Funny blog Versus Tickling blog?

“I don’t think your blog is funny,” said blogger A to blogger B jealously.
“Oh yeah? Look at yours. Is it a tickling blog?’ replied blogger B. “It’s ridiculous and dull.”
“I can’t believe it,” blogger A went on, “Funny writings you say about your blog? It’s only for corpse to cope with stress. Ha-ha-ha.”
“Wait, don’t you think your tickling writings are only able to tickle shadows?”
“Hey, what’s wrong with your eyes? My tickling blog, my tickling writings, all that I write to cope with stress, are grammatically right! Are you something of beginner of English as foreign language or what?”
“Really? What do people look for in the funny blog? Funny writings! They need entertainment, not rules of writings! I suggest that you should visit my funny blog and learn of my funny writings very carefully. Yes, you’d better learn from me how to write funny blog easily.”
“Ha-ha-ha. What a tickling idea, yet your blog is far from that. I’ll help you to cope with stress. Read my tickling writings more and more!”
“Oh yeah, eat this!”

Blogger B started to attack Blogger A. Blogger A, however, tried to defend himself. They fought and fought and fought fiercely.

Blogger B took a gun out of his jacket and ….

Bank!

How come? Blogger A laughed as if being tickled to feel the bullet bounce back of his body. He took off his shirt just to show his competitor a symbol S which was well known around the globe.

By the way, where're their blogs? To their surprise, the funny blog and the tickling bog they're talking about turned out to fall in love each other and now they walked arm and arm in the park nearby.

“Nuts!” said Mr. Google Search Engine who’s passing by.

See the blast that tickles you here
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A Blast of Curiosity: Zodiac Spoof

Here is the zodiac spoof :

Twelve fathers were being interrogated due to a series of children abuse. How come, the interrogator surprisingly said, “so, Mr. Aries you have a tendency to dictate. Remember your kid is not a pupil anymore! And you Mr. Taurus, you think you’re patient? But you handle your children with a firm hand, that’s too much. Here is another one, Mr. Cancer. You adore your children but you also torture them spiritually.”

Nobody responded. He went on, “seems to me you like to seize me, Mr. Leo, but you are not generous to a fault as every body says. Do you like reading a spoof article about California Divorce, anyway? Here you are Mr. Gemini, the fickle one of the zodiac sign. You always want to be a friend to your children, but admit it you are often inconsistent. And you Mr. Virgo don’t even think of giving your children more tasks, who says you are openly affectionate.”

“Well, who’s next? Mr. Scorpio? Mr. No-nonsense? Want to be highly respected, huh? And you Mr. Libra, are you normally sweet tempered and gentle? Mr. Sagittarius, do you indeed …

All of a sudden, there’s a blast in there. The front door was awfully broken and the interrogator was kicked out. Those cornered people turned out to struggle! The interrogator, running away in panic, could not believe what he heard behind.

“Hey, how about my business prospect in the future?”
“Will I win the position?”
“Will my wife be back home tomorrow?”
“Answer me first, or I’ll kick your ass!”

Well, that's all about spoof zodiac, hope you enjoy reading it.

Seldom Land and the King of Plop

Funny writings needed. Yes, all about any unusual things to tickle your fancy. You name it: Cinderrela,  holiday,  fortunetelling,  friendship, Obama and Osama, blogger, Superman, melon seller

And anybody wanting to cope with stress is be welcomed here in Seldom Land to read all the accepted funny writing materials; especially those in the sulks and no way would they have themselves tickled by their routine.

How about tickling my mustache? Can you do it, blogger?

Once upon a time a blogger who’d been working on a funny blog, getting interested in the project, paid a visit here and was given a chance to demonstrate his skill. To his amusement, the funny blog he had thought to be the funniest one failed to amuse Jichael Mackson, the founder of Seldom Land, well known also as the King of Plop, who urged any bloggers who had spoof blogs to have themselves tickled here in order to cope with stress.

However, Jichael started to laugh and laugh and laugh, not because of the content of the blog describing laughter as the best medicine; he only wanted to practice a great habit to anybody that laughter was indeed the best medicine. Everybody knew that to prove laughter as the best medicine; Jichael had to have undergone a series of plastic surgery to change his irritated face into a friendly one.

The people in Seldom Land were advisable to tell jokes to Jichael’s children who, on the other hand, were learning to create the best joke of the day to outdo the available jokes.

Mr. Mackson, the King of Plop, with the whole family in Seldom Land was never tired to suggest everyday if they wanted to cope with stress, they had to be ready to be tickled by funny remarks and should have their own jokes to share with here. Ironically, the king of fun died last week of a stop-laughing failure leaving all funny memories that kept laughing all the time.

He's gone after Michael Jackson buried

He never cared whether public recognized him or not. He was with Michael Jackson the whole of his life. He sang, danced and behaved the way the superstar did.

He knew all Jacko's secret, but he kept quiet if the press came for it--this never happened. He always had the knack of being secluded, yet Jacko never hid it from anybody when he was alive. Besides, who cared?

When he was a kid, he was not as black as that of Jacko's skin and neither would he have turned white after Jacko had plastic surgery. However, he admitted that Jacko was black.

