<?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-7868683864261477124</id><updated>2012-01-26T18:58:54.061+05:30</updated><category term='humour'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='jokes'/><category term='fun'/><category term='anecdotes'/><category term='lawyers'/><title type='text'>www.reachout.net.in/humour</title><subtitle type='html'>Jokes, anecdotes, cartoons, quips, PJs just about everything; but preferably those that can teach something.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>361</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-4422017329692923618</id><published>2012-01-26T18:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2012-01-26T18:58:54.142+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Back-seat Cooking</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4422017329692923618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4422017329692923618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4422017329692923618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4422017329692923618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2012/01/back-seat-cooking.html' title='Back-seat Cooking'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7658889062401829661</id><published>2011-12-29T15:18:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:18:25.985+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Energy Jokes</title><summary type='text'>
Due to the current economic climate the "Light at the end of the tunnel" has been switched off.
Q. how many consultants does it take to change a light bulbA. I'll have an estimate for you a week from Monday
Q. how many students does it take to change a light bulbA. None. They're bright enough to use compact flourescent bulbs that nearly never need changing
Q. how many mother in-laws does it take</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7658889062401829661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7658889062401829661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7658889062401829661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7658889062401829661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/12/energy-jokes.html' title='Energy Jokes'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1538839886303427769</id><published>2011-12-29T15:12:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-29T15:12:46.044+05:30</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humour'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lawyers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anecdotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jokes'/><title type='text'>A collection of lawyer jokes</title><summary type='text'>
"Lawyer: An individual whose principal role is to protect his clients from others                              of his profession." --Anonymous 
First lawyer: "You're an unmitigated liar." Second lawyer: "You're a lowdowncheat." Judge: "Now that the lawyers have identified themselves, let us proceed." 
"It's better to enter the mouth of a tiger than a court of law." --Chinese proverb 
Having </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1538839886303427769/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1538839886303427769' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1538839886303427769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1538839886303427769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/12/collection-of-lawyer-jokes.html' title='A collection of lawyer jokes'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8020692236228764787</id><published>2011-12-10T19:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-12-10T19:34:51.774+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Funny Airline Cabin Crew Announcements</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8020692236228764787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8020692236228764787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8020692236228764787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8020692236228764787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/12/funny-airline-cabin-crew-announcements.html' title='Funny Airline Cabin Crew Announcements'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8181882941764206704</id><published>2011-10-26T21:11:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-26T21:12:04.606+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Prickly Porcupine</title><summary type='text'>It was the coldest           winter ever. Many animals died because of the cold. The           porcupines, realizing the situation, decided to group together           to keep warm. This way they covered and protected themselves;           but the quills of each one wounded their closest companions.                                             After               awhile, they decided to distance </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8181882941764206704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8181882941764206704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8181882941764206704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8181882941764206704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/10/prickly-porcupine.html' title='The Prickly Porcupine'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5214111483225695213</id><published>2011-10-09T19:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-09T19:29:51.896+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Obedient Wife</title><summary type='text'>There         was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his         money, and was a real "miser" when it came to his money.      Just          before he died, he said to his wife... "When I die, I want you         to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to         take my money to the afterlife with me." And so he got his wife         to promise him, with all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5214111483225695213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5214111483225695213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5214111483225695213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5214111483225695213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/10/obedient-wife.html' title='The Obedient Wife'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8670320730444596280</id><published>2011-10-09T18:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-10-09T18:11:23.851+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Dashing through the Mall</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-US   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8670320730444596280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8670320730444596280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8670320730444596280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8670320730444596280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/10/dashing-through-mall.html' title='Dashing through the Mall'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3098745859636779704</id><published>2011-09-25T17:31:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:31:26.904+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Deft &amp; Daft Definitions</title><summary type='text'>ATOM BOMB:          An invention to bring an end to all inventions               BOSS:          Someone who is early when you are late and late when you are early               CIGARETTE:          A pinch of tobacco rolled in paper with fire at one end and a fool     at the other!               CLASSIC:          A book which people praise, but never read               COMMITTEE:          </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3098745859636779704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3098745859636779704' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3098745859636779704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3098745859636779704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/09/deft-daft-definitions.html' title='Deft &amp; Daft Definitions'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6632096551558825742</id><published>2011-09-25T17:28:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:28:46.011+05:30</updated><title type='text'>High Expectations</title><summary type='text'>It was professor smith's first day at St.         Johns medical college as a faculty. Known for his teaching         excellence,         he made his entry into a classroom of 1st year medical students,         where he received a warm welcome from the students, followed by         their intro.           To start with, he planned to put forth a         question to the class. He said, "Well </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6632096551558825742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6632096551558825742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6632096551558825742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6632096551558825742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/09/high-expectations.html' title='High Expectations'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8272984689589114438</id><published>2011-09-25T17:26:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-09-25T17:26:11.242+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Common Sense</title><summary type='text'>An Obituary in the London Times.....Absolutely Brilliant !!!Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common Sense, who has been with us for many years.No one knows for sure how old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic red tape.He will be remembered as having cultivated such valuable lessons as:-Knowing when to come in out of the rain;- Why the early bird </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8272984689589114438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8272984689589114438' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8272984689589114438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8272984689589114438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/09/common-sense.html' title='Common Sense'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-4179464405094624620</id><published>2011-05-08T21:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2011-05-08T21:29:11.048+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never Be Late</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt; 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       &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0                                 false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/405816643110777099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=405816643110777099' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/405816643110777099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/405816643110777099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2011/01/released-by-society-for-prevention-of.html' title='Released by Society for Prevention of Cruelty to Husbands.'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-3728451532006683265</id><published>2010-12-25T12:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:40:09.831+05:30</updated><title type='text'>English IS a Funny Language</title><summary type='text'>There is no egg in       eggplant or       ham in hamburger;      neither apple nor       pine in       pineapple.      English muffins       were not invented       in England or french fries in France.      Sweetmeats are       candies, while       sweetbreads, which aren't sweet, are meat.      