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<pubDate>Fri, 27 Nov 2009 13:15:17 EDT</pubDate>
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<title>The axis of confectionery evil</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Hershey to buy Cadbury?

Now it looks like we might lose our beloved Cadbury not simply to an American monolith but to an axis of confectionery evil, an alliance so hellish that I shake with terror just typing the names &#133; Hershey and Ferrero. It looks like the combined strength of these two horrendous organisations might be enough to succeed - something I personally regard as a national disaster on a par with the Suez crisis or the Millennium Dome.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/wordofmouth/2009/nov/18/cadbury-hershey-ferrero-bid-chocolate

P.S.  I agree entirely with the author's opinion of the Reese's Peanut Butter Cup. ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 11:51:30</pubDate>
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<title>Scotland beat Aussie&#x27;s at Murrayfield</title>
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<description><![CDATA[First time in 27 years I believe
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y90sK-X85J8&feature=player_embedded

Well played Scotland. ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-23 10:09:51</pubDate>
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<title>UK Government Petition: No Swine Vaccine</title>
<link>http://www.dslreports.com/forum/remark,22758553</link>
<description><![CDATA[http://petitions.number10.gov.uk/noswinevaccine

This is only open to UK residents otherwise i would help you guys and sign it also!!

Nothing should be forced upon anyone!!

Please sign as soon as you can and ask as many people as possible to sign it thanks. (Open until 15 August (The guy who made it didnt do it right))]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-07-24 06:51:42</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] Haircut</title>
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<description><![CDATA[A guy stuck his head into a barbershop and asked, 'How long before I  can 
get a haircut?

 The barber looked around the shop full of customers and said, 'About 2 
hours. The guy left

 A few days later, the same guy stuck his head in the door and asked,  How 
long before I can get a haircut?'

The barber looked around at the shop and said, 'About 3 hours. The guy left.

 A week later, the same guy stuck his head in the shop and asked, 'How long 
before I can get a haircut?

 The barber looked around the shop and said, About an hour and a half the 
guy left.

 The barber turned to his friend and said, 'Hey, Bob, do me a favour follow 
that guy and see where he goes.

He keeps asking how long he has to wait for a haircut, but then he doesn't 
ever come back.'

 A little while later, Bob returned to the shop, laughing hysterically.

 The barber asked, 'So, where does that guy go when he leaves?'

 Bob looked up, wiped the tears from his eyes and said,

 Your house!]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-20 07:15:39</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] Ouch</title>
<link>http://www.dslreports.com/forum/remark,23361105</link>
<description><![CDATA["Dear God, this year please send clothes for all those poor ladies in Daddy's computer,   
Amen." ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 17:48:30</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] Eye Test</title>
<link>http://www.dslreports.com/forum/remark,23360001</link>
<description><![CDATA[HAVE YOU NOTICED THE GIRL'S ASS IN THE BACKGROUND? 

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GO TO THE NEAREST EYE DOCTOR BECAUSE IT IS THE SHOULDER OF THE GIRL TAKING THE PICTURE !!!!! ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 14:23:08</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] Ronnie Barker - aparently...</title>
<link>http://www.dslreports.com/forum/remark,23357980</link>
<description><![CDATA[This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.      

Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. 
At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies. 
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but 
the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.  

Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity. 

At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve. "Mist all chucking frighty!!!"  said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.  

The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked 
on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let 
off a fig bart.  "Who's fust jarted?"  asked the prandsome hince. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge. 

When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.  
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and 
a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly. 

Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny! ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 07:32:53</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] Walking the line</title>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 07:36:51</pubDate>
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<title>[Joke] A 10 Year Old&#x27;s Love Story</title>
<link>http://www.dslreports.com/forum/remark,23357891</link>
<description><![CDATA[Little Bruce and Jenny are only 10 years old, but they know they are in love.
One day they decide that they want to get married, so Bruce goes to Jenny's father to ask him for her hand.
Bruce bravely walks up to him and says, "Mr. Smith, me and Jenny are in love and I want to ask you for her hand in marriage."
Thinking that this was just the cutest thing, Mr. Smith replies, "Well
Bruce, you are only 10.  Where will you two live?"
Without even taking a moment to think about it, Bruce replies, "In Jenny's room.  It's bigger than mine and we can both fit there nicely."
Still thinking this is just adorable, Mr. Smith says with a huge grin, "Okay then how will you live?  You're not old enough to get a job. You'll need to support Jenny."
Again, Bruce instantly replies, "Our allowance, Jenny makes five bucks a week and I make 10 bucks a week.  That's about 60 bucks a month and that should do us just fine."
Mr. Smith is impressed Bruce has put so much thought into this.  'Well Bruce, it seems like you have everything figured out.  I just have one more question.  What will you do if the two of you should have little children of your own?"
Bruce just shrugs his shoulders and says, "Well, we've been lucky so far."
Mr. Smith no longer thinks the little shit is adorable.]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-18 06:37:20</pubDate>
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<title>Gynecologist Visit</title>
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<description><![CDATA[Gynecologist Visit

A beautiful woman went to the gynecologist. The doctor took one look 
at the woman and all his professionalism flew out the window. He 
immediately told her to get undressed. 

After she disrobed the doctor began to stroke her thigh. While 
Doing so he asked her, 
'Do you know what I am doing?' 

'Yes,' she replied, 'You are checking for abrasions or 
Dermatological abnormalities.' 

'That's right,' said the doctor. He then began to fondle her Breasts.
'Do you know what I am doing now?' 
he asked. 

'Yes,' she said, 'You are checking for lumps which might indicate 
Breast cancer.' 

'Correct,' replied the shady doctor. Finally, he mounted his 
Patient and started having sexual intercourse with her. He asked, 
'Do you know what I am doing now?' 

'Yes,' she said, 'You're getting syphilis: which is why I came 
here in the first place.' 

A beautiful woman went to the gynecologist. The doctor took one look 
at the woman and all his professionalism flew out the window. He 
immediately told her to get undressed. 

After she disrobed the doctor began to stroke her thigh. While 
Doing so he asked her, 
'Do you know what I am doing?' 

'Yes,' she replied, 'You are checking for abrasions or 
Dermatological abnormalities.' 

'That's right,' said the doctor. He then began to fondle her Breasts.
'Do you know what I am doing now?' 
he asked. 

'Yes,' she said, 'You are checking for lumps which might indicate 
Breast cancer.' 

'Correct,' replied the shady doctor. Finally, he mounted his 
Patient and started having sexual intercourse with her. He asked, 
'Do you know what I am doing now?' 

'Yes,' she said, 'You're getting syphilis: which is why I came 
here in the first place.' ]]></description>
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<pubDate>2009-11-10 11:46:33</pubDate>
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