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		<pubDate>Wed, 08 Feb 2012 06:19:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<title>By: Matt Tew</title>
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		<dc:creator>Matt Tew</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 13 Nov 2006 23:50:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey, I'm Matt too, that is, Matt Tew

I'm a Web site developer in Melbourne.  I also plan to start a church early next year in South Melbourne or St Kilda.  The site for this is http://thechurch.org.au

I was referred to this blog.  I'm not sure by who.  Signposts, I think.  You have some great insights, Matt

My personal blog is at http://shmatt.com


A piece of string walks into a bar, and the bartender says "sorry, we don't serve string".

It walks out, performs a contortionist trick and bends around itself.  It then ruffles it's hair before proceeding back inside up to the bar.

"Look, I told you already" says the bartender "we DON'T SERVE STRING in this bar!"

"I'm not string!"

"Yes you are!" exasperates the barman.

"No......  I'm a frayed knot"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey, I&#8217;m Matt too, that is, Matt Tew</p>
<p>I&#8217;m a Web site developer in Melbourne.  I also plan to start a church early next year in South Melbourne or St Kilda.  The site for this is <a href="http://thechurch.org.au" rel="nofollow">http://thechurch.org.au</a></p>
<p>I was referred to this blog.  I&#8217;m not sure by who.  Signposts, I think.  You have some great insights, Matt</p>
<p>My personal blog is at <a href="http://shmatt.com" rel="nofollow">http://shmatt.com</a></p>
<p>A piece of string walks into a bar, and the bartender says &#8220;sorry, we don&#8217;t serve string&#8221;.</p>
<p>It walks out, performs a contortionist trick and bends around itself.  It then ruffles it&#8217;s hair before proceeding back inside up to the bar.</p>
<p>&#8220;Look, I told you already&#8221; says the bartender &#8220;we DON&#8217;T SERVE STRING in this bar!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;m not string!&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes you are!&#8221; exasperates the barman.</p>
<p>&#8220;No&#8230;&#8230;  I&#8217;m a frayed knot&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Curious</title>
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		<dc:creator>Curious</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Oct 2006 12:27:48 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Well... lets see

My name is Curious (don't worry, not my real name, my parents aren't that cruel) I'm over at http://www.lizboliv.blogspot.com/ (Curious Happenings) 

I found you through Mitchamite friends, and out of curiosity too. But I first found you through my sister, you see, i had had a bad day, and was needing cheering up, so she showed me your blog with the cartoons. :)

Ok, a joke: In the days of yore, a knight was on his way to do something terribly important, riding his horse into the ground to get to his destination as fast as possible.
After being ridden too hard for too long, his horse became lame, and seeing a small town ahead he headed straight for the stables there.
"I must have a horse!" he cried "The life of the King depends upon it!"
The stablekeeper shook his head. "I have no horses," he said. "They have all been taken in the service of your King."
"You must have something - a pony, a donkey, a mule, anything at all?" the knight asked.
"Nothing..... unless.... no, I couldn't"
The knight's eyes lit up. "Tell me!"
The stablekeeper leads the knight into the stable. Inside is a dog, but no ordinary dog. This dog is a giant, almost as large as the horse the knight was riding. But it is also the filthiest, shaggiest, smelliest, mangiest dog that the knight has ever seen.
Swallowing, the knight said "I'll take it. Where is the saddle?"
The stablekeeper walked over to a saddle near the dog and started gasping for breath, holding the walls to keep himself upright. "I can't do it." he told the knight.
"You must give me the dog!" cried the knight. "Why can't you?"
The stablekeeper said "I just couldn't send a knight out on a dog like this." (badpuns.com)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Well&#8230; lets see</p>
<p>My name is Curious (don&#8217;t worry, not my real name, my parents aren&#8217;t that cruel) I&#8217;m over at <a href="http://www.lizboliv.blogspot.com/" rel="nofollow">http://www.lizboliv.blogspot.com/</a> (Curious Happenings) </p>
<p>I found you through Mitchamite friends, and out of curiosity too. But I first found you through my sister, you see, i had had a bad day, and was needing cheering up, so she showed me your blog with the cartoons. <img src='http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>Ok, a joke: In the days of yore, a knight was on his way to do something terribly important, riding his horse into the ground to get to his destination as fast as possible.<br />
After being ridden too hard for too long, his horse became lame, and seeing a small town ahead he headed straight for the stables there.<br />
&#8220;I must have a horse!&#8221; he cried &#8220;The life of the King depends upon it!&#8221;<br />
The stablekeeper shook his head. &#8220;I have no horses,&#8221; he said. &#8220;They have all been taken in the service of your King.&#8221;<br />
&#8220;You must have something - a pony, a donkey, a mule, anything at all?&#8221; the knight asked.<br />
&#8220;Nothing&#8230;.. unless&#8230;. no, I couldn&#8217;t&#8221;<br />
The knight&#8217;s eyes lit up. &#8220;Tell me!&#8221;<br />
The stablekeeper leads the knight into the stable. Inside is a dog, but no ordinary dog. This dog is a giant, almost as large as the horse the knight was riding. But it is also the filthiest, shaggiest, smelliest, mangiest dog that the knight has ever seen.<br />
Swallowing, the knight said &#8220;I&#8217;ll take it. Where is the saddle?&#8221;<br />
The stablekeeper walked over to a saddle near the dog and started gasping for breath, holding the walls to keep himself upright. &#8220;I can&#8217;t do it.&#8221; he told the knight.<br />
&#8220;You must give me the dog!&#8221; cried the knight. &#8220;Why can&#8217;t you?&#8221;<br />
The stablekeeper said &#8220;I just couldn&#8217;t send a knight out on a dog like this.&#8221; (badpuns.com)</p>
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		<title>By: TimmyD</title>
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		<dc:creator>TimmyD</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 28 Oct 2006 00:57:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Tim

