<?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-8933739701958316994</id><updated>2011-09-17T04:10:15.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glume de bun gust</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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>55</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933739701958316994.post-6723511598715791076</id><published>2010-02-03T01:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:46:32.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cine la facut pe om?</title><content type='html'>Dan Puric: M-a intrebat pustiul meu cand avea cinci ani: ”Tata, pe om l-a facut Dumnezeu sau se trage din maimuta?”. “Ba pe om l-a facut Dumnezeu, dar sunt cativa care se trag din maimuta, iti arata tata maine la teatru”.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6723511598715791076?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6723511598715791076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6723511598715791076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6723511598715791076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6723511598715791076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2010/02/cine-la-facut-pe-om.html' title='cine la facut pe om?'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8789151806209771119</id><published>2010-02-03T00:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T00:41:17.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miorita noua</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;MIORITA-VIOLET&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Pe-un picior de plai,&lt;br /&gt;La Izvor, pe Splai,&lt;br /&gt;Iată vin la vale&lt;br /&gt;Pentru confruntare,&lt;br /&gt;Două siluete&lt;br /&gt;Mândre, violete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unul e Traian,&lt;br /&gt;Baciul constăntean&lt;br /&gt;Mergand pe furiş,&lt;br /&gt;Şi privind cruciş.&lt;br /&gt;Cu engleza "unsă",&lt;br /&gt;Si şuviţa tunsă.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iar celălalt e,&lt;br /&gt;Lider PSD.&lt;br /&gt;Familist convins,&lt;br /&gt;Prostănac distins,&lt;br /&gt;Care bea şampanii&lt;br /&gt;Când il bat duşmanii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se strânse Băselu'&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu tot cartelu'&lt;br /&gt;Şi se tot vorbiră&lt;br /&gt;Şi se sfatuiră&lt;br /&gt;Pe l-apus de soare&lt;br /&gt;Fix la confruntare&lt;br /&gt;In seara senină&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu lună plină,&lt;br /&gt;Să-i pună lui Geoană,&lt;br /&gt;Sare drept pe rană.&lt;br /&gt;Şi să-i dea incet&lt;br /&gt;Flăcări violet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi cum se gândiră&lt;br /&gt;Indată porniră.&lt;br /&gt;După doar o  tură&lt;br /&gt;Pe Geoană-l făcură&lt;br /&gt;Una-cu-pamântu',&lt;br /&gt;Că s-a dus la Vântu..&lt;br /&gt;Şi cu tot cu Crinu'&lt;br /&gt;El pierdu scrutinu'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imbătat cu suc,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Arial;"&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; color: rgb(128, 0, 128);"&gt;Victor Hrebenciuc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Vine si declară&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Că atunci, joi seară&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;S-au aprins încet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: 700; font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(128, 0, 128); font-family: Arial;"&gt;Flăcări violet,&lt;br /&gt;Luminând în şoapte&lt;br /&gt;Un mandat de-o noapte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De această dată,&lt;br /&gt;Foarte revoltată,&lt;br /&gt;Mihaela Geoană&lt;br /&gt;Ca o primă-doamnă&lt;br /&gt;Declară că ştie&lt;br /&gt;Că a fost magie&lt;br /&gt;Acuzând frenetic&lt;br /&gt;De-atac energetic.&lt;br /&gt;Căci soţul iubit&lt;br /&gt;Atunci i-a şoptit:&lt;br /&gt;"Au, dragostea mea,&lt;br /&gt;M-a pişcat ceva".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Şi o tară-ntreagă&lt;br /&gt;Nu poa' sa-nţeleagă,&lt;br /&gt;Care vrăjitoare&lt;br /&gt;Ar putea fi-n stare&lt;br /&gt;Să facă magie&lt;br /&gt;La preşedinţie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Băsescu declară&lt;br /&gt;Ca să ştie-o ţară :&lt;br /&gt;"Vinovat mă fac&lt;br /&gt;De acel atac.&lt;br /&gt;Avea Boc la el&lt;br /&gt;Patru Duracell&lt;br /&gt;Şi m-a sfătuit&lt;br /&gt;Ca să le inghit&lt;br /&gt;C-o să-mi dea vigoare,&lt;br /&gt;Pentru confruntare.&lt;br /&gt;Dar era prea mult,&lt;br /&gt;C-am mâncat iaurt.&lt;br /&gt;Şi vrând sa le-ascund&lt;br /&gt;Le-am băgat in fund.&lt;br /&gt;(Şi-acum d-asta par&lt;br /&gt;Şi eu  găozar).&lt;br /&gt;Şi-ntr-un plin avânt,&lt;br /&gt;Am scăpat un vânt&lt;br /&gt;Plin de energii,&lt;br /&gt;De la baterii&lt;br /&gt;Ce-a purtat incet&lt;br /&gt;Flăcări violet,&lt;br /&gt;Ce-atarnau cu greu&lt;br /&gt;Prin-prejurul meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si cand a simţit&lt;br /&gt;Geoană s-a oprit,&lt;br /&gt;A oprit cuvântu'&lt;br /&gt;Că îi place ..."Vantu'..".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Din acel moment&lt;br /&gt;N-a mai fost atent&lt;br /&gt;Doar puţin surprins&lt;br /&gt;Fiindcă l-am invins.&lt;br /&gt;Tre' să spun cinstit&lt;br /&gt;N-aş fi reuşit&lt;br /&gt;Fără-al meu secret:&lt;br /&gt;.....Flăcări violet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; color: rgb(0, 0, 255); font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/8933739701958316994-8789151806209771119?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8789151806209771119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8789151806209771119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8789151806209771119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8789151806209771119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2010/02/miorita-noua.html' title='Miorita noua'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8673720457007098681</id><published>2009-04-15T07:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T07:37:24.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pentru 25 de centi ............</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000080;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cu citiva ani in urma un pastor care venea din alt stat, a acceptat o pozitie la o Biserica din Hudson, Texas. Dupa citeva saptamini de la sosire, a avut ocazia sa mearga cu autobuzul de la el de acasa pina in partea veche a orasului. S-a urcat in autobuz, si-a cumparat bilet, dar cind s-a asezat jos pe scaun si s-a uitat la restul ce l-a primit, a realizat ca soferul autobuzului i-a dat mai mult inapoi decit trebuia. In mintea lui considera ce are de facut si gindii cam asa …”mai bine sa-i dau cei 25 de centi inapoi”…gindi el…”nu e drept sa-i tin”…Apoi se gindi iara…”Nu sint decit 25 de centi cui ii pasa de atita? Compania de autobuze si asa ne ia prea multi bani, n-o sa le lipseasca tocmai banutii astia. Ii accept ca pe un dar de la Dumnezeu si-mi vad de treaba…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cind veni insa statia unde trebuia sa se dea jos, se oprii in fata soferului pentru citeva clipe si ii spuse…&lt;br /&gt;-”Uite tine aici , ca mi-ai dat prea mult rest cind am cumparat biletul…”Soferul zimbii si raspunse…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Nu esti tu noul pastor din oras?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-“Da” raspunse acesta…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In ultima vreme m-am gindit sa ma duc si eu la o biserica sa ma inchin. Asa ca intentionat ti-am dat mai mult inapoi sa vad ce faci. Te vad duminica la Biserica…”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pastorul pasi jos de pe treapta autobuzului si in mod real se prinse cu amindoua miinile de primul stilp intilnit in cale…sa nu cada…se tinu de el si spuse stins…”Doamne…aproape ca ti-am vindut din nou Fiul…pentru 25 de centi…”&lt;br /&gt;…………………&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#800080;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viata noastra este probabil singura Biblie pe care unii oameni o vor citi . Imaginati-va citi oameni va privesc si va pun uneori in fata unor teste. Fiti totdeauna pregatiti sa dati seama de faptele voastre.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cind iti spui crestin, porti acest nume ca o emblema…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pazeste-ti gindurile ca ele vor deveni &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cuvinte&lt;/span&gt;…ai grija de cuvinte, ca ele devin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;actiuni.&lt;/span&gt; Fii atent la actiunile tale ca ele devin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;obiceiuri,&lt;/span&gt; iar acestea iti vor daltui &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;caracterul.&lt;/span&gt; Caracterul tau este mai la urma &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;destinul tau&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nu-l da pe o nimica toata…nu-l pretui cu ceva maruntis&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8673720457007098681?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8673720457007098681/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8673720457007098681' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8673720457007098681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8673720457007098681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/pentru-25-de-centi.html' title='pentru 25 de centi ............'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-3316192150949723058</id><published>2009-04-14T22:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:59:47.