<?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-25322790</id><updated>2011-12-15T03:01:42.670Z</updated><title type='text'>Shacks Joke Pad</title><subtitle type='html'>***WARNING*** As the title states this is my Joke Pad. It contains jokes I have collected over the years from all different sources. This blog is for the open minded who dont take offence. If you are offended easily please look else where. This blog is not politically or morally correct it's just me having a laugh and hoping you have a laugh as well.

ANY PICTURES OR JOKES YOU'D LIKE TO SHARE PLEASE SEND THEM TO- shacksjokepad@hotmail.co.uk</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>718</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5281001750100317163</id><published>2011-10-22T11:13:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:13:33.439Z</updated><title type='text'>Paddy &amp; Mick</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paddy and Mick go to London to donate sperm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;It was a disaster! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Paddy missed the tube and Mick came on the bus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5281001750100317163?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5281001750100317163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5281001750100317163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5281001750100317163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5281001750100317163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/10/paddy-mick.html' title='Paddy &amp; Mick'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-899819854599651500</id><published>2011-10-22T11:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:12:09.568Z</updated><title type='text'>Grandma</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A man moves into a nudist colony. He receives a letter from his grandmother asking him to send her a current photo of himself in his new location.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Too embarrassed to let her know that he lives in a nudist colony, he cuts a photo in half and mails it. The next day he discovers that he had accidentally sent the bottom half of the photo. He's really worried but then remembers how bad his grandmother's eyesight is, and hopes she won't notice.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A few weeks later, he receives a letter from his Grandmother. It says, "Thank you for the picture. Change your hairstyle... it makes your nose look too short. Love, Grandma"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-899819854599651500?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/899819854599651500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=899819854599651500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/899819854599651500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/899819854599651500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/10/grandma.html' title='Grandma'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-559976736031929652</id><published>2011-10-22T11:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-22T11:08:39.175Z</updated><title type='text'>They Walk Among Us</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I stopped at Mc Donalds and ordered some fries. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The girl behind the counter said would you like some fries with that?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-559976736031929652?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/559976736031929652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=559976736031929652&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/559976736031929652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/559976736031929652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/10/they-walk-among-us.html' title='They Walk Among Us'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-7788347783658857737</id><published>2011-07-21T17:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-07-21T17:33:50.932Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eonyAyoq-fM/Tihi-VtupQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1jP89jvwduE/s1600/clamp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eonyAyoq-fM/Tihi-VtupQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1jP89jvwduE/s320/clamp.jpg" alt="" 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title=''/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eonyAyoq-fM/Tihi-VtupQI/AAAAAAAAAZE/1jP89jvwduE/s72-c/clamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5819120426623400956</id><published>2011-06-29T21:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-29T21:45:36.340Z</updated><title type='text'>German</title><content type='html'>&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;A German walks into a library and ask for a book on war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:1}"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;The librarian says "Fuck off you lost the last two".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5819120426623400956?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5819120426623400956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5819120426623400956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5819120426623400956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5819120426623400956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/06/german.html' title='German'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1757035601244454455</id><published>2011-06-28T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:23:11.687Z</updated><title type='text'>i Pad</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I've heard that Apple have scrapped their plans for the new children's iPod after realising that iTouch Kids is not a good product name.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1757035601244454455?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1757035601244454455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=1757035601244454455&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1757035601244454455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1757035601244454455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/06/i-pad.html' title='i Pad'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1734418270677037234</id><published>2011-06-28T20:21:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:21:46.681Z</updated><title type='text'>Another Quiz Question</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;One of the other questions was to name two things commonly found in cells. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;It appears that Scousers and Pikeys is not the correct answer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1734418270677037234?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1734418270677037234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=1734418270677037234&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1734418270677037234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1734418270677037234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/06/another-quiz-question.html' title='Another Quiz Question'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-6888207002948283152</id><published>2011-06-28T20:19:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:19:42.756Z</updated><title type='text'>Pub Quiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;In a pub quiz the other day I lost by one point. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The question was where do women mostly have curly hair? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Apparently, it's Africa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6888207002948283152?