We take English       for granted. But       if we explore its paradoxes, we find that quicksand can</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3728451532006683265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3728451532006683265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3728451532006683265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3728451532006683265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/12/english-is-funny-language.html' title='English IS a Funny Language'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2298649300854503551</id><published>2010-12-25T12:28:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-12-25T12:29:05.446+05:30</updated><title type='text'>What IT Feels like</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0                                 false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2298649300854503551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2298649300854503551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2298649300854503551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2298649300854503551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/12/what-it-feels-like.html' title='What IT Feels like'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1097636865434275194</id><published>2010-11-07T20:50:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:50:47.846+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Once Upon a Time..</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1097636865434275194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1097636865434275194' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1097636865434275194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1097636865434275194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/11/once-upon-time.html' title='Once Upon a Time..'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-948290179389447448</id><published>2010-11-07T20:48:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:48:34.533+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Sister Mathematical &amp; Sister Logical</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/948290179389447448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=948290179389447448' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/948290179389447448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/948290179389447448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/11/sister-mathematical-sister-logical.html' title='Sister Mathematical &amp; Sister Logical'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-9125199908591148048</id><published>2010-11-07T20:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:44:52.906+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Advertisement for Wife Wanted</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/9125199908591148048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=9125199908591148048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/9125199908591148048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/9125199908591148048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/11/advertisement-for-wife-wanted.html' title='Advertisement for Wife Wanted'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7296916884167927124</id><published>2010-11-07T20:41:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T20:41:29.247+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pretense</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7296916884167927124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7296916884167927124' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7296916884167927124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7296916884167927124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/11/pretense.html' title='Pretense'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2080650337969683345</id><published>2010-11-07T10:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-11-07T10:33:24.475+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Think &amp; Act Higher</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2080650337969683345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2080650337969683345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2080650337969683345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2080650337969683345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/11/think-act-higher.html' title='Think &amp; Act Higher'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8898121558103185106</id><published>2010-10-31T20:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-10-31T20:47:30.717+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Lawyer Who Refused To Donate</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8898121558103185106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8898121558103185106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8898121558103185106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8898121558103185106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/10/lawyer-who-refused-to-donate.html' title='The Lawyer Who Refused To Donate'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7277068828967753814</id><published>2010-09-14T19:07:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-14T19:07:29.605+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Isn't That Precious?</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7277068828967753814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7277068828967753814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7277068828967753814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7277068828967753814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/isnt-that-precious.html' title='Isn&apos;t That Precious?'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2308941661238604240</id><published>2010-09-14T18:38:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:39:04.393+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The General and the Boy</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2308941661238604240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2308941661238604240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2308941661238604240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2308941661238604240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/general-and-boy.html' title='The General and the Boy'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2391600547152765743</id><published>2010-09-14T18:20:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-14T18:21:10.900+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Perfect Woman</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2391600547152765743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2391600547152765743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2391600547152765743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2391600547152765743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/perfect-woman.html' title='The Perfect Woman'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6415737475617364770</id><published>2010-09-05T19:36:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:36:22.203+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Advertising Terms Explained</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6415737475617364770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6415737475617364770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6415737475617364770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6415737475617364770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/advertising-terms-explained.html' title='Advertising Terms Explained'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4106695136374969882</id><published>2010-09-05T19:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:34:48.850+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bears</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4106695136374969882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4106695136374969882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4106695136374969882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4106695136374969882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/bears.html' title='Bears'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7553527814963989680</id><published>2010-09-05T19:33:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:33:12.180+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Waiting in Line</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7553527814963989680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7553527814963989680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7553527814963989680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7553527814963989680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/waiting-in-line.html' title='Waiting in Line'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1314242045847034088</id><published>2010-09-05T19:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:32:04.901+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Checking out at Walmart</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1314242045847034088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1314242045847034088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1314242045847034088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1314242045847034088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/checking-out-at-walmart.html' title='Checking out at Walmart'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8255209488823254103</id><published>2010-09-05T19:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:30:29.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Playpen</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8255209488823254103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8255209488823254103' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8255209488823254103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8255209488823254103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/playpen.html' title='Playpen'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3845716593823141748</id><published>2010-09-05T19:29:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-09-05T19:29:25.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Did Noah Go Fishing?</title><summary type='text'>                         &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;        &lt;![endif]--&gt;               &lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;     Normal   0               false   false   false      EN-IN   X-NONE   X-NONE                                                                                             &lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3845716593823141748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3845716593823141748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3845716593823141748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3845716593823141748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/09/did-noah-go-fishing.html' title='Did Noah Go Fishing?'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7318426821590806455</id><published>2010-07-05T19:47:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-07-05T19:47:35.801+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Best Lawyer Story You Ever Heard</title><summary type='text'>Charlotte , North Carolina .   A lawyer purchased a box of very rare and expensive cigars, then insured  them against, among other things, fire. Within a month, having smoked his entire stockpile of these great  cigars and without yet having made even his first premium payment on the policy  the lawyer filed a claim against the insurance company. In his claim, the lawyer  stated the cigars were </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7318426821590806455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7318426821590806455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7318426821590806455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7318426821590806455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/07/best-lawyer-story-you-ever-heard.html' title='The Best Lawyer Story You Ever Heard'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5075786371345338000</id><published>2010-06-29T18:23:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:23:44.432+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Diligence</title><summary type='text'> A fellow stopped at a rural gas station and, after filling his  tank, he bought a soft drink. He stood by his car to drink his cola and he  watched a couple of men working along the roadside.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns  = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; One man would dig a hole two or three feet deep and then move on.  