tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41184555214293374122024-02-19T08:39:31.031+00:00Where the Others Have Fun!Somos mais que as mães e não estamos assim tão perdidos que não possamos disparatar por esta blogosfera fora...Ana a.k.a Cuddleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16888091928763635740noreply@blogger.comBlogger96125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-64317900080723303002009-05-14T11:05:00.001+01:002009-05-14T11:05:02.527+01:00Trek Yourself Widget<script type="text/javascript" src="http://widgets.clearspring.com/o/49c7fb27a08921f7/4a0becccbcb748bf/4a033f524c2f4108/c2a6341a/widget.js"></script>meldevespashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09234661421406517046noreply@blogger.com33tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-9657498977607986722009-04-18T12:36:00.000+01:002009-04-18T12:37:43.375+01:00Um video fantásticoUm telemóvel, imaginação e bastante talento:<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Brown-eyed Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14101150828787421675noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-87118235480997617462009-03-29T23:26:00.001+01:002009-03-29T23:26:48.117+01:00WTF???Mas já ninguém posta nesta merda???<br /><br /><br />D':Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-67280711167404007562009-01-14T19:01:00.005+00:002009-01-15T11:35:48.977+00:00Carais ma fod**!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANZoIwL_gkb7MmcX1IdxwC6zbYVnwqlRnOZPZx247wiyns-X2PuR1qfwDGaGv3M-F6gpoLt-E-9j5q-EAji5kYvIamygE1OaemanWwPJVMjGW2VBcwFzxWYZoApgKQnJ37xSh_lnmjxck/s1600-h/pimple.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiANZoIwL_gkb7MmcX1IdxwC6zbYVnwqlRnOZPZx247wiyns-X2PuR1qfwDGaGv3M-F6gpoLt-E-9j5q-EAji5kYvIamygE1OaemanWwPJVMjGW2VBcwFzxWYZoApgKQnJ37xSh_lnmjxck/s400/pimple.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291226775794775442" /></a><br /><br />Ando aqui há TRÊS DIAS com uma borbulha no queixo!! Só que esta não é uma borbulha qualquer!! <br />É que nem nasce nem desaparece... ou seja, nem f*de nem sai de cima!<br />É sacana e vil e estúpida.<br />Dói-me e tá vermelho... mas NA DESENVOLVE!! <br />Ai que nervos!!! Que nervosssssssss!<br />É que se desenvolvesse, eu tratava disto... mas assim... na dá pa fazer nada!! NADA!<br />Que chatice pá!!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-89298593060376128972009-01-07T10:33:00.008+00:002009-01-13T11:49:34.101+00:00People are getting dumber and dumber and dumber...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqon5VpBe2GDWODqs-rjDALoQdn1ApmhIThBQx1ZDKtFSGxYz_eiWfzM-wIcnMI_SSzJ5U4X3vh2SFl0TR2hwCGztgT3jBDyW9aE4MZfNTdfl3FOTfcZugJecOAWz_G-ngQHJ9yYtvD9A/s1600-h/burra.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 152px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPqon5VpBe2GDWODqs-rjDALoQdn1ApmhIThBQx1ZDKtFSGxYz_eiWfzM-wIcnMI_SSzJ5U4X3vh2SFl0TR2hwCGztgT3jBDyW9aE4MZfNTdfl3FOTfcZugJecOAWz_G-ngQHJ9yYtvD9A/s400/burra.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288503874130760034" /></a><br /><strong>Sra do super-mercado - "Ai, hoje está tanto frio!!!! :s"</strong><br /><strong>Moi meme - "Tá sim! Tá que na se pode! :s"<br />Sra do super-mercado - "Hoje quando cheguei estavam zero graus negativos!!!:o"<br />Moi meme - "Zero graus NEGATIVOS?!? :s"<br />Sra do super-mercado - "Zero graus negativos."<br />Moi meme - "Zero graus negativos é obra... -.-' "<br />Sra do super-mercado - "Poizé."</strong>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-14198163198801790762008-12-30T16:37:00.004+00:002008-12-30T17:09:10.364+00:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvTuq9sbX2Wg_ATICCI8_-yycKLD39O2G2npPnIaYuGAVKJp0bMRYuLhBWfUKPVN5ur80m6JJ_4d_CBa6KKEosojj2RI7-71xVLIy-roH7OLZ4ztcjLTzRCTJdmg3MzTmRxM_CFPJs1YQ/s1600-h/KNIFES.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNvTuq9sbX2Wg_ATICCI8_-yycKLD39O2G2npPnIaYuGAVKJp0bMRYuLhBWfUKPVN5ur80m6JJ_4d_CBa6KKEosojj2RI7-71xVLIy-roH7OLZ4ztcjLTzRCTJdmg3MzTmRxM_CFPJs1YQ/s400/KNIFES.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285625578054569426" /></a><br />Ele disse-me: "Acabei de ver a songa-monga!"