<?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-5348280745069504339</id><updated>2011-11-27T17:37:08.868-07:00</updated><category term='laughing baby'/><category term='video'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='the evolution of dance'/><category term='funny video'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Weekly Smile</title><subtitle type='html'>Life is about having fun and having a laugh once in awhile. I believe everyone deserves to smile.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>32</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-6993901503023102531</id><published>2008-11-21T15:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T15:31:33.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Got Any Grapes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color="#111111" face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#111111'&gt;A ducks walks into a bar and asks, &amp;quot;Got any grapes?&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The bartender, confused, tells the ducks that no, his bar doesn't serve grapes. The duck thanks him and leaves. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The next day, the duck returns and says, &amp;quot;Got any grapes?&amp;quot; &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Again, the bartender tells him that, &amp;#8220;no, the bar does not serve grapes, has never served grapes, and, furthermore, will never serve grapes.&amp;#8221; The duck, a little ruffled, thanks him and leaves. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The next day, the duck returns, but before he can say anything, the bartender begins to yell: ''Listen, duck! This is a bar! We do not serve grapes and if you ever ask for grapes again, I will nail your little duck beak to the bar!'' &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; The duck is silent for a moment, and then asks, ''Got any nails?'' &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Confused, the bartender says &amp;#8220;no&amp;#8221;!&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; ''Good!'' says the duck. ''Got any grapes?&amp;#8221;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-6993901503023102531?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6993901503023102531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6993901503023102531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2008/11/got-any-grapes.html' title='Got Any Grapes?'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-7637814022091854038</id><published>2008-11-16T10:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:29:39.012-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Police Emergency</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=Section1&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 color="#111111" face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt;font-family:Arial;color:#111111'&gt;This is the true story of George Phillips of &lt;st1:place w:st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:City w:st="on"&gt;Meridian&lt;/st1:City&gt;,  &lt;st1:State w:st="on"&gt;Mississippi&lt;/st1:State&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, who was going to bed when his wife told him that he'd left the light on in the shed. George opened the door to go turn off the light but saw there were people in the shed in the process of stealing things.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; He immediately phoned the police, who asked &amp;quot;Is someone in your house?&amp;quot; and George said no and explained the situation. Then they explained that all patrols were busy, and that he should simply lock his door and an officer would be there when available.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; George said, &amp;quot;Okay,&amp;quot; hung up, counted to 30, and phoned the police again.&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; &amp;quot;Hello, I just called you a few seconds ago because there were people in my shed. Well, you don't have to worry about them now because I've just shot them all.&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; Then he hung up. Within five minutes three squad cars, an Armed Response unit, and an ambulance showed up. Of course, the police caught the burglars red-handed. &lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; One of the policemen said to George: &amp;quot;I thought you said that you'd shot them!&amp;quot;&lt;br&gt; &lt;br&gt; George said, &amp;quot;I thought you said there was nobody available!&amp;quot;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class=MsoNormal&gt;&lt;font size=2 face=Arial&gt;&lt;span style='font-size:10.0pt; font-family:Arial'&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-7637814022091854038?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7637814022091854038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7637814022091854038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2008/11/police-emergency.html' title='Police Emergency'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-6152179713388271618</id><published>2007-08-16T12:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:23:04.204-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Prayer</title><content type='html'>Little Johnny and his family were having Sunday dinner at his Grandmother's house. Everyone was seated around the table as the food was being served. When little Johnny received his plate,&lt;br /&gt;he started eating right away. &lt;p&gt;"Johnny wait until we say our prayer." &lt;p&gt;"I don't have to," The boy replied. &lt;p&gt;"Of course, you do," his mother insisted. "We say a prayer, before eating, at our house." &lt;p&gt;"That's our house," Johnny explained. "But this is Grandma's house and her food always turns out good!" &lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-6152179713388271618?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6152179713388271618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6152179713388271618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/08/prayer.html' title='The Prayer'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-6068261637648557159</id><published>2007-08-16T12:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-16T12:23:04.205-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>How to Make Money</title><content type='html'>A young man asked an old rich man how he made his money. &lt;p&gt;The old guy fingered his worsted wool vest and said, "Well, son, it was 1932. The depth of the Great Depression. I was down to my last nickel." &lt;p&gt;"I invested that nickel in an apple. I spent the entire day polishing the apple and, at the end of the day, I sold the apple for ten cents." &lt;p&gt;"The next morning, I invested those ten cents in two apples. I spent the entire day polishing them and sold them at 5:00 pm for 20 cents. I continued this system for a month, by the end of which I'd accumulated a fortune of $1.37." &lt;p&gt;"Then my wife's father died and left us two million dollars."