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Smilesville, Jokes Galore Funny Stories.The odd Rant PARTICK, THE BIRTH PLACE OF INTERNATIONAL FOOTBALLAn account of the goings on in and around the pubs and bookies in PartickA joke of the day.A funny story here and there GIBBERISH IN GENERAL</description><dc:language xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">en-EU</dc:language><admin:generatorAgent xmlns:admin="http://webns.net/mvcb/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" rdf:resource="http://www.blog.co.uk"/><sy:updatePeriod xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">8</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/">2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><image><title>nultygoestopartick</title><link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/</link><url>http://data5.blog.de/design/preview/0f/f5effc0b95e040b26c118b400aaeab_160x200.jpg</url></image><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/saturday-smile-7325059/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/i-knew-they-were-skint-but-7324672/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/05/a-wee-quickie-7312313/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/04/there-is-green-and-there-is-green-7304311/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/fings-aint-what-they-used-to-be-7298922/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/02/rab-c-goes-to-partick-7291389/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/well-done-stephen-7276741/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/friday-funny-7274893/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/hello-emm-goodbye-7274873/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/fair-exchange-7260492/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/every-cloud-7260136/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/the-big-ffght-7252981/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/sunday-snigger-7239882/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/must-take-in-fluids-7239780/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/saturday-smile-7234780/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/peace-perfect-peace-7234483/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/i-was-out-and-about-on-friday-and-was-introduced-7234426/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/friday-cracker-7228704/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/hong-kong-nulty-7228429/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/women-7222170/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/goodboy-day-three-7222119/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/old-girls-7214911/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/something-fishy-7207463/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/nae-luck-7207448/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/good-boy-7207429/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/19/md-mair-drink-7200136/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/16/jobbies-7180921/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/16/it-s-only-a-joke-7180858/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/15/kingdong-7174717/"/><rdf:li rdf:resource="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/15/a-couple-of-wee-smilers-7174496/"/></rdf:Seq></items></default:channel><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/saturday-smile-7325059/"><default:title>Saturday Smile</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/saturday-smile-7325059/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-11-07T12:41:57+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Carol Thatcher went to apply for a job with the Labour Party. After her interview  she waited anxiously for the outcome.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After a long silence Gordon Brown said  "We do have an opening for a person like  you." "Oh, gweat," she said, "What is it?" "It's called the fuckin  door!"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/saturday-smile-7325059/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Carol Thatcher went to apply for a job with the Labour Party. After her interview  she waited anxiously for the outcome.</p>
	<p>After a long silence Gordon Brown said  "We do have an opening for a person like  you." "Oh, gweat," she said, "What is it?" "It's called the fuckin  door!"
</p>
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/07/i-knew-they-were-skint-but-7324672/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p><a href="javascript:window.open(" title="ibrox"><img src="http://data6.blog.de/media/798/4084798_afe9c5af8f_m.jpeg" alt="ibrox"></a>
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A woman posts an ad in the news paper that looks like this...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'Looking for man with these qualifications; won't beat me up; or run away from me and is great in bed.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She got lots of phone calls replying to her ad but met someone perfect at her door one day. The man she met said, "Hi, I'm Bob. I have no arms so I won't beat you up and no legs so I won't run away."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So the lady says, "What makes you think you are great in bed?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Bob replies, "I rang the door bell didn't I?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/05/a-wee-quickie-7312313/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>
A woman posts an ad in the news paper that looks like this...</p>
	<p>'Looking for man with these qualifications; won't beat me up; or run away from me and is great in bed.'</p>
	<p>She got lots of phone calls replying to her ad but met someone perfect at her door one day. The man she met said, "Hi, I'm Bob. I have no arms so I won't beat you up and no legs so I won't run away."</p>
	<p>So the lady says, "What makes you think you are great in bed?"</p>
	<p>Bob replies, "I rang the door bell didn't I?
