<?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-3508039000168947124</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:52:44.264-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3RC</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-526636202110590132</id><published>2011-02-22T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T17:54:46.262-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que acontece?</title><content type='html'>O que acontece quando você é visto como anti-social quando na verdade as outras pessoas é que são idiotas?&amp;nbsp; O que acontece quando você é invejado?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você não acompanha modinhas?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você é quieto e não surtado?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você vai contra as opiniões do resto da maioria?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece se você não andar na moda?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você prefere Michael Jackson à Justin Bieber?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você prefere o Blade à Edward Cullen?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você quer que o Blade acabe com a raça do Edward?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;O que acontece quando você é forçado a ser do contra?&lt;br /&gt;O que acontece quando você passa por tudo isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VOCÊ É SIMPLESMENTE REJEITADO! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3508039000168947124-526636202110590132?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/526636202110590132/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-que-acontece.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/526636202110590132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/526636202110590132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-que-acontece.html' title='O que acontece?'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-8701061127572994967</id><published>2010-12-25T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T10:11:56.037-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Então... é natal</title><content type='html'>de novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natal 25 de Dezembro de que ano? ha pessoas que dizem ser todos os anos e outras que dizem ser comemorado desde o ano 01, sim o primeiro ano da vida de Jesus Cristo mas me diz onde está escrito que Jesus nasceu no diz 25 de dezembro? Jesus já tinha quatro anos quando o ano 01 começou e maria engravidou no mês 06 era Jesus então prematuro? Ahh não aguento mais essa história que Jesus faz aniversário no dia 25 de dezembro é um saco pra falar a verdade E SABE PORQUE?&lt;br /&gt;Porque eles não pensam no natal como o nascimento de Jesus, e sim como a chegada de Papai Noel OUTRA MENTIRA!&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas são muito injustas com sigo mesmas porque alimentam tamanha mentira? porque se deixam levar por uma coisa que sabe que não existe? porque gostam de coisas só pq o resto do mundo gosta? EU TO COM MEDO DO MUNDO isso sim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As veses fico olhando filmes em que se tem aquilo tudo de árvores de natal, de ceia com a família, perú, vinho, mesa farta, neve, bonecos de neve luzes de natal de outras coisas, e adimito que acho LINDO!&lt;br /&gt;lindo mesmo carãa e eu gostaria muito que fosse daquele jeito, muito diferente daqui não há amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Cristo? não importa o dia em que ele nasceu o importante é que ELE NASCEU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need you, my Jesus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt; Jocélia Sparrow﻿&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/3508039000168947124-8701061127572994967?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/8701061127572994967/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/12/entao-e-natal.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8701061127572994967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8701061127572994967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/12/entao-e-natal.html' title='Então... é natal'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-1245987339150421603</id><published>2010-12-11T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-11T16:56:51.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou viva e morrendo de saudades...</title><content type='html'>AAAAh meus amores eu fui muito injusta por não ter postato mais :/&lt;br /&gt;mas agora to de volta tenho tantas coisas pra postar que nem sei por onde começar, Que tal pelo começo? kkk'&lt;br /&gt;Foi quando eu fiquei doente e estava muito mal mesmo a dengue me pegou e quase que dá emorragia esse foii o principal motico de minha ausência :/ um dos motivos é também minhas PROVAS eu tive q estudar muito e ainda estou estudando por isso tive que abandonar um pouquinho isso aqui Jean também esteve doente aí tive que ajudar minha mãe a cuidar dele e outras razões que prefiro não postar&amp;nbsp; mas agora VOLTEI..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva e morrendo de saudades :*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TQQdegXNHOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TxpJwv-y69Q/s1600/OgAAAKrsV_qmMaJjF6KaIKw6rUG_lSXmUp-OG5IBVeAhkMnKr5E-TPFvVooXoMh8nzXRYnYEvWgOGKRC3JTgIXaefKsAm1T1UCpDwFTcS-avuqdDko6myJ9HpqFN.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TQQdegXNHOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TxpJwv-y69Q/s640/OgAAAKrsV_qmMaJjF6KaIKw6rUG_lSXmUp-OG5IBVeAhkMnKr5E-TPFvVooXoMh8nzXRYnYEvWgOGKRC3JTgIXaefKsAm1T1UCpDwFTcS-avuqdDko6myJ9HpqFN.jpg" width="563" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;By: &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-1245987339150421603?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1245987339150421603/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/12/estou-viva-e-morrendo-de-saudades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1245987339150421603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1245987339150421603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/12/estou-viva-e-morrendo-de-saudades.html' title='Estou viva e morrendo de saudades...'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TQQdegXNHOI/AAAAAAAAAlE/TxpJwv-y69Q/s72-c/OgAAAKrsV_qmMaJjF6KaIKw6rUG_lSXmUp-OG5IBVeAhkMnKr5E-TPFvVooXoMh8nzXRYnYEvWgOGKRC3JTgIXaefKsAm1T1UCpDwFTcS-avuqdDko6myJ9HpqFN.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-3797917934535955830</id><published>2010-11-07T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T19:20:02.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 aninhos (:</title><content type='html'>Adivinha quem esta de parabéns hoje? (07/11/2010) JeanZinho *-* &lt;br /&gt;Ele atentou tanto meu pai hoje mas ele tava lindo na igreja todo mundo ficava bajulando ele (:&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns meu irmaõzinho você é como um filho pra mim EU TE AMO &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e obrigado pelo anel&amp;nbsp; de plástico!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNdqk1J-suI/AAAAAAAAAk8/WvNbUZIMGhA/s1600/102_5422.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="192" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNdqk1J-suI/AAAAAAAAAk8/WvNbUZIMGhA/s320/102_5422.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Eu to orrivel - -' mas ele ta lindo!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNdrINJ5n-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/P4VU2Wc38ko/s1600/102_5886.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNdrINJ5n-I/AAAAAAAAAlA/P4VU2Wc38ko/s400/102_5886.