student, coffee lover, jesus follower, try-hard sms poet, RelientK fanatic.... etc.. Oh yeah, i sometimes show up at mitcham baps too.. that is when i'm not in wagga.... or on a spontaneous trip to sydney...

I found this blog through the MBC website, AGES ago... Enjoy reading what Matt has to say - he's such a wise guy..!! Good stuff about faith and following Jesus..

Joke.... This is sooo funny.... i nearly wet myself....


The 98-year-old Mother Superior from Ireland was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her last journey comfortable.

They gave her some warm milk to drink but she refused.

Then one of the nuns took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.

Back at Mother Superior's bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little more and before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop.

"Mother," the nuns asked with humility, "please give us some wisdom before you die." She raised herself up in bed and with a pious look on her face said, "Don't sell that cow."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Tim</p>
<p>student, coffee lover, jesus follower, try-hard sms poet, RelientK fanatic&#8230;. etc.. Oh yeah, i sometimes show up at mitcham baps too.. that is when i&#8217;m not in wagga&#8230;. or on a spontaneous trip to sydney&#8230;</p>
<p>I found this blog through the MBC website, AGES ago&#8230; Enjoy reading what Matt has to say - he&#8217;s such a wise guy..!! Good stuff about faith and following Jesus..</p>
<p>Joke&#8230;. This is sooo funny&#8230;. i nearly wet myself&#8230;.</p>
<p>The 98-year-old Mother Superior from Ireland was dying. The nuns gathered around her bed trying to make her last journey comfortable.</p>
<p>They gave her some warm milk to drink but she refused.</p>
<p>Then one of the nuns took the glass back to the kitchen. Remembering a bottle of Irish whiskey received as a gift the previous Christmas, she opened and poured a generous amount into the warm milk.</p>
<p>Back at Mother Superior&#8217;s bed, she held the glass to her lips. Mother drank a little, then a little more and before they knew it, she had drunk the whole glass down to the last drop.</p>
<p>&#8220;Mother,&#8221; the nuns asked with humility, &#8220;please give us some wisdom before you die.&#8221; She raised herself up in bed and with a pious look on her face said, &#8220;Don&#8217;t sell that cow.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Alison</title>
		<link>http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/2006/10/26/roll-call/#comment-10700</link>
		<dc:creator>Alison</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 12:27:49 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>blogspot doesn't do www's which can grate with people used to the funny addressing scheme now.    and greg can't type. ;)  try http://urbangeezer.blogspot.com 