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;  When they get there, Jesus asks what the huge metal pipe is for.   Peter tells him it's used to take human waste out to sea where the muck kills dolphins, so Jesus decides to take action and strides across the waves.  Walking alongside, Peter is soon knee-deep in filthy water, while Jesus scoots along on top of the sea. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Ever hopeful of some help Peter slogs on, and Jesus keeps walking on water... but soon the water is up to Peter's chin. "Master," he calls, "I will follow you anywhere, but I'm up to my neck in shitty water and I think I'm going to drown."  At this Jesus stops walking and looks at Peter.  "why don't you just walk on the pipe like me, ya diddy?"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/04/there-is-green-and-there-is-green-7304311/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Jesus and Saint Peter are sitting in Heaven, talking about the pollution on Earth and wondering what can be done about mankind's filthy ways.  Jesus says he's going to pop down to Skegness to see the situation for himself, and Peter agrees to join him.</p>
	<p>  When they get there, Jesus asks what the huge metal pipe is for.   Peter tells him it's used to take human waste out to sea where the muck kills dolphins, so Jesus decides to take action and strides across the waves.  Walking alongside, Peter is soon knee-deep in filthy water, while Jesus scoots along on top of the sea. </p>
	<p>Ever hopeful of some help Peter slogs on, and Jesus keeps walking on water... but soon the water is up to Peter's chin. "Master," he calls, "I will follow you anywhere, but I'm up to my neck in shitty water and I think I'm going to drown."  At this Jesus stops walking and looks at Peter.  "why don't you just walk on the pipe like me, ya diddy?"</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;''But if you shut your eyes you must have shut your eyes, if your eyes were shut they couldn't be open, stands to reason''&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;''Yes but not really, my eyes were shut but I couldn't get no shut eye like  when your blinking your eyes ain't shut when you are blinking are they''&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well they ain't bleedin open are they? other wise you would say they were open, not blinking, blinking idiot''&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'' No I aint you just don't understand modern fings''&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;''O look a quiz I'm good at quiz's mum''&lt;br&gt;
''yes so am I''&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mastermind beckons ..............Specialist subject Sleep Patterns
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/03/fings-aint-what-they-used-to-be-7298922/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I overheard this conversation yesterday. ''Mum you know when I lay down in your bed last night I shut my eyes and I couldn't shut my eyes, as much as I tried I just couldn't shut my eyes''</p>
	<p>''But if you shut your eyes you must have shut your eyes, if your eyes were shut they couldn't be open, stands to reason''</p>
	<p>''Yes but not really, my eyes were shut but I couldn't get no shut eye like  when your blinking your eyes ain't shut when you are blinking are they''</p>
	<p>Well they ain't bleedin open are they? other wise you would say they were open, not blinking, blinking idiot''</p>
	<p>'' No I aint you just don't understand modern fings''</p>
	<p>''O look a quiz I'm good at quiz's mum''<br>
''yes so am I''</p>
	<p>Mastermind beckons ..............Specialist subject Sleep Patterns
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	&lt;p&gt;So I was rather convincing in a string vest, headband and a few choice renditions and rants in the style of Rab C Nesbit.&lt;br&gt;
As the night got longer I got drunker and ended up like a black and white minstral´s take on Rab C with my face blackened and a white Afro wig to go with my string vest and headband&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Mary Doll, AKA Annie  was in  very forgiving mood on Sunday morning but  sadly it didn´t extend to a game of bouncy bouncy.
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&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/11/02/rab-c-goes-to-partick-7291389/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Saturday night being halloween I could hardly resist the chance to dress up and make afool of myself.</p>
	<p>So I was rather convincing in a string vest, headband and a few choice renditions and rants in the style of Rab C Nesbit.<br>
As the night got longer I got drunker and ended up like a black and white minstral´s take on Rab C with my face blackened and a white Afro wig to go with my string vest and headband</p>
	<p>Mary Doll, AKA Annie  was in  very forgiving mood on Sunday morning but  sadly it didn´t extend to a game of bouncy bouncy.