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu pareço com ele? como assim? eu não tenho esses cílios O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="file=http://youtube.com/watch?v=yzGO0G-_VEQ&amp;amp;backcolor=#F7F7F7&amp;amp;frontcolor=#000000&amp;amp;lightcolor=#E6E6E6&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;skin=http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/modieus.swf" height="32" src="http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/player.swf" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powermusics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Jocélia Oliveira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-3797917934535955830?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/3797917934535955830/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-aninhos.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3797917934535955830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3797917934535955830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/2-aninhos.html' title='2 aninhos (:'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNdqk1J-suI/AAAAAAAAAk8/WvNbUZIMGhA/s72-c/102_5422.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-1161479678845523683</id><published>2010-11-07T18:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T18:54:47.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Eu simplesmente amei o TELETON desse ano foi muito show, e sem falar nas atrações meus dois amores Rafael Cortez e Pee Wee aaaaaaaaah eu pirei foi tão mara *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #ea9999;"&gt;E &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #b6d7a8;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #d5a6bd;"&gt;N&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/3508039000168947124-1161479678845523683?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1161479678845523683/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-simplesmente-amei-o-teleton-desse.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1161479678845523683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1161479678845523683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/eu-simplesmente-amei-o-teleton-desse.html' title=''/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-1285263340788163007</id><published>2010-11-06T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T09:59:38.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TeleTom 2010</title><content type='html'>Olá Pessoas (:&lt;br /&gt;Faz alguns dias que não posto por conta de motivos pessoais mas não vem ao caso.&lt;br /&gt;Gente eu adoooooro o TeleTon O sbt sempre foi minha emissora favorita e acho muito lindo o que eles fazem todo o ano através do TeleTon para ajudar a&lt;i&gt; AACD&lt;/i&gt;( &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;ssociação e &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;A&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;sistencia à &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;C&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;riança com &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;eficiencia), Por isso to aqui pra pedir que vocês doen *-* Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNWGFlj0rfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pcNu5N3458Q/s1600/teleton.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNWGFlj0rfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pcNu5N3458Q/s320/teleton.JPG" width="297" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNWGI82NEXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-onmRz4gGK8/s1600/teleton2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNWGI82NEXI/AAAAAAAAAk4/-onmRz4gGK8/s1600/teleton2009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para Doar &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;05,00&lt;/span&gt;, Ligue &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;0500 12345 05&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para Doar &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;10,00&lt;/span&gt;, Ligue &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;0500 12345&amp;nbsp; 10&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para Doar &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;20,00&lt;/span&gt;, Ligue &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;0500 12345&amp;nbsp; 20&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Para Doar &lt;span style="color: #6fa8dc;"&gt;30,00 ou mais&lt;/span&gt;, Ligue &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;0800&amp;nbsp; 775&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 2010&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #93c47d;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ou acesse o site &amp;gt; www.teleton.org.br&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Obs. Se doar 60,00 reais você receberá um boneco do TonZinho e se doar 100,00 reais você leva também a Nina! *-*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b style="color: #f6b26b;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-1285263340788163007?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1285263340788163007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/teletom-2010.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1285263340788163007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1285263340788163007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/11/teletom-2010.html' title='TeleTom 2010'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TNWGFlj0rfI/AAAAAAAAAk0/pcNu5N3458Q/s72-c/teleton.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-3289496649406947519</id><published>2010-10-31T19:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-31T19:49:22.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todos os dias no mundo todo, pessoas mentem, umas pra não morrer algumas por discuido e outras por pura diversão mas pra mim nada justifica a mentira! Eu já menti e até hoje minto, e não me orgulho nada disso mas o que posso fazer sou um simples ser humano, e dizer que eu nunca menti já seria uma grande mentira pois quem nunca mentiu nessa vida?&lt;br /&gt;Não só eu como várias pessoas se decepcionaram por conta de mentiras&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;como pode uma criatura mentir por diversão? não entendo!&lt;br /&gt;O difícil é acreditar nas pessoas o mundo hoje ta tão maluco parece até que quando ele gira nós ficamos mesmo de cabeça para baixo -.-'&lt;br /&gt;mas se um dia Jó Sparrow diser ao menos que gosta de você ela também estará disendo que confia em você!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TM4qamke3aI/AAAAAAAAAko/Y54qYGdrU6Y/s1600/j%C3%B313.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TM4qamke3aI/AAAAAAAAAko/Y54qYGdrU6Y/s400/j%C3%B313.jpg" width="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Jocélia Sparrow &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/3508039000168947124-3289496649406947519?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/3289496649406947519/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/todos-os-dias-no-mundo-todo-pessoas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3289496649406947519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3289496649406947519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/todos-os-dias-no-mundo-todo-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TM4qamke3aI/AAAAAAAAAko/Y54qYGdrU6Y/s72-c/j%C3%B313.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-6984585683204351764</id><published>2010-10-24T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T19:19:58.942-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Só um ser me ama de verdade...</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;... aqui na terra muitos dizem me amar mas só acredito em um!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se existe uma coisa nesse mundo que é totalmente sincera e verdadeira, é o sorriso de uma criança!