<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Thu, 15 Oct 2009 06:06:41 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Cortador de Ovo</title><description>dando vazão a tudo aquilo que irrita, ofende e agride um ser humano calmo, tranquilo e pacífico</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-8162159107815206943</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Apr 2008 16:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-10T13:58:34.333-03:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Gente, esse filminho é o máximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dois minutos para respirar e melhorar o dia.&lt;br /&gt;(e olha que detesto auto-ajuda)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-cdabc61739db0e00" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38VlgrgLxRtJDUuNyeCaP2fxm9tLrjP5SMgTHwfLkGwar2WDi311dokeVTa8tjsCMK__Dv2WVOafyyKsLKYZkZObBBB8iS3FwV0NQtDVepgGNWFWSeeOpvKnVoPEpp3mlQWb8jiJzIWk7ScMf_Xlbd6pwyohT30X3MuSrz9x9bPGcgFWohYdsxpIKA6XYewIlGPwZgzZviSx_sTZGzLdSQr4K3%26sigh%3D1lUKFyD-Js_qMasPpHciPaTfIFc%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdabc61739db0e00%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5WIxEhAZJn04i0fT7A7H0hB337Y&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/videoplayer.swf?videoUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvp.video.google.com%2Fvideodownload%3Fversion%3D0%26secureurl%3DqAAAAHZQAKfu6jF-JfdYz_38VlgrgLxRtJDUuNyeCaP2fxm9tLrjP5SMgTHwfLkGwar2WDi311dokeVTa8tjsCMK__Dv2WVOafyyKsLKYZkZObBBB8iS3FwV0NQtDVepgGNWFWSeeOpvKnVoPEpp3mlQWb8jiJzIWk7ScMf_Xlbd6pwyohT30X3MuSrz9x9bPGcgFWohYdsxpIKA6XYewIlGPwZgzZviSx_sTZGzLdSQr4K3%26sigh%3D1lUKFyD-Js_qMasPpHciPaTfIFc%26begin%3D0%26len%3D86400000%26docid%3D0&amp;amp;nogvlm=1&amp;amp;thumbnailUrl=http%3A%2F%2Fvideo.google.com%2FThumbnailServer2%3Fapp%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dcdabc61739db0e00%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw320%26sigh%3D5WIxEhAZJn04i0fT7A7H0hB337Y&amp;amp;messagesUrl=video.google.com%2FFlashUiStrings.xlb%3Fframe%3Dflashstrings%26hl%3Den" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-8162159107815206943?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=cdabc61739db0e00&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/04/gente-esse-filminho-o-mximo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-2699667368819768888</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Mar 2008 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-03-27T18:49:53.427-03:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>cacilda</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>genialidades</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>momento artístico</category><title></title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai gente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega de sofrimento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inventei de participar da Maratona Fotográfica em plena Páscoa (éééé, eu sou muito esperto), fiquei umas 40 horas sem dormir pra tirar fotos dessa cidade maravilhosa. E ainda convenci o Rafa a entrar nessa roubada.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não é que umas fotos ficaram bem jeitosinhas? A cultura açoriana, por exemplo, saiu muitíssimo bem representada por essa foto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182539556343682754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R-wURKpGlsI/AAAAAAAAACY/WZJW6Ewkl3E/s400/0065+-+22.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bernunças conversando em frente ao museu&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem tudo foram flores. Eles pediram pra gente achar um "mau exemplo" de madrugada. Como eu não queria ser óbvio, fotografar prostitutas e etc não era uma boa idéia. Então, sobrou para a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182540054559889106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R-wUuKpGltI/AAAAAAAAACg/X3wHTEuLHtg/s400/0065+-+11.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mula abandonada destruindo o muro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;aahahahhhh, fala sério?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;essa foto tem que ganhar o prêmio da categoria. Cemzão pra mim (e pro Rafa, que nós combinamos de dividir).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;du-vi-do que alguém tenha sido mais original.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Gostaram?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-2699667368819768888?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/03/ai-gente.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R-wURKpGlsI/AAAAAAAAACY/WZJW6Ewkl3E/s72-c/0065+-+22.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-1481948738176081761</guid><pubDate>Sun, 24 Feb 2008 13:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-24T10:26:20.599-03:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>SéxY</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peitão</category><title></title><description>&lt;div&gt;Hoje eu acordei com calor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Me olhei no espelho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vi uma imagem muito sensual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Descobri que o que eu tenho de mais bonito são os bicos dos meus seios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Por causa disso, vou mostrar tudo, menos os meus mamilos belíssimos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5170537335948081138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R8FwT_cUd_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/yZxHyiutOzU/s400/teta.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Porque a mulher precisa se preservar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Se um homem conhece todos os segredos de uma mulher logo de cara, pode perder o interesse por algo mais sério.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Agora, meninos, pensem em toda a sensualidade de uma mulher ao acordar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(descaradamente copiado de &lt;strong&gt;Dri Spaca&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/em&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/865558832103371027-1481948738176081761?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/hoje-eu-acordei-com-calor.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R8FwT_cUd_I/AAAAAAAAACQ/yZxHyiutOzU/s72-c/teta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-5322865367376726963</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 22:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-07T21:05:51.839-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>orkut</category><title></title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vou viajar amanhã... vou postar uma foto bem positiva para dar sorte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164375506280434994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6uMKTKSzTI/AAAAAAAAACA/nESWKrUN-Fg/s320/laise.