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	&lt;p&gt;He had written it for the Headway Website a help group for people who have had head injuries.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You made me very proud,very tearful and very glad you are still with us.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well done you.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;If you know of anyonne who has had a  head injury put them in touch with this group.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/well-done-stephen-7276741/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>My young brother had a Subarachnoid Brain Hemorrhage two years ago this month and he sent me a copy of his account of how he felt before during and after the event.</p>
	<p>He had written it for the Headway Website a help group for people who have had head injuries.</p>
	<p>You made me very proud,very tearful and very glad you are still with us.</p>
	<p>Well done you.</p>
	<p>If you know of anyonne who has had a  head injury put them in touch with this group.</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/well-done-stephen-7276741/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/friday-funny-7274893/"><default:title>Friday Funny</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/friday-funny-7274893/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-30T13:01:20+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;A man and a woman started to have sex in the middle of a dark forest. After about 15 minutes of it, the man finally gets up and says, "Damn, I wish I had a flashlight!". The woman says, "Me too, you've been eating grass for the past ten minutes!"&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/friday-funny-7274893/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A man and a woman started to have sex in the middle of a dark forest. After about 15 minutes of it, the man finally gets up and says, "Damn, I wish I had a flashlight!". The woman says, "Me too, you've been eating grass for the past ten minutes!"</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/friday-funny-7274893/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/hello-emm-goodbye-7274873/"><default:title>Hello.........Emm.................. Goodbye</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/hello-emm-goodbye-7274873/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-30T12:58:09+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;Annie  and I decided to go and get some money from the bank yesterday as the Euro was up to 112. We left at one thirty. We seen a friend of ours sitting the April Fool so we went in for a quick drink........we got to the bank at seven o'clock and then went to the Rob Roy then to the Claddagh&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;We will have to stop being so sociable it's costing us a fortune just to say hello..................
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/hello-emm-goodbye-7274873/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Annie  and I decided to go and get some money from the bank yesterday as the Euro was up to 112. We left at one thirty. We seen a friend of ours sitting the April Fool so we went in for a quick drink........we got to the bank at seven o'clock and then went to the Rob Roy then to the Claddagh</p>
	<p>We will have to stop being so sociable it's costing us a fortune just to say hello..................
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/30/hello-emm-goodbye-7274873/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/fair-exchange-7260492/"><default:title>Fair Exchange</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/fair-exchange-7260492/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-28T11:51:44+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;A boy from the highlands  of Scotland and his father were visiting a mall in Glasgow. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and back together again. The boy asked his father, "What is this, Father?" The father [never having seen an elevator] responded "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;While the boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old woman in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched small circles of lights with numbers above the walls light up. They continued to watch the circles light up in the reverse direction.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The walls opened up again and a beautiful 24-year-old woman stepped out. The father said to his son, "  quick Stewart go and get your mammy."
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/fair-exchange-7260492/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A boy from the highlands  of Scotland and his father were visiting a mall in Glasgow. They were amazed by almost everything they saw, but especially by two shiny, silver walls that could move apart and back together again. The boy asked his father, "What is this, Father?" The father [never having seen an elevator] responded "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life, I don't know what it is."</p>
	<p>While the boy and his father were watching wide-eyed, an old woman in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed and the boy and his father watched small circles of lights with numbers above the walls light up. They continued to watch the circles light up in the reverse direction.</p>
	<p>The walls opened up again and a beautiful 24-year-old woman stepped out. The father said to his son, "  quick Stewart go and get your mammy."
</p>
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A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The husband replied, 'Your eyesight's ok then?
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/every-cloud-7260136/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>
A woman was standing nude, looking in the bedroom mirror. She was not happy with what she saw and said to her husband, "I feel horrible; I look old, fat and ugly. I really need you to pay me a compliment.'</p>
	<p>The husband replied, 'Your eyesight's ok then?
