<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rdf:RDF xmlns="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/" xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/" xmlns:rdf="http://www.w3.org/1999/02/22-rdf-syntax-ns#"><channel rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/BlogRss.aspx/Nautikos8972"><title>Naut's Funnies... - Blogit</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/</link><description>Things that have accumulated over time, most of them funny if you're in the proper frame of mind...</description><sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod><sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency><sy:updateBase>2000-01-01T12:00+00:00</sy:updateBase><items><rdf:Seq><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/886657" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/849151" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/845787" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/839897" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/832564" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/831764" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/829832" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/828493" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/819551" /><rdf:li resource="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/813990" /></rdf:Seq></items></channel><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/886657"><title>The biggest joke of the day…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/886657</link><description>I haven’t posted anything here for a while, mainly because my gorgeous blonde girlfriend, the delightful source of much levity, has still not returned from Sweden. Yes, she does write me, but unfortunately it’s all Swedish to me… I said the biggest joke of the day? Of the day? Maybe I should have...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/849151"><title>A black buddy of mine sent me an email…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/849151</link><description>And I’m just posting it the way I received it… This was written by a black gentleman in Texas. And it’s so funny. What a great sense of humor and creativity!!! When I was born, I was BLACK, When I grew up, I was BLACK, When I went in the sun, I stayed BLACK, When I got cold, I was BLACK, When I...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/845787"><title>A Joke? 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And as we were sipping our drinks and chatting I noticed my girlfriend was silent and kept staring at him… I felt a bit bad for her but didn’t quite know...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/832564"><title>My scrumptious blonde girlfriend called me…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/832564</link><description>“Honey,” she said, “how does one spell pm? “Huh?” “Yeah, how!? With a p and an m?” “Darling, are you alright?” “Yeah, I’m alright – but I’m angry that people are so stupid!” “Sweetheart, it’s a pity of course, but don’t be angry – I’m not either, otherwise I’d be a very angry man! So can you tell...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/831764"><title>My scrumptious blonde girlfriend called me last night…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/831764</link><description>“Honey,” she said, “what does IDK stand for?” “I don’t know.” “Oh, you don’t know either?” “I do! I don’t know!” “Honey, if you do, why won’t you tell me?” “I just did!” “No, you didn’t! You said you don’t know! “No, I didn’t! I told you I do know! “You didn’t? You didn’t? I heard you say that...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/829832"><title>My luscious blonde girlfriend called me last night…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/829832</link><description>“Honey,” she said, “please don’t call me right now!” “Oh? What’s wrong, sweetie?” “Well, I’m doing my ironing at this moment, and I don’t want to put the iron to my ear by accident!” “Heavens! That would be terrible! Alright, I won’t call you…” As I was about to hang up she uttered a piercing...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/828493"><title>My gorgeous blonde girlfriend called me tonight...</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/828493</link><description>“Honey”, she said, “ I think you’re going to be proud of me!” “I love you sweetheart, and I’m…I’m always proud of you – what is it this time?” “You know I enrolled in this nursing course, to do something really useful…? “Yes, I remember, darling… “Well, I had my first test today – it was all...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/819551"><title>My voluptuous blonde girlfriend called me last night…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/819551</link><description>“Honey,” she said, “I can’t take it any longer!” “What’s the problem, darling?” “You know this computer you gave me so I could learn how to use it?” “Yeah…so?” “It’s playing tricks on me, and I don’t know what to do any more…” “Tricks? I don’t understand…” “Well, I don’t understand it either, and...</description></item><item rdf:about="https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/813990"><title>My exquisitely beautiful blonde girlfriend called me last night…</title><link>https://www.blogit.com/Blogs/Blog.aspx/Nautikos8972/813990</link><description>“Honey,” she said, “remember you told me I should read a bit more?” “Ah…yes, I did, sweetheart!” “Well, I went to the library and took out one of the biggest books they had.” “That’s wonderful, my sugar plum…” “Yeah, but I’ve got a problem with it – there’s many people in it, but I can’t make out...</description></item></rdf:RDF>