<?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-3427481517939715972</id><updated>2012-02-17T00:30:54.432-02:00</updated><category term='Medo'/><category term='Relacionamentos'/><category term='Dúvida'/><category term='01 Minuto de Sabedoria'/><category term='Beleza'/><category term='Vida'/><category term='Amores'/><category term='Babadon'/><category term='Homens'/><category term='Recomeço'/><category term='Arte'/><category term='Idéias'/><category term='Ficadica'/><category term='Amor'/><category term='Indagações'/><category term='Revolta'/><category term='Cafajeste'/><title type='text'>Por que os homens são babacas?</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-4783925800897067299</id><published>2011-01-26T15:35:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T09:39:45.451-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babadon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cafajeste'/><title type='text'>Esses homens..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu estava pensando em um fato curioso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Homens são levemente cafajestes, mas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;muitas vezes não se importam com esse rótulo e não dão a mínima &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;para isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TUBZmGKLVsI/AAAAAAAABLE/2rQZAHKZGR8/s1600/photo25.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TUBZmGKLVsI/AAAAAAAABLE/2rQZAHKZGR8/s1600/photo25.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Obama e Sarkozy, com sua olhadinha que o mundo inteiro viu!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Você por acaso já se perguntou por que os homens curvam tanto a cabeça para reparar e olhar a "lataria" quando uma mulher mais bonita do que a gente, passa por eles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Fico infignada com o descaramento desses homens! Uns, de mãos dadas com a namorada ou a esposa, fazem isso na cara dura e nem se importam em disfarçar!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem, nós não somos santas, (se fôssemos, estávamos no altar, hihi!), mas, que disfarçamos bem, isso ninguém nega! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Quem nunca deu uma "espiadinha" na carne alheia que atire a primeira pedra! Mas fazer isso com classe, é outra história né colega?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Beijos mona! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-4783925800897067299?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/4783925800897067299/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-eu-estava-pensando-em-um-fato.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4783925800897067299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4783925800897067299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/hoje-eu-estava-pensando-em-um-fato.html' title='Esses homens..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TUBZmGKLVsI/AAAAAAAABLE/2rQZAHKZGR8/s72-c/photo25.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-4617285522306156616</id><published>2011-01-25T23:44:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-26T11:50:02.485-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relacionamentos'/><title type='text'>Por quê?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT9719rry9I/AAAAAAAABK8/KhIOt20gdSI/s1600/DANIEL+c%25C3%25B3pia.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" s5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT9719rry9I/AAAAAAAABK8/KhIOt20gdSI/s320/DANIEL+c%25C3%25B3pia.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Por que os homens são assim?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nos iludem, nos contam mentiras, nos f*%dem, nos fazem borrar toda nossa maquiagem, nos fazem torrar nosso cartão de crédito comprando roupas maravilhosas só para eles no perceberem, nos fazem aprender a se equilibrar em saltos enooooormes só para ficarmos mais lindas-e-poderosas, nos fazem gastar horas e horas no salão de beleza, nos fazem procurar os tratamentos de beleza mais loucos que existem, nos fazem frequentar academias, para.. simplesmente dizer: &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;"Então gatchiiiiinha, sabe como que é né? É que eu tô precisando aproveitar mais o meu tempo livre, preciso de liberdade.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Ou seja meu amorzinho, isso significa..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;"Cai fora! Desiste de mim! Ninguém vai me colocar coleira nenhuma! Sou de ninguém!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Homens tem um dom supremo em fazer tudo isso e, sem ficar com remorso algum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e depois, nos encontram em qualquer lugar do mundo, numa dessas festinhas, num desses encontros &lt;strike&gt;(in)&lt;/strike&gt;casuais da vida e na maior cara de pau, com todo charme-safadeza-cara-de-pau do mundo nos dizem: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;"Oi querida, tá sumida hein?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, por que os homens são assim?&lt;br /&gt;E depois, as criaturas estranhas "somos nóis!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos bee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-4617285522306156616?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/4617285522306156616/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4617285522306156616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4617285522306156616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-que.html' title='Por quê?'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT9719rry9I/AAAAAAAABK8/KhIOt20gdSI/s72-c/DANIEL+c%25C3%25B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-4987700986253096053</id><published>2011-01-25T17:31:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T17:39:58.847-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ficadica'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Babadon'/><title type='text'>Já diziam..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Já diziam nossas amadas do Fashion World..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT8k0YK5MPI/AAAAAAAABKs/QlvkzkniRiI/s1600/IMG_0344_1%255B1%255D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT8k0YK5MPI/AAAAAAAABKs/QlvkzkniRiI/s1600/IMG_0344_1%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;#Ficadica amadenhas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-4987700986253096053?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/4987700986253096053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/ja-dizia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4987700986253096053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4987700986253096053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/ja-dizia.html' title='Já diziam..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TT8k0YK5MPI/AAAAAAAABKs/QlvkzkniRiI/s72-c/IMG_0344_1%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-7198240833477849544</id><published>2011-01-24T14:58:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T16:04:10.140-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relacionamentos'/><title type='text'>A arte imita a vida..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TFcqad-6DWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/0sNRidMdLcI/s1600/ele_nao_esta_tao_a_fim_de_voce_poster01+c%C3%B3pia.png" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" height="640" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500912104069795170" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TFcqad-6DWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/0sNRidMdLcI/s640/ele_nao_esta_tao_a_fim_de_voce_poster01+c%C3%B3pia.png" style="display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 273px;" width="436" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Há alguns dias atrás (&lt;strike&gt;quer dizer, há muitos dias!),&lt;/strike&gt; sabe quando não se tem nada para ver na TV mas mesmo assim você proura por algo que "massageie" seu cérebro e você procura incessantemente qualquer programa em qualquer canal que te atraia?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poizé! Dia desses me esparramei no sofá e liguei a TV e parei para assitir o primeiro filme que encontrei e, batata! Adivinha qual filme passava?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5MJRaQiWwY"&gt;Ele não está &lt;em&gt;tão&lt;/em&gt; a fim de você&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu sei que esse filme é velho, ok, e eu sempre assisto filmes que simplesmente já estrearam há milhões de anos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o que foi isso? Esse filme é d-e-m-a-is! E eu confesso que adorei! Tive até mesmo uma sessão mulherzinha, e que chorei de verdade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O mais legal foi ver aquele cara lindo (na minha opinião), o Alex, ter uma visão muito, mas muito bacana sobre relacionamentos e vê-lo terminar o filme junto com Gigi. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A parte mais fofinha, na minha opinião, foi o Alex indo até o apartamento da Gigi, só para dar&amp;nbsp;uma caneta de brinde, que ele esqueceu de entregar.. OMG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[ &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9G9gwdjW3-M"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9G9gwdjW3-M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1d0e2843cbb74f3" 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.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d0e2843cbb74f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819796%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E0AB8D0DDFFD8A28A2ABF4011DE5562844D4365.224FAFE7D7F42AB5D62C60447486F4A59B99FBF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0e2843cbb74f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTjuPxgPEfDIFvcwuS1PF_-PVw6M&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01d0e2843cbb74f3%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331819796%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3E0AB8D0DDFFD8A28A2ABF4011DE5562844D4365.224FAFE7D7F42AB5D62C60447486F4A59B99FBF5%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1d0e2843cbb74f3%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTjuPxgPEfDIFvcwuS1PF_-PVw6M&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;A arte imita a vida, ou o contrário?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E trouxa seria o autor se não juntassem os dois no final.&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o Alex! Além de tudo&amp;nbsp;é um fofo e eu quero um cara desses prá mim! :)&lt;br /&gt;Beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-7198240833477849544?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/7198240833477849544/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/arte-imita-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7198240833477849544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7198240833477849544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2011/01/arte-imita-vida.html' title='A arte imita a vida..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TFcqad-6DWI/AAAAAAAAAtI/0sNRidMdLcI/s72-c/ele_nao_esta_tao_a_fim_de_voce_poster01+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-6237661198621432464</id><published>2010-08-09T13:19:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T18:34:57.929-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A tal da carência</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O que fazer quando nos sentimos desorientados, sem chão, excluídos, naquele momento emo, ou seja, na MERDA total? A maioria dos seres do sexo masculino não entendem (ou se fazem de desentendidos) e não se prontificam para suprir nossas necessidades...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E aí como fica?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Consolos já não resolvem mais nenhum problema, só comprovam mais o fato da solidão rs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Piadinha só pra descontrair, mas enfim... sem contar o lado sexual da coisa (que não é tão relevante no assunto), nos dias que a auto estima baixa está em alta fica difícil pra gente se controlar emocionalmente e parece que ninguém se toca pra ajudar, nem aquele ser mais feinho da sala ou do trabalho parece se preocupar com nosso momento... é o machismo falando mais alto né! ¬¬&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se liguem, homens, em pleno século XXI não existe mais essa coisa de que 'macho' não deve falar sobre sentimentos, abram os olhos criaturas, parem de pensar um pouco com a cabeça de baixo e usem um pouco a de cima... tentem jogar uma conversa fora com um(a) colega de sala ou do serviço, convide pra um jantar, um café, um sorvete, uma cerveja que seja rs, façam-nos sentirmos mais importantes no mundo, e novamente e digo SEM SEGUNDAS INTENÇÕES!