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	<title>Comments on: I Tried to Resist</title>
	<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/</link>
	<description>Another day at the office with Angela St. Lawrence, PhoneFemFatale</description>
	<pubDate>Wed, 07 Jan 2009 22:12:06 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7875</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 17:02:22 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Okay you guys!  Enuff already.  I'm hurting over here.  

Thanks to all of you for your fun spirit.

Carl...would you happen to be a certain Carl I know very well?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Okay you guys!  Enuff already.  I&#8217;m hurting over here.  </p>
<p>Thanks to all of you for your fun spirit.</p>
<p>Carl&#8230;would you happen to be a certain Carl I know very well?</p>
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		<title>By: Tom Allen</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7873</link>
		<dc:creator>Tom Allen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 16:53:29 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7873</guid>
		<description>John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business.  He had several hundred young layers (hens), called "pullets", and ten roosters, whose job it was to fertilize the eggs (for you city folks).  

The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn't perform went into the soup pot and was replaced.  That took an awful lot of his time, so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was performing.

Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.

John's favorite rooster was old Butch, and a very fine specimen he was, too.  But on one particular morning John noticed old Butch's bell hadn't rung at all!  John went to investigate.

The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing.  The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But to
Farmer John's amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn't ring.  He would sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.  John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.

The result...

The judges not only awarded old Butch the "No Bell Piece Prize" but they also awarded him the "Pullet Surprise" as well.

Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making: Who else but a
politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly  coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren't paying attention?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>John the farmer was in the fertilized egg business.  He had several hundred young layers (hens), called &#8220;pullets&#8221;, and ten roosters, whose job it was to fertilize the eggs (for you city folks).  </p>
<p>The farmer kept records and any rooster that didn&#8217;t perform went into the soup pot and was replaced.  That took an awful lot of his time, so he bought a set of tiny bells and attached them to his roosters. Each bell had a different tone so John could tell from a distance, which rooster was performing.</p>
<p>Now he could sit on the porch and fill out an efficiency report simply by listening to the bells.</p>
<p>John&#8217;s favorite rooster was old Butch, and a very fine specimen he was, too.  But on one particular morning John noticed old Butch&#8217;s bell hadn&#8217;t rung at all!  John went to investigate.</p>
<p>The other roosters were chasing pullets, bells-a-ringing.  The pullets, hearing the roosters coming, would run for cover. But to<br />
Farmer John&#8217;s amazement, old Butch had his bell in his beak, so it couldn&#8217;t ring.  He would sneak up on a pullet, do his job and walk on to the next one.  John was so proud of old Butch, he entered him in the County Fair and he became an overnight sensation among the judges.</p>
<p>The result&#8230;</p>
<p>The judges not only awarded old Butch the &#8220;No Bell Piece Prize&#8221; but they also awarded him the &#8220;Pullet Surprise&#8221; as well.</p>
<p>Clearly old Butch was a politician in the making: Who else but a<br />
politician could figure out how to win two of the most highly  coveted awards on our planet by being the best at sneaking up on the populace and screwing them when they weren&#8217;t paying attention?</p>
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		<title>By: Luscious Lyndee</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7843</link>
		<dc:creator>Luscious Lyndee</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Apr 2007 01:50:20 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7843</guid>
		<description>Thanks for some great laughs, chica!  I really needed these today...  Hope all is well your way!  Enjoyed our chat the other day, only sorry I had to cut it short!  Will catch up soon!!!

Luv ya!!!
Lyndee</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Thanks for some great laughs, chica!  I really needed these today&#8230;  Hope all is well your way!  Enjoyed our chat the other day, only sorry I had to cut it short!  Will catch up soon!!!</p>
<p>Luv ya!!!<br />
Lyndee</p>
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		<title>By: Quietly Carl</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7833</link>
		<dc:creator>Quietly Carl</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 17:32:33 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7833</guid>
		<description>There was once a brilliant sturgeon on the staff of the community health fishility. He was in fact one of it's flounders. Wiser than salmon, a fin fellow who would never shrimp from his responsibilities, he was successful and happy and always whistled a happy tuna.

One day one of his patients, a mere whipper snapper, started trouting around telling everyone the sturgeon's treatments had made him more eel than he had been and the conked him with a malpractice suit.

Well, the sturgeon was in a real pickeral. The board chased him off the staff and demanded his oyster. But fortunately the case smelt to high heaven so the judge denied the plaintiff's clam.

