<?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-8594618</id><updated>2011-04-21T19:52:41.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Zone</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-111483116889301651</id><published>2005-04-29T20:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T20:19:28.893-07:00</updated><title type='text'>big words</title><content type='html'>Today someone asked me on msn as they normally do.."How r ya?" i answered "a tad disturbed and pissed off maybe even shocked" because i read the "fight" between kimo and ains. I was originally involved in the first offence but then left it as i thought it wouldnt esculate like it had. Ahh everyone is trying to act as if they are 40 years old and that using big words will beat the other one it makes me laugh u know. i know i try to do it. i was pretty fucking cut by the post from kimo and that everything has just blown up. i have to agree with ainslees comment on ur site you think that ur the poor little invalid that no body likes and that we should all have pity on this poor little girl who gets left out. but fukcking hell kimo nobody hates u but its you who singles urself out not anyone else. you bring these things apon urself. and geez louise using the word fuck after every second word does not help ur case one bit it looses its meaning and it makes u sound really immature. sorry but wtf is going on now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-111483116889301651?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/111483116889301651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=111483116889301651' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/111483116889301651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/111483116889301651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2005/04/big-words.html' title='big words'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110637178848679322</id><published>2005-01-22T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:29:48.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry guys</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;firstly&lt;/span&gt; i should say sorry for not posting in a very long time. Have you noticed how everyone is bringing &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;back&lt;/span&gt; old jokes. its pissing me off coz its like think of some new ones damn u! OMG i thikn i &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;jst&lt;/span&gt; spent ages downloading this song and it has no words. damn you car sales man. omg i jst heard woeds &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yay&lt;/span&gt; lol. i have a male frend who is totally inlove with a female frend and i dont know how to tell &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;him&lt;/span&gt; he has no chance in hell oh well. My frend got a new fone write n get this i am downloading songs for her &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; she can put them on her fone omg wtf next thing you know fones will be cooking you tea &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt; wipeing ur ass 4 u! I hope everyone has had a great holiday nearly back to skool now. woo &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;we&lt;/span&gt; have 9 days left n everyone else has 5! well in case u didnt know me n rhett broke up and &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;now&lt;/span&gt; all the chix i know hate him n all the guys wanan bash him lol,the frends i have. oooh you guys &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;P the bastard wont even talk to me anymore what a pussy! &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;i really have no idea what to write&lt;/span&gt; anymore &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;im so over these things i bet noone will even read this coz they will think that i am not writing&lt;/span&gt; nemore &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;and have stopped coming to mi site.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;  k well over this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;cya Britt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110637178848679322?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110637178848679322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110637178848679322' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110637178848679322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110637178848679322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2005/01/sorry-guys.html' title='sorry guys'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110637246317350744</id><published>2005-01-21T21:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-21T21:41:03.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>if you need an excuse for beer here it is</title><content type='html'>ok well forgive me for the long explination a herd of buffalo can move only as fast as the slowest buffalo, and when the herd is hunted, it is the slowest and weakest ones at the back that are killed first. This natural selection is good for the herd as a whole, because the general speed and health of the whole group keeps improving by the regular culling of the weakest members.&lt;br /&gt;In much the same way the human brain can only operate as fast as the slowest brain cells. Excessive intake of alcohol, we all know, kills off brain cells, but naturally it attacks the slowest and weakest brain cells first.&lt;br /&gt;In this way, regular consumption of beer eliminates the weaker brain cells, constantly making the brain a faster and more efficient machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110637246317350744?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110637246317350744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110637246317350744' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110637246317350744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110637246317350744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2005/01/if-you-need-excuse-for-beer-here-it-is.html' title='if you need an excuse for beer here it is'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110583499700444468</id><published>2005-01-15T16:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T16:23:17.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>qwertyuiop</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110583499700444468?