<?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-2106802572739988625</id><updated>2011-10-29T04:41:08.298-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A flor de vidro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' 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insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2939104561882743325</id><published>2011-10-07T01:14:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:15:10.658-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Por que vc não mata logo esse desgraçado?&lt;br /&gt;- Porque matar animais de outros é crime contra o patrimônio.&lt;br /&gt;- Seu patrimônio.&lt;br /&gt;- De fato...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2939104561882743325?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-9026874762352621537</id><published>2011-10-07T01:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:16:22.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Não sei se dá pra dizer que deu fé.&lt;br /&gt;- Abrir mão da defesa de insanidade é pedir uma sentença de morte.&lt;br /&gt;- Well, talvez seja a culpa cristã.&lt;br /&gt;- Não. É o desejo de morte, mesmo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-9026874762352621537?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/9026874762352621537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos_4133.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/9026874762352621537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/9026874762352621537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos_4133.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6553965221536264662</id><published>2011-10-07T01:02:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:11:07.997-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Tudo tem limite. Posso até ser torturada, mas não vou escrever a ata da minha desgraça.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu concordo.&lt;br /&gt;- Jura?&lt;br /&gt;- Juro. Vc está certa.&lt;br /&gt;- Desculpa. Tenho que fazer um minuto de silêncio porque estou emocionada com a sua concordância.&lt;br /&gt;- Se a Vaca Louca do Nilo deu fé, quem sou eu pra continuar negando...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6553965221536264662?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6553965221536264662/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos_07.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6553965221536264662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6553965221536264662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos_07.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8131034482538915094</id><published>2011-10-07T01:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T01:01:42.249-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Oficialmente falando seu apelido é Átila.&lt;br /&gt;- ????&lt;br /&gt;- Onde seu cavalo pisa a grama não nasce.&lt;br /&gt;- Bom, oficialmente falando, ele não é mais MEU cavalo.&lt;br /&gt;- Há controvérsias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8131034482538915094?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8131034482538915094/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8131034482538915094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8131034482538915094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/10/dialogos-insolitos.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7149145051106230410</id><published>2011-09-29T14:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T14:55:09.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"À noite sonhei contigo, e não tava dormindo!&lt;br /&gt;Justo ao contrário, estava bem desperto...&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que não fazia menor esforço,&lt;br /&gt;Para que te entregasses. Em ti, já estava imerso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sofrer com tanta angústia por coisas tão pequenas&lt;br /&gt;Gastar essa energia assim não vale à pena&lt;br /&gt;Quem dera me livrar pra sempre de mim mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;E só me reencontrar lá no teu doce abismo..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7149145051106230410?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7149145051106230410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/noite-sonhei-contigo-e-nao-tava.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7149145051106230410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7149145051106230410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/noite-sonhei-contigo-e-nao-tava.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4978039273605561141</id><published>2011-09-26T19:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:20:06.209-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Perdi a minha taça, o meu anel,&lt;br /&gt;A minha cota de aço, o meu corcel,&lt;br /&gt;Perdi meu elmo de ouro e pedrarias...&lt;br /&gt;Sobem-me aos lábios súplicas estranhas&lt;br /&gt;Sobre o meu coração pesam montanhas&lt;br /&gt;Olho assombradas as minhas mãos vazias"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4978039273605561141?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4978039273605561141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/perdi-minha-taca-o-meu-anel-minha-cota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4978039273605561141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4978039273605561141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/perdi-minha-taca-o-meu-anel-minha-cota.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2116312097528451321</id><published>2011-09-26T19:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:17:35.380-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quem nos deu olhos para ver os astros</title><content type='html'>Sem nos dar braços para os alcançar?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2116312097528451321?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2116312097528451321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-nos-deu-olhos-para-ver-os-astros.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2116312097528451321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2116312097528451321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/quem-nos-deu-olhos-para-ver-os-astros.html' title='&quot;Quem nos deu olhos para ver os astros'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8825028291828807867</id><published>2011-09-26T19:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:15:39.432-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resposta correta</title><content type='html'>"Para aqueles fantasmas que passaram&lt;br /&gt;Vagabundos a quem jurei amar&lt;br /&gt;Nunca meus braços lânguidos traçaram&lt;br /&gt;O voo de um gesto para os alcançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se as minhas mãos em garra se cravaram&lt;br /&gt;Sobre um amor em sangue a palpitar&lt;br /&gt;Quantas panteras bárbaras mataram&lt;br /&gt;Só pelo raro gosto de matar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8825028291828807867?