<?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-2963890178063183246</id><updated>2011-11-27T18:28:32.592-08:00</updated><category term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Never Argue With Kids</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2963890178063183246/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726417315451400681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vhrZusHbfcY/S67m9hu8khI/AAAAAAAAABA/Smz_t0P59p4/S220/TintuMon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2963890178063183246.post-6085822073269400884</id><published>2008-12-18T09:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T09:50:58.257-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jokes'/><title type='text'>Never Argue With Kids</title><content type='html'>My 4 year old son came screaming out of the bathroom to tell &lt;br /&gt;me he'd dropped his toothbrush in the toilet. So I fished it out &lt;br /&gt;and threw it in the garbage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He stood there thinking for a moment, then ran to my &lt;br /&gt;bathroom and came out with my toothbrush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He held it up and said with a charming little smile, &lt;br /&gt;"We better throw this one out too then, 'cause it fell in &lt;br /&gt;the toilet a few days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of school, a first-grader handed his teacher a note from his mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The note read, "The opinions expressed by this child are not necessarily those of his parents." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little boy got lost at the YMCA and found himself in the women's locker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room.When he was spotted, the room burst into shrieks, with ladies grabbing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towels and running for cover.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little boy watched in amazement and then asked, "What's the matter, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven't you ever seen a little boy before?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl had just finished her first week of school. "I'm just wasting my &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time," she said to her mother."I can't read, I can't write and they won't &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let me talk!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little girl was talking to her teacher about whales.The teacher said it was &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;physically impossible for a whale to swallow a human because even though &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very large mammal its throat was very small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl stated that Jonah was swallowed by a whale. Irritated, the &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teacher reiterated that a whale could not swallow a human, it was physically &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;impossible.The little girl said, "When I get to heaven I will ask Jonah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The teacher asked, "What if Jonah went to hell?" The little girl replied, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then you ask him". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children had all been photographed, and the teacher was trying to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;persuade them each to buy a copy of the group picture." Just think how &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice it will be to look at it when you are all grown up and say, 'There's &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jennifer, she's a lawyer,' or 'that's Michael. He's a doctor.'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A small voice at the back of the room rang out, "And there's the teacher. She's dead." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A teacher was giving a lesson on the circulation of the blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make the matter clearer, she said, "Now, class, if I stood &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on my head, the blood, as you know, would run into it, and I would turn &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;red in the face.""Yes," the class said. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Then why is it that while I am standing upright in the ordinary positions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the blood doesn't run into my feet?"A little fellow shouted, "Because your feet aren't empty." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The children were lined up in the cafeteria of a Catholic elementary school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for lunch. At the head of the table was a large pile of apples. The nun made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a note, and posted on the apple tray: "Take only ONE. God is watching." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving further along the lunch line, at the other end of the table was a &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;large pile of chocolate chip cookies. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A child had written a note, "Take all You want. God is watching the apples!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A kindergarden teacher at age 30 was talking to the children seated on &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the floor around her, absentmindedly she removed her glasses to clean them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Wow, Miss Collins!" one child exclaimed. "You look really different without &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your glasses on !"Another child piped up, "I bet she looks different when&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she takes her teeth out, too!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2963890178063183246-6085822073269400884?l=neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com/feeds/6085822073269400884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-argue-with-kids.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2963890178063183246/posts/default/6085822073269400884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2963890178063183246/posts/default/6085822073269400884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://neverarguewithkids.blogspot.com/2008/12/never-argue-with-kids.html' title='Never Argue With Kids'/><author><name>Rahul</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17726417315451400681</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='19' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_vhrZusHbfcY/S67m9hu8khI/AAAAAAAAABA/Smz_t0P59p4/S220/TintuMon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