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, não ha como discordar é a mais pura verdade. As criaças tem o poder de nos atrair completamente, com apenas um sorriso e quando elas choram por nossa culpa é como se todos os erros do mundo fosse culpa sua, porque quando você provoca o choro de uma criança você tem certeza que foi por sua culpa que ela está chorando por que elas não mentem nunca, nunca mesmo são inocentes meigas e amantes de nós!&lt;br /&gt;é verdadeiramente uma pena que muitos não percebam tanto amor, Um amor que eu sinto, vejo, recebo e reconheço! E de quem?&amp;nbsp; Jean Oliveira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca falei sobre o Jean aqui, ele é meu irmão mais novo e tem 1 ano de pura esperteza e amor. É como se fosse meu filho eu o amo muito e ele toma conta de mim assim como tomo conta dele kkk'&lt;br /&gt;ele varre a casa comigo, me acorda penteando meus cabelos, me chama de INHA e tenho certeza que ele me ama!&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/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMTm7cq6J5I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RzJsk4N2PeA/s1600/OgAAAFMAzWfq9fEI10PFvbqqfiVhPR_FPD4CZmW9OxHiVYf5qCGOX62WFVSIXom0bPDGwahFEQC7NRnCoO-AB5_0LyEAm1T1UDhH0yU4l7L9p46z10rPlYhPpee_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMTm7cq6J5I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RzJsk4N2PeA/s400/OgAAAFMAzWfq9fEI10PFvbqqfiVhPR_FPD4CZmW9OxHiVYf5qCGOX62WFVSIXom0bPDGwahFEQC7NRnCoO-AB5_0LyEAm1T1UDhH0yU4l7L9p46z10rPlYhPpee_.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMTm-Vuf1_I/AAAAAAAAAkU/KHxRcfxbYpU/s1600/OgAAAF9FtmY3Xxn8svEsDRJ2DPGlKTEgW3Y8N3ctwrFjr_LefXfZ6rh0Sy8fPGsm51kEFuOVuatFQX1Fk1u0Xe7tcrUAm1T1UA9zDsNaMgBfw0Qyk_Qtm2JAmq85.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMTnH_FmndI/AAAAAAAAAkk/754VtWZ1Oss/s1600/OgAAADpSW_04Y83sEFDZQ_TkNWnv4ini0xRd0ftHWmetCQelEhnDizWUdXNZ0bh6NUw5xUL7XIPy5z9jX1KAUMirCacAm1T1UBmj_XtpGFr_XsF0VHLaOoNS8Ttm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Be my baby...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: #a64d79;"&gt;Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-6984585683204351764?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/6984585683204351764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-existe-uma-coisa-nesse-mundo-que-e.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6984585683204351764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6984585683204351764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/se-existe-uma-coisa-nesse-mundo-que-e.html' title='Só um ser me ama de verdade...'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMTm7cq6J5I/AAAAAAAAAkQ/RzJsk4N2PeA/s72-c/OgAAAFMAzWfq9fEI10PFvbqqfiVhPR_FPD4CZmW9OxHiVYf5qCGOX62WFVSIXom0bPDGwahFEQC7NRnCoO-AB5_0LyEAm1T1UDhH0yU4l7L9p46z10rPlYhPpee_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-1212889467635344878</id><published>2010-10-22T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T21:44:13.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definições! - 2</title><content type='html'>Lá fora chove, aqui dentro faz calor, uma musica que não sai da cabeça, um segredo, UM GRANDE MEDO, fidelidade, cabelos desarrumados, unhas grandes, lágrimas, sorrisos, pessoas, igenuidade, madrugada e eu aqui!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJlf6utYFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iiAILAupxJU/s1600/274-1214751400N26K.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="258" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJlf6utYFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iiAILAupxJU/s320/274-1214751400N26K.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah meu povo!&lt;br /&gt;adoraria ter alguma coisa de últil pra postar pra  vocês mas não dá :/ mas um dia terá *-* to pensando em criar outra  história pq as que eu tenho guardadas são muito melancólicas ASSIM como  eu tô agora! mas vou esperar mais um pouquinho se as raivas passarem  mais eu escevo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-1212889467635344878?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1212889467635344878/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/definicoes-2.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1212889467635344878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1212889467635344878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/definicoes-2.html' title='Definições! - 2'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJlf6utYFI/AAAAAAAAAkI/iiAILAupxJU/s72-c/274-1214751400N26K.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-2015310165675716488</id><published>2010-10-22T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T22:30:06.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love of my life...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div id="tab"&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;you´ve hurt me&lt;br /&gt;You broken my heart&lt;br /&gt;and now you leave me&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;can´t you see&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bring it back&lt;br /&gt;bring it back&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don´t take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don´t know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;don´t leave me&lt;br /&gt;You´ve taken my heart&lt;br /&gt;you now desert me&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;can´t you see&lt;br /&gt;Bring it back&lt;br /&gt;bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Don´t take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don´t know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will remember&lt;br /&gt;When this is blown over&lt;br /&gt;when everything´s all&lt;br /&gt;by the way&lt;br /&gt;When I grow older&lt;br /&gt;I will be there&lt;br /&gt;at your side&lt;br /&gt;to remind you&lt;br /&gt;How I still love you&lt;br /&gt;I still love you&lt;br /&gt;Back, bring it back&lt;br /&gt;Don't take it away from me&lt;br /&gt;Because you don't know&lt;br /&gt;What it means to me&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;Love of my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJykl0HY0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwlpHtouuoA/s1600/emo-kids-cry-when-they-kiss.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJykl0HY0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwlpHtouuoA/s200/emo-kids-cry-when-they-kiss.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #c27ba0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #c27ba0; font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-2015310165675716488?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/2015310165675716488/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-of-my-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/2015310165675716488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/2015310165675716488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/love-of-my-life.html' title='Love of my life...'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TMJykl0HY0I/AAAAAAAAAkM/xwlpHtouuoA/s72-c/emo-kids-cry-when-they-kiss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-2424603987681965143</id><published>2010-10-19T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-19T07:34:27.