<br />Eu, se soubesse que nunca ia ser apanhada... matava a songa-monga!! Esse serzinho decadente e patético que por azar geográfico tenho de lidar diáriamente. Essa croma!! Essa biltre!! Essa pessoinha que me dá vontade de usar de usar separadores de cimento como arma de arremesso na direcção daquela cabecinha estúpida!! Sempre com aquele ar de "eu é que sei mas estou demasiado cansada com o mundo para discutir o assunto"... <br />Como eu gostava de a transformar em salame fatiado!!! DAÇ!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-79584909233398275212008-12-20T15:00:00.003+00:002008-12-20T15:13:32.834+00:00O que o Pai Natal tem a ver o com o Natal...Alguma vez pensaram como é que esta coisa do Natal, dos presentes, e do Pai Natal nasceu?<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKIFpEUbnYg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKIFpEUbnYg&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br />E JÁ AGORA: um bom natal para todos os Others *Random Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500069570913804021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-58449456781832907502008-11-28T23:39:00.001+00:002008-11-28T23:43:24.718+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tz79rnyeENB575q0R8jEYTcllHSaSZol26mqWZywG4-qYfizfEnZeZF5OTHEVaHTnjpVTX1RopVuPpHlT-RO_hPokK5F4lObugQCRmG3Z9lnUT4dYJDfMCLAxj0gQOPadHepxOdujeqt/s1600-h/Image007.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273857637776676466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6tz79rnyeENB575q0R8jEYTcllHSaSZol26mqWZywG4-qYfizfEnZeZF5OTHEVaHTnjpVTX1RopVuPpHlT-RO_hPokK5F4lObugQCRmG3Z9lnUT4dYJDfMCLAxj0gQOPadHepxOdujeqt/s400/Image007.jpg" border="0" /></a>miltonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12619767267042993858noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-61039502214052200332008-11-28T11:02:00.001+00:002008-11-28T11:10:20.953+00:00Parabéns filha!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTMtrLKh4jbYNRMev3i0h8MswKcWm4JVtG1szMjw3JWoHkm9dHFq1NtuVQxLCZr4pa6-mYfnrpog4zYMm33fVLPsL-_tG14ZpRtagN5bxwNtUVO-jir2YIQ0BHg0z8ayT9p-AAPmwTrQ/s1600-h/_MG_1653.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuTMtrLKh4jbYNRMev3i0h8MswKcWm4JVtG1szMjw3JWoHkm9dHFq1NtuVQxLCZr4pa6-mYfnrpog4zYMm33fVLPsL-_tG14ZpRtagN5bxwNtUVO-jir2YIQ0BHg0z8ayT9p-AAPmwTrQ/s320/_MG_1653.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273664089249877602" /></a><br /><br /><br /><strong>Balada para os nossos filhos</strong><br /><br /><em>Um filho é como um ramo despontado<br />do tronco já maduro que sou eu<br />um filho é como um pássaro deitado<br />no ninho da mulher que me escolheu<br /><br />Um filho é ver-se um homem prolongado<br />no mundo da verdade em que nasceu<br />um filho é ver-se um homem atirado<br />das raízes da terra para o céu<br /><br />Meu filho minha vida és meu sangue e meu carinho<br />meu pássaro de carne meu amor<br />meu filho que nasceste do ventre do carinho<br />da minha companheira que deu flor<br /><br />João é um botão de cravo rubro<br />Joana é uma rosa cor de Abril<br />dois filhos que eu embalo e que descubro<br />que sendo só dois podem ser mil<br /><br />Pois filhos do amor e da ternura<br />que sendo de todos não são de nenhum<br />e não há no mundo coisa mais pura<br />que a gente amar em todos cada um<br /><br />Meu filho minha vida és meu sangue e meu carinho<br />meu pássaro de carne meu amor<br />meu filho que nasceste do ventre do carinho<br />da minha companheira que deu flor<br /><br />João é um botão de cravo rubro<br />Joana é uma rosa cor de Abril<br />dois filhos que eu embalo e que descubro<br />que sendo só dois podem ser mil<br /><br />Pois filhos do amor e da ternura<br />que sendo de todos não são de nenhum<br />e não há no mundo coisa mais pura<br />que a gente amar em todos cada um</em><br /><strong>Ary dos Santos</strong>Brown-eyed Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14101150828787421675noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-88219504973172738742008-11-07T11:02:00.001+00:002008-11-07T11:02:30.680+00:00:coffee:<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoLeZBKW_dStiQAHaAgpUFwv6N10NqBduWIBLcx1mxFY3YjGYWbIcrnnxvUvAgJGRJo909OsTIJSSSyWaczkObKCuQb6A4m5A4ExDoIVo2HORf0IiNaYdaWLSytBy8Wy7OM80zsghQXYy/s1600-h/1159477723_f.