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8825028291828807867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/resposta-correta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8825028291828807867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8825028291828807867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/resposta-correta.html' title='Resposta correta'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4191149733042031427</id><published>2011-09-26T19:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:12:53.133-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deflexão</title><content type='html'>"Deus quis fazer-me tua para nada&lt;br /&gt;Vãos os meus braços de crucificada&lt;br /&gt;Inúteis esses beijos que te dei"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4191149733042031427?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4191149733042031427/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/deflexao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4191149733042031427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4191149733042031427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/deflexao.html' title='Deflexão'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6148587498942401034</id><published>2011-09-26T19:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:10:05.212-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comparação</title><content type='html'>"Só nunca mais amá-lo é já bastante&lt;br /&gt;Quero senti-lo doutros, bem distante,&lt;br /&gt;Como se fora meu, calma e serena&lt;br /&gt;Ódio seria em mim saudade infinda&lt;br /&gt;Mágoa de o ter perdido, amor ainda&lt;br /&gt;Ódio por ele, não, não vale a pena"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6148587498942401034?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6148587498942401034/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/comparacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6148587498942401034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6148587498942401034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/comparacao.html' title='Comparação'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3357238515051971788</id><published>2011-09-26T19:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:06:23.613-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De fato</title><content type='html'>"Flor que em mim nasceste sem abrolhos&lt;br /&gt;Que tem que fossem tristes os meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Se fossem tristes pelo amor de ti&lt;br /&gt;Mas desde que nasceste em noite calma&lt;br /&gt;Voou longe a asa da minha alma&lt;br /&gt;E nunca, nunca mais eu me entendi"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3357238515051971788?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3357238515051971788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-fato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3357238515051971788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3357238515051971788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-fato.html' title='De fato'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3216037958237779369</id><published>2011-09-26T19:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T19:01:45.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A saudade é revés de um parto</title><content type='html'>"É como arrumar o quarto de um filho que já morreu."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3216037958237779369?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3216037958237779369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/saudade-e-reves-de-um-parto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3216037958237779369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3216037958237779369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/saudade-e-reves-de-um-parto.html' title='A saudade é revés de um parto'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4341112856615913576</id><published>2011-09-26T18:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T18:34:29.499-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Já dizia o Coronel Nascimento</title><content type='html'>"... mas se casar com o Fraga, porra, foi sacanagem."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4341112856615913576?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4341112856615913576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/ja-dizia-o-coronel-nascimento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4341112856615913576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4341112856615913576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/ja-dizia-o-coronel-nascimento.html' title='Já dizia o Coronel Nascimento'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6059664997919926313</id><published>2011-09-26T00:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:55:22.273-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do inevitável</title><content type='html'>" - EI, vc errou a aranha e me acertou.&lt;br /&gt;- QUE ARANHA?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6059664997919926313?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6059664997919926313/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-inevitavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6059664997919926313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6059664997919926313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-inevitavel.html' title='Do inevitável'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-716299041612658670</id><published>2011-09-26T00:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:50:05.272-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resoluções</title><content type='html'>"- E não vamos esquecer quem é o centro do universo aqui, colega."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-716299041612658670?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/716299041612658670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/resolucoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/716299041612658670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/716299041612658670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/resolucoes.html' title='Resoluções'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1402079009701414796</id><published>2011-09-26T00:48:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:49:15.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Engano</title><content type='html'>"- Belo capacete espacial.&lt;br /&gt;- Obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;- Cadê o peixinho dourado?&lt;br /&gt;-Explorando novas fronteiras..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1402079009701414796?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1402079009701414796/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/engano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1402079009701414796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1402079009701414796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/engano.html' title='Engano'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4618827635690415863</id><published>2011-09-26T00:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:47:14.059-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Des ânimo</title><content type='html'>"- Quer me chutar longe?