<rss version="2.0"><channel><title>RSS feed for InstantSpot site Dave&apos;s Blog</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com</link><description>My journey in blogging</description><language>en-us</language><copyright>This work is Copyright &#xA9; 2008 by Dave&apos;s Blog</copyright><generator>RSSVille ColdFusion FeedMaker, version 1.0</generator><pubDate>Sat, 05 Jul 2008 00:24:24 GMT</pubDate><item><title>Hilarious Telemarketer Prank Call</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/20/Hilarious-Telemarketer-Prank-Call</link><description>&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;
This has to be the funniest telemarketer prank call
I&amp;#39;ve ever heard.  You gotta listen to this, you&amp;#39;ll be on the floor
rolling with laughter. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
[youtube J5z4Vs26-TI]
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&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;This is hilarious.&amp;nbsp; Pyscho old lady goes off on a telemarketer.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
[youtube wgjFjCOlv7I] &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
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A Dutch man was cleared of having sex with a sheep because the animal could not testify.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The
man - from Haaksbergen, near Utrecht - was reported to police by a
farmer who caught him having intercourse with the four-legged animal.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
But
the case was thrown out of court because the sheep couldn&amp;#39;t take to the
stand to testify it had not consented and had suffered emotional stress.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Bestiality is not illegal in the Netherlands unless it can be proven the animal did not want to take part.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Animal
rights campaigner Jos van Huisen said: &amp;quot;Short of putting the sheep in
the dock, at the moment these perverts cannot be prosecuted.&amp;quot; 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Minister of Justice Ernst Hirsch Ballin has announced plans to change the law. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Wed, 15 Aug 2007 15:27:12 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/15/Bizarre--Sheep-trial</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Panhandler fatally shot after asking woman for a quarter</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/13/Panhandler-fatally-shot-after-asking-woman-for-a-quarter</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
CINCINNATI &amp;mdash; A woman shot and killed a panhandler who asked her for 25 cents, police say.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;He asked her for a quarter,&amp;quot; Police Chief Tom Streicher said. &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s apparently all there was to it.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Donald Francis, who police believe was homeless, stood outside a gas
station late Monday asking people for money. Geraldine Beasley had
complained about Francis to someone else, and when he approached her
she pulled out a gun and shot him, police said.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Francis, 44, died at the scene.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Beasley, 62, was charged with murder and today was ordered held in
lieu of $500,000 bail, according to court documents. Her attorney, Mass
Ionna, told Municipal Court Judge Fanon Rucker that his client has
mental issues.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Beasley&amp;#39;s court record dates back 15 years with traffic charges,
eviction cases and civil judgments both for and against her. She was
fined in 2003 for improperly transporting a loaded gun after officers
found one in her van.
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 15:21:18 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/13/Panhandler-fatally-shot-after-asking-woman-for-a-quarter</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Christ-like smudge on garage floor fetches $1,500 on eBay</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/11/Christlike-smudge-on-garage-floor-fetches-1500-on-eBay</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
FOREST, VA. &amp;mdash; A smudge of driveway sealant resembling the face of
Jesus Christ has fetched more than $1,500 in an online auction.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The family that found the image on its garage floor sold it for
$1,525.69 on eBay Wednesday, more than a week after the slab of
concrete was put on sale.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;I really never thought I&amp;#39;d get any, to be honest,&amp;quot; said Deb Serio, a high school teacher.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s fun to see what people say and think about it,&amp;quot; said Serio, who has gotten hundreds of messages from around the world.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The family has hired a contractor to remove the section of concrete.
