<?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-3372065545586638379</id><updated>2012-02-16T01:18:04.262-08:00</updated><category term='Warning of a Husband'/><category term='Father and Daughter'/><category term='Boy Alone'/><category term='BallPen Of NASA'/><title type='text'>Best Family Jokes</title><subtitle type='html'>Family jokes, family sentiments and family useful titbits</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>radha shivaji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3372065545586638379.post-2758395045416778374</id><published>2009-11-29T21:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:38:18.764-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Father and Daughter'/><title type='text'>Father and his 3 year old Daughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="534" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td width="524"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0099FF"&gt;Father and his three year old Daughter&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Father put his three year old daughter to bed, told her &lt;br /&gt;
        a story and listened to her prayers which she ended by saying &amp;quot;God &lt;br /&gt;
        bless Mommy, God bless daddy, God bless grandma and good-bye grandpa.&amp;quot; &lt;br /&gt;
        The father asked, &amp;quot;Why did you say good-bye grandpa?&amp;quot; The little &lt;br /&gt;
        girl said, &amp;quot;I don't know daddy, it just seemed like the thing to &lt;br /&gt;
        do.&amp;quot; The next day grandpa died. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The father thought it was a strange coincidence. A few &lt;br /&gt;
        months later the father put the girl to bed and listened to her prayers, &lt;br /&gt;
        which went like this: &amp;quot;God bless Mommy, God Bless daddy and good-bye &lt;br /&gt;
        grandma.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The next day the grandmother died. Oh my god, thought &lt;br /&gt;
        the father, this kid is in contact with the other side. Several weeks &lt;br /&gt;
        later when the girl was going to bed the dad heard her say, &amp;quot;God &lt;br /&gt;
        bless Mommy and good-bye daddy.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;He practically went into shock. He couldn't sleep all &lt;br /&gt;
        night and got up at the crack of dawn to go to his office. He was nervous &lt;br /&gt;
        as a cat all day, had lunch sent in and watched the clock. He figured &lt;br /&gt;
        if he could get by until midnight he would be okay. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;He felt safe in the office, so instead of going home at &lt;br /&gt;
        the end of the day he stayed there, looking at his watch and jumping at &lt;br /&gt;
        every sound. Finally midnight arrived, he breathed a sigh of relief and &lt;br /&gt;
        went home. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;When he got home his wife said &amp;quot;I've never seen you &lt;br /&gt;
        work so late, what's the matter?&amp;quot; He said &amp;quot;I don't want to talk &lt;br /&gt;
        about it, I've just spent the worst day of my life.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;She said &amp;quot;You think you had a bad day, you'll never &lt;br /&gt;
        believe what happened HERE.&amp;quot; He asked &amp;quot;What&amp;quot;?????? She &lt;br /&gt;
        said &amp;quot;This morning our neighbor James suddenly died.&amp;quot; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Keep Laughing&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3372065545586638379-2758395045416778374?l=bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/2758395045416778374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/father-and-his-3-year-old-daughter.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/2758395045416778374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/2758395045416778374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/father-and-his-3-year-old-daughter.html' title='Father and his 3 year old Daughter'/><author><name>radha shivaji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3372065545586638379.post-5560191436304197348</id><published>2009-11-27T22:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:22:07.316-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BallPen Of NASA'/><title type='text'>Ballpen of NASA</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="line-height:50px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0000FF" size="6" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;NASA's &lt;br /&gt;
Ballpen&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#666666" size="6" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;When &lt;br /&gt;
NASA first started sending up astronauts, they quickly discovered that &lt;br /&gt;
ballpoint pens would not work in zero gravity. To combat the problem, &lt;br /&gt;
NASA scientists spent a decade and $12 billion to develop a pen that &lt;br /&gt;
writes in zero gravity, upside down, underwater, on almost any surface &lt;br /&gt;
including glass and at temperatures ranging from below freezing to 300 &lt;br /&gt;
degrees Celsius.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000" size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The &lt;br /&gt;
Russians used a pencil.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3372065545586638379-5560191436304197348?l=bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/5560191436304197348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballpen-of-nasa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/5560191436304197348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/5560191436304197348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/ballpen-of-nasa.html' title='Ballpen of NASA'/><author><name>radha shivaji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3372065545586638379.post-309166908373597185</id><published>2009-11-27T21:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:21:43.765-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Warning of a Husband'/><title type='text'>Warning by a Husband</title><content type='html'>&lt;table width="500" border="0" cellspacing="2" cellpadding="3"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#FF66FF" size="7"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Warning by a husband!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A blonde was driving down &lt;br /&gt;