&lt;br /&gt;- Não. Tô sem vontade..."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4618827635690415863?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4618827635690415863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/des-animo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4618827635690415863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4618827635690415863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/des-animo.html' title='Des ânimo'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6984902417671641077</id><published>2011-09-26T00:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:39:39.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pois é, então...</title><content type='html'>"- Que tédio...&lt;br /&gt;- TEM UM MORCEGO PRESO NO MEU CABELO&lt;br /&gt;- Certas pessoas querem monopolizar a diversão"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6984902417671641077?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6984902417671641077/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/pois-e-entao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6984902417671641077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6984902417671641077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/pois-e-entao.html' title='Pois é, então...'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8792443361208105574</id><published>2011-09-26T00:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:52:36.103-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De chocolate</title><content type='html'>" - Se vc estiver com frio pode usar meu agasalho.&lt;br /&gt;- Obrigada.&lt;br /&gt;- MAS NÂO PRA FAZER UMA FOGUEIRA&lt;br /&gt;- Decida-se logo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8792443361208105574?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8792443361208105574/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-chocolate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8792443361208105574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8792443361208105574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-chocolate.html' title='De chocolate'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7597198532456624453</id><published>2011-09-26T00:30:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:31:09.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Di soluções</title><content type='html'>"O abridor de latas quebrou.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu dou um jeito.&lt;br /&gt;- Isso é um maçarico?&lt;br /&gt;- Sai de perto da lata."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7597198532456624453?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7597198532456624453/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/di-solucoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7597198532456624453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7597198532456624453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/di-solucoes.html' title='Di soluções'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6993913618936875561</id><published>2011-09-26T00:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:26:21.334-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Das probabilidades</title><content type='html'>"- Vc não teria mais chances de pegar o rato se fosse correndo atrás dele?&lt;br /&gt;- Eu estou esperando ele quebrar a perna."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6993913618936875561?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6993913618936875561/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-probabilidades.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6993913618936875561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6993913618936875561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/das-probabilidades.html' title='Das probabilidades'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1393632989531110745</id><published>2011-09-26T00:23:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:24:07.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hipotética solução</title><content type='html'>"- Quais são suas últimas palavras?&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sei onde tem chocolate&lt;br /&gt;- Ele é bom!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1393632989531110745?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1393632989531110745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/hipotetica-solucao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1393632989531110745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1393632989531110745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/hipotetica-solucao.html' title='Hipotética solução'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2412943073483364251</id><published>2011-09-26T00:21:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:21:39.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De cisão</title><content type='html'>"Decidi que vou partilhar com outros... assim que encontrar outros com coisas que eu queira."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2412943073483364251?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2412943073483364251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-cisao_26.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2412943073483364251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2412943073483364251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-cisao_26.html' title='De cisão'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6362198261486906298</id><published>2011-09-26T00:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:09:40.182-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentiras, malditas mentiras e estatísticas</title><content type='html'>- Vc não vai desmentir isso?&lt;br /&gt;- Quando eu sou mais forte não preciso ficar com raiva.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6362198261486906298?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1169137415007639457</id><published>2011-09-26T00:06:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:07:18.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Essa criatura não reconheceria um sapato Prada nem que fosse pisoteado por um.&lt;br /&gt;- Não sei se eu tenho tanta certeza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1169137415007639457?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1169137415007639457/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_26.html#comment-form' title='0 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uma fofoca imbecil, querendo bancar o escândalo. E olhe lá."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3539120012518822015?