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As vezes é só um olhar diferenciado, um sorriso bem elaborado, uma palavra bonitinha bem falada que a gente precisa pra poder seguir em frente arrasando na noitchy rs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Beijos bitchs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-6237661198621432464?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6237661198621432464/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/08/tal-da-carencia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6237661198621432464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6237661198621432464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/08/tal-da-carencia.html' title='A tal da carência'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-5823577693163018893</id><published>2010-07-26T15:05:00.024-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T10:11:43.269-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><title type='text'>A falta de atenção..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os homens que amamos, ou procuramos amar, em síntese, cerca de 50% confessam que não tem a menor idéia de qual seja a aparência real de suas companheiras. Segundo eles, nós somos MESTRES em disfarçar nossas imperfeições e isso não os incomodam!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eles dizem que somos expert's em "esconder" nossas rugas, a cor original de nossos cabelos, de nossos olhos.. É como se eles não conhecessem nosso "ORIGINAL DE FÁBRICA" capicce? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TE3b-NhrNYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G-BpbrFAfEM/s1600/untitled+c%C3%B3pia.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TE3b-NhrNYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G-BpbrFAfEM/s320/untitled+c%C3%B3pia.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;• &lt;em&gt;28% dos homens não têm a menor idéia de que as mulheres arrancam pêlos do rosto ou mesmo lixam e pintam as unhas;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;• 1 entre 20 mulheres, nunca permitiu que seu parceiro a visse sem ao &lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;menos algum recurso de beleza.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;• As mulheres não gostam de expor os esforços realizados para ficarem bonitas, principalmente para os homens;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Olha que máximo isso! A gente sabe que não é de hoje que eles sempre, NUNCA reparam no que fazemos. E isso não é novidade, e agora, baseado em pesquisas, sabemos que não há como eles negarem: OS HOMENS NÃO NOS PERCEBEM, NÃO REPARAM EM NÓS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nós não sabemos se isso é bom ou ruim.. &lt;br /&gt;[ + AQUI: &lt;a href="http://beleza.terra.com.br/mulher/interna/0,,OI4540031-EI7590,00-Homens+nao+conhecem+aparencia+real+das+parceiras+diz+estudo.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: white;"&gt;Homens não conhecem real aparência das mulheres&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-5823577693163018893?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5823577693163018893/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/07/falta-de-atencao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5823577693163018893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5823577693163018893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/07/falta-de-atencao.html' title='A falta de atenção..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/TE3b-NhrNYI/AAAAAAAAAsw/G-BpbrFAfEM/s72-c/untitled+c%C3%B3pia.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-5165582144927561869</id><published>2010-07-18T01:43:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:03:43.296-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Recomeço'/><title type='text'>Vô ti falar, viu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sinceramente, eu não queria voltar com o blog.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Até porque há um tempo atrás eu mudei minha opinião superficial sobre os homens, e milhões de coisas aconteceram! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;MAS.. Aliás, sempre tem um MAS.. Algumas coisas andaram acontecendo e eu cada vez mais tenho a imensa vontade de descobrir "por que os homens são babacas?". Não são todos assim, aliás, conheço muitos que não merecem esse título! Uns que são uns amores, responsáveis, cientes daquilo que fazem ou dizem.. Mas ainda existe, do meu ponto de vista, uns homens que, são sim, babacas e, muito! Esses homens que ficam num diz-que-me-diz ou num vai-e-não-vai que, irrita qualquer pessoa e, provavelmente também irritaria você!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Enfim, não queria continuar com o blog, pois muitos dizem que é feminista demais, mas.. &lt;br /&gt;Se Jesus não agradou a todos, quem sou eu, ou o que é esse humilde blog, para agradar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Besitos! J.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-5165582144927561869?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5165582144927561869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/07/sinceramente-eu-nao-queria-voltar-com-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5165582144927561869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5165582144927561869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/07/sinceramente-eu-nao-queria-voltar-com-o.html' title='Vô ti falar, viu!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-7874287611991047170</id><published>2010-04-09T09:22:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T19:06:33.418-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dúvida'/><title type='text'>Estive pensando..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/S78gCP9es8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xXMHaJszAEA/s1600/doubt2.jpg" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/S78gCP9es8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xXMHaJszAEA/s320/doubt2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acho que a maioria das pessoas, seja homem, mulher, gay, lésbica, travesti, trans, pans ou o que quer que seja, sempre fica com aquele bem bendito pé atrás quando sai de uma relação ruim e depois de um tempo pensa entrar em outra.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Surge todo aquele medo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;- AI! Será que vai dar certo? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- MAS e se acontecer tudo de novo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E SE nem for diferente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A resposta pra essas perguntas se resume em quatro palavrinhas essenciais que acalmam minha alma: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;VAI TOMAR NO CU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe isso gente, cada pessoa é diferente, você pode sofrer sim, isso é FATO, porque não existe um relacionamento onde tudo é um mar de rosas, seria tão sei lá... sem nexo rs&lt;br /&gt;Mas acho que até tentarmos algo diferente, com uma pessoa diferente, não podemos dizer que vai ser a mesma coisa, que não vai adiantar de nada ter acredito mais um vez nas hitórinhas de amor, e coisas do tipo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Custa criar um pouco de coragem, ter um pouco de fé e se dar mais uma chance pra ser feliz? e fazer uma outra pessoa feliz? As vezes é disso o que todos precisamos, só uma chance, um recomeço, uma aventura ao desconhecido, sei lá, deixe-se levar pelo menos uma vez pela espontaneidade do momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Umbeijopraquementendeuorecado, L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-7874287611991047170?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/7874287611991047170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/04/estive-pensando.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7874287611991047170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7874287611991047170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/04/estive-pensando.html' title='Estive pensando..'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/S78gCP9es8I/AAAAAAAAAEc/xXMHaJszAEA/s72-c/doubt2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-219638740132393934</id><published>2010-03-08T14:08:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:27:45.276-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Internacional da Mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Sim, hoje é o nosso dia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;E PARABÉNS A TODAS AS MULHERES! Sejam elas mães, avós, filhas, sobrinhas, netas, negras, brancas, amarelas, azuis, pardas, altas, baixas, loiras, morenas, ruivas, trabalhadoras, desempregadas, estudantes, donas-de-casa, chefes ou simplesmente as que ficaram para TITIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E PARA PROVAR QUE NÃO SOMOS MARIA-GASOLINA, ontem, (07/03) a Volkswagen lançou em rede nacional um comercial em nossa homenagem! E eu APROVEI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwTknzVvJCw"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwTknzVvJCw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZwTknzVvJCw"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogger.com/video-thumbnail.g?contentId=bfc0ab8bf2240308&amp;amp;zx=2dfbby-pkg5xh" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-219638740132393934?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=29ffb64b4f5a8445&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=bfc0ab8bf2240308&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/219638740132393934/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/03/sim-hoje-e-o-nosso-dia-e-parabens-todas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/219638740132393934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/219638740132393934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/03/sim-hoje-e-o-nosso-dia-e-parabens-todas.html' title='Dia Internacional da Mulher'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1400033808611629025</id><published>2010-02-25T12:27:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:03:55.168-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Andei pensando..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Homens que não agem como dizem, são fracos, homens são grandemente babacas sim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me diga o seguinte: VOCÊ TRAIRIA SUA NAMORADA? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NÃO! A TRAÍDA NÃO SOU EU! O CHIFRE NÃO É MEU!&lt;/span&gt; A traição, mesmo sem o contato físico já é uma forma de traição?! O fato de você "xavecar" uma pessoa, mesmo "namorando" com outra, já não é trair? Homens que fazem isso são grandemente covardes.. Ou trai logo de uma vez e não enrola ou termina de uma vez a merda do namoro, pô! Facilita aí colega! Tô muito puta da vida.. Descobri mais um CARA BABACA no meio do caminho.. Literalmente no MEIO DO CAMINHO MESMO! Aliás, ligeiramente um pedaço de mal caminho.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu pensei que esses lances de idade era relativo, mas não é não! Com os caras mais velhos a gente "toma no nariz" porque eles são fissurados por academia, muito "psy", carros, adrenalina, velocidade e mulheres-frutas, querem várias melancias, pêras, uvas, maracujás ou qualquer merda que vier pela frente..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aYdmWzgbI/AAAAAAAAAew/gH-fwvGdSBg/s1600-h/IMAGEM+453+pequeno.png"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aYdmWzgbI/AAAAAAAAAew/gH-fwvGdSBg/s200/IMAGEM+453+pequeno.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aYdTZd1LI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-0-C30-e51k/s1600-h/IMAGEM+452+pequeno.png"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aYdTZd1LI/AAAAAAAAAeo/-0-C30-e51k/s200/IMAGEM+452+pequeno.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aY-dJW4qI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_Jdri4YYMnY/s1600-h/IMAGEM+454+pequeno.png"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aY-dJW4qI/AAAAAAAAAe4/_Jdri4YYMnY/s200/IMAGEM+454+pequeno.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Com os caras mais novos, a gente "escorrega na batatinha" porque simplesmente eles ainda NÃO SAÍRAM DAS FRALDAS por completo! Querem atençao, palavras doces, gestos singelos e apelidinhos fofinhos.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pensa bem, acreditar em qualquer um desses dois tipos de homem é uma tremenda fraqueza não é?! POIS BEM, ENTÃO EU FRACASSEI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois bem.. E não é que o idiota não teve coragem de terminar com a feia da namorada dele?!E não é que ele não aguentou sustentar depois nada do que ele disse?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fala a verdade né?! Ainda bem que eu ACORDEI!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Imagina eu.. Uma universitária, batendo na porta dos 20 anos, terminando a faculdade, cheia de idéias na cabeça, com a vontade de revolucionar o mundo (ou o bar!), imagina se eu iria dar bola prá um BABACA desses que nem chegou aos 18, e que repetiu pela milésima vez o colegial? Caia fora de qualquer coisa dessas meu amor!