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despre parlamentari</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Courier New;"&gt;Un individ e nevoit sa opreasca masina datorita unui blocaj al traficului.&lt;br /&gt; Deodata, cineva ii bate in geam:&lt;br /&gt;- Domnule, teroristii au ocupat Parlamentul Romaniei si cer 10 milioane dedolari rascumparare ca sa-i elibereze pe parlamentari. Altfel ameninta ca ii vor stropi cu benzina si le vor da foc. Acum mergem din masina in masina si facem o cheta&lt;br /&gt;- Bine, si cat da fiecare? zice omul din masina.&lt;br /&gt;- Cam 5 litri.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-3316192150949723058?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3316192150949723058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=3316192150949723058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3316192150949723058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3316192150949723058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/04/despre-parlamentari.html' title='despre parlamentari'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-3322451289547250777</id><published>2009-03-05T10:03:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T10:03:27.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROVERBE STRICT ROMANESTI -</title><content type='html'>Ca romanu' nu-i nici unu', unde-s multi putea fi unu'!! - Fie painea cit de rea, tot ti-o fura cineva. - Cine ne viziteza ne face onoare, cine nu, placere. - Ne nastem goi, uzi si flaminzi. De abia dupa aceea lucrurile se inrautatesc. - In viata sunt doua cuvinte care deschid multe usi: "trage" si "impinge". - Omul intelept isi face vara sanie si iarna o pune pe foc. - Cine fura azi un ou si se lasa prins...e bou!!! - Proverb marinaresc: "Iubeste-ti copilul ca si cum ar fi al tau" - Nicio fapta buna nu scapa nepedepsita! - Cum iti asterni, cum vine altul si se culca in locul tau. - Ai carte, ai cu ce sa te stergi la fund. - Daca totul a iesit bine, inseamna ca ai gresit undeva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-3322451289547250777?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3322451289547250777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=3322451289547250777' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3322451289547250777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3322451289547250777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/03/proverbe-strict-romanesti.html' title='PROVERBE STRICT ROMANESTI -'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-300759618659601601</id><published>2009-03-04T13:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T14:00:32.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Motive pentru care ii suntem datori mamei</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="RO"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://mail.google.com/mail/?ui=2&amp;amp;ik=4b772b3408&amp;amp;view=att&amp;amp;th=11fd09e69f80bac0&amp;amp;attid=0.1&amp;amp;disp=emb&amp;amp;zw" style="border-width: 0px;" border="0" height="32" width="32" /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Mama m-a invatat SA APRECIEZ O TREABA BINE FACUTA   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;font-size:78%;color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="background: white none repeat scroll 0% 0%; margin-bottom: 12pt; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9pt; font-family: Verdana;" lang="RO"&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  "Daca vreti sa va omorati intre voi, mergeti afara.  De-abia am   terminat de facut curat" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. Mama m-a invatat ce e RELIGIA   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Roaga-te sa iasa pata aia din covor" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  3. Mama m-a invatat ce e LOGICA    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;"Pentru ca asa am zis eu,de-aia" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  4. Mama m-a invatat MAI MULTA LOGICA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Daca cazi de pe leagan si-ti rupi gatul, nu te mai iau cu mine in   oras"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Mama m-a invatat ce e IRONIA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Plangi in continuare, si o sa-ti dau eu motive pt.  care sa   plangi" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Mama m-a invatat ce e CONTORSIONISMUL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Uita-te la murdaria de pe ceafa ta " &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;7. Mama m-a invatat ce e VREMEA       &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Camera ta arata de parca a trecut o tornada prin ea" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;8. Mama m-a invatat ce e IPOCRIZIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Daca ti-am zis o data, ti-am zis de un milion de ori: Nu   exagera!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;9. Mama m-a invatat despre CICLICITATEA   VIETII &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Eu te-am facut,eu te omor!" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10. Mama m-a invatat despre SCHIMBAREA   COMPORTAMENTULUI  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Nu te mai comporta ca taica-tau" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;11. Mama m-a invatat ce e INVIDIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "In lume sunt milioane de copii mai putin norocosi care nu au parintii   la fel de minunati cum ai tu" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12. Mama m-a invatat ce e ASTEPTAREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;     &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   "Asteapta numai pana ajungem acasa" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;13. Mama m-a invatat ce inseamna A PRIMI      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "O sa ti-o primesti cand ajungem acasa" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;14. Mama m-a invatat ce e UMORUL   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Cand o sa-ti tai degetele de la picioare jucandu-te cu masina de tuns   iarba, sa nu alergi plangand la mine" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;15. Mama m-a invatat CUM SA DEVIN UN ADULT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;      &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Daca nu mananci legume, nu o sa mai cresti niciodata" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;16. Mama m-a invatat ce e GENETICA  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;    &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Esti exact ca taica-tau" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;17. Mama m-a invatat despre ARBORELE MEU   GENEALOGIC  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  "Inchide usa dupa tine. Ti de pare ca te-ai nascut intr-un   cort?" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;18. Mama m-a invatat ce e INTELEPCIUNEA      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   "Cand o sa fii de varsta mea, o sa intelegi" &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;19. Si preferata mea, mama m-a invatat ce e   JUSTITIA    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;   "Intr-o buna zi, o sa ai si tu copii. Si sper ca o sa fie exact ca   si tine"&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-300759618659601601?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/300759618659601601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=300759618659601601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/300759618659601601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/300759618659601601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/03/motive-pentru-care-ii-suntem-datori.html' title='Motive pentru care ii suntem datori mamei'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2297805434452054026</id><published>2009-02-26T08:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T08:57:27.342-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cele 7 minuni ale comunismului De, Ziarul de Vrancea</title><content type='html'>Cele 7 minuni ale comunismului De, Ziarul de Vrancea | 24.02.2009 1. Toata lumea avea de lucru. 2. Desi toata lumea avea de lucru, nimeni nu muncea. 3. Desi nimeni nu muncea, planul se facea peste 100%. 4. Desi planul se facea peste 100%, nu puteai cumpara nimic. 5. Desi nu gaseai nimic de cumparat, toata lumea avea de toate. 6. Desi toata lumea avea de toate, toti furau. 7. Desi toti furau, niciodata nu lipsea nimic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2297805434452054026?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2297805434452054026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2297805434452054026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2297805434452054026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2297805434452054026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/cele-7-minuni-ale-comunismului-de.html' title='Cele 7 minuni ale comunismului De, Ziarul de Vrancea'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-1104114407900816286</id><published>2009-02-20T08:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T08:07:36.373-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cu gaze .....</title><content type='html'>O babuta suna la serviciul - situatii exceptionale: - Alo! In apartamentul meu miroase a gaz... - Dar ati pornit plita de gaz? - De dimineata e pornita. - Dar chibritul l-ati aprins ? - Nu, acusi il aprind..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1104114407900816286?