The board tried to hire the sturgeon back but by then he had hit the bottlenose pretty hard. But what's really shad about the story is that the sturgeon ended up on squid-row...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was once a brilliant sturgeon on the staff of the community health fishility. He was in fact one of it&#8217;s flounders. Wiser than salmon, a fin fellow who would never shrimp from his responsibilities, he was successful and happy and always whistled a happy tuna.</p>
<p>One day one of his patients, a mere whipper snapper, started trouting around telling everyone the sturgeon&#8217;s treatments had made him more eel than he had been and the conked him with a malpractice suit.</p>
<p>Well, the sturgeon was in a real pickeral. The board chased him off the staff and demanded his oyster. But fortunately the case smelt to high heaven so the judge denied the plaintiff&#8217;s clam.</p>
<p>The board tried to hire the sturgeon back but by then he had hit the bottlenose pretty hard. But what&#8217;s really shad about the story is that the sturgeon ended up on squid-row&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: AvonBard</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7831</link>
		<dc:creator>AvonBard</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 16:59:14 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7831</guid>
		<description>Noah was bringing all the creaures onto the Ark, two-by-two, exactly as God had instructed. But Mrs. Noah came up to him and said "Animals and even snakes are ok, but you know how I hate bugs. Don't you dare." So Noah thought to himself,"Two bees or not two bees? That is the question."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Noah was bringing all the creaures onto the Ark, two-by-two, exactly as God had instructed. But Mrs. Noah came up to him and said &#8220;Animals and even snakes are ok, but you know how I hate bugs. Don&#8217;t you dare.&#8221; So Noah thought to himself,&#8221;Two bees or not two bees? That is the question.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Mr. Smith</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7824</link>
		<dc:creator>Mr. Smith</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 14:23:05 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7824</guid>
		<description>A newspaper was running a Pun contest with the best pun winning a thousand dollar grand prize.  George, needing quick money in the worst way, sent in ten different puns, hoping that at least one of the ten would win.

Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A newspaper was running a Pun contest with the best pun winning a thousand dollar grand prize.  George, needing quick money in the worst way, sent in ten different puns, hoping that at least one of the ten would win.</p>
<p>Unfortunately, no pun in ten did.</p>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7823</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 14:13:45 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7823</guid>
		<description>You guys are having so much fun with these.  giggle giggle.  Anybody else with something to add?  Bring it on.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>You guys are having so much fun with these.  giggle giggle.  Anybody else with something to add?  Bring it on.</p>
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		<title>By: litmajor</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7814</link>
		<dc:creator>litmajor</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 26 Apr 2007 02:28:44 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7814</guid>
		<description>During the Cold War, several Communists planned a bold spying mission into the west. But one of their number, Rudolf, argued against a night flight because he sensed there was bad weather coming. "Why should we believe him?" asked a lady in the group. Another replied, "Because Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>During the Cold War, several Communists planned a bold spying mission into the west. But one of their number, Rudolf, argued against a night flight because he sensed there was bad weather coming. &#8220;Why should we believe him?&#8221; asked a lady in the group. Another replied, &#8220;Because Rudolf the Red knows rain, dear.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Tom Allen</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7809</link>
		<dc:creator>Tom Allen</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 21:56:39 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7809</guid>
		<description>*bangs head on the desk*
Ouch. That hurt... but not as much as those jokes.

After Mary Poppins became older, she gave up being a nanny and retired to the West Coast of the United States. After a while, she became bored and decided to open up a small detective agency specializing in solving crimes using her psychic ability and strong nose. She opened a small space on Hollywood Boulevard and posted her sign proudly. It read:

      &lt;i&gt;    "Super California Mystic, Expert Halitosis."&lt;/i&gt;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>*bangs head on the desk*<br />
Ouch. That hurt&#8230; but not as much as those jokes.</p>
<p>After Mary Poppins became older, she gave up being a nanny and retired to the West Coast of the United States. After a while, she became bored and decided to open up a small detective agency specializing in solving crimes using her psychic ability and strong nose. She opened a small space on Hollywood Boulevard and posted her sign proudly. It read:</p>
<p>      <i>    &#8220;Super California Mystic, Expert Halitosis.&#8221;</i></p>
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		<title>By: Angela</title>
		<link>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7808</link>
		<dc:creator>Angela</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Apr 2007 21:21:06 +0000</pubDate>
		<guid>http://www.zenfetish.com/2007/04/24/i-tried-to-resist/#comment-7808</guid>
		<description>ah, science nerd....you tried!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ah, science nerd&#8230;.you tried!</p>
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