The chunk will be turned over to the winner, identified only as
&amp;quot;islandoffthecoast.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
An active Lutheran, Serio considers the smudge just an odd occurrence &amp;mdash; not a sign or miracle.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;There are some people who need this kind of thing to sort of start
them on their faith journey. I don&amp;#39;t,&amp;quot; she said. &amp;quot;That&amp;#39;s why I don&amp;#39;t
mind parting with it.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;img src=&quot;/userfiles/102006/201/christ.jpg&quot; alt=&quot; &quot; /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Sat, 11 Aug 2007 15:13:40 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/11/Christlike-smudge-on-garage-floor-fetches-1500-on-eBay</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Builder does DIY castration</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/10/Builder-does-DIY-castration</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
Building boss Howard Shelley carried out the ultimate DIY conversion by castrating himself.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The 42-year-old dad of two decided on the drastic move after being told
he would have to wait at least two years for a sex change on the NHS,
reports The Sun.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 He found a website which gave a
step-by-step guide to the eye-watering home surgery, then waited till
wife Janet went out before setting to work with a kitchen knife in the
loo.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 With the job done, he wrapped his severed appendages in a cloth and dropped them in the bin.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Then he drove five miles to his local GP, explained what he&amp;#39;d done, and
was packed off for treatment at the Stoke Mandeville Hospital, near
Aylesbury.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 Amazingly, three days later he was back at his desk.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 Howard, who wants to be known as Holli, said: &amp;quot;It was very painful, but the moment I cut them off I felt all woman.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m the sort of guy who, when I make up my mind to do something, wants
it done there and then. I didn&amp;#39;t want to be a man any more so I decided
to do it myself.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 &amp;quot;The worst bit was steeling myself for the
first cut. The whole thing took six minutes. It was agony, but I knew I
couldn&amp;#39;t stop.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 He is saving up &amp;pound;5,000 for a full sex-change
operation in Thailand. He said: &amp;quot;I want breasts and hips - then I can
be a real woman.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
 Janet, 42, who has an MBE for setting up
their firm, said: &amp;quot;We still love each other. I&amp;#39;m just angry he had to
take such extreme action.&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 16:40:47 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/10/Builder-does-DIY-castration</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Hilarious Skittles commercial</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/09/Hilarious-Skittles-commercial</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
&amp;quot;The Skittles Touch&amp;quot;&amp;nbsp; this is hilarious.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
[youtube Ue3d5xUQr0I] &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Fri, 10 Aug 2007 00:07:43 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/09/Hilarious-Skittles-commercial</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>T-Shirt History</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/03/TShirt-History</link><description>&lt;div id=&quot;body&quot;&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
A modern t-shirt usually has no buttons, collars or
pockets. It can be made of cotton or polyester or a blend. The t-shirt
has round neck and sleeve holes and currently may be decorated with
text and graphics, sometimes funny.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
But, the t-shirt has not
always been this way, oh no. The t-shirt has a long and proud history
beginning with the ancient Egyptians who wore formal undergarments
while they were erecting the pyramids in 120-degree desert heat.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Some
historians theorize that the pyramids were actually supposed to be
large cubes, but since each crew was exhausted from wearing t-shirts
underneath their garment in the high desert heat, that subsequent crews
did less and less work. This desire to do less and hurry the finality
of the project lead the crew leader on day to simply put a point on top
of the cube-turned-pyramid and inform the high priests and priestesses
that there had been a cost overruns and a &amp;ldquo;change in plans&amp;rdquo;.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Be
that as it may, t-shirts again reared their ugly heads in the 19th
century, once again as formal undergarments in Britain. The Brits and
their famous eye for prudence started requiring school age boys to wear
t-shirts and tuck them in over their underwear but inside their pants
in order to foil the bullies&amp;rsquo; attempts at giving atomic wedgies.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The
bullies were not foiled however, and just grabbed t-shirts and
underpants in two motions instead of one and proceeded to give atomic
wedgies as before. Some schoolchildren then used flatulence as a
defense mechanism to deter the bullies, but this is for another
discussion altogether.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
T-shirts became popular again with the
advent of World War II. Military types such as sailors began wearing
these undergarments to work in and when overheated would throw off the
shirts atop and work in t-shirts only.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Some early videos posted
on Youtube show sailors in the 1940&amp;rsquo;s performing their duties in
t-shirts aboard huge warships and occasionally breaking out in song and
dance particularly to &amp;ldquo;Y-M-C-A&amp;rdquo; by the Village People. Calisthenics
