<?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-23039192</id><updated>2011-08-31T21:11:06.477+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Underground Dubai</title><subtitle type='html'>Danger DXB;
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News, Views, Comment and Entertainment From Dubai, The City of Gold</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>157</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-7745921226841609944</id><published>2008-05-13T12:27:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T12:27:44.339+04:00</updated><title type='text'>You Cant Picture This</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" width="400" height="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://current.com/e/88856223" /&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://current.com/e/88856223" width="400" height="400" wmode="transparent" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" &gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-7745921226841609944?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/7745921226841609944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=7745921226841609944' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/7745921226841609944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/7745921226841609944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2008/05/you-cant-picture-this.html' title='You Cant Picture This'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-3652286442582026137</id><published>2008-05-04T13:45:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:52:25.513+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Question:  What is a bastard exactly?</title><content type='html'>"What is a bastard?“ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we wax philosophic with metaphysical postulations, incomplete aphorisms and inconsistent sophisms that make one more and more sure that the one of the few truisms in life is that a picture is worth a thousand words. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the photo following, the guy on the right is a member of a bomb squad in the middle of a deactivation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy behind him, well, he's a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/SB2Grl3Ur-I/AAAAAAAAACY/fXklQrHw4QY/s1600-h/bastard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/SB2Grl3Ur-I/AAAAAAAAACY/fXklQrHw4QY/s400/bastard.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196457628512071650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite often we ask ourselves hard to answer questions, like,&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-3652286442582026137?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/3652286442582026137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=3652286442582026137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/3652286442582026137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/3652286442582026137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2008/05/question-what-is-bastard-exactly.html' title='Question:  What is a bastard exactly?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/SB2Grl3Ur-I/AAAAAAAAACY/fXklQrHw4QY/s72-c/bastard.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-5760775264644077598</id><published>2008-04-27T14:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T14:24:24.878+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jokes to offend everyone.........</title><content type='html'>History teacher asks a class full of kids 'What was Churchill famous for?' A kid at the back shouts out 'He was the last f***ing&gt; white man to be called Winston!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just loaded 'British Airways Boeing 777 Simulator' onto my PC, but it keeps crashing! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you hear about the look-a-like competition in China ? Everybody won. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the ideal weight for a mother-in-law? About 2.3 pounds including the urn. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What had 3 legs and lived on a farm? The McCartneys But really we shouldn't make fun of macca. After all will he ever find another woman to fill her shoe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was so depressed last night that I rang the Samaritans. Got through to a call centre in Pakistan . Told them I was suicidal, they got all excited and asked if I could fly a plane...... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A black man takes a girl home from a nightclub. She says 'Show me it's true what they say about black men'... So he stabbed her and nicked her purse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I parked in a disabled space today and a traffic warden shouted to me... 'Oi, what's your disability?' I said 'Tourettes! Now f**k off you t**t!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man is in a queue at Tesco and sees this busty blonde staring at him, he can't believe she is staring at him, then she starts waving. 'Excuse me do I know you?' he asks. 'Yes I think you are the father of one of my kids' she says. The man thinks back and remembers his one act of infidelity and says F***ing hell are you the bird I shagged on me stag do, whilst your mate whipped me and your other mate stuck a brush up my arse?' 'No' she replies 'I'm your son's English teacher!'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I said to the wife, 'I thought I saw your name on a loaf of bread today, but when I looked again it said 'Thick Cut' ' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between Harold Shipman and Tony Blair? Shipman actually did something about NHS waiting lists. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bride on her wedding night says to her husband 'I must confess darling, I was a hooker!'. He says 'That's alright, dear. Your past is your past, but I must admit that I find it quite erotic. Tell me about it'. She replies 'Well, my name was Nigel, and I played for Wigan !'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Father Duffy walks into the convent and sees sister Rose washing the kitchen floor. He's overcome with desire and pushes her onto the ground. As he's shagging her the Rev Mother comes in. 'SISTER ROSE!!!' she roars 'Have some respect. Arch your back girl and keep Father Duffy's balls off the wet floor!!' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man says to his wife 'tell me something that will make me happy and sad at the same time'. His wife replies 'You've got a bigger dick than your brother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-5760775264644077598?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/5760775264644077598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=5760775264644077598' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5760775264644077598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5760775264644077598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2008/04/jokes-to-offend-everyone.html' title='Jokes to offend 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src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/R-dS6v2ApTI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6YCa5Vpjru8/s400/life_sm.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181201065541936434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://digitaljournalist.org/issue0309/lm_index.html"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt; for a trip through the lens.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-2869837692827603736?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/2869837692827603736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=2869837692827603736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/2869837692827603736'/><link rel='self' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=9211565244457673304' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/9211565244457673304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/9211565244457673304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2008/02/movies-moves-movies.html' title='Movies Moves Movies'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-1810882799642338080</id><published>2008-02-17T10:12:00.001+04:00</published><updated>2008-02-17T10:27:14.055+04:00</updated><title type='text'>all about nowt</title><content type='html'>Big Questions &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What people are asking this week&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whose relationship split has brought back&lt;br /&gt;the rumours that their union was sparked&lt;br /&gt;by a contract brokered by their&lt;br /&gt;publicists who were keen to dampen down&lt;br /&gt;speculation about both celebrities'&lt;br /&gt;private lives?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's wrong with Britain? The publicly voted short-&lt;br /&gt;list for “Celebrity Mum of the Year” includes Mel B,&lt;br /&gt;Posh, Heather Mills, Katie Price and Kate Garraway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food for thought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like lambs to the slaughter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Waitrose is making a film on an Oxfordshire&lt;br /&gt;   farm to show to its shareholders meeting,&lt;br /&gt;   to confirm that the firm's farming and produce&lt;br /&gt;   is all lovely and ethical. The farm is indeed&lt;br /&gt;   everything they say it is. Wonder if they'll&lt;br /&gt;   mention that it is owned by Lord Sainsbury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman comes home on Valentine's Day&lt;br /&gt;with a duck under her arm.&lt;br /&gt;Her husband meets her at the door.&lt;br /&gt;She says "This is the pig I'm shagging".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That's not a pig, it's a duck," he replies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was talking to the duck."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-1810882799642338080?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/1810882799642338080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=1810882799642338080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/1810882799642338080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/1810882799642338080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2008/02/all-about-nowt.html' title='all about nowt'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-4902134607545277190</id><published>2007-11-12T16:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T16:14:13.633+04:00</updated><title type='text'>No Pok!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBDA_4DKrbM&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sBDA_4DKrbM&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-4902134607545277190?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/4902134607545277190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=4902134607545277190' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4902134607545277190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4902134607545277190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/11/no-pok.html' title='No Pok!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-5409863948902020247</id><published>2007-11-11T15:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T15:42:41.008+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai Media Blah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ajman - Croc shock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lighthearted report about a crocodile spotted in Ajman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven die as partially completed bridge collapses&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Report on the death of 6 workman in Dubai Marina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Editor, what story would you put on your front page?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 Days plumped for the croc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-5409863948902020247?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/5409863948902020247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=5409863948902020247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5409863948902020247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5409863948902020247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/11/dubai-media-blah.html' title='Dubai Media Blah'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-4328281240736133198</id><published>2007-08-13T10:13:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T10:16:02.095+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Party Tunes</title><content type='html'>Iraqi party spolied by DJ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Dubai ruler Sheik al-Maktoum threw a celebration&lt;br /&gt;  for the Iraqi soccer team after its recent&lt;br /&gt;  Asian Cup win. However, for poor Iraqis,&lt;br /&gt;  nothing ever goes quite to plan. They&lt;br /&gt;  were welcomed with Iraq's Saddam Hussein-era&lt;br /&gt;  national anthem, Ardulfurataini Watan, rather&lt;br /&gt;  than current one, prompting many of the players&lt;br /&gt;  to walk out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: After Saddam's overthrow, Iraqi authorities&lt;br /&gt;selected "Mawtini," a popular Arab folk tune, to&lt;br /&gt;replace the old anthem which glorified the Baath party.&lt;br /&gt;http://david.national-anthems.net/iq'.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI 2: Sheik al-Maktoum gave the team $5.45m.&lt;br /&gt;The team has been given $10,000 each in Iraq.&lt;a href="http://david.national-anthems.net/iq'.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-4328281240736133198?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/4328281240736133198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=4328281240736133198' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4328281240736133198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4328281240736133198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/08/party-tunes.html' title='Party Tunes'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-493034436675447175</id><published>2007-08-01T09:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:03:30.417+04:00</updated><title type='text'>spot the injustice of it all</title><content type='html'>In what civilised society does a 15 year old girl who was clearly forced into prostitution face prosecution herself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Dubai - A man who brought a 15-year-old girl into the UAE after claiming he could get her a job before forcing her into prostitution, was jailed for six months at the Court of First Instance yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 35-year-old Iraqi expat will be deported after serving his sentence. The teenager, who is also from Iraq, said she had left her home country  as her family were struggling financially and she thought she would be able to help them.&lt;br /&gt;She told the court that the man tricked her into becoming a prostitute in the UAE and claimed that he abused her as he acted as her pimp.&lt;br /&gt;After the repeated abuse became too much she went to police who arrested the man. The youngster faces separate charges relating to prostitution in the Minors’ Court.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-493034436675447175?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/493034436675447175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=493034436675447175' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/493034436675447175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/493034436675447175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/08/spot-injustice-of-it-all.html' title='spot the injustice of it all'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-101991524544603388</id><published>2007-07-12T17:15:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T17:17:22.110+04:00</updated><title type='text'>like they care</title><content type='html'>Live Earth's BBC1 audience peaked at 3.1m. This&lt;br /&gt;year's Eurovision got 10.9m.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-101991524544603388?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/101991524544603388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=101991524544603388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/101991524544603388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/101991524544603388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/07/like-they-care.html' title='like they care'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-6946428305599176581</id><published>2007-06-21T17:32:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T17:34:11.136+04:00</updated><title type='text'>TV news-crews get special training</title><content type='html'>Alan Johnston has now spent 100 days as a&lt;br /&gt;hostage in Gaza. TV news networks are taking&lt;br /&gt;no chance with other British foreign&lt;br /&gt;correspondents. News hounds are being hurriedly&lt;br /&gt;sent on Kidnapping Training courses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what are they told to do in the event&lt;br /&gt;of being kidnapped?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tell them absolutely anything they want."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why not...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-6946428305599176581?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/6946428305599176581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=6946428305599176581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/6946428305599176581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/6946428305599176581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/06/tv-news-crews-get-special-training.html' title='TV news-crews get special training'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-6328423485969738346</id><published>2007-04-03T10:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T10:20:33.546+04:00</updated><title type='text'>the ultimate F1</title><content type='html'>Quote Promotional Code 5967476a for serious discounts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://www.f1showcar.com?a_aid=5967476a&amp;amp;a_bid=c93d9d35'&gt;&lt;img src='http://www.f1showcar.com/affiliate/scripts/sb.php?a_aid=5967476a&amp;amp;a_bid=c93d9d35' border="0" alt="" title=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-6328423485969738346?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/6328423485969738346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=6328423485969738346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/6328423485969738346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/6328423485969738346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/04/ultimate-f1.html' title='the ultimate F1'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-4177148386399995882</id><published>2007-03-12T09:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:52:26.834+04:00</updated><title type='text'>more pictures that changed the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk64WM4SI/AAAAAAAAABc/F73lnzTD_6I/s1600-h/1962.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk64WM4SI/AAAAAAAAABc/F73lnzTD_6I/s400/1962.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040905583143477538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1962.  A soldier shot by a sniper hangs onto a priest in his last  moments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk64WM4TI/AAAAAAAAABk/rtCUy51Sfos/s1600-h/1966.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk64WM4TI/AAAAAAAAABk/rtCUy51Sfos/s400/1966.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040905583143477554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1966.  U.S. troops in South Vietnam are dragging a dead Vietkong  soldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7IWM4UI/AAAAAAAAABs/JJkxQgZKubQ/s1600-h/1972.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7IWM4UI/AAAAAAAAABs/JJkxQgZKubQ/s400/1972.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040905587438444866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1972.  After South Vietnam planes accidentally drop a bomb on a town.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7IWM4VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TCbB4Vt6D3M/s1600-h/1980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7IWM4VI/AAAAAAAAAB0/TCbB4Vt6D3M/s400/1980.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040905587438444882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1980.  A kid in Uganda about to die of hunger, and a missionaire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7YWM4WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JsjQhPs5pSo/s1600-h/2002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk7YWM4WI/AAAAAAAAAB8/JsjQhPs5pSo/s400/2002.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040905591733412194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;2002.  Soldiers and villagers in Iran are digging graves for the victims of the  earthquake. A kid holds his father's pants before he is buried.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/23039192-4177148386399995882?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/4177148386399995882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=4177148386399995882' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4177148386399995882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4177148386399995882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/03/more-pictures-that-changed-world.html' title='more pictures that changed the world'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/RfTk64WM4SI/AAAAAAAAABc/F73lnzTD_6I/s72-c/1962.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-4638093996735344306</id><published>2007-02-27T17:08:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:52:27.799+04:00</updated><title type='text'>pictures that changed the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuDqQNsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GzAzJ6AmjoQ/s1600-h/1963.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuDqQNsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GzAzJ6AmjoQ/s320/1963.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036200923723837602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1963. Thich Quang Duc,  the Buddhist priest in Southern Vietnam , burns himself to death protesting the  government's torture policy against priests. Thich Quang Dug never made a sound  or moved while he was burning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEKQNsLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pQMH6ULcdOo/s1600-h/1968.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEKQNsLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/pQMH6ULcdOo/s320/1968.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036200932313772210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;February 1, 1968. South Vietnam  police chief Nguyen Ngoc Loan shots a young man, whom he suspects to be a Viet  Kong soldier.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEaQNsMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OHSEqtLtgm8/s1600-h/1975.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEaQNsMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/OHSEqtLtgm8/s320/1975.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036200936608739522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1975.  A woman and a girl falling down after the fire escape  collapses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEqQNsNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nbg3C_sjYoY/s1600-h/1989.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEqQNsNI/AAAAAAAAAAk/nbg3C_sjYoY/s320/1989.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036200940903706834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;1989.  A young man in China stands before the tanks during protests for democratic  reforms.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEqQNsOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pRu1McJPezU/s1600-h/2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuEqQNsOI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pRu1McJPezU/s320/2003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036200940903706850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div link="blue" vlink="purple" lang="EN-US"&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 7.5pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;2003. An Iraqi prisoner of war tries to calm down his  child.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-4638093996735344306?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/4638093996735344306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=4638093996735344306' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4638093996735344306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/4638093996735344306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/02/pictures-that-changed-world.html' title='pictures that changed the world'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pKUXgzQuNTM/ReQuDqQNsKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/GzAzJ6AmjoQ/s72-c/1963.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-8060071498303944924</id><published>2007-02-21T14:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T14:23:52.088+04:00</updated><title type='text'>a joke</title><content type='html'>The Cork&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two young terrorists are in a locker room taking a shower after their&lt;br /&gt;bomb making class in Leeds , when one notices the other has a huge cork&lt;br /&gt;stuck in his arse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you do not mind me saying," stated the second, "that cork looks very&lt;br /&gt;uncomfortable. Why don't you take it out?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret I cannot", lamented the first youth. "It is permanently stuck in&lt;br /&gt;my arse."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I do not understand," said the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first man says, "I was walking along  the Headrow And I tripped&lt;br /&gt;over an oil lamp. There was a puff of smoke, and then a huge old man in&lt;br /&gt;Union Jack attire with a white beard and Akubra hat came boiling out. He&lt;br /&gt;said, "I am Ozzie, the Genie. I can grant you one wish."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I said, "No shit?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-8060071498303944924?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/8060071498303944924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=8060071498303944924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/8060071498303944924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/8060071498303944924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/02/joke.html' title='a joke'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-5516300318720305281</id><published>2007-02-05T14:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T14:34:44.973+04:00</updated><title type='text'>who's a naughty boy? don't do it again!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"A British man yesterday pleaded guilty to molesting a Dubai Airport employee by slapping him on the buttocks - three times. The trial, which started yesterday, heard that the 30-year-old British visitor, AJ, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;who is charged&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;with&lt;/span&gt; molestation and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;consuming alcohol&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be the FREE alcohol that the man was plied with on his Emirates flight would it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It appears that alcohol consumption illegal in Dubai without a liquor license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A work colleague of mine was jailed for 30 days for consumption only last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet they give the stuff away not only on flights into the UAE, but also to the fairer sex in just about every licensed establishment in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ladies Nights" &lt;/span&gt;in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time Out Dubai &lt;/span&gt;for your free booze sessions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just don't EVER put a foot, or indeed a &lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/en/2007/02/05/you-naughty-boy.html"&gt;hand&lt;/a&gt; out of place whilst you are in any way under the influence of alcohol in Dubai or the chances are you WILL be banged up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 7days story is highlighted to warn you of the dangers of consuming alcohol in Dubai without a liquor licence. A liquor license that is only available to residents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; AJ&lt;/span&gt; probably deserves punishment for smacking someone; be it on the arse or face, it's still pretty much assault; but whether he deserves to be charged with consuming alcohol is another matter all together.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-5516300318720305281?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/5516300318720305281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=5516300318720305281' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5516300318720305281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/5516300318720305281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/02/whos-naught-boy-dont-do-it-again.html' title='who&apos;s a naughty boy? don&apos;t do it again!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-116817320810257157</id><published>2007-01-07T16:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T16:33:29.666+04:00</updated><title type='text'>that's not entertainment</title><content type='html'>Where has all of the famous DSF Family entertainment gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my time here in Dubai one of the highlights of the year for our friends and family has always been visiting the public parks during the Shopping Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have seen some wonderful shows in the parks over the years including Casper, Aladdin, Pinocchio, Jungle Book and Treasure Island to name but a few!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These shows used to cost us just 10 Dirhams to go and see and so were an affordable way for many of Dubai's residents to see quality professional entertainment that would other wise have been out of their reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, not only is the Global Village charging its visitors to browse round the market stalls but the public parks have no entertainment shows on offer.Is it a sign of the times in Dubai, that the Snow White pantomime that was staged in the Madinat theatre over the Festive season had tickets priced at 135 Durhams compered to the DSF Snow White show in Safa Park a few years ago that cost just AED 10 to go and see.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average cost of the Quidam tickets, the Cirque  Du  Soleil show , is AED 375; completely pricing out around 80% of Dubai's population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali Baba, a show being staged in the (laughingly entitled) "Community Theatre" has an average ticket price of 265 Dirhams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is London West End prices for a community theatre audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai used to have a slogan "The City That Cares"; Come on Dubai Municipality;  show us you still  care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-116817320810257157?