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-6068261637648557159?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6068261637648557159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6068261637648557159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/08/how-to-make-money.html' title='How to Make Money'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-7306436898792997465</id><published>2007-07-19T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:47:19.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Cards...</title><content type='html'>On opening his new store, a man received a bouquet of flowers. &lt;p&gt;He became dismayed on reading the enclosed card, that it expressed "Deepest Sympathy". &lt;p&gt;While puzzling over the message, his telephone rang. &lt;p&gt;It was the florist, apologizing for having sent the wrong card. &lt;p&gt;"Oh, it's alright." said the storekeeper. "I'm a businessman and I understand how these things can happen." ... &lt;p&gt;"But," added the florist, "I accidentally sent your card to a funeral party." &lt;p&gt;"Well, what did it say?" ask the storekeeper. &lt;p&gt;"Congratulations on your new location." was the reply. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-7306436898792997465?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7306436898792997465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7306436898792997465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/07/cards.html' title='Cards...'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-6029041445844273886</id><published>2007-07-07T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T11:47:19.039-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>After the Accident</title><content type='html'>Two men got out of their cars after they collided at an intersection. &lt;p&gt;One took a flask from his pocket and said to the other, &lt;p&gt;"Here, maybe you'd like a nip to calm your nerves." &lt;p&gt;"Thanks," said the other one, and took a long pull from the container. "Here, you have one, too," he added, handing back the whiskey. &lt;p&gt;"Well, I'd rather not," said the first. "At least not until after the police have been here." &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-6029041445844273886?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6029041445844273886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6029041445844273886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/07/after-accident.html' title='After the Accident'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5906146973067603425</id><published>2007-07-05T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T06:57:40.451-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>An Unusual Pet</title><content type='html'>A guy was lonely, and decided life would be more fun if he had a pet. &lt;p&gt;He went to the pet store and told the owner that he wanted to buy an unusual pet. &lt;p&gt;After some discussion, he finally bought a centipede,which came in a little white box to use for his house. &lt;p&gt;He took the box back home, found a good location for the box, and decided he would start off by taking his new pet to the bar to have a drink. &lt;p&gt;So he asked the centipede in the box, "Would you like to go to Frank's with me and have a beer?" &lt;p&gt;But there was no answer from his new pet. &lt;p&gt;This bothered him a bit, but he waited a few minutes and then asked him again, "How about going to the bar and having a drink with me?" &lt;p&gt;But again, there was no answer from his new friend and pet. &lt;p&gt;So he waited a few minutes more, thinking about the situation. &lt;p&gt;He decided to ask him one more time; this time putting his face up against the centipede's house and shouting, "Hey, in there! Would you like to go to Frank's place and have a drink with me?" &lt;p&gt;A little voice came out of the box: "I heard you the first time! I'm putting on my shoes!" &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5906146973067603425?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5906146973067603425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5906146973067603425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/07/unusual-pet.html' title='An Unusual Pet'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-236360657249711282</id><published>2007-07-03T06:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-05T06:57:40.452-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>King Solomon, Two Women and a Young Man</title><content type='html'>Two women came before wise King Solomon, dragging between them a young man.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;This young man agreed to marry my daughter,&amp;quot; said one.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No! He agreed to marry MY daughter,&amp;quot; said the other.&lt;p&gt;And so they began arguing until the King called for silence.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Bring me my biggest sword,&amp;quot; said Solomon, &amp;quot;and I shall hew the young man in&lt;br&gt;half. Each of you shall receive a half.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Sounds good to me,&amp;quot; said the first lady.&lt;p&gt;But the other woman said, &amp;quot;Oh Sire, do not spill innocent blood. Let the&lt;br&gt;other woman&amp;#39;s daughter marry him.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The wise king did not hesitate a moment.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The man must marry the first woman&amp;#39;s daughter,&amp;quot; he proclaimed.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;But she was willing to hew him in two!&amp;quot; exclaimed the king&amp;#39;s court.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Indeed,&amp;quot; said wise King Solomon. &amp;quot;That shows she is the TRUE&lt;br&gt;mother-in-law.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-236360657249711282?