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6888207002948283152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=6888207002948283152&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6888207002948283152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6888207002948283152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2011/06/pub-quiz.html' title='Pub Quiz'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-767422966362988798</id><published>2011-06-28T20:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-06-28T20:09:23.545Z</updated><title type='text'>Grandpa</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;My small grandson got lost at the shopping mall.......... He approached a uniformed security guard and said, "I've lost my grandpa!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guard asked, "What's his name?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Grandpa" The guard smiled then asked, "What's he like?" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The little tyke hesitated for a moment and then replied, "Jack Daniels and women with big tits."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-767422966362988798?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/767422966362988798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=767422966362988798&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-6920251924209530423</id><published>2011-02-02T06:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-02-02T06:57:18.089Z</updated><title type='text'>Suicide</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;After both suffering depression for a while the wife &amp;amp; I were going to commit suicide yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But strangely enough once she killed herself I started to feel a lot better, so I thought foook it, soldier on!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3232637972865506153</id><published>2010-11-08T21:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-08T21:39:07.383Z</updated><title type='text'>Dragons Den</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I went on Dragons Den the other night and showed them my dads old shotgun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peter Jones said " and whats your idea?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I replied "it's a simple concept Peter, just put the money in the f***ing 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Den'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5296834686598480993</id><published>2010-10-09T09:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-09T09:09:02.365Z</updated><title type='text'>Brilliant</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/TLAxKf2ep5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/_3S5TPOEdjs/s1600/man+u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5525970799202051986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/TLAxKf2ep5I/AAAAAAAAAYU/_3S5TPOEdjs/s320/man+u.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kind permission of Dai Ransom&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5296834686598480993?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5296834686598480993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5296834686598480993&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5296834686598480993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5296834686598480993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/10/brilliant.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-4215386232211186668</id><published>2010-08-30T19:57:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-08-30T19:57:41.499Z</updated><title type='text'>Sharks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;Two great white sharks&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;swimming in the ocean spied survivors of a sunken  ship.  "Follow me son" the father shark&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;said to the son shark and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;they  swam to the mass of people.  "First we swim around them a few times with just  the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;tip of our fins showing."  And they  did.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Well done, son!  Now we swim  around them a few times with all of our fins showing." And they did.  "Now we  eat everybody." And they did.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;When they were both gorged, the son  asked,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;"Dad, why didn't we just eat  them all at first?  Why did we swim&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;around and around them?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;His wise father replied, "Because  they&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:180%;"&gt;taste better with their intestines  cleaned out!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-4215386232211186668?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4215386232211186668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=4215386232211186668&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4215386232211186668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4215386232211186668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/08/sharks.html' title='Sharks'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' 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Can you help us?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I can!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Do you know a Ted Houlihan?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I do!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Is he a member of your congregation?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He is!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Did he donate £10,000 to the church?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'He will.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-2851328625483148872?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/2851328625483148872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=2851328625483148872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/2851328625483148872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/2851328625483148872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/04/dona.html' title='Donation'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1978025291579058959</id><published>2010-04-11T08:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-04-11T08:34:22.353Z</updated><title type='text'>Golf Round</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Dave hit his ball into the woods and found it in a patch of pretty yellow buttercups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to get his ball back in play, he ended up thrashing just about every buttercup in the patch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of a sudden, POOF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a flash and puff of smoke, a little old woman appeared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She said, 'I'm Mother Nature!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know how long it took me to make those buttercups?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just for doing what you have done, you won't have any butter for your popcorn for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better still, you won't have any butter for your toast for the rest of your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a matter of fact, you'll never have any butter for anything the rest of your life!