<?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/'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371913454013675123.post1599184154525259224..comments</id><updated>2009-06-26T06:52:23.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comments on JamulBlog: Five Dozen Taliban Reach Room Temperature...</title><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/feeds/1599184154525259224/comments/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/1599184154525259224/comments/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/2009/06/five-dozen-taliban-reach-room.html'/><author><name>SlightlyLoony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14166805213771898518</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371913454013675123.post-3499792586368737307</id><published>2009-06-26T06:51:57.667-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T06:51:57.667-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't resist one of my favorite Monty Python bi...</title><content type='html'>Couldn&amp;#39;t resist one of my favorite Monty Python bits &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;m not dead&amp;quot;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: Bring out yer dead.&lt;br /&gt;[a man puts a body on the cart]&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Here&amp;#39;s one.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: That&amp;#39;ll be ninepence.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I&amp;#39;m not dead.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: What?&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Nothing. There&amp;#39;s your ninepence.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I&amp;#39;m not dead.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: &amp;#39;Ere, he says he&amp;#39;s not dead.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Yes he is.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I&amp;#39;m not.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: He isn&amp;#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Well, he will be soon, he&amp;#39;s very ill.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I&amp;#39;m getting better.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: No you&amp;#39;re not, you&amp;#39;ll be stone dead in a moment.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: Well, I can&amp;#39;t take him like that. It&amp;#39;s against regulations.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I don&amp;#39;t want to go on the cart.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, don&amp;#39;t be such a baby.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: I can&amp;#39;t take him.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I feel fine.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Oh, do me a favor.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: I can&amp;#39;t.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Well, can you hang around for a couple of minutes? He won&amp;#39;t be long.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: I promised I&amp;#39;d be at the Robinsons&amp;#39;. They&amp;#39;ve lost nine today.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Well, when&amp;#39;s your next round?&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I think I&amp;#39;ll go for a walk.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: You&amp;#39;re not fooling anyone, you know. Isn&amp;#39;t there anything you could do?&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Body That Claims It Isn&amp;#39;t: I feel happy. I feel happy.&lt;br /&gt;[the Dead Collector glances up and down the street furtively, then silences the Body with his a whack of his club]&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Ah, thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;The Dead Collector: Not at all. See you on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;Large Man with Dead Body: Right.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/1599184154525259224/comments/default/3499792586368737307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/1599184154525259224/comments/default/3499792586368737307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/2009/06/five-dozen-taliban-reach-room.html?showComment=1246024317667#c3499792586368737307' title=''/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054083093402660087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/2009/06/five-dozen-taliban-reach-room.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371913454013675123.post-1599184154525259224' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/posts/default/1599184154525259224' type='text/html'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371913454013675123.post-7099235136157345143</id><published>2009-06-24T06:49:03.582-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T06:49:03.582-07:00</updated><title type='text'>You're room temperature comments beings to mind so...</title><content type='html'>You&amp;#39;re room temperature comments beings to mind some &amp;quot;classic&amp;quot; movie quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paramedic #1: You have no pulse, your blood pressure&amp;#39;s zero-over-zero, you have no pupillary respons, no reflexes and your temperature is 70 degrees.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Well, what does that mean?&lt;br /&gt;Paramedic #1: Well, it&amp;#39;s a puzzle because, technically, you&amp;#39;re not alive. Except you&amp;#39;re conscious so we don&amp;#39;t know what that means.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Are you saying we&amp;#39;re dead?&lt;br /&gt;Paramedic #2: Well, let&amp;#39;s not jump to conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;Freddy: Are you saying we&amp;#39;re dead?&lt;br /&gt;Paramedic #2: No Conclusions.&lt;br /&gt;Paramedic #1: Obviously I didn&amp;#39;t mean you were really dead. Dead people don&amp;#39;t move around and talk.</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/1599184154525259224/comments/default/7099235136157345143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/1599184154525259224/comments/default/7099235136157345143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/2009/06/five-dozen-taliban-reach-room.html?showComment=1245851343582#c7099235136157345143' title=''/><author><name>Larry</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10054083093402660087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><thr:in-reply-to xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0' href='http://www.jamulblog.com/2009/06/five-dozen-taliban-reach-room.html' ref='tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4371913454013675123.post-1599184154525259224' source='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4371913454013675123/posts/default/1599184154525259224' type='text/html'/></entry></feed>