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110583499700444468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110583499700444468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110583499700444468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110583499700444468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2005/01/qwertyuiop.html' title='qwertyuiop'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110378014281071392</id><published>2004-12-23T16:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-22T21:35:42.810-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTAMS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Well really it's not Christmas yet but i thought i should say that all the same. Raise your hand if&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;you are going to southland at 4:30am not to shop but for the sake of playing basketball with the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;security guards. *raises hand* I feel that if i do my christmas shopping in the wee hours of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;morning i still have no excuse as to why they are so crap. Let me tell you. I know the smartest &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;kid, she told her mum that she (being 11) still believes in santa resulting in yet another santa&lt;/span&gt; sake full of goodies. This saturday at 7:30am i am going to rampage eveyone in the house letting &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;them know that i saw santa and that he is real. Thus resulting in me getting a santa sack next&lt;/span&gt; year. Fan fucking tastic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Twas the night before Christmas When all through the house,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;The whole damn family was drunk as a louse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Grandpa and Grandma were singin' a song,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;And the kid was in bed flogging his schlong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Sorry guys that was really sad. I can't believe i stooped that low. Thanx kimo for the lending of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;your dvd. I instead insist you to take part in the national &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;www killing of the gerbil that happens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; on the following website. (you need &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;sound) &lt;a href="http://www.robinhood2000.fsnet.co.uk/gerbil.htm"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://www.robinhood2000.fsnet.co.uk/gerbil.htm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Cya guys..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Britt   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110378014281071392?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110378014281071392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110378014281071392' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110378014281071392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110378014281071392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/12/merry-christams.html' title='MERRY CHRISTAMS!!'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110162659028414517</id><published>2004-11-27T23:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-27T23:23:10.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day (well month) another post</title><content type='html'>its happening again. I am cracking my knuckles so much they ache and i have to tape them. I have a joke: why did they bo fall off the swing? he had no arms..why did the boy fall off his bike? someone threw a fridge at him. How lame  is that lol you have to be in the rite mood to laugh at it. Today i was on the bus and this girl was walkin her dog when all of a sudden the dog bolted n she fell flat on her face!!! lmao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110162659028414517?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110162659028414517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110162659028414517' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110162659028414517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110162659028414517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/another-day-well-month-another-post.html' title='Another day (well month) another post'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110068681400818149</id><published>2004-11-17T02:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T02:20:14.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEE..</title><content type='html'>yeh guys i know you've been visiting my site and not commenting gee at least you could say hi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110068681400818149?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110068681400818149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110068681400818149' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068681400818149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068681400818149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/gee_17.html' title='GEE..'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110068672984299552</id><published>2004-11-17T02:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T02:18:49.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>GEE..</title><content type='html'>yeh guys i know you've been visiting my site and not commenting gee at least you could say hi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://pub12.bravenet.com/counter/code.php?id=382353&amp;usernum=986261274&amp;amp;cpv=2" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110068672984299552?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110068672984299552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110068672984299552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068672984299552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068672984299552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/gee.html' title='GEE..'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110068666403286021</id><published>2004-11-17T02:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T02:17:44.033-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeh i know</title><content type='html'>hey guys i know you've bin visiting my site n not commenting! yeh i see you on my hit counter lol. gee you could at least say hi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;script language="JavaScript" src="http://pub12.bravenet.com/counter/code.php?id=382353&amp;usernum=986261274&amp;amp;cpv=2" type="text/javascript"&gt;&lt;/script&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110068666403286021?