<?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-44547888552968124</id><updated>2012-01-22T21:08:50.237Z</updated><category term='Rant'/><category term='whispers'/><category term='rage'/><category term='food'/><title type='text'>WHISPERS and RANTS</title><subtitle type='html'>Relax - its only a blog.  Come and get it off your chest, laugh in the face of lunancy and pour ridicule on the Nanny society we all live in today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-3073333640039736920</id><published>2007-11-05T20:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-11-05T21:23:29.087Z</updated><title type='text'>Theres balls, and there are balls</title><summary type='text'>I apologise if you have arrived here from the comments area of Police inspector blog, because you have read some of this. This is the expanded and journalistic model so you are getting much more.A long time ago, I found myself in a frozen hell, in a war zone, soaking wet, and chilled to the bone in such a way that I felt my inner organs aching.Seeking refuge from the foul weather, I found a small</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/3073333640039736920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=3073333640039736920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/3073333640039736920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/3073333640039736920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/11/theres-balls-and-there-are-balls.html' title='Theres balls, and there are balls'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBOqU6MlN4s/Ry-GwvnMyJI/AAAAAAAAAEo/GbEkrj9UYn8/s72-c/camp2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-8299951287262832343</id><published>2007-06-16T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T11:47:47.896+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VERY VERY ANNOYED</title><summary type='text'>I have not blogged for a while. A mixture of high pressure work, forced absences, and photo jobs as long as the M6. But this morning, in spite of this ongoing spiral where I seem either glued to my DSLR or the PC and Photoshop, I felt I needed a release. And that release often comes through writing. Some of you who are reading this will by now have opened a very inflammatory email from me written</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/8299951287262832343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=8299951287262832343' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/8299951287262832343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/8299951287262832343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-very-annoyed.html' title='VERY VERY ANNOYED'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBOqU6MlN4s/RnO4XDqGBYI/AAAAAAAAAEY/CFLArJIwDWg/s72-c/injy+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-737896664482781654</id><published>2007-04-20T00:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T00:50:48.947+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Some are specially bred</title><summary type='text'>This is shit reportingIt is akin to asking a deaf and dumb decorator to explain the colour of wallpaper to a blind customer.Let’s take a look at the report about this bobby who has been expunged from duties on the RPU.Facts:1. he tripped a speed camera2. he was responding to a RTC3. he was stood down or stood himself down4. he collected a Chinese throw awayHeres what we don’t know:a. What was the</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/737896664482781654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=737896664482781654' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/737896664482781654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/737896664482781654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-are-specially-bred.html' title='Some are specially bred'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-4117301863381630688</id><published>2007-04-19T16:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T18:18:37.903+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Milk and Honey</title><summary type='text'>Digesting the wire this morning for anything which affects the way I work or interferes with my beer money, I noticed that the NUJ are at it now. Personally I disagree with anything political, like this is, but I am wondering if this is a pretty clever move for a bit of publicity.Thankfully I am not affected.For my part I will not miss giving up sandstorms , drought , pestilence , baba ganoush </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4117301863381630688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=4117301863381630688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4117301863381630688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4117301863381630688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/milk-and-honey.html' title='Milk and Honey'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-2610844783197397829</id><published>2007-04-18T00:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T00:40:47.473+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='whispers'/><title type='text'>Whisper softly to me</title><summary type='text'>We seek our playmatesWaking them up from all corners before it is morning.We call them in bird-songs,Beckon them in nodding branches.We Spread our spell for them in the splendour of clouds,We laugh at solemn death'Til he joins in our laughter,We tear open time's purse,Taking back his plunder from him,We shall lose your heart to us, O winter,It will gleam in the trembling leavesAnd break into </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/2610844783197397829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=2610844783197397829' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/2610844783197397829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/2610844783197397829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/whisper-softly-to-me.html' title='Whisper softly to me'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBOqU6MlN4s/RiVVHKN3V5I/AAAAAAAAAEI/3iljbzmKO4Q/s72-c/guncross.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-7686645594316305550</id><published>2007-04-13T16:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T16:18:28.913+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rant'/><title type='text'>Absolutely Rockall</title><summary type='text'>The asylum seekers are kicking up again .Apparently they have formed the opinion that they will be annihilated if they ever set foot back in the Congo. They should adopt be British attitude about these things and stand firm with ones countenance firmly fixed toward the approaching inevitable, just as the 24th (2nd Warwicks) did. It takes real spunk to maintain dignity when the threat of having an</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/7686645594316305550/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=7686645594316305550' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/7686645594316305550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/7686645594316305550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/absolutely-rockall.html' title='Absolutely Rockall'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-5730291571624549189</id><published>2007-04-07T11:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T00:44:33.627+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rage'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Innocent diner split second from death</title><summary type='text'>Sometimes I get the urge you know. Oh yes. And last night was no exception. But in spite of scouring the better and seedier side of Pompey for Vietnamese cuisine I was disappointed. At one point I thought I was in paradise as the heady aroma of fish sauce wafted gently towards me from….some kind of glue manufacturing plant.I really had a hankering for one of these. And some of this.Not a hope. I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/5730291571624549189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=5730291571624549189' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/5730291571624549189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/5730291571624549189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/innocent-diner-split-second-from-death.html' title='Innocent diner split second from death'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-4248103240376230458</id><published>2007-04-06T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T15:37:03.369+01:00</updated><title type='text'>'Bored' in a hotel room writes:......