were performed on board these large aircraft carriers to keep the men
in shape and even Richard Simmons&amp;rsquo; father, Gene would lead the jumping
jacks in his t-shirt.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
In the 1960&amp;rsquo;s Forrest &amp;ldquo;Running Man&amp;rdquo; Gump
heralded in a new era of decorated t-shirts. When he was once again
rejected by Jenny, he took to running cross country and wiped his muddy
face on what would become the first Happy Face t-shirt. Gump also told
another runner that &amp;ldquo;stuff happens&amp;rdquo; or some similar vulgar verbiage and
this became a national motto in no time, decorating t-shirts from coast
to coast.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Since this time, t-shirts have been a method of
self-expression for millions of people. First worn as a means of
political commentary, it didn&amp;rsquo;t take long before the commentary turned
humorous and then people started wearing all sorts of funny t-shirts to
express their inner goofballs to the world.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
So, there you have
it, a twisted history of the modern t-shirt. Though this may be a
fractured fairytale of what really happened, the essence is in fact
accurate. No go out and buy a t-shirt to express your inner goofball.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
</description><pubDate>Sat, 04 Aug 2007 01:28:57 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/08/03/TShirt-History</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Computer Stupidities</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/26/Computer-Stupidities</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
I work in Tech Suport for a major DSL provider and we always get calls from people that are shall we say less than proficient on there computers.&amp;nbsp; I recently found a website called &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.rinkworks.com/stupid/&quot;&gt;Computer Stupidites&lt;/a&gt;  and below are some of the better ones.&amp;nbsp; Anyone that has ever done some kind of tech support can relate to these.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;DSL is a lot faster.  It--&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Friend&amp;#39;s Father&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yeah, but if you have DSL, there are a
	lot of threats.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes, that&amp;#39;s true to a degree, but there are firewalls
	that--&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Friend&amp;#39;s Father&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;No, but they can hack into your computer even
	when it&amp;#39;s off and steal your electricity.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Umm...I&amp;#39;m pretty sure that won&amp;#39;t happen.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Friend&amp;#39;s Father&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;It&amp;#39;s all over the news. You mean to tell me
	they&amp;#39;re wrong?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Me&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;...I guess so.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr width=&quot;100%&quot; size=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;I got DSL, but it&amp;#39;s not working.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;What kind of modem do you have?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Ummm, I dont know.  It&amp;#39;s built into my laptop.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Ok, did you receive the modem package we sent out?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Modem package??&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Well, it looks like the modem was shipped to
	&lt;em&gt;(address)&lt;/em&gt;, Pennsylvania.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t live in Pennsylvania. I live in New York.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Huh.  Do you know this Pennsylvania address?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes, that&amp;#39;s my Mom&amp;#39;s house.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Ok, this DSL phone number you gave me -- is that
	your mother&amp;#39;s number?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes, they told me in order for me to have DSL,
	I need to have your company&amp;#39;s phone service.  My mother has it, so I
	gave them her telephone number.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;hr width=&quot;100%&quot; size=&quot;2&quot; /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Sir, Click Start, then Run, and type the letters
	C, M, and D.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Wait a minute, don&amp;#39;t run off the end of the earth away
	from me now. I can only go so fast with this thing.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Sorry, sir. Did you click Start?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Where is that start button? Oh, here is is. Now what?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Um, did you click it?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Dammit, no, do that now?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes, then click on the word Run.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Dammit, slow down!!! Run, run, run, where the hell
	is run?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Should be a the very bottom of the Start Menu that
	came up on the screen.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;I already clicked Start. Click it again?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;No, it should be there in the lower left corner.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Hey, I found the word Run. You want that instead?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Sure, why not? We&amp;#39;ll see if that works. Did you
	click it?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Ok, type the letters C, M, and then D.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Slow down, dammit!! I&amp;#39;m not a programmer!!! I told you
	I&amp;#39;m only a car dealer!!&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Sorry, again, sir, what do you have there?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Z.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;No, we need &amp;#39;C&amp;#39; like &amp;#39;Charlie.&amp;#39;&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;C-H-A-R--&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Not the whole word &amp;#39;Charlie,&amp;#39; sir, just the &amp;#39;C,&amp;#39;
