After much consideration and discussion, they passed a rule that whenever the preacher's family expanded, so would his paycheck. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After 6 children, this started to get expensive and the Congregation decided to hold another meeting to discuss the preacher's salary.  There was much yelling and bickering about how much the clergyman's additional children were costing the church. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Finally, the Preacher got up and spoke to the crowd, "Children are a gift from God," he said. Silence fell on the congregation. &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;In the back of the room, a little old lady stood up and in her frail voice said, "Rain is also a gift from God, but when we get too much, we wear rubbers." &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;And the congregation said, "Amen."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2006/01/amen.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-113497990371277621</guid><pubDate>Mon, 19 Dec 2005 08:09:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-19T00:11:43.723-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>I Will  Survive...*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first I was afraid, I was  Petrified&lt;br /&gt;When you said you had 10 inches, Lord I almost died&lt;br /&gt;But I'd spent oh so many years just waiting for a  man that long&lt;br /&gt;That I grew strong And knew that I could take you  on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there you are...another lie,&lt;br /&gt;I was geared up for a Big Mac and you've brought me  a French fry&lt;br /&gt;I should have known it was bullshit, just a sad,  pathetic dream&lt;br /&gt;Should have known no anaconda  would be lurking in those jeans...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now go... walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;Don't you promise me 10 inches then turn up with  only 4&lt;br /&gt;Weren't you a prat to think that I wouldn't catch  you out&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know we're only joking when we say size  doesn't count!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will survive, I will survive&lt;br /&gt;Cos as long as I have batteries my s.e.x life is  gonna thrive!&lt;br /&gt;I will always have good s.e.x with a handful of  latex I will survive,&lt;br /&gt;I will survive....hey hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took all my self control not to laugh out loud&lt;br /&gt;When I saw your little weiner standing tall and  proud&lt;br /&gt;But to hell with all your ego's and to hell with  all your needs&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm saving all my lovin' for a  cordless multi-speed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now go... you'd better flee&lt;br /&gt;Last time I saw a prick that small was on my  brother... he was 3&lt;br /&gt;I should have asked for  confirmation, should have asked for referees&lt;br /&gt;Then I wouldn't have you waving that wee winky  thing at me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now go... just hit the track&lt;br /&gt;Don't you bring me home no tiddlers 'cos I'll  always throw them back&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that I could do  with a prick as small as yours&lt;br /&gt;Is to stick it with a tooth-pick,  dip it in tomato sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Chorus)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now go... get out of my sight&lt;br /&gt;I'm going back to my appliance 'cos I know it's  length is right&lt;br /&gt;And if I ever see your tiny  truncheon standing at my door&lt;br /&gt;You'll be counting up your inches  as you pick them off the floor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on now  go....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2005/12/i-will-survive.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-113402327205461380</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Dec 2005 06:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-12-07T22:27:52.056-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Good-Better-Best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Madison, WI policeman had a perfect spot to watch for speeders, but&lt;br /&gt;wasn't getting many. Then he discovered the problem - a 12-year-old boy was&lt;br /&gt;standing up the road with a hand painted sign, which read "RADAR TRAP&lt;br /&gt;AHEAD". The officer also found the boy had an accomplice who was a bit&lt;br /&gt;further down the road with a sign reading "TIPS"and a bucket full of money.&lt;br /&gt;And we used to just sell lemonade!