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/28/every-cloud-7260136/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/the-big-ffght-7252981/"><default:title>The Big fFght</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/the-big-ffght-7252981/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-27T13:20:29+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;How Fights Start&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wife sat down on the settee next to me as I was changing channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I said, 'Dust.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the  big fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wife and I were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"No," she answered.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I then said, "Is that your final answer?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, "Yes."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the big fight started....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the van, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My loving wife of 5 years replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And that's how the big fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... He was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM NOT HAPPY!!!"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then which one are you?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the big fight started.....&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;*&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I bought her a bathroom scale.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the big fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her some place expensive... so, I took her to a petrol station.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the  big fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;'My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*&lt;/strong&gt;**&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason took my order first. "I'll have the steak, medium rare, please."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?""&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Nah, she can order for herself."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And then the fight started...&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/the-big-ffght-7252981/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>How Fights Start</p>
	<p>My wife sat down on the settee next to me as I was changing channels. She asked, 'What's on TV?'</p>
	<p>I said, 'Dust.'</p>
	<p>And then the  big fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>My wife and I were watching "Who Wants To Be A Millionaire" while we were in bed. I turned to her and said, "Do you want to have sex?"</p>
	<p>"No," she answered.</p>
	<p>I then said, "Is that your final answer?"</p>
	<p>She didn't even look at me this time, simply saying, "Yes."</p>
	<p>So I said, "Then I'd like to phone a friend."</p>
	<p>And then the big fight started....</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>Saturday morning I got up early, quietly dressed, made my lunch, and slipped quietly into the garage. I hooked up the boat up to the van, and proceeded to back out into a torrential downpour. The wind was blowing 50 mph, so I pulled back into the garage, turned on the radio, and discovered that the weather would be bad all day.</p>
	<p>I went back into the house, quietly undressed, and slipped back into bed. I cuddled up to my wife's back, now with a different anticipation, and whispered, "The weather out there is terrible."</p>
	<p>My loving wife of 5 years replied, "Can you believe my stupid husband is out fishing in that?"</p>
	<p>And that's how the big fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>I rear-ended a car this morning. So, there we were alongside the road and slowly the other driver got out of his car. You know how sometimes you just get soooo stressed and little things just seem funny? Yeah, well I couldn't believe it.... He was a DWARF!!! He stormed over to my car, looked up at me, and shouted, "I AM NOT HAPPY!!!"</p>
	<p>So, I looked down at him and said, "Well, then which one are you?"</p>
	<p>And then the big fight started.....</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>*</p>
	<p>My wife was hinting about what she wanted for our upcoming anniversary. She said, 'I want something shiny that goes from 0 to 150 in about 3 seconds.'</p>
	<p>I bought her a bathroom scale.</p>
	<p>And then the big fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>When I got home last night, my wife demanded that I take her some place expensive... so, I took her to a petrol station.</p>
	<p>And then the  big fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>After retiring, I went to the Social Security office to apply for Social Security. The woman behind the counter asked me for my driver's License to verify my age. I looked in my pockets and realized I had left my wallet at home. I told the woman that I was very sorry, but I would have to go home and come back later.</p>
	<p>The woman said, 'Unbutton your shirt'. So I opened my shirt revealing my curly silver hair. She said, 'That silver hair on your chest is proof enough for me' and she processed my Social Security application.</p>
	<p>When I got home, I excitedly told my wife about my experience at the Social Security office.</p>
	<p>She said, 'You should have dropped your pants. You might have gotten disability, too.'</p>
	<p>And then the fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>My wife and I were sitting at a table at my school reunion, and I kept staring at a drunken lady swigging her drink as she sat alone at a nearby table.</p>
	<p>My wife asked, 'Do you know her?'</p>
	<p>'Yes,' I sighed, 'She's my old girlfriend. I understand she took to drinking right after we split up those many years ago, and I hear she hasn't been sober since.'</p>
	<p>'My God!' says my wife, 'who would think a person could go on celebrating that long?'</p>
	<p>And then the fight started...</p>
	<p><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong><strong>*</strong>**</p>
	<p>I took my wife to a restaurant. The waiter, for some reason took my order first. "I'll have the steak, medium rare, please."</p>
	<p>He said, "Aren't you worried about the mad cow?""</p>
	<p>Nah, she can order for herself."</p>
	<p>And then the fight started...</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/27/the-big-ffght-7252981/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/sunday-snigger-7239882/"><default:title>Sunday Snigger</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/sunday-snigger-7239882/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-25T12:26:27+01:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;A man hasn't been feeling well, so he goes to his doctor for a complete check-up. Afterward, the doctor comes out with the results. "I'm afraid I have some very bad news," the doctor says. "You're dying, and you don't have much time left." "Oh, that's terrible!" says the man. "How long have I got?" "Ten," the doctor says sadly. "Ten?" the man asks. "Ten what, years?  The doctor interrupts, "nine................... eight..............seven"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/sunday-snigger-7239882/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A man hasn't been feeling well, so he goes to his doctor for a complete check-up. Afterward, the doctor comes out with the results. "I'm afraid I have some very bad news," the doctor says. "You're dying, and you don't have much time left." "Oh, that's terrible!" says the man. "How long have I got?" "Ten," the doctor says sadly. "Ten?" the man asks. "Ten what, years?  The doctor interrupts, "nine................... eight..............seven"
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;Me thinks it is a drinking day....Magners and ice yip that's it Magners and ice.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/must-take-in-fluids-7239780/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>It is roasting here I don't know what the temperature is exactly but I have had two changes of shorts and three showers and it's only eleven o'clock.</p>
	<p>Me thinks it is a drinking day....Magners and ice yip that's it Magners and ice.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/25/must-take-in-fluids-7239780/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/saturday-smile-7234780/"><default:title>Saturday Smile</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/saturday-smile-7234780/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-24T12:18:43+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;wo five year old boys are standing at the toilet to pee. One says, "Your thing doesn't have any skin on it!".&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"I've been circumcised.", the other replied.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"What's that mean?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"It means they cut the skin off the end."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"How old were you when it was cut off?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"My mom said I was two days old."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"Did it hurt?", the kid asked inquiringly.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"You bet it hurt, I didn't walk for a year!"