	please.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;If you don&amp;#39;t want a Charlie, why tell me to type
	it?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Um, what&amp;#39;s in the box now?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m trying to find the eraser here.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Just hit the backspace key.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;That just moves it further to the right without typing
	anything.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Which backspace key did you press?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;The long one in the middle. I pressed it on the back
	side.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Eventually, we &amp;quot;found&amp;quot; the correct backspace key and got that Z
replaced with a C.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Now that we just have a &amp;#39;C&amp;#39; there, type an &amp;#39;M,&amp;#39;
	like &amp;#39;Mary,&amp;#39; but &lt;em&gt;just&lt;/em&gt; the &amp;#39;M,&amp;#39; ok?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;. &amp;quot;M-O-K.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Remember that backspace key?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Press it twice.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;All right, but it took off the &amp;#39;O&amp;#39; and &amp;#39;K&amp;#39; you wanted.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Never mind that, I&amp;#39;ll live. Now type a &amp;#39;D,&amp;#39; just
	the letter D.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;D.  Now what?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Now press the enter key.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;E-N-T-E-R.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Is there anyone else around the lot that is
	maybe a little more familiar with computers than you are?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Customer&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Well, my wife uses one at her work and might be a
	little more familiar. She comes in in an hour. You want to talk to her?&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
	&lt;li&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Tech Support&lt;/strong&gt;: &amp;quot;Yes, please.&amp;quot;
	&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 18:43:12 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/26/Computer-Stupidities</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Worst Job</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/25/Worst-Job</link><description>&lt;span&gt;
&lt;div id=&quot;msgcns!C6AEB80478260E1F!321&quot; class=&quot;bvMsg&quot;&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I was curious what everyones worst job they ever held was.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
I would have to say that mine was at Hardee&amp;#39;s.  It was my first
job.  I was 15 and had to alter my birth certificate in order to work
there.  I actually broke the law to work in a fast food place.  I was
the burger flipper.  I can&amp;#39;t say cook since you really don&amp;#39;t know how
to cook, you just flip the burgers when the timer went off.  It was so
hot that by the time I got off, I stunk to high heaven.  The
interesting thing was that the general manager was a coke head and the
assistant manager always disappeared to the roof to smoke weed.  This
actually had its benefits.  When the assistant manager was high he
became the nicest person and wanted to be everyones best buddy.  This
got me off work early numerous times.  I usually worked nights until
close, and there were a couple times that after close we had pickle and
and ice fights over the entire restaraunt, it was alot of fun until we
had to clean it up.  We wouldn&amp;#39;t have been able to get away with this
if the bosses weren&amp;#39;t stoned.  I make it kinda of sound like fun and
looking back at it 20 years later it actually sounds fun, but it
sucked.  
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
Please leave a comment and let me know what your worst job was.
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
</description><pubDate>Thu, 26 Jul 2007 02:29:07 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/25/Worst-Job</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Darwin award witnessed</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/18/Darwin-award-witnessed</link><description>&lt;span&gt;
&lt;div id=&quot;msgcns!C6AEB80478260E1F!289&quot; class=&quot;bvMsg&quot;&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;While I was in the army I
was stationed in Landstuhl Germany from 1998-2001, and while I was
there I had the morbid pleasure to witness the aftermath of a Darwin
Awardee.  Below is the text from their website and they call it Mental
Eclipse.  While it is tragic to see something like this happen, I was wondering if anyone else has a similar story.&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;   &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.darwinawards.com/darwin/index_darwin2001.html&quot;&gt;http://www.darwinawards.com/darwin/index_darwin2001.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;(11 August 1999) A 42-year-old man killed himself
watching the eclipse while driving near Kaiserslautern, Germany. A
witness driving behind him stated that the man was weaving back and
forth as he concentrated on the partially occluded sun, when he
suddenly accelerated and hit the bridge pier. He had apparently just
donned his solar viewers, which are dark enough to totally obscure
everything except the sun. &lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Yes when I read this I can&amp;#39;t help but to laugh. 
The scene was hardly funny though.  I think he was driving a VW Golf
but the car was so mangled it was almost impossible to determine.  I
find it morbidly amusing the way we as humans can find humor in others
stupidity.  I can&amp;#39;t help but wonder, was this guy in that big of a
hurry that he couldn&amp;#39;t stop for 2 minutes, and what was he thinking? 