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then POOF! She was gone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Dave recovered from the shock, he hollered for his friend,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Fred, where are you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fred yells back 'I'm over here in the pussywillows.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave shouts back, 'DON'T SWING, Fred&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE LOVE OF GOD, DON'T SWING!'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1978025291579058959?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1978025291579058959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=1978025291579058959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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'Why do you do that, mommy?' he asked. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'To make myself beautiful,' said his mother, who then began removing the cream with a tissue. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'What's the matter, asked Larry 'Giving up?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-4248076471042745548?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4248076471042745548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=4248076471042745548&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4248076471042745548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4248076471042745548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-larry_13.html' title='Little Larry'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1494336486986146257</id><published>2010-02-13T10:25:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T10:25:54.921Z</updated><title type='text'>Little Larry</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A new teacher was trying to make use of her psychology courses. She started her class by saying, 'Everyone who thinks they're stupid, stand up!' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After a few seconds, Little Larry stood up. The teacher said, 'Do you think you're stupid, Larry?' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'No, ma'am, but I hate to see you standing there all by yourself!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1494336486986146257?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1494336486986146257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=1494336486986146257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1494336486986146257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/1494336486986146257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/02/little-larry.html' title='Little Larry'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5912049332025129357</id><published>2010-01-28T20:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:44:38.393Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/S2H3L4oXM2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xkXFWhwak7Y/s1600-h/cimg5795.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 182px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431894409137828706" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/S2H3L4oXM2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xkXFWhwak7Y/s320/cimg5795.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5912049332025129357?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5912049332025129357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5912049332025129357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5912049332025129357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5912049332025129357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/01/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/S2H3L4oXM2I/AAAAAAAAAVE/xkXFWhwak7Y/s72-c/cimg5795.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3988783604744237755</id><published>2010-01-28T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-28T20:44:02.653Z</updated><title type='text'>Doctor</title><content type='html'>A man goes to his doctor for his physical and gets sent to the&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Urologist as a precaution. When he gets there, he discovers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the urologist is a very attractive female doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The female doctor says, 'I'm going to check your prostate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today, but this new procedure is a little different from what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you are probably used to. I want you to lie on your right side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bend your knees, then while I check your prostate, take a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep breath and say, '99'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy obeys and says, '99'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor says, 'Great. Now turn over on your left side and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;again, while I repeat the check, please take a deep breath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and say, '99.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the guy says, '99.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor said, 'Very good. Now then, I want you to lie on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your back with your knees raised slightly. 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You'll have to drive around in a merceded, uniform provided. Because of the long hours, meals will be provided and you'll also be required to escort the job lady on holiday. The salary is 200k a years".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;The scousers says "Your bullshitting me !"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;"Well you fucking started it!" replies the man.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1574883551635586793?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1574883551635586793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The whole bar turns around to watch/ The other bloke says " Go home dad your pissed!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-4806404716665979769?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4806404716665979769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=4806404716665979769&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4806404716665979769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Blackburn Rovers Scarf!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-434845020048351708?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/434845020048351708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=434845020048351708&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/434845020048351708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/434845020048351708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/01/whats.html' title='Whats????'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-8747181557975755755</id><published>2010-01-01T12:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-01T12:26:38.456Z</updated><title type='text'>2 Rats</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Two rats in a sewer are talking to each other. One says to the other " I'm sick of eating this shit".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The other rats says, "it's ok I've spoken to the lads were on the piss tomorrow!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-8747181557975755755?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8747181557975755755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=8747181557975755755&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8747181557975755755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8747181557975755755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2010/01/2-rats.html' title='2 Rats'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3697614300794241346</id><published>2009-12-26T13:38:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:38:48.824Z</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR CHRISTMAS &amp;amp; 2010  Regards Shacks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-3697614300794241346?