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/saturday-smile-7234780/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>wo five year old boys are standing at the toilet to pee. One says, "Your thing doesn't have any skin on it!".</p>
	<p>"I've been circumcised.", the other replied.</p>
	<p>"What's that mean?"</p>
	<p>"It means they cut the skin off the end."</p>
	<p>"How old were you when it was cut off?"</p>
	<p>"My mom said I was two days old."</p>
	<p>"Did it hurt?", the kid asked inquiringly.</p>
	<p>"You bet it hurt, I didn't walk for a year!"
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/saturday-smile-7234780/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/peace-perfect-peace-7234483/"><default:title>Peace ,Perfect Peace</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/peace-perfect-peace-7234483/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-24T11:19:53+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I seen this yesterday in the Local paper.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I want to die in my sleep just like my dad&lt;br&gt;
Not like the three other idiots in the car, all screaming and shouting.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/peace-perfect-peace-7234483/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I seen this yesterday in the Local paper.</p>
	<p>I want to die in my sleep just like my dad<br>
Not like the three other idiots in the car, all screaming and shouting.
</p>
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I told him that I had a blog and there were some funny stuff on it.&lt;br&gt;
This morning  I got an e mail from him saying he looked at my stuff tagged standup and he loved it.&lt;br&gt;
So I am sitting here with a great big smile on my face that goes from one ear to the other.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/i-was-out-and-about-on-friday-and-was-introduced-7234426/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I was out and about on Friday  and was introduced to the guy who does a Billy Connolly show here in Tenerife and sometimes he does the cruise ships anyway we had a drink and we told a few funny stories.<br>
I told him that I had a blog and there were some funny stuff on it.<br>
This morning  I got an e mail from him saying he looked at my stuff tagged standup and he loved it.<br>
So I am sitting here with a great big smile on my face that goes from one ear to the other.
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/24/i-was-out-and-about-on-friday-and-was-introduced-7234426/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/friday-cracker-7228704/"><default:title>Friday Cracker</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/friday-cracker-7228704/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-23T12:09:36+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;A man and his wife go to their honeymoon hotel for their 25th anniversary. As the couple reflected on that magical evening 25 years ago, the wife asked the husband, "When you first saw my naked body in front of you, what was going through your mind?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The husband replied, "All I wanted to do was to hump your brains out, and suck your diddies dry."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Then, as the wife undressed, she asked, "What are you thinking now?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He replied, "It looks as if I did a pretty good job."
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/friday-cracker-7228704/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A man and his wife go to their honeymoon hotel for their 25th anniversary. As the couple reflected on that magical evening 25 years ago, the wife asked the husband, "When you first saw my naked body in front of you, what was going through your mind?"</p>
	<p>The husband replied, "All I wanted to do was to hump your brains out, and suck your diddies dry."</p>
	<p>Then, as the wife undressed, she asked, "What are you thinking now?"</p>
	<p>He replied, "It looks as if I did a pretty good job."