Was it something like, I don&amp;#39;t need these eyes?  I got it.  He was
using his telepathic powers to guide his car but that pier just jumped
out in front of him.  It&amp;#39;s kinda like people talking on their cell
phones while driving but multiplied by a hundred.  We&amp;#39;re all guilty of
it.  I guess that&amp;#39;s the reason you can get a drivers license while
being deaf but can&amp;#39;t if your blind. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/font&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
</description><pubDate>Thu, 19 Jul 2007 01:31:57 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/18/Darwin-award-witnessed</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Stupid Texas Laws</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/16/Stupid-Texas-Laws</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
&lt;span&gt;
&lt;div id=&quot;msgcns!C6AEB80478260E1F!187&quot; class=&quot;bvMsg&quot;&gt;
&lt;div&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Abilene &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to idle or loiter anyplace within the corporate limits of the city for the purpose of flirting or mashing. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Austin &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Wire cutters can not be carried in your pocket. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Beaumont &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Collegiate football is banned at Lamar University. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Borger &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is against the law to throw confetti, rubber balls, feather
dusters, whips or quirts (riding crop), and explosive firecrackers of
any kind. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Clarendon &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to dust any public building with a feather duster. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;El Paso &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Churches, hotels, halls of assembly, stores, markets, banking
rooms, railroad depots, and saloons are required to provide spittoons
&amp;quot;of a kind and number to efficiently contain expectorations into them.&amp;quot;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Houston &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Beer may not be purchased after midnight on a Sunday, but it may be purchased on Monday. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to sell Limburger cheese on Sunday. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Galveston&lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to drive a motor car down Broadway before noon on Sundays. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Jasper &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Dogs must be on a leash at ALL times. Fine of 100 dollars. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;LeFors &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to take more than three swallows of beer while standing. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Lubbock County &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to drive within an arm&amp;#39;s length of alcohol - including alcohol in someone else&amp;#39;s blood stream. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Mesquite &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal for children to have unusual haircuts. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Port Arthur &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Obnoxious odors may not be emitted while in an elevator. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Richardson &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is now illegal to place a &amp;quot;for sale&amp;quot; sign on a car if it visible from the street. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to do &amp;quot;U Turns&amp;quot;. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;San Antonio &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal for both sexes to flirt or respond to flirtation using the eyes and/or hands. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;It is illegal to urinate on the Alamo. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Temple &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;No one may ride a horse and buggy through the town square. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;You can ride your horse in the saloon. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Cattle thieves may be hanged on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h3&gt;Texarkana &lt;/h3&gt;
&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Owners of horses may not ride them at night without tail lights. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jul 2007 23:00:00 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/16/Stupid-Texas-Laws</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>Blonde Robbed</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/13/Blonde-Robbed</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
A blonde was driving home when a guy pulled her over. The guy says,
&amp;ldquo;Get out of the car and stand in this circle or something awful is
going to happen to you.&amp;rdquo; 
&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
So, while the blonde is standing in the circle the guy is going through
her car and transporting it to his car. Then the blonde started
laughing hysterically. The guy asks, &amp;quot;Why are you laughing? The blonde
ignores him and he says, &amp;ldquo;Whatever&amp;hellip;&amp;rdquo; and continues to rob her car.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The blonde starts laughing again. &amp;quot;Why R U laughing again!&amp;quot; She again
ignores him. Then just as the guy is about to drive away, the blonde
starts laughing a third time &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Ok&amp;hellip; that&amp;rsquo;s it&amp;hellip; What&amp;rsquo;s your problem,&amp;rdquo; the guy shouts???&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;quot;Well, the blonde says, &amp;ldquo;When you weren&amp;#39;t looking I stepped out of the circle three times!
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stumbleupon.com/submit?url=http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/index.cfm/2007/7/13/Blonde-Robbed&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://dave.instantspot.com/userfiles/102006/201/icon_su.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;StumbleUpon Toolbar&quot; /&gt; Stumble It!&lt;/a&gt;
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Fri, 13 Jul 2007 08:30:54 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/13/Blonde-Robbed</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>George Carlin&apos;s Rules for 2007</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/10/George-Carlins-Rules-for-2007</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
George Carlin is one of the crudist and funniest comedians around.  I stumbled across his rules for 2007 and thought they were hilarious. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule:
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Stop giving me that pop-up ad for classmates.com ! There&amp;#39;s a reason you don&amp;#39;t talk to people for 25 
years. Because you don&amp;#39;t particularly like them! Besides, I already know what 
the captain of the football team is doing these days . . mowing my lawn.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule:
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Don&amp;#39;t eat anything that&amp;#39;s served to you out a window unless you&amp;#39;re a seagull. 
People are acting all shocked that a human finger was found in a bowl of Wendy&amp;#39;s 
chili. Hey, it cost less than a dollar. What did you expect it to contain? 
