<?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-7948708681991967394</id><updated>2012-02-16T19:42:36.058-08:00</updated><category term='shorties'/><category term='famous faces'/><category term='englishman irishman scotsman'/><category term='blonde'/><category term='animals'/><category term='doctor doctor'/><title type='text'>The Online Joker</title><subtitle type='html'>Welcome to The Online Joker's Library where we showcase 100% funny jokes that are guaranteed to make you laugh!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7948708681991967394.post-1288143796261058508</id><published>2008-12-11T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.815-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Atheist in a Boat</title><content type='html'>An Atheist was on holiday here in Loch Ness in Scotland when he fell out of the rowing boat he was fishing in. When he saw a dark shadow swimming towards him, he started to scream at the top of this voice. He was shouting "Dear Lord, please help me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds above him opened up and a deep voice cried "Why, I thought you did not believe in me!" The atheist shouted back "I know Lord, but until 2 minutes ago I did not believe in the Loch Ness Monster!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-1288143796261058508?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/1288143796261058508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=1288143796261058508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1288143796261058508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1288143796261058508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/12/atheist-in-boat.html' title='Atheist in a Boat'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-3836725467686322387</id><published>2008-12-11T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><title type='text'>Sheep Farm</title><content type='html'>A blonde was really tired of being made fun of, so she decided to have her hair she would look like a brunette. When she had brown hair, she decided to take a drive in the country. After she had been driving for a while, she saw a farmer and a flock of sheep and thought, "Oh! Those sheep are so adorable!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She got out and walked over to the farmer and said, "If I can guess how many sheep you have, can I take one home?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer, being a bit of a gambler himself, said she could have a try.The blonde looked at the flock and guessed, "159."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farmer was amazed - she was right! So the blonde, (who looked like a brunette), picked one out and got back into her car. Before she left, the farmer walked up to her and said. "If I can guess the real colour of your hair, can I have my dog back?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-3836725467686322387?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/3836725467686322387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=3836725467686322387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/3836725467686322387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/3836725467686322387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/12/sheep-farm.html' title='Sheep Farm'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-4553493571463970</id><published>2008-11-24T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blonde'/><title type='text'>Rowing Boat</title><content type='html'>A blonde was driving when she saw another blonde in a field, rowing a boat with no water in sight. She got out of her car and ran over to the fence.&lt;br /&gt;"You! No wonder us blondes get a bad name! If I could swim, I'd come out there and get you!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-4553493571463970?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/4553493571463970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=4553493571463970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/4553493571463970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/4553493571463970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/11/rowing-boat.html' title='Rowing Boat'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-6850307411446797841</id><published>2008-11-24T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.816-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='englishman irishman scotsman'/><title type='text'>Execution</title><content type='html'>A Englishman, a Scotsman and a Irishman were sentenced to death by firing squad.&lt;br /&gt;The Englishman was first to be taken from his cell. As the soldiers took aim he shouted "Flood!"&lt;br /&gt;The soldiers panicked and in the confusion the Englishman ran away.&lt;br /&gt;The Scotsman was then led out. The soldiers began to take aim when suddenly the Scotsman shouted 'Avalanche!'and he ran off.&lt;br /&gt;Finally the Irishman was led out. He remembered how the others had escaped and when the soldiers took aim shouted 'Fire!'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-6850307411446797841?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6850307411446797841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=6850307411446797841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6850307411446797841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6850307411446797841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/11/execution.html' title='Execution'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-8727880080722405104</id><published>2008-11-24T11:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Painting the Fence</title><content type='html'>Billy bought a tin of paint from B&amp;amp;Q.&lt;br /&gt;He returned home and started painting his newly built fence, with his brand new paintbrush. The tin caught his eye, and he saw the instructions on the side.&lt;br /&gt;He ran inside and brought out a fleece, an anorak and a waterproof.&lt;br /&gt;He then dipped them in paint and wiped them on the fence.&lt;br /&gt;"What are you doing?" asked a passing stranger.&lt;br /&gt;"The tin said to use three coats." replied Billy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-8727880080722405104?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/8727880080722405104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=8727880080722405104' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/8727880080722405104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/8727880080722405104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/11/painting-fence.html' title='Painting the Fence'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-1254568401963682235</id><published>2008-11-24T11:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Buses</title><content type='html'>A man was working on a bus as a ticket collector. One day, he rang the bell to tell the driver to go when a passenger was still getting on. The bus sped away and the passenger died.&lt;br /&gt;The ticket collector was sentenced to the death penalty for murdering the passenger.&lt;br /&gt;On the day of his execution, his executioner asked him what his final meal would be.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll have that banana that's in your bag."&lt;br /&gt;He ate the banana and was led to the electric chair.&lt;br /&gt;Thousands of volts passed through him, but he didn't die. He was freed and got his old job back.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, he rang the bell to tell the driver to go when a passenger was still getting on. The bus sped away and the passenger died.