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/friday-cracker-7228704/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/hong-kong-nulty-7228429/"><default:title>Hong Kong Nulty</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/hong-kong-nulty-7228429/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-23T11:27:38+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I got quite pally with a wee guy from Hong Kong who I met in a bar out herein Tenerife and he has been giving me some lessons on speaking his language.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Are you harboring a fugitive? Hu Yu Hai Ding?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;See me A.S.A.P. - Kum Hia Nao&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stupid Man - Dum Gai&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Small Horse - Tai Ni Po Ni&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Your price is too high!!! - No Bai Dam Thing!!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Did you go to the beach? - Wai Yu So Tan&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I bumped into a coffee table - Ai Bang Mai Ni&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I think you need a facelift - Chin Tu Fat&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;It's very dark in here - Wai So Dim?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Has your flight been delayed? - Hao Long Wei Ting?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;That was an unauthorized execution - Lin Ching&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I thought you were on a diet - Wai Yu Mun Ching?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;This is a tow away zone - No Pah King&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Do you know lyrics to the Macarena? - Wai Yu Sing Dum Song?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;You are not very bright - Yu So Dum&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I got this for free - Ai No Pei&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;I am not guilty - Wai Hang Mi?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Please, stay a while longer - Wai Go Nao?&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Meeting was scheduled for next week - Wai You Kum Nao&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;They have arrived - Hia Dei Kum&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Stay out of sight - Lei Lo&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He's cleaning his automobile - Wa Shing Ka&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;He is a fat man - Wun Fat Gai&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Well I might have?&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/hong-kong-nulty-7228429/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I got quite pally with a wee guy from Hong Kong who I met in a bar out herein Tenerife and he has been giving me some lessons on speaking his language.</p>
	<p>Are you harboring a fugitive? Hu Yu Hai Ding?</p>
	<p>See me A.S.A.P. - Kum Hia Nao</p>
	<p>Stupid Man - Dum Gai</p>
	<p>Small Horse - Tai Ni Po Ni</p>
	<p>Your price is too high!!! - No Bai Dam Thing!!</p>
	<p>Did you go to the beach? - Wai Yu So Tan</p>
	<p>I bumped into a coffee table - Ai Bang Mai Ni</p>
	<p>I think you need a facelift - Chin Tu Fat</p>
	<p>It's very dark in here - Wai So Dim?</p>
	<p>Has your flight been delayed? - Hao Long Wei Ting?</p>
	<p>That was an unauthorized execution - Lin Ching</p>
	<p>I thought you were on a diet - Wai Yu Mun Ching?</p>
	<p>This is a tow away zone - No Pah King</p>
	<p>Do you know lyrics to the Macarena? - Wai Yu Sing Dum Song?</p>
	<p>You are not very bright - Yu So Dum</p>
	<p>I got this for free - Ai No Pei</p>
	<p>I am not guilty - Wai Hang Mi?</p>
	<p>Please, stay a while longer - Wai Go Nao?</p>
	<p>Meeting was scheduled for next week - Wai You Kum Nao</p>
	<p>They have arrived - Hia Dei Kum</p>
	<p>Stay out of sight - Lei Lo</p>
	<p>He's cleaning his automobile - Wa Shing Ka</p>
	<p>He is a fat man - Wun Fat Gai</p>
	<p>Well I might have?</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/23/hong-kong-nulty-7228429/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/women-7222170/"><default:title>Women...............................</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/women-7222170/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-22T12:14:08+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;A man asked his wife what she'd like for her 40th birthday. "I'd love to be six again," she replied. On the morning of her birthday, he got her up bright and early and off they went to a local theme park. What a day! He put her on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Screaming Loop, the Wall of Fear, everything there was! Wow! Five hours later she staggered out of the theme park, her head reeling and her stomach upside down. Right to a McDonald's they went, where her husband ordered her a Happy Meal along with extra fries and a refreshing chocolate shake. Then, it was off to a movie - the latest Disney and what a fabulous adventure!&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Finally, she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed. He leaned over and lovingly asked, "Well, dear, what was it like being six again?" One eye opened. "You idiot, I meant my dress size." The moral of this story is: When a woman speaks and a man is actually listening, he will still get it wrong.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/women-7222170/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>A man asked his wife what she'd like for her 40th birthday. "I'd love to be six again," she replied. On the morning of her birthday, he got her up bright and early and off they went to a local theme park. What a day! He put her on every ride in the park: the Death Slide, the Screaming Loop, the Wall of Fear, everything there was! Wow! Five hours later she staggered out of the theme park, her head reeling and her stomach upside down. Right to a McDonald's they went, where her husband ordered her a Happy Meal along with extra fries and a refreshing chocolate shake. Then, it was off to a movie - the latest Disney and what a fabulous adventure!</p>
	<p>Finally, she wobbled home with her husband and collapsed into bed. He leaned over and lovingly asked, "Well, dear, what was it like being six again?" One eye opened. "You idiot, I meant my dress size." The moral of this story is: When a woman speaks and a man is actually listening, he will still get it wrong.