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Novo trailer de THE TOURIST</title><content type='html'>É, o novo filme do John tem um novo trailer, vou postar aqui pra vocês verem porque só vi uma vez to morrendo de ciúmes da Jolie, eu amo a Penelope Cruz que agora ta filmando POTC4 com o Johnny não tenho nenhum ciúmes da Pê, mas a Jolie tem uma fama de rouba maridos então to com ciúmes SIM! Mas ainda bem que ja acabou né? agora é só esperar pra ver o filme que estréa aqui no brasil em &lt;b&gt;14/01/2011&lt;/b&gt; que por sinal vai ser ótimo como todos os outros filmes do Johnny *-*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: #ffd966;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;____&lt;span style="color: #76a5af;"&gt;______&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #274e13;"&gt;__&lt;/span&gt;_______________&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #3d85c6;"&gt;_____&lt;/span&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe class="youtube-player" frameborder="0" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uxDIlBwq_uc" title="YouTube video player" type="text/html" width="540"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-2424603987681965143?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/2424603987681965143/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/novo-trailer-de-tourist.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/2424603987681965143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/2424603987681965143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/novo-trailer-de-tourist.html' title='Novo trailer de THE TOURIST'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/uxDIlBwq_uc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-3074896836157602456</id><published>2010-10-16T21:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-16T21:49:23.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo mudou...</title><content type='html'>Nem tudo né?&lt;br /&gt;mas ta um pouquinho diferente espero que gostem (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aaaaaaaah e visitem meu Flog &amp;gt;&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flogvip.net/jocelia" style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;/jocelia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="file=http://youtube.com/watch?v=GW32Q-LCnqE&amp;amp;backcolor=#F7F7F7&amp;amp;frontcolor=#000000&amp;amp;lightcolor=#E6E6E6&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;skin=http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/modieus.swf" height="32" src="http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/player.swf" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;♪ Aj Mclean London &amp;gt; a cara dela $%#@!&amp;amp;*(%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.powermusics.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/3508039000168947124-3074896836157602456?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/3074896836157602456/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/tudo-mudou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3074896836157602456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/3074896836157602456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/tudo-mudou.html' title='Tudo mudou...'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-8629667774857932482</id><published>2010-10-13T20:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T20:30:28.754-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu lamento tanto!</title><content type='html'>Como eu gostaria que a vida fosse só o que eu vivo, já seria ótimo e estaria tudo bem!&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/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLZ5NBoqOJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/K7L7XCoZTZE/s1600/OgAAAOOfr7aVlUT3N5g-O-Ed8xIxt9BBn4Dm8bu27ymIN3CrUX8wy0zT9Nzn23uVwFanuS_S2FD-vQpTM-j0HRb_PWsAm1T1UJ_ZB0qZLRJ-xKx5Jn1bY8naRov2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="312" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLZ5NBoqOJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/K7L7XCoZTZE/s320/OgAAAOOfr7aVlUT3N5g-O-Ed8xIxt9BBn4Dm8bu27ymIN3CrUX8wy0zT9Nzn23uVwFanuS_S2FD-vQpTM-j0HRb_PWsAm1T1UJ_ZB0qZLRJ-xKx5Jn1bY8naRov2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;É, eu to me lastimando de novo!&lt;br /&gt;Mas dessa vez a culpa não é minha. Eu realmente queria ter com quem contar agora pra não estar tendo que publicar isso! Procuro nas pessoas uma amizade que já tenho e em dobro então devo parar de procurar, o que eu presciso mesmo é de um celular.&lt;br /&gt;Então a culpa acaba sendo minha? NÃO porque eu não tenho dinheiro kkkkk'&lt;br /&gt;mas a minha felicidade só depende de mim, então se eu quiser um celular eu terei a droga de um celular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;já tive coisas que antigamente aos meus olhos seria impossível e também já possuí 7 celulares e perdi todos eles&lt;br /&gt;então só basta algumas ligações, mas que se dane os celulares e as ligações --'&lt;br /&gt;Eu presciso mesmo é de minhas irmães QUE DROGA!&lt;br /&gt;Gente esse texto é só uma tentativa de explicação por algumas modificações que haverá aqui no blog,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As coisas que acontecem comigo não são propositais nem as coisas boas nem as ruins eu não planejo nada JURO! Mas se você não me quer por perto eu digo do fundo do meu coração A CULPA NÃO É MINHA e...&lt;br /&gt;EU LAMENTO MUITO :´(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-8629667774857932482?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/8629667774857932482/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu-lamento-tanto.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8629667774857932482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8629667774857932482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/eu-lamento-tanto.html' title='Eu lamento tanto!'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLZ5NBoqOJI/AAAAAAAAAi0/K7L7XCoZTZE/s72-c/OgAAAOOfr7aVlUT3N5g-O-Ed8xIxt9BBn4Dm8bu27ymIN3CrUX8wy0zT9Nzn23uVwFanuS_S2FD-vQpTM-j0HRb_PWsAm1T1UJ_ZB0qZLRJ-xKx5Jn1bY8naRov2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-7396986832065876158</id><published>2010-10-11T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T19:41:15.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>27/12/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;então meu coração será só meu &lt;u&gt;ETERNAMENTE. &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;JoceliaSparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLPJKd6YsoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CmIudCnP1ys/s400/OgAAALUs11E3W8pQ7GakACxWrOkxNyugcRYCLa04JAt1KBVIa0dWNeaB_Z74170QNgUpjlMgp-q5VNAbHlF6gB7H-UYAm1T1UJ90OU33qt1R0-I0jRKsyxdj2VNH.jpg" width="286" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-7396986832065876158?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/7396986832065876158/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/27122008.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/7396986832065876158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/7396986832065876158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/27122008.html' title='27/12/2008'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLPJKd6YsoI/AAAAAAAAAiw/CmIudCnP1ys/s72-c/OgAAALUs11E3W8pQ7GakACxWrOkxNyugcRYCLa04JAt1KBVIa0dWNeaB_Z74170QNgUpjlMgp-q5VNAbHlF6gB7H-UYAm1T1UJ90OU33qt1R0-I0jRKsyxdj2VNH.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-6736187291059943465</id><published>2010-10-11T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T12:23:35.737-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Definições!</title><content type='html'>Um lugar, duas pessoas, alguns instantes, dias depois, pensamentos vácuos, varios empecilhos, um regresso, uma dúvida, contradições, vida completa, vida vazia, risos, amizade, mentiras e verdades,&amp;nbsp;(...) E o significado? Não há significado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLPH4O4wsYI/AAAAAAAAAis/Sha_cJUw1qI/s1600/1252010194338Pessoa_pensando.bmp.