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		<title>By: Md. Abdur Rahaman</title>
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		<dc:creator>Md. Abdur Rahaman</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 09:52:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>DEAR SIR,  
I want to live. My name is Md. Abdur Rahaman (age 28). My Father’s name: (Late) Md. Kawser Ali. Address: Po: Kullagacha. Thana: Court-chadpur. Dist.: Jinaidah. Country: Bangladesh. My two valves of hart have been damaged. Now I’m admitted in National Institute of Cardio-Vascular Diseases, Sher-E-Bangla Nagar hospital. Dr. S.A.M. Abdus Sabur (Cardio-vascular and Thoracic Surgeon .Assoc, Professor, Cardio-Vascular Surgery) is my doctor. I am suffering in this problem since long. I expend all my saving. I was working in a company as a security guard positions. I have nobody without my cute son (age 7 month) &amp; my wife. I have no assets now from that I can get money for my treatment. For continue the treatment I required huge amount. I have no relatives who can help me to over come the situation. Please I want to live for my son. Please help me and send your donate for the following account.

Shekh Md. Faisal,
Dutch-Bangla Bank Limited,
Shantinagar Branch,
Dhaka, Bangladesh,
Account No: 108.101.158457.


Contact: +8801917162751. +8801740950131.
E-mail address: rahaman825@gmail.com.
 
Impotent: - If any one wants to required all valid doctor dos &amp; as well as all the reports please feel free to ask 

Dear Sir,
I bag to state u that I don&#039;t know who help me &amp; what the right place for my problem solution. Please published my massage of the people for helps me &amp; if u has any people how help me then please know him of me. Please request u to help me please......................</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>DEAR SIR,<br />
I want to live. My name is Md. Abdur Rahaman (age 28). My Father’s name: (Late) Md. Kawser Ali. Address: Po: Kullagacha. Thana: Court-chadpur. Dist.: Jinaidah. Country: Bangladesh. My two valves of hart have been damaged. Now I’m admitted in National Institute of Cardio-Vascular Diseases, Sher-E-Bangla Nagar hospital. Dr. S.A.M. Abdus Sabur (Cardio-vascular and Thoracic Surgeon .Assoc, Professor, Cardio-Vascular Surgery) is my doctor. I am suffering in this problem since long. I expend all my saving. I was working in a company as a security guard positions. I have nobody without my cute son (age 7 month) &amp; my wife. I have no assets now from that I can get money for my treatment. For continue the treatment I required huge amount. I have no relatives who can help me to over come the situation. Please I want to live for my son. Please help me and send your donate for the following account.</p>
<p>Shekh Md. Faisal,<br />
Dutch-Bangla Bank Limited,<br />
Shantinagar Branch,<br />
Dhaka, Bangladesh,<br />
Account No: 108.101.158457.</p>
<p>Contact: +8801917162751. +8801740950131.<br />
E-mail address: <a href="mailto:rahaman825@gmail.com">rahaman825@gmail.com</a>.</p>
<p>Impotent: &#8211; If any one wants to required all valid doctor dos &amp; as well as all the reports please feel free to ask </p>
<p>Dear Sir,<br />
I bag to state u that I don&#8217;t know who help me &amp; what the right place for my problem solution. Please published my massage of the people for helps me &amp; if u has any people how help me then please know him of me. Please request u to help me please&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;&#8230;.</p>
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		<title>By: khansahab</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6527</link>
		<dc:creator>khansahab</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 21:51:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>&lt;b&gt;Dear visitors

Following requests from bloggers, this page has now been archived and a new page called &quot;V-Talk 2&quot; has been created for you.

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		<title>By: Wasim</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6524</link>
		<dc:creator>Wasim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 21:42:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Teacher to a student: “Ess line ki english banao- Usne apna kaam kiya or karta hi gaya.

Student - He done his work and done-dana-dan done-dana-dan.
==============================================


Bhikhari: Saab 1 rupaya de do.

Saheb: Kal aana. 

Bhikhari: Saala is kal-kal ke chakkar mein is colony mein mere lakhon rupaye fase huye hain.
===============================================


Boss: Where were you born ?

Sardarji: Oye Punjab.


Boss: Which part?