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nossa amiga Laíse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falou, mano???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-5322865367376726963?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/vou-viajar-amanh.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6uMKTKSzTI/AAAAAAAAACA/nESWKrUN-Fg/s72-c/laise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-5226055573873953823</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-07T20:14:12.887-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>modelete</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>conspiração</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bafão</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peitão</category><title>São Clemente é punida por desfilar com mulher nua</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6t_gzKSzSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LXGZY2u4ZUs/s1600-h/modelonua_fi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164361599176330530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6t_gzKSzSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LXGZY2u4ZUs/s200/modelonua_fi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Com 387,5 pontos, a São Clemente foi a 12ª colocada no Carnaval carioca, e foi rebaixada para a divisão de acesso em 2009.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;...........................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pra mim, isso é &lt;strong&gt;implicância!&lt;/strong&gt; Uma mulher com &lt;strong&gt;adereços nas costas&lt;/strong&gt; e &lt;strong&gt;maquiagem&lt;/strong&gt; por todo o corpo não pode ser considerada nua... ou pode?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-5226055573873953823?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/so-clemente-punida-por-desfilar-com.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6t_gzKSzSI/AAAAAAAAAB4/LXGZY2u4ZUs/s72-c/modelonua_fi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-2676693168404051865</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-07T20:20:16.173-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>sabedoria</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>bafão</category><title>Homem provoca acidente para ser preso e ficar longe da mulher</title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;José Renato&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Lauermann, 44 anos,&lt;/strong&gt; é tido como um homem trabalhador, gente séria. No domingo à noite, para espanto dos amigos, tomou uma decisão estranha: &lt;strong&gt;bateu o carro contra a delegacia da cidade&lt;/strong&gt; para ser preso e &lt;strong&gt;poder ficar longe da mulher&lt;/strong&gt;. A notícia da &lt;strong&gt;prisão&lt;/strong&gt; dele, que volta e meia era visto passeando com a mulher e os filhos em seu &lt;strong&gt;Chevett&lt;/strong&gt;, espalhou-se pelo município como rastilho de pólvora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sapateiro é &lt;strong&gt;casado &lt;/strong&gt;com a &lt;strong&gt;dona de casa Fabiana Schvartz, 20, há cinco anos.&lt;/strong&gt; Com ela, teve &lt;strong&gt;dois filhos, um de três&lt;/strong&gt; e outro de um ano e cinco meses, mas também apresentava-se como pai de &lt;strong&gt;um menino de cinco anos, filho do primeiro casamento de Fabiana. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na delegacia, o sapateiro &lt;strong&gt;pediu para ficar preso: "Quero ficar preso. Aqui é o único lugar onde posso ficar longe dela". &lt;/strong&gt;Fabiana passou parte da manhã na delegacia. Foi levar &lt;strong&gt;Coca-Cola e salgadinhos&lt;/strong&gt; para o marido e tentar falar com ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;......................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peraí. A dona Fabiana tem 20 anos??? Façam as contas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-2676693168404051865?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/homem-provoca-acidente-para-ser-preso-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-9054198022375185291</guid><pubDate>Thu, 07 Feb 2008 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-07T20:17:46.065-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>filosofâncias</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>frases</category><title>Frase da semana</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"O humor, de um modo geral, é uma coisa que ofende".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;- Higor Lima, professor de Educação Artística&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Assino embaixo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&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/865558832103371027-9054198022375185291?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/frase-da-semana.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-6156563913378736691</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 23:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T21:36:49.400-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>modelete</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>alegria</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>peitão</category><title>ÚLTIMAS DO CARNAVAL</title><description>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eeCjKSzRI/AAAAAAAAABw/NuFQNl9poFE/s1600-h/692981-4404-it2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163269264438906130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 289px" height="305" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eeCjKSzRI/AAAAAAAAABw/NuFQNl9poFE/s320/692981-4404-it2.jpg" width="276" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://carnaval2008.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI2332347-EI10735,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://carnaval2008.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI2332347-EI10735,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;delo da Sã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://carnaval2008.terra.com.br/interna/0,,OI2332347-EI10735,00.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o Clemente perde tapa-sexo de 4cm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A modelo Viviane Castro, 25 anos, que havia chegado nua ontem à concentração da Marquês de Sapucaí, perdeu o tapa-sexo de fitinhas vermelhas que usava no meio do desfile da São Clemente, que abriu a passagem do Grupo Especial do Rio pela avenida. A peça, de 4cm, havia sido colada ao corpo da modelo poucos momentos antes de ela entrar na avenida.