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    <title><![CDATA[Qyfyre]]></title>
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      <title><![CDATA[Tru ne shitje]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539644</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Njeri Hyn Ne Nje Dyqan Mishi Dhe Shikon Artikujt, Mes Tyre Shikon Edhe Tru ,dhe Pyet Sa Kushtojn ? <br><br>- Cilet Se Jan 2 llojesh ,femre dhe meshkujsh - pergjigjet shitesi. Te Meshkujve Kushtojn 500 Leke , kurse Te Femrave 4500 Leke<br><br>- Po Pse Kaq Shum Te Femrave Pyet Bleresi ? <br><br>Shummmm? -&nbsp; Pergjigjet Shitesi - Ti Se Di Se C'far Kemi Hekur Ne Per Te Grumbulluar 1 Kg.<br><br><font size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nga Andi</span></font><br> ]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:32:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Penisi i madh]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Ishte nje here nje burre qe e kishte penisin 80 cm.&nbsp; Mirepo i qau nje
here hallin qe kishte, nje shokut te vete, kshu, e kshu si ta zvogeloj
etj....shoku i vete i thote shko ne filan kenete dhe aty siper nje
gjetheje rrin nje bretkose. Po t`i thuash asaj bretkose a do te
martohesh me mua? ajo te pergjigjet jo. Sa here ajo thote jo penisi
zvogelohet 10 cent. E mire, shkon ky te kenta dhe sa here i propozonte
bretkoses dhe ajo i thoshte jo i zvogelohej penisi. E beri 30 cent. Mirepo tha nje dite me
vete, po shkoj dhe nje here t`a zvogeloj edhe 10 cent. Kur shkon tek
bretkosa e i propozon ajo i thote: po ca tipi qenke mor burre, jo, jo
edhe Jo!!!<br><br><font size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Ina</span></font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:30:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Domatet]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539642</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Ishin dy domate duke kaluar rrugen.<br>- Furgoniiiii - bertet e para. Spllaq...<br>- Ku? - pyet e dyta. Spllaq...<br><br><font size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Nga Flusher1</span></font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:28:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Makinat]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539640</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Dy makina ishin parkuar ngjitur me njera tjetren<br><br>M1 - A ke inat? Un kam ngjyr te kuqe si Ferrari<br>M2 - Shume mire<br>M1 - Un kam motor sportiv si Formula 1, rrotat i kam Firrelli, jam 3.2 benzin (vetem to fol to fol to fol)<br>M2 - E me plasi bytha un kom raki ne bagazh<br><br><font size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Flusher1</span></font><br><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:20:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[I forti]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539638</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Ishte duke udhetuar nje dite per ne angli nje lepur dhe nje papagall. Ne
avionin ku ishin keto kishte nje bar dhe ishte Ariu banakier. Shkon
papagalli dhe i thote ariut:<br>-Ari, me jep shpejt nje montenegro se te qiva ropt<br>E shikon lepuri dhe i vjen inat pse te bente papagalli si i forte. dhe i shkon Ariut:<br>-Ari me jep nje chivas se te qiva motren.<br>dhe keshtu me radhe deri sa i hipin nervat Ariut dhe i kap qe te dy dhe i hedh nga dritarja.<br>Ne ajer e pyet papagalli lepurin:<br>-O lepur a di te fluturosh ti?!<br>-Jo,i thote,-lepuri<br>-Po atehere ca pidhin e satom do qe bo te fortin.<br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="1">Nga XXX</font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:15:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Tip i shpejt]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539637</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Ne nje fshat martohet njeri. E merr prifti per krahu dhe i tregon
sekretin e fshatit. <br>Prifti: - Bej kujdes se ktu ne fshatin ton esht nje
tip i shpejt qe naten e par te marteses, shkon dhe ben seks me nusen e
re. <br>Djali cuditet dhe ben trimin. <br>Djali: - Mua te me q . . gruan ai?! do
e shofim. <br>Ne dark mbaron pun cuni me nusen dhe vendos te kujdeset per
te. I fut nje gisht ne vagin dhe rri zgjuar. Mirpo u merzit dhe ben te
ndezi 1 cigar. Vendosi qe ta heq gishtin vetem per 1 sec sa te ndez
cigarin. E ben veprimin shpejt e shpejt dhe vendos prap gishtin. Kaluan
10 sec kur degjon nje ze burri : - O vlla, a ka mundesi qe ta heqesh pak
ate gishtin nga bytha ime.!<br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="1">Nga Mistreci</font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:12:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[I cmenduri me brisk]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[Ne nje spital te cmendurish,njeri nga te cmendurit hypen ne nje peme qe
ishte ne kopshtin e cmendurise. Shkon doktori dhe i thote se ne qofte se
nuk do te zbrese do te prese&nbsp; pemen me sepate. Ai i pergjigjet
jo. Doktori shkon dhe therret drejtorin. Vjen drejtori dhe i thote te
zbrese ose do te prese pemen me motorrsharre. I cmenduri i pergjigjet