&lt;br /&gt;Again, he was sentened to death.&lt;br /&gt;He again asked for the banana before the electric chair.&lt;br /&gt;"You'll never survive this," promised the executioner. "I've increased the voltage."&lt;br /&gt;The executioner flicked the switch and thousands of volts were passed through the man. Amazingly, he survived again and returned to working on the buses.&lt;br /&gt;The executioner found him one day, when on his way into the town.&lt;br /&gt;"How did you survive the electric chair - twice? It was the banana, wasn't it!"&lt;br /&gt;"No," said the man. "I'm just a bad conductor."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-1254568401963682235?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/1254568401963682235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=1254568401963682235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1254568401963682235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1254568401963682235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/11/on-buses.html' title='On The Buses'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-7330343440211382318</id><published>2008-11-24T11:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.817-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dodgems</title><content type='html'>The Credit Crunch is affecting fairgrounds now. A friend of mine is a dodgems owner, and has been sacked due to rising costs. He's sueing for funfair dismissal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-7330343440211382318?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/7330343440211382318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=7330343440211382318' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/7330343440211382318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/7330343440211382318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/11/dodgems.html' title='Dodgems'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-607050639083372136</id><published>2008-09-08T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shorties'/><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>I recently joined the Gym. There's a machine there, only used it for an hour and I feel sick.&lt;br /&gt;It's got Kit Kats, Twixes, Mars Bars and everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-607050639083372136?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/607050639083372136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=607050639083372136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/607050639083372136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/607050639083372136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/09/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-7170383955638191353</id><published>2008-09-08T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Russian Insects</title><content type='html'>What do you call a cautious Russian wasp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Cagey Bee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-7170383955638191353?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/7170383955638191353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=7170383955638191353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/7170383955638191353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/7170383955638191353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/09/russian-insects.html' title='Russian Insects'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-5141350177275316656</id><published>2008-09-02T11:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.818-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='englishman irishman scotsman'/><title type='text'>The Bald Witch</title><content type='html'>An Englishman, Irishman and Scotsman are captured by a bald witch.&lt;br /&gt;"I will set you free," she said, "If you do something better than I can."&lt;br /&gt;The Englishman went first. He drank 14 glasses of water. The witch drank 15.&lt;br /&gt;Then came the Irishman. He hopped for 5 miles. The witch hopped for 6.&lt;br /&gt;The Scotsman was last. He calmly went up to the witch and pulled out a comb and combed his hair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-5141350177275316656?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/5141350177275316656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=5141350177275316656' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/5141350177275316656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/5141350177275316656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/09/bald-witch.html' title='The Bald Witch'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-526364349436364591</id><published>2008-09-02T11:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='doctor doctor'/><title type='text'>You're Pulling My Leg</title><content type='html'>A man goes to the doctor, to find out what's wrong with his leg.&lt;br /&gt;"If you put your ear to it," he tells the doctor, "it sounds like it's asking for money."&lt;br /&gt;The Doctor listens to it through his stethoscope and hears, "Give me a tenner, give me a tenner!"&lt;br /&gt;"If seen this before. Your leg's broke."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-526364349436364591?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/526364349436364591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=526364349436364591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/526364349436364591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/526364349436364591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-pulling-my-leg.html' title='You&amp;#39;re Pulling My Leg'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-2523462943886515327</id><published>2008-08-31T12:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Chicken Library</title><content type='html'>A chicken runs into the library and shouts out "BOOK, BOOK,BOOK!"&lt;br /&gt;The librarian, looking very puzzled, hands over a Crime novel, and the Chicken runs out.&lt;br /&gt;A few minutes later, the Chicken comes back.&lt;br /&gt;"BOOK, BOOK, BOOK!"&lt;br /&gt;It leaves with another novel.&lt;br /&gt;Later, the Chicken returns, "BOOK, BOOK, BOOK." This time the librarian follows it.&lt;br /&gt;It runs to a pond nearby and shows a frog the book.&lt;br /&gt;"Read it, Read it!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-2523462943886515327?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2523462943886515327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=2523462943886515327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/2523462943886515327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/2523462943886515327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/chicken-library.html' title='Chicken Library'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-2290186998355477462</id><published>2008-08-31T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.819-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Faithful Pet?</title><content type='html'>A policeman is on the beat and spots an old man, pulling a Brick on a lead. The policeman walks over to him and realises that he must be a bit simple.&lt;br /&gt;"Nice dog you've got there." he said.&lt;br /&gt;"It's not a dog, it's a brick." the old man replied.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh... Sorry..." said the Policeman, who turned and walked away.&lt;br /&gt;The old man looked at the brick.&lt;br /&gt;"That fooled him didn't it Rover!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-2290186998355477462?