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1104114407900816286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1104114407900816286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1104114407900816286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1104114407900816286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/02/cu-gaze.html' title='cu gaze .....'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5840246479748043008</id><published>2009-02-20T04:04:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T04:04:37.125-08:00</updated><title type='text'>doctori</title><content type='html'>Doctorul american spune: 'La noi in America medicina e asa de avansata, ca scoatem un rinichi de la unu', il transplantam la altu' si dupa 6 saptamani ala deja isi cauta de lucru!' Doctorul german raspunde: 'E nimica toata, la noi in Germania scoatem un plaman de la unu', il transplantam la altu' si dupa 4 saptamani ala deja isi cauta de lucru!' Doctorul rus spune: 'Nici asta nu-i mare scofala, la noi in Rusia scoatem 1/2 de inima de la unu', o transplantam la altu' si dupa 2 saptamani amandoi deja isi cauta de lucru!' Se scoala doctorul roman si raspunde: 'N-avem ce sa comparam, toti sunteti inapoiati fata de noi: la noi in Romania am luat unul fara creier si fara inima la finalul lui 2008, l-am pus prim ministru si acum toti isi cauta de lucru!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5840246479748043008?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5840246479748043008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5840246479748043008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5840246479748043008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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meu handicapat&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus NU&lt;br /&gt;Spiritul sau este intreg, iar corpul sau este trecator.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am cerut lui Dumnezeu sa-mi dea rabdare.&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus NU&lt;br /&gt;Rabdarea este un derivat al durerilor; ea nu se acorda, ea se invata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am cerut lui Dumnezeu sa-mi dea fericire.&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus NU.&lt;br /&gt;Eu iti dau binecuvantare; fericirea este in tine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am cerut lui Dumnezeu sa ma scape de durere,&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus NU&lt;br /&gt;Suferinta te face sa lasi la o parte grijile lumesti si te aduce aproape de Mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I -am cerut lui Dumnezeu sa creasca spiritul meu&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus Nu&lt;br /&gt;Tu trebuie sa te cresti pe tine insuti dar ma voi ingriji ca sa fii roditor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am cerut lui Dumnezeu toate lucrurile care ar putea sa-mi incante viata&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu mi-a spus Nu&lt;br /&gt;Eu ti-am dat viata, asa ca poti sa te bucuri de toate lucrurile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I-am cerut lui Dumnezeu sa ma ajute sa- i IUBESC pe altii, asa de mult cat ma iubeste El pe mine.&lt;br /&gt;Dumnezeu a spus...Ahhhhh, in sfarsit ti-a venit ideea cea buna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1847708208470017412?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1847708208470017412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1847708208470017412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1847708208470017412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933739701958316994.post-6412426887784460271</id><published>2009-01-17T03:30:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T03:30:19.625-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Globalizare ...........................</title><content type='html'>Care este cel mai bun exemplu de globalizare? Raspuns: Moartea printesei Diana! Intrebare: Cum asa ? Raspuns: O printesa engleza cu un amant egiptean, are un accident intr-un tunel francez, intr-o masina germana cu motor olandez, condusa de un belgian, beat cu wiskey scotian, urmarita fiind indeaproape de paparazzii italieni pe motociclete japoneze. Printesa era tratata de un doctor american cu medicamente braziliene. Si chestia asta iti este trimisa de un roman care foloseste tehnologia lu’ Bill Gates iar tu o citesti pe o clona de IBM care folosesc cipuri taivaneze, cu monitor corean, asamblate de muncitori din Bangladesh intr-o fabrica din Singapore, transportata cu vapoare de indieni, si descarcate de tigani…&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6412426887784460271?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6412426887784460271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6412426887784460271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6412426887784460271'/><link rel='self' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8933739701958316994.post-4570639752194832156</id><published>2009-01-15T11:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T11:55:36.622-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cu mosi</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Doi mosi stateau pe o banca: - Auzi , o vezi pe tipa aia? moare dupa mine! - Da de unde stii? - Doar n-o sa moara inaintea mea...&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/8933739701958316994-4570639752194832156?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4570639752194832156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>hotii</title><content type='html'>Cica s-a inventat un robot care prinde hoti. In china a prins in 5 minute 100 de hoti, in America a prins in 5 minute 200 de hoti, in Romania in 5 minute s-a furat robotul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6294708059917096356?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6294708059917096356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6294708059917096356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6294708059917096356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6294708059917096356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/hotii.html' title='hotii'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-6283490912433177976</id><published>2009-01-15T08:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T08:36:30.171-08:00</updated><title type='text'>probleme cu UE</title><content type='html'>Uniunea Europeana vrea sa amendeze Romania pentru cruzimea cu care taie porcii de Craciun. Pentru a rezolva problema, geneticienii romani au inventat porcul EMO, care se taie singur&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6283490912433177976?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6283490912433177976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6283490912433177976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6283490912433177976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6283490912433177976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/probleme-cu-ue.html' title='probleme cu UE'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-1073339742225609637</id><published>2009-01-07T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-07T08:09:21.128-08:00</updated><title type='text'>vrabia si mercedesul</title><content type='html'>Un tip pe autostrada cu mercedesu'. viteza mare. dintr-o data: poooooc! o vrabie direct in parbriz. se da tipul jos. vede ca vrabia nu era chiar moarta, doar inconstienta asa ca o ia. o duce acasa, o ingrijeste, o pune intr-o colivie draguta si ii pune alaturi paine, apa, etc. No, la un moment dat se trezeste vrabia. Deschide ochii, de uita in jur: gratii. se ma uita un pic si vede paine si apa. zice:"Aoleu! Sa vezi ca l-am omorat pe tipul cu mercedesu'!!!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1073339742225609637?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1073339742225609637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1073339742225609637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1073339742225609637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1073339742225609637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2009/01/vrabia-si-mercedesul.html' title='vrabia si mercedesul'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8309589434268495834</id><published>2008-09-24T12:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T12:26:47.805-07:00</updated><title type='text'>angajati</title><content type='html'>Cinci reguli ale vietii de angajat: 1. Sa nu gandesti. 2. Daca gandesti, sa nu spui. 3. Daca spui, sa nu scrii. 4. Daca scrii, sa nu semnezi. 5. Daca semnezi,...... sa nu te miri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8309589434268495834?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8309589434268495834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8309589434268495834' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8309589434268495834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8309589434268495834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/09/angajati.html' title='angajati'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5613351388789601041</id><published>2008-09-02T07:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T07:03:49.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banca ...........</title><content type='html'>La banca vine un batranel care cere sa i se acorde un credit destul de mare. Putin jenat angajatul bancii il intreaba: "Ce varsta aveti? "85 de ani", raspunde senin batranelul. "Stiti, la aceasta varsta aveti nevoie de cineva care sa garanteze ca veti achita imprumutul", ii explica functionarul." "A, nici o problema, vin cu tata!" Blocat, functionarul exclama: "Cu tata? Imposibil! Dar cati ani are?" "110", replica batranul. "Haideti, va rog,", insista el. "Stiti, avem nevoie de bani pentru nunta bunicului." Din ce in ce mai uimit, angajatul bancii intreaba: "Dar cati ani are bunicul dumneavoastra?" "140", veni raspunsul. "140?", striga functionarul. "Si la varsta asta mai vrea sa se insoare?" La care batranelul raspunse, facand cu ochiul: "Ei, nu prea vrea el,dar il imping parintii!