</p>
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&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/goodboy-day-three-7222119/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>That's me going into day three of being a good boy and I may last it out but day four................... no chance!
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/22/goodboy-day-three-7222119/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/old-girls-7214911/"><default:title>Old Girls</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/old-girls-7214911/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-21T12:33:13+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;GIRLS  &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Three old ladies  were sitting on a park bench having a quiet conversation when a flasher approached from across the park. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; The flasher came up to the ladies, stood right in front of them and opened his trench coat. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; Gertrude took a stroke. Then Maude also had a stroke. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Poor Tillie, being older and more feeble,  couldn't reach that far&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/21/old-girls-7214911/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>GIRLS  </p>
	<p>Three old ladies  were sitting on a park bench having a quiet conversation when a flasher approached from across the park. </p>
	<p> The flasher came up to the ladies, stood right in front of them and opened his trench coat. </p>
	<p> Gertrude took a stroke. Then Maude also had a stroke. </p>
	<p>Poor Tillie, being older and more feeble,  couldn't reach that far</p>
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Nice couple, Rod and Annette.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/something-fishy-7207463/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I just met freinds of mine who stay here. They are goig fishing.<br>
Nice couple, Rod and Annette.
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;　&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy, an undertaker, came home with a black eye one recent evening.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"What happened to you?" asked his wife.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"I had a terrible day," replied Roy. "I had to go to a hotel and pick up a man who had died in his sleep. When I got there, the manager said they couldn't get him into a body bag because he had this huge erection. Anyway, I found the room, and, sure enough, there was this big naked guy lying on the bed with this huge erection.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;So I grabbed it with both hands and tried to snap it in half."&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;"I see," said his wife, "but how did you get the black eye?"&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Roy replied: "Wrong room."
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/nae-luck-7207448/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p> THE UNDERTAKER'S BLACK EYE</p>
	<p>&#12288;</p>
	<p>Roy, an undertaker, came home with a black eye one recent evening.</p>
	<p>"What happened to you?" asked his wife.</p>
	<p>"I had a terrible day," replied Roy. "I had to go to a hotel and pick up a man who had died in his sleep. When I got there, the manager said they couldn't get him into a body bag because he had this huge erection. Anyway, I found the room, and, sure enough, there was this big naked guy lying on the bed with this huge erection.</p>
	<p>So I grabbed it with both hands and tried to snap it in half."</p>
	<p>"I see," said his wife, "but how did you get the black eye?"</p>
	<p>Roy replied: "Wrong room."
</p>
<p> <small> <a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/nae-luck-7207448/#comments">Comments</a> </small> </p>]]></content:encoded></default:item><default:item xmlns:default="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" rdf:about="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/good-boy-7207429/"><default:title>Good Boy</default:title><default:link>http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/good-boy-7207429/</default:link><dc:date xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/">2009-10-20T12:27:35+02:00</dc:date><default:description>	&lt;p&gt;I had a quite night last night  food water book and bed. The plan is much of the same today. It is still very hot here 38c yesterday but we will see.&lt;br&gt;
Off for a swim now.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/20/good-boy-7207429/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I had a quite night last night  food water book and bed. The plan is much of the same today. It is still very hot here 38c yesterday but we will see.<br>
Off for a swim now.</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;It's a hard life being a pisshead.................must dash !
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/19/md-mair-drink-7200136/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I have been on the piss for four days in a row I need a sleep I need water and I need food I have friends leaving to day so tomorrow honest yes to morrow.</p>
	<p>It's a hard life being a pisshead.................must dash !