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;E lembre-se: "Homens pensam com a outra cabeça!" rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAU, QUE DESABAFO.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1400033808611629025?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1400033808611629025/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/andei-pensando.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1400033808611629025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1400033808611629025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/andei-pensando.html' title='Andei pensando..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S4aYdmWzgbI/AAAAAAAAAew/gH-fwvGdSBg/s72-c/IMAGEM+453+pequeno.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1816946036289062894</id><published>2010-02-10T16:22:00.012-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:25:29.160-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idéias'/><title type='text'>Volta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mil anos sem nada ser postado e.. Cá estamos nós! No segundo mês de 2010! Não sei o que aconteceu para desanimarmos desse jeito. Mas sei que isso não é bom e nem é normal!&lt;br /&gt;Minha cabeça na verdade, tá fervilhando.. Tá um mini-calderãozinho de idéias, mas não sei porque não consigo colocar essas idéias no papel (sic).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em apenas dois meses desse novo ano, tantas coisas aconteceram comigo, que particularmente, acho que minha VIDA AMOROSA é uma PIADA mesmo! E sei que renderiam muitos posts cômicos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S3L6FzQOijI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6cGgfulj7mo/s1600-h/IMAGEM+426+COLOR+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S3L6FzQOijI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6cGgfulj7mo/s400/IMAGEM+426+COLOR+copy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;PRECISO DE SORTE. Preciso de histórias para contar prá vocês! QUPWEUPQW rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1816946036289062894?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1816946036289062894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/volta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1816946036289062894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1816946036289062894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/volta.html' title='Volta!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/S3L6FzQOijI/AAAAAAAAAcw/6cGgfulj7mo/s72-c/IMAGEM+426+COLOR+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-7356595590724972798</id><published>2010-02-08T10:56:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:19:39.106-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indagações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Medo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sabendo de todas as complicações (desde maturidade, liberdade até compromisso sério e tal), existem pessoas que insistem em pegar, deitar e rolar, e o pior, se &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;APEGAR&lt;/span&gt; à uma criança rs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Esse é o famoso 'papa-anjo', adora manter a creche sempre na ativa, porém tudo que é bom dura pouco né, ainda mais quando se trata de um baby, um ser imaturo, instável, confuso, que tá apenas começando a descobrir as maravilhas do mundo como quem não quer nada, e cá entre nós: ele realmente NÃO quer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nós, que nos achamos maduros o bastante, vamos indo cada vez mais fundo nessa relação tão broxante quanto quem só fica no papai-mamãe na hora do sexo, e não percebemos o quanto nos apegamos e quanto já "dependemos" dessa paixonite. Até a hora que o baby cresce e se sente um tanto quanto enjoado de você e sai pro mundo, conhecer novas figurinhas (ou repetidas) e você se sente um nada, apenas um brinquedo usado para aprendizagem. Sim, é triste eu sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Então, a partir de hoje, pensemos e reflitamos muito mais que duas vezes antes de adotar uma pessoa mais nova pra nossa vida amorosa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;Beijos, fui sincero, L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-7356595590724972798?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/7356595590724972798/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/desabafo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7356595590724972798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7356595590724972798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2010/02/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1134928891564284588</id><published>2009-12-28T01:06:00.009-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:50:56.984-02:00</updated><title type='text'>OPINIÕES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;Todas as piniões a nosso respeito, são sempre bem-vindas.&amp;nbsp;;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SzghIswvObI/AAAAAAAAAVk/aWKp2RwEa44/s1600-h/OPINIOES.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: arial; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119928461066050" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SzgiW5_v_0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/NYrrtLGGYd4/s400/OPPPP.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 400px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 303px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5420119152542876482" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SzghpvecA0I/AAAAAAAAAVs/NFEus1rGtjU/s400/OPINIOES.jpg" style="cursor: hand; display: block; height: 169px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a gente tá sempre pronto prá ouvir qualquer crítica seja ela construtiva ou não, seja pelo conteúdo, pelo layout, por alguma coisa que esteja faltando, por qualquer coisa! Toda opinião deve ser ouvida, seja de quem ou como for!&lt;br /&gt;E agradecemos à você que fizeram parte do nosso print: &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;@JesusDeOculos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;@Lokosdeuruguaia&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;@Pimentasnoreino&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;@CruSSificados&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;@Alighieriadamo&lt;/span&gt; e a outros homens que&amp;nbsp;deram sua opinião a nosso respeito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1134928891564284588?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1134928891564284588/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/opinioes.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1134928891564284588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1134928891564284588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/opinioes.html' title='OPINIÕES'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SzgiW5_v_0I/AAAAAAAAAV0/NYrrtLGGYd4/s72-c/OPPPP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3664620407709908273</id><published>2009-12-25T01:56:00.019-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:35:00.275-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Idéias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amores'/><title type='text'>E O QUE PEDIR..?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Época de natal, humildade, nada de materialismo, pensamentos livres e libertos de maldade, aí sim Papai Noel existiria mesmo, né melamô?&lt;br /&gt;Navegando no site &lt;a href="http://www.artigonal.com/cronicas-artigos/o-que-as-mulheres-pediram-a-papai-noel-686176.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Artigonal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, postagem de 16/12 do ano passado, a autora &lt;a href="http://www.artigonal.com/authors_57225.html"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Miriam de Sales Oliveira da Rocha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; divulgou uma enquete fenomenal de alguma revista feminina muito X que tinha como questão:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;O QUE PEDIR AO PAPAI NOEL? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os melhores (e os mais absurdos) pedidos estão aí, porém, poderíamos acrescentar, imagino eu, um homem assim perfeito né, comportado, rico, bonito, com olhos apenas para nós, suuuper compreensivo, dedicado e tudo mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;'Aproveita que você tá sonhando, e pede um pônei'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já dizia Marcelo Médici em seu espetáculo rs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E vocês, qéridos? O que pediriam, se tivessem a oportunidade de abusar do bom velhinho até seu oríficio interno fazer bico?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3664620407709908273?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3664620407709908273/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-o-que-pedir.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3664620407709908273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3664620407709908273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-o-que-pedir.html' title='E O QUE PEDIR..?'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3312754190103404227</id><published>2009-12-17T20:13:00.021-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:00:15.293-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Passam-se os anos, mas..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SyzteeOx50I/AAAAAAAAAVU/e_RGHtHPsuk/s1600-h/IMAGEM+339+2+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416965559586776898" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SyzteeOx50I/AAAAAAAAAVU/e_RGHtHPsuk/s400/IMAGEM+339+2+copy.png" style="height: 254px; width: 404px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Todo fim de ano, é a mesma merda! Acontece a mesma coisa: todo mundo faz uma "RETROSPECTIVA" do ano que vai terminando e, eu #detesto isso! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Pensar em retrospectiva é na verdade, fazer o passado f-e-d-e-r-!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E cá entre nós, quem gosta de revirar o passado?! Acho que ninguém em sã consciência né?! Lembrar daquele menino feinho que você ficou na balada (&lt;strike&gt;e não lembra&lt;/strike&gt;), daquela cantada ridícula daquele cara mais ridículo ainda, ou daquele babaca que se acha o gostosão, que pensa até hoje que te fez de otária.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;AÍ VEM AQUELA FAMOSA PERGUNTA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;O que você quer ganhar de Natal?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eis que, antes que eu pensasse em alguma coisa interessante de verdade para&amp;nbsp;responder essa pergunta, uma voz surge e responde, (&lt;strike&gt;por mim&lt;/strike&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416960818526757986" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SyzpKgZ_JGI/AAAAAAAAAU0/NriCGPM0QZs/s400/IMAGEM+341+copy.png" style="height: 137px; width: 161px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Meu pai respondia, e eu retrucava..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416960825260275378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SyzpK5fYdrI/AAAAAAAAAU8/8bv1Y3sr2Qs/s400/IMAGEM+340+copy.png" style="height: 125px; width: 167px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E eis que coloco minha meia pendurada na janela para esperar o presente do Papai Noel, que anda meio fora de forma, por isso que não passou na minha janela pelo menos nos últimos anos..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3312754190103404227?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3312754190103404227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/passam-se-os-anos-mas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3312754190103404227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3312754190103404227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/passam-se-os-anos-mas.html' title='Passam-se os anos, mas..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SyzteeOx50I/AAAAAAAAAVU/e_RGHtHPsuk/s72-c/IMAGEM+339+2+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-9050601477071386243</id><published>2009-12-08T18:16:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T20:58:42.068-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De olho no site da Mauren Mota, li o seguinte post com um título muito, mas muito sugestivo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;Reconhecendo um homem pelos hábitos de consumo: 05 para se evitar [&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://migre.me/dFd9"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;http://migre.me/dFd9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. &lt;br /&gt;Se você quer saber quais tipos de homem EVITAR, leia, pois é uma diversão, do começo ao fim! &lt;br /&gt;#Ficadica! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-9050601477071386243?