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5613351388789601041?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5613351388789601041/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5613351388789601041' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5613351388789601041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5613351388789601041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/09/banca.html' title='Banca ...........'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-9035753672235461212</id><published>2008-07-23T00:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T00:18:39.662-07:00</updated><title type='text'>crocodili</title><content type='html'>Metoda logica de vanat crocodili: Materiale necesare: Un sezlong, un volum de poezie contemporana, o luneta, o penseta si o cutiuta. Mod de operare: Te duci pe malul Nilului, sau unde stii tu ca sunt crocodili, te intinzi pe sezlong, iei volumul de poezie tanara si te apuci sa citesti. Fiind poezie tanara, adormi imediat. Crocodilul te vede si-si zice: "Hopa! Micul dejun". Se apropie si da sa te manance, moment in care observa volumul de poezie contemporana si, curios, incepe sa-l rasfoiasca. Fiind poezie tanara, adoarme imediat. Tu, care-ai adormit inaintea lui, logic, te si trezesti inaintea lui. Iei luneta, o tii invers si te uiti la crocodil. Iei penseta si-l pui in cutiuta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-9035753672235461212?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/9035753672235461212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=9035753672235461212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/9035753672235461212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/9035753672235461212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/07/crocodili.html' title='crocodili'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-6355391418672528189</id><published>2008-07-07T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T12:09:53.279-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zeciuiala</title><content type='html'>There were two men shipwrecked on this island. The minute they got on to the island one of them started screaming and yelling, "We're going to die! We're going to die!  There's no food!  No water!  We're going to die!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man was propped up against a palm tree and acting so calmly it drove the first man crazy. "Don't you understand?!? We're going to die!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man replied, "You don't understand, I make $100,000 a week."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first man looked at him quite dumbfounded and asked, "What difference does that make?!?  We're on an island with no food and no water! We're going to DIE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second man answered, "You just don't get it. I make $100,000 a week and I tithe ten percent on that $100,000 a week. My pastor will find me!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6355391418672528189?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6355391418672528189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6355391418672528189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6355391418672528189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6355391418672528189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/07/zeciuiala.html' title='Zeciuiala'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-6866374887238892385</id><published>2008-07-01T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:41:06.835-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ce zici</title><content type='html'>Intelegandu-i pe ingineri - Actul Unu Doi studenti la inginerie mergeau prin campus cand unul dintre ei spune: - De unde ai bicicleta asta superba? Al doilea raspunde: -Sa vezi, ieri mergeam pe aici gandindu-ma la referatele mele, cand a aparut in fata mea o femeie foarte frumoasa pe aceasta bicicleta. Si-a scos toate hainele si mi-a spus: "Ia de la mine orice poftesti". Celalalt da din cap intelegator si zice: - Ai facut o alegere buna. Hainele ei probabil nu ti se potriveau!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6866374887238892385?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6866374887238892385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6866374887238892385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6866374887238892385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6866374887238892385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/07/ce-zici.html' title='ce zici'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2437985069189863953</id><published>2008-07-01T09:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-01T09:37:20.407-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pareri</title><content type='html'>Optimistul: paharul e pe jumatate plin. - Pesimistul: paharul e pe jumatate gol. - Inginerul: paharul are dublu din capacitatea necesara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2437985069189863953?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2437985069189863953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2437985069189863953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2437985069189863953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2437985069189863953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/07/pareri.html' title='pareri'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-9005634844638482711</id><published>2008-06-27T13:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:50:57.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la bac</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="PostContent"&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dacă tot este BAC-ul atunci să ne amuzăm niţel:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;La BAC se prezintă elevi cu diferite pregătiri. Intră primul foarte pregătit şi iese radios:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Cum a fost&lt;/em&gt;? îl intreabă ceilalţi.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;E… ca între profesori&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Adică…?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Ei întrebau, eu răspundeam, ne completam…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intră al doilea şi la ieşire aceeaşi întrebare:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Cum a fost&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Ca de la profesori la elev… ei întrebau, eu răspundeam, mă mai ajutau ei&lt;/em&gt;…&lt;br /&gt;Intră al treilea… şi la ieşire:&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Cum a fost&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;E… cum să fie… ca între pop&lt;/em&gt;i…&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Cum aşa&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;em&gt;Păi ei întrebau, eu îmi făceam cruce, eu răspundeam, îşi făceau ei cruce&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-9005634844638482711?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/9005634844638482711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=9005634844638482711' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/9005634844638482711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/9005634844638482711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-bac.html' title='la bac'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-4631987851059567746</id><published>2008-06-27T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T13:09:36.041-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fish</title><content type='html'>his old fisherman would go out in his boat every morning and come back about an hour later with a cooler filled with fish. The game warden got suspicious as to how the old guy always caught so many fish in such a short time. So he invited himself fishing with the old guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They went to the middle of the lake, the old guy pulls out a stick of dynamite and throws it overboard. Boom! Fish start floating to the surface and the old guy starts scooping them up in his net.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The game warden says, "You can't do that. It's illegal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old guy quietly lights another stick of dynamite, hands it to the game warden and says, "You gonna talk or are you gonna fish?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-4631987851059567746?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4631987851059567746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=4631987851059567746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4631987851059567746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4631987851059567746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/fish.html' title='fish'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-4611969474148765669</id><published>2008-06-27T12:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-27T12:35:22.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>leul ....