</p>
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	&lt;p&gt;I have never seen one of them since the days of Thatcher It just goes to prove that the BNP can make some good points ''bring back white dog shite there is brown dog shite black dog shite and yellow dog shite. Coloured shite is taking over the streets of our Britain it is time for a change''&lt;br&gt;
Vote BNP today.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/16/jobbies-7180921/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>You will never guess what I seen to day............ a white dog shite.</p>
	<p>I have never seen one of them since the days of Thatcher It just goes to prove that the BNP can make some good points ''bring back white dog shite there is brown dog shite black dog shite and yellow dog shite. Coloured shite is taking over the streets of our Britain it is time for a change''<br>
Vote BNP today.</p>
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The Train goes into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later there is the sound of a loud slap.&lt;br&gt;
When the train emerges from the tunnel, the English guy has a bright red, hand print on his cheek. No one speaks. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The old lady thinks:&lt;br&gt;
The English guy must have groped the blonde in the dark, and she slapped his cheek. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The blonde Swiss girl thinks:&lt;br&gt;
That English guy must have tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled the old lady and she slapped his cheek. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;The English guy thinks:&lt;br&gt;
That Scottish bloke must have groped the blonde in the dark - she tried to slap him but missed and got me instead. &lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;And the Scottish guy thinks:&lt;br&gt;
I can't wait for another tunnel, just so I can smack that English bastard again.....   &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/16/it-s-only-a-joke-7180858/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>Sitting together on a train, travelling through the Swiss Alps, were an English guy, a Scottish bloke, a little old Greek lady, and a young blonde Swiss girl with large breasts.<br>
The Train goes into a dark tunnel and a few seconds later there is the sound of a loud slap.<br>
When the train emerges from the tunnel, the English guy has a bright red, hand print on his cheek. No one speaks. </p>
	<p>The old lady thinks:<br>
The English guy must have groped the blonde in the dark, and she slapped his cheek. </p>
	<p>The blonde Swiss girl thinks:<br>
That English guy must have tried to grope me in the dark, but missed and fondled the old lady and she slapped his cheek. </p>
	<p>The English guy thinks:<br>
That Scottish bloke must have groped the blonde in the dark - she tried to slap him but missed and got me instead. </p>
	<p>And the Scottish guy thinks:<br>
I can't wait for another tunnel, just so I can smack that English bastard again.....   </p>
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I have never really understood this phenomenon. When I was wee if I washed my hands with my Timex on never mind going in to the bath My arse would have been red raw................do you know how much that cost.&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt;Yet everyone seems to do it. Surely you don't need to know the time every two minutes just look up at the sun for fuck sake.&lt;br&gt;
I'm srarting to think that watches are the swimmers motor you know the bigger the watch the bigger the dong sort of thing.&lt;br&gt;
I was thinking of tie wrapping a Sky dish to my arm to morrow&lt;/p&gt;
	&lt;p&gt; Then I can have a new blog Kingdonggoestopartick
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/15/kingdong-7174717/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p>I was in for a swim in the sea this morning and nearly every guy that was in for a dip had a watch on.<br>
I have never really understood this phenomenon. When I was wee if I washed my hands with my Timex on never mind going in to the bath My arse would have been red raw................do you know how much that cost.</p>
	<p>Yet everyone seems to do it. Surely you don't need to know the time every two minutes just look up at the sun for fuck sake.<br>
I'm srarting to think that watches are the swimmers motor you know the bigger the watch the bigger the dong sort of thing.<br>
I was thinking of tie wrapping a Sky dish to my arm to morrow</p>
	<p> Then I can have a new blog Kingdonggoestopartick
</p>
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Then it goes to sleep half an hour before he does.&lt;br&gt;
What is the difference between light and hard..........You can go to sleep with a light on.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt; &lt;small&gt; &lt;a href="http://nultygoestopartick.blog.co.uk/2009/10/15/a-couple-of-wee-smilers-7174496/#comments"&gt;Comments&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/small&gt; &lt;/p&gt;</default:description><content:encoded xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"><![CDATA[	<p> Why is it a mans dick wakens up half an hour before he does.<br>
Then it goes to sleep half an hour before he does.<br>
What is the difference between light and hard..........You can go to sleep with a light on.
</p>
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