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/116817320810257157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=116817320810257157' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116817320810257157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116817320810257157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2007/01/thats-not-entertainment.html' title='that&apos;s not entertainment'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-116747103614714902</id><published>2006-12-30T13:18:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T13:30:36.450+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai Drivers Why?</title><content type='html'>had a nasty experience again on the roads of Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the speed limit of 120kph on the Emirates road a group of lads in local dress came up behind me flashing their head lights at me as if their life depended on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unable to move over due to traffic on my right , I continued along at now just above the speed limit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car behind me was now just a few inches at most away from my rear bumper. Honking on his horn and continuing to flash like mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found space to move over a minute or so along the road and the car behind me promptly pulled along side me and forced me to swerve into the inside lane to avoid a crash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if I was to give these guys "the finger" or even just a piece of my mind; it's me that would get prosecuted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it that turns usually mild mannered locals into mad men when they get behind the wheel of a car?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Small ???????? one would imagine. (self edited as the truth often leads to arrest)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-116747103614714902?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/116747103614714902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=116747103614714902' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116747103614714902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116747103614714902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/12/dubai-drivers-why.html' title='Dubai Drivers Why?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-116582303727478335</id><published>2006-12-11T11:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T14:19:15.326+04:00</updated><title type='text'>i will chop it off</title><content type='html'>I did warn you that I will not be getting to post that often these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 6 years in Dubai I have forgotten how inconvenient it can be to actually have to go to work every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However the construction workers outside my villa ensure that I always get up on time but banging away at 7.00am every morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’re reading this blog Mr Construction Worker I do that you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two requests though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Please don’t continue to do it on a Friday. That’s my rest day.&lt;br /&gt;2) If you persist in using my villa wall as a public lavatory I will cut it off ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From pissing work men to &lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/shared/spl/hi/in_depth/brits_abroad/html/"&gt;Brits Abroad&lt;/a&gt; – a comprehensive guide to where Britons live around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55,000 ex-pats in the United Arab Emirates make it the most popular Middle East location – 13th overall in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26,000 live in Saudi Arabia – but only 142 pensioners. Most Brits are temporary oil workers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3,400 pensioners in Yemen is the largest cluster of retired British citizens in the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What on earth are over three thousand British pensioners doing in Yemen for heavens sake?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers on a postcard please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-116582303727478335?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/116582303727478335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=116582303727478335' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116582303727478335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116582303727478335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-will-chop-it-off.html' title='i will chop it off'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-116214655844299617</id><published>2006-10-29T22:18:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:29:24.723+04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's life jim but not as we knew it.......</title><content type='html'>I just don't seem to have the time to post these days. I will put in the odd offering so I hope you visit every now and again for words of fun and insight of sorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did see something today though that seemed to sum up life in Dubai in a snapshot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Driving through Merdif I noticed a delivery van unloading a brand new state of the art plasa TV and its recipient opening his front door in expectation of crystal clear viewing of all the best entertainment that the satellite has to offer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On te other side of the street at that exact moment a couple of guys were going through the dumpster looking for anything worth selling in order to eat that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's life Jim but not as we knew it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-116214655844299617?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/116214655844299617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=116214655844299617' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116214655844299617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116214655844299617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/10/its-life-jim-but-not-as-we-knew-it.html' title='it&apos;s life jim but not as we knew it.......'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-116068066849645426</id><published>2006-10-12T23:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:17:49.100+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Album Cover Galore!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP83IrERdP4"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fP83IrERdP4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-116068066849645426?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/116068066849645426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=116068066849645426' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116068066849645426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/116068066849645426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/10/album-cover-galore.html' title='Album Cover Galore!!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115964679212960171</id><published>2006-10-01T00:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T00:06:32.716+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Miss Australian Pie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/aus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/aus.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/picture_gallery/picture_gallery/0,,70141-1235596-1,00.html"&gt;Australian Coastline&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An American academic has created a series of images which illustrate the impact global warming might have on Australia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115964679212960171?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115964679212960171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115964679212960171' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115964679212960171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115964679212960171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/10/bye-bye-miss-australian-pie.html' title='Bye Bye Miss Australian Pie'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115903803064760221</id><published>2006-09-23T22:57:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T23:00:30.976+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kidz eh?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Children today have no idea what a skeleton key is, unless they have seen the movie "Skeleton Key".       &lt;/span&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have no meaningful recollection of the Reagan Era and probably did not know he had ever been shot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They were prepubescent when the first Gulf War was waged.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Black Monday 1987 is as significant to them as the Great Depression.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have never feared a nuclear war.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They are too young to remember the space shuttle blowing up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Tianamen Square means nothing to them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Their lifetime has always included AIDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Bottle caps have always been screw off and plastic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Atari predates them, as do vinyl albums. The expression you sound like a broken record means nothing to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have never owned a record player.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have likely never played Pac Man and have never heard of Pong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;                     &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have always had an answering machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Most have never seen a TV set with only 13 channels, nor have they seen a black-and-white TV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have always had cable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;There has always been VCRs, but they have no idea what BETA is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They cannot fathom not having a remote control.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Roller-skating has always meant in-line for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Jay Leno has always been on the Tonight Show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They have no idea when or why Jordache jeans were cool.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Popcorn has always been cooked in the microwave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They never took a swim and thought about Jaws.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Vietnam War is as ancient history to them as WWI, WWII and the Civil War.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;              &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They can't imagine what hard contact lenses are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They don't know who Mork was or where he was from.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They never heard: "Where's the beef?," or " I'd walk a mile for a Camel," or "De plane, de plane." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They do not care who shot J. R. and have no idea who J. R. is.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Titanic was found? They thought we always knew where it was.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Michael Jackson has always been white.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;Kansas, Chicago, Boston, America, and Alabama are places, not groups.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;McDonalds never came in Styrofoam containers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;There has always been MTV.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;       &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:85%;"&gt;They don't have a clue how to use a typewriter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115903803064760221?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115903803064760221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115903803064760221' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115903803064760221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115903803064760221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/kidz-eh.html' title='Kidz eh?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115864600541367851</id><published>2006-09-19T09:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:06:45.833+04:00</updated><title type='text'>How tall is a Smurf?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Smurfs_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Smurfs_001.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/5317982.stm" class="pbl"&gt;&lt;b&gt;How tall is a smurf?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/5317982.stm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/business/5317982.stm" class="pbl"&gt;Meet the people who can tell you this - and more - in minutes       &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115864600541367851?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115864600541367851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115864600541367851' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115864600541367851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115864600541367851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/how-tall-is-smurf.html' title='How tall is a Smurf?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115857491002631749</id><published>2006-09-18T14:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T14:21:50.613+04:00</updated><title type='text'>forever blowing bubbles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://public.aregner.com/bubblewrap.swf"&gt;Bubble Wrap Dot Com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do it in manic mode&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115857491002631749?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115857491002631749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115857491002631749' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115857491002631749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115857491002631749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/forever-blowing-bubbles.html' title='forever blowing bubbles...'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115848186950623679</id><published>2006-09-17T12:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T12:31:09.863+04:00</updated><title type='text'>be afraid</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;The human race is doomed through stupidity, here are some actual label instructions on consumer goods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Sears hairdryer -- Do not use while sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;(That's the only time I have to work on my hair.)&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;On a bag of Doritos -- You could be a winner! No purchase necessary. Details inside.&lt;br /&gt;(the shoplifter special?)&lt;br /&gt;===========================&lt;br /&gt;On a bar of Dial soap -- "Directions: Use like regular soap."&lt;br /&gt;(and that would be???....)&lt;br /&gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;On some Swanson frozen dinners -- "Serving suggestion: Defrost."&lt;br /&gt;(but, it's just a suggestion.)&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;br /&gt;On Tesco's Tiramisu dessert (printed on bottom) -- "Do not turn upside down."&lt;br /&gt;(well...duh, a bit late, huh!)&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;On Marks &amp;Spencer Bread Pudding -- "Product will be hot after heating."&lt;br /&gt;(...and you thought????...)&lt;br /&gt;=======================&lt;br /&gt;On packaging for a Rowenta iron -- "Do not iron clothes on body."&lt;br /&gt;(but wouldn't this save me time?)&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;br /&gt;On Boot's Children Cough Medicine -- "Do not drive a car or operate machinery after taking this medication."&lt;br /&gt;(We could do a lot to reduce the rate of construction accidents if we could just get those 5 year-olds with head-colds off those bulldozers.)&lt;br /&gt;===========================&lt;br /&gt;On Nytol Sleep Aid -- "Warning: May cause drowsiness."&lt;br /&gt;(...I'm taking this because???....)&lt;br /&gt;============================&lt;br /&gt;On most brands of Christmas lights -- "For indoor or outdoor use only."&lt;br /&gt;(as opposed to what?)&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;On a Japanese food processor -- "Not to be used for the other use."&lt;br /&gt;(now, somebody out there, help me on this. I'm a bit curious.)&lt;br /&gt;==============================&lt;br /&gt;On Sainsbury's peanuts -- "Warning: contains nuts."&lt;br /&gt;(talk about a news flash)&lt;br /&gt;==========================&lt;br /&gt;On an American Airlines packet of nuts -- "Instructions: Open packet, eat nuts."&lt;br /&gt;(Step 3: say what?)&lt;br /&gt;===========================&lt;br /&gt;On a child's Superman costume -- "Wearing of this garment does not enable you to fly."&lt;br /&gt;(I don't blame the company.  I blame the parents for this one.)&lt;br /&gt;========================&lt;br /&gt;On a Swedish chainsaw -- "Do not attempt to stop chain with your hands or genitals."&lt;br /&gt;(Oh my ..was there a lot of this happening somewhere?)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115848186950623679?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115848186950623679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115848186950623679' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115848186950623679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115848186950623679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/be-afraid.html' title='be afraid'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115769998448058340</id><published>2006-09-08T11:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T11:19:44.870+04:00</updated><title type='text'>up yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/fuck%20u.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/fuck%20u.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unless of course he was born in Dubay.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115769998448058340?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115769998448058340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115769998448058340' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115769998448058340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115769998448058340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/up-yours.html' title='up yours'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115739408739183072</id><published>2006-09-04T22:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T22:21:27.893+04:00</updated><title type='text'>change your life........</title><content type='html'>Men fart an average of 17 times a day, and women fart an average of 9 times a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you fart constantly for 6 years, 9 months and 23 days you would produce enough gas to explode an atomic bomb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The longest ever penis recorded by scientists is 13.5 inches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are only second to cats for having the dirtiest mouths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes about 40 muscles to smile, but only 4 to pull the trigger of a decent rifle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beard hair grows at twice its usual rate when you're in a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Around 15 men each year have their penises chopped off by their wives and the highest proportion of men who suffer this are Italians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You use more calories eating celery than there are in celery itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More than 2,500 left handed people are killed every year from using right handed products.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semen is one of the most fattening substances known to man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An average of 76 people a year die playing twister, and about 23 of which are through playing the nude version!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Linda McCartney has sold more vegetarian ready made meals than Paul has sold records.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the course of the 18 year run of Cats on broadway, 3,247 lbs of yak hair was used for wigs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shortest war in history was between England and Zanzibar in 1896. Zanzibar surrendered after 38 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65 people become $millionaires every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average human will eat one pound of insects in their lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are more likely to be killed by a rogue champagne cork than a poisonous spider.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time a person is 18, they would have spent 12,000 hours in school, but 14,000 hours watching television.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman blink nearly twice as much as men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans share one third of their DNA with lettuce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You could comfortably fit the entire population of the planet into a cube with sides 1km long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apporximately 69% of all Internet content consists of pornographic material.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porn sites generated $970 million in revenue in 1999.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie Chaplin once came third in a Charlie Chaplin look-a-like competition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every 20 minutes a hapless person treads on a land mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average adult falls asleep seven minutes after turning out the light.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6,000 new computer viruses are released every month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over one trillion matches were being produced every year at the beginning of the last century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley had a twin brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zeuxis a Greek painter in the 5th Centrury BC laughed hismself to death while looking at one of his paintings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Roman leap year had the same number of days as ordinary years but January 23rd lasted for 48 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After being decapitated a human can still see for 20 seconds! (Not sure how 'they' worked this one out!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under EC law it is legal to have sex with inflatable dolls in the street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Winners at the 2001 Ig-Nobel Prize ceremony for eccentric researchers, inventors and scientists include an American who claims to have invented anti-flatulence underwear, a Lithuanian who set up a theme park dedicated to Stalin, and two Indians who discovered that nose-picking is commonplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right-handed people live on average, 9 years longer than left-handed people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Human stomachs produce a new layer of mucus every 2 weeks to stop it digesting itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humans are the only animals to sleep on their backs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More boys than girls are born during the day, but more girls are born at night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Julio Iglesias once had five gallons of water flown from Miami to L.A. so he could wash his hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clark Gable was listed on his birth certificate as a girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnny Vaughan was born at the precise moment that England scored the winning goal in the 1966 World Cup final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bernard Manning did his National Service in the Military Police and one of his duties was guarding Albert Speer and Rudolf Hess in Spandau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elvis Presley's hip-wiggling started out as a srage fright. He was so nervous, that his legs would shake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon shoplifted in Holland the harmonica he used on Love Me Do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel Gibson broke the school record for the most strappings in a week - 27.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom Cruise and Robbie Williams were both voted least Likely To Succeed at school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Winston Churchill smoked an estimated 300,000 cigars in his lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Michelangelo's cook was illiterate, so he drew her a shopping list, which today is priceless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The arhcitect who built the Kremlin had his eyes gouged our by Iavn The Terrible so that he would never be able to design another building like it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pirates wore earings because they believed it improved their eyesight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cher's parents married and divorced each other three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike Myers (a.k.a. Austin Powers) is descended from William Wordsworth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you shouted for 8 years, 7 months and 6 days, you would produce enough sound energy to heat one cup of coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volleyball is the most popular sport at nudist camps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Banging your head against a wall uses a 150 calories an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, a drop of Heinz tomato ketchup leaves the bottle at a speed of 25 miles per year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you mouth the word "colourful" to someone, it looks like you are saying "I love you".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only 15-letter word that can be spelled without repeating a letter is "uncopyrightable".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fastest sevice in a restaurant in the world is 13 seconds from the order to the food on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wayne Static (from staticX) uses glue to stick his hair up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The letter combination 'ough' can be pronounced in nine different ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every time you lick a stamp you consume one tengh of a calorie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permanent marker is not actually permanent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The shortest poem ever goes 'Adam, hae'em'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To convert milli-inches to micro metres you must times by 25.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is an average of 3000 ft. of electrical wiring in every car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the battle for Stalingrad, the German army lost more men attacking a single house defended by sergeant Pavlov's platoon than it did occupying Paris three years later. Pavlov survived the war and became a monk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tommy Lee Jones and Al Gore were freshman roomates at Harvard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kermit the Frog is left handed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a city called Rome on every continent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Earth is hit by lightning 100 times a second.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Typewriter is the longest word that can be made using only the letters on the top row of the keyboard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115739408739183072?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115739408739183072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115739408739183072' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115739408739183072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115739408739183072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/09/change-your-life.html' title='change your life........'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115695338908240624</id><published>2006-08-30T19:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T19:56:29.376+04:00</updated><title type='text'>FREE FOOTIE!!! 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GET IT....!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115675637705778533</id><published>2006-08-28T13:07:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T13:13:03.356+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hope this brightens your day.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/03.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/03.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/04.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/02.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115675637705778533?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115675637705778533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115675637705778533' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115675637705778533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115675637705778533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/hope-this-brightens-your-day.html' title='Hope this brightens your day.....'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115631638090221534</id><published>2006-08-23T10:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T10:59:41.166+04:00</updated><title type='text'>and you complain about your job.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/04.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/01.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/03.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/05.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/05.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/02.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115631638090221534?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115631638090221534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115631638090221534' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115631638090221534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115631638090221534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/and-you-complain-about-your-job.html' title='and you complain about your job.....'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115623319331093111</id><published>2006-08-22T11:51:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T11:53:15.623+04:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm gonna get it for this one.......pc warning and lol</title><content type='html'>Imagine....