Trout? 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Stop saying that teenage boys who have sex with their hot, blonde teachers 
are permanently damaged. I have a better description for these kids: lucky 
bastards.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
If you need to shave and you still collect baseball cards, you&amp;#39;re a dope. If 
you&amp;#39;re a kid, the cards are keepsakes of your idols. If you&amp;#39;re a grown man, 
they&amp;#39;re pictures of men.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Ladies, leave your eyebrows alone. Here&amp;#39;s how much men care about your 
eyebrows: do you have two of them? Okay, we&amp;#39;re done.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
There&amp;#39;s no such thing as flavored water. There&amp;#39;s a whole aisle of this crap 
at the supermarket, water, but without that watery taste. Sorry, but flavored 
water is called a soft drink. You want flavored water? Pour some scotch over ice 
and let it melt. That&amp;#39;s your flavored water. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Stop screwing with old people. Target is introducing a redesigned pill bottle 
that&amp;#39;s square, with a bigger label. And the top is now the bottom. And by the 
time grandpa figures out how to open it, his ass will be in the morgue. 
Congratulations, Target, you just solved the Social Security crisis. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
The more complicated the Starbucks order, the bigger the asshole. If you walk 
into a Starbucks and order a &amp;quot;decaf grande half-soy, half-low fat, iced vanilla, 
double-shot, gingerbread cappuccino, extra dry, light ice, with one 
Sweet-n&amp;#39;-Low, and one NutraSweet,&amp;quot; ooh, you&amp;#39;re a huge asshole. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I&amp;#39;m not the cashier! By the time I look up from sliding my card, entering my 
PIN number, pressing &amp;quot;Enter,&amp;quot; verifying the amount, deciding, no, I don&amp;#39;t want 
cash back, and pressing &amp;quot;Enter&amp;quot; again, the kid who is supposed to be ringing me 
up is standing there eating my Almond Joy. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Just because your tattoo has Chinese characters in it doesn&amp;#39;t make you 
spiritual. It&amp;#39;s right above the crack of your ass. And it translates to &amp;quot;beef 
with broccoli.&amp;quot; The last time you did anything spiritual, you were praying to 
God you weren&amp;#39;t pregnant. You&amp;#39;re not spiritual. You&amp;#39;re just high. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
Competitive eating isn&amp;#39;t a sport. It&amp;#39;s one of the seven deadly sins. ESPN 
recently televised the U.S. Open of Competitive Eating, because watching those 
athletes at the poker table was just too damned exciting. What&amp;#39;s next, 
competitive farting? Oh wait. They&amp;#39;re already doing that. It&amp;#39;s called &amp;quot;The 
Howard Stern Show.&amp;quot; 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
I don&amp;#39;t need a bigger mega M&amp;amp;Ms If I&amp;#39;m extra hungry for M&amp;amp;Ms, I&amp;#39;ll go 
nuts and eat two.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule:
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
If you&amp;#39;re going to insist on making movies based on crappy, old television 
shows, then you have to give everyone in the Cineplex a remote so we can see 
what&amp;#39;s playing on the other screens. Let&amp;#39;s remember the reason something was a 
television show in the first place is that the idea wasn&amp;#39;t good enough to be a 
movie. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
No more gift registries. You know, it used to be just for weddings. Now it&amp;#39;s 
for babies and new homes and graduations from rehab. Picking out the stuff you 
want and having other people buy it for you isn&amp;#39;t gift giving, it&amp;#39;s the white 
people version of looting. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: and this one is long overdue:
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
No more bathroom attendants. After I zip up, some guy is offering me a towel 
and a mint like I just had sex with George Michael. I can&amp;#39;t even tell if he&amp;#39;s 
supposed to be there, or just some freak with a fetish. I don&amp;#39;t want to be on 
your web cam, dude. I just want to wash my hands. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
When I ask how old your toddler is, I don&amp;#39;t need to know in months. &amp;quot;27 
Months.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;He&amp;#39;s two,&amp;quot; will do just fine. He&amp;#39;s not a cheese. And I didn&amp;#39;t really 
care in the first place. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
New Rule: 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
If you ever hope to be a credible adult and want a job that pays better than 
minimum wage, then for God&amp;#39;s sake don&amp;#39;t pierce or tattoo every available piece 
of flesh. If so, then plan your future around saying&amp;quot; Do you want fries with 
that?&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;
&lt;a href=&quot;http://www.stumbleupon.com/submit?url=http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/index.cfm/2007/7/10/George-Carlins-Rules-for-2007&quot;&gt; &lt;img src=&quot;http://dave.instantspot.com/userfiles/102006/201/icon_su.gif&quot; border=&quot;0&quot; alt=&quot;StumbleUpon Toolbar&quot; /&gt; Stumble It!&lt;/a&gt; 
&lt;/p&gt;
</description><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jul 2007 20:43:39 GMT</pubDate><guid>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/07/10/George-Carlins-Rules-for-2007</guid><category>humor</category></item><item><title>10 Ways to Annoy a Telemarketer</title><link>http://dave.instantspot.com/blog/2007/06/29/10-Ways-to-Annoy-a-Telemarketer</link><description>&lt;p&gt;
We recently had a new phone line installed so my wife could work from home.  It seems like we are now a target and the phone seems to be running off the hook.&amp;nbsp; I&amp;#39;ve always wanted to mess with telemarketers.&amp;nbsp; If anyone has any others that are good please leave a comment to add to the list. 