Sardarji: Oye, Kya which part? Whole body born in Punjab.
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		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Teacher to a student: “Ess line ki english banao- Usne apna kaam kiya or karta hi gaya.</p>
<p>Student &#8211; He done his work and done-dana-dan done-dana-dan.<br />
==============================================</p>
<p>Bhikhari: Saab 1 rupaya de do.</p>
<p>Saheb: Kal aana. </p>
<p>Bhikhari: Saala is kal-kal ke chakkar mein is colony mein mere lakhon rupaye fase huye hain.<br />
===============================================</p>
<p>Boss: Where were you born ?</p>
<p>Sardarji: Oye Punjab.</p>
<p>Boss: Which part?</p>
<p>Sardarji: Oye, Kya which part? Whole body born in Punjab.<br />
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		<title>By: Awas</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6523</link>
		<dc:creator>Awas</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 21:04:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Sweetie/Wasim

Good ones...Lol

&#039;monkey&#039;...clean ones can be so funny too.  More of those tomorrow.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Sweetie/Wasim</p>
<p>Good ones&#8230;Lol</p>
<p>&#8216;monkey&#8217;&#8230;clean ones can be so funny too.  More of those tomorrow.</p>
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		<title>By: Sweetie</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6522</link>
		<dc:creator>Sweetie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 20:18:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A woman got on a bus holding a baby. The bus driver said, &quot;MAN, That is the ugliest baby I&#039;ve EVER seen!&quot;

In a huff, the woman slammed her fare into the fare box and took an aisle seat near the rear of the bus. She fumed for a few stops and started getting really worked up.

The man seated next to her sensed that she was agitated and asked her what was wrong.
&quot;The bus driver insulted me!&quot; she fumed.
The man sympathized and said, &quot;Hey! He&#039;s a public servant and he shouldn&#039;t say things to insult the passengers.&quot;
&quot;You&#039;re right!&quot; she said. &quot;I think I&#039;ll go back up there and give him a piece of my mind.&quot;

&quot;That&#039;s a good idea,&quot; the man said. &quot;Here, let me hold your monkey!&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A woman got on a bus holding a baby. The bus driver said, &#8220;MAN, That is the ugliest baby I&#8217;ve EVER seen!&#8221;</p>
<p>In a huff, the woman slammed her fare into the fare box and took an aisle seat near the rear of the bus. She fumed for a few stops and started getting really worked up.</p>
<p>The man seated next to her sensed that she was agitated and asked her what was wrong.<br />
&#8220;The bus driver insulted me!&#8221; she fumed.<br />
The man sympathized and said, &#8220;Hey! He&#8217;s a public servant and he shouldn&#8217;t say things to insult the passengers.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You&#8217;re right!&#8221; she said. &#8220;I think I&#8217;ll go back up there and give him a piece of my mind.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;That&#8217;s a good idea,&#8221; the man said. &#8220;Here, let me hold your monkey!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Wasim</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6521</link>
		<dc:creator>Wasim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 20:17:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>My laptop keeps on freezing this thread has become to bloated. I would suggest that V talk and politics pages should be renewed weekly and the old page should be sent to archives.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>My laptop keeps on freezing this thread has become to bloated. I would suggest that V talk and politics pages should be renewed weekly and the old page should be sent to archives.</p>
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		<title>By: Wasim</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6520</link>
		<dc:creator>Wasim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 20:11:58 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Here&#039;s another one

A middle-aged woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.

While on the operating table she had a near death experience. Seeing
God she asked &quot;Is my time up?&quot;

God said, &quot;No, you have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live.&quot;

Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a
face lift, liposuction, and a tummy tuck. She even had someone come in
and change her hair colour. Since she had so much more time to live,
she figured she might as well make the most of it. After her last
operation, she was released from the hospital. While crossing the street on her
way home she was killed by an ambulance.

Arriving in front of God, she demanded, &quot;I thought you said I had
another 40 years? Why didn&#039;t you pull me from out of the path of the
ambulance?&quot;

.

.

.

.

.