&lt;/p&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cofe.ru/apple/gallery/data/media/8/vagina.JPG"&gt;Onde&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; será que foi parar, não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Medo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-6156563913378736691?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/ltimas-do-carnaval.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eeCjKSzRI/AAAAAAAAABw/NuFQNl9poFE/s72-c/692981-4404-it2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-3651500293895134778</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 20:56:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T20:13:32.266-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>orkut</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>SéxY</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>alegria</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>diva</category><title>Concurso DIVA BRASIL 2008 (1)</title><description>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Vou começar homenageando os blogs que visito e admiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Inspirado em Dri Spaca (hihi) lanço o Concurso &lt;strong&gt;DIVA BRASIL 2008&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A primeira diva vem do Ceará.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma gata de Sobral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nome dela é: Bene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163234556808187042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6d-eTKSzKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Cnejn1oqTdQ/s320/Bene+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá, meus amores!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bene é uma flor que desabrocha lentamente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bene é decidida, sabe o que quer.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163243739448265906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eG0zKSzLI/AAAAAAAAAA8/IAjY5P2-QAU/s320/Bene+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Vem provar sua sobremesa, amorzinho!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem sempre Bene foi feliz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bene se decepcionou com a falsidade do seu amor. Hoje, Bene não suporta mentiras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pra dar a volta por cima, Bene teve que ralar muito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163245500384857282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eIbTKSzMI/AAAAAAAAABE/fpUqzZH4xEw/s320/Bene+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Não deixei a peteca cair!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mas Bene também é aventura.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Nossa diva cearense possui múltiplas facetas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163246110270213330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eI-zKSzNI/AAAAAAAAABM/g8VIlzJlzDg/s320/Bene+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bene adora passear com os amigos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Todos admiram seu vestido voando sobre a moto.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163247085227789538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eJ3jKSzOI/AAAAAAAAABU/kCijGYqiKDo/s320/Bene+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bene é amiga dos animais.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A companhia do bichinho faz Bene gargalhar de alegria.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;É por essas e outras que Bene foi escolhida a DIVA CEARÁ 2008.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sua beleza é abundante e SéxY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Merece todos os aplausos dos jurados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163248322178370802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eK_jKSzPI/AAAAAAAAABc/JZt--p2SDnw/s320/Bene+7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só me conhecendo para saber mais detalhes sobre mim!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5163248760265035010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6eLZDKSzQI/AAAAAAAAABk/wihNu3uy6w8/s320/Bene+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tchau queridos!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vejo vocês no forró!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Estrondorosa, não?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ahahhahahahahahhaa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-3651500293895134778?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/concurso-diva-brasil-2008-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_SX78frx0qmc/R6d-eTKSzKI/AAAAAAAAAA0/Cnejn1oqTdQ/s72-c/Bene+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-865558832103371027.post-6697546913882165910</guid><pubDate>Mon, 04 Feb 2008 19:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-04T20:15:14.161-02:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>retrô</category><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>filosofâncias</category><title>Uma rápida Retrospectiva 2007 (atrasada)</title><description>Adoro listas... faz a vida parecer mais fácil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O espetáculo: Les Éphémères, de Ariane Mnouchkine&lt;br /&gt;O filme: Pequena Miss Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;A viagem: para Curitiba, caminhar e conhecer a cidade em dois dias&lt;br /&gt;O acontecimento: a apresentação do TCC&lt;br /&gt;O livro do ano: Ensaio sobre a cegueira, de José Saramago&lt;br /&gt;A surpresa: viagem-relâmpago para Porto Alegre com a Elisa&lt;br /&gt;A decepção: os debates dos espetáculos em Curitiba&lt;br /&gt;A satisfação: trabalhar bastante e acompanhar os alunos&lt;br /&gt;A mania: Comprar livros pela internet&lt;br /&gt;A novidade: estudar inglês pra valer&lt;br /&gt;O acidente: lesionar os ligamentos da mão, jogando vôlei&lt;br /&gt;A alegria: conseguir dançar, apesar de tudo&lt;br /&gt;A tristeza: o roubo da minha bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;A noticia boa: ah, o amor...&lt;br /&gt;A notícia ruim: basta assistir aos jornais e escolher&lt;br /&gt;O stress: finalizar o TCC após sucessivos erros no arquivo&lt;br /&gt;A diversão: baixar joguinhos antigos no computador&lt;br /&gt;O arrependimento: de não ter tentado Mestrado&lt;br /&gt;A saudade: dos amigos que viajaram&lt;br /&gt;A expectativa: com os projetos de incentivo à cultura&lt;br /&gt;A vontade: de viajar mais&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/865558832103371027-6697546913882165910?l=cortadordeovo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://cortadordeovo.blogspot.com/2008/02/uma-rpida-retrospectiva-2007-atrasada.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Wedgey)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item></channel></rss>