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/236360657249711282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/236360657249711282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/07/king-solomon-two-women-and-young-man.html' title='King Solomon, Two Women and a Young Man'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-3413136813378491488</id><published>2007-06-29T05:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T06:06:42.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>50th Wedding Aniversary</title><content type='html'>With a Pete soon to celebrate his 50th wedding anniversary at the church&amp;#39;s marriage marathon, the minister asked him to take a few minutes and share some insight into how he managed to maintain his marriage with the same woman all these years.&lt;p&gt;The husband replied to the audience, &amp;quot;Well, I treated her with respect,spent money on her, but mostly I took her traveling on special occasions.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The minister inquired &amp;quot;Trips to where?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;For our 25th anniversary, I took her to Beijing, China.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The minister then said, &amp;quot;What a terrific example you are to all husbands,Pete. Please tell the audience what you&amp;#39;re going to do for your wife on your 50th anniversary?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Pete smirked and said, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m going to go get her.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-3413136813378491488?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3413136813378491488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3413136813378491488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/50th-wedding-aniversary.html' title='50th Wedding Aniversary'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-250138338616679144</id><published>2007-06-29T05:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T06:06:42.618-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The New Hemingway Hall</title><content type='html'>A visitor to a certain college paused to admire the new Hemingway Hall that had been built on campus.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s a pleasure to see a building named for Ernest Hemingway,&amp;quot; he said.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Actually,&amp;quot; said his guide, &amp;quot;it&amp;#39;s named for Joshua Hemingway. No relation.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The visitor was astonished. &amp;quot;Was Joshua Hemingway a writer, also?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes, in deed,&amp;quot; said his guide. &amp;quot;He wrote a check.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-250138338616679144?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/250138338616679144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/250138338616679144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/new-hemingway-hall.html' title='The New Hemingway Hall'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-8616972727567481022</id><published>2007-06-29T05:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:51:34.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Birthday Present</title><content type='html'>"Hello, is this the Sheriff's Office?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Yes. What can I do for you?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"I'm calling to report 'bout my neighbor Virgil Smith.... He's hidin' Marijuana inside his firewood! Don't quite know how he gets it inside them logs, but he's hidin' it there."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Thank you very much for the call, sir."&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;The next day, the Sheriff's Deputies descend on Virgil's house. They search the shed where the firewood is kept. Using axes, they bust open Every piece of wood, but find no marijuana. They sneer at Virgil and leave. Shortly, the phone rings at Virgil's house.&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Hey, Virgil! This here's Floyd.... Did the Sheriff come?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Yeah!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Did they chop your firewood?"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Yep!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;"Happy Birthday, buddy!"&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;This smile is sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.southofdenver.com/"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-8616972727567481022?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8616972727567481022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8616972727567481022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/birthday-present.html' title='The Birthday Present'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5124736926051014309</id><published>2007-06-25T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:51:34.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Strange</title><content type='html'>*** This one is dedicated to all of my attorney friends! ***&lt;p&gt;A lawyer named Strange died, and his friend asked the tombstone maker to&lt;br&gt;inscribe on his tombstone,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Here lies Strange, an honest man, and a lawyer.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The inscriber insisted that such an inscription would be confusing, for&lt;br&gt;passersby would tend to think that three men were buried under the stone.&lt;p&gt;Instead, he would inscribe, &amp;quot;Here lies a man who was both honest and a&lt;br&gt;lawyer.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;That way, whenever anyone walked by the tombstone and read it, they would be&lt;br&gt;certain to remark: &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s Strange!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5124736926051014309?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5124736926051014309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5124736926051014309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/strange.html' title='Strange'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5863840350017091382</id><published>2007-06-22T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:51:34.372-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>How Much Is Two Plus Two?</title><content type='html'>A university committee was selecting a new dean.