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110068666403286021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110068666403286021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068666403286021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110068666403286021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/yeh-i-know.html' title='Yeh i know'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-110067615398577225</id><published>2004-11-16T23:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T23:22:33.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>so schools nearly over</title><content type='html'>well finally skool is coming to an end and i am so fuckin pleases because everynite i get on the bus and day after day i am fallin asleep earlier and earlier and missing my stop luckily i sleep for the same amount of time everyday so eventually i will start waking up b4 my stop lol. have fun in the last weeks of school.&lt;br /&gt;Signed:&lt;br /&gt;Tired and over-it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-110067615398577225?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/110067615398577225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=110067615398577225' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110067615398577225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/110067615398577225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/so-schools-nearly-over.html' title='so schools nearly over'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109999321426993567</id><published>2004-11-09T20:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-09T01:40:14.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The ins and outs of a duck bum</title><content type='html'>actually i dont know anything about a ducks bum but i thought that the title would make you read this. I'm writing a preface for poems for gods sake its so gay! jst recovering from food poisoning. damn fried rice i should have known it came from a place called "pooh ping palace" i mean who would trust that name. OK remember Prison: yeh sure easy to get into.....&lt;br /&gt;ok cyaz&lt;br /&gt;Britt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109999321426993567?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109999321426993567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109999321426993567' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109999321426993567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109999321426993567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/11/ins-and-outs-of-duck-bum.html' title='The ins and outs of a duck bum'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109886764380290226</id><published>2004-10-27T01:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T02:00:43.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pondering..</title><content type='html'>Whats the point?? can some one plz tell me what the point is?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109886764380290226?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109886764380290226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109886764380290226' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109886764380290226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109886764380290226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/pondering.html' title='pondering..'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109788958446200351</id><published>2004-10-15T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T18:19:44.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>payback for blonde jokes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1. How many honest, intelligent, caring men in the world does it take to do the dishes? Both of them.&lt;br /&gt;2. Why did the man cross the road? He heard the chicken was a slut.&lt;br /&gt;3. Why does it take 1 million sperm to fertilize one egg? They won't stop and ask for directions.&lt;br /&gt;4. How does a man show that he is planning for the future? He buys two cases of beer.&lt;br /&gt;5. What is the difference between men and government bonds? The bonds eventually will mature.&lt;br /&gt;6. Why are blonde jokes so short? So men can remember them.&lt;br /&gt;7. How many men does it take to change a roll of toilet paper? We don't know. It has never happened.&lt;br /&gt;8. Why is it difficult to find men who are sensitive, caring and good looking? They all already have boyfriends.&lt;br /&gt;9. What do you call a woman who knows where her husband is every night? A widow.&lt;br /&gt;10. When do you care for a man's company? When he owns it.&lt;br /&gt;11. Why are married women usually heavier than single women? Single women come home, see what's in the fridge and go to bed, married women come home, see what's in the bed and go to the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;12. How do you get a man to do sit-ups? Tape the remote control between his toes.&lt;br /&gt;13. What did God say after creating man? "I must be able to do better than THAT!".&lt;br /&gt;14. What did God say after creating Eve? "Practice makes perfect".&lt;br /&gt;15. What is the one thing that all men at singles bars have in common? They're all married.&lt;br /&gt;16. Man says to God, "God, why did you make woman so beautiful? "God says, "So you would love her." "But God," the man says, "why did you make her so dumb? "God says, "So she would love you!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109788958446200351?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109788958446200351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109788958446200351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109788958446200351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109788958446200351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/payback-for-blonde-jokes.html' title='payback for blonde jokes'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109788932745748002</id><published>2004-10-15T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T18:15:27.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Do these things make you go crazy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There are always one or two ice cubes that won't pop out of the tray.&lt;br /&gt;You wash a garment with a tissue in the pocket and your entire laundry comes out covered with lint.&lt;br /&gt;The car behind you blasts its horn because you let a pedestrian finish crossing.&lt;br /&gt;A piece of foil candy wrapper makes electrical contact with your filling.&lt;br /&gt;You set the alarm on your digital clock for 7pm instead of 7am.