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 269px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkoLeZBKW_dStiQAHaAgpUFwv6N10NqBduWIBLcx1mxFY3YjGYWbIcrnnxvUvAgJGRJo909OsTIJSSSyWaczkObKCuQb6A4m5A4ExDoIVo2HORf0IiNaYdaWLSytBy8Wy7OM80zsghQXYy/s400/1159477723_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265869313900947250" /></a>weeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08484712230588288612noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-29024283124791677632008-11-01T16:12:00.002+00:002008-11-01T16:17:47.153+00:00Sim?!Que foi Weee? Hm? Que tu queres? Hm? Que é q tu .. Hm? Queres? Hm? Hm?<br />Pash .. PASH!<br /><br />Bom fim de semana a todos, ou a alguns - um grupo seleccionado de pessoas que eu conheço e que desejo bem. Ou só então para quem ler isto. Que vai ser pouca gente ..<br />Porque este blog .. tá a soro.Random Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500069570913804021noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-55960718934820169112008-10-31T15:26:00.001+00:002008-10-31T15:26:25.331+00:00EITÁ TUDO A ACORDAR!!!!!!!<br /><br />Irra <_<weeehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08484712230588288612noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-43712543265756053422008-09-17T14:51:00.002+01:002008-09-17T14:53:32.673+01:00This is no fun!<div style="border: 1px solid #cccccc; background-color: white; width: 115px; text-align: center; padding: 0 0 10px 0;"><p style="margin: 0"><a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/"><img src="http://images.business-opportunities.biz/blogworth/gw.jpg" style="border:0;"></a><br /> <span style="font-size: 11px;">My <a href="http://wheretheothershavefun.blogspot.com/">blog</a> is worth <b>$0.00</b>.</span><br /><span style="font-size: 10px;"><a href="http://www.business-opportunities.biz/projects/how-much-is-your-blog-worth/">How much is your blog worth?</a></span></p><p><a href="http://www.technorati.com/" style="border: 0px;"><img src="http://technorati.com/pix/tech-logo-embed.gif" style="border: 0px;"></a></p></div><br /><br />Ahhhh pois, diz que o nosso tasco não vale nada! Órdinários!<br /><br />Ora experimentem lá os vossos urls e digam lá quanto valem ehehehmeldevespashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09234661421406517046noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-51603572483441538682008-09-01T22:50:00.003+01:002008-09-01T22:55:14.578+01:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>the demon cow, </strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>also know as...</em></span></div><br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241174408411539618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWb9U58-u0h-n0wSJgCbDCSNZyI94cRypNEmfyhj4VdNoColDKX1UNyoUKhL4z_5iBLkrqB2S79jnRQz4M8puF8fNfnbi4o0h4i9i3eLkCFaRhg34hAsQXlU6XjJPNQjkEKSkwwclYlm6M/s400/029.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">THE CEREAL KILLER !!!(the real one.)</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div align="right"><span style="font-family:verdana;">isn't she scary?:s:S</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-35683484135097841772008-08-21T20:29:00.002+01:002008-08-21T20:33:04.059+01:00Give Into Me<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPoaGN5aEt0&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sPoaGN5aEt0&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Another one for YOU!!!Mónikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220161147430369175noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-31845024117733796952008-08-21T19:56:00.005+01:002008-08-21T20:10:07.842+01:00Can't Take My Eyes Off You!!!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VmKGbVlOfo&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-VmKGbVlOfo&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br />Para o BJ!! :)Mónikehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07220161147430369175noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-31749171950243408872008-08-20T10:37:00.003+01:002008-08-20T10:40:20.187+01:00Adeus, Carlota...