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
&amp;nbsp;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
10.  When they ask &amp;quot;How are you today?&amp;quot;  Tell them!  &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m so glad you asked because no one these days seems to care, and I have all these problems; my arthritis is acting up, my eyelashes are sore, my dog just died...&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
9.   If they say they&amp;#39;re John Doe from XYZ Company, ask them to spell their name.   Then ask them to spell the company name.  Then ask them where it is located.  Continue asking them personal questions or questions about their company for as long as necessary.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
8.  Cry out in surprise, &amp;quot;Judy!  Is that you?  Oh my God!  Judy, how have you been?&amp;quot;  Hopefully, this will give Judy a few brief moments of pause as she tries to figure out where she could know you from.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
7.  If MCI calls trying to get you to sign up for the Family and Friends Plan, reply, in as SINISTER a voice as you can, &amp;quot;I don&amp;#39;t have any friends ... would you be my friend?&amp;quot;
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
6.  If they want to loan you money, tell them you just filed for bankruptcy and you could sure use some money.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
5.  Tell the telemarketer you are on &amp;quot;home incarceration&amp;quot; and ask if they could bring you a case of beer and some chips.
&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;
4.  After the telemarketers gives their spiel, ask him/her to marry you.  When they get all flustered, tell them that you could not just give your credit card number to a complete stranger.
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3.  Tell the telemarketer you are busy at the moment and ask them if they will give you their HOME phone number so you can call them back.  When the telemarketer explains that they cannot give out their HOME number, you say &amp;quot;I guess you don&amp;#39;t want anyone bothering you at home, right?&amp;quot;  The telemarketer will agree and you say, &amp;quot;Now you know how I feel!&amp;quot;  Say good bye - and hang up.
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2.  Insist that the caller is really your buddy Leon, playing a joke.  &amp;quot;Come on Leon, cut it out!  Seriously, Leon, how&amp;#39;s your mom?&amp;quot;
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And first and foremost:
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1.  Tell them to talk VERY SLOWLY, because you want to write EVERY WORD down. 
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The NHL All Star Game will be played Jan. 24th 2007 in the American Airlines Center in Dallas TX.&amp;nbsp; The starting lineup was release today and no &lt;a href=&quot;http://www.voteforrory.com/&quot;&gt;Rory Fitzpatrick&lt;/a&gt; didn&amp;#39;t make it.&amp;nbsp; The remainder of the rosters will be released on Jan. 13th.&amp;nbsp; The starting line ups are the following:
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&lt;strong&gt;Western Conference&lt;/strong&gt;
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Joe Sakic #19 Colorado Avalanche Center
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Jonathan Cheechoo #14 San Jose Sharks Right Wing
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Joe Thornton #19 San Jose Sharks Center
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Niklas Lidstrom #5 Detroit Red Wings Defense
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Scott Niedermayer #27 Anahein Ducks
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Roberto Luongo #1 Vancouver Canucks Goalie
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&amp;nbsp;
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&lt;strong&gt;Eastern Conference&lt;/strong&gt;
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Daniel Briere #48 Buffalo Sabres Center
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Brian Campbell #51 Buffalo Sabres Defense
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Ryan Miller #30 Buffalo Sabres Goalie
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Sidney Crosby #87 Pittsburgh Penguins Center
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Alexander Ovechkin #8 Washington Capitals Left Wing
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Sheldon Souray #44 Montreal Canadiens Defense
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