&lt;br /&gt;The radio station doesn't tell you who sang that song.&lt;br /&gt;You rub on hand cream and can't turn the bathroom doorknob to open it.&lt;br /&gt;People behind you on a supermarket line dash ahead of you to a counter just opening up.&lt;br /&gt;You can't look up the correct spelling of a word in the dictionary because you don't know how to spell it.&lt;br /&gt;You have to inform five different sales people in the same store that you're just browsing.&lt;br /&gt;You had that pen in your hand only a second ago and now you can't find it.&lt;br /&gt;You reach under the table to pick something off the floor and smash your head on the way up.&lt;br /&gt;Getting gas next to 12 people, just as the elevator doors close, while going to the 39th floor.&lt;br /&gt;Locking your keys in your car, looking through the window and realizing the spare is in the wallet right next to it.&lt;br /&gt;When someone brakes at a yellow light right in front of you just as your speeding up.&lt;br /&gt;You get 20 calls from telemarketers and on the 21st call you just let them have a piece of your mind and its your mother.&lt;br /&gt;When your mother calls during sex and you pick up the phone out of habit.&lt;br /&gt;Being in a traffic jam when the opposite direction is going 75 miles an hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109788932745748002?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109788932745748002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109788932745748002' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109788932745748002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109788932745748002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/do-these-things-make-you-go-crazy.html' title='Do these things make you go crazy?'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109749055824352167</id><published>2004-10-11T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-11T03:29:18.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crikey</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;What was goin on with msn todai? in case you were wondering whether it was just you who couldnt get on it wasnt no one could get onto msn. i am really pissed of now because i had the best msn name n now i can't rememba it. damn you! hey kimo thanx for sayin that mi site still works n rememba: if you see someone running...run with them! CRIKEY sorri  i just had to add that because otherwise the title of mi bog lol i said bog lol i mean blog wouldnt make sense lol. what tha. that reminds me shit jacwui found a what tha damn you. its a condamnation. well anyway im gonna go watch the 4400 yay woo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;cyaz&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;plz comment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;love britt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109749055824352167?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109749055824352167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109749055824352167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109749055824352167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109749055824352167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/crikey.html' title='Crikey'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109723986761898081</id><published>2004-10-08T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-08T05:51:07.616-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hey kimo</title><content type='html'>ur mate allen is tryin to get me to give him mi number because he wants to call me. what the hell is wrong with your frends lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109723986761898081?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109723986761898081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109723986761898081' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109723986761898081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109723986761898081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/hey-kimo.html' title='hey kimo'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109714893537640067</id><published>2004-10-07T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T04:35:35.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>made me laugh</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There once was a rich man who was near death. He was very grieved because he had worked so hard for his money and he wanted to take it with him to heaven. So he began to pray that he might be able to take some of his wealth with him.&lt;br /&gt;An angel hears his plea and appears to him."Sorry, but you can't take your wealth with you."The man implores the angel to speak to God to see if He might bend the rules.&lt;br /&gt;The man continues to pray that his wealth could follow him.&lt;br /&gt;The angel reappears and informs the man that God has decided to allow him to take one suitcase with him. Overjoyed, the man gathers his largest suitcase and fills it with pure gold bars and places it beside his bed.&lt;br /&gt;Soon afterward the man dies and shows up at the Gates of Heaven to greet St. Peter.&lt;br /&gt;Seeing the suitcase St. Peter says,"Hold on, you can't bring that in here!"&lt;br /&gt;But, the man explains to St. Peter that he has permission and asks him to verify his story with the Lord. Sure enough, St. Peter checks and comes back saying,"You're right. You are allowed one carry-on bag, but I'm supposed to check its contents before letting it through."&lt;br /&gt;St. Peter opens the suitcase to inspect the worldly items that the man found too precious to leave behind and exclaims,"You brought pavement?!!!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;love britt&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109714893537640067?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109714893537640067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109714893537640067' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714893537640067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714893537640067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/made-me-laugh.html' title='made me laugh'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109714875090461536</id><published>2004-10-07T04:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T04:32:30.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this one is gd</title><content type='html'>A couple of strangers were drinking at a cliffside bar overlooking    the ocean.  Both of them look a little drunk, when one says to    the other: "Hey, look at the wind whipping up the side of that    cliff.  