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLPH4O4wsYI/AAAAAAAAAis/Sha_cJUw1qI/s320/1252010194338Pessoa_pensando.bmp.jpeg" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Georgia, &amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;, serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #38761d;"&gt;BY&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #a64d79;"&gt; Jocélia Sparrow&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/3508039000168947124-6736187291059943465?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/6736187291059943465/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/definicoes.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6736187291059943465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6736187291059943465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/definicoes.html' title='Definições!'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLPH4O4wsYI/AAAAAAAAAis/Sha_cJUw1qI/s72-c/1252010194338Pessoa_pensando.bmp.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-5520613995444629601</id><published>2010-10-09T21:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-10T20:36:20.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PARQUE DO BOSQUE.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Um dia como outro qualquer a jovem Victória decide sair pela manhã com duas amigas para um pequenique em um lugar onde ninguém normalmente ousaria fazer um pequenique, digamos que é um lugar esquecido por Deus!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Chegando lá elas começam a discutir como era bom estar ali sem mais ninguém além delas tres, e Victória logo diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Nada poderia estragar esse momento!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;e, sem mais nem menos aparece logo abaixo na estrada alguém numa moto preta e se aproxima&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLKFaYU53EI/AAAAAAAAAig/1IE4koIF0LM/s1600/route_66_by_nuahs+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLKFaYU53EI/AAAAAAAAAig/1IE4koIF0LM/s320/route_66_by_nuahs+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Com licença, mas vocês sabem onde fica a rodovia 66? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Claro que era uma piada pois elas estavam em Londres e a ROTA 66 é nos EUA, na certa ele estava querendo iniciar uma converssa testando o conhecimento delas, e falhou terrivelmente por que a Anjel que era a mais velha das tres também era a main inteligente e logo exclamou;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Oi pra você também, e a Rota 66 é nos EUA senhor estranho!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;- Oh desculpe a indelicadeza, meu nome é Anthony estou aqui de passagem... Na verdade estou perdido e&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;procuro&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;o parque do bosque, lewisham será que vocês poderia me ajudar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Minha amiga Victória pode levar você até lá, não é muito longe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Victória sabia muito bem onde ficava o parque do bosque mas não tava nehum pouco afim de ir com ele afinal de contas ele era um estranho! mas era dono de um sorriso irresistível e de um olhar cabulo que causava dúvidas! e tavlez por essa razão sua amiga Angel ofereceu ajuda, já que sabia que Victória andava muito solitária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Victória não pensou duas veses e logo de cara recusou, foi quando sua outra amiga Sofia a chamou num cantinho e disse em voz baixa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Vick, você vai ter que ir minha miga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Não mesmo nem sei de onde ele veio quem é, e se ele for um serial killer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Mas seria um serial killer muito gato não acha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Não brinque Sofia, não vou e pronto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Ah, você vai sim não era você que sempre ficava choramingando pelos cantos dizendo que adoraria viver uma aventura? então pronto você vai! ANTHONY ela adoraria ir com você.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Victória ficou irritada com aquilo, mas pra não parecer mal educada ela subio na moto e foi embora, SIM, com aquele estranho numa estrada estranha sem rumo sem eiras nem beiras trêmula e com as mãos suando ela foi seguindo ensinado o caminho para o rapaz. Quase não havia o que diser por que a maioria do caminho era linha reta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Quanto tempo falta pra chegarmos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- 3 kilometros por aí!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- E vamos ficar todo esse tempo calados?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Não sei, vamos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Se depender de mim não Victória é Victória não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Sim é Victória&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Prazer Victória, Antony mas pode me chamar de Tony&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* estende a mão pra ela que está por tráz, em cima da moto*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois de andar metade do caminho eles decidem procurar uma sombra para descançar um pouco e logo encontarm! ela desce da moto e em seguida ele também que tira o capacete a jaqueta e as luvas, Victória notou a aliança na mão esquerda do Antony e ele percebeu que ela tinha notado a aliaça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Isso aqui?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* mostrando a alinça*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sim sou comprometido mas não preso, prefiro dizer que sou um pássaro livre com uma das asas quebradas se é que me entende!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* ela sorri tímida*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Aquilo por alguma razão havia deixado ela cabisbaixa e como não? ela esperava um aventureiro tão desempedido quanto ela mas o que ela encontrou? Uma pessoa presa nem que fosse pela metade como ele tinha dito, uma pessoa que quando voltasse para casa haveria outra pessoa esperando! Isso de uma forma ou de outra é lamentável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- O que você tem?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;*diz Tony com tom de preocupação*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Nada, só estou um pouco fadigada por ter acordado muito cedo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Por um instante pensei que fosse por minha causa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- E porque seria culpa sua?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Aliança?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* risos*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Sua aliaça? essa foi muito boa não tenho porque se preoculpar com ela não temos nada estou te fazendo um favor e a mim também porque só aceitei vir com você por que tenho uma tia que mora em &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lewisham que a muito tempo não vejo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Então porque será que só agora ouvi você falar sobre essa tia?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Eu não quero falar sobre isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- É uma pena porque tinha uma coisa que queria te mostrar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Pois então mostre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* ele a beija*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Victória tenta fingir que só foi um beijo e que não significou nada mas não consegue fingir por muito tempo e logo sede aos encantos de Anthony. Eles permanecem ali por um bom tempo até que ele decide ir. Victória sente muito mais não deixa ele perceber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Seguem pela estrada calados trocam carícias! não demora muito e eles chegam a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; Lewisham!