</title><content type='html'>Cica iese leul dimineata nervos din casa si da prima data cu ochii de vulpe: - Asculta sireato, cine e regele animalelor ? - Tu, tu, tu esti, maria ta, zice vulpea uda de frica. Mai merge si da peste lup: - Ia zi ma fraiere, cine e regele animalelor, ca-ti mananc ficatii acu! - Maria ta, zice lupul galben de frica. Mai merge el... Intr-o poiana elefantul manca linistit niste iarba: - Ia zi ma, umflatule, cine e regele animalelor, ca-ti scot inima acu. Elefantul ll prinde cu trompa dupa cap, il izbeste de vreo 3 copaci si-l lasa lat in mijlocul drumului, pascand in continuare netulburat. Leul sta incostient vreo juma de ora, si pleaca schiopatand si mormaind: - Ei daca nu stii, nu stii si gata, nu trebuie sa devii violent !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-4611969474148765669?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4611969474148765669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=4611969474148765669' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4611969474148765669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4611969474148765669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/leul.html' title='leul ....'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5578804801646423675</id><published>2008-06-26T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:39:02.484-07:00</updated><title type='text'>papagali</title><content type='html'>Ion pleaca in concediu, in strainatate, iar la plecare Gheorghe il roaga sa-i aduca si lui un papagal. La intoarcere, Ion, care a uitat sa-i cumpere un papagal, ii ia o bufnita si-i spune lui Gheorghe ca e papagal regal... O saptamana mai tarziu, se intalnesc la o bere, iar Ion il intreaba pe Gheorghe daca papagalul a inceput sa vorbeasca. Gheorghe raspunde: - Bai, inca nu vorbeste, dar tu stii ce atent se uita?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5578804801646423675?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5578804801646423675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5578804801646423675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5578804801646423675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5578804801646423675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/papagali.html' title='papagali'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-6013576565638763971</id><published>2008-06-26T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T13:38:12.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Note ....</title><content type='html'>Tata am luat un 4 la matematica! Jap., pleosc ., trosc.Tatal il bate mar. A doua zi iar: -Tata am luat un 4 la fizica! Jap., pleosc ., trosc.Tatal iar il bate mar. A treia zi: -Tata am luat un 10 la muzica! Jap., pleosc ., trosc.Tatal iar il bate mar. -Bine tata dar am luat un 10. -Dupa ce ca nu invetzi , itzi mai arde shi de cantat&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-6013576565638763971?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/6013576565638763971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=6013576565638763971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6013576565638763971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/6013576565638763971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/note.html' title='Note ....'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-7089708975915364335</id><published>2008-06-20T11:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T11:28:56.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>despre aur</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;There once was a rich man who was near death. He was very grieved                  because he had worked so hard for his money and he wanted to be                  able to take it with him to heaven. So he began to pray that he                  might be able to take some of his wealth with him.&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;An angel hears his plea and appears to him, "Sorry, but                  you can't take your wealth with you."&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;The man implores the angel to speak to God to see if He might                  bend the rules.&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;The man continues to pray that his wealth could follow him. The                  angel reappears and informs the man that God has decided to allow                  him to take one suitcase with him. Overjoyed, the man gathers                  his largest suitcase and fills it with pure gold bars and places                  it beside his bed.&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;Soon afterward the man dies and shows up at the Gates of Heaven                  to greet St. Peter. Seeing the suitcase Peter says, "Hold                  on, you can't bring that in here!"&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;But the man explains to him that he has permission and asks him                  to verify his story with the Lord. Sure enough, Peter checks and                  comes back saying, "You're right. You are allowed one carry-on                  bag, but I'm supposed to check its contents before letting it                  through."&lt;/p&gt;               &lt;p&gt;Peter opens the suitcase to inspect the worldly items that the                  man found too precious to leave behind and exclaims, "You                  brought pavement?!?!"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-7089708975915364335?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7089708975915364335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=7089708975915364335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/7089708975915364335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/7089708975915364335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/despre-aur.html' title='despre aur'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-1669988674155642084</id><published>2008-06-20T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T01:15:08.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Curentul electric</title><content type='html'>Se plimba politistul prin sectie intr-o noapte foarte ingandurat . Comandantul il vede si il intreaba: - Spune-mi te rog de ce esti asa ingandurat ,de aproape o saptamana vad ca ceva te framanta!? - Pai comandante ,stau si eu si ma gandesc unde se duce curentul electric cand stingem noi luminile! -Ma sa stii ca te gandesti bine! lasa-ma sa gasesc eu raspunsul si te informez. Dupa o saptamana vine Comandantul grabit la politist si zice: -Stingeti toate luminile in sectie! Acum Deschideti frigiderul. -Acum vezi ma unde se ducea toata lumina??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1669988674155642084?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1669988674155642084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1669988674155642084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1669988674155642084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1669988674155642084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/curentul-electric.html' title='Curentul electric'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-4527295270651217143</id><published>2008-06-13T13:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T13:09:59.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'>politist</title><content type='html'>Un sofer ajunge cu masina pe malul unui riu si-l intreaba pe un politist care pescuia, daca-i adinca apa fiindca vrea sa-si spele masina. Acesta-i raspunde ca nu este. Soferul intra cu masina-n rau, se scufunda, abandoneaza automobilul, iese cu chiu cu vai din apa si-ncepe sa tipe la politai: - Ai zis ca apa-i mica si uite ca era sa ma inec!!! - Pe onoarea mea, acum 10 minute, era mica, au trecut niste rate si le ajungea abia pina la piept&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-4527295270651217143?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4527295270651217143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=4527295270651217143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4527295270651217143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4527295270651217143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/politist.html' title='politist'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5891870610346084292</id><published>2008-06-13T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T08:54:36.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mai multe .............</title><content type='html'>Doi politisti intra intr-un compartiment al trenului:&lt;br /&gt;-Arme? Bani? Droguri?&lt;br /&gt;-Nu, multumesc. O cafea, va rog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omul nu e facut sa munceasca!&lt;br /&gt;Dovada: faptul ca oboseste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cate persoane lucreaza in biroul acesta?&lt;br /&gt;-Cu sef cu tot, cinci.&lt;br /&gt;-Deci, fara sef, patru?&lt;br /&gt;-A, nuuuu... fara sef nu lucreaza nimeni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Dragostea e oarba, dar casatoria ii reda vederea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Daca vrei ca sotia sa te asculte cind vorbesti, vorbeste cu alta femeie. O sa fie numai ochi si urechi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cand esti inteligent si cand esti intelept?&lt;br /&gt;Esti inteligent daca nu crezi decat jumatate din ceea ce auzi; esti intelept daca stii care jumatate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mintile ilustre discuta idei, inteligentele medii discuta evenimente, iar mintile reduse ii discuta  pe altii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intuitia este o calitate a femeii care o ajuta sa-si contrazica barbatul inainte ca acesta  sa apuce sa deschida gura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un calator ajunge la hanul "Gheorghe si Balaurul". Bate la usa, aceasta se intredeschide si o figura feminina intreaba:&lt;br /&gt;-Ce vrei?&lt;br /&gt;-As dori sa innoptez la han si daca ati avea si o farfurie cu mancare... -N-avem! Si i se tranteste usa in nas.