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is 2050 and call centres are opening all Over the West, as the new economic power India Out-sources work to the countries where many jobs Originated. Millions of Americans, still struggling to Adapt to a global economy, are willing to accept jobs That pay them in a new currency sweeping much of the World: Rupees. Some of them, eager to land one of the Customer service jobs from India, are attending Special training sessions in New York City, led by Language specialist Dave Ramsey, who goes by a simpler Name for his Indian clients: Devendra Ramaswaminathan ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this warm afternoon, the professor is teaching Three ambitious students how to communicate with Indian customers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " Okay, Gary, Randy and Jane, first we need To give you Indian names. Gary, from now on, you'll be Known to your customers as Gaurav. Randy, you'll be Ranjit. And Jane, you'll be Jagadamba. Now imagine you Just received a call from Delhi. What do you say?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary : " Name-as-tea ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " I think you mean 'Namaste.' Very good. But What do you say after that?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary : " How can I help you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " You're on the right track. Anyone else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: " How can I be helping you?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " Good try! You're using the correct tense, But it's not quite right. Anyone else?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " How I can be helping you ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " Wonderful! Word order is very important.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, let's try some small talk. Give me a comment That would help you make a connection with your Indian Customers ."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " It's really hot, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " The heat is always a good topic, but you Haven't phrased it correctly. Try again."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " It's deadly hot, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " That's better. But your tag question can Be greatly improved."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " It's deadly hot, no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " Wonderful! You can put 'no?' at the end of Almost any statement. You are understanding me, no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: " Yes, we are understanding you, no?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor (smiles): " We may need to review this later.&lt;br /&gt;But let's move on to other things. Have you ever heard Indians use the word 'yaar'?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " Yes, my Indian friends use it all the time.&lt;br /&gt;Just last night, one of them said to me, 'Randy, give Me yaar password. I am needing it to fix yaar Computer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor (laughs): " That's a different 'yaar,' yaar.&lt;br /&gt;The 'yaar' that I'm talking about means friend or Buddy. You can use it if you've developed a rapport With a customer. For example, you can say, 'Come on, Yaar. I am offering you the best deal.' Do you Understand, Jagadamba?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane: " Yaar, I do."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor (smiles): " Okay, let's talk about accents.&lt;br /&gt;If your client says 'I yam wery vorried about vat I Bought for my vife,' how would you respond?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randy: " Please don't be vorrying, yaar. She vill be Wery happy and vill give you a vild time tonight."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor: " Vunderful! I mean, wonderful. You have a Bright future, Ranjit. And so do you, Jagadamba. But Gaurav, you haven't said anything in a while. Do you Have any questions about what we've just learned ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary : " Yes, Professor, I do have one question:&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it be simpler to learn Hindi?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115623319331093111?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115623319331093111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115623319331093111' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115623319331093111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115623319331093111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/im-gonna-get-it-for-this-onepc-warning.html' title='i&apos;m gonna get it for this one.......pc warning and lol'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115615508712130012</id><published>2006-08-21T14:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T14:11:27.613+04:00</updated><title type='text'>that clears that up</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/lifeexplained.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/lifeexplained.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115615508712130012?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115615508712130012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115615508712130012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115615508712130012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115615508712130012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/that-clears-that-up.html' title='that clears that up'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115607738202085825</id><published>2006-08-20T16:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T16:36:32.393+04:00</updated><title type='text'>not enough pictures of matchstick men</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Att02064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Att02064.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Att02067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Att02067.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Att02062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Att02062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Att02061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Att02061.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115607738202085825?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115607738202085825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115607738202085825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115607738202085825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115607738202085825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/not-enough-pictures-of-matchstick-men.html' title='not enough pictures of matchstick men'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115590382920148627</id><published>2006-08-18T16:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T16:23:49.670+04:00</updated><title type='text'>it's life jim but not as we know it</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The early bird may get the worm, but the second mouse gets the cheese&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the ability to reach it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Don’t take life seriously; you’ll never get out alive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Caffeine: the universe revolves around it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;Death is hereditary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;The more you complain, the longer God makes you live&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;For every animal you don’t eat, I'm going to eat 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;If you find out the speed of dark, you know you’ve done well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="EN-GB"&gt;If only there was a reset button on life...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115590382920148627?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115590382920148627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115590382920148627' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115590382920148627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115590382920148627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-life-jim-but-not-as-we-know-it.html' title='it&apos;s life jim but not as we know it'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115579969307851980</id><published>2006-08-17T11:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T11:28:13.406+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Evidence? Oh don't worry about that old boy.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/08/17/i-was-innocent.html"&gt;A man has spoken of his ordeal after spending six months in a Dubai prison despite knowing he was innocent.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being found "Innocent" or "Guilty" in the Dubai Courts does not depend on PROOF OF EVIDENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is totally down to the presiding judge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He reads statements from both parties, hears any arguments from any "legal representation" and then makes up his mind WHO HE BELIEVES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evidence has little to do with these decisions in the court system in Dubai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115579969307851980?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115579969307851980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115579969307851980' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115579969307851980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115579969307851980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/evidence-oh-dont-worry-about-that-old.html' title='Evidence? Oh don&apos;t worry about that old boy.......'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115548600917509355</id><published>2006-08-13T20:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T16:50:34.516+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Advice, Wisdom and Experience</title><content type='html'>Never, under any circumstances, take a sleeping pill and a laxative on the same night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you had to identify, in one word, the reason why the human race has not achieved, and never will achieve, its full potential, that word would be "meetings."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who want to share their religious views with you almost never want you to share yours with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should not confuse your career with your life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody cares if you can't dance well. Just get up and dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never lick a steak knife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most destructive force in the universe is gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should never say anything to a woman that even remotely suggests that you think she's pregnant unless you can see an actual baby emerging from her at that moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one thing that unites all human beings, regardless of age, gender, religion, economic status or ethnic background, is that, deep down inside, we ALL believe that we are above-average drivers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends love you anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thought for the day: Never be afraid to try something new. Remember that a lone amateur built the Ark. A large group of professionals built the Titanic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(with thanks and credit to Dave Barry)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115548600917509355?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115548600917509355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115548600917509355' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115548600917509355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115548600917509355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/advice-wisdom-and-experience.html' title='Advice, Wisdom and Experience'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115547575814492720</id><published>2006-08-13T17:23:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T17:29:18.436+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace.....Propaganda.....VIEW IT.</title><content type='html'>Peace, Propaganda and the Promised Land:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Media &amp; the Israel-Palestine Conflict"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6604775898578139565&amp;amp;q=Peace%252C+Propaganda+%2526+the+Promised+Land"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-6604775898578139565&amp;amp;q=Peace%252C+Propaganda+%2526+the+Promised+Land"&gt;View It Here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115547575814492720?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115547575814492720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115547575814492720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115547575814492720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115547575814492720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/peacepropagandaview-it.html' title='Peace.....Propaganda.....VIEW IT.'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115530561642220183</id><published>2006-08-11T18:12:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T18:13:36.656+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The difference between the middle east and the west</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; A business man returns from the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;After a few days he notices stange growth on his penis.&lt;br /&gt;He sees several doctors. They all say: “You've been screwing around in the Middle East, very common there, no cure. We'll have to cut it off.”&lt;br /&gt;The man panics, but figures if it is common in the Middle East they must know how to cure it.&lt;br /&gt;So he goes back and sees a doctor in out in the Middle East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor examines him and says, "You've been fooling around in my country. This is a very common problem here. Did you see any other doctors?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man replies, “Yes a few in the USA.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor says, "I bet they told you it had to be cut off."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man answers, "Yes!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The doctor smiles, nods, "That is not correct. It will fall off by itself."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115530561642220183?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115530561642220183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115530561642220183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115530561642220183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115530561642220183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/difference-between-middle-east-and_11.html' title='The difference between the middle east and the west'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115521762132103718</id><published>2006-08-10T17:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-10T17:47:01.610+04:00</updated><title type='text'>So that explains it.........</title><content type='html'>&lt;pre style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cultural Differences Explained&lt;/pre&gt;Aussies: Dislike being mistaken for Pommies (Brits) when abroad.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Are rather indignant about being mistaken for Americans when abroad.&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Encourage being mistaken for Canadians when abroad.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Can't possibly be mistaken for anyone else when abroad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Believe you should look out for your mates.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Believe that you should look out for those people who belong to your club.&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Believe that people should look out for &amp; take care of themselves.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Believe that that's the government's job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Are extremely patriotic to their beer.&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Are flag-waving, anthem-singing, and obsessively patriotic to the point of blindness.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Can't agree on the words to their anthem, when they can be bothered to sing them.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Do not sing at all but prefer a large brass band to perform the anthem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Spend most of their lives glued to the idiot box.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Don't, but only because they can't get more American channels.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Pay a tax just so they can watch four channels.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Export all their crappy programs, which no-one there watches, to Britain, where everybody loves them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Will jabber on incessantly about football, baseball, and basketball.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Will jabber on incessantly about cricket, soccer, and rugby.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Will jabber on incessantly about hockey, hockey, hockey, hockey, and how they beat the Americans twice, playing baseball.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Will jabber on incessantly about how they beat the Poms in every sport they play them in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Spell words differently, but still call it "English".&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Pronounce their words differently, but still call it "English".&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Spell like the Brits, pronounce like Americans.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Add "G'day", "mate" and a heavy accent to everything they say in an attempt to get laid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Shop at home and have goods imported because they live on an island.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Shop at home and have goods imported because they live on an island.&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Cross the southern border for cheap shopping, gas, &amp;amp; liquor in a backwards country.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Cross the southern border for cheap shopping, gas, &amp; liquor in a backwards country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Drink weak, pissy-tasting beer.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Drink strong, pissy-tasting beer.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Drink warm, beery-tasting piss.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Drink anything with alcohol in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Americans: Seem to think that poverty &amp;amp; failure are morally suspect.&lt;br /&gt;Canadians: Seem to believe that wealth and success are morally suspect.&lt;br /&gt;Brits: Seem to believe that wealth, poverty, success and failure are inherited things.&lt;br /&gt;Aussies: Seem to think that none of this matters after several beers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115521762132103718?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115521762132103718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115521762132103718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115521762132103718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115521762132103718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/so-that-explains-it.html' title='So that explains it.........'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115512810996578120</id><published>2006-08-09T16:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T16:55:20.196+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Proof Positive That Jesus Was...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Jewish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - He went into his father's business&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He lived at home until the age of 33&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - He was sure his mother was a virgin, and his mother sure he was God&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Irish&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - He never got married&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He never held a steady job&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - His last request was a drink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Italian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - He talked with his hands&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He had wine with every meal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - He worked in the building trades&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - He called everybody brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He held no permanent address&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - Nobody would hire him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Californian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - He never cut his hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He walked around barefoot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - He invented a new religion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Three Proofs That Jesus Was Puerto Rican&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - His first name was Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - He was always in trouble with the law&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 - His mother did not know who his father was&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Over to you people....I just know what's coming.............&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115512810996578120?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115512810996578120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115512810996578120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115512810996578120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115512810996578120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/proof-positive-that-jesus-was.html' title='Proof Positive That Jesus Was...'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115495313703800986</id><published>2006-08-07T16:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T18:57:36.420+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Guilty Favourite Songs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://news.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30100-1229521,00.html"&gt;Hits by the likes of Status Quo and S Club 7 are among the Top 50 tracks people are too embarrassed to admit they own.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or so says a recent survey by &lt;a href="http://www.q4music.com/nav?page=q4music"&gt;"Q"&lt;/a&gt; magazine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will admit to owning 12 of the tracks listed below! How about you.....?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Top 20 Guilty Pleasures&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 Livin' Thing - ELO&lt;br /&gt;2 More Than A Feeling - Boston&lt;br /&gt;3 Don't Stop Movin' - S Club 7&lt;br /&gt;4 I'm Not In Love - 10CC&lt;br /&gt;5 Rock'n'Roll Part 2 - Gary Glitter&lt;br /&gt;6 Cold As Ice - Foreigner&lt;br /&gt;7 Rebel Yell - Billy Idol&lt;br /&gt;8 Whatever You Want - Status Quo&lt;br /&gt;9 Baker Street - Gerry Rafferty&lt;br /&gt;10 I Will Survive - Gloria Gaynor&lt;br /&gt;11 Since You've Been Gone - Rainbow&lt;br /&gt;12 Centrefold - J Geils Band&lt;br /&gt;13 Summer of '69 - Bryan Adams&lt;br /&gt;14 Never Ever - All Saints&lt;br /&gt;15 Mr Boombastic - Shaggy&lt;br /&gt;16 Owner Of A Lonely Heart - Yes&lt;br /&gt;17 Manic Monday - Bangles&lt;br /&gt;18 Don't You (Forget About Me) - Simple Minds&lt;br /&gt;19 Time After Time - Cyndi Lauper&lt;br /&gt;20 Rock On - David Essex&lt;/p&gt;In my defence I did blog about &lt;a href="http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006_04_01_dangerdxb_archive.html"&gt;my top five LP's  here&lt;/a&gt; where  you can also view  &lt;a href="http://porktornado.diaryland.com/albumcover.html"&gt;10 worst album covers of all time&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115495313703800986?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115495313703800986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115495313703800986' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115495313703800986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115495313703800986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/our-guilty-favourite-songs.html' title='Our Guilty Favourite Songs'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115484950516895713</id><published>2006-08-06T11:30:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-06T11:31:52.860+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mind The Gap..............</title><content type='html'>Here is a list of 'actual' announcements that London Tube train drivers have made to their passengers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) "Ladies and Gentlemen, I do apologize for the delay to your service.&lt;br /&gt;I know you're all dying to get home, unless, of course, you happen to be married to my ex-wife, in which case you'll want to cross over to the Westbound and go in the opposite direction."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) "Your delay this evening is caused by the line controller suffering from E &amp; B syndrome: not knowing his elbow from his backside. I'll let you know any further information as soon as I'm given any."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) "Do you want the good news first or the bad news?&lt;br /&gt;The good news is that last Friday was my birthday and I hit the town and had a great time. The&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bad news is that there is a points failure somewhere between Stratford and East Ham, which means we probably won't reach our destination."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) "Ladies and gentlemen, we apologize for the delay, but there is a security alert at Victoria station and we are therefore stuck here for the foreseeable future, so let's take our minds off it and pass some time together. All together now.... 'Ten green bottles, hanging on a wall.....'."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) "We are now travelling through Baker Street... As you can see, Baker Street is closed. It would have been nice if they had actually told me, so I could tell you earlier, but no, they don't think about things like that".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) "Beggars are operating on this train. Please do NOT encourage these professional beggars. If you have any spare change, please give it to a registered charity. Failing that, give it to me."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) During an extremely hot rush hour on the Central Line, the driver announced in a West Indian drawl: "Step right this way for the sauna, ladies and gentleman... unfortunately, towels are not provided."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) "Let the passengers off the train FIRST!" (Pause .) "Oh go on then, stuff yourselves in like sardines, see if I care -&lt;br /&gt;I'm going home...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) "Please allow the doors to close. Try not to confuse this with 'Please hold the doors open.' The two are distinct and separate instructions."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) "Please note that the beeping noise coming from the doors means that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doors are about to close. It does not mean throw yourself or your bags into the doors."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) "We can't move off because some idiot has their hand stuck in the door."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) "To the gentleman wearing the long grey coat trying to get on the second carriage - what part of 'stand clear of the doors' don't you understand?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) "Please move all baggage away from the doors."&lt;br /&gt;(Pause..) "Please move ALL belongings away from the doors." (Pause...) "This is a personal message to the man in the brown suit wearing glasses at the rear of the train:&lt;br /&gt;Put the pie down, Four-eyes, and move your bl**dy golf clubs away from the door before I come down there and shove them up your a**e sideways!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) "May I remind all passengers that there is strictly no smoking allowed on any part of the Underground. However, if you are smoking a joint, it's only fair that you pass it round the rest of the carriage."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115484950516895713?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115484950516895713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115484950516895713' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115484950516895713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115484950516895713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/mind-gap.html' title='Mind The Gap..............'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115477256015485007</id><published>2006-08-05T14:07:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T14:09:21.600+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Only in old Blighty</title><content type='html'>The following are extracts from daily British Newspapers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Commenting on a complaint from a Mr. Arthur Purdey about a large gas bill, a spokesman for North West Gas said, "We agree it was rather high for the time of year. It's possible Mr. Purdey has been charged for the gas used up during the explosion that destroyed his house." (The Daily Telegraph)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Police reveal that a woman arrested for shoplifting had a whole salami in her underwear. When asked why, she said it was because she was missing her Italian boyfriend. (The Manchester Evening News)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Irish police are being handicapped in a search for a stolen van, because they cannot issue a description. It's a Special Branch vehicle and they don't want the public to know what it looks like.&lt;br /&gt;(The Guardian)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A young girl who was blown out to sea on a set of inflatable teeth was rescued by a man on an inflatable lobster. A coast guard spokesman commented, "This sort of thing is all too common".&lt;br /&gt;(The Times)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) At the height of the gale, the harbourmaster radioed a coastguard and&lt;br /&gt;asked him to estimate the wind speed. He replied he was sorry, but he didn't have a gauge. However, if it was any help, the wind had just blown his Land Rover off the cliff. (Aberdeen Evening Express)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Mrs. Irene Graham of Thorpe Avenue, Boscombe, delighted the audience with her reminiscence of the German prisoner of war who was sent each week to do her garden. He was repatriated at the end of 1945, she recalled.&lt;br /&gt;"He'd always seemed a nice friendly chap, but when the crocuses came up in the middle of our lawn in February 1946, they spelt out 'Heil Hitler.'"