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Chegamos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* victória com o olhar cansado*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- É, chegamos! Victória eu queria dizer que o que aconteceu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Não aconteceu nada Anthony não tem que se preoculpar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já dava pra notar a paixão nos olhares que se batiam mas nenhum dos dois se redia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;- Sentirei saudades Victória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* beija a mão dela, liga a moto e sai*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;* ela acena e fica observando até que ele suma de sua vista*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Victória estava satisfeita e ao mesmo tempo com o coração partido e derrepende começou a perceber que não sabia absolutamente nada sobre ele nem se o nome dele realmente era Anthony foi aí que ela percebeu a loucura que tinha feito mas já era tarde porque ja tinha acontecido e ela não estava nehum pouco arrependida!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Já satisfeita por tudo aquilo ter sido um sonho que teve enquanto dormia ao lado de um livro chamado: PARQUE DO BOSQUE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&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/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLKGI5DqBzI/AAAAAAAAAik/DOrNyh1F_5w/s1600/1168713044_casal_na_moto_saindo_de_tanah_lot_l+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="242" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLKGI5DqBzI/AAAAAAAAAik/DOrNyh1F_5w/s400/1168713044_casal_na_moto_saindo_de_tanah_lot_l+c%C3%B3pia.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3508039000168947124-5520613995444629601?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/5520613995444629601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-dia-como-outro-qualquer-jovem.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/5520613995444629601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/5520613995444629601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/um-dia-como-outro-qualquer-jovem.html' title='PARQUE DO BOSQUE.'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLKFaYU53EI/AAAAAAAAAig/1IE4koIF0LM/s72-c/route_66_by_nuahs+c%C3%B3pia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-5475695814181838855</id><published>2010-10-08T20:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T21:58:45.488-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DESABAFO!</title><content type='html'>Minha vida poderia ser melhor!&lt;br /&gt;sim, muito melhor do que é! melhor do que é? como assim?é, pq ainda consigo aproveitar os 30% de felicidade que tenho nessa caixinha de bactérias que é minha vida!&lt;br /&gt;você deve está se perguntando: PORQUE ESSA GAROTA ESTÁ SE LAMENTANDO EM PÚBLICO?! simplesmente porque as pessoas se recusam a me ouvir então elas vem aqui e leêm. se esse fosse o real motivo não escreveria porra neuma mas existem várias coisas que me impedem completar 100% de felicidade e o que é mais estranho é que tudo depende de mim ENTÃO porque eu não resolvo? se eu soubesse a resposta dessa simples pergunta poderia ser a dona do mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso continuo repetindo dia após dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O MUNDO É O MESMO, SÓ HÁ MENAS RAZÕES PARA SE VIVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TK_oPM0JsQI/AAAAAAAAAic/PY7Z-BtgXE8/s1600/OgAAAFnwl6EsFfKo1G7B6JmnVpOVDVXIH92azVIH5Uf7fWAkeKAJkWdW-RqxU5_ZslqIZaTjG6n7u-gtwhVPGCdLddUAm1T1UBP8ly6a2Q-COG9OB845agACKVM8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TK_oPM0JsQI/AAAAAAAAAic/PY7Z-BtgXE8/s320/OgAAAFnwl6EsFfKo1G7B6JmnVpOVDVXIH92azVIH5Uf7fWAkeKAJkWdW-RqxU5_ZslqIZaTjG6n7u-gtwhVPGCdLddUAm1T1UBP8ly6a2Q-COG9OB845agACKVM8.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt;BY:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #38761d;"&gt; &lt;span style="background-color: black; color: #c27ba0;"&gt;Jocélia Sparrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3508039000168947124-5475695814181838855?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/5475695814181838855/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/desabafo.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/5475695814181838855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/5475695814181838855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/10/desabafo.html' title='DESABAFO!'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TK_oPM0JsQI/AAAAAAAAAic/PY7Z-BtgXE8/s72-c/OgAAAFnwl6EsFfKo1G7B6JmnVpOVDVXIH92azVIH5Uf7fWAkeKAJkWdW-RqxU5_ZslqIZaTjG6n7u-gtwhVPGCdLddUAm1T1UBP8ly6a2Q-COG9OB845agACKVM8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-8793887234004086948</id><published>2010-09-18T14:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-18T14:17:29.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>07 Setembro 2010</title><content type='html'>Aff --'&lt;br /&gt;marcamos pra sair da casa de isa ás 18:00&lt;br /&gt;fomos sair já eram 20:00 :/&lt;br /&gt;Mas, fomos assim mesmo pensávamos&amp;nbsp;que já estava terminado por conta de que as pessoas já estavam voltando, mas não tinha acabado nada! fomos até na CATEDRAL onde Manuel Neguinho e Fernando estavam nos esperando.&lt;br /&gt;_&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;________&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;_______&lt;/span&gt;________&lt;span style="color: #783f04;"&gt;___&lt;/span&gt;__________&lt;span style="color: #fce5cd;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;__&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não demorou muito e Neguinho começou a se espalhar&lt;br /&gt;ninguém merece! Ele é super engraçado e participará de nossos videos&lt;br /&gt;a força hehehe Mas quando ele começa não se acha o botão de desligar&lt;br /&gt;e começa a nos constranger ¬¬' ele consegue fazer isso pior que ISA&lt;br /&gt;quando começa a arrotar no meio da rua #eca'&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINA SÓ, um negunho com uma cara de mal caráter do &lt;strong&gt;kct&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imitanto passos de macha das bandas marciais e falando um monte de abobrinha!&lt;br /&gt;E pra completar tinha lá bem pertinho da gente uma barraquinha de doces&lt;br /&gt;e tinha um monte de sacos de pipoca embalagem de balas pirulitos e de tudo nesse mundo, &lt;br /&gt;em intervalos de 5 minutos dava uma ventania muito forte e já viu né?&lt;br /&gt;aquele lixo todo começava a vir em nossa direção #queorror&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez o fernado se esquivou de um saco e ele foi parar no rosto de um velhinho #euri&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu não ri muito quando um veio na minha direção e pegou em cheio no meu rosto&lt;br /&gt;e acabou com minha noite! --'&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi legal, tirando Isa que tava de mal humor &lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;T.T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;___________&lt;span style="color: #674ea7;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;em breve fotos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cccccc; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;By: Joh&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-8793887234004086948?