the Freeway when her Mobile phone rang.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
It was her husband warning her: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#9933CC" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&amp;quot;Darling&amp;quot;, &lt;br /&gt;
he said, &amp;quot;I just heard on the news that there is a car going the &lt;br /&gt;
wrong way down the Freeway. Please be careful!&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;font color="#0066CC" face="Trebuchet MS"&gt;&amp;quot;Its not just &lt;br /&gt;
one car&amp;quot;, cried the blonde, &amp;quot;There's fucking hundreds of them!&amp;quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3372065545586638379-309166908373597185?l=bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/feeds/309166908373597185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/warning-by-husband.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/309166908373597185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3372065545586638379/posts/default/309166908373597185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/warning-by-husband.html' title='Warning by a Husband'/><author><name>radha shivaji</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3372065545586638379.post-6595149502641206007</id><published>2009-11-27T21:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-18T18:19:59.103-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Boy Alone'/><title type='text'>Family Sentiment -  Boy alone</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#0066CC" size="7"&gt;Can I Borrow Rs.25/-?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;A woman came home &lt;br /&gt;
from work late, tired and irritated, to find her 5-year old son waiting &lt;br /&gt;
for her at the door. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;font size="5"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;SON: 'Mummy, may I ask you a question?' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;MUM: 'Yeah sure, what it is?' replied the woman. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;SON: 'Mummy, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;MUM: 'That's none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?' the &lt;br /&gt;
woman said angrily. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
SON: 'I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?' &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;MUM: 'If you must know, I make R 50 an hour.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;SON: 'Oh,' the little boy replied, with his head down. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;SON: 'Mummy, may I please borrow R25?' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The mother was furious, 'If the only reason you asked that is so you &lt;br /&gt;
can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then &lt;br /&gt;
you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why &lt;br /&gt;
you are being so selfish. I don't work hard everyday for such childish &lt;br /&gt;
frivolities.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The woman sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy's &lt;br /&gt;
questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;After about an hour or so, the woman had calmed down , and started to &lt;br /&gt;
think: &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that R25.00 and &lt;br /&gt;
she really didn't ask for money very often.The woman went to the door &lt;br /&gt;
of the little boy's room and opened the door. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'Are you asleep, son?' She asked. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'No Mummy, I'm awake,' replied the boy. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'I've been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier' said the woman. &lt;br /&gt;
'It's been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here's the &lt;br /&gt;
R25 you asked for.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The little boy sat straight up, smiling. 'Oh, thank you Mummy!' he yelled. &lt;br /&gt;
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The woman saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his &lt;br /&gt;
mother. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'Why do you want more money if you already have some?' the mother grumbled. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'Because I didn't have enough, but now I do,' the little boy replied. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;'Mummy, I have R50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home &lt;br /&gt;
early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.' &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;The mother was crushed... She put his arms around her little son, and &lt;br /&gt;
she begged for his forgiveness. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We &lt;br /&gt;
should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some &lt;br /&gt;
time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts. Do &lt;br /&gt;
remember to share that R50 worth of your time with someone you love. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;If we die tomorrow, the company &lt;br /&gt;
that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours.. &lt;br /&gt;
But the family &amp;amp; friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the &lt;br /&gt;
rest of their lives. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;Show this &lt;br /&gt;
page to your friend. Just copy the link of this page &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color="#FF0000" size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;http://bestfamilyjokes.blogspot.com/2009/11/family-sentiment-boy-alone.html&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size="5" face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif"&gt;and paste it in your &lt;br /&gt;
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