jo. Shkon nje i cmendur tjeter dhe fillon te prese pemen me brisk. Ky qe
ishte ne peme zbret me shpejtesi ne toke. <br>E merr drejtori ate qe kishte
hypur ne peme ne zyre me shpejtesi dhe i thote: <br>- Pse nuk zbrite nga pema
kur te thashe se do te pres pemen me moterrsharre, por zbrite kur erdhi
ai i cmenduri tjeter te prese pemen me brisk ? <br>- Sepse ai eshte i
cmendur dhe me siguri qe e pret pemen me brisk.<br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="1">Nga Serd Francezi</font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:10:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Miu dhe Elefanti]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539635</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Elefanti eshte ber mik me miun, por prinderit e elefantit nuk e len ate qe te miqesohet me miun.<br>Nje dit duke lozur ata te dy, kalojne prinderit e elefantit dhe elefanti u turullos dhe ja beri miut:<br>-Te lutem me dil para te fshehem tek ty mos me shohin prinderit.<br><br><font size="1">Nga SaNdY RaP GiRl</font>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:09:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Plaku dhe djali]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=4539634</link>
      <description><![CDATA[Kish qen nje shok plak dhe nje djal i ri. <br>- A po e agjeron ramazanin? - e pyet djali plakun. <br>- Po more krejt" po i thot plaku.<br>- Ta boft zoti
kabul - i thot ky i riu<br>- Ty ta befte afganistan - ja kthen plaku<br><br><font size="1">Nga Arditi</font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 16 Nov 2009 13:05:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Taksixhiu]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=3530270</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Klienti prk taksixhiun n&#235; shpatull p&#235;t ti th&#235;n&#235; q&#235; t&#235; ndaloj&#235; makin&#235;n. Taksixhiu menj&#235;her humb kontrollin, p&#235;r pak sa nuk p&#235;rplaset me nj&#235; kamion dhe del nga rruga, rrutullohet disa her&#235; dhe frenon dica centimetra para nj&#235; muri. Pasi merr vetem taksixhiu i thot klinetit:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Mos m&#235; prek mor shok n&#235; shpatull se desh na vrave t&#235; dyve.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Pse - i thot&#235; klinenti - hera e par&#235; &#235;sht&#235; q&#235; i jep makin&#235;s ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Jo mor jam shofer&nbsp; i vjet&#235;r, 436 vjet eksperienc.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Po &#231;'pate atere ? - e pyet klienti.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- 35 vjet kam q&#235;n shofer makine funerali.</span></font><br><br><font style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;" size="1">nga Andi</font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 10:27:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Shqiptaret ne Alaske]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=3530234</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Ishin dy shqiptare ne Alaske dhe ishin ulur ne nje bar duke pire nga nje dopio. Nj&#235;ri prej tyre pyet bartenderin:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- A ka zezak&#235; k&#235;ndej ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Jo, asnj&#235; - i thot&#235; batenderi.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Po t&#235; perzier, gjys t&#235; bardh e gjys zezak ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Jo nuk ka fare - i p&#235;rgjigjet prap bartenderi.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Mosss - ja kthen shqiptari i tmerruar - paskemi qir&#235; dy pinguina dje.<br><br><font style="font-weight: bold; font-family: times new roman;" size="1">nga Andi</font><br></span></font>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 06 Jun 2008 10:20:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Gomari dhe kurva]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=3462165</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Nje femer dhe nje burre po ecnin secili me makinen e vet ne drejtim te kundert me njeri tjetrin ne nje rruge malore shume te ngushte. Kur makinat kalojne njera tjetren, femra i bertet burrit:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Gomarrrr !!!</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Kurveee ! - ja kthen burri duke bertitur dhe ai.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">50 metra me tutje burri arrin nje kthese dhe sa kthehet perplaset me nje gomar qe kishte ndaluar ne mes te rruges dhe vdes.<br><br><font style="font-weight: bold;" size="1"><span style="font-family: times new roman;">nga Mahamuti Kakashura</span></font><br></span></font>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 11:53:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[I burgosuri]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=3156874</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Ishte nje kriminel dhe e denuan me burg. Ky ishte nje i dobet i shkurter, dhe kur shkon ne qeli ne burg i bie te rrije me nje zezak dy metra te gjate.