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      <title>The funniest joke  by anna BUGRIN</title>
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      <pubDate>2021-09-13 07:16:12 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 1</title>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>&nbsp;There are three men  on a desert island. Buried in the sand they find a magic lamp. The first man rubs the lamp to get the sand off it, and, would you believe it, a genie appears! He offers the men one wish each. The first man wishes to be safely home and, poof, he disappears. The second man wishes the same thing. Poof! The third man sighs, ‘I’m feeling lonely now, I wish my friends were back here.’&nbsp;</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 07:17:20 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 2</title>
         <author>annabugrin</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It’s the football World Cup Final. A man sits down and notices that there’s an empty seat between him&nbsp;<br>and the next man. He points this out to his neighbour who explains that it was his wife’s seat. ‘We&nbsp;<br>always used to come and watch football together, but sadly, she died.’ ‘That’s terrible,’ says the first&nbsp;<br>man, ‘Couldn’t you get another relative or a friend to come with you?’ ‘No,’ says the man, ‘they’re all at&nbsp;<br>the funeral.’
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 07:17:55 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 3</title>
         <author>annabugrin</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/annabugrin/pe56iyri34wz9l9s/wish/1735287038</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two campers are walking through the woods when they suddenly see a huge, angry bear- right in&nbsp;<br>front of them. Mary starts putting on her running shoes. ‘What are you doing?’, says Steve, ‘You won’t&nbsp;<br>be able to run faster than that bear.’ ‘I don’t need to run faster than the bear’ she replies, ‘I just need to&nbsp;<br>run faster than you!’</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 07:18:32 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 4</title>
         <author>annabugrin</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/annabugrin/pe56iyri34wz9l9s/wish/1735294252</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Two hunters are out in the woods when one of them collapses. He doesn't seem to be breathing and his eyes are glazed. The other guy whips out his phone and calls the emergency services. He gasps, "My friend is dead! What can I do?" The operator says, "Calm down. I can help. First, let's make sure he's dead." There is a silence; then a gun shot is heard. Back on the phone, the guy says, "OK, now what?"</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 07:21:56 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 5</title>
         <author>annabugrin</author>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>It was a cold dark evening in February in the city. It was raining heavily and the roads were covered in water. George was leaving his office after work when he noticed a poor old man. The man was standing next to a puddle in the road. He was wearing long rubber fishing boots and he was holding a stick with a piece of string. The string was hanging in the puddle. George asked the old man what he was doing and the man replied that he was fishing. ‘Poor guy!’, George thought. The old man was obviously going crazy. George felt sorry for the old man, and he was getting very wet, standing outside in the rain, so he decided to invite the old man to have a drink with him in a nearby bar.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;George ordered a drink for himself and bought one for the old man. The old man was smiling happily as he was drinking. While they were finishing their drinks, George tried to start a conversation. He turned to the old man and asked,<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;'So is the fishing good today?'<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;‘Not bad today, thanks.’ replied the old man.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;'And how many have you caught?'<br>&nbsp; &nbsp;'You're the eighth,' the old man answered.</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 08:35:46 UTC</pubDate>
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         <title>Joke 6</title>
         <author>annabugrin</author>
         <link>https://padlet.com/annabugrin/pe56iyri34wz9l9s/wish/1735455422</link>
         <description><![CDATA[<div>Adam was a student in a large university in London. He was living in a college hall of residence during his first year. After he had been there for a month, his mother came to visit.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘How have you been enjoying university life, then, Adam?’<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘It’s great, mom. Well, it’s great, except for my neighbours. But for them, it would be perfect.’<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘So what’s wrong with them?’ his mother asked.<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘They're such noisy people!’, Adam replied. ‘You see, the student who lives on the right hand side keeps banging his head against the wall, and won't stop. And the one on the left hand side screams and screams all through the night!’<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; His mother sympathized with him, ‘Oh, dear! You poor thing! How do you manage to put up with such noisy neighbours?’<br>&nbsp; &nbsp; ‘Well, there’s not much I can do apart from trying to ignore them,’ he answered. ‘I just stay here quietly in my room playing my violin!’</div>]]></description>
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         <pubDate>2021-09-13 08:41:28 UTC</pubDate>
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