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3697614300794241346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=3697614300794241346&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3697614300794241346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3697614300794241346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1321953599461846297</id><published>2009-12-20T19:47:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T19:48:33.804Z</updated><title type='text'>Sweaty Arse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sy5_iTnSGCI/AAAAAAAAAU8/9tjh40SEhnQ/s1600-h/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417407629130602530" style="DISPLAY: block; 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A wii fit...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6081946071035459470?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6081946071035459470/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=6081946071035459470&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6081946071035459470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6081946071035459470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/12/christmas.html' title='Christmas'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-8368599932454871701</id><published>2009-12-09T22:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T22:33:15.260Z</updated><title type='text'>Laptop</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Women complain about balancing a career and a home life.......... they want to try balancing a laptop while having a wank.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-8368599932454871701?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8368599932454871701/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=8368599932454871701&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8368599932454871701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8368599932454871701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/12/women-complain-about-balancing-career.html' title='Laptop'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-9196699119687925847</id><published>2009-11-09T11:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:28:39.930Z</updated><title type='text'>Scouser's Join Ferrari</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"The Ferrari F1 team fired their entire pit crew yesterday."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This announcement followed Ferrari's decision to take advantage of the British government's 'Work for your Dole' scheme and employ some Liverpudlian youngsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The decision to hire them was brought about by a recent documentary on how unemployed youths from Toxteth were able to remove a set of wheels in less than 6 seconds without proper equipment, whereas Ferrari's existing crew could only do it in 8 seconds with millions of pounds worth of high tech equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was thought to be an excellent, bold move by the Ferrari management team as most races are won and lost in the pits, giving Ferrari an advantage over every other team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Ferrari got more than they bargained for! At the crew's first practice session, not only was the scouse pit crew able to change all four wheels in under 6 seconds but, within 12 seconds, they had re-sprayed, re-badged and sold the car to the Mclaren team for 8 cases of Stella, a bag of weed and some photos of Lewis Hamilton's bird in the shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-9196699119687925847?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/9196699119687925847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=9196699119687925847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/9196699119687925847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/9196699119687925847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/11/scousers-join-ferrari.html' title='Scouser&apos;s Join Ferrari'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-8043610903378766032</id><published>2009-11-09T09:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T09:50:17.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Arrest</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A female police officer arrests a man for drunk driving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She tells the man, "Sir, you have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be held against you..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drunk says, "Tits."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-8043610903378766032?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8043610903378766032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=8043610903378766032&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8043610903378766032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8043610903378766032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/11/arrest.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3676371016367551067</id><published>2009-09-21T17:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-09-21T17:45:39.831Z</updated><title type='text'>Clitoris</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Q: What is the medical term for the fatty tissue surrounding the clitoris?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A: The wife!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-3676371016367551067?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3676371016367551067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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I said, 'How can you tell the difference?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;He said 'the brother has got a moustache!’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-8384194842730827744?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8384194842730827744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=8384194842730827744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8384194842730827744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-7650089605959662602</id><published>2009-09-07T20:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-09-07T20:23:40.911Z</updated><title type='text'>Three Dogs</title><content type='html'>Three dogs were sitting in the waiting room at the vet's when&lt;br /&gt;they struck up a conversation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Labrador turned to the Chocolate Labrador and said, 'So, why are you here?'The Chocolate Lab replied, 'I'm a pisser. I piss on everything . . . the sofa, the curtains, the cat, the kids. But the final straw was last night when I pissed in the middle of my owner's bed. The Yellow Lab said, 'So what is the vet going to do?''Gonna cut my nuts off,' came the reply from the Chocolate Lab. 'They reckon it'll calm me down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Yellow Lab then turned to the Black Labrador and asked, 'Why are you here?'The Black Lab said, 'I'm a digger. I dig under fences, dig up flowers and trees, I dig just for the hell of it. When I'm inside, I dig up the carpets. But I went over the line last night when I dug a great big hole in my owners' couch.''So what are they going to do to you?' the Yellow Lab inquired.'Looks like I'm losing my nuts, too', the dejected Black Lab said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Black Lab then turned to the Yellow Lab and asked, 'Why are you here?''I'm a humper,' the Yellow Lab said. 