:D 

(I can hear the echo... geeeeeek)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>blogspot doesn&#8217;t do www&#8217;s which can grate with people used to the funny addressing scheme now.    and greg can&#8217;t type. <img src='http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' />  try <a href="http://urbangeezer.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">http://urbangeezer.blogspot.com</a> </p>
<p> <img src='http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_biggrin.gif' alt=':D' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>(I can hear the echo&#8230; geeeeeek)</p>
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		<title>By: Matt Glover</title>
		<link>http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/2006/10/26/roll-call/#comment-10698</link>
		<dc:creator>Matt Glover</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 10:53:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>General, your link doesn't work. Is the URL right?</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>General, your link doesn&#8217;t work. Is the URL right?</p>
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		<title>By: Matt Glover</title>
		<link>http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/2006/10/26/roll-call/#comment-10697</link>
		<dc:creator>Matt Glover</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 10:52:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Rich, we need a joke. Or we'll all come over there and make bad smells in your lounge room...

But we won't let Geoff do it....see his joke above!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Rich, we need a joke. Or we&#8217;ll all come over there and make bad smells in your lounge room&#8230;</p>
<p>But we won&#8217;t let Geoff do it&#8230;.see his joke above!</p>
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		<title>By: Paul</title>
		<link>http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/2006/10/26/roll-call/#comment-10694</link>
		<dc:creator>Paul</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 07:56:59 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Name: Paul

Blog: http://virtuallypaul.com
(Use RSS if you are unhappy with my default approach to graphic design)

How I found Matt Glover:
Kept coming across you.  I think I got a hit on Google for something once.  Then found you on Darren's LivingRoom blog and noticed how many others seemed to have you linked (Geoff ^ included).

Me: one of the youth leaders @ Essendon Baptist
Work part-time doing IT support for an accounting firm in the eastern suburbs
Study part-time at Ridley College, going for a Grad. Dip. Bible &#38; Ministry
Before that I did my B.Bus(Business Information Systems) at RMIT in the city

Joke (from an email forward):  Little Zachary

Little Zachary, a little kid, was doing very badly in maths.
His parents had tried everything: tutors, mentors, flash cards,
special learning centres; in short, everything they could think of  to
help his mathematics.

Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled
him in the local Catholic school. After the first day, little Zachary
came home with a very serious look on his face. He didn't even kiss  his
mother hello. Instead, he went straight to his room and started
studying. Books and papers were spread out all over the room and  little
Zachary was hard at work.

His mother was amazed. She called him down to dinner, to her shock,
the minute he was done, he marched back to his room without a word,  and
in no time, he was back hitting the books as hard as before.

This went on for some time, day after day, while the mother tried to
understand what made all the difference. Finally, little Zachary
brought home his report card. He quietly laid it on the table, went up
to his room, and hit the books.

With great trepidation, his Mum looked at it and to her great
surprise, little Zachary got an "A" in maths. She could no longer hold
her curiosity.

She went to his room and said: "Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?"
Little Zachary looked at her and shook his head, "No"
"Well, then", she replied, "Was it the books, the discipline, the
structure, the uniforms? WHAT was it?"