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/9050601477071386243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-olho-no-site-da-mauren-mota-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/9050601477071386243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/9050601477071386243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/de-olho-no-site-da-mauren-mota-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3746734598607263139</id><published>2009-12-07T13:54:00.012-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:13:07.871-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É melhor rir do que chorar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na Faculdade, a gente percebe que vai envelhecendo e vai aumentando o número de palas e abobrinhas que a gente escuta.. SIM! Aumentamos o nosso repertório que coisas "inscutáveis", mas que escutamos.. Passam-se os anos e os HOMENS continuam os mesmos! Os mesmos babacas de sempre! rs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;DIA DESSES, FUI OBRIGADA A OUVIR UM AMIGO DIZER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412530927954350066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0sM8CIz_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/AqXtSSQDr0o/s400/balon.png" style="display: block; height: 134px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 400px;" /&gt;Ah tá! Então a mina só servia para os momentos chatos e de tédio profundo?!&lt;br /&gt;É por isso que eu sempre penso que muitos homens pensam sim.. Mas com a cabeçade BAIXO!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0n7c3DMfI/AAAAAAAAAT8/Fl_qoyyrGuw/s1600-h/IMAGEM+325+COLOR.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0pKuXGCSI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5-ejhM3LK1o/s1600-h/IMAGEM+326+COLOR+copy.png"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412527591389530402" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0pKuXGCSI/AAAAAAAAAUE/5-ejhM3LK1o/s400/IMAGEM+326+COLOR+copy.png" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 180px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 127px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0seOkEzPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QkFqP9Pk0vw/s1600-h/MENNNNNN.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412531224986307826" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0seOkEzPI/AAAAAAAAAUU/QkFqP9Pk0vw/s400/MENNNNNN.png" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 264px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 199px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3746734598607263139?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3746734598607263139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/na-faculdade-gente-percebe-que-vai.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3746734598607263139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3746734598607263139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/na-faculdade-gente-percebe-que-vai.html' title='É melhor rir do que chorar!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Sx0sM8CIz_I/AAAAAAAAAUM/AqXtSSQDr0o/s72-c/balon.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1780947962732460161</id><published>2009-12-03T17:15:00.010-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:17:23.046-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas coisas atraem outras</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Fico as vezes querendo saber o seguinte: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxgcD0yPXuI/AAAAAAAAATE/epKKhwKxoAU/s1600-h/TWO.png" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411105804320202466" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxgcD0yPXuI/AAAAAAAAATE/epKKhwKxoAU/s400/TWO.png" style="float: left; height: 205px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 135px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;• Por que HOMEM FEIO insiste em assoviar e dar passagem prá mulher bonita na rua?! (Não que eu seja a bonita aí, mas fico indignada com isso!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Por que HOMEM FEIO acha que é GATO quando tá dentro de um carro?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Por que HOMEM FEIO acha que as suas cantadas (ridículas) são as melhores ou engraçadinhas?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;• Por que HOMEM BONITO gosta de esnobar as menos favorecidas de beleza&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;exterior?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;É um homem muitas vezes babaca..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ai caramba, hoje eu tô que tô! (sic)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1780947962732460161?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1780947962732460161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/algumas-coisas-atraem-outras.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1780947962732460161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1780947962732460161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/12/algumas-coisas-atraem-outras.html' title='Algumas coisas atraem outras'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxgcD0yPXuI/AAAAAAAAATE/epKKhwKxoAU/s72-c/TWO.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-2849877679734739716</id><published>2009-11-16T15:24:00.012-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:13:40.003-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu estava pensando..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;2009 já está acabando e Dezembro vem chegando aí.. &lt;br /&gt;Eu ODEIO o mês de Dezembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SwGnMGIzK_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/B0GkO7sVP5k/s1600/IMAGEM+281+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404784854069095410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SwGnMGIzK_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/B0GkO7sVP5k/s400/IMAGEM+281+copy.png" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 156px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 130px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Por quê?!&lt;/span&gt;Porque todo mundo faz planos de reunir a família toda, de contar pra todo mundo que a família aumentou e mostrar a todos o novo membro: O NAMORADO DA FILHA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Em 2009, minha família não aumentou mas também não diminuiu (graças a Deus), mas acho que já tá na hora de alguém cortar gastos e &lt;strong&gt;DEMITIR O MEU CUPIDO!&lt;/strong&gt; Pois esses ser estúpido não faz nada direito! &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SwGnjf4bY0I/AAAAAAAAASY/VIp8wPXqhdU/s1600/IMAGEM+280+copy+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404785256116740930" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SwGnjf4bY0I/AAAAAAAAASY/VIp8wPXqhdU/s400/IMAGEM+280+copy+copy.png" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 164px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 113px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poxa! Tá pior do que estagiário! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;E olha que ele nem precisa trabalhar muito! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;QUE 2010 TRAGA COISAS BOAS PARA TODOS NÓS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;E UM CUPIDO NOVO PARA MIM..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-2849877679734739716?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/2849877679734739716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-estava-pensando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2849877679734739716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2849877679734739716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/eu-estava-pensando.html' title='Eu estava pensando..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SwGnMGIzK_I/AAAAAAAAASQ/B0GkO7sVP5k/s72-c/IMAGEM+281+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1062542080555917513</id><published>2009-11-13T17:00:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:05:29.981-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01 Minuto de Sabedoria'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxxwNOjfKyI/AAAAAAAAATs/ru3Zlh856VQ/s1600-h/PADINNPNG.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 315px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412324224740043554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxxwNOjfKyI/AAAAAAAAATs/ru3Zlh856VQ/s400/PADINNPNG.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fim de semana chegando e quem não quer dar uma azarada?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;No meu tempo de jovem tudo era muito diferente. Eu levava a moça para uma doceria pagava um doce e rezava para os pais dela nao estarem em casa para eu poder talvez dar uns “selinhos” no portão. ERA MUITO EMOCIONANTE.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hoje em dia é tudo diferente e eu como sou um astro da sedução vou dar uma aula hj!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;1º passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; – Tome um banho e lave bem o sovaco, as partes, escove os dentes e a língua!!!. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;2º passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; – Coloque a roupa mais bonita que você já ganhou. ( Se você fosse capaz de comprar uma bonita não precisaria estar lendo isso).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;3º passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; – Escolha bem o rolê de acordo com seu proposito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:white;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4º passo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; – Não chegue em alguém sem ter oque falar, chegue pra fazer a pessoa rir, se divertir e curtir a sua compania. Não conte os seus problemas afinal de contas todos nos temos problemas né? E o principal saiba separar as coisas, se quiser alguém pra casar não va procurar na micareta que a chance de você achar é muito pequena. Mas se estiver apenas na curtição não tem lugar melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;5º passo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; – Nunca pense que esta abalando va com calma e tenha certeza do que você esta fazendo pois uma vez um certo jogador de futebol se confundiu e eu tive que operar um milagre pra poder ajudar ele um pouco. Né Ronal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Do mais, curtam com moderação!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana, sans-serif;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Benção xibungos!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#444444;"&gt;(&lt;span style="color:#3d85c6;"&gt;@padin_cicero&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1062542080555917513?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1062542080555917513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fim-de-semana-chegando-e-quem-nao-quer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1062542080555917513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1062542080555917513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/fim-de-semana-chegando-e-quem-nao-quer.html' title=''/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SxxwNOjfKyI/AAAAAAAAATs/ru3Zlh856VQ/s72-c/PADINNPNG.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-6186317499376427397</id><published>2009-11-11T13:10:00.004-02:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T01:06:50.119-02:00</updated><title type='text'>AGRADECIMENTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agradecemos a todos que já leram um pouquinho do nossos posts, pra quem já tá nos seguindo, pras pessoas que estão nos ajudando a seguir em frente com essa ideia (viu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/padin_cicero"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;@padin_cicero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;? rs), aos nossos parceiros e tudo mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostaríamos de pedir também, pra prestigiarem sempre nossas sextas feiras, com nosso "&lt;strong&gt;01 MINUTO DE SABEDORIA&lt;/strong&gt;" com nosso milagroso padin, comentando, deixando perguntas, dúvidas, pra podermos manter uma conversa legal e tal. Estamos aqui pra ajudar acima de tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que é isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kissescallus, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;L&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;J&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;ps.: Você que gostaria de compartilhar suas hitórias (prints, textos e afins), reclamações, ideias e tudo mais, mande um e-mail pra gente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; ! Estamos esperando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-6186317499376427397?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6186317499376427397/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/agradecimentos.