'I'll hump anything. I'll hump the cat, a pillow, the table, fence posts, whatever. I want to hump everything I see. Yesterday, my owner had just got out of the shower and was bending down to dry her toes and I just couldn't help myself. I hopped on her back and started hammering away'.&lt;br /&gt;The Black and the Chocolate Labs exchanged a sad glance and said, 'So, nuts off for you too, huh?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Yellow Lab said, 'No, I'm here to get my nails clipped!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-7650089605959662602?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7650089605959662602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=7650089605959662602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7650089605959662602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7650089605959662602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/09/three-dogs.html' title='Three Dogs'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-4263273971205319144</id><published>2009-08-30T09:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:33:17.337Z</updated><title type='text'>Teacher</title><content type='html'>A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales. The teacher said it was physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irritated, the teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human; it was physically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl replied, "Then you ask him".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-4263273971205319144?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4263273971205319144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=4263273971205319144&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4263273971205319144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4263273971205319144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/08/teacher.html' title='Teacher'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5785045847863814654</id><published>2009-08-30T09:27:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-08-30T09:27:39.919Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SppF_8oL4sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UGu7nlh1kiE/s1600-h/gaviscom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 61px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375686070128861890" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SppF_8oL4sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UGu7nlh1kiE/s320/gaviscom.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5785045847863814654?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5785045847863814654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5785045847863814654&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5785045847863814654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5785045847863814654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SppF_8oL4sI/AAAAAAAAAUU/UGu7nlh1kiE/s72-c/gaviscom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-4450677495941057631</id><published>2009-08-15T14:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:40:47.525Z</updated><title type='text'>Bikers Bar</title><content type='html'>A drunken man walks into a bikers bar, sits down at the bar and orders a drink. Looking around, he sees three men sitting at a corner table. He gets up, staggers to the table, leans over, looks the biggest, meanest, biker in the face and says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'I went by your grandma's house today and I saw her in the hallway buck naked. Man, she is one fine looking woman!'&lt;br /&gt;#&lt;br /&gt;The biker looks at him and doesn't say a word. His buddies are confused, because he is one bad bikie and would fight at the drop of a hat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drunk leans on the table again and says: 'I got it on with your grandma and she is good, the best I ever had!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bikie's buddies are starting to get really mad but the bikie still says nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The drunk leans on the table one more time and says, 'I'll tell you something else, boy, your grandma liked it!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this point the bikie stands up, takes the drunk by the shoulderslooks him square in the eyes and says..................... &lt;br /&gt;'Grandpa;....... Go home!     You're bloody drunk.' . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-4450677495941057631?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/4450677495941057631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=4450677495941057631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4450677495941057631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/4450677495941057631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/08/bikers-bar.html' title='Bikers Bar'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3269334644603404963</id><published>2009-08-15T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:37:17.091Z</updated><title type='text'>Old Biker</title><content type='html'>A crusty old biker out on a long summer ride in the country pulls up to a tavern in the middle of no where, parks his bike and walks inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As he passes through the swinging doors, he sees a sign hanging over the bar:&lt;br /&gt;COLD BEER: $2.00&lt;br /&gt;HAMBURGER: $2.25&lt;br /&gt;CHEESEBURGER: $2.50&lt;br /&gt;CHICKEN SANDWICH: $3.50&lt;br /&gt;HAND JOB: $50.00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Checking his wallet to be sure he has the necessary payment, the ole' biker  walks up to the bar and beckons to the exceptionally attractive female bartender who is serving drinks to a couple of sun-wrinkled farmers.She glides down behind the bar to the ole biker."Yes?" she inquires with a wide, knowing smile, "may I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ole biker leans over the bar, "I was wondering young lady," he whispers, "are you the one who gives the hand-jobs?"She looks into his eyes with that wide smile and purrs "Why yes, yes, I sure am".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ole' biker leans closer and into her left ear whispers softly, "Well, wash your hands real good, cause I want a cheeseburger".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-3269334644603404963?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-9031438339693889253</id><published>2009-08-10T21:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-08-10T21:13:09.607Z</updated><title type='text'>Deer Gag</title><content type='html'>This is brilliant..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a57af398cc5c51ff" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-7876939066754901034</id><published>2009-08-04T13:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:40:09.529Z</updated><title type='text'>Three Naked Black Men</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;At the National Art Gallery in Dublin , a husband and wife were staring at a portrait that had them completely confused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The painting depicted three black men totally naked sitting on a park bench. Two of the figures had black willies,but the one in the middle had a pink willie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The curator of the gallery realized that they were having trouble interpreting the painting and offered his assessment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He went on for over half an hour explaining how it depicted the sexual emasculation of blackmen in a predominately white, patriarchal society. 'In fact, 'he pointed out, some serious critics believe that the pink willie also reflects the cultural and sociological oppression experienced by gay men in contemporary society.