&lt;br /&gt;Omul bate din nou la usa, si cand se intredeschide aceeasi figura feminina intreaba:&lt;br /&gt;-Si-acum ce mai vrei?&lt;br /&gt;-N-as putea sa vorbesc si cu Gheorghe...?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un barbat la doctor:&lt;br /&gt;-Doctore, nevasta ma inseala pe rupte si totusi nu imi apar nici un fel de coarne! Uitati-va si dumneavostra, neted ca-n palma!&lt;br /&gt;-Nu va faceti probleme, chestia cu coarnele e numai o vorba, nu exista cu adevarat...&lt;br /&gt;-Uf, mi-ati luat o piatra de pe inima, credeam ca am lipsa de  calciu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alegerile sunt procedeul prin care oamenii liberi isi aleg stapanii."&lt;br /&gt;Timon din Paris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Egoistul este acel om care nu se gandeste la mine." Eugene Labiche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se spune ca cea mai mare curva de pe Pamant ar fi SPERANTA..&lt;br /&gt;Toata lumea traieste cu ea...."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In vin e puterea.&lt;br /&gt;In bere e sanatatea.&lt;br /&gt;In coniac e distinctia.&lt;br /&gt;... iar in apa sunt microbii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ce s-a ales de lumea asta, domnule! Stateam duminica in biserica la slujba si o doamna de langa mine scoate o tigara, o aprinde si incepe sa fumeze... Sa-mi scape berea din mana, nu  alta!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pe o strada, o tiganca batrana vindea seminte cu 5000 de lei cornetul.&lt;br /&gt;Un tanar care trecea in fiecare zi pe acolo ii lasa cei 5000 de lei, dar nu-si lua niciodata cornetul.&lt;br /&gt;Intr-o dimineata, tiganca il opreste, incercand sa-i spuna ceva, dar tanarul merge grabit mai departe, zicand din mers:&lt;br /&gt;-Vrei  sa ma intrebi de ce nu iau niciodata semintele?&lt;br /&gt;-Nuu, nuu... vreau sa-ti spun ca s-au scumpit la 10000 de lei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motto-ul zilei de MARTI:&lt;br /&gt;Daca cineva rade,  razi impreuna cu el!&lt;br /&gt;Daca cineva canta, canta impreuna cu el!&lt;br /&gt;Daca cineva lucreaza,  lasa-l sa lucreze&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daca tatal tau nu este milionar, nu ai nici o vina.&lt;br /&gt;Dar daca nici socrul tau nu este milionar, atunci nu ai nici o scuza!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unde se afla punctul G la femei?&lt;br /&gt;In lumina ultimelor cercetari... s-a descoperit ca el este situat... la sfarsitul cuvantului SHOPPING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Politia rutiera, la locul accidentului, explica intr-un interviu TV despre importanta purtarii centurii de siguranta:&lt;br /&gt;- Uitati-va la acest om care nu a purtat centura: capul rupt, intestinele pe parbriz, ochii in pom, fara maini. In schimb, uitati-va si la cel care a  purtat centura: parca-i viu!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5891870610346084292?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5891870610346084292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5891870610346084292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5891870610346084292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5891870610346084292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/mai-multe.html' title='mai multe .............'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-426008679353298300</id><published>2008-06-10T10:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T10:31:58.047-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DEFINITII NOI DIN DEX 2008:</title><content type='html'>INFOCARE = transformare in foca; GHINIOANE = varianta moldoveneasca pentru ardelenescul "Bine, Ioane"; IMPRASTIERE = rezultatul procesului prin care betivii se fac prastie; BIZAR = zar dublu; MACEL = mac mic; MICROSCOP = scop marunt; INVIORAT = prevazut cu vioara; LESINA = pe unde merge "le tren"; MERITORIU = teritoriul ocupat de livada de meri; RATEU = pateu din carne de rata; SCARABEU = cetatean care locuieste la bloc, la scara a doua; din aceeasi familie de cuvinte se cunosc scaraceu si scaradeu. TRACTOR = actor cu mult trac; TUTUN = a-a-arma de-de-de a-a-artilerie; TURTUR = sunetul soneriei, iarna; BATALION = fratele mai mic al plutonierului Batal Gheorghe ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-426008679353298300?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/426008679353298300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=426008679353298300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/426008679353298300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/426008679353298300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/definitii-noi-din-dex-2008.html' title='DEFINITII NOI DIN DEX 2008:'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8490342706474124277</id><published>2008-06-07T10:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T10:55:22.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fariseului modern</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Doamne, Dumnezeul lui Avraam,Isaac si Iacov. Iata-ma acum la biserica, inaintea Ta. Am intarziat putin. Motivul? Nevasta. Nu mi-a calcat camasa la timp. De aceea nici nu am luat-o cu masina, sa vina cu tramvaiul! Iti multumesc ca sunt aici. Priveste-ma si vezi-mi sfintenia. Ma scol in fiecare dimineata si 10 minute citesc si ma rog. Spune-mi Doamne, mai este cineva pe aici care sa bata acest record? Eu sunt prezent la fiecare program de la biserica. Sunt implicat in toate lucrarile spirituale posibile: comitet, fanfara, cor, comunitate, uniune... ei!!! In lucrarea cu copiii? Cum sa cobor pana acolo? Familia? De aceea am nevasta, si sper ca profesorii de la liceul baptist sa-mi educe asa cum trebuie copiii. Doamne, uite plicul de anul acesta, priveste suma si minuneaza-te... Am dat 11% din profitul de la magazinul alimentar. Asa cum spuneam, Doamne, sunt implicat in toate lucrarile... sunt peste tot prezent. Incep sa seaman cu Tine tot mai mult in atotprezenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Iti multumesc ca nu sunt ca toti pacatosii acestia... au mult de lucru pentru a ajunge la nivelul meu. Sper ca sesizezi ca si a mea masina este pocaita. Am abtibild cu "God is my copilot", semnul pestelui. Binenteles ca in limba engleza, de ce nu, fratii din biserica trebuie sa invete limba engleza, de aceea am pus pe doua usi la biserica cuvintele: man si woman. Si fratii stiu ce inseamna.cer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Doamne ce pot sa mai spun? Faptele vorbesc de la sine. Respectul pe care l-am castigat impune. Pacatosii se tem de mine, ma saluta respectos cu pace, zambesc... dar eu ma incrunt, cum sa zambesti la biserica? Este un sacrilegiu. Si, Doamne, daca este nevoie de ceva, se rezolva, am usi deschise oriunde, la politie, la pasapoarte, la maternitate, la toate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;nivelele...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Multumesc pentru harul acesta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;Eu fariseu de soi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="margin: 0in 0in 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span lang="RO"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;font-size:100%;"&gt;John Fariseying&lt;/span&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/8933739701958316994-8490342706474124277?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8490342706474124277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8490342706474124277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8490342706474124277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8490342706474124277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/fariseului-modern.html' title='fariseului modern'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8174490208071800555</id><published>2008-06-04T23:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T23:29:59.380-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ferrari .................</title><content type='html'>O blonda cu Ferrari mergea pe autostrada cu 19 km la ora. O opreste politia si ii zice domnisoara, de ce mergeti pe autostrada doar cu 19 km la ora? Blonda: Pai daca asa scrie pe indicatoare! A19 !!! Politistul: Pai nu.. aia e autostrada A de la autostrada.. si 19 de la nr autostrazii Blonda: A.. gata, am inteles Politistul: Dar domnisoara din dreapta.. de ce e asa galbena la fata? Blonda: Asa e de cand am iesit de pe A320&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8174490208071800555?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8174490208071800555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8174490208071800555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8174490208071800555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8174490208071800555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/06/ferrari.html' title='Ferrari .................'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8687788586354403845</id><published>2008-05-28T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T09:38:06.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Masini</title><content type='html'>Reclama la o agentie de turism din Germania: - VIZITATI ROMANIA - MASINA DUMNEAVOSTRA ESTE DEJA ACOLO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8687788586354403845?