&lt;br /&gt;(Bournemouth Evening Echo)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115477256015485007?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115477256015485007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115477256015485007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115477256015485007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115477256015485007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/only-in-old-blighty.html' title='Only in old Blighty'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115458938219232825</id><published>2006-08-03T11:11:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T11:16:22.406+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ethics Test</title><content type='html'>This test only has one question, but it's a very&lt;br /&gt;important one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By giving an honest answer, you will discover where you&lt;br /&gt;stand morally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The test features an unlikely, completely fictional&lt;br /&gt;situation in which you will have to make a decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember that your answer needs to be honest, yet&lt;br /&gt;spontaneous. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please scroll down slowly and give due consideration&lt;br /&gt;to each line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are in Florida, Miami to be specific. There is&lt;br /&gt;chaos all around you caused by a hurricane with&lt;br /&gt;severe flooding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a flood of biblical proportions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a photojournalist working for a major&lt;br /&gt;newspaper, and you're caught in the middle of&lt;br /&gt;this epic disaster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The situation is nearly hopeless. You're trying to&lt;br /&gt;shoot career-making photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are houses and people swirling around you,&lt;br /&gt;some disappearing under the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nature is unleashing all of its destructive fury.&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly you see a man floundering in the water. He&lt;br /&gt;is fighting for his life, trying not to be taken down with the&lt;br /&gt;debris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You move closer, somehow the man looks familiar. You&lt;br /&gt;suddenly realize who it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Cristiano Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the same time you notice that the raging waters&lt;br /&gt;are about to pull him under.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have two options--you can save the life of&lt;br /&gt;Cristiano Ronaldo or you can shoot a dramatic&lt;br /&gt;Pulitzer Prize winning photo, documenting the&lt;br /&gt;death of one of the football world's most exiting player's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the question, and please give an honest&lt;br /&gt;answer :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would you select high contrast colour film,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;or would you go with&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic simplicity of black and white?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115458938219232825?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115458938219232825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115458938219232825' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115458938219232825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115458938219232825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/ethics-test.html' title='Ethics Test'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115451960801006252</id><published>2006-08-02T15:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T15:53:36.683+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stella Awards</title><content type='html'>It's time once again to consider the candidates for the annual Stella Awards. The Stella's are named after 81-year-old Stella Liebeck who spilled coffee on herself and successfully sued McDonalds. That case inspired the Stella Awards for the most frivolous successful lawsuits in the United States.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are this year's candidates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Kara Walton of Claymont, Delaware, successfully sued the owner of a nightclub in a neighboring city when she fell from the bathroom window to the floor and knocked out her two front teeth. This occurred while Ms. Walton was trying to sneak through the window in the ladies room to avoid paying the $3.50 cover charge. She was awarded $12,000 and dental expenses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Jerry Williams of Little Rock, Arkansas, was awarded $14,500 and medical expenses after being bitten on the buttocks by his next-door neighbor's beagle. The beagle was on a chain in its owner's fenced yard. The award was less than sought because the jury felt the dog might have been just a little provoked at the time by Mr. Williams who was shooting it repeatedly with a pellet gun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A 19-year-old Carl Truman of Los Angeles won $74,000 and medical expenses when his neighbor ran over his hand with a Honda Accord. Mr. Truman apparently didn't notice there was someone at the wheel of the car when he was trying to steal his neighbor's hub caps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A. Philadelphia restaurant was ordered to pay Amber Carson of Lancaster, Pennsylvania, $113,500 a! after she slipped on a soft drink spill and broke her coccyx (tailbone). The beverage was on the floor because Ms. Carson had thrown it at her boyfriend 30 seconds earlier during an argument.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Terrence Dickson of Bristol, Pennsylvania, was leaving a house he had just finished robbing by way of the garage. He was not able to get the garage door to go up since the automatic door opener was malfunctioning. He couldn't reenter the house because the door connecting the house and garage locked when he pulled it shut. The family was on vacation, and Mr. Dickson found himself locked in the garage for eight days. He subsisted on a case of Pepsi he found and a large bag of dry dog food. He sued the homeowner's insurance claiming the situation caused him undue mental anguish. The jury agreed to the tune of $500,000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A jury of her peers awarded Kathleen Robertson of Austin, Texas, $780,000 after breaking her ankle by tripping over a toddler who was running inside a furniture store. The owners of the store were understandably surprised at the verdict, considering the misbehaving little toddler was Ms. Robertson's son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. This year's favorite could easily be Mr. Merv Grazinski of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma. Mr. Grazinski purchased a brand new 32-foot Winnebago motor home. On his first trip home, having driven onto the freeway, he set the cruise control at 70 mph and calmly left the drivers seat to go into the back and make himself a cup of coffee. Not surprisingly, the R.V. left the freeway, crashed and overturned. Mr. Grazinski sued Winnebago for not advising him in the owner's manual that he couldn't actually do this. The jury awarded him $1,750,000 plus a new motor home. The company actually changed their manuals on the basis of this suit, just in case there were any other complete morons buying their recreation vehicles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to &lt;a href="http://www.ebaumsworld.com/"&gt;eBaum's World&lt;/a&gt; for the above.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115451960801006252?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115451960801006252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115451960801006252' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115451960801006252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115451960801006252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/08/stella-awards.html' title='Stella Awards'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115434953418418085</id><published>2006-07-31T16:31:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T16:38:54.406+04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Penis Prank</title><content type='html'>Ever received an e-mail like the one below? 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Irresponsible. Stupid. Typical Dubai Policing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/07/27/flashers-annoying-but-not-always-wrong.html"&gt;Flashers annoying, but not always wrong&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen to the “police” spokesman when referring to drivers that tailgate and bully other law abiding motorists………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“if they want to get a fine or cause a crash that is their problem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO! NO! NO! It’s YOUR problem Mr. Policeman………..I could not believe I was reading this….and we wonder why there is so much death and destruction on the roads of Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If such an irresponsible comment were made by a senior police officer in the UK he would be forced to resign but here in Dubai he will probably get a medal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing………..&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how the story would have been played out if the flashing driver was a Pakistani cab driver and the guy going at the legal limit refusing to move over was in a blacked out Land Cruiser…I wonder what the Policeman’s take on the situation would have been under these circumstances.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115401237574073853?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115401237574073853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115401237574073853' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115401237574073853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115401237574073853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/those-good-ol-boys-in-green.html' title='those good &apos;ol boys in green'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115390569326307648</id><published>2006-07-26T13:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T13:21:33.593+04:00</updated><title type='text'>rentapal</title><content type='html'>I love spread the word when I stumble across a great site, so here people, I present to you...........drum roll please........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rentapal.com/"&gt;"RENTAPAL.COM"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The introduction reads:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"It's a big, lonely world out there.  We've all had times when we needed a friend, but none were around.  Well, I'm here to change that.  Now, no matter where you are or what type of friendship you need, you have a friend waiting to help - Rentapal."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go on; you know it makes sense........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It continues:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Do you need...&lt;br /&gt; - some good advice?&lt;br /&gt; - a shoulder to cry on?&lt;br /&gt; - career guidance?&lt;br /&gt; - help with your love life?&lt;br /&gt; - an activity partner?&lt;br /&gt; - some conversation?&lt;br /&gt; - a dinner companion?&lt;br /&gt; - a party escort?&lt;br /&gt; - someone to talk to?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rentapal.com/"&gt;Check it out here!&lt;/a&gt; you know you need to.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115390569326307648?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115390569326307648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115390569326307648' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115390569326307648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115390569326307648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/rentapal.html' title='rentapal'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115381072671087890</id><published>2006-07-25T10:50:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T10:58:46.970+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jockey Headbutts Horse</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/1430527.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/1430527.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sky.com/skynews/article/0,,30000-13534453,00.html"&gt;A jump jockey has apologised after being caught on camera headbutting a horse.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O'Neill said he had "never done anything like this before".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The incident was reminiscent of Zinedine Zidane's headbutt on the Italian defender Marco Materazzi in the World Cup final earlier this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The horse has now been suspended for 2 races as O'Neill confirmed that it had insulted the Irish-born jockey's sister and mother.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115381072671087890?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115381072671087890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115381072671087890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115381072671087890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115381072671087890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/jockey-headbutts-horse.html' title='Jockey Headbutts Horse'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115374238022984156</id><published>2006-07-24T15:55:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T15:59:40.496+04:00</updated><title type='text'>tequila and salt</title><content type='html'>You may have seen this before, but it's worth&lt;br /&gt;reading and remembering................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This should probably be taped to your&lt;br /&gt;bathroom mirror where one could read&lt;br /&gt;it every day. You may not realize it, but&lt;br /&gt;it's 100% true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. There are at least two people in this&lt;br /&gt;world that you would die for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. At least 15 people in this world love&lt;br /&gt;you in some way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. The only reason anyone would ever&lt;br /&gt;hate you is because they want to be&lt;br /&gt;just like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A smile from you can bring happiness&lt;br /&gt;to anyone, even if they don't like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Every night, SOMEONE thinks about&lt;br /&gt;you before they go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. You mean the world to someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. You are special and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Someone that you don't even know&lt;br /&gt;exists loves you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. When you make the biggest mistake&lt;br /&gt;ever, something good comes from it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. When you think the world has turned&lt;br /&gt;its back on you take another look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Always remember the compliments&lt;br /&gt;you received. Forget about the&lt;br /&gt;rude remarks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So............If you are a loving friend, send&lt;br /&gt;this to everyone, including the one that&lt;br /&gt;sent it to you. If you get it back, then they&lt;br /&gt;really do love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And always remember....when life hands&lt;br /&gt;you lemons, ask for tequila and salt&lt;br /&gt;and call me over!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115374238022984156?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115374238022984156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115374238022984156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115374238022984156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115374238022984156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/tequila-and-salt.html' title='tequila and salt'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115339412194505906</id><published>2006-07-20T15:10:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T15:15:23.403+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine There's No Heaven</title><content type='html'>Pupils at a church primary school in the UK have been banned from singing John Lennon's Imagine - because the prat of a headteacher says it is "anti-religious".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song was pencilled in for an end-of-term concert at St Leonard's CofE school in Exeter, Devon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But according to The Sun, they sang The Building Song instead because head Geoff (prat) Williams thought it more suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lennon's famous hymn to peace imagines a world with "no religion" - and that would be a bad thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report goes on to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parent Deborah Dorman said: "It is a great song and it seems over-sensitive to remove it. It think the words are fantastic."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Williams countered: "As a church school, we decided it was not appropriate to sing it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School Governer Rev David Harris added: "The song expresses longing for a different world and for eternal happines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"But it says you can have this without religion."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terry Sanderson of the National Secular Society said: "The song is quite innocent. It's incredible churches are happy to censor it."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The song expresses longing for a different world and for eternal happines.&lt;br /&gt;"But it says you can have this without religion."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well eh yes; that's the fucking point - of course you can.......and all the better the world would be for it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115339412194505906?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115339412194505906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115339412194505906' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115339412194505906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115339412194505906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/imagine-theres-no-heaven.html' title='Imagine There&apos;s No Heaven'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115329651822574373</id><published>2006-07-19T12:01:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T12:08:38.816+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gay or Eurotrash!</title><content type='html'>This has been on the web for years now but is as funny today as it ever was!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play the game and check out the commentary, is a classic of our times people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blairmag.com/blair3/gaydar/euro.html"&gt;Play Gay or Eurotrash?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115329651822574373?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115329651822574373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115329651822574373' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115329651822574373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115329651822574373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/gay-or-eurotrash.html' title='Gay or Eurotrash!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115321386242035979</id><published>2006-07-18T12:52:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T13:12:28.033+04:00</updated><title type='text'>drug sentence</title><content type='html'>Confirmation, if one was needed, that Dubai has one set of laws for the rich and one for the not so rich, can be found in the following story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/07/17/american-handed-four-year-drug-sentence.html"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American handed four-year drug sentence.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not with any surprise that this gentleman was sentenced in such a fashion; after all it follows the law of the land and ignorance of the law, as anywhere in the world, is no defense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fact that this guy appeared in court the very same day as a certain Mr. Dallas Austin, and was charged with the very same crime at the very same airport is also of no significance what so ever, as there is no law of precedence in the UAE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What this story does highlight however is that if you have money and the influence it brings, you can be above the law in Dubai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This people is FACT and those that have lived and worked in Dubai for at least a few years will know this to be true and will not have been surprised at the Dallas Austin pardon or the verdict handed down to "LK". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both were American, there are no race issues here, just the greatest divide of all and a divide that the great and good of Dubai worship daily. Cold hard cash.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be fooled again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115321386242035979?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115321386242035979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115321386242035979' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115321386242035979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115321386242035979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/drug-sentence.html' title='drug sentence'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115312251167065542</id><published>2006-07-17T11:40:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T11:48:31.986+04:00</updated><title type='text'>What Is Cynicism?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Come in, good visitor, and shut the door behind you.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus is your welcome to  "Cynic's Sanctuary" ..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what worldly evils and petty vexations  may have driven you there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of evils and vexations would drive an otherwise healthy human being to seek solace among cynics? How about these, for starters:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Overwork&lt;br /&gt;          Unemployment&lt;br /&gt;          "We'll keep your resume on file"&lt;br /&gt;          People whose cell phones ring at movies and funerals&lt;br /&gt;          Being ridiculed by your inferiors&lt;br /&gt;          Wondering if you're inferior to your inferiors&lt;br /&gt;          Going bald, especially if you're a woman&lt;br /&gt;          Getting stuck in a bad career&lt;br /&gt;          Realizing that a bad career makes a bad life&lt;br /&gt;          The demise of Western civilization&lt;br /&gt;          The triumph of degeneracy, barbarism, evil, and MBAs&lt;br /&gt;          Cheesy books that stay on the bestseller list for 187 weeks&lt;br /&gt;          Chronic disappointment&lt;br /&gt;          Eating bean sprouts and dying young anyway&lt;br /&gt;          Eternal damnation as your final reward&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, know here I am going with this....? Check it out, &lt;a href="http://www.i-cynic.com/whatis.asp"&gt;The Cynics Sanctuary&lt;/a&gt;. You know it makes sense.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115312251167065542?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115312251167065542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115312251167065542' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115312251167065542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115312251167065542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/what-is-cynicism.html' title='What Is Cynicism?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115305762384254098</id><published>2006-07-16T17:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T17:47:03.923+04:00</updated><title type='text'>it got me thinking</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan on Time Travel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Carl Sagan, the astronomer, Pulitzer Prize-winning author, and legendary popularizer of science, gave this interview during the making of "Time Travel." True to form, he discusses arcane aspects of the field—from how you define time to what it might look like inside a wormhole—with flair and a refreshing dash of humor. Sagan was David Duncan Professor of Astronomy and Space Sciences and director of the Laboratory for Planetary Studies at Cornell University when he died in 1996.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;hr width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial,Helvetica,Geneva;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 01 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Let's start with the crux of the matter. What for you is time?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; Ever since St. Augustine, people have wrestled with this, and there are all sorts of things it isn't. It isn't a flow of something, because what does it flow past? We use time to measure flow. How could we use time to measure time? We are stuck in it, each of us time travels into the future, one year, every year. None of us to any significant precision does otherwise. If we could travel close to the speed of light, then we could travel further into the future in a given amount of time. It is one of those concepts that is profoundly resistant to a simple definition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 02 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Do you think that backwards time travel will ever be possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="right" border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="189"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td width="10"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt; &lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; Such questions are purely a matter of evidence, and if the evidence is inconsistent or insufficient, then we withhold judgment until there is better evidence. Right now we're in one of those classic, wonderfully evocative moments in science when we don't know, when there are those on both sides of the debate, and when what is at stake is very mystifying and very profound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we could travel into the past, it's mind-boggling what would be possible. For one thing, history would become an experimental science, which it certainly isn't today. The possible insights into our own past and nature and origins would be dazzling. For another, we would be facing the deep paradoxes of interfering with the scheme of causality that has led to our own time and ourselves. I have no idea whether it's possible, but it's certainly worth exploring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 03 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Would you like it to be possible?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; I have mixed feelings. The explorer and experimentalist in me would very much like it to be possible. But the idea that going into the past could wipe me out so that I would have never lived is somewhat disquieting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 04 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; On that note, can you describe the "grandfather paradox?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; The grandfather paradox is a very simple, science-fiction-based apparent inconsistency at the very heart of the idea of time travel into the past. It's very simply that you travel into the past and murder your own grandfather before he sires your mother or your father, and where does that then leave you? Do you instantly pop out of existence because you were never made? Or are you in a new causality scheme in which, since you are there you are there, and the events in the future leading to your adult life are now very different? The heart of the paradox is the apparent existence of you, the murderer of your own grandfather, when the very act of you murdering your own grandfather eliminates the possibility of you ever coming into existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Among the claimed solutions are that you can't murder your grandfather. You shoot him, but at the critical moment he bends over to tie his shoelace, or the gun jams, or somehow nature contrives to prevent the act that interrupts the causality scheme leading to your own existence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 05 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Do you find it easy to believe the world might work that way—that is, self-consistently—or do you think it's more likely that that there are parallel universes?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; It's still somewhat of a heretical ideal to suggest that every interference with an event in the past leads to a fork, a branch in causality. You have two equally valid universes: one, the one that we all know and love, and the other, which is brought about by the act of time travel. I know the idea of the universe having to work out a self-consistent causality is appealing to a great many physicists, but I don't find the argument for it so compelling. I think inconsistencies might very well be consistent with the universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 06 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; As a physicist, what do you make of Stephen Hawking's chronological protection conjecture [which holds that the laws of physics disallow time machines]?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; There have been some toy experiments in which, at just the moment that the time machine is actuated, the universe conspires to blow it up, which has led Hawking and others to conclude that nature will contrive it so that time travel never in fact occurs. But no one actually knows that this is the case, and it cannot be known until we have a full theory of quantum gravity, which we do not seem to be on the verge of yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Hawking's arguments in the conjecture is that we are not awash in thousands of time travelers from the future, and therefore time travel is impossible. This argument I find very dubious, and it reminds me very much of the argument that there cannot be intelligences elsewhere in space, because otherwise the Earth would be awash in aliens. I can think half a dozen ways in which we could not be awash in time travelers, and still time travel is possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 07 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Such as?