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the curator left, an Irishman, approached the couple and said, 'Would you like to know what the painting is really about?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Now why would you claim to be more of an expert than the curator of the gallery?' asked the couple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Because I'm the guy who painted it,' he replied. 'In fact, there are no black men depicted at all. They're just three Irish coal miners."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The guy in the middle went home for lunch."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-7876939066754901034?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7876939066754901034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=7876939066754901034&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7876939066754901034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7876939066754901034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/08/three-naked-black-men.html' title='Three Naked Black Men'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-7917448210790950734</id><published>2009-08-04T13:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:33:54.500Z</updated><title type='text'>Medical Students.</title><content type='html'>Two medical students were walking along the street when they saw an old man walking with his legs spread apart. He was stiff-legged and walking slowly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One student said to his friend: "I'm sure that poor old man has Peltry Syndrome. Those people walk just like that."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other student says: "No, I don't think so. The old man surely has Zovitzki Syndrome. He walks slowly and his legs are apart just as we learned in class."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since they couldn't agree they decided to ask the old man. They approached him and one of the students said to him:&lt;br /&gt;"We're medical students and couldn't help but notice the way you walk, but we couldn't agree on the syndrome you might have. Could you tell us what it is?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, "I'll tell you, but first you tell me what you two fine medical students think."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first student said, "I think it's Peltry Syndrome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, "You thought....... But you are wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other student said, "I think you have Zovitzki Syndrome."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, "You thought....... But you are wrong."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they asked him, "Well, old timer, what do you have?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old man said, "I thought it was GAS......................But I was wrong,too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-7917448210790950734?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7917448210790950734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=7917448210790950734&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7917448210790950734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7917448210790950734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/08/medical-students.html' title='Medical Students.'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-8491398071826897384</id><published>2009-07-19T18:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:46:50.418Z</updated><title type='text'>Alright Granny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SmNqBdtS6RI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IbZ_x4mO6JU/s1600-h/granny.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 274px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360244554888046866" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SmNqBdtS6RI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IbZ_x4mO6JU/s320/granny.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-8491398071826897384?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/8491398071826897384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=8491398071826897384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8491398071826897384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/8491398071826897384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/07/alright-granny.html' title='Alright Granny'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/SmNqBdtS6RI/AAAAAAAAAUM/IbZ_x4mO6JU/s72-c/granny.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-6036714345224736633</id><published>2009-07-19T18:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:45:35.054Z</updated><title type='text'>Blonde Wife</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A married couple were asleep when the phone rang at 2 in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;The wife (undoubtedly blonde), picked up the phone,&lt;br /&gt;listened a moment and said "How should I know,&lt;br /&gt;that's 200 miles from here!" and hung up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The husband said, "Who was that?" The wife said, "I don't know,&lt;br /&gt;some woman wanting to know if the coast is clear."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6036714345224736633?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6036714345224736633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=6036714345224736633&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6036714345224736633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6036714345224736633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/07/blonde-wife.html' title='Blonde Wife'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3027768201426978824</id><published>2009-07-19T18:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-07-19T18:44:36.541Z</updated><title type='text'>Tarzan</title><content type='html'>When Jane initially met Tarzan in the jungle, she was attracted to him and during her questions about his life, she asked him how he had sex ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tarzan not know sex' he replied. Jane explained to him what sex was. Tarzan said ' Oh,.....Tarzan use knot hole in trunk of tree.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrified Jane said, 'Tarzan you have it all wrong, but I will show you how to do it properly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;' She took off her clothing and laid down on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Here' she said, pointing to her privates, 'you must put it in here.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan removed his loin cloth, showing Jane his considerable manhood, stepped closer to her and kicked her in the crotch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane rolled around in agony for what seemed like an eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eventually she managed to gasp for air and screamed 'What did you do that for?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tarzan replied, "check for squirrel..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-3027768201426978824?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3027768201426978824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=3027768201426978824&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3027768201426978824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3027768201426978824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/07/tarzan.html' title='Tarzan'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-1074917559752637720</id><published>2009-07-01T22:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:18:34.915Z</updated><title type='text'>Towel</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Some years ago Paddy married an attractive woman, Maggie half his age, in a small coastal village.