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8687788586354403845/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8687788586354403845' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8687788586354403845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8687788586354403845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/masini.html' title='Masini'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5429401131395686869</id><published>2008-05-26T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T22:30:56.194-07:00</updated><title type='text'>email</title><content type='html'>Cand sotul a ajuns la hotel , a decis sa-i scrie un mail sotiei dar a gresit o litera din adresa si mailul a fost trimis la alta adresa. Mailul ajunge din greseala la o vaduva ce venise tocmai de la inmormantarea sotului. Citeste mailul si lesina. In mesaj scria: \" Draga mea, am ajuns bine. Probabil te va surprinde sa primesti vesti de la mine pe aceasta cale, dar acum au calculator aici si poti trimite mesaje persoanelor dragi. Doar ce-am ajuns si am verificat ca totul sa fie pregatit pentru venirea ta, vinerea viitoare. Abia astept sa te vad si sper ca aceasta calatorie sa fie la fel de liniistita ca a mea. Nu-ti lua multe haine ca aici e o caldura infernala!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5429401131395686869?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5429401131395686869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5429401131395686869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5429401131395686869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5429401131395686869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/email.html' title='email'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5064623375981736265</id><published>2008-05-25T05:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T05:40:54.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la ora de religie</title><content type='html'>Un preot explica la ora de religie:&lt;br /&gt;- Dumnezeu l-a creat pe Adam si cu o coasta din Adam a creat-o pe Eva.&lt;br /&gt;- Pãrinte, il întrerupe un elev, tata spune ca ne tragem din maimute.&lt;br /&gt;- Asculta, zise preotul plictisit, cazul familiei tale nu ma intereseazã. Eu vorbesc in general.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5064623375981736265?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5064623375981736265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5064623375981736265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5064623375981736265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5064623375981736265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-ora-de-religie.html' title='la ora de religie'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8787550838743190751</id><published>2008-05-25T04:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:22:31.949-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soacre si gineri</title><content type='html'>De ce a murit soacra lui Bula? Bula se intalneste pe strada cu un prieten care il intreaba :- Bula, am auzit ca ti-a murit soacra. Ia zi ce-a avut?- Pai, ceva bijuterii, un televizor color, si putine economii...- Nu asta, vroiam sa intreb ce i-a lipsit ?- Pai, masina, o casa sau un apartament proprietate personala...- Mai Bula! Vroiam sa stiu DE CE a murit.- Pai, a fost la noi in vizita, eu i-am spus sa mearga in pivnita sa aduca cartofi, sa facem piuree si gratare, ea a cazut pe scari si si-a rupt gatul.- Da! Ce ghinion! Si ce-ati facut atunci?- Pai, macaroane cu branza ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8787550838743190751?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8787550838743190751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8787550838743190751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8787550838743190751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8787550838743190751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/soacre-si-gineri.html' title='soacre si gineri'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-1211545847310200965</id><published>2008-05-25T04:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T04:21:20.921-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meseri</title><content type='html'>Bula, ce meserie ai?- Sunt imitator de viermi!- Cum adica?- Fac gaurele in mobila la un negustor de antichitati!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1211545847310200965?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1211545847310200965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1211545847310200965' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1211545847310200965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1211545847310200965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/meseri.html' title='Meseri'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-1702376077831146121</id><published>2008-05-23T23:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:45:27.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Francezi, Nemti, Romani ....</title><content type='html'>Francezii au facut niste sapaturi arheologice si au gasit la vreo 50 m adancime resturi de fire de cupru. Dupa ce au fost cercetate cu atentie de oameni de stiinta, s-a tras concluzia ca stramosii francezilor, galii, pusesera la punct o retea de telefonie subterana. La aceasta neasteptata veste, nemtii, ca sa nu ramana mai prejos, au inceput si ei sa sape si pe la 70 m adancime au gasit niste resturi de sticla de unde, dupa alte cercetari, au ajuns la concluzia ca stramosii lor, gotii, pusesera la punct o retea subterana de fibre optice. Cercetatorii romani au inceput si ei sa sape si cum pana la 100 m nu au gasit nimic, au ajuns la o concluzie uimitoare, ca dacii comunicau wireles...........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-1702376077831146121?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/1702376077831146121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=1702376077831146121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1702376077831146121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/1702376077831146121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/francezi-nemti-romani.html' title='Francezi, Nemti, Romani ....'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-8343967563015343229</id><published>2008-05-23T23:44:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:44:27.699-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cerere</title><content type='html'>Un tanar se intoarce acasa foarte trist, dupa ce plecase sa ceara mana prietenei sale. Vazandu-l asa, tatal sau il intreaba: - Ce s-a intamplat? Te-a refuzat? - Da ... Mi-a tras si o palma! - Cum asa?! Nu i-ai spus cum te-am invatat eu? "Draga mea, timpul se opreste in loc pentru mine cand privesc in ochii tai!" - Vai! Asta era! Am gresit formula ... I-am spus: "Ai o fatza de-mi sta ceasul"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-8343967563015343229?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/8343967563015343229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=8343967563015343229' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8343967563015343229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/8343967563015343229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/cerere.html' title='Cerere'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-3275432365132814505</id><published>2008-05-23T23:43:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T23:43:25.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'>la scoala</title><content type='html'>Clasa de maghiari la ora de limba romana. - Gyury, spune, te rog, o propozitie! - Duminica me duc la pedure. - Gyury draga, dar nu-i bine. - Atunci nu me duc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-3275432365132814505?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/3275432365132814505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=3275432365132814505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3275432365132814505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/3275432365132814505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/la-scoala.html' title='la scoala'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2058137594894579893</id><published>2008-05-22T12:10:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:10:52.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ani ....</title><content type='html'>Dumneata intr-adevar ai 114 ani, mosulica? - Exact! - Si ce ai facut de ai ajuns la o varsta asa de inaintata? - Am avut rabdare!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2058137594894579893?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2058137594894579893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2058137594894579893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2058137594894579893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2058137594894579893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/ani.html' title='ani ....'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2430549620973504636</id><published>2008-05-22T12:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:10:13.984-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Martori ...</title><content type='html'>Martora este intrebata ce varsta are... - Pana acum am numarat 25 de primaveri. - Bine, dar numarati va rog mai repede...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2430549620973504636?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2430549620973504636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2430549620973504636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2430549620973504636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2430549620973504636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/martori.html' title='Martori ...'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-4550101662461788955</id><published>2008-05-22T12:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:09:35.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Matematica</title><content type='html'>Culmea matematicii: Sa stai de unu singur si sa te simti in plus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-4550101662461788955?