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BETTER A motorist was mailed a picture of his car speeding through an&lt;br /&gt;automated radar post in La Crosse, WI. A $40 speeding ticket was&lt;br /&gt;included. Being cute, he sent the police department a picture of $40.The&lt;br /&gt;police responded with another mailed photo of handcuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEST&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Young woman was pulled over for speeding. As Wisconsin State Trooper&lt;br /&gt;Officer walked to her car window, flipping open his ticket book, she&lt;br /&gt;said, "I bet you are going to sell me a ticket to the State Troopers&lt;br /&gt;Ball. "He replied, "Wisconsin State Troopers don't have balls." There&lt;br /&gt;was a moment of silence. He then closed his book, got back in his&lt;br /&gt;patrol car and left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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&lt;p&gt;a collection of naughty but nice jokes&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://mingswebdesign.com/2005/11/subject-truth.html</link><author>mingsworld.com</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17639824.post-113090586992973647</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Nov 2005 04:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2005-11-01T20:34:39.400-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Have you ever spoken and wished that you could immediately take the words back...or that you could crawl into a hole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some testimonials of a few people who did.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I walked into a hair salon with my husband and three kids in tow and asked loudly, "How much do you charge for a shampoo and a blow-job?" I turned around and walked back out and never went back. My husband didn't say a word... he knew better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I was at the golf store comparing different kinds of golf balls. I was unhappy with the women's type I had been using. After browsing for several minutes, I was approached by one of the good-looking gentlemen who worked at the store. He asked if he could help me. Without thinking, I looked at him and said, "I think I like playing with men's balls."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. My sister and I were at the mall and passed by a store that sold a variety of candy and nuts. As we were looking at the display case, the boy behind&lt;br /&gt;the counter asked if we needed any help. I replied, "No, I'm just looking at&lt;br /&gt;your nuts." My sister started to laugh hysterically, the boy grinned, and I&lt;br /&gt;turned beet-red and walked away. This, my sister has never let me forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. While in line at the bank one afternoon, my toddler decided to release so&lt;br /&gt;me pent-up energy and ran amok. I was finally able to grab hold of her after&lt;br /&gt;receiving looks of disgust and annoyance from other patrons. I told her that if she did not start behaving "right now" she would be punished. To my horror, she looked me in the eye and said in a voice just as threatening, "If you don't let me go right now, I'll tell Grandma that I saw you kissing Daddy's pee-pee last night!". The silence was deafening after this enlightening exchange. Even the tellers stopped what they were doing. I mustered up the last of my dignity and walked out of the bank with my daughter in tow. The last thing I heard when the door closed behind me were screams of laughter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Have you ever asked your child a question too many times? My three-year-&lt;br /&gt;old son had a lot of problems with potty training and I was on at him &lt;br /&gt;constantly. One day we stopped at Taco Bell for a quick lunch in between errands. It was very busy, with a full dining room. While enjoying my taco, I smelled&lt;br /&gt;something funny. Then I realized that Danny had not asked to go potty in a&lt;br /&gt;while, so I asked him if he needed to go, and he said "No." I kept thinking,&lt;br /&gt;"Oh Lord, that child has had an accident and don't have any clothes with me." Then I said, "Danny, are you sure you didn't have an accident?" "No," he  &lt;br /&gt;replied. I just KNEW that he must have had an accident, because the smell was&lt;br /&gt;getting worse. Soooooo, I asked one more time, "Danny, did you have an accident?" This time he jumped up, yanked down his pants, bent over and spread &lt;br /&gt;his cheeks and yelled: "SEE MOM, IT'S JUST FARTS!!" While 30 people nearly &lt;br /&gt;choked to death on their tacos laughing! He calmly pulled up his pants and sat&lt;br /&gt;down. An older couple made me feel better by thanking me for the best laugh&lt;br /&gt;they'd ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. This had most of the state of Michigan laughing for 2 days and a very &lt;br /&gt;embarrassed female news anchor who will, in the future, likely think before she&lt;br /&gt;speaks. Here's what happens when you predict snow but don't get any. A true&lt;br /&gt;story!! We had a female news anchor who, the day after it was supposed to &lt;br /&gt;have snowed and didn't, turned to the weatherman and asked: "So Bob, where's&lt;br /&gt;that 8 inches you promised me last night?" Not only did HE have to leave the&lt;br /&gt;set, but half the crew did too, they were laughing so hard!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;hr/&gt;
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