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6186317499376427397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6186317499376427397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/agradecimentos.html' title='AGRADECIMENTOS'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-848050593023203258</id><published>2009-11-06T12:36:00.014-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T16:38:44.552-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='01 Minuto de Sabedoria'/><title type='text'>HOJE É DIA DE? ESTRÉIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: verdana; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;Ô minha gente hoje é dia de ESTRÉIA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvV8hOCreEI/AAAAAAAAARA/A3L1en-ZUso/s1600-h/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvV8hOCreEI/AAAAAAAAARA/A3L1en-ZUso/s400/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eai galera xibunga do meu coração! Eu sou o Padin Cícero (&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;@Padin_Cicero&lt;/span&gt;) e à partir de hoje ajudarei vocês em qualquer questão delicada (para vocês!) mas de extrema naturalidade para um Milagreiro como eu.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Podem perguntar, falar, criticar, discordar e elogiar afinal estou aqui para ouvi-los e auxiliá-los entre um copinho e outro! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tenho 165 anos e nada do que me for questionado será novidade!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Se precisarem de uma ajuda divina tenho o ramal do “homi”! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um bom fim de semana a todos e estou aberto a solicitações de milagres, amores perdidos, chifre mal resolvido, quebração de pedras nos rins, palpite na vida alheia e qualquer outra coisa que esse mundo louco inventar para nossas vidas! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A Benção à todos.. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-848050593023203258?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/848050593023203258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoje-e-dia-de-estreia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/848050593023203258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/848050593023203258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/hoje-e-dia-de-estreia.html' title='HOJE É DIA DE? ESTRÉIA!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvV8hOCreEI/AAAAAAAAARA/A3L1en-ZUso/s72-c/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1803243747464174018</id><published>2009-11-05T10:01:00.011-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T21:26:04.643-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E o que dizer sobre..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: large;"&gt;HOMENS QUE SÓ FALAM COISAS DESAGRADÁVEIS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achei digno esse tópico do site YAHOO! Respostas postado no ano passado, detalhe que esse assunto sempre gera discussões durante todos os tempos rs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;[ &lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;http://br.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20080514141717AAFky0i&lt;/span&gt; ]&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, por outro lado, existem aqueles que falam sem ao menos perceber, são os famosos tapados rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E, ainda digo mais, por incrível que pareça, ainda existem aqueles que não falam nada disso e que ainda respeitam nossos sentimentos que só falam coisinhas "desagradáveis" numa hora propícia e quando tem certeza que está no direito (se é que alguém entende rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que poderíamos abrir mais uma enquete como essa pra nossos leitores expressarem suas opiniões, não? Eu já acho que a maioria que fala coisas do tipo "desagradáveis" é porque não tem mais o que fazer, e adora brincar com o sentimento de quem tá afim de algo legal, e só quer um buraquinho pra brincar rs&lt;br /&gt;E vocês? O que acham? Vamos comentar as opiniões!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beeeijos, L.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1803243747464174018?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1803243747464174018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-o-que-dizer-sobre.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1803243747464174018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1803243747464174018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/e-o-que-dizer-sobre.html' title='E o que dizer sobre..'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-4695961768455734357</id><published>2009-11-03T16:39:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T18:05:09.594-02:00</updated><title type='text'>UMA COLUNA VEM POR AÍ..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvCJx7rPohI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9zYHilsWV34/s1600-h/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399967444142891538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 315px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvCJx7rPohI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9zYHilsWV34/s400/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Com nosso abençoadíssimo @Padin_Cicero!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvB6A5knldI/AAAAAAAAAQE/MaxglraKxPw/s1600-h/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-4695961768455734357?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/4695961768455734357/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4695961768455734357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/4695961768455734357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-post.html' title='UMA COLUNA VEM POR AÍ..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SvCJx7rPohI/AAAAAAAAAQU/9zYHilsWV34/s72-c/kleks+7+by+bridget+copy.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-5628850734298133342</id><published>2009-10-07T11:08:00.033-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:06:38.755-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relacionamentos'/><title type='text'>Olha a triste realidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;COMO TÁ DIFÍCIL DE ENCONTRAR UM BOM E NÃO MUITO RODADO HOMEM NO MERCADO&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Não é pessoas? E pelo amor de Deus.. Se um dia você achar, não comente com NINGUÉM, fuja para onde ninguém te conheça e onde você não corra o risco de te roubarem o bofe! rs.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SuXM7Yw7ieI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S-9x_4eqN28/s1600-h/Untitled-2.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="145" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SuXM7Yw7ieI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S-9x_4eqN28/s640/Untitled-2.png" style="height: 140px; width: 114px;" vr="true" width="131" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;01). &lt;/strong&gt;Os homens simpáticos, amorosos e sensíveis são FEIOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;02). &lt;/strong&gt;Os homens bonitos não são simpáticos e muito menos sensíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;03). &lt;/strong&gt;Os homens bonitos, simpáticos, sensíveis e com bom gosto são todos &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;GAYS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;04).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens bonitos, simpáticos e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, estão CASADOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens que não são lá muito bonitos, mas são simpáticos, sensíveis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt; e solteiros, não têm dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;06).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens que não são lá muito bonitos mas são simpáticos, sensíveis, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, solteiros e com dinheiro, pensam que nós andamos com eles pelo dinheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;07).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens bonitos, simpáticos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, sensíveis, solteiros e com dinheiro, têm uma pila &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;estupidamente&lt;/span&gt; pequena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;08).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens bonitos que não são lá muito simpáticos nem sensíveis, mas são &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, solteiros, com dinheiro e pila em tamanho descente, acham que não somos suficientemente bonitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;09).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens bonitos, simpáticos, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, solteiros, com dinheiro e que nos acham lindas, são covardes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10).&lt;/strong&gt; Os homens &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;ligeriamente&lt;/span&gt; bonitos, algo simpáticos, solteiros, com algum dinheiro e &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;heterossexuais&lt;/span&gt;, que nos acham lindas, são impotentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;kissescallme&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;em&gt;L&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-5628850734298133342?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5628850734298133342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/10/triste-realidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5628850734298133342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5628850734298133342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/10/triste-realidade.html' title='Olha a triste realidade!'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SuXM7Yw7ieI/AAAAAAAAAPk/S-9x_4eqN28/s72-c/Untitled-2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-6546129949806907046</id><published>2009-09-28T10:32:00.025-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:28:05.298-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esclarecendo algumas coisas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Esse blog NÃO é FEMIN&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ISTA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Nem um dos braços do &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;MMC (Movimento das Mal-Comidas)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, NÃO! NADA DISSO! Não pensem isso, pois quem vos escreve por aqui NÃO É UMA ÚNICA PESSOA, mas sim DUAS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;_________________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;UM HOMEM &amp;amp; UMA MULHER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯¯&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Duas pessoas completamente diferentes q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ue dividem muitas vezes, um &lt;u&gt;MESMO PONTO DE VISTA&lt;/u&gt; com situações parecidas, com os mesmo seres: &lt;u&gt;OS HOMENS&lt;/u&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não dá para dizer que esse espaço aqui é FEMINISTA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A gente tá aqui com a intenção de fazer as &lt;u&gt;PESSOAS RIREM&lt;/u&gt;, pois elas podem até se deparar com alguma situação parecida com a que a gente descreve aqui!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;ossa INTENÇÃO, na verdade, é buscar uma &lt;u&gt;MAIOR INTERAÇÃO COM OUTRAS PESSOAS&lt;/u&gt; e &lt;u&gt;COMPARTILHAR&lt;/u&gt; situações inusitadas, histórias e + histórias que TODOS TEM!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Essa que é a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;VERDADEIRA INTENÇÃO&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; E quem sabe um dia, esse pequeno blog, que tá só engatinhando, não vira um SITE DE VERDADE?! rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Beijinhos, &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;ps.: Você que gostaria de compartilhar suas hitórias (prints, textos e afins), reclamações, ideias e tudo mais, mande um e-mail pra gente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; ! Estamos esperando!&lt;/span&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/3427481517939715972-6546129949806907046?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6546129949806907046/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/esclarecendo-algumas-coisas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6546129949806907046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6546129949806907046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/esclarecendo-algumas-coisas.html' title='Esclarecendo algumas coisas!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-2543467936290922884</id><published>2009-09-24T12:33:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:36:28.175-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem não choraminga, não bochicha!