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4550101662461788955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=4550101662461788955' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4550101662461788955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4550101662461788955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/matematica.html' title='Matematica'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-4584652707562159927</id><published>2008-05-22T12:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-22T12:08:41.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blonde</title><content type='html'>Doua blonde la dus: - Da-mi, te rog, samponul tau! - Dar ai unul langa tine... - Stiu, dar asta e pentru par uscat, iar eu am parul ud!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-4584652707562159927?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/4584652707562159927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=4584652707562159927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4584652707562159927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/4584652707562159927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/blonde.html' title='Blonde'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-7188269435359138636</id><published>2008-05-21T13:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T13:57:14.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'>saracutul</title><content type='html'>Într-o alimentara intra un cîine cu o bancnota în gura, latra spre un salam, da bancnota vînzatorului, ia salamul în gura si pleaca. A doua zi la fel! A treia zi, vînzatorul urmareste cîinele, care ajunge în fata unei usi, suna si iese un tip care îl ia la bataie pe bietul cîine.&lt;br /&gt;Vînzatorul, revoltat, intervine:&lt;br /&gt; - Dom`le, esti nebun! Cîinele asta e foarte inteligent! De ce-l bati?&lt;br /&gt; - Iar si-a uitat cheile acasa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-7188269435359138636?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/7188269435359138636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=7188269435359138636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/7188269435359138636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/7188269435359138636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/saracutul.html' title='saracutul'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-5922403034430767433</id><published>2008-05-20T11:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T11:31:47.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'>soricel</title><content type='html'>- Click, click, click!&lt;br /&gt;- Click... hrrrsh... click...&lt;br /&gt;- Click, click, click!&lt;br /&gt;- Click... hrrrrrshh... click...&lt;br /&gt;- Ce bai ai? Esti racit?&lt;br /&gt;- Nu, hrrrsh, sunt cu bila.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-5922403034430767433?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/5922403034430767433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=5922403034430767433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5922403034430767433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/5922403034430767433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/soricel.html' title='soricel'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2767902523575667073</id><published>2008-05-20T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:09:15.157-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dj la Mystic</title><content type='html'>Invatatoarea la scoala ii intreaba pe copii: - Vasilica, ce-i tatal tau? - Gunoier. - Nu se spune gunoier, ci lucrator la Salubritate. - Petrica, ce-i tatal tau? - Gropar. - Nu se spune gropar, ci lucrator la Pompe Funebre. - Ionica, ce-i tatal tau? - DJ la Mystic Club. - Cum adica? - Clopotar la biserica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2767902523575667073?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2767902523575667073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2767902523575667073' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2767902523575667073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2767902523575667073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/dj-la-mystic.html' title='Dj la Mystic'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2411038778784485961</id><published>2008-05-20T10:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:08:09.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Despre invatatori</title><content type='html'>La o sectie de politie este adusa o femeie care a trecut pe rosu. Politistul de serviciu incepe sa o interogheze: -Numele? -Adela P. -Virsta? -28 de ani. -Ocupatia? -Invatatoare. Politistul se ridica de la masa, zambeste fericit si ii spune: -Minunat! Am asteptat aceasta ocazie o viata intreaga. Acum va asezati pe scaunul acesta si scrieti de 200 de ori, cu o caligrafie perfecta : "Daca semaforul este rosu, trecerea este interzisa!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2411038778784485961?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2411038778784485961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2411038778784485961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2411038778784485961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2411038778784485961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/despre-invatatori.html' title='Despre invatatori'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-2830794716018684184</id><published>2008-05-20T10:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T10:06:31.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glume de bun gust</title><content type='html'>Maria il striga pe ion: -Ioane, hai ma in casa , ca ploua ! -Lasa tu femeie, stau afara , ca ploua si aici !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8933739701958316994-2830794716018684184?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/2830794716018684184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=2830794716018684184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2830794716018684184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/2830794716018684184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2008/05/glume-de-bun-gust.html' title='Glume de bun gust'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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-8933739701958316994.post-72246207187680431</id><published>2007-06-03T13:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T13:38:39.965-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Biserica Metanoia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;www.bisericametanoia.ro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suntem o comunitate de credinciosi care a experimentat din plin harul lui Dumnezeu, si care vrea sa traiasca dinamic si real prezenta covarsitoarea a Duhului Sfant, cautand transformarea fiecarui credincios dupa chipul lui Hristos. Autenticitatea credintei, integritatea morala, prioritatea familiei sunt doar cateva din valorile noastre pe care dorim sa le implementam intr-un cadru relevant pentru generatia in care Dumnezeu ne-a chemat sa-l slujim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Modelul nostru este Isus. Familia noastra este Metanoia. &lt;a linkindex="68" href="http://www.bisericametanoia.ro/cei-4-stalpi/ro"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Stalpii nostri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sunt: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;criptura&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;dorarea&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;ugaciunea&lt;/span&gt; si &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vanghelizarea&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;a linkindex="69" href="http://www.bisericametanoia.ro/scopul-bisericii/ro"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Scopul nostru&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; este: sa-L &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;ubim&lt;/span&gt; pe Isus, sa-I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lujim&lt;/span&gt; lui Isus, sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;u&lt;/span&gt;mblam&lt;/span&gt; cu Isus si sa &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imtim&lt;/span&gt; ca Isus. Dragostea de frati sta la baza unitatii noastre in diversitate, slujirii in baza darurilor si a chemarii, si partasiei noastre in grupe mici, cadrul cel mai potrivit cunoasterii, cresterii si ajutorarii noastre impreuna.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Te asteptam sa ne vizitezi, nu doar virtual, pe acest site, ci si in persoana. Cand treci prin Arad, nu uita sa treci si pe la noi. Te asteptam cu drag, �&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sa ne imbarbatam laolalta ... prin credinta pe care o avem impreuna&lt;/span&gt;� (Rom.1:12). Pana atunci insa, bucura-te de ceea ce gasesti pe acest site, downloadeaza ceea ce iti prinde bine, si nu uita � fii mereu o binecuvantare!&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/8933739701958316994-72246207187680431?l=danielbalaj.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/feeds/72246207187680431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8933739701958316994&amp;postID=72246207187680431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/72246207187680431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8933739701958316994/posts/default/72246207187680431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danielbalaj.blogspot.com/2007/06/biserica-metanoia.html' title='Biserica Metanoia'/><author><name>Articole</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16067400255961086005</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></feed>