&lt;p&gt;They had narrowed the candidates down to a mathematician, an economist and a&lt;br&gt;lawyer.&lt;p&gt;Each was asked this question during their interview:&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;How much is two plus two?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The mathematician answered immediately, &amp;quot;Four.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The economist thought for several minutes and finally answered, &amp;quot;Four, plus&lt;br&gt;or minus one.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Finally the lawyer stood up, peered around the room and motioned silently&lt;br&gt;for the committee members to gather close to him.&lt;p&gt;In a hushed, conspiratorial tone, he replied, &amp;quot;How much do you want it to&lt;br&gt;be?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5863840350017091382?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5863840350017091382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5863840350017091382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-much-is-two-plus-two.html' title='How Much Is Two Plus Two?'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-8027090593838308919</id><published>2007-06-21T06:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T05:51:34.373-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>I'll do anything...</title><content type='html'>A woman is sitting at a bar enjoying an after work cocktail with her&lt;br&gt;girlfriends when an exceptionally tall, handsome, middle-aged man enters.&lt;p&gt;He is so striking that the woman can not take her eyes off him. The man&lt;br&gt;notices her overly attentive stares and walks directly toward her.&lt;p&gt;Before she can offer her apologies for rudely staring he leans over and&lt;br&gt;whispers, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll do anything, absolutely anything that you want me to do for&lt;br&gt;$20... But, on one condition.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Flabbergasted, the woman asks what the condition is.&lt;p&gt;The man replies, &amp;quot;You have to tell me what you want me to do in just three&lt;br&gt;words.&amp;quot; &lt;p&gt;The woman considers his proposition for a moment and then removes a $20 bill&lt;br&gt;from her purse, which she presses&lt;br&gt;into the man&amp;#39;s hand along with her address.&lt;p&gt;She then looks deeply into his eyes, and slowly, and meaningfully says,&lt;br&gt;&amp;quot;Clean my house!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-8027090593838308919?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8027090593838308919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8027090593838308919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/ill-do-anything.html' title='I&apos;ll do anything...'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-1711863616748485497</id><published>2007-06-19T07:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:11:43.824-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Three Fathers in a Hospital's Waiting Room</title><content type='html'>There were three fathers to be in a hospital waiting room, waiting for their&lt;br&gt;babies to be born.&lt;p&gt;The first nurse comes out and tells the first father, &amp;quot;Congratulations&lt;br&gt;you&amp;#39;re the father of twins!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;He says, &amp;quot;Great! I am the manager for the Minnesota Twins.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The second nurse comes out and tells the second father, &amp;quot;Congratulations&lt;br&gt;you&amp;#39;re the father of triplets&amp;quot;!&lt;p&gt;He says, &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s cool! I work for 3M.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The third father opens the window and jumps out.&lt;p&gt;The third nurse comes out, and asks, &amp;quot;Where&amp;#39;s the third father?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;One of the other fathers said, &amp;quot;Oh he jumped out the window.&amp;quot; ...&lt;p&gt;The nurse asks, &amp;quot;Why?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;He replied, &amp;quot;He works for Seven Up!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-1711863616748485497?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1711863616748485497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1711863616748485497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-fathers-in-hospitals-waiting-room.html' title='Three Fathers in a Hospital&apos;s Waiting Room'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-3679039150833734453</id><published>2007-06-19T07:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T08:11:43.825-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Two Priests &amp; A Policeman</title><content type='html'>Two priests were riding very fast on a motorcycle.&lt;p&gt;They were promptly stopped by a policeman who said, &amp;quot;What do you think you&lt;br&gt;are doing? What if you have an accident?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;One of the priest says, &amp;quot;Don&amp;#39;t worry, my son. Jesus is with us.&amp;quot; ...&lt;p&gt;The policeman says, &amp;quot;In that case, I have to book you. Three people are not&lt;br&gt;allowed to ride on a motorcycle.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-3679039150833734453?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3679039150833734453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3679039150833734453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/fw-jokes-journal-two-priests-policeman.html' title='Two Priests &amp; A Policeman'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-7118266111005864841</id><published>2007-06-16T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:21:53.244-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughing baby'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>I dare you not to smile!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/le4FBuKEJ-Y"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/le4FBuKEJ-Y" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-7118266111005864841?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7118266111005864841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7118266111005864841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-is-nothing-funnier-than-laughing.html' title='I dare you not to smile!'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5744107293142597248</id><published>2007-06-16T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:14:25.