God replied, &quot;I didn&#039;t recognise you.&quot;</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Here&#8217;s another one</p>
<p>A middle-aged woman had a heart attack and was taken to the hospital.</p>
<p>While on the operating table she had a near death experience. Seeing<br />
God she asked &#8220;Is my time up?&#8221;</p>
<p>God said, &#8220;No, you have another 43 years, 2 months and 8 days to live.&#8221;</p>
<p>Upon recovery, the woman decided to stay in the hospital and have a<br />
face lift, liposuction, and a tummy tuck. She even had someone come in<br />
and change her hair colour. Since she had so much more time to live,<br />
she figured she might as well make the most of it. After her last<br />
operation, she was released from the hospital. While crossing the street on her<br />
way home she was killed by an ambulance.</p>
<p>Arriving in front of God, she demanded, &#8220;I thought you said I had<br />
another 40 years? Why didn&#8217;t you pull me from out of the path of the<br />
ambulance?&#8221;</p>
<p>.</p>
<p>.</p>
<p>.</p>
<p>.</p>
<p>.</p>
<p>God replied, &#8220;I didn&#8217;t recognise you.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Sweetie</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6519</link>
		<dc:creator>Sweetie</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 20:07:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>lol@ wasim.. 

Awas, this is slow man. May be this should be a chat site instead hehehe</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>lol@ wasim.. </p>
<p>Awas, this is slow man. May be this should be a chat site instead hehehe</p>
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		<title>By: Wasim</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6518</link>
		<dc:creator>Wasim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 19:57:30 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time. 

The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he’d like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all. 

That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. “Oh, I’m so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!” 

The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl’s parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, “I had no idea you were this religious.” 

The boy turns, and whispers back, “I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!”</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>A girl asks her boyfriend to come over Friday night and have dinner with her parents. Since this is such a big event, the girl tells him that after dinner, she would like to have sex with him for the first time. </p>
<p>The boy is ecstatic, but he has never had sex before, so he takes a trip to the pharmacy to get some condoms. The pharmacist helps the boy for about half an hour. He tells the boy everything there is to know about condoms and sex. At the register, the pharmacist asks the boy how many condoms he’d like to buy a 3-pack, 10-pack or family pack. The boy insists on the family pack because he thinks he will be rather busy, it being his first time and all. </p>
<p>That night, the boy shows up at the girls parents house and meets his girlfriend at the door. “Oh, I’m so excited for you to meet my parents! Come on in!” </p>
<p>The boy goes inside and is taken to the dinner table where the girl’s parents are seated. The boy quickly offers to say grace and bows his head. A minute passes, and the boy is still deep in prayer, with his head down 10 minutes pass, and still no movement from the boy. Finally, after 20 minutes with his head down, the girlfriend leans over and whispers to the boyfriend, “I had no idea you were this religious.” </p>
<p>The boy turns, and whispers back, “I had no idea your father was a pharmacist!”</p>
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		<title>By: Wasim</title>
		<link>http://legslip.com/archives/v-talk/#comment-6517</link>
		<dc:creator>Wasim</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 11 Dec 2008 19:49:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>There was a small boy who was put to bed by his parents. The boy had a nightmare, and got out of bed to go to his parents room.

When he got there, he saw mommy bouncing up and down on daddy. When his dad noticed him in the doorway, the kid ran away.

The mother got off and got dressed quickly, and went to the boy’s room. He was in his bed, and he asked, “Mommy, what were you doing to daddy?”

The mother replied, “Well, your father has noticed his belly getting bigger, and I was just trying to flatten his tummy for him by bouncing on it.”

“Oh, that’s what you were doing. But you’re wasting your time mommy.” The boy said.

“Oh, and why is that?” The mom asked.

“Because everyday when you leave for work, the neighbor lady comes over, gets on her knees and blows it right back up again.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>There was a small boy who was put to bed by his parents. The boy had a nightmare, and got out of bed to go to his parents room.</p>
<p>When he got there, he saw mommy bouncing up and down on daddy. When his dad noticed him in the doorway, the kid ran away.</p>
<p>The mother got off and got dressed quickly, and went to the boy’s room. He was in his bed, and he asked, “Mommy, what were you doing to daddy?”</p>
<p>The mother replied, “Well, your father has noticed his belly getting bigger, and I was just trying to flatten his tummy for him by bouncing on it.”</p>
<p>“Oh, that’s what you were doing. But you’re wasting your time mommy.” The boy said.</p>
<p>“Oh, and why is that?” The mom asked.</p>
<p>“Because everyday when you leave for work, the neighbor lady comes over, gets on her knees and blows it right back up again.</p>
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