The other man came along behind and filled in the hole. While </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5075786371345338000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5075786371345338000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5075786371345338000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5075786371345338000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/06/diligence.html' title='Diligence'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3020440452062117497</id><published>2010-06-15T18:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-06-15T18:39:55.919+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts about Men</title><summary type='text'>Thought  1 When  we are born, our mothers get the compliments and the  flowers. When  we are married, our brides get the presents and the  publicity. When  we die, our widows get the life insurance. What  do women want to be liberated from? Thought  2 The  average man's life consists of : Twenty  years of having his mother ask him where he is going, Forty  years of having his wife ask the same </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3020440452062117497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3020440452062117497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3020440452062117497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3020440452062117497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/06/thoughts-about-men.html' title='Thoughts about Men'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4957594111257974519</id><published>2010-02-28T14:01:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T14:03:11.686+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Well-Planned Retirement - From The London Times:</title><summary type='text'>  Outside the Bristol Zoo, in England , there is a  parking Lot for 150 cars and 8 coaches, or buses.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; It was manned by a very pleasant attendant with a  Ticket machine charging cars £1 (about $1.40) and Coaches £5 (about  $7). This parking attendant worked there solid for all of  25 Years.  Then, one day, he just  didn't</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4957594111257974519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4957594111257974519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4957594111257974519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4957594111257974519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/02/well-planned-retirement-from-london.html' title='A Well-Planned Retirement - From The London Times:'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-8702748615089066740</id><published>2010-02-28T12:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T12:52:32.161+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Husband &amp; Wife</title><summary type='text'> Husband  &amp; Wife - Love Your Enemy&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; From his death bed, the husband called his wife and  said, "One month after I die I want you to marry  Samy." "Samy! But he is your enemy !" "Yes, I know that !  I've suffered all these years so let him suffer  now." Husband  &amp; Wife - Wedding Ring At the cocktail party, one woman said </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8702748615089066740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8702748615089066740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8702748615089066740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8702748615089066740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/02/husband-wife.html' title='Husband &amp; Wife'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7868683864261477124.post-2273301137278124245</id><published>2010-02-28T11:23:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-28T11:24:49.558+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Maid Who Got A Raise</title><summary type='text'>A Mexican maid asked for a pay increase. The wife was very upset  about this and asked: 'Now  Maria,  why do you want a pay increase?'&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Maria: 'Well Seora, there are three reasons why I want an  increase. The first is that I iron better than you.' Wife: 'Who said you iron better than me?' Maria: 'Your husband said so.' </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2273301137278124245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2273301137278124245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2273301137278124245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2273301137278124245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/02/maid-who-got-raise.html' title='The Maid Who Got A Raise'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-33124743647923819</id><published>2010-02-21T19:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-02-21T19:18:55.291+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Parents' Notes for their children being absent.... Hilarious</title><summary type='text'> NO PARENT LEFT BEHIND...&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; These are simply irresistible. I promise you, you'll laugh out  loud.  These are real notes written by parents in the Memphis school  district. Spellings have been left intact.    1.  My son is under a  doctor's care and should not take PE today Please execute  him. 2.  Please exkuce lisa  for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/33124743647923819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=33124743647923819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/33124743647923819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/33124743647923819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/02/parents-notes-for-their-children-being.html' title='Parents&apos; Notes for their children being absent.... Hilarious'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-986328553696068766</id><published>2010-01-02T22:21:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:22:30.728+05:30</updated><title type='text'>33 Names of Things You Never Knew Had Names</title><summary type='text'>1.  AGLET - The plain or ornamental covering on the end of a  shoelace. 2.  ARMSAYE - The armhole in clothing. 3.  CHANKING - Spat-out food, such as rinds or pits. 4.  COLUMELLA NASI - The bottom part of the nose between the  nostrils. 5.  DRAGÉES - Small beadlike pieces of candy, usually silver-coloured, used for  decorating cookies, cakes and sundaes.  6.  FEAT - A dangling curl of hair. 7.  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/986328553696068766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=986328553696068766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/986328553696068766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/986328553696068766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/33-names-of-things-you-never-knew-had.html' title='33 Names of Things You Never Knew Had Names'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3765989642608991098</id><published>2010-01-02T22:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T22:17:25.175+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Commonly Used Phrases at the Office and... What they really mean!</title><summary type='text'>1.  For your information, please. (FYI)  Meaning:  I don't know what to do with this, so please keep  it. 2.  Noted and returned. Meaning:  I don't know what to do with this, so please keep it little  while. 3.  Review and comment.. Meaning:  Do the dirty work so that I can forward it. 4..  Action please. Meaning:  Get yourself involved for me. Don't worry, I'll claim the  credit. 5.  For your </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3765989642608991098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3765989642608991098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3765989642608991098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3765989642608991098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/commonly-used-phrases-at-office-and.html' title='Commonly Used Phrases at the Office and... What they really mean!'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4250335208724672796</id><published>2010-01-02T18:16:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-02T18:17:13.785+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never Mess with Old People</title><summary type='text'> Revenue Canada decides to audit Grandpa, and summons him to the  Revenue Canada office. The auditor was not surprised when Grandpa showed up with his  attorney. The auditor said,   'Well, sir, you have an extravagant lifestyle  and no full-time employment, Which you  explain by  saying that you win  money gambling. I'm not sure Revenue Canada finds that  believable.' I'm a great gambler, and I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4250335208724672796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4250335208724672796' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4250335208724672796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4250335208724672796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/never-mess-with-old-people.html' title='Never Mess with Old People'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2521669352502918270</id><published>2010-01-01T21:57:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2010-01-01T21:57:46.620+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious Airline Announcements</title><summary type='text'> United  Flight Attendant announced, 'People, people we're not picking out furniture  here, find a seat and get in it! ************************************* On  landing, the stewardess said, 'Please be sure to take all of your  belongings.  If you're going to  leave anything, please make sure it's something we'd like to have.  ' ************************************* 'There  may be 50 ways to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2521669352502918270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2521669352502918270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2521669352502918270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2521669352502918270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2010/01/hilarious-airline-announcements.html' title='Hilarious Airline Announcements'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7050346792762343469</id><published>2009-10-18T20:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-18T20:18:58.976+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Letter to the Boss</title><summary type='text'>A Boss looking through his Mail Box was astonished to see a mail  from an Employee who was supposed to be busy working at Client side on a  critical project. It had the subject - "TaTa - Bye Bye". With the worst  premonition he opened the mail and read the content with trembling  hands:-&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; Dear Sir, It is with great regret</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7050346792762343469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7050346792762343469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7050346792762343469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7050346792762343469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/10/letter-to-boss.html' title='Letter to the Boss'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5992146826591096110</id><published>2009-10-11T20:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-10-11T20:06:00.752+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts from Man's heart</title><summary type='text'>Thought 1&lt;?xml:namespace  prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; When we are born, our mothers get the compliments and the  flowers. When we are married, our brides get the presents and the  publicity. When we die, our widows get the life  insurance. What do women want to be liberated from? Thought  2 The average man's life consists of: Twenty years of having his mother ask</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5992146826591096110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5992146826591096110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5992146826591096110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5992146826591096110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/10/thoughts-from-mans-heart.html' title='Thoughts from Man&apos;s heart'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1305576186489499625</id><published>2009-09-13T20:03:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:04:16.129+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Driving Lesson</title><summary type='text'> My teenaged niece Elizabeth was nervous as she took  the wheel for her first driving lesson. As she was pulling out of the parking  lot, the instructor said, "Turn left here, and don't forget to let the people  behind you know what you're doing." &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Elizabeth turned to the students sitting in the  backseat and announced, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1305576186489499625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1305576186489499625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1305576186489499625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1305576186489499625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/09/driving-lesson.html' title='Driving Lesson'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5510723787020487004</id><published>2009-09-13T20:02:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:03:03.882+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy Surprise</title><summary type='text'>During a test I was administering, I noticed that one of my married  students, who was quite pregnant, kept rubbing her side. After class, before she  left, I asked her, "Are you okay?" I noticed you were holding onto your side."  &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; "Oh, I'm fine," she answered. "It's just that my baby was pushing  his foot up and down my</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5510723787020487004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5510723787020487004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5510723787020487004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5510723787020487004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/09/pregnancy-surprise.html' title='Pregnancy Surprise'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1830021703263080384</id><published>2009-09-13T20:01:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-09-13T20:01:59.889+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Bird Calls</title><summary type='text'> One evening an avid bird watcher stood in his backyard and heard an  owl hoot. So he thought he'd give a hoot back. To his surprise and delight the  bird hooted again. The next night the same scenario occurred. &lt;?xml:namespace  prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; All Summer, the man and his feathered friend hooted back and forth.  He even kept a log of the "</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1830021703263080384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1830021703263080384' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1830021703263080384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1830021703263080384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/09/bird-calls.html' title='Bird Calls'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6120234157366913813</id><published>2009-08-30T19:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:23:57.517+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Effective Communication</title><summary type='text'>Hu Jintao was named chief of the Communist Party in  China.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; SCENE: The Oval Office. George Bush and Condolezza  Rice. George: Condi! Nice to see you What''s  happening? Condi: Sir, I have the report about the new leader of  China. George: Great. Let's hear it. Condi: Hu is the new leader of China. George: That's what I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6120234157366913813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6120234157366913813' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6120234157366913813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6120234157366913813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/08/effective-communication.html' title='Effective Communication'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4169789690980452974</id><published>2009-08-30T18:50:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:51:10.103+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Loving Husband</title><summary type='text'>Several men are in  the  changing room of a golf club. A mobile phone on a bench rings and a man engages  the hands free speaker-function and begins to talk.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns  = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Everyone else in the room stops to listen. MAN: "Hello"? WOMAN: "Darling, it's me. Are you at the  club?" MAN: "Yes" WOMAN: "I am at the shopping   centre and found</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4169789690980452974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4169789690980452974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4169789690980452974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4169789690980452974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/08/loving-husband.html' title='The Loving Husband'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3031691756894615054</id><published>2009-08-30T18:37:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:38:14.546+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Honest Lawyer</title><summary type='text'>An investment counselor decided to go out on her own. She was  shrewd and diligent, so business kept coming in, and pretty soon she realized  that she needed an in-house counsel. The investment banker began to interview  young lawyers.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;  "As I'm sure you can  understand," she started off with one of the first applicants, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3031691756894615054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3031691756894615054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3031691756894615054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3031691756894615054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/08/honest-lawyer.html' title='The Honest Lawyer'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7736519988561517910</id><published>2009-08-30T18:33:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:34:52.565+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Squeezing Every Last Drop</title><summary type='text'> The local bar was so sure its bartender was the  strongest man around that they offered a standing $1000 bet. The bartender would  squeeze a lemon until all the juice ran into a glass, and hand the lemon to a  patron. Anyone who could squeeze one more drop of juice out would win the  money.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; Many people had tried over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7736519988561517910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7736519988561517910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7736519988561517910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7736519988561517910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/08/squeezing-every-last-drop.html' title='Squeezing Every Last Drop'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3777522046210770481</id><published>2009-08-30T18:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-08-30T18:31:03.240+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Timely Logic Saves the Day</title><summary type='text'>Young Man: Sir, may I know the time, please?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix  = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Old Man: Certainly not. Young Man: Sir, but why? What are you going to lose, if you tell me  the time? Old Man: Yes, I may lose something if I tell you the  time. Young Man: But Sir, can you tell me how? Old Man: See, if I tell you the time you will definitely thank me  and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3777522046210770481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3777522046210770481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3777522046210770481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3777522046210770481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/08/timely-logic-saves-day.html' title='Timely Logic Saves the Day'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-466879449029208346</id><published>2009-06-28T22:29:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:30:16.613+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Car Accident</title><summary type='text'>A woman and a man are involved in a car accident, Both of their  cars are totally demolished but amazingly neither of them are  hurt.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; After they crawl out of their cars, the woman says, "Wow, just look  at our cars! There's nothing left but fortunately we are not hurt. This must be  a sign from God that we should meet </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/466879449029208346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=466879449029208346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/466879449029208346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/466879449029208346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/car-accident.html' title='The Car Accident'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8647934893888704226</id><published>2009-06-28T22:19:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-28T22:21:05.443+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How To Stop Free Advise</title><summary type='text'> A doctor and  a lawyer were talking at a party. Their conversation was constantly interrupted  by people describing their ailments and asking the doctor for free medical  advice.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; After an hour  of this, the exasperated doctor asked the lawyer, "What do you do to stop people  from asking you for legal advice when you're </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8647934893888704226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8647934893888704226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8647934893888704226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8647934893888704226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/how-to-stop-free-advise.html' title='How To Stop Free Advise'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4619935248690539923</id><published>2009-06-28T21:05:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-28T21:06:37.229+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Secret of a happily married life</title><summary type='text'> Once X asked Y, "What is the secret behind your happy married  life?" &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; Y said, "You should share responsibilities with due love and  respect to each other. Then absolutely there will be no problems."   X asked, "Can you explain?"  Y said, "In my house, I take decisions on bigger issues where as my  wife decides on </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4619935248690539923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4619935248690539923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4619935248690539923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4619935248690539923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/secret-of-happily-married-life.html' title='Secret of a happily married life'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8622039546989678744</id><published>2009-06-07T12:54:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:54:12.514+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Loving Husband</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Shabbir  Kagalwala (kagalwalashabbir @ yahoo.co.in) Several men are in  the  changing room of a golf club. A mobile phone on a bench rings and a man engages  the hands free speaker-function and begins to talk.  