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Concerned About Security</title><content type='html'>A friend and I stayed at a Chicago hotel while attending a convention. Since&lt;br&gt;we weren&amp;#39;t used to the big city, we were overly concerned about security.&lt;p&gt;The first night we placed a chair against the door and stacked our luggage&lt;br&gt;on it. To complete the barricade, we put the trash can on top. If an&lt;br&gt;intruder tried to break in, we&amp;#39;d be sure to hear him.&lt;p&gt;Around 1 a.m. there was a knock on the door.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Who is it?&amp;quot; my friend asked nervously.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Honey,&amp;quot; a woman on the other side yelled, &amp;quot;you left your key in the door.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5744107293142597248?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5744107293142597248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5744107293142597248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/concerned-about-security.html' title='Concerned About Security'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-2652801347921060727</id><published>2007-06-16T08:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:14:25.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Race</title><content type='html'>Two gas men were out checking meters in a residential neighborhood one day.&lt;br&gt;They parked the truck at the end of the street and worked their way up the&lt;br&gt;street.&lt;p&gt;At the last house, a woman watched from her kitchen window as they checked&lt;br&gt;her meter.&lt;p&gt;Finally finishing their work, the older man, a supervisor, challenged the&lt;br&gt;younger man, his trainee, to a race back to their truck, wanting to prove&lt;br&gt;that an older man could still beat a younger man.&lt;p&gt;They raced back to the truck, with the supervisor holding a lead, when they&lt;br&gt;noticed that the woman from the last house was racing up behind them. They&lt;br&gt;stopped until she caught up and asked what was wrong.&lt;p&gt;As she gasped for breath, she said,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;When I saw you two gas men running as hard as you could, I figured I&amp;#39;d&lt;br&gt;better run too!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;This smile sponsored by &lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-2652801347921060727?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/2652801347921060727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/2652801347921060727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/race.html' title='The Race'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-1685365366884844805</id><published>2007-06-15T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T08:14:25.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Scottish Sheep</title><content type='html'>A mathematician, a physicist, and an engineer were traveling through&lt;br&gt;Scotland when they saw a black sheep through the window of the train.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Aha,&amp;quot; says the engineer, &amp;quot;I see that Scottish sheep are black.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Hmm,&amp;quot; says the physicist, &amp;quot;You mean that some Scottish sheep are black.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; says the mathematician, &amp;quot;All we know is that there is at least one&lt;br&gt;sheep in Scotland, and that at least one side of that one sheep is black!&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-1685365366884844805?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1685365366884844805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1685365366884844805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/scottish-sheep.html' title='The Scottish Sheep'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-4599250781103959098</id><published>2007-06-12T17:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:50:25.943-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Tomatoes</title><content type='html'>A small boy was looking at the red ripe tomatoes growing in the farmer&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;garden.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll give you my two pennies for that tomato,&amp;quot; said the boy pointing to a&lt;br&gt;beautiful, large, ripe fruit hanging on the vine.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;No,&amp;quot; said the farmer, &amp;quot;I get a dime for a tomato like that one.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The small boy pointed to a smaller green one, &amp;quot;Will you take two pennies for&lt;br&gt;that one?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Yes,&amp;quot; replied the farmer, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll give you that one for two cents.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;OK,&amp;quot; said the lad, sealing the deal by putting the coins in the farmer&amp;#39;s&lt;br&gt;hand, &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;ll pick it up in about a week.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-4599250781103959098?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4599250781103959098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4599250781103959098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/tomatoes.html' title='Tomatoes'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5783125049398800963</id><published>2007-06-11T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:19:42.213-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Talented Engineer</title><content type='html'>The authorities were leading a priest, a drunkard and an engineer to the&lt;br&gt;guillotine. They asked the priest if he wanted to face up or down when he&lt;br&gt;meets his fate.&lt;p&gt;The priest said that he would like to face up so that he will be looking&lt;br&gt;toward heaven when he dies. So, they raise the blade of the guillotine,&lt;br&gt;release it and it comes speeding down and suddenly stops just inches from&lt;br&gt;his neck.&lt;p&gt;The authorities take this as divine intervention and release the priest.&lt;p&gt;Next the drunkard comes to the guillotine. He also decides to die face up&lt;br&gt;hoping that he will be as fortunate as the priest. They raise the blade of&lt;br&gt;the guillotine, release it and it comes speeding down and suddenly stops&lt;br&gt;just inches from his neck.