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/8793887234004086948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/07-setembro-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8793887234004086948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8793887234004086948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/07-setembro-2010.html' title='07 Setembro 2010'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-4131980667625924423</id><published>2010-09-12T14:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T14:39:45.565-07:00</updated><title type='text'>04/05 Setembro 2010</title><content type='html'>Niver de Merielly :D&lt;br /&gt;fofinha fez 16 aninhos e no outro dia Isrraelly :D 19 aninhos *-*&lt;br /&gt;é gente como eu disse em um dos ultimos posts nós saímos de novo! SIM saímos&lt;br /&gt;e foi muito divertido e bizarro Manuel foi com agente só podia né?&lt;br /&gt;Fomos Eu, Isa, Merielly, Jordy, Léo, um amigo de léo, e Manuel (--')&lt;br /&gt;adivinha quem eu vi assim que cheguei lá? JUNINHO, sim Juninho meu amigo do peito CUTCUT!&lt;br /&gt;ele tava lá na entrada do cinema esperando ums amigos que marcaram com ele pra assistir um dilme&lt;br /&gt;mas até ali os amigos dele ainda não tinham chegado aew decidi fazer compahia pra ele&lt;br /&gt;e não é que os amigos dele não vinheram? O.o que orror&lt;br /&gt;Mas mesmo assim ele foi ver o filme sozinho e tem mais uma coisinha&lt;br /&gt;que se ele deixar depois publico aqui kkk'&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;___________&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_________&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversamos um monte de abobrinhas enquanto comíamos e foi legal&lt;br /&gt;com eles sempre é legal!&lt;br /&gt;__&lt;span style="color: #660000;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;___________&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #45818e;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_________&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;_~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3d85c6;"&gt;Manuel, muito obrigado poor ter ido com agente foi mara!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;BY: &lt;b&gt;Jocélia &lt;/b&gt;&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/3508039000168947124-4131980667625924423?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/4131980667625924423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/0405-setembro-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/4131980667625924423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/4131980667625924423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/0405-setembro-2010.html' title='04/05 Setembro 2010'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-8770469156616017500</id><published>2010-09-03T14:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T14:22:03.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>QUE ÓDIO!</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;Tava o Rafael Cortez tava no programa ao vivo&lt;br /&gt;todos ligaram e eu não liguei!&lt;br /&gt;vou alí me matar falô!&lt;br /&gt;____&lt;span style="color: #e06666;"&gt;_________&lt;/span&gt;_&lt;span style="color: #741b47;"&gt;________&lt;/span&gt;_______________&lt;span style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;_____________________&lt;/span&gt;_____&lt;span style="color: #9fc5e8;"&gt;_&lt;/span&gt;_______&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-8770469156616017500?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/8770469156616017500/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/que-odio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8770469156616017500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/8770469156616017500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/que-odio.html' title='QUE ÓDIO!'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-1816186299532634690</id><published>2010-09-02T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T18:00:56.973-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News ~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #ffe599;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;sábado vamos comemorar o aniverssario&lt;br /&gt;de Isa e o Ex namorado dela foi covidado&lt;br /&gt;ela ta P. da vida ashauhsuahs&lt;br /&gt;mas vai&amp;nbsp; sarar aiai gente vamos tirar fotos sábado e vamos postar aqui!&lt;br /&gt;__________________&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;_______________&lt;/span&gt;____________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Agora é só esperar...&lt;br /&gt;__________________________________&lt;span style="color: #6aa84f;"&gt;________________________&lt;/span&gt;___________________________&lt;br /&gt;PS. gente estamos preparando ums videos ligais pra postar aqui&lt;br /&gt;ainda não sabemos de que mais vamos postar :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-1816186299532634690?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1816186299532634690/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/news.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1816186299532634690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1816186299532634690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/09/news.html' title='News ~'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-6059403103724956228</id><published>2010-08-29T13:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T13:04:43.344-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tirinha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;By:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;Joh &amp;amp; Isa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THq8-DulrII/AAAAAAAAAiE/3wWNudl9SI8/s1600/56.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THq8-DulrII/AAAAAAAAAiE/3wWNudl9SI8/s400/56.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-6059403103724956228?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/6059403103724956228/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/08/tirinha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6059403103724956228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6059403103724956228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/08/tirinha.html' title='Tirinha'/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THq8-DulrII/AAAAAAAAAiE/3wWNudl9SI8/s72-c/56.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-6690935041854973376</id><published>2010-08-28T18:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-28T18:41:26.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: #93c47d; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;By: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: black;"&gt;Joh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THSMOY6gh1I/AAAAAAAAAgg/hs4Rd4wYvdg/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THm6vcmUoYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Xs4pLtK5yr4/s1600/catsgrande.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THm6vcmUoYI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Xs4pLtK5yr4/s320/catsgrande.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;aaaaaaaaaaaaah como pode ser tão perfeita?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THSM4safsgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/61e3a5XhetE/s1600/053.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THSM4safsgI/AAAAAAAAAgo/61e3a5XhetE/s320/053.gif" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Ouvi  essa musica quando assisti o filme Garden State&amp;nbsp; OMG filme perfeito foi  assistindo ele que também me apaixonei pelo Zach Braff&lt;b style="color: red;"&gt; &amp;lt;3&lt;/b&gt; outra história (66 -&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; Mas a musica é linda carãa ouça e veja se concorda PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#000000" flashvars="file=http://youtube.com/watch?v=x52w8txtiQs&amp;amp;backcolor=#F7F7F7&amp;amp;frontcolor=#000000&amp;amp;lightcolor=#E6E6E6&amp;amp;repeat=always&amp;amp;autostart=true&amp;amp;skin=http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/modieus.swf" height="32" src="http://www.powerplayer.xpg.com.br/orkut/player.swf" width="320"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: small;"&gt;♪&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-size: small;"&gt;Dona da belíssima voz (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;"&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/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THSPsH3MjVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/GpkfYIsk8dY/s1600/cats.