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; First of all, it might be that you can build a time machine to go into the future, but not into the past, and we don't know about it because we haven't yet invented that time machine. Secondly, it might be that time travel into the past is possible, but they haven't gotten to our time yet, they're very far in the future and the further back in time you go, the more expensive it is. Thirdly, maybe backward time travel is possible, but only up to the moment that time travel is invented. We haven't invented it yet, so they can't come to us. They can come to as far back as whatever it would be, say A.D. 2300, but not further back in time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the possibility that they're here alright, but we don't see them. They have perfect invisibility cloaks or something. If they have such highly developed technology, then why not? Then there's the possibility that they're here and we do see them, but we call them something else—UFOs or ghosts or hobgoblins or fairies or something like that. Finally, there's the possibility that time travel is perfectly possible, but it requires a great advance in our technology, and human civilization will destroy itself before time travelers invent it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure there are other possibilities as well, but if you just think of that range of possibilities, I don't think the fact that we're not obviously being visited by time travelers shows that time travel is impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 08 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; How is the speed of light connected to time travel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; A profound consequence of Einstein's special theory of relativity is that no material object can travel as fast as light. It is forbidden. There is a commandment: Thou shalt not travel at the speed of light, and there's nothing we can do to travel that fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The reason this is connected with time travel is because another consequence of special relativity is that time, as measured by the speeding space traveler, slows down compared to time as measured by a friend left home on Earth. This is sometimes described as the "twin paradox": two identical twins, one of whom goes off on a voyage close to the speed of light, and the other one stays home. When the space-traveling twin returns home, he or she has aged only a little, while the twin who has remained at home has aged at the regular pace. So we have two identical twins who may be decades apart in age. Or maybe the traveling twin returns in the far future, if you go close enough to the speed of light, and everybody he knows, everybody he ever heard of has died, and it's a very different civilization.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an intriguing idea, and it underscores the fact that time travel into the indefinite future is consistent with the laws of nature. It's only travel backwards in time that is the source of the debate and the tingling sensations that physicists and science-fiction readers delight in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 09 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; In your novel &lt;i&gt;Contact&lt;/i&gt;, your main character Eleanor Arroway travels through a wormhole. Can you describe a wormhole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; Let's imagine that we live in a two-dimensional space. We wish to go from spot A to spot B. But A and B are so far apart that at the speed of light it would take much longer than a generational time or two to get there as measured back on world A. Instead, you have a kind of tunnel that goes through an otherwise inaccessible third dimension and connects A and B. You can go much faster through the tunnel, and so you get from A to B without covering the intervening space, which is somewhat mind-boggling but consistent with the laws of nature. And [the theoretical physicist] Kip Thorne found that if we imagine an indefinitely advanced technical civilization, such a wormhole is consistent with the laws of physics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's very different from saying that we ourselves could construct such a wormhole. One of the basic ideas of how to do it is that there are fantastically minute wormholes that are forming and decaying all the time at the quantum level, and the idea is to grab one of those and keep it permanently open. Our high-energy particle accelerators don't have enough energy to even detect the phenomenon at that scale, much less do anything like holding a wormhole open. But it did seem in principle possible, so I reconfigured the book so that Eleanor Arroway successfully makes it through the center of the galaxy via a wormhole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 10 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; What do you think it would be like to travel through a wormhole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; Nobody really knows, but what Thorne has taught me is that say, for example, you were going through a wormhole from point A to point B. Suppose point B was in orbit around some bright star. The moment you were in the wormhole, near your point of origin A, you would see that star. And it would be very bright; it wouldn't be a tiny point in the distance. On the other hand, if you look sideways, you would not see out of the wormhole, you would be in that fourth physical dimension. What the walls of the wormhole would be is deeply mysterious. And the possibility was also raised that if you looked backwards in the wormhole you would see the very place on world A that you had left. And that would be true even as you emerged out of the wormhole near the star B. You would see in space a kind of black sphere, in which would be an image of the place you had left on Earth, just floating in the blackness of space. Very Alice in Wonderland.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 11 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; Your inquiries about space travel for &lt;i&gt;Contact &lt;/i&gt;sparked a whole new direction in research on time travel. How does that make you feel?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; I find it marvellous, I mean literally marvellous, full of marvel, that this innocent inquiry in the context of writing a science-fiction novel has sparked a whole field of physics and dozens of scientific papers by some of the best physicists in the world. I'm so pleased to have played this catalytic role not just in fast spaceflight but in the idea of time travel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!-- sound 12 --&gt; &lt;b&gt;NOVA:&lt;/b&gt; How do you feel being responsible for bringing time travel perhaps a step closer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sagan:&lt;/b&gt; I don't know that I've brought time travel a step closer. If anyone has it's Kip Thorne. But maybe the joint effort of all those involved in this debate has at least increased the respectability of serious consideration of the possibility of time travel. As a youngster who was fascinated by the possibility of time travel in the science-fiction novels of H.G. Wells, Robert Heinlein, and others, to be in any way involved in the possible actualization of time travel—well, it just brings goose bumps. Of course we're not really at that stage; we don't know that time travel is even possible, and if it is, we certainly haven't developed the time machine. But it's a stunning fact that we have now reached a stage in our understanding of nature where this is even a bare possibility.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you have it then......anyway, if your interested try visiting &lt;a href="http://www.pbs.org/wgbh/nova/time/"&gt;Nova&lt;/a&gt; to find out more.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115305762384254098?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115305762384254098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115305762384254098' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115305762384254098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115305762384254098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/it-got-me-thinking.html' title='it got me thinking'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115289418309926288</id><published>2006-07-14T20:21:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T20:23:03.173+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Travel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/Count%20Me%20In.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/Count%20Me%20In.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115289418309926288?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115289418309926288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115289418309926288' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115289418309926288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115289418309926288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-travel.html' title='Time Travel'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115279029435477800</id><published>2006-07-13T15:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T15:31:34.776+04:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup diary from Theo Walcott</title><content type='html'>What I did on my summer holiday&lt;br /&gt;By Theo Walcott Esq&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to a place called Germany with my Uncle Sven and some other grown&lt;br /&gt;up's. It is a country in Europe where a bad man called Adolf used to&lt;br /&gt;live with his nazties, he does not live there anymore, Uncle Owen does&lt;br /&gt;live there, and the grown up's say I cant talk about the bad man as it&lt;br /&gt;will make Uncle Owen cry if I do. In Germany there are lots of castles&lt;br /&gt;and some mountains. We are staying in a place called Baden Baden that's&lt;br /&gt;a silly name, Uncle Frank has the same name as his dad, that's silly&lt;br /&gt;too, his mum must get their underpants mixed up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the aeroplane Uncle Sol sat next to me, he got me some toffee and&lt;br /&gt;wants to be my friend, he works at the place where I do my YTS, so does&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Freddy but him and Uncle Sol are not best friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Owen met us at the airport, he talks foreign, Uncle Wayne, Uncle&lt;br /&gt;Steven and Uncle David also talk funny, my mum says Uncle David talks&lt;br /&gt;like Orville, he is a duck, Uncle Sol say's uncle David wears dresses&lt;br /&gt;and knickers, and asked me if I had ever worn them. Uncle Sol got me&lt;br /&gt;some pop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Germany the grown ups are going to play football, my grandad says we&lt;br /&gt;beat them in the olden days before my mum was born. That is a long time&lt;br /&gt;ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the grown up's went to play football so I went shopping with&lt;br /&gt;Auntie Vicky and some other girls she bought me a big ice cream and got&lt;br /&gt;herself a little one but she said she was full before she had eaten any&lt;br /&gt;and threw it away. She bought lots of shoes and handbags and let me play&lt;br /&gt;with Brooklyn. She say's she used to be in a pop band and sang me one of&lt;br /&gt;her songs, I think she was telling fibs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told Uncle Sol about my day out with Vicky and he sulked, then he&lt;br /&gt;bought me an even bigger ice cream with lots of hundred's &amp; thousands on&lt;br /&gt;it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the other grown up's have a girlfriend except Uncle Sol so he plays&lt;br /&gt;with me while they go out. Uncle Sven says I must keep Uncle Sol happy,&lt;br /&gt;that's why I got taken on holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The grown up's went to play Football against somebody called Sweden,&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Sol was crying as Uncle Freddy played for them and would not talk&lt;br /&gt;to him. Uncle Sol bought me lots of toffee today and some crisps. Uncle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sven is from Sweden and I heard him on the phone to their boss last&lt;br /&gt;night. Uncle Michael hurt his knee and had to go home to his mum for a&lt;br /&gt;plaster. Uncle Peter is a giant, a proper giant like you see in books,&lt;br /&gt;he is rubbish at football though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Wayne had a sore toe at the start of our holiday but it got better&lt;br /&gt;so they let him play football. Uncle Sol got me a present but I do not&lt;br /&gt;like it. He says all Germans wear leather underpants and I should while&lt;br /&gt;we are here, they are too tight for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the grown up's started to call Uncle Wayne a potato head who stood&lt;br /&gt;on somebodys spuds. He got shouted at by the referee. They are all&lt;br /&gt;saying that we have to go home now. Uncle Sol was crying again and I had&lt;br /&gt;to sit on his knee to make him stop. He had his mobile phone in his&lt;br /&gt;pocket,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115279029435477800?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115279029435477800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115279029435477800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115279029435477800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115279029435477800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/world-cup-diary-from-theo-walcott.html' title='World Cup diary from Theo Walcott'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115270241228603215</id><published>2006-07-12T15:03:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T15:06:52.623+04:00</updated><title type='text'>pix time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115270241228603215?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115270241228603215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115270241228603215' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115270241228603215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115270241228603215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/pix-time.html' title='pix time'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115261090107706743</id><published>2006-07-11T13:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T13:41:41.310+04:00</updated><title type='text'>ban the blacked out cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/07/10/speeders-pulled-over.html"&gt;Speeders pulled over&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;“We were very keen on pulling people over and handing them tickets since that proved more effective as a deterrent because it gets the drivers’ attention right away,”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Police pulled over 1,257 drivers on highways last month in a bid to crack down on speeding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trouble is, how many blacked out 4x4's were pulled over?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My guess? out of 1,257.......ZERO, NIL, ZILCH....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115261090107706743?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115261090107706743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115261090107706743' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115261090107706743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115261090107706743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/ban-blacked-out-cars.html' title='ban the blacked out cars'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115243320870406756</id><published>2006-07-09T12:17:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-09T12:20:16.983+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Accidental Accident Reports</title><content type='html'>These quotes are actual statements from insurance forms where car drivers tried to summarize accident details in as few words as possible. Such instances of faulty writing serve to confirm that incompetency can be highly entertaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1. Coming home I drove into the wrong house and collided with a tree I don't have.&lt;br /&gt;   2. The other car collided with mine without giving warning of its intent.&lt;br /&gt;   3. I collided with a stationary truck coming the other way.&lt;br /&gt;   4. In my attempt to kill a fly, I drove into a telephone pole.&lt;br /&gt;   5. I had been shopping for plants all day and was on my way home. As I reached an   intersection, a hedge sprang up, obscuring my vision and I did not see the other car.&lt;br /&gt;   6. I had been driving for forty years when I fell asleep at the wheel and had an accident.&lt;br /&gt;   7. I was on my way to the doctor with rear end trouble when my universal joint gave way causing me to have an accident.&lt;br /&gt;   8. My car was legally parked as it backed into the other vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;   9. As I approached the intersection a sign suddenly appeared in a place where no sign had ever appeared before, making me unable to avoid the accident.&lt;br /&gt;  10. I told the police I was not injured, but upon removing my hair, I found that I had a fractured skull.&lt;br /&gt;  11. I was sure the old fellow would never make it to the other side of the road when I struck him.&lt;br /&gt;  12. I saw a slow-moving, sad-faced old gentleman as he bounced off the hood of my car.&lt;br /&gt;  13. The indirect cause of the accident was a little guy in a small car with a big mouth.&lt;br /&gt;  14. I was thrown from my car as it left the road, and was later found in a ditch by some stray cows.&lt;br /&gt;  15. A pedestrian hit me and went under my car.&lt;br /&gt;  16. I thought my window was down, but I found out it was up when I put my head through it.&lt;br /&gt;  17. To avoid hitting the bumper of the car in front, I struck the pedestrian.&lt;br /&gt;  18. The guy was all over the road. I had to swerve a number of times before I hit him.&lt;br /&gt;  19. The pedestrian had no idea which way to run, so I ran over him.&lt;br /&gt;  20. An invisible car came out of nowhere, struck my car and vanished.&lt;br /&gt;  21. A truck backed through my windshield into my wife's face.&lt;br /&gt;  22. I pulled away from the side of the road, glanced at my mother-in-law, and headed over the embankment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115243320870406756?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115243320870406756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115243320870406756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115243320870406756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115243320870406756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/accidental-accident-reports.html' title='Accidental Accident Reports'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115212469452431307</id><published>2006-07-05T22:37:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:38:15.333+04:00</updated><title type='text'>you can hear the judge saying it........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://archive.gulfnews.com/articles/06/07/05/10051630.html"&gt;NOT ANOTHER ONE, SAYS JUDGE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;"Not another one," exclaimed judge Mahmoud Al Sharshabi when he called on an American suspect, identified as L.P., in his mid 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The suspect is being tried for drug-related charges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dubai Public Prosecution charged L.P. with possessing and consuming cocaine. The defendant confessed to the charges. The Dubai Court of First Instance adjourned till next week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world waits for the verdict - don't hold your breath.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mean while, back to the world of dreams.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not know this but many non-living things have a gender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Ziploc Bags are Male, because they hold everything in, but you can&lt;br /&gt;see right through them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Copiers are Female, because once turned off; it takes a while to&lt;br /&gt;warm them up again. It's an effective reproductive device if the right&lt;br /&gt;buttons are pushed, but can wreak havoc if the wrong buttons are&lt;br /&gt;pushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) A Tire is Male, because it goes bald and it's often over-inflated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) A Hot Air Balloon is Male, because, to get it to go anywhere, you&lt;br /&gt;have to light a fire under it, and of course, there's the hot air&lt;br /&gt;part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Sponges are Female, because they're soft, squeezable and retain&lt;br /&gt;water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) A Web Page is Female, because it's always getting hit on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) A Subway is Male, because it uses the same old lines to pick people&lt;br /&gt;up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) An Hourglass is Female, because over time, the weight shifts to the&lt;br /&gt;bottom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) A Hammer is Male, because it hasn't changed much over the last&lt;br /&gt;5,000&lt;br /&gt;years, but it's handy to have around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) A Remote Control is Female. Ha! You thought it'd be male, didn't&lt;br /&gt;you? But consider this - it gives a man pleasure, he'd be lost without&lt;br /&gt;it, and while he doesn't always know the right buttons to push, he&lt;br /&gt;keeps&lt;br /&gt;trying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115212469452431307?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115212469452431307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115212469452431307' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115212469452431307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115212469452431307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/you-can-hear-judge-saying-it.html' title='you can hear the judge saying it........'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115203958927543676</id><published>2006-07-04T22:59:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T23:20:42.223+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Everybody must get stoned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.foxnews.com/story/0,2933,202036,00.html"&gt; Dubai ruler pardons Grammy-winning producer&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You take Sally and I'll take Sue&lt;br /&gt;Their ain't no difference between the two&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine, running all 'round my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headin' down Scott, turnin' up Main&lt;br /&gt;Looking for that girl that sells cocaine&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late last night about a quarter past four&lt;br /&gt;Ladanyi come knockin' down my hotel room door&lt;br /&gt;Where's the cocaine--&lt;br /&gt;It's runnin' all 'round my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking to my doctor down at the hospital&lt;br /&gt;He said, "Son, it says here you're twenty-seven,&lt;br /&gt;But that's impossible&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine-- you look like you could be forty-five"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm losing touch with reality and I'm almost out of blow&lt;br /&gt;It's such a fine line-- I hate to see it go&lt;br /&gt;Cocaine, runnin' all 'round my brain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(c) Jackson Brown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Published with thanks and respect to Jackson and the authorities in the UAE with appologies to "Doug", who is being held in a Dubai jail "pending trial" for a similar, if lesser  "offence"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115203958927543676?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115203958927543676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115203958927543676' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115203958927543676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115203958927543676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/everybody-must-get-stoned.html' title='Everybody must get stoned?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115192334884755726</id><published>2006-07-03T14:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T14:42:29.103+04:00</updated><title type='text'>bud bud bud bud make mine a bud</title><content type='html'>Came accross this gem today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.badmash.org/singhson.php"&gt;"THE SINGSONS"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quality from the entertaining people at &lt;a href="http://badmash.tv/blog/"&gt;BADMASH&lt;/a&gt;; check them out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More on our very own HOT TOPIC; I present:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Very Politically Incorrect Humour&lt;/span&gt;......Now you have been warned; if this type of things offends then go play somewhere else ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;A selection of politically incorrect one liners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's red and hangs from a tree ?&lt;br /&gt;A sanitary owl&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know why they call it the Wonder Bra?&lt;br /&gt;When you take it off you wonder where her tits went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whats the difference between acne and a Catholic Priest?&lt;br /&gt;Acne will usually not come on a kid's face until around 13 or 14 years of age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you call a lesbian with big fingers?&lt;br /&gt;Well hung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are women and condoms so similar?&lt;br /&gt;Because they're either on your dick or in your wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do Americans use as contraception?&lt;br /&gt;Their personalities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl and a boy were at the back of the cinema, kissing passionately. When they come up for air, the boy says, "I really love kissing you, but do you mind not passing me your chewing gum." The girl replies, "It's not chewing gum, I've got bronchitis."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you tell when you've passed an Elephant?&lt;br /&gt;You can't close the loo seat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What do you call a pissed Arab?&lt;br /&gt;A:Hammed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*There was another "Arab" joke here; but I am afraid to post it folks! which is very sad as I should not be afraid to post anything, BUT, I am living in the UAE and don't want to be stoned, well when I say stoned I mean......oh you know what I mean, back to the "jokes".........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the difference between an Essex girl and a computer ?&lt;br /&gt;You only have to punch information into a computer once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: Why do Sumo wrestlers shave their legs?&lt;br /&gt;A: So they don't get mistaken for feminists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you circumcise a whale?&lt;br /&gt;With four skin divers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's got two legs and bleeds?&lt;br /&gt;Half a dog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: What's brown and taps at the window&lt;br /&gt;A: A poo on stilts!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115192334884755726?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115192334884755726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115192334884755726' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115192334884755726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115192334884755726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/bud-bud-bud-bud-make-mine-bud.html' title='bud bud bud bud make mine a bud'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115178497709134430</id><published>2006-07-02T00:09:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:16:17.206+04:00</updated><title type='text'>racist? moi?</title><content type='html'>Now to prove we are free of racism, the following jokes do not include any racial minorities, jews, martians or other whiny multiculturalists. Underground is not responsible for anything in this post, none of it is original!&lt;br /&gt;These jokes should be considered clean and in good taste, we hope. If you are offended, grow up and take it like a man, or go watch Sesame Street....... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must use the appropriate accent for added effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Germans does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;Iff it was a Gerrrman light bulb it vouldd nott neeeed to be replassst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Frenchmen does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;Heeey bebe, if the lights are out, wee do not want dem them on anyway, eeeeh.(wink, wink)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Ukrainians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;51. One to hold, and fifty to turn the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Russians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;None, who can affford a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many gay white guys does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;5. One to screw it in, and four to say, "Ohhh fabulouth, ohhh thimply fabulouth."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Canadians does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;Are light bulbs a federal issue? Or provincial? We should set up a Royal Commission. Would it offend anyone if we take a position? Have there been any Human Rights Commission rulings on this issue? These are white light bulbs. Shouldn’t there be some blue ones and brown ones to show our support for our multicultural heritage? Have any rabbits been subject to testing from these light bulbs? We should talk to our lawyer first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many Americans does it take to screw in a light bulb?&lt;br /&gt;1. but the half time show is something else !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over to you people; I am sure you have some additions to list little list for us?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115178497709134430?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115178497709134430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115178497709134430' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115178497709134430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115178497709134430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/racist-moi.html' title='racist? moi?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115175701060233134</id><published>2006-07-01T16:27:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T16:30:10.826+04:00</updated><title type='text'>don't mention the war........</title><content type='html'>Rather than using the age-old technique of talking a bit louder, learn a bit of da lingo......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big up to &lt;a href="http://www.earwormslearning.com"&gt;earwormslearning.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Officer, would you mind taking your arm from around my neck as I am having some trouble catching my breath...&lt;br /&gt;Lass los, du idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can I have four large jugs of your strongest beer over here please, landlord. And a glass of white wine for the lovely lady...