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            <title>THE WINNER!</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=148</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ A clergyman was walking down the street when he came upon a Little Johnny and a group of his friends, all of them between 10 and 12 years of age.

The group surrounded a dog. Concerned lest the boys were hurting the dog, he went over and asked "What are you doing with that dog?"

One of the boys replied, "This dog is just an old neighborhood stray. We all want him, but only one of us can take him home. So we've decided that whichever one of us can tell the biggest lie will get to keep the dog."

Of course, the reverend was taken aback. "You boys shouldn't be having a contest telling lies!" he exclaimed. He then launched into a ten minute sermon against lying, beginning, "Don't you boys know it's a sin to lie," and ending with, "Why, when I was your age, I never told a lie."

There was dead silence for about a minute. Just as the reverend was beginning to think he'd gotten through to them, the smallest boy, Little Johnny, gave a deep sigh and said,"All right, give him the dog." ]]></description>
            <author>wonderdude</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 15:11:33 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>LITTLE JOHNY!</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=138</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ 
One day Lil Johny says to his father: 

I want to get married.

Father: Oh, so do you have someone special in your mind? 
Johny: Yes , Grandma 
Father: What? There is a problem now, you want to marry my Mother? 
Johny: Why not? You married my mother ]]></description>
            <author>wonderdude</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 25 Sep 2007 14:53:27 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Burned Ears</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=132</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ A guy burned two ears... so they were asking him at the hospital
how it happened.

He said, "I was ironing my clothing and the phone rang...
so instead of the phone I picked up the iron and burned my ear..."

"But how the heck did you burn the other ear?" The doctor asked.

"How do you think I called you people?"


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            <author>shakti</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 18:05:05 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Sexually Tired</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=131</link>
            <description><![CDATA[Man goes to his doctor and complains that his wife hasn't wanted to have sex with him for the past six months.

The doctor tells the man to bring his wife in so he can talk to her and hopefully determine what the problem is.

The following day, the wife goes to the doctor's office. The doctor asks her what's wrong, why doesn't she want to have sex with her husband?

"Oh, that's easily explained. For the past six months," the wife says, "I've been taking a cab to work every morning. I don't have any money. The cab driver asks me, 'Are you going to pay today, or what?' So, I take an 'or what'."

"Then, when I get to work," she continues, "I'm late, so the boss asks me, 'Are we going to write this down in the book, or what?' So, I take an 'or what'.

"I take a cab to go home after work and, as usual, I have no money. The cab driver asks me again, 'So, are you going to pay this time, or what?' Again, I take an 'or what'.

"So you see, doc, by the time I get home I'm all tired out and don't want it anymore."

"Yes, I see," replies the doctor. "So, are we going to tell your husband, or what?"(:rolleyes:)
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            <author>inkmink</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 23 Sep 2007 12:19:10 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>3 proud parents</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=129</link>
            <description><![CDATA[(:eek:)3 men were gathering one day to talk about how successful there sons were doing.

The first man says, "My son has been doing so successful as a lawyer he got a mansion and shares it with his friend."

The second mans says, "My son has been so successful as a doctor that he bought a converatable and a private jet for his friend."

The third man says, "Well, my son hasn't been so "successful". In fact, I just learned he was gay and I've accepted that fact. I guess he must be doing good though because he lives in a mansion with his friend and owns a private jet and a convertable."


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            <author>arvind</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2007 18:24:11 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Beautiful Girl</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=116</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ Biwi: yesterDay I saW a veRy beaUtiful giRl. 

Sardar: ThEn whAt haPPened? 

Biwi: I jUst kept on aDmiring hEr, oN and oN.. 

Sardar (gets irritated): WHAT haPPened thEn? 

Biwi smiled and said: 
ThEn.......................................................... I moVed aWay frOm thE miRRor




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            <author>goffydoffy</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 18:05:24 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Badi Cheez</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=115</link>
            <description><![CDATA[ Badi Cheez 

sardar to his friend -I want to gift something to my girlfriend

Friend -give her a gold ring 

Sardar-Nahi Kuch Badi cheez bata 

Friend MRF Ka Tyre De De. 



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            <author>goffydoffy</author>
            <pubDate>Tue, 11 Sep 2007 18:02:02 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Dead Goldfish</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=106</link>
            <description><![CDATA[Little Tim was in the garden filling in a hole when his neighbor peered over the fence. Interested in what the rosy-cheeked youngster was up to, he politely asked, "What are you up to there, Tim?" 

"My goldfish died," replied Tim tearfully, without looking up, "and I've just buried him." 

The neighbor was concerned, "That's an awfully big hole for a goldfish, isn't it?" 

Tim patted down the last heap of earth then replied, "That's because he's inside your freakin' cat!"
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            <author>abhi</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 09:38:46 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Mother's Tale</title>
            <link>http://www.officegupshup.com/forum_thread?forumId=12&amp;comments_parentId=105</link>
            <description><![CDATA[Three sons left home, started careers and prospered. Getting back together, they discussed the gifts that they were able to give their elderly mother for her seventieth birthday. The first said, "I built a big house for Mom." 

The second said, "I sent her a Mercedes with a driver." 

The third smiled and said, "I've got you both beat. You know how Mom enjoys the Bible and you know she can't see very well. I sent her a brown parrot that can recite the entire Bible. It took 20 monks in a monastery 12 years to teach him. I had to pledge to contribute $100,000 a year for 10 years, but it was worth it. Mom just has to name the chapter and verse and the parrot will recite it." 

Soon thereafter, Mom sent out letters of thanks: 

She wrote to the first son, "Milton, the house you built is not practical. I live in only one room, but I have to heat, cool, and clean the whole house." 

She wrote to the second son, "Marvin, I am too old to travel. I stay home all the time, so I never use the Mercedes. And the driver is so rude!" 

She wrote the third son, "Dearest Melvin, you were the only son to have the good sense to know what your mother likes. The chicken was delicious."
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            <author>abhi</author>
            <pubDate>Sun, 26 Aug 2007 09:37:34 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Drivers License - Says It All!!!</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[A mother is driving a little girl to her friend's house for a play date. 
"Mommy," the little girl asks, "how old are you?" 
"Honey, you are not supposed to ask a lady her age," the mother replied. 
"It's not polite." 
"OK", the little girl says, "How much do! you weigh?" 
"Now really," the mother says, "those are personal questions and are really none of your business." 
Undaunted, the little girl asks, "Why did you and Daddy get a divorce?" 
"That is enough questions, young lady, honestly!" (:mad:)
The exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin to play. 
"My Mom won't tell me anything about her," the little girl says to her friend. 
"Well," says the friend, "all you need to do is look at her drivers license. It is like a report card, it has everything on it." 
Later that night the little girl says to her mother, "I know how old you are, you are 32." (:confused:)
The mother is surprised and asks, "How did you find that out? (:exclaim:)
"I also know that you weigh 140 pounds." 
The mother is past surprised and shocked now. "How in heaven's name did you find that out?" (:surprised:)
"And," the little girl says triumphantly, "I know why you and daddy got a divorce." 
"Oh really?" the mother asks. 
"Why?" 
"Because you got an F in sex." (:biggrin:)]]></description>
            <author>crazychic</author>
            <pubDate>Mon, 20 Aug 2007 06:30:26 +0100</pubDate>
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