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Estava eu, pensando profundamente em considerações para postar aqui nesse digníssimo espaço cibernético que alguém nos propôs expor nossas idéias gratuitamente e.. &lt;strong&gt;CHEGA DE BLÁBLÁBLÁ que eu não faço a parte do INTELECTO daqui! rs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Andei pensando.. Homens?! Existem! E dos mais variados tipos não é verdade?!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Domingo passado (20/09) fui a um show da dupla sertanejíssima &lt;u&gt;João Bosco &amp;amp; Vinícius&lt;/u&gt; (Sim! Estou MAIS PASMA do que vocês!) e reparei em várias, (VÁÁÁÁRIAS) coisas, ou melhor HOMENS lindos, maravilhosos, feios, baixos, gordos, magros, bombados, esculturais e caipiras.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Cheguei a conclusão que, em qualquer lugar existem HOMENS! E dos mais diversos tipos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEM PRAGUINHA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, aquele que é quase igual a &lt;u&gt;PRAGA DE PLANTAÇÃO&lt;/u&gt;, do mesmo jeito que chega em você na balada, é do mesmo jeito que vai embora.. Faz um estrago danado e sai andando logo em seguida..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEM PIOR QUE CHICLETE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, é aquele é &lt;u&gt;BEM PIOR do que chiclete&lt;/u&gt; grudado debaixo da cadeira.. No começo tava bom, tava doce e todo mundo gostava. No final só serve pra colocar debaixo dos panos e ninguém sabe quem colocou lá..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEM MELECA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, é aquele que &lt;u&gt;de longe é igual MELECA DE CRIANÇA&lt;/u&gt;, você vê que o negócio tá feio mas nem se incomoda porque tá longe de você.. Mas quando chega perto, bate um desespero que até VOCÊ sai correndo com nojo da criatura..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEM CAMARÃO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, é o clássico! No escuro da balada dá &lt;u&gt;ATÉ PRA PEGAR&lt;/u&gt;, e é isso que você faz, desde que a cabeça seja jogada fora.. Mas dá arrependimento quando você acha o "fulano" no orkut e vê que o jeito é &lt;u&gt;ESCONDER DE TODO MUNDO&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOMEM COCA-COLA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; não é aquele que vem pra cima de você &lt;u&gt;CHEIO DE PRESSÃO&lt;/u&gt;! É aquele todo GATÃO, BOA-PINTA, LINDÃO que não vem pra cima de você.. É você que tem que dar um jeito de chegar nele, porque &lt;u&gt;ELE SE ACHA O FODÃO&lt;/u&gt; e &lt;u&gt;SE ESNOBA&lt;/u&gt;! Aí você fica caidinha por ele, até que ele &lt;u&gt;TE DÁ UMA CHANCE&lt;/u&gt;! Aí você pega e SE DECEPCIONA! Porque além de lindão, ele &lt;u&gt;NÃO TEM A PEGADA&lt;/u&gt;, só abre a boca e &lt;u&gt;FALA MERDA e ainda SE ACHA O TAL&lt;/u&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É MEUS AMORES! TUDO ISSO AÍ EXISTE SIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;! NÃO FIQUEM PASMAS E ACREDITEM!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#333333;"&gt;(NÃO QUE EU PENSE SEMPRE ASSIM, MAS ACHO QUE MUITA GENTE NÃO TEM CORAGEM DE ASSUMIR QUE ACHA QUE ESSA É A VERDADE!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não se espantem! Qualquer coincidência com a vida real, não é mera sacanagem! rs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Beijinhos, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;ps.: Você que gostaria de compartilhar suas hitórias (prints, textos e afins), reclamações, ideias e tudo mais, mande um e-mail pra gente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt;porqueoshomenssaobabacas@gmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:85%;"&gt; ! Estamos esperando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-2543467936290922884?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/2543467936290922884/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/quem-nao-choraminga-nao-bochicha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2543467936290922884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2543467936290922884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/quem-nao-choraminga-nao-bochicha.html' title='Quem não choraminga, não bochicha!'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-521441110012935885</id><published>2009-09-21T15:18:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:55:02.299-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que não é a resposta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SrpGkEaw1UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZASRlwvP9Ng/s1600-h/Untitled-1+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384693889950078274" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SrpGkEaw1UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZASRlwvP9Ng/s400/Untitled-1+copy.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 141px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 122px;" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;E porque será que &lt;strong&gt;ELES&lt;/strong&gt; insistem em sempre querer não perder a gente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;"Eu gosto de você sabe?! Tenho um carinho imenso e muito especial por você, quero muito ser seu amigo, não quero NUNCA te perder, preciso de você perto de mim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aaah, e a Britney ainda é virgem né mélamô?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Já tá vivendo uma nova vida? AI QUE LINDO! Então some, colega, a fila anda e tem (&lt;strong&gt;MUITA&lt;/strong&gt;) gente esperando por mim, por nós! rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Definitivamente, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: black; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OS HOMENS SÓ SABEM BRINCAR COM NOSSOS SENTIMENTOS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=42755669"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=42755669&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;falomesmonãosoubaú umbeijo, &lt;em&gt;L.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-521441110012935885?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/521441110012935885/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-porque-sera-que-eles-insistem-em.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/521441110012935885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/521441110012935885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-porque-sera-que-eles-insistem-em.html' title='Por que não é a resposta!'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SrpGkEaw1UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/ZASRlwvP9Ng/s72-c/Untitled-1+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3268207028292068867</id><published>2009-09-19T13:22:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:49:00.448-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Homens'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revolta'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Relacionamentos'/><title type='text'>Deve ser muito fácil ser homem, né?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ODEIO SEMPRE PERGUNTAR: POR QUÊ?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NUNCA LIGAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; depois?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;PEDEM PARA NÓS ANOTARMOS O TELEFONE DELES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; e não o &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;CONTRÁRIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NUNCA RESPONDEM SCRAPS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NÃO RESPONDEM SMS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NÃO SÃO SENTIMENTAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;PENSAM QUE SÃO OS "FODÕES"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; e &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NUNCA SE REDIMEM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;NÃO DÃO UMA CHANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;SÃO CAFAJESTES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;Por que os homens &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;SÃO GARANHÕES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt; e se &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;ACHAM O MÁXIMO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O MUNDO É TÃO PEQUENO, afinal?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Relaxa gente! Os homens tem menos neurônios do que as mulheres, são carregados de uma dose de testosterona MUITO ALTA, e esqueçam..&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc; font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;ELES PENSAM COM A CABEÇA DE BAIXO!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Segoe UI;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3268207028292068867?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3268207028292068867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-acho-que-deve-ser-muito-facil-ser.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3268207028292068867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3268207028292068867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-acho-que-deve-ser-muito-facil-ser.html' title='Deve ser muito fácil ser homem, né?'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-6071083463013576861</id><published>2009-09-17T14:10:00.014-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T13:47:06.511-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Falta de imaginação não faz mal a ninguém..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Há dias, eu sento em frente ao meu humilde computador e penso em inúmeras coisas (muitas coisas mesmo!), mas não penso em nada ÚTIL prá escrever aqui..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #f4cccc;"&gt;Escrever sobre ou CTRL+C / CTRL+V em alguma matéria ou em algum areBabado daqueles, não faz sentido&lt;/span&gt;! Consegui captar várias pérolas (ou PALAS!) dos meus AMIGOS HOMENS! E uma delas foi horrível! #PQP! rs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou traduzir o momento para o papel e depois coloco aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-6071083463013576861?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/6071083463013576861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-ha-dias-e-sento-em-frente-ao.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6071083463013576861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/6071083463013576861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/u-ha-dias-e-sento-em-frente-ao.html' title='Falta de imaginação não faz mal a ninguém..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3910742441654137964</id><published>2009-09-08T13:11:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T16:16:56.488-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A famooosa amizade...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SqaN2qGVx2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iMcU66UX39s/s1600-h/print.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379142775093970786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SqaN2qGVx2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iMcU66UX39s/s400/print.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SqaNw2wgjTI/AAAAAAAAACw/UUAqNeTfPCg/s1600-h/print2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5379142675412847922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SqaNw2wgjTI/AAAAAAAAACw/UUAqNeTfPCg/s400/print2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que mais me irrita é o fato de você super se interessar pela pessoa, rolar aquele clima e ela faze a linha Kátia não sei de nada e, ainda ter a maior cara de pau do universo e dizer que é só uma boa amizade... ¬¬ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Pra quê ficar escondendo "sentimento" e vontade?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Já diziam os grandes filósofos da música pop nos anos 80: &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;"Não segure muito seus instintos porque isso não é natural..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Não se reprima, não se reprima!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;color:#000000;"&gt;Essa música profunda, cheia de significado pertence ao grupo Menudo.. Aviso aos leigos no assunto, rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;HDUISHDIHSHAI ai to rindo da minha própria piada besta rs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Voltando ao assunto sério... não custa nada tentar uma experiência nova né poxa, não queremos ficar chupando o dedo, queremos o resto do corpo também, se toca melbem! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;div&gt;bjsfikdik, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3910742441654137964?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3910742441654137964/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/famooosa-amizade.