He was always of a breast of Jacko's debut. But he was too timid to admit to being Jacko. Nobody could separate him from Jacko, as if they were twins. He would never answer if anybody ever asked about this.

We can't say, that one thing about this man, when Jacko set his mind to something, he would react. Did he learn early on about life and unscrupulous few? was he of the man who had endured much--loss of affection and confidence? Again, who cared?

He never tried to be as protective as possible as Jacko did, but only when Jacko wished. He was a short of fickle--only imitated all Jacko's gesture.

From nothing to nothing, just as human being existence; as soon as the corpse was buried, he's gone!

Anyway, Mr. Shadow, thanks so much for sharing a story of life with us.

Beloved lover

A lover was loved by any lovers all around the world. He loved them and they loved him. He was something of a romantic and every lover didn't think he was a flirt.

When he loved another lover, he did it at heart. He didn't care the other would feel the same thing too. He wasn't easily be in love, nor was he be out of love, but he was subject to love. He hardly said, "I love you," but love was always sparkled in the air and he loved it. More and more lovers kept loving him and asking for more love. He never hesitated to give them affection and share more love and happiness with them.

One day after having been visited by two new lovers who had just asked him an advice on love, he feel asleep on a lovingly spring bed. How come? He had a dream of lovers who kept coming to his house and asking an advice on love!

He told them hat he needed some rest; he was awfully tired! But those lovers insisted, forcing him to get away form this.

"We love you," running after him outdoor they yelled, "and we love you to give us more advice on love."
"Not now! I'm exhausted!"
"True lover never feel exhausted!"
"Not now, not now, please ...," the lover was awakened in panic. He was perspiring.
"Thanks God. it's only a dream. I might have killed myself if it had been true," he sighed.

But to his surprise, when he opened the front door a few minutes afterward, he was met by an uproar of crazy lovers standing in line out there crying out, " we love you and we love you to give us more advice on love!"

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An unusual family gathering

While Mr. Google Search Engine was sharing his problem with Mr. Bloggerdotcom, Ms. Alexadotcom was lying in the sun by the seashore. Beside her was Ms. Technoratidotcom was looking on. They're having a family gathering which was sponsored by Mr. Nurman who's learning to tickle every body's fancy. The sky was very very clear.

"I wonder", said Mr. Search Engine. "Why people keep coming to visit me and asking for silly reference as to how to making money within a few seconds."

"Really?" Is that what you think?" replied Mr. Bloggerdotcom. "But you know, how many people have submitted to me and asked my service to dress them up? It's great, so colorful and creative. And I really like to help for free."
"We are the most honorable gentlemen on the net, right?" concluded Mr. Search Engine.

"Who said that?" Ms. Alexadotcom disagreed. "How about me and her." Ms. Technorati who was pointed at, raised her eyebrow. "Without me, all bloggers around the globe will never know their ranks' improvement. "And without me," added Ms. tehcnorati, they will never go anywhere. "So gentlemen, please welcome ... the most favorable ladies on the net," declared Ms. tehcnoraty imitating a TV host

"Objection!" there was hoarse voice breaking in belonging to Mr. Gmaildotcom who had already finished swimming. Behind him were Mr. Yahoodotcom, and Mr. Hotmaldotcom who seemed to be in a bad mood.

It's going to be a great moment to have pictures of them. They're going to argue with one another!" exclaimed Mr. Shareapicnet who happened to be on the spot to Mr. cafefressdotcom who was wearing his newest up-to-date glossy T-short.
"Yeah, especially if they'd like to wear my product," said Mr. cafefressdotcom

To nobody awareness, from a distance, a shadow was keeping an eye on them. He turned out to have a notebook with him and began to type. "What are you going to review Mr. payperpostdotcom?" he said to himself.

Since he hadn't got any idea yet, lazily he typed a first sentence: Have you successfully tickle every body's fancy Mr. Nurman?

Anyone knows where they are?

Chubby Michael Blogging Jackson, age 7, is reported missing from his home on Narrow Street. Mike who is six feet ninety nine inches weighs 275 pounds and has very long curly hair. He has pale complexion and blue eyes. When last seen he was wearing a tickling red and blue web costume and laughing at himself on the street. (He might have read a tickling writing entitled Seldom Land and the King of Plop somewhere around this blog)


Don't catch me if you can. I'm not being hunted!

Britney Funny Spears, age 81 failed to return to her How-to-cope-with-stress residence on Friday night. Ms. Spears, who is two feet two inches tall, weighs 5 pounds and has long green hair. She was veiled over and was having words with the one singing her favorite song: I'm not a girl not yet a woman when last seen.

Relatives of Dr. Jacky Chan report that he disappeared from his Noisy Street apartment on May 1 and has not been seen since. Dr. Chan is recovering from an insomnia and it is feared he may be thinking himself as Popeye the sailor. Dr. Chan is 21 and about eight feet tall. He weighs 399 pounds and has curly gray hair. At the time of his disappearance he was wearing a sarong and running after a clever mouse named Jerry.

Aladdin, the author of a tickling blog, disappeared after swallowed by funny Ginnie last Friday. Amazingly, he felt tickled inside and now is blogging!

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