&lt;p&gt;So, the authorities release the drunkard as well.&lt;p&gt;Next is the engineer. He also decides to die facing up. They slowly raise&lt;br&gt;the blade of the guillotine when suddenly the engineer shouts, &amp;quot;WAIT!. I&lt;br&gt;think the problem is right there where the cable is binding!&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5783125049398800963?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5783125049398800963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5783125049398800963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/talented-engineer.html' title='Talented Engineer'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-4256371864775408008</id><published>2007-06-07T13:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:19:42.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Conducting A Music Class</title><content type='html'>A band director was having a lot of trouble with one drummer. He talked and talked and talked with the drummer, and performance simply didn't improve. &lt;p&gt;Finally, before the whole band, he said, "When a musician just can't handle his instrument and doesn't improve when given help, they take away the instrument, and give him two sticks, and make him a drummer." &lt;p&gt;A stage whisper was heard from the percussion section: &lt;p&gt;"And if he can't handle even that, they take away one of his sticks and make him a conductor." &lt;p&gt;Sponsored by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.SouthOfDenver.com"&gt;www.SouthOfDenver.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-4256371864775408008?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4256371864775408008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4256371864775408008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/conducting-music-class.html' title='Conducting A Music Class'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-1764367042945569451</id><published>2007-06-06T13:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:19:42.214-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Couple Next Door</title><content type='html'>One evening wife drew her husband's attention to the couple next door and said, &lt;p&gt;"Do you see that couple? How devoted they are? He kisses her every time they meet. Why don't you do that?" &lt;p&gt;"I would love to," replied the husband, "but I don't know her well enough."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-1764367042945569451?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1764367042945569451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1764367042945569451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/couple-next-door.html' title='The Couple Next Door'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-1652191936877119463</id><published>2007-06-06T12:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:19:42.215-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>First Day at School</title><content type='html'>The child comes home from his first day at school.&lt;p&gt;His mother asks, &amp;quot;Well, what did you learn today?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The kid replies, &amp;quot;Not enough. They want me to come back tomorrow.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-1652191936877119463?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1652191936877119463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/1652191936877119463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/first-day-at-school.html' title='First Day at School'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-2047191285576264352</id><published>2007-06-06T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T15:19:36.869-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the evolution of dance'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Evolution of Dance</title><content type='html'>This is incredibly funny! How many of these dances have you done?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dMH0bHeiRNg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-2047191285576264352?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/2047191285576264352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/2047191285576264352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/evolution-of-dance.html' title='The Evolution of Dance'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-3508862450194745553</id><published>2007-06-05T15:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:37:42.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Microsoft Air</title><content type='html'>There was a pilot flying a small single engine charter plane, with a couple&lt;br&gt;of very important executives on board. He was coming into Seattle airport&lt;br&gt;through thick fog with less than 10 miles visibility when his instruments&lt;br&gt;went out. So, he began circling around looking for a landmark.&lt;p&gt;After an hour or so, he starts running pretty low on fuel and the passengers&lt;br&gt;are getting very nervous.&lt;p&gt;Finally, a small opening in the fog appears and he sees a tall building with&lt;br&gt;one guy working alone on the fifth floor.&lt;p&gt;The pilot banks the plane around, rolls down the window and shouts to the&lt;br&gt;guy, &amp;quot;Hey where am I?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;To this, the solitary office worker replies, &amp;quot;You&amp;#39;re in a plane.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The pilot rolls up the window, executes a 275 degree turn and proceeds to&lt;br&gt;execute a perfect blind landing on the runway of the airport 5 miles away.&lt;br&gt;Just as the plane stops, so does the engine as the fuel has run out.&lt;p&gt;The passengers are amazed and one asks how he did it.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Simple,&amp;quot; replies the pilot, &amp;quot;I asked the guy in that building a simple&lt;br&gt;question. The answer he gave me was 100 percent correct but absolutely&lt;br&gt;useless, therefore that must be Microsoft&amp;#39;s support office and from there&lt;br&gt;the airport is just five miles due East.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-3508862450194745553?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3508862450194745553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/3508862450194745553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/microsoft-air.html' title='Microsoft Air'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-8282818342445987728</id><published>2007-06-05T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T07:37:42.530-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Grasshopper</title><content type='html'>A grasshopper goes into a neighborhood bar.