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3910742441654137964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3910742441654137964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/famooosa-amizade.html' title='A famooosa amizade...'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SqaN2qGVx2I/AAAAAAAAAC4/iMcU66UX39s/s72-c/print.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-8926608373672719687</id><published>2009-09-05T11:08:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T15:49:59.320-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Os bonitões que me perdoem..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#333333;"&gt;MAS BELEZA NÃO É TUDO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;O poeta escreveu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;"As feias que me perdoem, mas beleza é fundamental.."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Pode-se dizer que essa frase também vale para os HOMENS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Coitado do poeta.. Estava REDONDAMENTE enganado! De que adianta ter um cara "lindo, maravilhoso, gatão, tudo-de-bom" do seu lado, se na hora que o idiota abre a boca, DÁ VERGONHA DE ESTAR DO LADO DELE?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;É, a BELEZA não salva muita coisa, pode até "dar um charme ao conjunto", mas muitas vezes não serve para nada.. Só se você for uma daquelas pessoas que adoram um "HOMEM CAMARÃO" (entende-se: corta a cabeça, joga fora e aproveita o corpo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais vale as vezes (muitas vezes!) um "feinho, mal-ajeitadinho" que nos faça feliz, que nos faça rir, que nos faça bem, que nos faça companhia, do que um "frequentador de academia todo lindo sarado e bombado" que abre a boca e SÓ FALA MERDA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pense bem, BELEZA NÃO É TUDO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O QUE VALE É TER BOROGODÓ!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=766837"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=766837&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Beijinhos, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-8926608373672719687?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/8926608373672719687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-bonitoes-que-me-perdoem.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/8926608373672719687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/8926608373672719687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/09/os-bonitoes-que-me-perdoem.html' title='Os bonitões que me perdoem..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-7108342206025062408</id><published>2009-08-31T14:58:00.018-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T02:28:43.910-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu ando pensando..</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;font-size:180%;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;Que o MSN é mesmo uma coisa genial que pode SIM, render alguns exemplos vivos que possam ser colocados aqui no blog, isso é fato! E tomara que sirva de dica/exemplo (entendam como quiser!) para algumas pessoas que assim como eu, estão descobrindo por que os homens realmente são uns babacas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;• SE UM DIA ELE TE DISSER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 392px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 62px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190189763510610" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpwQfknLQVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m1nfA2C0_gw/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTENDA:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Eu sou um esperto e estou te iludindo, te dizendo que sou desligado, que é só para você ficar com dó de mim."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;• SE UM DIA ELE TE DISSER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 80px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190515337217314" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpwQyhd_xSI/AAAAAAAAAOM/MUxR4Wf6I1U/s400/Untitled-3.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTENDA: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Você é uma trouxa se acreditar em tudo o que eu digo! Tô te contando uma mentirinha que é só pra você ficar 'se achando'."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;• SE UM DIA ELE TE DISSER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 114px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376190818982513890" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpwREMorTOI/AAAAAAAAAOU/HG4ZhI9GVw4/s400/Untitled-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTENDA: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Caia na real minha filha, se hoje em dia não existem príncipes encantados, image se um dia existiria um romeu! rs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;• SE UM DIA ELE TE DISSER:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 395px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376192268154550818" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpwSYjONuiI/AAAAAAAAAOk/GCR_ix8aCWk/s400/Untitled-7.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENTENDA:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Desligue seu msn, feche todas as suas janelas do orkut, twitter, facebook, myspace, blogspot, etc, e vá dormir! Porque já passou da hora e esse horário não está te fazendo bem! rs."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Qualquer semelhança com a vida real, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;não é mera coincidência!&lt;/span&gt; A diferença está em saber &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;decifrar e entender&lt;/span&gt; mensagens subliminares!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Beijinhos, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-7108342206025062408?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/7108342206025062408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-ando-pensando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7108342206025062408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/7108342206025062408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/eu-ando-pensando.html' title='Eu ando pensando..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpwQfknLQVI/AAAAAAAAAOE/m1nfA2C0_gw/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-1421997622427214245</id><published>2009-08-29T11:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:37:37.693-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda há salvação!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Ao entrar no site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homenspelofimdaviolencia.com.br/"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homenspelofimdaviolencia.com.br./"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.homenspelofimdaviolencia.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cccccc;"&gt;http://www.homenspelofimdaviolencia.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;] &lt;/a&gt;encontramos logo de cara slide shows com textos informativos sobre a violência contra a mulher, ÓTIMO!&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de depois pular essa introduçãozinha encontrarmos apenas pessoas renomadas fazendo o social na página principal do site, pode-se ao menos levar em consideração o grande ato de braveza e coragem desses homens que se preocupam com a sociedade feminina!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Isso revela que ainda existem chances do mundo se tornar um lugar melhor para que possamos conviver com o sexo oposto sem guerras e disputas! Homens, por favor, abrecem essa causa, assinem seus humildes nomes no site e salvem a vida de muitas mulheres que sofrem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora só falta o governo criar (já está mais do que na hora) um site, homenspelofimdahomofobia, não? Seria marcado o início da nova era AE. (senti que viajei agora rs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bjsmeliguem, &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;L.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-1421997622427214245?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/1421997622427214245/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/ainda-ha-salvacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1421997622427214245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/1421997622427214245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/ainda-ha-salvacao.html' title='Ainda há salvação!'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-636223920077478185</id><published>2009-08-26T00:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:45:16.867-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por falta de título.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;uro que eu estou p*&amp;amp;#$ da vida com o cinismo desses homens! Acho que todo homem deveria vir com um manual de instruções com vários tópicos do tipo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Para homem cafajeste, leia a página 11..&lt;br /&gt;- Para homem galinha, instruções na página 23..&lt;br /&gt;- Para homem mentiroso, regras na página 46..&lt;br /&gt;- Para homem idiota, precauções na página 59..&lt;br /&gt;- Para homem BABACA.. &lt;u&gt;DESISTE MINHA FILHA, QUE NÃO TEM SALVAÇÃO!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, eu acho que a minha vida amorosa é uma verdadeira PIADA e isso é fato!&lt;br /&gt;Chorar não adianta nada.. Não melhora e pode até piorar! Enquanto eu não acho a solução para todo esse mal, eu vou escrevendo por aqui..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Beijinhos, &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;J.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-636223920077478185?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/636223920077478185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/u-j-uro-que-eu-estou-p-da-vida-com-o.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/636223920077478185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/636223920077478185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/u-j-uro-que-eu-estou-p-da-vida-com-o.html' title='Por falta de título.'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3252574436253185410</id><published>2009-08-25T00:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:43:26.581-02:00</updated><title type='text'>De outro planeta..</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpNf1ksmySI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QLdvlTBcpSk/s1600-h/blog22"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373744154371606818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 148px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpNf1ksmySI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QLdvlTBcpSk/s320/blog22" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;"Homens e mulheres diferem em todas as áreas de suas vidas. Não somente se comunicam diferentemente, mas pensam, sentem, percebem, reagem, respondem, amam, precisam e apreciam de formas distintas. Parecem de planetas diferentes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#330000;"&gt;Esta constatação foi a base da pesquisa que o terapeuta John Gray desenvolveu e que resultou no best-seller Homens são de Marte, Mulheres são de Vênus. Seu guia com 365 inspirações para lembrar diariamente as diferenças básicas entre homens e mulheres, tem como objetivo melhorar a comunicação no relacionamento amoroso, alcançar equilíbrio, saber o momento certo de isolar-se, reagir ao estresse e trazer harmonia. &lt;strong&gt;"Com este apoio adicional cada dia pode ser uma oportunidade para o crescimento do amor"&lt;/strong&gt;, diz ele. &lt;strong&gt;"Geralmente só precisamos de um pequeno recado para usar nossos sentimentos positivos de confiança, aceitação, compreensão e apreciação pelo sexo oposto."&lt;/strong&gt; Esta obra reúne os conceitos mais importantes desenvolvidos nos livros anteriores de Gray, que parte da seguinte premissa: homens são de Marte - valorizam poder, competência, eficiência, realização; e mulheres são de Vênus - buscam confiança, encantamento, beleza. Ajustar esses diferentes objetivos num ponto de confluência - o casamento, por exemplo - é, além de complexo, emocionalmente desgastante. O trabalho de John Gray com terapia de casais visa acabar com esse desgaste, através do reconhecimento de peculiaridades femininas e masculinas e da adoção de determinadas atitudes que minimizam as agressões.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Se pá, podemos utilizar desse livro como uma medida (desesperadora, convenhamos rs) boa para tentarmos começar a entender o sexo que nos atrai, não é? Mas.... sinceramente? Ainda acho que não estamos &lt;strong&gt;tão&lt;/strong&gt; evoluídos assim para compreensão e tal, no momento estamos preferindo a famosa &lt;strong&gt;"Guerra dos Sexos"&lt;/strong&gt; HAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Lu&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;z&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3252574436253185410?