&lt;br /&gt;Vier Bier hier bitte, und eine Liebfrauenmilch für die liebe Frau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I said you had a beautiful body, would you hold it against me?&lt;br /&gt;Ficky, Ficky? (Remember the message is the main thing.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Mr DJ, is there any chance you could play something other than David Hasselhoff?&lt;br /&gt;Hey Herr DJ, ich hasse Hasselhoff. Spiel was andres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's not a Nazi salute...I was just stretching&lt;br /&gt;Das war kein Nazi-Gruß...Ich habe die Arme nur gestreckt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse me, can you help me with a quiz question: Who scored England's final goal in their 5-1 demolition of Germany in 2001?&lt;br /&gt;Entschuldigung, können Sie mir helfen bei einer Quiz - Frage: Wer hat das letzte Tor geschossen, als England 2001 Deutschland mit 5 :1 demolierte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a Euro - give your mum a ring and tell her you've pulled&lt;br /&gt;Hier ist ein Euro. Ruf Deine Mutter an und sag ihr, dass Du jemanden aufgerissen hast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you got anything that doesn't come with cabbage? It gives me awful wind and I'm hoping to meet a young lady later and get a little jiggy with it.&lt;br /&gt;Haben Sie irgendwas ohne Kohl? Davon kriege ich saumäßige Blähungen und ich möchte eine junge Dame treffen und wir wollen, Jiggy' damit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Useful words to know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Bra = Bustenhalter (literally is a bust holder, we just love this word).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Testicles = Eier (meaning eggs. As in 'someone has just kicked Paul in the eggs, poor fellow. That must smart').&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Blouse = Blau (meaning blue, but more importantly 'pissed' as in under the influence of excessive amounts of Alt. (See 4))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Old = Alt (but more importantly a tasty German brew with about 4.8% of alcohol. If everybody drinks enough of this stuff, communication between nationalities can get better. N.B: It can also get worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115175701060233134?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115175701060233134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115175701060233134' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115175701060233134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115175701060233134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/07/dont-mention-war.html' title='don&apos;t mention the war........'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115165958880681657</id><published>2006-06-30T13:26:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T13:26:28.940+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Situational Awareness</title><content type='html'>Scenario:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are driving in a car at a constant speed.&lt;br /&gt;On your left side is a valley and on your right side is a fire engine&lt;br /&gt;travelling at the same speed as you. &lt;br /&gt;In front of you is a galloping pig which is the same size&lt;br /&gt;as your car and you cannot overtake it. Behind you is a helicopter&lt;br /&gt;flying at ground level. &lt;br /&gt;Both the giant pig and the helicopter are also travelling at the same&lt;br /&gt;speed as you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What must you do to safely get out of this highly dangerous situation?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;answer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get off the children's "Merry-Go-Round", you're pissed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115165958880681657?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115165958880681657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115165958880681657' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115165958880681657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115165958880681657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/situational-awareness_30.html' title='Situational Awareness'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115156777691002637</id><published>2006-06-29T11:54:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T11:56:18.280+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Watch England Or Watch Your Pint</title><content type='html'>It's an age-old dilemma: to watch the England match with mates in a living room of your choice, or all bundle down to the local pub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Underground was persuaded to try out option B on Sunday, and found ten flaws:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) It is a universal law embraced by all landlords that while an England match will produce a vast surge in the number of customers, the number of personnel behind the bar must remain consistent with any other day, thus resulting in the longest and most impatient queue since the Bank of England announced it was handing out free money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) People still believe that throwing pints to greet England goals is 'wacky' behaviour, bound to create a good laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) The tallest man in the pub will, without fail, stand directly in front of the 'Big Screen'. He will also be deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Should you wrangle a position from which to see the television by standing adjacent to a slot-machine, another patron will announce mid-way through the match, or at half-time, that he wants to spend an alternative penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Whilst a shout of "Beckham, you c**t" within two seconds of the kick-off is reasonably amusing, it does lose its appeal after the eleventh airing within the opening ten minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Upon the first voiced criticism of a Chelski player, it will quickly become apparent where those British citizens subject to a banning order during the World Cup are watching the tournament.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Other than noticing the frequency with which goalkeeper Paul Robinson kicks the ball directly back to his counterpart, it's surprisingly difficult to follow the match in a packed pub. Interminable protection of your pint from stray elbows is a practical and essential distraction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) It is a second law of World Cup pubs that every licensed premises must host at least one member of the female species attempting to ingratiate herself with 'the lads' by loudly repeating a few comments that sound suspiciously similar to those published in that morning's newspapers. Whilst it may be possible to ignore her, it is impossible not to hear her. She's bound to be a minger too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Four pints later, an awakening of the loins prompts a few thoughts along the lines of 'actually, I would', even though you know you probably shouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) The leg-weariness caused by standing upright for two hours without a break isn't just an irritation - it's also a worrying indication that you are getting old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115156777691002637?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115156777691002637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115156777691002637' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115156777691002637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115156777691002637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/watch-england-or-watch-your-pint.html' title='Watch England Or Watch Your Pint'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115143509730609638</id><published>2006-06-27T22:58:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T23:04:57.773+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why did the chicken cross the road.......?</title><content type='html'>Howard Stern's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid to answer that because the FCC would fine me for it! Wait until I'm on satellite radio, then I'll tell you.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Jessica Simpson 's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Why would he be one a road, I thought chickens lived in the ocean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homer Simpson 's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;There was free beer on the other side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darwin's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;It was the logical next step after coming down from the trees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(former) Iraq Information Minister:&lt;br /&gt;There is no such chicken trying to cross the road, and there never has been any such chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moses's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;And God came down from the Heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Lennon's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Imagine all the chickens crossing roads in peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aristotle's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Karl Marx's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;It was a historical inevitability.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Saddam Hussein's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite justified in&lt;br /&gt;dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Captain Kirk's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;To boldly go where no chicken has gone before.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Fox Mulder's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;You saw it cross the road with your own eyes! How many more chickens have to cross before you believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scully's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;It was a simple bio-mechanical reflex that is commonly found in chickens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill Clinton's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What do you mean by chicken? Could you define chicken, please?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Bible's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;And God came down from the heavens, and He said unto the chicken, "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, and there was much rejoicing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Albert Einstein's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move beneath the&lt;br /&gt;chicken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigmund Freud's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Richard Nixon's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;The chicken did not cross the road. I repeat, the chicken did not cross the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buddha's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;If you ask this question, you deny your own chicken nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Locke's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Because he was exercising his natural right to liberty.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Oliver Stone's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;The question is not "Why did the chicken cross the road?" but is rather "Who was crossing the road at the same time whom we overlooked in our haste to observe the chicken crossing?"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The Pope's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;That is only for God to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;George Orwell's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;Because the government had fooled him into thinking that he was crossing the road of his own free will, when he was really only serving their interests.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Plato's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;For the greater good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O.J. Simpson's Answer:&lt;br /&gt;It didn't. I was playing golf with it at the time.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Colonel Sanders' Answer:&lt;br /&gt;I missed one?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115143509730609638?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115143509730609638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115143509730609638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115143509730609638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115143509730609638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-did-chicken-cross-road.html' title='Why did the chicken cross the road.......?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115113187590081142</id><published>2006-06-24T10:46:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T10:51:16.126+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Becoming Lebanese: A step-by-step guide.</title><content type='html'>Ladies and gentlemen, following this exclusive on-line guide is a&lt;br /&gt;sure-fire way to be mistaken for a Leb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Driving&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The driver's seat must be in an uncomfortable and impractical&lt;br /&gt;reclined position at all times. No more than one hand shall be on the wheel&lt;br /&gt;at any time. The other hand should be on the window frame.&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively it may be located on the gear-shift or your girlfriend's leg.&lt;br /&gt;Profuse use of horn is encouraged. Religious symbols are to be attached to&lt;br /&gt;dashboard at will. Shiny rims and tinted windows, accompanied by&lt;br /&gt;thinly veiled threats to fellow motorists on your back window are&lt;br /&gt;commonplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clothes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shirts are never to be tucked in. A minimum of three buttons must&lt;br /&gt;be undone to reveal chest hair and optional gold medallion. Brand&lt;br /&gt;names, preferably not fake, are to be exposed on every visible area of&lt;br /&gt;clothing.&lt;br /&gt;Jeans and shiny loafers are required to complete the look, along&lt;br /&gt;with a generous helping of Brylcreem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Technology&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ownership of mobile phones released more than two months ago are a&lt;br /&gt;big no-no. Be sure to keep your phone visible at all times. Keep it in&lt;br /&gt;your hand and place it on the table during diner or coffee. Fiddle&lt;br /&gt;around with the menu at all times, to seem like you are always&lt;br /&gt;being pursued by serial text-messagers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The point of dining is not to eat. It is to see and be seen. Make&lt;br /&gt;no mistake. Talk loudly, be rude to staff. Never, ever, under any&lt;br /&gt;circumstances, thank your waiter. Throw evil looks at neighboring&lt;br /&gt;tables, whether you know them or not. Laugh audibly, just so&lt;br /&gt;everyone knows you're having more fun than them. Crack out a cheap cigar,&lt;br /&gt;even if you're 18, to project a clichéd 80s image of wealth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Clubbing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You must pull up at the door in a shiny new car. Whether it's&lt;br /&gt;yours is inconsequential. Call bouncer 'habibe' a couple of times, and&lt;br /&gt;crack same joke whilst tapping him on shoulder. Demonstrate rudeness to&lt;br /&gt;staff (see Dining). Act like you own the place. Order recklessly,&lt;br /&gt;and cry later. Throw evil looks at neighboring tables (see Dining&lt;br /&gt;again).&lt;br /&gt;Shake fist in the air as substitute for actual dancing. Push that&lt;br /&gt;guy who dared look at your girlfriend. Drunk drive to the nearest&lt;br /&gt;Zaatar w Zeit, get in a fight with someone over a parking space. Order&lt;br /&gt;food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cinema&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, the purpose of the cinema is not a love of film. It is to&lt;br /&gt;waste two hours of time, and annoy a great deal of people&lt;br /&gt;simultaneously.&lt;br /&gt;Have loudly whispered conversations on your phone during parts of&lt;br /&gt;the film integral to the plot. Throw popcorn at neighboring seats.&lt;br /&gt;Laugh in all the wrong places. Make inappropriate comments during tense&lt;br /&gt;scenes. Applaud good guys who punch a baddie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Language&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arabic is not the official language of Lebanon, forget what you've&lt;br /&gt;been told. You will need to master the bastard language that is&lt;br /&gt;frenglishabic. Use at least three languages in every conversation,&lt;br /&gt;introducing the ones you master the least only for greetings and&lt;br /&gt;partings (hola, ciao, …)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Manners&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What-now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Politics&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chose one of a plethora of local, petty leaders. Adore them. Place&lt;br /&gt;their pictures on your car, balcony and other visible areas that&lt;br /&gt;may come under your ownership. Follow them blindly, regardless of how&lt;br /&gt;racist, irrational and frightening they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Education&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;University is not a place to learn. It is a vast social club,&lt;br /&gt;where one must adorn one's entire wardrobe on a daily basis to attract&lt;br /&gt;potential mates. Class attendance is inversely proportional to the&lt;br /&gt;amount of sunshine on any particular day. Be just as flashy on&lt;br /&gt;campus as you would be in a club. Try to get your degree before failing&lt;br /&gt;every course four times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Spend money you don't have, to buy things you don't need, to&lt;br /&gt;impress people you don't like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahla, bienvenue to our world habibe/habibte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115113187590081142?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115113187590081142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115113187590081142' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115113187590081142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115113187590081142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/becoming-lebanese-step-by-step-guide.html' title='Becoming Lebanese: A step-by-step guide.'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-115090067397947192</id><published>2006-06-21T18:33:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T18:37:54.323+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Iraq - The hidden story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-3519855663545752103&amp;q=genre%253Adocumentary+duration%253Along"&gt;The story of what does not get reported in Iraq by the mainstream media.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's graphic folks, over 18 plus as it were.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115090067397947192?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115090067397947192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115090067397947192' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115090067397947192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115090067397947192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/iraq-hidden-story.html' title='Iraq - The hidden story'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115078283700224103</id><published>2006-06-20T09:42:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T09:55:54.203+04:00</updated><title type='text'>World Cup: The Silly Things Women Say</title><content type='html'>Here's a starter for daft things women say about football. My best mate, she's blond, thought that offside was when the ball went OFF the SIDE of the pitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..."I don't understand why everyone is so excited, there wasn't this much fuss last year" - A stunner called Cara Walker, so I kept my mockery to a minimum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...The Local Oz Bar Maid during Saturday's friendly commented:&lt;br /&gt;"That fella's not trying very hard!"&lt;br /&gt;Only feeling embarrassed and going bright red when the Old Boy at the bar pointed out it was the Referee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....From my lovely lady - "I'll let you watch the World Cup this year, but you have to promise me you won't watch all the World Cup matches next summer."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"What division are Jamaica in?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...She: "So Who's the England goalie then?"&lt;br /&gt;He: "Paul Robinson."&lt;br /&gt;She: "What, the one from Neighbours?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...'But surely if Rooney's injured we can put Thierry Henry in instead and he's&lt;br /&gt;good isn't he?' &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Over lunch with a colleague, this week:&lt;br /&gt;American woman: "So whose playing in the first game of the World Cup - Barcelona and who else?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Germany and Costa Rica."&lt;br /&gt;American woman: "So who are Barcelona playing against?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Barcelona is a city in Spain, not a country. It's a tournament for national teams."&lt;br /&gt;American woman: "Right, right. So who are Barcelona, Spain playing against?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Overheard at a restaurant on Sunday in Co.Cork, Ireland:&lt;br /&gt;Wife: "Are we in the World Cup?"&lt;br /&gt;Husband: "No, we didn't qualify"&lt;br /&gt;Wife: "I'll be shouting for Barcelona then."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...My mum started early this year in her pretending to be interested in football tomfoolery. After the Champions League final she asked me who won, I informed her that Arsenal had lost and Barcelona had won, she replied ,"Does that mean England aren't in the World Cup now" Numpty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Just last night after I came home with a brand new England white shirt for my little brother, my girlfriend asks me why I have bought the 'home' kit. To which I reply 'eh?'. Her witty comeback is a classic! "Well, silly, the World Cup is in Germany so England won't be needing the home kit will they? You should have bought the red one." Silly me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...On overhearing a discussion at work between some of us non-Americans about the tournament starting in two days, a young American lady added "The World Cup, that's tennis, isn't it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...I was asked by an anonymous female friend why there were five teams in our group and yet four in the others. She was disappointed when I pointed out that Trinidad wouldn't actually be playing against Tobago in the tournament!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...How's about this for the silly things women say?!? Sat watching telly with my girlfriend last night she said the following:&lt;br /&gt;"I've got a hair appointment in town at 2.30 this Saturday, would you mind dropping me off and picking me up? I'll treat you to tea somewhere..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Since we've been together, my girlfriend Julie has fully embraced my passion for football with enthusiasm but has come out with some good ones. Here is a small selection:&lt;br /&gt;1. In the pub last night, a mate said he'd seen the film United 93. Julie said: "I'm getting fed up of all this football talk."&lt;br /&gt;2. We were watching MOTD when Jose brought on Duff, Cole and Robben when chasing a game at the end of last season. Julie wondered why Motty said: "Chelsea started the game without any but now they've got three white men on the pitch". The concept of wide men hadn't landed on planet Julie yet.&lt;br /&gt;3. MOTD were showing Citeh when Shaun Wright Phillips was in the team, who she knew about. The commentator then referred to Bradley Wright-Phillips, and then showed him on camera. Julie said, "Are they related?"&lt;br /&gt;4. When watching a game in the pub, the ads were on the telly at half time. She looked up and saw the bloke in the wheelbarrow on the Wickes advert. She thought the second half had started and they were taking an injured player off in a barrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Looking through my World Cup 2006 sticker album (yes I know I'm too old, but it's tradition!) my dear fiancée asked just how Ruud Van Nistelrooy could play for Holland when he was still a Manchester United player. Now bless her for listening to my rants about how sad it will be for Ruud to be sold this summer, but she hasn't really got to grips with the club and country aspect - unless they're English...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...When I was in Italy I bought a hat which had INTER written across the top of it. One of the birds in my class goes "what happened to the W?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...During the recent England v Jamaica friendly, my lovely girlfriend Lori remarked "I thought David Beckham played for Real Madrid?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok...not a World Cup one but pretty stupid none the less:&lt;br /&gt;Back in '96 when I was doing my A levels and Liverpool were on their way to the infamous cream suit cup final fiasco with the Mancs we had drawn the first game, maybe the quarter final I can't remember which now. Anyway, the replay was a midweek one and as we were finishing our last lecture of the day this girl Emma overhears me and the lads planning that night's boozy footy viewing and shouts over:&lt;br /&gt;"Dave, what are you lot up to tonight?"&lt;br /&gt;Me: "Watching the game, it's the FA Cup replay tonight."&lt;br /&gt;Emma: "Replay? Why are you watching it when you already know the result?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...This is going back to Euro 2000, but a female colleague at work had just learned that Dennis Bergkamp was Dutch. She pondered for a moment, and then asked "So, what happens when Holland play Arsenal?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Me and my mentally challenged missus Rachel were watching the 10:30 news last night, I was quite surprised actually as she did not open her mouth and embarrass herself once all day - Until about 10:50. The 1966 ENGLAND World Cup winners classic masterpiece that was recorded in 1982 for the World Cup was on the news. In the clip it went round all the players singing about themselves in which Martin Peters was zoomed in on. Now I don't know why she said this and I don't really want to challenge her mind as to why it came out, but she said about Martin Peters, "He's Scottish isn't he?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Along the lines of stupid things that women say about the World Cup, I have a cracker...&lt;br /&gt;I organised the office sweepstake for the World Cup, and being the only bloke this was never going to be easy. After I had cut out team names and kits and put them in the bag ready for the draw the girls I work with played a prank on me and replaced some teams from the draw with the likes of 'Vatican City', 'Disney Land' and 'Antarctica'.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one girl walks over to see what we are doing, looks at the piece of paper with Antarctica written on it (which has now been removed so I could proceed with the serious draw) and promptly says the following: "Antarctica! I didn't even know they were in it. A load of Eskimos running around on the pitch! Ha Ha! They haven't got a chance blah blah blah'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Two Welsh birds sat behind me on the Easyjet flight from Barcelona to Gatwick on Sunday morning:&lt;br /&gt;Bird One: "Hang on, David Beckham's English but he plays in Spain. Who's he going to play for in the World Cup?"&lt;br /&gt;Bird Two: "Good question, I really don't know."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks for these original letters to 365.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115078283700224103?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115078283700224103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115078283700224103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115078283700224103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115078283700224103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/world-cup-silly-things-women-say.html' title='World Cup: The Silly Things Women Say'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115066145729004519</id><published>2006-06-19T00:07:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T00:10:57.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>rules of modern living</title><content type='html'>Myspace: A place to groom and to be groomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think Patrick Bateman is someone who regularly features in Heat magazine, then it may not be a great idea to claim to be 'informed'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hetero Men: When dancing, keep your hands at chest height or below - once your hands go above chest height you instantly become homosexual&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tattoo written in Chinese lettering is more likely to say "shit on my hand" than "everlasting peace"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noel Edmonds: not big, and definitely not clever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more England flags on the car, the higher the likliehood fo some pensioner being charged £20k for fixing a leaky tap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If her eyes are generally closed whilst you make love, chances are she's thinking of someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The more self congratulatory and narcissistic the personal homepage the less significant the celebrity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When listening to your MP3 player outdoors, you always imagine you're in videos for the tracks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chavs: When attempting to mug a man carrying a curtain pole back to his car, do not be surprised to wake up and find your own wallet empty after he takes your money to replace the curtain pole he's just broken whilst hitting you with it. Thank me later&lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Noel Edmunds has a MySpace account, you shouldn't. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you're happy and you know it clapping your hands is not always appropriate when you're the one of the few in the office not to be made redundant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115066145729004519?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115066145729004519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115066145729004519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115066145729004519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115066145729004519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/rules-of-modern-living.html' title='rules of modern living'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115031839844552686</id><published>2006-06-15T00:47:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T00:53:18.680+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Things to Do Instead of Killing Yourself</title><content type='html'>* Drive in one direction until you reach the ocean.