&lt;p&gt;The bartender looks at him and says, &amp;quot;I am delighted to&lt;br&gt;see you here. Do you know that we have a drink named&lt;br&gt;after you?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;The grasshopper pauses for a minute and replies,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Why did you name a drink Daniel?&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-8282818342445987728?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8282818342445987728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/8282818342445987728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/grasshopper.html' title='The Grasshopper'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-7020323107424475068</id><published>2007-06-04T08:36:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T08:40:32.515-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Moth Man</title><content type='html'>A guy walks into a dentist&amp;#39;s office and flops right down on the couch.&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Doc&amp;quot;, he says, &amp;quot;Here&amp;#39;s the problem. I think I&amp;#39;m a moth&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well&amp;quot;, says the doctor, &amp;quot;That certainly is a problem, but why did you come&lt;br&gt;into a dentist&amp;#39;s office?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;The light was on.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-7020323107424475068?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7020323107424475068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/7020323107424475068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/moth-man_04.html' title='Moth Man'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-4757832413782145018</id><published>2007-06-01T10:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:16:17.433-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Grandpa's Driving</title><content type='html'>Grandpa was driving with his 9 year old granddaughter and beeped the horn by mistake. She turned and looked at him for an explanation. &lt;p&gt;He said, "I did that by accident." &lt;p&gt;She replied, "I know that, Grandpa." &lt;p&gt;He replied, "How did you know?" &lt;p&gt;She said, "Because you didn't say 'idiot!' afterwards."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-4757832413782145018?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4757832413782145018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/4757832413782145018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/grandpas-driving.html' title='Grandpa&apos;s Driving'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-5400434587575057893</id><published>2007-06-01T10:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T10:11:05.759-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>Get Off The Corner!</title><content type='html'>A rookie police officer was assigned to ride in a cruiser with an&lt;br&gt;experienced partner. A call came over the car&amp;#39;s radio telling them to&lt;br&gt;disperse some people who were loitering.&lt;p&gt;The officers drove to the street and observed a small crowd standing on a&lt;br&gt;corner. The rookie rolled down his window and said,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s get off the corner.&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;No one moved, so he barked again, &amp;quot;Let&amp;#39;s get off the corner!&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;Intimidated, the group of people began to leave, casting puzzled glances in&lt;br&gt;his direction. Proud of his first official act, the young policeman turned&lt;br&gt;to his partner and asked,&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Well, how did I do?&amp;quot;&lt;p&gt;&amp;quot;Pretty good,&amp;quot; replied the veteran, &amp;quot;especially since this is a bus stop.&amp;quot;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-5400434587575057893?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5400434587575057893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/5400434587575057893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/get-off-corner.html' title='Get Off The Corner!'/><author><name>Brian L. Thomas</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00571118686068490767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VzfOj5hw7Fg/S5MRjL_-MdI/AAAAAAAAACI/OenvpDWTZPg/S220/Brian+Thomas+116+T+color+WEB+ONLY.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5348280745069504339.post-6290197724862218710</id><published>2007-06-01T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T09:56:45.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cartoons'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny stories'/><title type='text'>The Meat Market</title><content type='html'>A cannibal entered the meat market to buy something nice for dinner. The owner greeted him and told him to look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cannibal began to inspect the meat case and noticed the market specialized in brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon further inspection he noticed a marked disparity between the costs of brain meats. A carpenter's brain sells for $1.50 per pound. A plumber's brain sells for $2.25 per pound. He noticed with alarm that a politician's brain sells for $375.00 a pound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With not a little curiosity he asked the owner why the huge difference in price between the similar meats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The owner responded with a deadpan look on his face, "Do you realize how many politicians it takes to get a pound&lt;br /&gt;of brains?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;http://www.southofdenver.com&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5348280745069504339-6290197724862218710?l=weeklysmile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6290197724862218710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5348280745069504339/posts/default/6290197724862218710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://weeklysmile.blogspot.com/2007/06/meat-market.html' title='The Meat Market'/><author><name>Brian L. 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