Everyone else in the room stops to listen. MAN: "Hello"? WOMAN: "Darling, it's me. Are you at the  club?" MAN: "Yes" WOMAN: "I am at the shopping   centre and found this </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8622039546989678744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8622039546989678744' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8622039546989678744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8622039546989678744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/loving-husband.html' title='The Loving Husband'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7196883735650048144</id><published>2009-06-07T12:53:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-07T12:53:51.182+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Inner Peace</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Nanci  Baren (nancibaren @ yahoo.com) If you can start the day without caffeine, If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,   If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,   If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it,   If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you  anytime,  If you can take criticism and</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7196883735650048144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7196883735650048144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7196883735650048144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7196883735650048144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/inner-peace.html' title='Inner Peace'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2392452527355542826</id><published>2009-06-04T20:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:05:13.997+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some Important Laws Which Newton Forgot to State..........</title><summary type='text'> Contributed  by: verygood101 @ yahoo.com LAW OF QUEUE: If you change queues, the one you have  left will start to move faster than the one you are in now.   LAW OF TELEPHONE: When you dial a wrong number, you  never get an engaged one.  LAW OF MECHANICAL REPAIR : After your hands become  coated with grease, your nose will begin to itch. LAW OF THE WORKSHOP: Any tool, when dropped, will roll  to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2392452527355542826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2392452527355542826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2392452527355542826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2392452527355542826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/some-important-laws-which-newton-forgot.html' title='Some Important Laws Which Newton Forgot to State..........'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5102713947807733954</id><published>2009-06-04T20:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-04T20:04:32.739+05:30</updated><title type='text'>College Cowboy</title><summary type='text'>A young cowboy from Rosetown, Saskatchewan goes off to college, but  halfway through the semester he foolishly has squandered all of his  money. He calls home. 'Dad,' he says, 'you won't believe what modern  education is developing. They actually have a program here in Regina that will  teach our dog Ol' Blue how to talk.' 'That's amazing!' his Dad says 'How do I get Ol' Blue in that  program?' '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5102713947807733954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5102713947807733954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5102713947807733954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5102713947807733954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/college-cowboy.html' title='College Cowboy'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-4737402952034169738</id><published>2009-06-03T18:35:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:35:18.450+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hinglish</title><summary type='text'>1. I want some repairs done to my cooker as it has backfired and  burnt my knob off.  2. I wish to complain that my father hurt his ankle very badly when  he put his foot in the hole in his back passage. 3.. And their 18-year-old son is continually banging his balls  against my fence. 4. I wish to report that the tiles are missing from the outside  toilet roof. I think it was that bad wind the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4737402952034169738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4737402952034169738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4737402952034169738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4737402952034169738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/hinglish.html' title='Hinglish'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-7307781846500328555</id><published>2009-06-03T18:32:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-06-03T18:33:06.399+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Four Worms and a Lesson in Communication</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Serene W  (solahshringar1 @ gmail.com) A minister decided that a visual demonstration would add emphasis  to his Sunday sermon. Four worms were placed into four separate  jars. The first worm was put into a container of  alcohol. The second worm was put into a container of cigarette  smoke. The third worm was put into a container of chocolate  syrup. The fourth worm was put into a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7307781846500328555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7307781846500328555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7307781846500328555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7307781846500328555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/06/four-worms-and-lesson-in-communication.html' title='Four Worms and a Lesson in Communication'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8012224843310100517</id><published>2009-05-31T09:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:38:42.362+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Restroom Conversations..</title><summary type='text'> Contributed  by: kagalwalashabbir @ yahoo.co.in&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; I was barely sitting down when I heard a voice from  the other stall saying:   "Hi,  how are you?"  I'm not the type to start a conversation in the men's  restroom but I don't know what got into me, so I answered, somewhat embarrassed,  "Doin' just fine!"  And the other </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8012224843310100517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8012224843310100517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8012224843310100517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8012224843310100517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/05/restroom-conversations.html' title='Restroom Conversations..'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6452935908785355600</id><published>2009-05-31T09:36:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:37:07.568+05:30</updated><title type='text'>How to Make A Baby</title><summary type='text'> Contributed  by: kagalwalashabbir @ yahoo.co.in&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; The Smiths were unable to conceive children and  decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy  father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife. Jo, goodbye and said, 'Well,  I'm off now. The man should be here soon.'  Half an hour later, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6452935908785355600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6452935908785355600' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6452935908785355600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6452935908785355600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-to-make-baby.html' title='How to Make A Baby'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4640273799718303308</id><published>2009-05-31T09:32:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:32:40.098+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Lacks Teeth</title><summary type='text'> Contributed  by: kagalwalashabbir @ yahoo.co.in&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; An older couple was lying in bed one night. The husband was falling  asleep, but the wife felt romantic and wanted to talk.   She said, "You used to hold my hand when we were  courting." Wearily he reached across, held her hand for a second, and tried to  get back to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4640273799718303308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4640273799718303308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4640273799718303308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4640273799718303308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/05/lacks-teeth.html' title='Lacks Teeth'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-302233393311710516</id><published>2009-05-31T09:30:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-31T09:30:35.229+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Wear the Pants</title><summary type='text'>By kagalwalashabbir @  yahoo.co.in Mike was going to be married to Karen so his Father sat him down  for a little chat.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; He said, 'Mike, let me tell you something. On my wedding night in  our honeymoon suite, I took off my pants, handed them to your Mother, and said,  'Here - try these on'.' She did and said, 'These are </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/302233393311710516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=302233393311710516' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/302233393311710516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/302233393311710516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/05/wear-pants.html' title='Wear the Pants'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7808009692586731979</id><published>2009-05-03T17:43:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-05-03T17:43:45.540+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Hilarious quotes</title><summary type='text'> [1] Regular naps prevent old age, especially if you  take them while driving.  [2] Having one child makes you a parent; having two  you are a referee.  [3] Marriage is a relationship in which one person is  always right and the other is the husband!  [4] I believe we should all pay our tax with a smile.  I tried - but they wanted cash.  [5] A child's greatest period of growth is the month  after</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7808009692586731979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7808009692586731979' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7808009692586731979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7808009692586731979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/05/hilarious-quotes.html' title='Hilarious quotes'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6087143028007286216</id><published>2009-04-26T21:31:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-26T22:08:04.491+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Corporate IT World and Baby Deliveries</title><summary type='text'>1) Project Manager is a person who thinks nine women can deliver a  baby in  one  month. 2) Developer is a person who thinks it will take 18 months to  deliver a   baby. 3) Onsite Coordinator is one who thinks single woman can deliver  nine babies  in one  month. 