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;After several months Maggie complained that she had never climaxed during sex and according to her Grandmother all Irish women at entitled to climax once and a while.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So to resolve the matter they went to see the Vet since there was no trustworthy Doctor in the village. The vet didn't have a clue but he recall how during a very hot summer, his mother &amp;amp; father would fan a cow (with a big towel) that was having trouble breeding. This would cool her down and help her relax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the vet told them to hire a strong, virile young man to wave a big towel over them while they had sex. This the vet said would cause the young wife to cool down, relax and climax.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;So the couple hired a young strong man. After many efforts Maggie had still not climaxed so they went back to the vet. The vet said change partners and let the young man have sex with her while Paddy waved the towel.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;They tried it that night and Maggie went into wild, ear-splitting climaxes, one right after another for about 2 hours.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;When it was over Paddy looked down at the exhausted young man and in a boasting voice said "and that my son is how you wave a fuckin towel"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-1074917559752637720?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/1074917559752637720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Only a few weeks later Bill came home and his wife could see at once something was seriously wrong.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whats up Bill?" she asks.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Do you remember that I told you that I had this tremendous urge to put my penis in the pickle slicer?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh Bill you didn't?" she exclaimed.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yes I did" he replied.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh my God what happened?" she asked&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"I got fired!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No Bill, what happened to the pickle slicer?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br 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As he sits down, another man comes along and asks if anyone is sitting in the seat next to him.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No", he says, "the seat is empty."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"This is incredible!" said the man, "who in their right mind would have a seat like this for the FA Cup Final, the biggest sporting event of the year, and not use it?"He says, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Well, actually, the seat belongs to me. My wife was supposed to come with me, but she passed away. This is the first Cup Final we haven't been to together since we got married."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Oh... I'm sorry to hear that. That's terrible. I guess you couldn't find someone else, a friend or relative or even a neighbour to take the seat?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The man shakes his head... 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'Why do  you think it's your hands,  Suzy?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suzy replied, 'Because when you pray, you  hold your  hands  together in front of you and God just takes your hands  first . ' ! &lt;br /&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;What a  wonderful answer!' the nun  said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny raised his hand and said,  'Sister,  I think it's your legs.' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun looked at him with the strangest look  on her face.   'Now, Little Johnny, why do you think it would be  your legs?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little Johnny said, 'Well, I walked into  Mommy and  Daddy's bedroom the other night.  Mommy had her legs straight up in the air and she was saying, 'Oh God, I'm coming!' If Dad hadn't pinned her down, we'd have lost her.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nun fainted&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6622849305843141893?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6622849305843141893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=6622849305843141893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6622849305843141893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6622849305843141893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/04/going-to-heaven.html' title='Going to Heaven'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-966305927847634734</id><published>2009-04-21T14:29:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-04-21T14:30:34.421Z</updated><title type='text'>Nun &amp; Hippy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;A hippy gets on a bus and spies a pretty young nun. He sits down next to her, and asks her: "Can we have sex?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"No," she replies, "I'm married to God." She stands up, and gets off at the next stop.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The bus driver, who overheard, turns to the hippy and says: "I can tell you how to get to have sex with her!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Yeah?", says the hippy."Yeah!", say the bus driver. "She goes to the cemetery every Tuesday night at midnight to pray, so all you have to do is dress up in a robe with a hood, put some of that luminous powder stuff in your beard, and pop up in the cemetery claiming to be God."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The hippy decides to give it a try, and arrives in the cemetery dressed as suggested on the next Tuesday night."I am God," he declares to the nun, keeping the hood low about his face.  "Have sex with me."The nun agrees without question, but begs him to restrict himself to anal sex, as she is desperate not to lose her virginity.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;God agrees, and promptly has his wicked way with her. As he finishes, he jumps up and throws back his hood with a flourish."Ha-ha," he cries. "I'm the hippy!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Ha-ha," cries the nun. 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Red............cherry,' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Yellow.........lemon,'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Green..........lime, ' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Orange ........orange.' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finally the professor gave them all 'honey' loops. After eating them for a few moments none of the children could Identify the taste. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'Well,' he said 'I'll give you all a clue. It's what your mother may Sometimes call your father.' &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One little girl looked up in horror, spat hers out and yelled: 'Oh My God!!!! 