<?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-7280782282579460420</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:44:25.510-07:00</updated><category term='story'/><category term='the'/><category term='funny'/><title type='text'>THE FUNNY STORY</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7280782282579460420.post-8095931624002637873</id><published>2009-05-08T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:20:57.357-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE BITTEN OF THE BEE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;A man has Bitten his genitals by the bee,&lt;br /&gt;when praying in the temple, then he prays:" the lord, eliminate the illness, but perpetuate his swelling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7280782282579460420-8095931624002637873?l=hahahastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8095931624002637873/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitten-of-bee.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/8095931624002637873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/8095931624002637873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/bitten-of-bee.html' title='THE BITTEN OF THE BEE'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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-7280782282579460420.post-3654317662077679068</id><published>2009-05-08T06:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T07:00:41.211-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='the'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='story'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>THE INTIMATE STORY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;There is a pair of husband and wife that have marry 20 years old. strangely, every time carry out the husband and wife's relations, the husband always asks Light is killed. "this am correctly-stupid! "says the wife in my heart. "tonight light will I light! "the determination. Such was, when that night they while am in love, the wife immediately to on room light. How startled is him when see his husband am holding seks aids. the wife really Disappointed and angry. "So for 20 years you cheat me??? You Evidently impotent!!! to Explain this all!!!! "the husband gaze at his wife very sticky and with Calm say,"I will explain all ini if you explain who the father dari the three children in this house. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7280782282579460420-3654317662077679068?l=hahahastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/3654317662077679068/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-pair-of-husband-and-wife-that.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/3654317662077679068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/3654317662077679068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/there-is-pair-of-husband-and-wife-that.html' title='THE INTIMATE STORY'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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-7280782282579460420.post-8064902230727330003</id><published>2009-05-08T04:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T05:00:06.339-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE MAN IS SEEN FROM THE METHOD URINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Method The man the Hater: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;After urinate continue   spit pee him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The indifferent man: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;am finished urine, risleting not is closed, trousers not in the button. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;The man handsoom: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Urine in the refrigerator. &lt;br /&gt;The Cunning man: urine in the swimming pool.&lt;br /&gt;The Brave man: swimming pool urine From on the edge of the pond.&lt;br /&gt;The Hot man: urine near the stove.&lt;br /&gt;The man the Crocodile: urine while prone position.&lt;br /&gt;The Careful man: urine to out slowly (frightened the sound).&lt;br /&gt;The man the Trade Person cheat: if urine in toilet the public, like liatin have his next neighbour.&lt;br /&gt;The man am in vain: the Pass kebelet urine, hurriedly runs to toilet, not yet narrow take off trousers has pee in trousers first&lt;br /&gt;The man the Self-confidence: if his head urine is erect, while tough in the future.&lt;br /&gt;The man the Entertainer: if urine while whistling or sing.&lt;br /&gt;The man the Scientist: Each urine time, partly pees him always is set aside as the sample to be researched.&lt;br /&gt;The Sensitive man: Just drink a little has Impatient pee.&lt;br /&gt;The man Dammit: Again urine, want to fart that go out Defecate …&lt;br /&gt;The Wasteful man: drink a little, In the bed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7280782282579460420-8064902230727330003?l=hahahastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/8064902230727330003/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-is-seen-from-method-urine.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/8064902230727330003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/8064902230727330003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/man-is-seen-from-method-urine.html' title='THE MAN IS SEEN FROM THE METHOD URINE'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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-7280782282579460420.post-1116403746831396794</id><published>2009-05-08T04:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T04:25:08.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DENTIST WHO HAS THE ENEMY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;               &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;   This Sunday my personal method of the dentist's medical treatment is rather strange. Every time want to examine my teeth, I am told to appear outside the window of his practice while opening the mouth and to out the tongue until his calculation to ten. Because all the patients are also treated same, finally am determined is asked about by me the method of kind medical treatment what this. My doctor answer calmly: “A I am enemies with the neighbour in front of my house!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7280782282579460420-1116403746831396794?l=hahahastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1116403746831396794/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentist-who-has-enemy.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/1116403746831396794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/1116403746831396794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/dentist-who-has-enemy.html' title='THE DENTIST WHO HAS THE ENEMY'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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-7280782282579460420.post-1625847600973122384</id><published>2009-05-08T03:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T03:54:55.262-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE THREAT OF THE BIRTHDAY GIFT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;       &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    A child really wants a new bicycle for his birthday gift. therefore he prepares a glass milk for his father that he hopes after coming home, from the work the father sees him and afterwards gives him a new bicycle. And true, when his father comes home from work so protracted him, the father then sees a glass milk with the label “for this love” Father, he is very happy. In the cold night, he then gulps completely warm milk that is prepared by his child. After finishing milk a glass that, he finds a letter by these milk glasses, is written: “Father if Father places a new bicycle in front of my room, I will give the antidote for poison that is mixt by me in milk that Father.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7280782282579460420-1625847600973122384?l=hahahastory.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/feeds/1625847600973122384/comments/default' title='Poskan Komentar'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/threat-of-birthday-gift.html#comment-form' title='0 Komentar'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/1625847600973122384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7280782282579460420/posts/default/1625847600973122384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hahahastory.blogspot.com/2009/05/threat-of-birthday-gift.html' title='THE THREAT OF THE BIRTHDAY GIFT'/><author><name>Said</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09679449117707654862</uri><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>