4) Client is the one who doesn't know why he wants a baby.   5) Marketing Manager is a person who thinks he can deliver a baby  even if</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6087143028007286216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6087143028007286216' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6087143028007286216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6087143028007286216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/corporate-it-world-and-baby-deliveries.html' title='The Corporate IT World and Baby Deliveries'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6693024484046559153</id><published>2009-04-16T18:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:16:36.666+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Three Equations and One Conclusion</title><summary type='text'> Equation  1 Human = eat + sleep + work + enjoy Donkey = eat + sleep Therefore, Human = Donkey + work + enjoy Therefore, Human - enjoy = Donkey + work In other words, Human that don't know enjoy = Donkey that  work   Equation  2 Men = eat + sleep + earn money Donkeys = eat + sleep Therefore, Men = Donkeys + earn money  Therefore, Men - earn money = Donkeys In other words, Men that don't earn </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6693024484046559153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6693024484046559153' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6693024484046559153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6693024484046559153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/three-equations-and-one-conclusion.html' title='Three Equations and One Conclusion'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3050644304669745776</id><published>2009-04-16T18:13:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-16T18:16:14.512+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A True Friend</title><summary type='text'> Contributed by: Bharathi  Sarkar (bharathi.sarkar @ netafim-india.com) A couple of young boys were fishing at their special pond. All of a  sudden, the Warden jumped out of the bushes. Immediately, one of the boys threw  his rod down and started running through the woods like a bat out of  hell. The Warden was hot on his heels. After about a half mile, the young  man stopped and stooped over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3050644304669745776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3050644304669745776' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3050644304669745776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3050644304669745776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/true-friend.html' title='A True Friend'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1065520121875577441</id><published>2009-04-12T12:57:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-12T12:58:12.255+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Indescribable Pleasure</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Vinod  Kumar (kumarvk @ nbd.com) One day I met a sweet gentleman and fell in love. When it became  apparent that we would marry, I made the supreme sacrifice and gave up eating  beans.    Some months later, on my birthday, my car broke down on the way  home from work.  Since I lived in  the countryside I called my husband and told him that I would be late because I  had to walk </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1065520121875577441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1065520121875577441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1065520121875577441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1065520121875577441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/indescribable-pleasure.html' title='Indescribable Pleasure'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3179167599324700852</id><published>2009-04-11T20:11:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-11T20:11:38.217+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Why Women are Simply the Best</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Bharathi  Natraj (bharathig @ hpcl.co.in) The Silent  Treatment A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were  giving each other the silent treatment.   Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to  wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the  first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3179167599324700852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3179167599324700852' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3179167599324700852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3179167599324700852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/why-women-are-simply-best.html' title='Why Women are Simply the Best'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4654078088585154938</id><published>2009-04-01T19:58:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:59:42.867+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Never Underestimate an Old Woman</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"&gt;       A young man was walking through a supermarket to pick up a few  things when he noticed an old lady following him around. Thinking nothing of it,  he ignored her and continued on. Finally he went to the check-out line, but she got in front of him.  "Pardon me," she said, "I'm sorry if my staring at you has made you feel  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4654078088585154938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4654078088585154938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4654078088585154938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4654078088585154938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/never-underestimate-old-woman.html' title='Never Underestimate an Old Woman'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6340361941369434255</id><published>2009-04-01T19:58:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-04-01T19:59:36.320+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Art of Deduction</title><summary type='text'>A policeman was interviewing 3 candidates who were getting trained  to become detectives. To test their skills in recognizing a suspect, he shows  the first candidate a picture for 5 seconds and then hides  it. "This is your suspect, how would you recognize  him?" The first candidate answers, "That's easy, we'll catch him fast  because he only has one eye!" The policeman says, "Well...uh...that's</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6340361941369434255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6340361941369434255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6340361941369434255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6340361941369434255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/04/art-of-deduction.html' title='The Art of Deduction'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3668694650449649247</id><published>2009-03-29T12:44:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:45:38.322+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Cuckoo’s Nest</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Bharathi  Sarkar (bharathi.sarkar @ netafim-india.com) A contestant on 'Who Wants to be a Millionaire?' had reached the  final plateau. If she answered the next question correctly, she would win  $1,000,000.  If she answered  incorrectly, she would pocket only the $25,000 milestone money.  And as she suspected it would be, the  million-dollar question was no pushover. It was, '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3668694650449649247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3668694650449649247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3668694650449649247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3668694650449649247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuckoos-nest.html' title='The Cuckoo’s Nest'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-818497489013040611</id><published>2009-03-29T12:44:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-29T12:45:32.005+05:30</updated><title type='text'>A Naval Captain</title><summary type='text'>A Naval  captain was walking leisurely on his battleship when a subordinate rushes over  to him and says "Sir, an enemy battleship is fast approaching us. We should be  ready" The captain  replies coolly "Go. Get my Red shirt" The  subordinate rushes over and gets the Shirt for his captain. The captain wears  the red shirt. After some  time, the enemy battleship comes in range. Consequently heavy</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/818497489013040611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=818497489013040611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/818497489013040611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/818497489013040611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/naval-captain.html' title='A Naval Captain'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2380062293717413580</id><published>2009-03-25T16:16:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:17:10.411+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Miser's Wife</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"&gt;       There was a man who had worked all his life, had saved all of his  money, and was a real "miser" when it came to his money. Just before he died, he said to his wife, "When I die, I want you  to take all my money and put it in the casket with me. I want to take my money  to the afterlife with me." And so he got his wife to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2380062293717413580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2380062293717413580' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2380062293717413580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2380062293717413580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/misers-wife.html' title='The Miser&apos;s Wife'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-1414033809262288173</id><published>2009-03-25T16:16:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-25T16:16:51.196+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Petrified Cab Driver</title><summary type='text'>A taxi passenger tapped the driver on the shoulder to ask him a  question. The driver screamed, lost control of the car, nearly hit a bus, went  up on the footpath, and stopped centimeters from a shop  window. For a second everything went quiet in the cab, then the driver  said: "Look mate, don't ever do that again. You scared the daylights out of  me!". The passenger apologized and said, "I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/1414033809262288173/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=1414033809262288173' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1414033809262288173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/1414033809262288173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/petrified-cab-driver.html' title='The Petrified Cab Driver'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6874865711913518351</id><published>2009-03-22T17:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T17:05:51.342+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Creative Problem Solving</title><summary type='text'>The caretaker to a persistent problem in the girls' lavatories  alerted a school head: some of the girl students were leaving lipstick kisses on  the mirrors. The caretaker had left notices on the toilet walls asking for the  practice to cease, but to no avail; every evening the caretaker would wipe away  the kisses, and the next day lots more kisses would be planted on the mirror. It  had become</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6874865711913518351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6874865711913518351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6874865711913518351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6874865711913518351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/creative-problem-solving.html' title='Creative Problem Solving'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-765877420456347528</id><published>2009-03-22T16:55:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:57:13.192+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The Elevator cleaner</title><summary type='text'>A new hotel employee was asked to clean the elevators and report  back to the supervisor when the task was completed. When the employee failed to  appear at the end of the day the supervisor assumed that like many others he had  simply not liked the job and left. However, after four days the supervisor  bumped into the new employee. He was cleaning in one of the elevators.   "You surely haven't </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/765877420456347528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=765877420456347528' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/765877420456347528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/765877420456347528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/elevator-cleaner.html' title='The Elevator cleaner'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-145347734654819732</id><published>2009-03-22T16:55:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:56:50.022+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The bank</title><summary type='text'>I am assured this is a true story from a UK bank. The bank  concerned had introduced a charge to be levied when people paid in money to be  credited to an account held by a different bank. The charge was 50p and had been  in force for about 6 months or so. A well to do, upper-class lady enters the  bank and presents the cashier a cheque (check) which she asks to be paid into an  account held by a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/145347734654819732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=145347734654819732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/145347734654819732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/145347734654819732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/bank.html' title='The bank'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4105207394128700652</id><published>2009-03-22T16:54:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:56:15.545+05:30</updated><title type='text'>No exit</title><summary type='text'>A person checks into a hotel for the first time in his life, and  goes up to his room.  Five minutes later he calls the reception desk and says: "You've  given me a room with no exit. How do I leave?"  The desk clerk says, "Sir, that's absurd. Have you looked for the  door?"  The person says, "Well, there's one door that leads to the  bathroom. There's a second door that goes into the closet. And</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4105207394128700652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4105207394128700652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4105207394128700652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4105207394128700652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/no-exit.html' title='No exit'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7808386297593383961</id><published>2009-03-22T16:53:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:55:29.916+05:30</updated><title type='text'>The patients and the driver</title><summary type='text'>This (allegedly true) short story provides an amusing example of  lateral thinking and initiative, and staff training (or lack of) at the  workplace. It is better to train people properly rather than assume that new  starters have the necessary initiative to work out for themselves what they  should be doing...  While transporting some unfortunate mental patients from one secure  place to another</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7808386297593383961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7808386297593383961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7808386297593383961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7808386297593383961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/patients-and-driver.html' title='The patients and the driver'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-2902462140051029654</id><published>2009-03-22T16:52:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:54:27.592+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Corporate Decisions</title><summary type='text'> Once upon a time the government with Ruling Party XYZ.. had a vast  scrap yard in the middle of a desert. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Ruling Party XYZ Said.. - "Someone may steal from it at night."   So they created a night watchman position and hired a person for  the job. Then Ruling Party XYZ   Said.. - "How does the watchman do his job </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2902462140051029654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2902462140051029654' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2902462140051029654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2902462140051029654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/corporate-decisions.html' title='Corporate Decisions'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-3975462444300480566</id><published>2009-03-15T16:39:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:41:19.151+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Framing the question correctly</title><summary type='text'> Lets see what is Effective Communication? Jack and Max are walking  from religious service. Jack wonders whether it would be all right to smoke  while praying.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Max replies, "Why don't you ask the Priest?" So Jack goes up to the Priest and asks, "Priest, may I smoke while  I pray?" But the Priest says, "No, my son, you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3975462444300480566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3975462444300480566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3975462444300480566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3975462444300480566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/framing-question-correctly.html' title='Framing the question correctly'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-524202351470372136</id><published>2009-03-15T16:35:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-15T16:37:03.991+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Near Death Experience</title><summary type='text'> A woman has a near death experience in the hospital.  She sees God and asks, "Is it time for  me to die?" &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt;   "Not at all," God  replies, "you have 38 years, 2   months and 26 days to live."  Elated by the good news, she regains strength and has  a variety of extra procedures done  before she leaves the hospital. She has</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/524202351470372136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=524202351470372136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/524202351470372136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/524202351470372136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/near-death-experience.html' title='Near Death Experience'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4021692414245355567</id><published>2009-03-08T17:51:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:52:32.680+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Tech Support</title><summary type='text'> A desperate woman writes to the Technical support  Guy,&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; Dear Tech Support, Last year I upgraded from Boyfriend 5.0 to Husband 1.0  and I noticed a distinct slowdown in the overall system performance,  particularly in the flower and jewellery applications, which operated flawlessly  under Boyfriend 5.0. In addition, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4021692414245355567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4021692414245355567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4021692414245355567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4021692414245355567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/tech-support.html' title='Tech Support'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-202240420363925839</id><published>2009-03-08T17:48:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:50:06.526+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Secret Chat</title><summary type='text'> One FRIEND WAS chatting with a female - Online chat.&lt;?xml:namespace  prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; (Background both are s/w engineers by the way and both work for  real big MNC's) Hero : Hey...GM (Good Morning)... How's u doing  today? Female: VGM...Day is going good and it got better having found u on  chat Hero : wow...am honoured, u know what, my day starts </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/202240420363925839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=202240420363925839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/202240420363925839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/202240420363925839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/secret-chat.html' title='Secret Chat'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-7100967656897740302</id><published>2009-03-08T17:47:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:49:15.731+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Legal and Logical</title><summary type='text'> After having failed his exam in "Logistics and Organization", a  student goes and confronts his lecturer about it.&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Student, "Sir, do you really understand anything about the  subject?" Professor, "Surely I must. Otherwise I would not be a  professor!" Student, "Great, well then I would like to ask you a question. If  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7100967656897740302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7100967656897740302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7100967656897740302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7100967656897740302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/legal-and-logical.html' title='Legal and Logical'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4141082721086754694</id><published>2009-03-08T17:46:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T17:48:49.532+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Q and A</title><summary type='text'> Q. How can you drop a raw egg onto a concrete floor without  cracking it?&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; A. Concrete floors are very hard to crack!    Q. If it took ten hours for eight men to build a wall, how long  would it take four men to build it? A. No time at all it is already built.    Q. Approximately how many birthdays does the average </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4141082721086754694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4141082721086754694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4141082721086754694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4141082721086754694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/q-and.html' title='Q and A'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-4470592891314998451</id><published>2009-03-08T16:22:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-03-08T16:24:06.203+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Pain of a married man</title><summary type='text'>A woman awakes during the night to find that her husband was not in  bed. &lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; She goes downstairs to look for him. She finds him sitting at the  kitchen table with a cup of coffee in front of him.  He appears to be in deep thought, just staring at the wall. She  watches as he wipes a tear from his eye and takes a sip of his</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4470592891314998451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4470592891314998451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4470592891314998451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4470592891314998451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/03/pain-of-married-man.html' title='Pain of a married man'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-7127779579406182513</id><published>2009-02-08T11:05:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:05:18.336+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Internet – Job at Microsoft</title><summary type='text'>A jobless man applied for the position of "office boy" at  Microsoft. The HR manager interviewed him then watched him cleaning the floor  as a test. "You are employed." He said." Give me your e-mail address and I'll send you the  application to fill in, as well as date when you may  start." The man replied "But I don't have a computer, neither an email."  I'm sorry", said the HR manager," If you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7127779579406182513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7127779579406182513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7127779579406182513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7127779579406182513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/02/internet-job-at-microsoft.html' title='Internet – Job at Microsoft'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-8631733721237740546</id><published>2009-02-08T11:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-08T11:04:39.014+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Too high a collateral</title><summary type='text'> Contributed by Rajesh  (verygood101 @ yahoo.com) THEY SAY THIS IS NOT A STORY BUT A TRUE INCIDENT   An Indian man walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the  loan officer.  