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She took the box and promised to put it in the crew's refrigerator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He pointedly advised her that he was holding her personally responsible for the crabs staying frozen, mentioned that he was a lawyer, and proceeded to rant at her about what would happen if she let them thaw out. Needless to say, she was annoyed by his behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shortly before landing in New York, she used the intercom to announce to the entire cabin, "Would the gentleman who gave me the crabs in New Orleans, please  raise your hand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not one hand went up ... so she took them home and ate them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two lessons here:&lt;br /&gt;1. Men never learn.&lt;br /&gt;2. 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One teed off and watched in horror as her ball headed directly toward a foursome of men playing the next hole.The ball hit one of the men.He immediately clasped his hands together at his groin, fell to the ground and proceeded to roll around in agony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The woman rushed down to the man, and immediately began to apologize.'Please allow me to help.  I'm a Physical Therapist and I know I could relieve your pain if you'd allow me, she told him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, no,  I'll be all right.  I'll be fine in a few minutes," the man replied. He was in obvious agony, lying in the fetal position, still clasping his hands at his groin.   At her persistence, however, he finally allowed her to help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She gently took his hands away and laid them to the side,  loosened his pants and put her hands inside.   She administered tender and artful massage for several long moments and asked, "How does that feel?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "It feels great, but I still think my thumb's broken."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-7971257874603945037?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/7971257874603945037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=7971257874603945037&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7971257874603945037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/7971257874603945037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/03/golf.html' title='Golf'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-3322697652314842106</id><published>2009-03-06T17:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T17:47:11.394Z</updated><title type='text'>Aircraft Fuel</title><content type='html'>Dave and Jim were a couple of drinking buddies who worked as Aircraft mechanics in Melbourne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day the airport was fogged in and they were stuck in the hangar with nothing to do.Dave said, 'Man, I wish we had something to drink!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim says, 'Me too. Y'know, I've heard you can drink jet fuel and get a buzz.You wanna try it?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So they pour themselves a couple of glasses of high octane booze and get completely smashed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning Dave wakes up and is surprised at how good he feels.In fact he feels GREAT! NO hangover! NO bad side effects. Nothing!Then the phone rings. It's Jim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim says, 'Hey, how do you feel this morning?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave says, 'I feel great, how about you?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jim says, 'I feel great, too... You don't have a hangover?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dave says, 'No that jet fuel is great stuff -- no hangover, nothing. We ought to do this more often.''&lt;br /&gt;"Yeah, well there's just one thing.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What's that?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Have you farted yet?''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No.''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Well, DON'T, ' cause I'm in Perth.'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-3322697652314842106?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/3322697652314842106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=3322697652314842106&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3322697652314842106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/3322697652314842106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/03/aircraft-fuel.html' title='Aircraft Fuel'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-6925298814340762337</id><published>2009-03-02T16:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:39:41.251Z</updated><title type='text'>Wedding Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Paddy takes his new wife to bed on their wedding night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;She undresses &amp;amp; lies on the bed spread-eagled &amp;amp; says 'You know what I want don't you?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;'Yeah,' says Paddy. 'The whole friggin bed by the looks of it!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6925298814340762337?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/6925298814340762337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=6925298814340762337&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6925298814340762337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/6925298814340762337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/03/wedding-night.html' title='Wedding Night'/><author><name>Shacks</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15164625513629065499</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-5397442267637837751</id><published>2009-02-19T10:41:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-19T10:41:40.702Z</updated><title type='text'>Underpants</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;One evening a Husband, thinking he was being funny, said to his wife, "Perhaps we should start washing your clothes in 'Slim Fast'. Maybe it would take a few inches off of your butt!"  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;His wife was not amused, and decided that she simply couldn't let such a comment go unrewarded.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The next morning the husband took a pair of underwear out of his drawer. "What the Hell is this?" he said to himself as a little "dust" cloud appeared when he shook them out.   "April", he hollered into the bathroom, "Why did you put Talcum Powder in my underwear?"   &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;She replied with a snicker. "It's not talcum powder; it's 'Miracle Grow'!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-5397442267637837751?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/feeds/5397442267637837751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=25322790&amp;postID=5397442267637837751&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5397442267637837751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/25322790/posts/default/5397442267637837751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shacksjokepad.blogspot.com/2009/02/underpants.html' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PXN4kBvNCdg/Sr6KCyFhkII/AAAAAAAAAUc/P13XSF1CZXs/S220/Accrington_Master_08.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25322790.post-6433555484908648866</id><published>2009-02-17T22:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-02-17T22:59:42.185Z</updated><title type='text'>Taxi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A women in a taxi lifts her skirt and shows the driver her minge and says “can I pay with this??”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Driver looks and replies “Fuck me love, have you nothing smaller!”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/25322790-6433555484908648866?l=shacksjokepad.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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