Little Zachary looked at her and said,
"Well, on the first day of school, when I saw that guy nailed to the
Plus Sign, I knew they weren't mucking around."</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Name: Paul</p>
<p>Blog: <a href="http://virtuallypaul.com" rel="nofollow">http://virtuallypaul.com</a><br />
(Use RSS if you are unhappy with my default approach to graphic design)</p>
<p>How I found Matt Glover:<br />
Kept coming across you.  I think I got a hit on Google for something once.  Then found you on Darren&#8217;s LivingRoom blog and noticed how many others seemed to have you linked (Geoff ^ included).</p>
<p>Me: one of the youth leaders @ Essendon Baptist<br />
Work part-time doing IT support for an accounting firm in the eastern suburbs<br />
Study part-time at Ridley College, going for a Grad. Dip. Bible &amp; Ministry<br />
Before that I did my B.Bus(Business Information Systems) at RMIT in the city</p>
<p>Joke (from an email forward):  Little Zachary</p>
<p>Little Zachary, a little kid, was doing very badly in maths.<br />
His parents had tried everything: tutors, mentors, flash cards,<br />
special learning centres; in short, everything they could think of  to<br />
help his mathematics.</p>
<p>Finally, in a last ditch effort, they took Zachary down and enrolled<br />
him in the local Catholic school. After the first day, little Zachary<br />
came home with a very serious look on his face. He didn&#8217;t even kiss  his<br />
mother hello. Instead, he went straight to his room and started<br />
studying. Books and papers were spread out all over the room and  little<br />
Zachary was hard at work.</p>
<p>His mother was amazed. She called him down to dinner, to her shock,<br />
the minute he was done, he marched back to his room without a word,  and<br />
in no time, he was back hitting the books as hard as before.</p>
<p>This went on for some time, day after day, while the mother tried to<br />
understand what made all the difference. Finally, little Zachary<br />
brought home his report card. He quietly laid it on the table, went up<br />
to his room, and hit the books.</p>
<p>With great trepidation, his Mum looked at it and to her great<br />
surprise, little Zachary got an &#8220;A&#8221; in maths. She could no longer hold<br />
her curiosity.</p>
<p>She went to his room and said: &#8220;Son, what was it? Was it the nuns?&#8221;<br />
Little Zachary looked at her and shook his head, &#8220;No&#8221;<br />
&#8220;Well, then&#8221;, she replied, &#8220;Was it the books, the discipline, the<br />
structure, the uniforms? WHAT was it?&#8221;</p>
<p>Little Zachary looked at her and said,<br />
&#8220;Well, on the first day of school, when I saw that guy nailed to the<br />
Plus Sign, I knew they weren&#8217;t mucking around.&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Dave</title>
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		<dc:creator>Dave</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 06:54:03 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Dave (name withheld 'cause my parents won't let me post it!)

I'm a year 12 student (just finished), and hope to soon be a Uni student doing a Bachelor of Computing (Network Design &#38; Security), and I run the MBC youth website, along with assistance from Alison and a few others! General computer geek (Yay for all us IT people on here!) Also a Google and BETA addict.. you can never beat free software!

I came here because I got bored in a class one day at school, and Matt had plugged his website at church the Sunday before...

My blog is at: http://dave-punk-emo.blogspot.com

Ok, a joke... "Two men walked into a bar... you'd think one of them would've seen it!!"</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Dave (name withheld &#8217;cause my parents won&#8217;t let me post it!)</p>
<p>I&#8217;m a year 12 student (just finished), and hope to soon be a Uni student doing a Bachelor of Computing (Network Design &amp; Security), and I run the MBC youth website, along with assistance from Alison and a few others! General computer geek (Yay for all us IT people on here!) Also a Google and BETA addict.. you can never beat free software!</p>
<p>I came here because I got bored in a class one day at school, and Matt had plugged his website at church the Sunday before&#8230;</p>
<p>My blog is at: <a href="http://dave-punk-emo.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">http://dave-punk-emo.blogspot.com</a></p>
<p>Ok, a joke&#8230; &#8220;Two men walked into a bar&#8230; you&#8217;d think one of them would&#8217;ve seen it!!&#8221;</p>
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		<title>By: Geoff</title>
		<link>http://www.mattglover.com/wordpress/wordpress/2006/10/26/roll-call/#comment-10692</link>
		<dc:creator>Geoff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 27 Oct 2006 03:43:31 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Geoff (last name withheld because I work for ASIO. Or a university, I always forget which)

I'm a Database Administrator (IT Nerd for the uninitiated), youth leader and part time bible college student

My blog is at http://www.geoffreport.com/wp/ 

I've been reading this for to long to remember why I first got here. But I come back because it's always interesting (and because Google Reader tells me that Matt's posted a new post)

Definition of surprise:
A fart with a lump in it.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Geoff (last name withheld because I work for ASIO. Or a university, I always forget which)</p>
<p>I&#8217;m a Database Administrator (IT Nerd for the uninitiated), youth leader and part time bible college student</p>
<p>My blog is at <a href="http://www.geoffreport.com/wp/" rel="nofollow">http://www.geoffreport.com/wp/</a> </p>
<p>I&#8217;ve been reading this for to long to remember why I first got here. But I come back because it&#8217;s always interesting (and because Google Reader tells me that Matt&#8217;s posted a new post)</p>
<p>Definition of surprise:<br />
A fart with a lump in it.</p>
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