</title><summary type='text'>14.31 hrs - Its Good Friday in Portsmouth. I am reading the Bible. There is no other option, the TV in my hotel room is bolloxed, the light outside is too low for me to work. (Technically, this is called - shit lighting), oh, and the bar hasn’t opened yet. The last time this happened was in a seedier hotel in Tu Do, when I only managed to get to page 4. (There was no TV in Tu Do, probably because</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4248103240376230458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=4248103240376230458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4248103240376230458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4248103240376230458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/bored-in-hotel-room-writes.html' title='&apos;Bored&apos; in a hotel room writes:......'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-4802689793067371792</id><published>2007-04-05T16:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T16:26:35.168+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lie detector plan was almost certainly leaked last week</title><summary type='text'>I don’t believe that Works and Pensions came up with this ball numbing plan to introduce lie detector tests for those dirty malefactors who sponge off the rest of us.Personally I think this is a belated April fool prank, by John Hutton, or maybe even Harry Hutton.If it really did originate somewhere in the bowels of the Government, then the desk jock who devised it has been reading too many </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4802689793067371792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=4802689793067371792' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4802689793067371792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4802689793067371792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/lie-detector-plan-was-almost-certainly.html' title='Lie detector plan was almost certainly leaked last week'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-127528236030611520</id><published>2007-04-04T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T01:01:42.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Local radio newsreaders are turning into rat shit</title><summary type='text'>Yes they are. They seem to be on some kind of subliminal crusade to make us all feel guilty with their subtle news reports.The two keywords to watch out for are worried and upset.Here’s an example:'Doctors say they are worried about the increase in consumption of alcohol by the under thirties'Bollocks. Do you really think that when a doctor pops into his local for a few pints with his doctor </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/127528236030611520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=127528236030611520' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/127528236030611520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/127528236030611520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/local-radio-newsreaders-are-turning.html' title='Local radio newsreaders are turning into rat shit'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-2834372585210047970</id><published>2007-04-03T21:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T21:59:25.799+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Who preaches to the preacher ?</title><summary type='text'>Last Saturday whilst out procuring sustenance for my offspring, dog and myself, I was rudely occasioned to rapidly leap to safety in the pedestrian only area of the shopping precinct.The reason?Weaving its way at a pace through the heaving populous was a police response car.  The driver was negotiating his way around potential resus room patients with one hand whilst he warbled into a mobile </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/2834372585210047970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=2834372585210047970' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/2834372585210047970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/2834372585210047970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/who-preaches-to-preacher.html' title='Who preaches to the preacher ?'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-4591360435242325365</id><published>2007-04-03T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T22:05:23.261+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Youth of today</title><summary type='text'>A little while back I was having a swift one in a local pub when a middle-aged man looking a bit flustered came in and joined the chap standing next to me at the bar.Clearly concerned as to what was wrong with his friend, the man next to me asked if something had happened to him.“Yeh, some little twat just threw a left-over banana at me in the market place and it knocked my glasses off”, he </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4591360435242325365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=4591360435242325365' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4591360435242325365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4591360435242325365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/youth-of-today.html' title='The Youth of today'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44547888552968124.post-4474153606967984284</id><published>2007-04-03T13:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T19:07:43.432+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate Jesus absolutely scandalous</title><summary type='text'>I was waiting to see what they would think up for Easter. This year a bunch of Catholics have got all upset, over this.It came as no real surprise to me.So whats the big deal over a chocolate Jesus for Christ Sake (pun intended). Isn’t it a good way to promote Christianity to the young?Kids like chocolate right?So in the light of the cancellation of this exhibition of the sculpture 'My sweet Lord</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/feeds/4474153606967984284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=44547888552968124&amp;postID=4474153606967984284' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4474153606967984284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/44547888552968124/posts/default/4474153606967984284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://whispersandrants.blogspot.com/2007/04/chocolate-jesus-absolutely-scandalous.html' title='Chocolate Jesus absolutely scandalous'/><author><name>...</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='25' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mtX3MZ-uM10/Txx6AOzHiCI/AAAAAAAAAVU/OK8qfG0mLVU/s220/jca2012%2Bcopy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