&lt;br /&gt;    * Say hello to everyone you pass during the day.&lt;br /&gt;    * Frown until your mouth muscles hurt (then see how much easier it is to smile.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Create your own alphabet.&lt;br /&gt;    * Start a scrapbook.&lt;br /&gt;    * Make something you invented or invent something you can make.&lt;br /&gt;    * Make a BLT.&lt;br /&gt;    * Work the crossword puzzle.&lt;br /&gt;    * Count backwards from 10 billion by 13s.&lt;br /&gt;    * Visit a yard sale.&lt;br /&gt;    * Put on some really comfortable shoes. Walk somewhere in them.&lt;br /&gt;    * Make something nice for someone and give it to them.&lt;br /&gt;    * Go see a movie. &lt;br /&gt;    * Make your own list of things to do instead of killing yourself         &lt;br /&gt;     (and then do them.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Organize your own mock funeral, invite family and friends, &lt;br /&gt;      encourage them to eulogize you. &lt;br /&gt;     (Tell them how you've really been feeling lately and see what happens.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Let someone proofread your suicide note.&lt;br /&gt;    * Build a fort.&lt;br /&gt;    * Meditate.&lt;br /&gt;    * Shampoo your hair. Repeat if desired.&lt;br /&gt;    * Create an elaborate hoax. (Try not to get arrested.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Get arrested.&lt;br /&gt;    * Blow the stink off!&lt;br /&gt;    * Sneak into a church. Enjoy the sunlight and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;    * Write me a letter. (Be assured of a hopeful reply.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Volunteer somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;    * Doodle.&lt;br /&gt;    * Enter a contest.&lt;br /&gt;    * Write a poem.&lt;br /&gt;    * Just breathe.&lt;br /&gt;    * Take a class.&lt;br /&gt;    * Finish something you started.&lt;br /&gt;    * Drink a cup of tea with sugar and milk if that's how you like it.&lt;br /&gt;    * Jump up and down on a big trampoline.&lt;br /&gt;    * Pray.&lt;br /&gt;    * Eat a tomato.&lt;br /&gt;    * Pet a kitty cat.&lt;br /&gt;    * Smoke a cigarette. (It's slower.)&lt;br /&gt;    * Answer your telephone the next time it rings. (I know you haven't been...)&lt;br /&gt;    * Ask a stranger for some good advice.&lt;br /&gt;    * Paint a mural.&lt;br /&gt;    * Start a garden.&lt;br /&gt;    * Rescue an animal.&lt;br /&gt;    * Take your loose change to the bank.&lt;br /&gt;    * Play some beautiful music.&lt;br /&gt;    * Ask an old person to tell you a story.&lt;br /&gt;    * Make yourself breakfast in bed.&lt;br /&gt;    * Eat cookies.&lt;br /&gt;    * Stare at clouds.&lt;br /&gt;    * Visit the maternity ward.&lt;br /&gt;    * Send flowers anonymously.&lt;br /&gt;    * Make a long to-do list. Do everything on it.&lt;br /&gt;    * Set a world record.&lt;br /&gt;    * Open the curtains.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115031839844552686?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115031839844552686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115031839844552686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115031839844552686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115031839844552686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/things-to-do-instead-of-killing.html' title='Things to Do Instead of Killing Yourself'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115026426540574058</id><published>2006-06-14T09:48:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T09:51:05.643+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls are Evil?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/girls-are-evil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/girls-are-evil.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115026426540574058?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115026426540574058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115026426540574058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115026426540574058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115026426540574058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/girls-are-evil.html' title='Girls are Evil?'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115018311901603891</id><published>2006-06-13T11:16:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T11:18:39.253+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai Mall's Take Note</title><content type='html'>Mall Facts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mall of America facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mall of America near Minneapolis, MN has over 500 stores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It does not have a heating system. It relies on the heat from the lighting, the sunroof and all the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has four Gaps and an amusement park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It draws 40 million visitors each year; more than Disney World, Graceland and the Grand Canyon combined.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mall of America is an international tourist attraction - more than one third of visitors come from over 150 miles away. Airlines offer travel and shopping package deals to shoppers from Germany, Japan, Switzerland, England and Australia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only five miles away from the Mall of America is the Southdale mall. It was the first enclosed shopping mall ever, opening less than 50 years ago (October 8, 1956). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The world's largest shopping mall is the West Edmonton Mall in Alberta, Canada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Edmonton Mall facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The "West Ed Mall" in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada, there are over 800 stores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has the world's largest indoor wave pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has over 110 places to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, West Ed Mall, the world's largest mall, has the world's largest parking lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are one-third of a million lighting fixtures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has 58 entrances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;West Ed Mall was opened in 1981, and the fourth phase was completed 17 years later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are two A &amp; Ws, two Baskin Robbinses, two KFCs, two Arbys, two Dairy Queens, three Orange Juliuses and three McDonalds in West Ed Mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surprisingly, there is only one Starbucks there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other  Mall facts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are 50,000 shopping malls in the United States alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women will buy more if they hear their heels clicking on polished hard surfaces, so designers often use hard flooring in hallways. Inside the stores themselves, there is often carpeting or softer surfaces to lure customers in and make them feel at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Places to sit in the common areas of malls are hard to find. People aren't shopping when they're sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escalators are placed strategically to force shoppers to pass the maximum number of storefronts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most malls have bends and turns as shoppers typically won't walk towards something that seems more than one tenth of a mile away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Floor plans in malls are disorienting for a reason - so shoppers cannot make a quick exit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The average mall shopper stays for 80 minutes and spends $75 each visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115018311901603891?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115018311901603891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115018311901603891' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115018311901603891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115018311901603891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/dubai-malls-take-note.html' title='Dubai Mall&apos;s Take Note'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115010981533704599</id><published>2006-06-12T14:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T15:07:36.193+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dubai Blind Eye Wadio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/warninglabel.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/warninglabel.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s because the commentary that is being broadcast by our very own Dubai Eye is designed for TELEVISION coverage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;Chap’s, listen carefully, I will say this only once:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;The difference between TV and radio, is, wait for it; TV generates PICTURES; Radio is well, just radio - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hw"&gt;ra·di·o&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="pron"&gt;rā&lt;b&gt;'&lt;/b&gt;dē-ō&lt;/span&gt;) &lt;i&gt;n.&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;pl.&lt;/i&gt; &lt;span class="kw"&gt;-os&lt;/span&gt;. No pictures involved chaps.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So do you realize the problem hear?&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If the answer is “no” I give up and conclude that the Dubai Eye radio station is being run by complete prats.&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If the answer is “yes”, then I expect radio commentary to be broadcast on your radio station at your earliest convenience. Not rocket science is it.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style=""&gt;We will listen with interest…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115010981533704599?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115010981533704599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115010981533704599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115010981533704599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115010981533704599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/dubai-blind-eye-wadio_12.html' title='Dubai Blind Eye Wadio'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-115000969696795858</id><published>2006-06-11T11:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T11:08:17.216+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Create a new Face</title><content type='html'>Create a new face for yourself, go on, you know you want too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ericmyer.com/red/stereotypes.htm"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Myer&lt;br /&gt;Eric Myer Photography&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-115000969696795858?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/115000969696795858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=115000969696795858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115000969696795858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/115000969696795858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/create-new-face.html' title='Create a new Face'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114976271861601198</id><published>2006-06-08T14:29:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-08T14:31:58.880+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jimmy Riddle</title><content type='html'>1. Although I may have eyes, I cannot see. At one time there was a dearth of me in Ireland, &amp; people went hungry. What am I? _____________ &lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="2"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm white &amp;amp; used for cutting &amp; grinding. When I'm damaged, humans usually remove me or fill me. For most animals I am a useful tool. What am I? ____________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="3"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Although many teachers thought little of me, I turned out to be a genius who changed the world. I suppose I proved that all things are relative! Who am I? ___________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="4"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Although I'm not an insect, some people found me very difficult to exterminate. They called me something like 'insane priest.' The first half of my name means the same as 'scrape,' &amp;amp; my last three letters are a metal. Who am I? ___________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="5"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. People climb me, cut me, &amp; burn me -- they show me no respect! My rings are not of gold but do tell my age. What am I? ____________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="6"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Though I exist alone, there are often many of us interconnected like the threads of a web. If I am worn, there is an expression that indicates you should not leave me. A man with a name meaning something like 'knowledgeable one' once said that I was number four of a certain set, &amp;amp; had less than ten folds. What am I? __________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="7"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. I am strongest when you see me as round, but I am often viewed in other forms. I lift &amp; drop the sea with my tremendous strength, and a man with a name like 'powerful bicep' was the first to tread on me. What am I? ___________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="8"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. I do not hold the desert, only a sample. My innards descend ever so slowly.... But in time I am turned over to begin again. What am I? ___________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a name="9"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. I am an insect, &amp;amp; the first half of my name reveals another insect. Some famous musicians had a name similar to mine. What am I? ____________ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a name="10"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. I was taught by a famous philosopher, &amp;amp; history says that I'm great. I once cut something I couldn't untie, but I guess I was still quite the conqueror.... Who am I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will give you the weekend to puzzle on these ones peeps......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114976271861601198?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114976271861601198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114976271861601198' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114976271861601198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114976271861601198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/jimmy-riddle.html' title='Jimmy Riddle'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114941207254802999</id><published>2006-06-04T13:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T13:06:45.536+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Einstein I.Q. Test</title><content type='html'>10 I.Q. puzzles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ranking scale below is designed for entertainment purposes only, but should give you a general idea of how well you have performed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be aware that some of the puzzles may take a while to solve, so the more time you spend working on the puzzles, the higher your score is likely to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Number Correct IQ &amp; Rank&lt;br /&gt;0-1 IQ 90 / Below Average&lt;br /&gt;2 IQ 100 / Average&lt;br /&gt;3 IQ 110 / Above Average&lt;br /&gt;4 IQ 120 / Superior&lt;br /&gt;5-6 IQ 130 / Gifted&lt;br /&gt;7-8 IQ 140 / Highly Gifted&lt;br /&gt;9-10 IQ 150 / Genius&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HELLO, GOODBYE!&lt;br /&gt;1. 12 members were present at a board meeting. Each member shook hands with all of the other members before &amp;amp; after the meeting. How many hand shakes were there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROBABILITY UNIVERSITY&lt;br /&gt;2. At Probability University, there are 375 freshmen, 293 sophomores, 187 juniors, &amp; 126 seniors. One student will randomly be chosen to receive an award. What percent chance is there that it will be a junior? Round to the nearest whole percent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DOZEN EDGES&lt;br /&gt;3. If you take a marker &amp;amp; start from a corner on a cube, what is the maximum number of edges you can trace across if you never trace across the same edge twice, never remove the marker from the cube, &amp; never trace anywhere on the cube, except for the corners &amp;amp; edges?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO &amp; THREE&lt;br /&gt;4. A cube is made of a white material, but the exterior is painted black. If the cube is cut into 125 smaller cubes of exactly the same size, how many of the cubes will have 2 of their sides painted black?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALGRAMARA&lt;br /&gt;5. In another galaxy, a certain nation of creatures speak a language known as Algramara. In this language, "harvec tood zevac" means "my tooth hurts," "lavec lina zevac" means "my delicious food," &amp;amp; "zevac corma lina" means "eating my food." What does "corma harvec zevac tood" mean?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PRIMAL SERIES&lt;br /&gt;6. Decide what the next 5 figures in this series should be: 0110101000101000101000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOLD IN HALF&lt;br /&gt;7. If you started a business in which you earned $1 on the first day, $3 on the second day, $5 on the third day, $7 on the fourth day, &amp; so on, how much would you have earned with this business after 50 years (assuming there are exactly 365 days in every year)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PAY RAISE/PAY CUT&lt;br /&gt;8. A worker earns a 5% raise. A year later, the worker receives a 2.5% cut in pay, &amp;amp; now her salary is $22702.68. What was her salary to begin with?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MORE THAN YOU MIGHT THINK&lt;br /&gt;9. How many weeks have 156 hours in them?&lt;br /&gt;PIECES ON A BOARD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PIECES ON A BOARD&lt;br /&gt;10. What letter completes this set? 2k 2q 16p 4r 4b 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Answers in a few days folks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114941207254802999?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114941207254802999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114941207254802999' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114941207254802999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114941207254802999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/einstein-iq-test.html' title='Einstein I.Q. Test'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-114914860702658782</id><published>2006-06-01T11:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-06-01T11:56:47.296+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Why Americans Should Never Be Allowed To Travel</title><content type='html'>Why Americans Should Never Be Allowed To Travel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The following are actual stories provided by travel agents:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had someone ask for an aisle seats so that his or her hair wouldn't get messed up by being near the window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A client called in inquiring about a package to Hawaii.  After going over all the cost info, she asked, "Would it be cheaper to fly to California and then take the train to Hawaii?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a woman who wanted to go to Capetown.  I started to explain the length of the flight and the passport information when she interrupted me with "I'm not trying to make you look stupid, but Capetown is in Massachusetts. "Without trying to make her look like the stupid one, I calmly explained, "Capecod is in Massachusetts, Capetown is in Africa."  Her response ... click.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A man called, furious about a Florida package we did. I asked what was wrong with the vacation in Orlando. He said he was expecting an ocean-view room. I tried to explain that is not possible, since Orlando is in the middle of the state. He replied, "Don't lie to me. I looked on the map and Florida is a very thin state."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from a man who asked, "Is it possible to see England from Canada?" I said, "No." He said "But they look so close on the map."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another man called and asked if he could rent a car in Dallas. When I pulled up the reservation, I noticed he had a 1-hour lay over in Dallas.  When I asked him why he wanted to rent a car, he said, "I heard Dallas was a big airport, and I need a car to drive between the gates to save time."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice lady just called. She needed to know how it was possible that her flight from Detroit left at 8:20am and got into Chicago at 8:33am.  I tried to explain that Michigan was an hour ahead of llinois, but she could not understand the concept of time zones. Finally I told her the plane went very fast, and she bought that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman called and asked, "Do airlines put your physical description on your bag so they know who's luggage belongs to who?" I said, "No, why do you ask?" She replied, "Well, when I checked in with the airline, they put a tag on my luggage that said FAT, and I'm overweight, is there any connection?" After putting her on hold for a minute while I "looked into it" (I was actually laughing) I came back and explained the city code for Fresno is FAT, and that the airline was just putting a destination tag on her luggage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got off the phone with a man who asked, "How do I know which plane to get on?" I asked him what exactly he meant, which he replied, "I was told my flight number is 823, but none of these darn planes have numbers on them."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman called and said, "I need to fly to Pepsi-cola on one of those computer planes." I asked if she meant to fly to Pensacola on a commuter plane. She said, "Yeah, whatever."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A businessman called and had a question about the documents he needed in order to fly to China. After a lengthy discussion about passports, I reminded him he needed a visa. "Oh no I don't, I've been to China many times and never had to have one of those." I double checked and sure enough, his stay required a visa. When I told him this he said, "Look, I've been to China four times and every time they have accepted my American Express."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A woman called to make reservations, "I want to go from Chicago to Hippopotamus, New York" The agent was at a loss for words. Finally, the agent: "Are you sure that's the name of the town?" "Yes, what flights do you have?" replied the customer. After some searching, the agent came back with, "I'm sorry, ma'am, I've looked up every airport code in the country and can't find a Hippopotamus anywhere." The customer retorted, "Oh don't be silly. Everyone knows where it is. Check your map!" The agent scoured a map of the state of New York and finally offered, "You don't mean Buffalo, do you?" "That's it! I knew it was a big animal!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Underground thanks Strangeplaces"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114914860702658782?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114914860702658782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114914860702658782' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114914860702658782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114914860702658782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-americans-should-never-be-allowed.html' title='Why Americans Should Never Be Allowed To Travel'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114881281042448808</id><published>2006-05-28T14:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T14:40:12.430+04:00</updated><title type='text'>yes, well, funny, of course Vicar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/6535.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/400/6535.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114881281042448808?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114881281042448808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114881281042448808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114881281042448808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114881281042448808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/yes-well-funny-of-course-vicar.html' title='yes, well, funny, of course Vicar'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114820367245116078</id><published>2006-05-21T13:24:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-21T13:29:17.113+04:00</updated><title type='text'>foundation for global power</title><content type='html'>Dubai’s building frenzy lays foundation for global power&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Gulf emirate is spending £140bn to transform itself into a capitalist powerhouse that will be a model for its neighbours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;t will be the oddest housewarming party. David Beckham will compare floor tiles with his new neighbours Simon Cowell and Michael Owen. Victoria Beckham will sip Evian and talk soft furnishings with Liz Hurley. Frankie Dettori and Colin Montgomerie will be trying out the nearby golf course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People sniggered when Dubai announced it was building the Palm Jumeirah, an island in the shape of a giant palm tree. “Arabs selling sand,” the critics scoffed. Last week the first £4m hacienda-style villas on the Palm were completed and the Beckhams, the first of 70,000 residents, will move in this summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Palm Jumeirah is the centrepiece of the tiny emirate’s attempt to put itself on the map. It will be followed by two other palm islands, 300 artificial islands arranged in the shape of a map of the world, and the world’s tallest building, the 2,300ft Burj Dubai, a hotel, apartment and office complex. And that’s just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In recent months Dubai’s movers and sheikhers have announced plans for 40 tax and duty-free micro-cities, a Wall Street-style financial centre, 1m new homes and the world’s biggest airport. Emirates, the national airline, is doubling the size of its fleet, and Dubai-based firms are snapping up ports, land, hotels, and billions of pounds of commercial property. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interesting article this, &lt;a href="http://business.timesonline.co.uk/article/0,,8209-2189545,00.html"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt; for the full monty........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114820367245116078?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114820367245116078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114820367245116078' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114820367245116078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114820367245116078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/foundation-for-global-power.html' title='foundation for global power'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-114786421385911779</id><published>2006-05-17T15:00:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T15:10:14.086+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to the real world....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://213.132.44.184/emiratestoday/"&gt;Welcome to the Weekend&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now we explain to our friends that instead of Thursday being like Saturday, and Friday like Sunday; Thursday is now Firday and Friday is now Saturday, and Saturday is now Sunday; or as Friday is the Holy day is Friday still like Sunday and Saturday well, Saturday just Saturday making Sunday fall before Saturday every week?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114786421385911779?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114786421385911779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114786421385911779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114786421385911779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114786421385911779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/welcome-to-real-world.html' title='Welcome to the real world....'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114777153352754458</id><published>2006-05-16T13:22:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T13:25:38.686+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Life - plus one month</title><content type='html'>Another triumph for the UAE Justice system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/05/16/life-plus-one-month.html"&gt;Two prisoners serving life have had a month added to their sentences after getting into a fight. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese man spilt hot tea on the head of the Saudi man during lunch at the Dubai Central Prison, leading to the brawl.&lt;br /&gt;The Saudi, serving life for drug offences, suffered second-degree burns.&lt;br /&gt;The Chinese man is in prison for kidnap and assault."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bet they won't do that again.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114777153352754458?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114777153352754458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114777153352754458' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114777153352754458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114777153352754458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/life-plus-one-month.html' title='Life - plus one month'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114759266368117377</id><published>2006-05-14T11:44:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T11:44:23.926+04:00</updated><title type='text'>More True Fax</title><content type='html'>When a woman says she'll be ten minutes - think of a number - double it and then add 10. This is the actual length of time it will take.