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/2290186998355477462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=2290186998355477462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/2290186998355477462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/2290186998355477462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/faithful-pet.html' title='Faithful Pet?'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-5351726750477676133</id><published>2008-08-31T12:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Penguin Pal</title><content type='html'>A man was walking through a park and found a lonely penguin wandering around. He picked it up and took it to the Police Station.&lt;br /&gt;"Take it to the zoo." the Officer said.&lt;br /&gt;The next day, the same Police Officer was walking down the street. He saw the man, with the Penguin in his arms.&lt;br /&gt;"I thought I told you to take it to the zoo!" he cried out.&lt;br /&gt;"I did," replied the man,"now I'm taking it to the Cinema."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-5351726750477676133?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/5351726750477676133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=5351726750477676133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/5351726750477676133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/5351726750477676133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/penguin-pal.html' title='Penguin Pal'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-6892498136071819478</id><published>2008-08-31T12:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>In The Stables</title><content type='html'>Two racing Horses were in the stable, discussing their recent races.&lt;br /&gt;"I've won the last 5 races I've been in!" says Golden Boy.&lt;br /&gt;"Well I've won my last 8!" replied Silver Star.&lt;br /&gt;"I don't mean to boast, but I've won my last 15 races."&lt;br /&gt;The horses turn round to see a greyhound in the corner.&lt;br /&gt;"Wow. A talking dog."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-6892498136071819478?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6892498136071819478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=6892498136071819478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6892498136071819478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6892498136071819478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/in-stables.html' title='In The Stables'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-6088121819705643665</id><published>2008-08-31T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Dog In a Bank</title><content type='html'>A dog walked into a bank and asked for a loan.&lt;br /&gt;He was refused, so came back later with a china teapot.&lt;br /&gt;"I'll give you this teapot is you give me a loan."&lt;br /&gt;The bank assistant, Patty Whack, asked for his name.&lt;br /&gt;"My name is Billy. My owner is Mick Jagger."&lt;br /&gt;Patty got her manager to deal with the dog. She told him about his owner and the teapot.&lt;br /&gt;He replied, "It's a knick-knack, Patty Whack, give the dog a loan, his old man's a Rolling Stone."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-6088121819705643665?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6088121819705643665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=6088121819705643665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6088121819705643665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6088121819705643665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/dog-in-bank.html' title='Dog In a Bank'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-6114776493428697364</id><published>2008-08-27T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.820-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous faces'/><title type='text'>Ghandi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Mahatma Ghandi, was a very old, frail man. He walked about a lot on barefoot, so developed a few blisters on his feet. He also ate a lot of spicy Indian foods. What did he become?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Super Fragile Calloused Mystic Hexed by Halitosis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-6114776493428697364?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/6114776493428697364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=6114776493428697364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6114776493428697364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/6114776493428697364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/ghandi.html' title='Ghandi'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-3946840630438910912</id><published>2008-08-27T12:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous faces'/><title type='text'>Dubya</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;George W. Bush is in his office one day, trying to figure out a jigsaw puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;"This should be easy," he said, "the last time I did a jigsaw I did it in 1 year, when it said 3-5 years on the box."&lt;br /&gt;Half an hour later, he is still at it, so he calls in Dick Cheney.&lt;br /&gt;"I can't do this jigsaw, it should make a rooster!"&lt;br /&gt;"Now, now, sir, put the Cornflakes back in the box..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-3946840630438910912?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/3946840630438910912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=3946840630438910912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/3946840630438910912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/3946840630438910912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/dubya.html' title='Dubya'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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-7948708681991967394.post-1614332457959664007</id><published>2008-08-27T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-17T13:48:35.821-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='famous faces'/><title type='text'>The Lie Clocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;A man died and went to heaven.&lt;br /&gt;When he got there, he was shown into an office.&lt;br /&gt;"Sit down," said an angel.&lt;br /&gt;The man sat and looked around. All over the walls were lots of clocks, some ticking slowly, some ticking quickly. Some weren't ticking at all.&lt;br /&gt;"What are all these clocks for?" the man asked.&lt;br /&gt;"They are lie clocks. Every time someone lies, the clock ticks. That's Mother Theresa's over there. It has never moved. Over there is Nelson Mandela's. It has only moved a couple of times."&lt;br /&gt;"I wonder where George Bush's is..." the man wondered.&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, Jesus has it in his office as a desk fan."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7948708681991967394-1614332457959664007?l=theonlinejoker.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/feeds/1614332457959664007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7948708681991967394&amp;postID=1614332457959664007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1614332457959664007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7948708681991967394/posts/default/1614332457959664007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://theonlinejoker.blogspot.com/2008/08/lie-clocks.html' title='The Lie Clocks'/><author><name>Calmac Ferries</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></feed>