<br>Futet ky ne qeli, ulet ne krevat dhe pa kaluar dy minuta, zezaku i jep nje tubete me vazeline dhe i thote:<br>- Degjo, fillo lyu se kam per te te q***<br>- Si ore do me q*** ? - thote ky.<br>- Me degjo mua - ja kthen zezaku - fillo lyu se un kam per te te q*** do apo s'do ti.<br>- Po ik ore se s'do me q*** ti mua - vazhdon insiston ky.<br>- Si te duadh - i thote zezaku - po te jesh i sigurte qe kam per te te q*** prandaj me mire lyu.<br><br>E shef keq punen ky dhe fillon lyen bythen me vazeline. E shef zezaku dhe i thote:<br>- Ca lyen?<br>- Bythen - i thote ky.<br>- Ca bythe more, lyej gjoksin.<br>- Pse gjoksin ?<br>- Se ka per te te dhembur shpirti...<br><br></span><span style="font-family: Arial;"></span></font><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Mahamuti Kakashura<br></span></font>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Thu, 20 Mar 2008 18:14:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Gruaja dhe burri dembel]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=2763417</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Na ishte njehere nje familje. Gruaja i thot burrit:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Burre u doq llamba</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">
Burri: Pse elektricist te dukem une ty</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Nje dit me vone u prish lavamani.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Gruaja: Burre u prish lavamani</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Burri: Pse hidraulik te dukem une ty</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">
Pas dy ditesh kur kthehet burri nga puna i gjen te rregulluara. Pyet gruan kush i rregulloi.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Gruaja: Komshiu dhe si shperblim kerkoi o te beja nje embelsire o te flija me te.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Burriu: Ti bere embelsiren me siguri !?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Gruaja: Pse pasticjere te dukem une ty?</span></font>
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      <pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 13:11:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Mjeke ne varreza]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=2732311</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Takohen dy mjeke ne varreza. Njeri i thote tjetrit: "E
 koleg, po beni edhe ju inventar?"<br><br></span></font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Icneg</span></font></font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 10:20:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Gruaja tek gjinekologu]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=2732309</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Nje vajze shkon tek gjinekologu dhe i thote: "Doktor,
 kam dhimbje nga poshte."</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">"Pa ta shohim nje here... aha... ju vijne ngaqe beni shume pak seks.
 Por s'ka problem, ju sheroj une." Dhe mjeku ul pantallonat dhe ben seks
 me te. Pastaj e con tek kolegu nje dhome me tutje, qe ta kontrolloje
 edhe ai.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Kolegu i gjen te njejten diagnoze dhe i ben te njejten terapi. Edhe ai
 e con tek kolegu nje dhome me tutje, qe ta shohe edhe ai.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Diagnoza e te tretit eshte: "Eshte fare e qarte, ju vijne ngaqe beni
 shume seks!"</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">"Po koleget tuaj me thane se bej shume pak seks!"</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">"Ee, moj vajze, mos degjoni c'thone bojaxhinjte?"<br><br></span></font><font face="Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif" size="2"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Icneg</span></font></font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 10:18:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Studenti dhe pacienti onanues]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=2732299</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Nj&#235; student i ri b&#235;n p&#235;r her&#235; t&#235; par&#235; nj&#235;
 inspektim te paciet&#235;ve me mjekun e pavionit t&#235; spitalit. Duke kaluar af&#235;r
 nj&#235; dere te hapur shohin n&#235; dhom&#235; nj&#235; pacient t&#235; shtrir&#235; n&#235;
 krevat q&#235; &#235;sht&#235; duke i r&#235;n&#235; me dore si i terbuar.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Studenti pyet mjekun: "Po k&#235;t&#235; &#231;'e ka gjetur?" Mjeku i p&#235;rgjigjet:
 "Hm, atij i prodhojn&#235; bolet shum&#235; sperme, prandaj i duhet t&#235;
 onanoj&#235; shpesh q&#235; t&#235; mos i p&#235;llcasin. "Boo!" thot&#235; studenti me vete.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Pas pak ai sheh n&#235; nj&#235; dhom&#235; tjet&#235;r nj&#235; infermiere t&#235; bukur t&#235;
 ulur n&#235; shtratin e nj&#235; pacienti duke ia b&#235;r&#235; atij me goj&#235;. "Po ky
 k&#235;tu &#231;far&#235; ka?" pyet kurioz studenti. "T&#235; nj&#235;jtin problem, vetem se