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3539120012518822015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-proporcionalidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3539120012518822015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3539120012518822015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-proporcionalidade.html' title='De proporcionalidade'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5096295637735336137</id><published>2011-09-13T13:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:43:30.482-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Quando fico muito tempo sem ouvir algo desagradável a meu respeito vou logo verificar se eu não morri e esqueceram de me comunicar"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5096295637735336137?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3179333082264821282</id><published>2011-09-13T13:42:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:42:22.170-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Espalha logo, que pode ser mentira"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3179333082264821282?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3179333082264821282/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/espalha-logo-que-pode-ser-mentira.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3179333082264821282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3179333082264821282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/espalha-logo-que-pode-ser-mentira.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8294191209159007913</id><published>2011-09-13T13:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:41:30.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Toda farsa tem dois gumes"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8294191209159007913?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8294191209159007913/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/toda-farsa-tem-dois-gumes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8294191209159007913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8294191209159007913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/toda-farsa-tem-dois-gumes.html' title='&quot;Toda farsa tem dois gumes&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4648653751737725042</id><published>2011-09-13T13:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-13T13:35:55.541-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Olha bem pra mim com essa cara lisa e diz que vc não sabia.&lt;br /&gt;- Tá... Eu desconfiei. Por um minuto.&lt;br /&gt;- Onde está a honestidade?&lt;br /&gt;- É que a gente tava se divertindo assim mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;- Dããããã... Isso eu sei, né?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4648653751737725042?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4648653751737725042/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_13.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4648653751737725042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4648653751737725042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_13.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-598853335873356050</id><published>2011-09-11T19:49:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:53:18.488-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Jack</title><content type='html'>"Te faço uma canção tão antiga e tão bonita&lt;br /&gt;Não tem queixa e nem ferida, é proteção prá toda a vida&lt;br /&gt;Então eu faço esse carinho e assim fico menos sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Mas meu coração não chora mais na ponta de qualquer espinho"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-598853335873356050?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/598853335873356050/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/black-jack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/598853335873356050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/598853335873356050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/black-jack.html' title='Black Jack'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8933423503161186877</id><published>2011-09-11T19:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:48:34.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Não me esqueça por tão pouco, nem diga adeus por engano"</title><content type='html'>"Pra que me atire num mar de solidão &lt;br /&gt;Você tem a faca, o queijo e meu coração nas mãos &lt;br /&gt;Não me retalhe em escândalos, nem tão pouco cobre o perdão &lt;br /&gt;Deixe que eu cure a ferida da minha louca paixão"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8933423503161186877?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8933423503161186877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-me-esqueca-por-tao-pouco-nem-diga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8933423503161186877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8933423503161186877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/nao-me-esqueca-por-tao-pouco-nem-diga.html' title='&quot;Não me esqueça por tão pouco, nem diga adeus por engano&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6301186623224813647</id><published>2011-09-11T19:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:54:55.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do denominador comum</title><content type='html'>- É completamente absurdo.&lt;br /&gt;- Um denominador comum?&lt;br /&gt;- Não. O denominador comum é ser completamente absurdo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6301186623224813647?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6301186623224813647/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-denominador-comum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6301186623224813647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6301186623224813647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/do-denominador-comum.html' title='Do denominador comum'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3771317471383485880</id><published>2011-09-11T19:38:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:40:06.457-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Agora sério, eu estive pensando de verdade sobre a tal pergunta do denominador comum.&lt;br /&gt;- E a conclusão é que...&lt;br /&gt;- Eu só estava pensando. Não estava concluindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3771317471383485880?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3771317471383485880/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_5143.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3771317471383485880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3771317471383485880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_5143.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8721529302292468725</id><published>2011-09-11T19:37:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:38:07.078-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sobre razões</title><content type='html'>- Só tem duas pessoas no mundo que concluiriam um absurdo desse.&lt;br /&gt;- E, de repente, o denominador comum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8721529302292468725?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8721529302292468725/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/sobre-razoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8721529302292468725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8721529302292468725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/sobre-razoes.html' title='Sobre razões'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2908838140185959989</id><published>2011-09-11T19:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:36:22.