<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQUnzk7IliPOY25VU0sTOu95vUUvsb81Fp2LGdEgB453iDSsXH_UfTZEZmkXDUB3dYZIDQSx6j5VaHwDs3hOD3KCJsHzqGJUi6rtp7owCVv5gqdEaEcH3gz-EkeF7TniVpu7B2axlEus/s1600-h/09072008(001).jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrQUnzk7IliPOY25VU0sTOu95vUUvsb81Fp2LGdEgB453iDSsXH_UfTZEZmkXDUB3dYZIDQSx6j5VaHwDs3hOD3KCJsHzqGJUi6rtp7owCVv5gqdEaEcH3gz-EkeF7TniVpu7B2axlEus/s320/09072008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236531943915541666" /></a><br /><br />Foi a pior viagem da minha vida, levar-te ao veterinário naquele dia.<br />A única coisa que me conforta, além de saber que fiz o melhor para ti, foi ter tido a coragem de conseguir que morresses nos meus braços...Brown-eyed Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14101150828787421675noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-84728689232316760072008-08-18T10:07:00.002+01:002008-08-18T10:42:05.712+01:00Só mesmo porque sim...não sei bem porquê...mas hoje acordei com esta imagem na cabeça.<br />Do mais belo filme de sempre.....não..não estou a exagerar...<br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYrsllfsvlQ&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OYrsllfsvlQ&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><em>To my sweet sweet love in her 15th birthday. love you</em>meldevespashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09234661421406517046noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-37618939533985624582008-07-25T03:03:00.001+01:002008-07-25T03:04:10.234+01:00Pretty much the coolest thing ever.<object width="425" height="344"><br />Link original: http://gizmodo.com/5027378/real-dinosaur-on-the-loose-in-a-museum-makes-learning-fun-extremely-dangerous<param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BQTxx-SIFY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/0BQTxx-SIFY&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Random Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500069570913804021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-46032743889145957552008-07-24T23:11:00.003+01:002008-07-24T23:37:56.098+01:00Isn't She Something?......<em>She <br /><br />May be the face I can't forget <br /><br />The trace of pleasure or regret <br /><br />May be my treasure or the price I have to pay <br /><br />She <br /><br />May be the song that summer sings <br /><br />May be the chill that autumn brings <br /><br />May be a hundred different things <br /><br />Within the measure of a day<br /><br />She <br /><br />May be the beauty or the beast <br /><br />May be the famine or the feast <br /><br />May turn each day into a heaven or a hell <br /><br />She may be the mirror of my dreams <br /><br />The smile reflected in a stream <br /><br />She may not be what she may seem <br /><br />Inside her shell <br /><br />She <br /><br />Who always seems so happy in a crowd <br /><br />Whose eyes can be so private and so proud <br /><br />No one's allowed to see them when they cry <br /><br />She <br /><br />May be the love that cannot hope to last <br /><br />May come to me from shadows of the past <br /><br />That I'll remember till the day I die <br /><br />She <br /><br />May be the reason I survive <br /><br />The why and wherefore I'm alive <br /><br />The one I'll care for through the rough in ready years <br /><br />Me <br /><br />I'll take her laughter and her tears <br /><br />And make them all my souvenirs <br /><br />For where she goes I've got to be <br /><br />The meaning of my life is <br /><br />She</em><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiubqYOc4Q5Q2ZFfKzQBF8E_jugcSE9JJphjVZ-I_iiZXiMf4YUsg7Ib-_4IqhtNFGLb-JBgZqSLg60tuxjfgZ3J-vqTmosH3PkXK45DwfyoSjeYJu6Wm4Wh6ZGFpCrlR7Bu8-WBdekSrts/s1600-h/fotografias_ferias_2008+078.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiubqYOc4Q5Q2ZFfKzQBF8E_jugcSE9JJphjVZ-I_iiZXiMf4YUsg7Ib-_4IqhtNFGLb-JBgZqSLg60tuxjfgZ3J-vqTmosH3PkXK45DwfyoSjeYJu6Wm4Wh6ZGFpCrlR7Bu8-WBdekSrts/s320/fotografias_ferias_2008+078.