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="198" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/THSPsH3MjVI/AAAAAAAAAgw/GpkfYIsk8dY/s200/cats.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0pt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TCQPF9Qas7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XWaKBmx54h8/s1600/mini065.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TCQPF9Qas7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XWaKBmx54h8/s320/mini065.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99cc;"&gt;Bem-vindo ao nosso Blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Olá pessoas!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Esse  blog pertence a Jó, Isa e Johnny, (bem ele não pertence a ele  mas ele  nos ajuda rs) Foi criado por que não tinhamos nada o que fazer  em uma  tarde de sábado &lt;b&gt;(08/05/10)&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp; Postaremos aqui coisas que  gostamos e  que talvez você não goste, então nada de chingamentos e  palavrões,  isso só é permitido à mim ( Isa) que tenho 18, mas isso não  quer diser  que você com mais de 18 possa chingar. Se chingar jogaremos  uma macumpa  em você para que pegue&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;hemorróida de botão AHAHAHA ta  avisado!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Não gosta do Johnnny Depp? então cai fora daki *--*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Tudo  o que tem aqui são coisas que gostamos muiito de fazer em nosso   cotidiano, coisas bastante loucas e pessoais que alguém nesse mundo tem a   coragem de falar que é engraçado, a palavra é BIZARRO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h5&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;h5 style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff99cc;"&gt;Algo mais ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Temos  um bichinho de que gostamos muuito é um jumentinho muiito  simpático e  solitário que ainda não tem nome ( vote na enquete )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;lembramos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Isa: Scrat&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Jó: Rei Jullian&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Times,&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;,serif;"&gt;Depp: Tim burton&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-1865889836093173688?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/1865889836093173688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/08/bem-vindo-ao-nosso-blog-ola-pessoas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1865889836093173688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/1865889836093173688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/08/bem-vindo-ao-nosso-blog-ola-pessoas.html' title=''/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TCQPF9Qas7I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XWaKBmx54h8/s72-c/mini065.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3508039000168947124.post-6190025329594054968</id><published>2010-06-24T19:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-20T21:46:44.594-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:georgia;" &gt;Tome evangélio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Tome evangélio? Carãa foi sinistro, tudo começou quando o Jordy que é namorado da irmã de Iza, nos chamou pra saiir Jó aceitou logo de cara,mau sabia ela que algo deruin estava por vir :x Macamos pra sair da casa de Iza ás 6:00 pq o Shopping fica um pouco longe. E chagamos de 7:00 horas chegamos no cine o filme já havia começado e ficamos lá parados feito um bando de peixe fora d'agua Jó e Iza são ant-social aff --' Zzzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Depois de 20 mim. de blá blá blá decidimos assistir Chico Xavier (arg) brincamos muito dentrodo cinema aaah foi muito bom mas o filme era muuuuito medonho poxa vidasó olhamos para a tela quando no filme 3 mulheres se manifestaram eo Tal Chico disse a um carinha lá: SE PASSAR PRA MIM MANDA EVANGÉLIO, (vai saber o que ele quis diser) e não é que o espirito passou para o Chico? aew o carinha pegou uma bíblia que devia pesar uns 2 kilos, e sem pensar o carinha tacou na cabeça o Chico disendo: Tome enagélio tome evangélio, Aquilo deve ter duído Pacas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Primeiro ficamos zuando o Jardy por conta que o ator que fazia a versão "crinaça" do Chico era a cara dele, depois ele trouxe uma mostra de perfume deixou a sala do cine tooooda perfumada que orror --' Mas rimos muiito, E depois do "ADORÁVEL" filme fomos comer pizza do restaurante do Shopping, quando saímos da sala demos de cara com o Tio de Iza ashauhsuahushau sem comentários o Léo é foda, ele tinha dido a gente que só iria na hora da pizza&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;e foi o que ele fez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Depois de escolher a mesa pedimos a pizza, ela veio meio que queimadinha na parte de cima, Léo começou contar uma história meio estranha de uma conhecida que tinha sofrido um acidente de moto e que os ferimentos ficaram iguaisinhos a parte de cima da piza. aaaaaah INOJOU todo mundo depois de tanto blá blá blá fomos pra casa isso já era 23:00h.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;No caminho voltamos a pé no 11 (onze) ashuahsuahsu, na metade do caminho passaram dois gatinhos que acenaram e buzinaram a moto pra Iza e pra mim. Droga Léo viu melou tuuudo! e eles foram embora e nos partiu o coração :´(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;andamos mais um pouco ficamos gritanto no meio da rua feito loucas que somos, e riamos da gargalhada de Léo, Jordy e Merielly ian lá na frentes feito dois pombinhos *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;Quando chegamos a casa de Iza já era tarde pra ir pra casa sozinha nem tinha moto-taxi na rua, decidimos ligar para meu Pai para pedir que eu dormisse lá. depois de passar um sermão ele deixou e logo fomos domir, Demorei um pouco a dormir pq sinto saudades da minha cama e de meus posters nas paredes :/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Geeeente essa noite foi tuuuuudo !&lt;br /&gt;adoramos vocês: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Merielly Jordy &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt; Léo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3508039000168947124-6190025329594054968?l=3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/feeds/6190025329594054968/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/06/tome-evangelio-tome-evangelio-caraa-foi.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6190025329594054968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3508039000168947124/posts/default/6190025329594054968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://3-ratoscegos.blogspot.com/2010/06/tome-evangelio-tome-evangelio-caraa-foi.html' title=''/><author><name>Joh</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03313490328822724208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='14' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UwbtTSJqhcI/TLp3Wg6j8fI/AAAAAAAAAjo/E2gV3lAWdA0/S220/0111.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