He tells the loan  officer that he is going to India on business for two weeks and needs to borrow  $5,000.  The bank officer tells him that the bank will need some form of  security for the loan, so the Indian man </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/8631733721237740546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=8631733721237740546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8631733721237740546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/8631733721237740546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/02/too-high-collateral.html' title='Too high a collateral'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4727195496979654129</id><published>2009-02-01T19:39:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:39:33.047+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Avoid Negative People like the Plague</title><summary type='text'>This is something to think about when negative people are doing  their best to rain on your parade. So remember this story the next time someone  who knows nothing, and cares less, tries to make your life  miserable. A woman was at her hair dresser's getting her hair styled for a  trip to Rome with her husband. She mentioned the trip to the hairdresser, who  responded: Rome?  Why would anyone  </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4727195496979654129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4727195496979654129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4727195496979654129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4727195496979654129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/02/avoid-negative-people-like-plague.html' title='Avoid Negative People like the Plague'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-6618167148733719999</id><published>2009-02-01T19:38:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-02-01T19:38:58.861+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Real Smart Answers</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Imran  Talukder (imran.talukder @ citi.com) A beautiful teacher was having trouble with one of her students in  1st Grade class. She asked," Boy. What is your problem?" Boy answered," I'm too smart for the first-grade. My sister is in  the third-grade and I'm smarter than she is! I think I should be in the 4th  Grade!" Madam had enough. She took the boy to the Principal's office. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6618167148733719999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6618167148733719999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6618167148733719999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6618167148733719999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/02/real-smart-answers.html' title='Real Smart Answers'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3057949302422559549</id><published>2009-01-29T18:46:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-29T18:46:12.974+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Disorder in Courts</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Bharathi  Nataraj (bharathig @ hpcl.co.in) These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and  are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now  published by court reporters who had the torment of staying calm while these  exchanges were actually taking place. ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the  impact? WITNESS: Gucci </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3057949302422559549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3057949302422559549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3057949302422559549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3057949302422559549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/disorder-in-courts.html' title='Disorder in Courts'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-3754822862246552498</id><published>2009-01-26T09:14:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-26T09:19:04.468+05:30</updated><title type='text'>And then the fight started..</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"&gt;        My wife sat down on   the couch  next to me as I  was flipping channels.       She  asked, 'What's  on  TV?'                                                 I  said,  'Dust.'                                                            And then the fight   started .                                                *****************</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/3754822862246552498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=3754822862246552498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3754822862246552498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/3754822862246552498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/and-then-fight-started.html' title='And then the fight started..'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-2167932207738081162</id><published>2009-01-11T18:04:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:07:06.130+05:30</updated><title type='text'>He who laughs last.... laughs best</title><summary type='text'> A bus carrying ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck, and  everyone inside dies. They then get to meet their Maker, and because of the  grief they have experienced, He decides to grant them one wish each before they  enter Heaven.  They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what the wish is.   "I want to be gorgeous." God snaps His fingers, and it is done.   The second one in line </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/2167932207738081162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=2167932207738081162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2167932207738081162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/2167932207738081162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/he-who-laughs-last-laughs-best.html' title='He who laughs last.... laughs best'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-4137528078272753434</id><published>2009-01-11T18:04:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-11T18:07:03.305+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Be Careful What You Wish For</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Bharathi  Sarkar (bharathi.sarkar @ netafim-india.com) A man walks into a restaurant with a full-grown ostrich behind him.  The waitress asks him for his order. The man says, 'A hamburger, fries and a coke,' and turns to the  ostrich, 'What's yours?' 'I'll have the same,' says the  ostrich. A short time later the waitress returns with the order 'That'll be  $9.40 please,' and the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/4137528078272753434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=4137528078272753434' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4137528078272753434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/4137528078272753434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/be-careful-what-you-wish-for.html' title='Be Careful What You Wish For'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5754817721865736960</id><published>2009-01-01T19:18:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T19:18:14.066+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Men are Better Friends</title><summary type='text'>Women: A wife was not at home for a whole night. So, the very next  morning, she tells her husband that she stayed at her girlfriend's apartment  over night as her car broke down. The husband having his doubt's calls 10 of her  best girlfriend's and none of them confirm that she was there. &lt;?xml:namespace  prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office"  /&gt; Men: A husband was not at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5754817721865736960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5754817721865736960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5754817721865736960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5754817721865736960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/men-are-better-friends.html' title='Men are Better Friends'/><author><name>Lucas D'Cunha</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13863615377275268387</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-7868683864261477124.post-7768306716135918232</id><published>2009-01-01T11:25:00.000+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T11:26:09.798+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Scientific "Marriage" Techniques</title><summary type='text'>Contributed by: Swati  Singh (swati.bluefire.singh @ gmail.com) This one  is for all  those, who have been bluffed by their partners, that they are ready for the Big  'M'. Believe me you can always fool yourself to think that you are, but there  are some Scientific Techniques of finding out the truth. So it's simple now, just follow any of these listed techniques, and  find it for yourself. 1: </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/7768306716135918232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=7768306716135918232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7768306716135918232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/7768306716135918232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/scientific-marriage-techniques.html' title='Scientific &quot;Marriage&quot; Techniques'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-6779055997683306448</id><published>2009-01-01T10:34:00.001+05:30</published><updated>2009-01-01T10:34:22.732+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Which LION are you?</title><summary type='text'>&lt;!DOCTYPE HTML PUBLIC "-//W3C//DTD HTML 4.0 Transitional//EN"&gt;       Contributed by:  bharathi.sarkar @  netafim-india.com&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o ns =  "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /&gt; Future  Generali method: Hire  a lion. Give him full rest &amp; make him lazy, Pay him more than his  Expectation, never ask him to do any work for six months, after six months. Tell  him that now you </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/6779055997683306448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=6779055997683306448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6779055997683306448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/6779055997683306448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2009/01/which-lion-are-you.html' title='Which LION are you?'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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-7868683864261477124.post-5378273956924367568</id><published>2008-12-15T16:08:00.002+05:30</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:09:01.234+05:30</updated><title type='text'>Some Very Clever Business Signs</title><summary type='text'>1) At an  Optometrist's office: "If you don't see what you're looking for, you've come to  the right place." 2) In a  Restaurant window: "Don't stand there hungry. Come on in and get fed  up." 3) In a  Podiatrist's office: "Time wounds all heels." 4) On a  Plumber's Shop: "We repair what your husband fixed." 5) On the  trucks of a Plumbing Company: "Don't sleep with a drip. Call  us." 6) Pizza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/feeds/5378273956924367568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7868683864261477124&amp;postID=5378273956924367568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5378273956924367568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7868683864261477124/posts/default/5378273956924367568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://reachhumour.blogspot.com/2008/12/some-very-clever-business-signs.html' title='Some Very Clever Business Signs'/><author><name>Reach Mentor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10060710995090056959</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>