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Stewardesses" and "reverberated" are the two longest words - 12 letters each - that can be typed using only the left hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lock your knee while standing long enough, you will pass out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is now a new weapon, so destructive, that it can destroy human life, yet keep buildings intact.....it's called...a MORTGAGE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you unravelled a squirell's intestine it would be long and elastic enough to let you bungee jump off the Victoria Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a little known fact that Mariah Carey is allergic to clothes, she can only cover up 15% of her body at any one time or she might die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you catch a bee and put it in the freezer for half an hour, and then tie a piece of string round the middle and tie it to your pint glass you will have a little stinging kite that will protect your pint when you go for a slash...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Page 3 girls are immortal. I say this because Nicola T from Croydon won the page 3 idol 3 years ago, yet still remains the 22 year old she was then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114759266368117377?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114759266368117377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114759266368117377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114759266368117377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114759266368117377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-true-fax.html' title='More True Fax'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114751320382090711</id><published>2006-05-13T13:34:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T13:40:05.336+04:00</updated><title type='text'>True Stuff............</title><content type='html'>Plinth' is the sexiest word a woman can say. Don't believe me? ask one to say it and watch her mouth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Matrix is wrong, you don't "only know someone when you fight them", you only know someone when you drink with them. If that leads to fighting, so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to popular beleif, Stephen Fry doesn't know everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lake in Canada called Lake Miniwanka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone woman who walks along the street with her arms folded (no matter how fit) is going to be a) a fucking bitch b) a crap shag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People with strawberry blonde hair are just kidding themselves. They are really ginger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a reason the bit between the tits and the the belt is called the waist. You could easily fit another pair of tits in there. Easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woman who claim men are pathetic when ill couldn't be more wrong. Our brains are simply bigger so we feel the illness and pain on a level you could never understand. Our muscles are also bigger so it makes perfect sense that they should ache more and require extra rest and time spent lying in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gary "corset" Barlow has been banned from eating "New Dairy Milk with Creme Egg filling" until after the Take That tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to earn extra cash Prince Harry moonlights as a James Hewitt lookalike at corporate functions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tina O Brien drank from the holy grail, hence the reason she hasn't aged in the last 8 years.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114751320382090711?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114751320382090711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114751320382090711' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114751320382090711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114751320382090711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/true-stuff.html' title='True Stuff............'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114733142566153707</id><published>2006-05-11T11:05:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-11T11:10:25.870+04:00</updated><title type='text'>More rules of modern life.................</title><content type='html'>If England win the world cup this summer, people have to remember its just a heavily sponsered sports event and not the return of Admiral Nelson, victory at El Alamain, the climbing of Everest and the return of the British Empire and all the other stuff that British people use to remind themsleves they were once an important nation. It's just sport, so learn to accept this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are useless. Woman can repopulate the earth easily with all the sperm banks around. Men could try to repopulated with eggs... But they don't actually have a fucking clue what they're doing. They'd wank in the test tube, grunting that they've done it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Prostitute's vision is based on movement, if you remain perfectly still they won't be able to see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Bebo and MySpace available, things will, eventually, progress to a point where all the members of each system are friends. These meta-friend groups will have nowhere left to turn to sate their desire to make new friends and will, therefore, turn on each other in a phyrric war that will consume all of the Earth's remaining resources. And then they will stop for an hour on Tuesday night, because Lost is on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men who are over 35 and still think that rock music can save the world are a serious embarrassment to themselves and their loved ones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E = MDMA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While understanding the whole concept of wishing to involve yourself in a sexual atrocity while under the influence of uncle Escobars sherbet may I suggest that water sports are a bad idea? Everytime I take the stuff my piss looks like and flows like golden syrup and smells like Pete Dohertys matress. Stick to shitting its easier to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who put posts in the RoML attesting to their heavy, glamourous Kate Moss-esque usage of cocaine, are most definetly liars, and spend the majority of their evenings masturbating to Littlewoods catalogues, and their other evenings thinking about what they're going to post on their blog's (also whilst masturbating).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Science fiction fans, the matrix is just a film, it's not real, we are not at war with the 'machines' and you are not part of the human resistance army or whatever it's called - so get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Bauer does piss, he just does it during the ad breaks like the rest of us so he doesn't miss anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any men out there are considering watching the classic Titanic movie, do bear in mind that it is an emotional film and you may therefore find yourself reaching for the Kleenex. Especially when Kate Winslet gets her spacehoppers out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women Drivers; draw the position of the hand brake and gear stick on a post it note, then stick it to the dash board of your car. It will save you, and the rest of the world, time as you look for them when the lights change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men: If we 'opened up' to you in a physical sense immediately after realising we are attracted to you, you would either a) think we were total sluts and distance yourselves from our passionate advances, or b) shag us silly and then complain about our lack of intellectual substance! (we can't fucking win, girls). The rule in this case should be: MEN! Have the goddam balls to make the first move and you won't be disappointed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114733142566153707?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114733142566153707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114733142566153707' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114733142566153707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114733142566153707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/more-rules-of-modern-life.html' title='More rules of modern life.................'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114725158488813381</id><published>2006-05-10T12:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T12:59:45.176+04:00</updated><title type='text'>phone the Municipality...someone will die!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.7days.ae/2006/05/10/someone-will-die.html"&gt;“Someone is going to die here,” a police source told 7DAYS yesterday after three crashes have occurred at the same broken traffic signal in the last two weeks. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“We (Jebel Ali police) have already sent &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;two letters to the municipality asking them to repair the traffic signal &lt;/span&gt;but have not received a response so far,” the police source, who asked to remain anonymous, said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bloody glad they are taking it so seriously................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114725158488813381?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114725158488813381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114725158488813381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114725158488813381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114725158488813381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/phone-municipalitysomeone-will-die.html' title='phone the Municipality...someone will die!'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114708550976584199</id><published>2006-05-08T14:51:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T14:51:52.176+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Kay's Universal Truths....</title><content type='html'>1) Triangular sandwiches taste better than square ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) At the end of every party there is always a girl crying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) One of the most awkward things that can happen in a pub is when your pint-to-toilet cycle gets synchronised with a complete stranger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) You've never quite sure whether it's ok to eat green crisps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Everyone who grew up in the 80's has entered the digits 55378008 into a calculator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Reading when you're drunk is horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) You're never quite sure whether it's against the law to have a fire in your back garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Nobody ever dares make cup-a-soup in a bowl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) You never know where to look when eating a banana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Rummaging in an overgrow garden will always turn up a bouncy ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11) Everyone always remembers the day a dog ran into your school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12) The most embarrassing thing you can do as schoolchild is to call your teacher mum or dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13) Every bloke has at some stage while taking a pee, flushed half way through and then raced against the flush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14) Its impossible to look cool whilst picking up a Frisbee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15) You never ever run out of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16) There's no panic like the panic you momentarily feel when you've got your hand or head&lt;br /&gt;stuck in something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17) No one knows the origins of their metal coat hangers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18) Despite constant warning, you have never met anybody who has had their arm broken by a swan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19) The most painful household incident is wearing socks and stepping on an upturned plug.&lt;br /&gt;20) People who don't drive slam car doors too hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21) You've turned into your dad the day you put aside a thin piece of wood specifically to stir paint with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22) Everyone had an uncle who tried to steal their nose.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114708550976584199?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114708550976584199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114708550976584199' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114708550976584199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114708550976584199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/peter-kays-universal-truths.html' title='Peter Kay&apos;s Universal Truths....'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114663563822459244</id><published>2006-05-03T09:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T09:53:58.470+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 UK Viral E-Mails for this week....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/breast.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/breast.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/prison.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/prison.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/egg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/egg.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/squril.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/squril.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/1600/mess.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2193/1766/320/mess.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114663563822459244?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114663563822459244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114663563822459244' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114663563822459244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114663563822459244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/top-5-uk-viral-e-mails-for-this-week.html' title='Top 5 UK Viral E-Mails for this week....'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114654950665383437</id><published>2006-05-02T09:56:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-02T10:12:52.693+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagine This</title><content type='html'>Imagine This is an audio mash up of GW Bush singing the John Lennon classic "imagine", it has been a worldwide hit and has made it into (John Peel's) BBC Radio 1 Music Festive 50 on UK Radio 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The audio was produced by Waxaudio, &lt;a href="http://cal-tv.net"&gt;John Callaghan&lt;/a&gt; created a video for it by tracking down over 40 separate video clips from George Bush speeches, he lip synched these clips to the audio and interspersed them with footage from the original imagine Video, along with some Iraq war footage and some other bits and pieces. This creates a powerful and moving, yet humorous visual accompaniment to the track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big up to John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VafZic-UM_Q"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VafZic-UM_Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114654950665383437?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114654950665383437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114654950665383437' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114654950665383437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114654950665383437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/imagine-this.html' title='Imagine This'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114646319715038562</id><published>2006-05-01T09:53:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T16:23:00.180+04:00</updated><title type='text'>Peter Kay's questions..</title><content type='html'>1. Why does your gynaecologist leave the room when&lt;br /&gt;you get undressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. If a person owns a piece of land do they own it&lt;br /&gt;all the way down to the core of the earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Why can't women put on mascara with their mouth&lt;br /&gt;closed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Is it possible to brush your teeth without&lt;br /&gt;wiggling your backside&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Why is it called Alcoholics Anonymous when the&lt;br /&gt;first thing you do is  stand up and say, 'My name is Bob, and I am an&lt;br /&gt;alcoholic'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Why is there a light in the fridge and not in  the freezer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Why does mineral water that 'has trickled through mountains for&lt;br /&gt;centuries' have a 'use by' date?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Why do toasters always have a setting that burns the toast to a&lt;br /&gt;horrible crisp no one would eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is French kissing in France just called kissing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Who was the first person to look at a cow and say, 'I think I'll&lt;br /&gt; squeeze these dangly things here and drink whatever comes out'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do people in China call their good plates?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Why do people point to their wrist when asking for the time, but&lt;br /&gt;don't point to their crotch when they ask where the bathroom?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Why is a person that handles your money called a 'Broker'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. If quizzes are quizzical, what are tests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Why is it that when someone tells you that there are over billion&lt;br /&gt;stars in the universe, you believe them, but if they tell you here is&lt;br /&gt;wet paint somewhere, you have to touch it to make sure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Did you ever notice that when you blow in a dog's face, he gets mad&lt;br /&gt;at you but when you take him on a car ride, he sticks his head out of&lt;br /&gt;the window?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone.....?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114646319715038562?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114646319715038562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114646319715038562' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114646319715038562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114646319715038562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/05/peter-kays-questions.html' title='Peter Kay&apos;s questions..'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23039192.post-114637820297077597</id><published>2006-04-30T10:20:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:23:23.196+04:00</updated><title type='text'>and did those feet..............</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;To educate our friends in this multi cultural society I post a little insight into life on the green and pleasant island that we call Great Britain…. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Being British is about driving in a German car to an Irish pub for&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;a Belgian beer, then traveling home, grabbing an Indian curry or a&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Turkish kebab on the way, to sit on Swedish furniture and watch&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;American shows on a Japanese TV.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;And the most British thing of all? Suspicion of anything foreign.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Oh and......&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... can a pizza get to your house faster than an ambulance.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... do supermarkets make sick people walk all the&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;way to the back of the shop to get their prescriptions while&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;healthy people can buy cigarettes at the front.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... do people order double cheeseburgers, large&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;fries and a DIET coke.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... do banks leave both doors open and chain the&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;pens to the counters.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... do we leave cars worth thousands of pounds on&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;the drive and lock our junk and cheap lawn mower in the garage.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Only in Britain... do we use answering machines to screen calls&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;and then have call waiting so we won't miss a call from someone we&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;didn't want to talk to in the first place.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;NOT TO MENTION...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;3 Brits die each year testing if a 9v battery works on their tongue.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;58 Brits are injured each year by using sharp knives instead of&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;screwdrivers.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;31 Brits have died since 1996 by watering their Christmas tree while&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; the fairy lights were plugged in.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;18 Brits had serious burns in 2000 trying on a new jumper with a&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;lit cigarette in their mouth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;A massive 543 Brits were admitted to A&amp;E in the last two years&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;after opening bottles of beer with their teeth.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;And finally.........&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt;In 2000 eight Brits cracked their skull whilst throwing up into the toilet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114637820297077597?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114637820297077597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114637820297077597' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114637820297077597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114637820297077597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/04/and-did-those-feet.html' title='and did those feet..............'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114629509080189307</id><published>2006-04-29T11:14:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-29T11:18:10.896+04:00</updated><title type='text'>it only ever happens on the silver screen</title><content type='html'>30 Things that only happen in the movies......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. It is always possible to find a parking spot directly outside or opposite the building you are visiting.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;           &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. When paying for a taxi, don't look at your wallet as you take out a note. Just grab one out at random and hand it over. It will always be the exact fare.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;3. Television news bulletins usually contain a story that affects you personally at the precise moment it's aired.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Creepy music (or satanic chanting) coming from a graveyard should always be closely investigated.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Any lock can be picked with a credit card or paperclip in seconds. UNLESS it's the door to a burning building with a child inside.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt; 6. If you decide to start dancing in the street, everyone you bump into will know all the steps.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. All bombs are fitted with electronic timing devices with large red digital displays so you know exactly when they are going to explode.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. Should you wish to pass yourself off as a German officer, it will not be necessary to learn to speak German. Simply speaking English with a German accent will do. Similarly, when they are alone, all German soldiers prefer to speak English to each other.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. The Eiffel Tower can be seen from any window of any building in Paris.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;10. Any police officer about to retire from the force will more often than not die on their last day (especially if their family have planned a party). (Caveat: Detectives can only solve a case after they have been suspended from duty).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. If staying in a haunted house, women should investigate any strange noises wearing their most revealing underwear.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. On a police stakeout, the action will only ever take place when food is being consumed and scalding hot coffees are perched precariously on the dashboard . . .&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Cars never need fuel (unless they're involved in a pursuit).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. If you are heavily outnumbered in a fight involving martial arts, your opponents will wait patiently to attack you one by one by dancing around you in a threatening manner until you have defeated their predecessor.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. If a microphone is turned on it will immediately feedback.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. Guns are like disposable razors. If you run out of bullets, just throw the gun away. you will always find another one.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. All single women have a cat.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. Cars will explode instantly when struck by a single bullet.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. If being chased through a city you can usually take cover in a passing St Patrick's Day parade - at any time of the year.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;20. The ventilation system of any building is the perfect hiding place. Nobody will ever think of looking for you in there and you can travel to any other part of the building undetected.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;21. You will survive any battle in any war UNLESS you show someone a picture of your sweetheart back home.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;22. Prostitutes always look like Julia Roberts or Jamie Lee Curtis. They have expensive clothes and nice apartments but no pimps. They are friendly with the shopkeepers in their neighborhood who don't mind at all what the girl does for a living.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;23. A single match is usually sufficient to light up a room the size of a football stadium.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;24. It is not necessary to say "Hello" or "Goodbye" when beginning a telephone conversation. A disconnected call can always be restored by frantically beating the cradle and saying "Hello? Hello?" repeatedly.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;25. One man shooting at 20 men has a better chance of killing them all than 20 men firing at once (it's called Stallone's Law).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;26. Plain or even ugly girls can become movie star pretty simply by removing their glasses and rearranging their hair. &lt;span style=""&gt;         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;27. Rather than wasting bullets, megalomaniacs prefer to kill their enemies with complicated devices incorporating fuses, pulleys, deadly gases, lasers and man-eating sharks.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;28. All beds have special L-shaped sheets that reach to armpit level on a woman but only up to the waist of the man lying beside her.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;29. Anyone can land a 747 as long as there is someone in the control tower to talk you down.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;30. During all police investigations it will be necessary to visit a strip club at least once.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="EN-GB"&gt;With thanks to Nostalgia Central, whoever they are……&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114629509080189307?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114629509080189307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114629509080189307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114629509080189307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114629509080189307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/04/it-only-ever-happens-on-silver-screen.html' title='it only ever happens on the silver screen'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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-23039192.post-114611999214524737</id><published>2006-04-27T10:35:00.000+04:00</published><updated>2006-04-27T10:39:52.363+04:00</updated><title type='text'>UAE Justice and Fair Sentencing and Treatment – lucky lucky bastards</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Life for drug dealer&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 27th April, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;A woman who was caught trying to sell four kilos of heroin – with her young daughter in the car – will spend the rest of her &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;life behind bars&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Killer jailed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 27th April, 2006 &lt;br /&gt;A man was sentenced to &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;seven years&lt;/span&gt; in jail for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;murdering a friend while he slept&lt;/span&gt; in a dispute over money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Suicide appeal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday, 27th April, 2006 |&lt;br /&gt;A prisoner began his appeal yesterday after being fined dhs1,000 for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;trying to commit suicide while in custody&lt;/span&gt;. The man allegedly tried to hang himself with a piece of cloth in January after being locked up for &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;bouncing a cheque&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23039192-114611999214524737?l=dangerdxb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/feeds/114611999214524737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23039192&amp;postID=114611999214524737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114611999214524737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23039192/posts/default/114611999214524737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://dangerdxb.blogspot.com/2006/04/uae-justice-and-fair-sentencing-and.html' title='UAE Justice and Fair Sentencing and Treatment – lucky lucky bastards'/><author><name>Axonsax</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00774836995189963362</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></feed>