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226709703883785938" /></a><br /><br />Awsome, godgess, wonderful, etc, etc<br /><br />(Lyric by Elvis Costello)meldevespashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09234661421406517046noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-75420509511227746312008-07-24T15:33:00.000+01:002008-07-24T15:34:36.605+01:00Awareness Test<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ahg6qcgoay4&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Ana a.k.a Cuddleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16888091928763635740noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-81332358869763731282008-07-17T22:40:00.002+01:002008-07-17T22:46:52.153+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;">there are children throwing snowballs here</span><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" > instead of throwing </span><span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;" >heads</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> They're busy building toys</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> And absolutely <span style="font-style: italic;">no one's</span> <span style="font-weight: bold;">dead!</span></span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> There's frost on every window</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> Oh, I can't believe my eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> And in my bones I feel the warmth</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> That's coming from inside<br /><br />~</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv43SWe2LQNZTLyTvris6vmDUrrdV5MdpOB_IZY3kq8rFTTgb1FqQxyo_C43NkZI3LIfBbVo4ZlRQaDX-eGTIJNKmpJyMapo5vcHci7WIkoQgOEwT-ch2HTQOKy_hj3uvk3cpuqC_doHtt/s1600-h/jack4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv43SWe2LQNZTLyTvris6vmDUrrdV5MdpOB_IZY3kq8rFTTgb1FqQxyo_C43NkZI3LIfBbVo4ZlRQaDX-eGTIJNKmpJyMapo5vcHci7WIkoQgOEwT-ch2HTQOKy_hj3uvk3cpuqC_doHtt/s400/jack4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224102570470349042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;" >estive a rever o filme, outra vez :)</span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;"> </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-25612360064927486502008-07-15T22:16:00.002+01:002008-07-15T22:21:42.977+01:00Só por uma vez...Queria saber a que sabe a tua boca...<br />Como cheira o teu suor depois do amor...<br />Se o toque das tuas mãos é como o imagino...<br /><br />Há dias em que as tuas palavras podiam criar uma baía no meio da minha tempestade...<br /><br />Hoje é um desses dias.Brown-eyed Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14101150828787421675noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-14755134217990076022008-07-15T03:55:00.004+01:002008-07-15T04:09:24.720+01:00Question Of The Day #1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PuV4kKysUAs/SHwUtwYTybI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QMN7on0mzgA/s1600-h/twin.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_PuV4kKysUAs/SHwUtwYTybI/AAAAAAAAAA4/QMN7on0mzgA/s320/twin.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223072444156463538" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="font-size:130%;">If you made a clone .. and then you killed it .. would that be suicide?</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Random Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500069570913804021noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4118455521429337412.post-47346711005567002892008-07-14T20:49:00.004+01:002008-07-14T20:54:36.177+01:00Fearless Puppy.<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANYHEGizMUM&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ANYHEGizMUM&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;">For he is without fear.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></div>Random Thoughtshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14500069570913804021noreply@blogger.com0