<?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-9313432</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:13:27.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>the story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverjimbob.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9313432/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverjimbob.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>www.whatever.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10070068344702653761</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>1</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9313432.post-110134196709992517</id><published>2004-11-24T16:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-11-25T17:06:28.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>the story</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Comic Sans Ms;font-size:130%;color:2211aa;"&gt;Once jimbob was swimming in a bowl of spaghetti when all of a sudden jimbo came along and had a cheesecake. Then jimbob took the chesecake. Then jimbo said things. And then stuff happened. "Oh my cheesecake", he said. After that they cut the cheesecake. Once the cheesecake was cut they said "Holy Fish sticks". then jimbo left, and jimbob was parmesan. He needed more cheese to talk to, so he called his girlfriend, Wixsnay, and they were and they were playing a game, and then all of a sudden shizzle happened. Then the spaghetti BURNED!!! They jumped out quickly, and went surfing in the desert. And they were cactus, and they were happy. To read more, click aqui: &lt;form action="http://wwww.whateverjimbob.blogspot.com/" method="link"&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="here"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/9313432-110134196709992517?l=whateverjimbob.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whateverjimbob.blogspot.com/feeds/110134196709992517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9313432&amp;postID=110134196709992517' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9313432/posts/default/110134196709992517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9313432/posts/default/110134196709992517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whateverjimbob.blogspot.com/2004/11/story.html' title='the story'/><author><name>www.whatever.com</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10070068344702653761</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></feed>