It moves pretty fast.  I'll bet I could jump off of the    ledge, catch the wind in my coat, and get lifted right back up to    the bar!"    "No way", says the other guy, "you'd fall to your death."    "Well, I'm going to try it!", says the first, and at that he walks    over, stands on the ledge, and leaps off in a swan dive.  Sure    enough, he comes sailing back up in no time, and lands on his feet    right in front of the bar.    "I can't believe it!" says the second guy, "that's impossible" .     So the first drunk does it again: he jumps off the cliff, catches    the wind in his coat, and comes sailing back to the bar.    "Go ahead", he says, "try it, it's great!"    "Well, OK, I'm just drunk enough to give it a go", says the second    fellow.  So he climbs the ledge and leaps off the cliff, only to    fall screaming to his death on the rocks below.    The first guy walks back to the bar and sits down to his drink.     The bartender steps over, looks him in the eye, and says to him:     "You know, you can be a real jerk sometimes when you've been    drinking, Superman".&lt;br /&gt;love britt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109714875090461536?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109714875090461536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109714875090461536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714875090461536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714875090461536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/this-one-is-gd.html' title='this one is gd'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109714863772864427</id><published>2004-10-07T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-07T04:30:37.730-07:00</updated><title type='text'>poor guys</title><content type='html'>Bill, Jim, and Scott were at a convention together and were    sharing a large suite on the top of a 75 story sky scraper.    After a long day of meetings they were shocked to hear that the    elevators in their hotel were broken and they would have to climb    75 flights of stairs to get to their room.  Bill said to Jim and    Scott, let's break the monotony of this unpleasant task by    concentrating on something interesting.  I'll tell jokes for 25    flights, and Jim can sing songs for 25 flights, and Scott can    tell sad stories the rest of the way.  At the 26th floor Bill    stopped telling jokes and Jim began to sing.  At the 51st floor    Jim stopped singing and Scott began to tell sad stories.  "I will    tell my saddest story first," he said.  "I left the room key in    the car!"&lt;br /&gt;love britt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109714863772864427?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109714863772864427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109714863772864427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714863772864427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109714863772864427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/poor-guys.html' title='poor guys'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109705672535254218</id><published>2004-10-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-06T02:58:45.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>things to do in K-mart taken from passage 12 verse 9</title><content type='html'>3.Set all the alarm clocks to go off at ten minute intervals throughout the day.&lt;br /&gt;4. Start playing Football; see how many people you can get to join in.&lt;br /&gt;10. Walk up to an employee and tell him in an official tone, "I think we've got a Code 3 in Housewares," and see what happens&lt;br /&gt;16. Try putting different pairs of women's panties on your head and walk around the store casually.&lt;br /&gt;17. Leave small sacrifices or gifts in the hands of the mannequins.&lt;br /&gt;20. Put M&amp;M's on layaway.&lt;br /&gt;21. Move "Caution: Wet Floor" signs to carpeted areas.&lt;br /&gt;27. Randomly throw things over into neighboring aisles.&lt;br /&gt;36. While no one's watching quickly switch the men's and women's signs on the doors of the rest room.&lt;br /&gt;38. Attempt to fit into very large gym bags.&lt;br /&gt;53. When someone steps away from their cart to look at something, quickly make off with it without saying a word.&lt;br /&gt;54. Follow people through the aisles, always staying about five feet away. Continue to do this until they leave the department.&lt;br /&gt;66. Ride a display bicycle through the store; claim you're taking it for a "test drive."&lt;br /&gt;68. Get boxes of Condoms and randomly put them in peoples carts when they don't realize it!&lt;br /&gt;69. Drive around the entrances screaming out the window "the British are coming "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109705672535254218?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109705672535254218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109705672535254218' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109705672535254218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109705672535254218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/things-to-do-in-k-mart-taken-from.html' title='things to do in K-mart taken from passage 12 verse 9'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8594618.post-109697449577673936</id><published>2004-10-05T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-10-05T04:08:15.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Hey i guess your reading my post cause your either so whacked out that you by chance found my site or you somehow heard this from someone, either way let me tell you this. When you see a sign that says "don't feed the bears"... don't feed the bears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;plz add to mi site im a newbie so mi site sucks rite now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;cyaz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8594618-109697449577673936?l=wwwinthezone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/feeds/109697449577673936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8594618&amp;postID=109697449577673936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109697449577673936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8594618/posts/default/109697449577673936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://wwwinthezone.blogspot.com/2004/10/welcome.html' title='Welcome'/><author><name>Br-itt$</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00071746278995960780</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