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3252574436253185410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-outro-planeta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3252574436253185410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3252574436253185410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/de-outro-planeta.html' title='De outro planeta..'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpNf1ksmySI/AAAAAAAAAB4/QLdvlTBcpSk/s72-c/blog22' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-5345601224122282735</id><published>2009-08-24T15:52:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:48:40.197-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rendendo um bom caldo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje eu pensei no seguinte: &lt;strong&gt;"Por que os homens são babacas?"&lt;/strong&gt; e cheguei a uma conclusão, (diga-se de passagem: PESSOAL) percebi que os homens embora sejam uma das "criaturas mais adoráveis, dóceis e 'tchuc-tchuc' (segundo o &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;@marcelotas&lt;/span&gt;) da face da Terra, ainda são uns &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;VERDADEIROS BABACAS&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Longe de mim dizer que TODOS OS HOMENS são babacas, não estou generalizando, não estou dizendo que TODOS são.. Apenas estou dizendo que os homens SÃO, e isso é uma opinião!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;São babacas porque eu acho que todo homem "lindo, maravilhoso, inteligente, gentil, gato, trabalhador e bem-humorado" deveria namorar alguém no naipe deles.. Mas NÃO! Esses caras só pegam (leia-se PEGAM MESMO!) mulher errada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Só pegam patricinha, maria-gasolina, trambiqueira, burra, mimada, e depois reclamam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;É melhor não abrir a boca prá reclamar, do que falar bobagem! rs.&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/3427481517939715972-5345601224122282735?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5345601224122282735/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/rendendo-um-bom-caldo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5345601224122282735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5345601224122282735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/rendendo-um-bom-caldo.html' title='Rendendo um bom caldo..'/><author><name>Por que os homens são babacas?</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04084935224301263170</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_LSS1NIodpqA/SpStGK4jAbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMykFTU3gps/S220/dasda.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-5106861884637911340</id><published>2009-08-24T11:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:49:41.537-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Insegurança Masculina: Mito?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKpdo3L9AI/AAAAAAAAABw/2fUnmhDT0mo/s1600-h/Homem.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373543632056611842" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 141px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKpdo3L9AI/AAAAAAAAABw/2fUnmhDT0mo/s320/Homem.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Segundo o blog:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.interney.net/blogs/gravataimerengue/2005/08/23/mitos_idiotas_da_modernidade_o_homem_ins/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gravataimerengue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" [postado no dia 23/08/2005], o autor diz que os homens não são inseguros, que apenas querem curtição e pronto e, quando pecebem que o relacionamento está para se oficializar, saem fora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;HELLOOOOO, puro sinônimo de insegurança, querido. Absurdo dizer o contrário!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Claro que sempre há suas exceções e tudo mais, mas a maioria dos homens "saem fora" por medo. Quando há indícios de sentimento recíproco ao parceiro(a), tudo se complica, parece que motivos para término brotam de lugares mil, apenas porque o covardão não quer assumir o sentimento e tem uma necessecidade de se autoafirmar como um macho padrão que só está neste mundo, nesta vida para curtir tudo como se não precisasse de um(a) parceiro(a) fixo(a) para se sentir completo. Fala sério, né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"&gt;Penso que esse tipo de homem ainda tem muito o que evoluir para chegar aos nossos pés e, ter uma certa maturidade de se assumir completamente num relacionamento saudável.&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/3427481517939715972-5106861884637911340?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/5106861884637911340/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/inseguranca-masculina-mito.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5106861884637911340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/5106861884637911340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/inseguranca-masculina-mito.html' title='Insegurança Masculina: Mito?'/><author><name>Luiz</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08085080053415488927</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKhe5qUCCI/AAAAAAAAABM/fJxNqRyJRXA/S220/DSC00632_2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_YkLDFoj01PE/SpKpdo3L9AI/AAAAAAAAABw/2fUnmhDT0mo/s72-c/Homem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-2450330459607122853</id><published>2009-08-23T02:33:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T14:11:29.874-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Reticências..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; verdade é a seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PARA UM BOM ENTENDEDOR, UM PINGO É LETRA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpDVBXyw6-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e52ZHM_NL-0/s1600-h/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373028574996524002" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpDVBXyw6-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e52ZHM_NL-0/s400/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Essa é a GRANDIOSA VANTAGEM de se ter um amigo HOMEM online no seu msn! rs.&lt;/strong&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/3427481517939715972-2450330459607122853?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/2450330459607122853/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/reticencias.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2450330459607122853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2450330459607122853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/reticencias.html' title='Reticências..'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/SpDVBXyw6-I/AAAAAAAAAN8/e52ZHM_NL-0/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-8333764719467211496</id><published>2009-08-23T01:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T15:57:08.922-02:00</updated><title type='text'>(In)Conformidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:webdings;"&gt;U &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;É fato que existe muita gente por aí, que tem cada preferência que até Deus duvida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Mas como já dizia o grande poeta: "Cada um no seu quadrado!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é fato! Mas nada impede de termos uma pequena revolta, quando nos deparamos com alguém que seja "lindo, maravilhoso", abraçado ou de mãos dadas com uma "baraguinha" que nos embrulha o estômago.. Fico revoltada com essas coisas! Tem tanto HOMEM por aí namorando umas "peças" que eu até tenho medo! O que eles veem de bonito nelas? Qual a graça? É só "forma" sem conteúdo? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Acho isso muito engraçado e quanto mais eu conheço os homens, mais tenho dó do meu cachorro! rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-8333764719467211496?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/8333764719467211496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/inconformidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/8333764719467211496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/8333764719467211496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/inconformidade.html' title='(In)Conformidade'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-2131831317233944352</id><published>2009-08-21T17:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:07:00.348-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Por que os homens contam mentiras?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;recho da Reportagem da Revista Claudia (online)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://claudia.abril.com.br/materias/3014/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;http://claudia.abril.com.br/materias/3014/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;"Nem todo segredo é uma mentira, mas, às vezes, os homens mentem com a maior cara lavada. Por quê?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/So8CWKih2FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YcYUq2N3A-0/s1600-h/563_mentiras.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372515460285847634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 186px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/So8CWKih2FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YcYUq2N3A-0/s320/563_mentiras.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Essa é uma dúvida que pode durar 10.000 mil anos e nós nunca saberemos responder! Homens são homens, e como todo HOMEM, mentem SIM! E ao questionarmos, fingem de "loucos" e ainda nos dizem que não sabem do que estamos falando..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Por mais que não acreditemos na "verdade" que eles dizem, é inevitável dizer que NÃO VIVEMOS sem essa doce mentirinha que todos os homens contam..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Não sabemos dizer se fingimos que acreditamos porque somos as vezes ingênuas, ou por não querer brigar, mesmo.. JÁ QUE HOMEM DESCENTE, TÁ MUITO DIFÍCIL DE ENCONTRAR PELO MERCADO! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Venhamos e convenhamos, eles não valem muita coisa, mas NÃO vivemos sem, não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-2131831317233944352?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/2131831317233944352/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/trecho-da-reportagem-da-revista-claudia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2131831317233944352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/2131831317233944352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/trecho-da-reportagem-da-revista-claudia.html' title='Por que os homens contam mentiras?'/><author><name>Jessica Aquino</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14350696759332667411</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/Smm9LWYKVRI/AAAAAAAAALw/TClb2Yi3pbU/S220/DSC00327+DOIS.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7QeqFO2deoM/So8CWKih2FI/AAAAAAAAAN0/YcYUq2N3A-0/s72-c/563_mentiras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3427481517939715972.post-3352549411199112451</id><published>2009-08-20T14:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T13:05:51.694-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Com o pé direito! Ou esquerdo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Um post inaugural cai bem por aqui né?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;Bem a intenção de ter feito esse blog, ainda mais com esse endereço, é poder escrever aqui minhas &lt;strong&gt;DESILUSÕES AMOROSAS&lt;/strong&gt;, e olha que não são poucas! rs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;Prá falar a verdade, a minha vida sentimental, é na verdade uma &lt;strong&gt;VERDADEIRA PIADA!&lt;/strong&gt; Hora de bom gosto, hora trágica, hora simplesmente assustadora! Mas isso não importa, eu já estou tão acostumada que resolvi fazer de tudo o que eu penso, um verdadeiro carnaval, e que as pessoas possam ler e perceber que no fundo, &lt;strong&gt;SOMOS TODAS IGUAIS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;No fim da história &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NOSSAS HISTÓRIAS SÃO SEMPRE IGUAIS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3427481517939715972-3352549411199112451?l=porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/feeds/3352549411199112451/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/u-m-post-inaugural-cai-bem-por-aqui-ne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3352549411199112451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3427481517939715972/posts/default/3352549411199112451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porqueoshomenssaobabacas.blogspot.com/2009/08/u-m-post-inaugural-cai-bem-por-aqui-ne.html' title='Com o pé direito! 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