 &#235;shte pacient privat."<br><br></span></font><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Icneg</span></font><font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;"><br></span></font>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Wed, 02 Jan 2008 10:16:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[50 vjetori]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[<font size="2"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Nje grua e moshuar kishte 50-vjetorin keshtu qe vendosi te bente nje operacion plastik per fytyren qe te ndihej me mire. Shkoi ne spital, pagoi 20 milion leke dhe tani ndihej shume e kenaqur me veten.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Pas operacionit shkon ne supermarket dhe kur eshte duke paguar pyet shitesen:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Sa vjec mendon se jam ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- 35 - i thote shitesja.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Jam 50 vjec - i thote e kenaqur gruaja dhe me pas shkon ne farmaci per te blere ilace. Dhe aty pyet shitesin:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Sa vjec mendon se jam ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- 31 - i thote shitesi.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Gabim, jam 50, por faleminderit - i thote gruaja dhe shkon te dyqani bukes. Dhe aty pyet shitesen:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Sa vjec mendon se jam ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">
- 29 - i thote shitesja.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">
- Jam 50 vjec - i thote shume e kenaqur gruaja dhe shkon ne stacionin e autobusit. Duke pritur ngjitur kishte nje plak rreth 70 vjec. E pyet dhe plakun:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Sa vjec mendon se jam ?</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Mund te ta them ekzakt por duhet te kontrolloj nga gjoksi - ja kthen plaku.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">Gruaja habitet po nuk reziston dot dhe i thote qe eshte dakort, dhe ngre bluzen. Plaku fut duart nen bluze fillon i kap gjokset, ja ferkon i rrutullon dhe i thote:</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Je 50 vjec.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Si e gjete ? - e pyet e habitur gruaja.</span><br style="font-family: Arial;"><span style="font-family: Arial;">- Isha ne rradhe pas teje te dyqani bukes.</span></font><br><br style="font-family: Arial;"><font style="font-family: times new roman;" size="1"><span style="font-weight: bold;">nga Mahamuti Kakashurra</span></font><br>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Fri, 07 Dec 2007 10:45:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Rakia ndryshon gravitetin]]></title>
      <link>http://qyfyre.webs.com/barcaleta.htm?blogentryid=1934826</link>
      <description><![CDATA[<P>Dy veta ishin ulur ne nje bar ne kat te 20. Njeri pi nje dopio raki dhe kercen nga dritarja. Tjetri qe ishte te tavolina ngjitur shtanget. 10 minuta me vone ky shtanget edhe me shume kur e shef perseri ate qe u hodh te hyje ne bar.<BR>- Si ka mundesi je gjalle? Ti sa u hodhe nga kati 20<BR>- Eshte kjo rakia - i thote tjetri - Sa here e pi, hidhem dhe para se te arrij token, me ulet shpejtesia.<BR>Pasi mbaron fjaline,&nbsp; ekthen dhe nje dopio tjeter dhe hidhet prape. Tjetri&nbsp; ihabitur shef nga dritarja dhe me te vertet ju ul shpejtesia para se te arrinte token, dhe u ul pa asnje problem. Ai qe u hodh vjen perseri siper dhe tjetri do patjeter ta provoje. E kthen dhe ai nje dopio, hidhet nga dritarja dhe pllaq i hapen zorret ne asfalt. Ky tjetri qe u hodh me sukses, kerkon nje dopio tjeter por bartenderi i inatosur i thote:<BR>- Supermen, s'te jap me raki se behesh shum rob shkerdhat kur behesh tape</P>
<P><STRONG><FONT size=1>nga Toni1984</FONT></STRONG></P>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 18:14:00 -0100</pubDate>
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      <title><![CDATA[Majmuni i cuditshem]]></title>
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      <description><![CDATA[<P>Nje burr me nje majmun hyn ne nje bar. Burri porosit nje birre, ndersa majmuni fillon te hidhet verdalle, kap ca ullinj i ha, kap ca limona i ha, pastaj kercen te tavolina e bilardos dhe pertyp nje top bilardo. Bartenderi i habitur i thot te zotit:<BR>- E pe ca beri majmuni jo ?<BR>- Ca beri ? - e pyet i zoti<BR>- Hengri nje top bilardo te terin- ja kthen bartenderi.<BR>- Eshtee zakonshme, ha gjithmone cdo gje qe shef. Do paguaj un per demin qe beri - thote burri dhe largohet pasi paguan.<BR>Pas dy javesh i njejti person me majmunin kthehet perseri te bari dhe urdheron nje birre. Majmuni kercen mbi banak, kap nje qershi e fyt ne bythe e ncjerr dhe pastaj e ha. Bartenderi hap syte dhe i thote te zotit:<BR>- E pe ca beri majmuni ?<BR>- Ca beri ? - i thote i zoti.<BR>- E mori qershine, e futi njehere ne bythe dhe pastaj e hengri.<BR>- Oh esht normale - ja kthen i zoti- Akoma ha cdo gje qe shef, po qe nga ai topi bilardos, i mat njeher a do i dalin, pastaj i ha.</P>
<P><STRONG><FONT size=1>nga Toni1984</FONT></STRONG></P>]]></description>
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      <pubDate>Mon, 13 Aug 2007 18:04:00 -0100</pubDate>
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