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- EU NÃO PRECISO DE ALGUÉM PRA FAZER SEXO.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, isso com certeza, NINGUÉM está pensando. Essa parte parece BEM clara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2908838140185959989?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2908838140185959989/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_2533.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2908838140185959989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2908838140185959989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_2533.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7451496548161969557</id><published>2011-09-11T19:33:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T19:34:30.989-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Se ele te mostrasse o celular provando que, sim, eu liguei 500 vezes?&lt;br /&gt;- Sei lá. Eu ia achar que ele te devia dinheiro ou qualquer coisa assim.&lt;br /&gt;- Exatamente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7451496548161969557?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7451496548161969557/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_11.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7451496548161969557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7451496548161969557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_11.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5508721269687926298</id><published>2011-09-08T18:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T18:59:36.246-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Eu sei que a gente tá bêbado, e vc tem quarenta e muitos anos, e é heterossexual convicto, e possui mais que três neurônios, e parou com as drogas faz tempo; mas não consigo resistir a fazer uma pergunta analógica.&lt;br /&gt;- Criatura... Por quem sois?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5508721269687926298?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5508721269687926298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_08.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5508721269687926298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5508721269687926298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos_08.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6828340576293877346</id><published>2011-09-08T18:53:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T18:56:57.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Diálogos insólitos</title><content type='html'>- Quer que eu mate ele?&lt;br /&gt;- É claro que não. Vc quer acabar com a Justiça do mundo? Vc acha que eu vou resolver que uma pessoa merece morrer só porque é burra? Depois de tudo que já me fizeram nessa  vida? Isso é até imoral.&lt;br /&gt;- De fato... Olhando por esse lado, eu tô quase agradecendo o coitado.&lt;br /&gt;- Mas se vc quiser bater nele eu não me oponho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6828340576293877346?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6828340576293877346/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6828340576293877346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6828340576293877346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/dialogos-insolitos.html' title='Diálogos insólitos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6039829297429004467</id><published>2011-09-01T13:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:12:06.908-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Inqualificável é uma pessoinha facílima de qualificar."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6039829297429004467?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6039829297429004467/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/inqualificavel-e-uma-pessoinha-facilima.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6039829297429004467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6039829297429004467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/inqualificavel-e-uma-pessoinha-facilima.html' title='&quot;Inqualificável é uma pessoinha facílima de qualificar.&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1298570790784963536</id><published>2011-09-01T13:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:11:37.344-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pois é</title><content type='html'>"Vc pode até ter razão em falar mal de mim. Mas isso não quer dizer que vc tem o direito."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1298570790784963536?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1298570790784963536/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/pois-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1298570790784963536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1298570790784963536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/pois-e.html' title='Pois é'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2041076347628693529</id><published>2011-09-01T13:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:10:46.807-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Justiça?</title><content type='html'>"É cega. E surda, muda, perneta e cancerosa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2041076347628693529?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2041076347628693529/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/justica.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2041076347628693529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2041076347628693529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/justica.html' title='Justiça?'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-746738288210591861</id><published>2011-09-01T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:10:00.268-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"É só darem a informação pra pessoa já ir tirando suas próprias confusões."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-746738288210591861?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/746738288210591861/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-so-darem-informacao-pra-pessoa-ja-ir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/746738288210591861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/746738288210591861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-so-darem-informacao-pra-pessoa-ja-ir.html' title='&quot;É só darem a informação pra pessoa já ir tirando suas próprias confusões.&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1587955019946395241</id><published>2011-09-01T13:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:09:19.031-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De inferioridade</title><content type='html'>"Inferior é esse tipo de pessoa que fica procurando desculpas pros erros que ainda nem cometeu."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1587955019946395241?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1587955019946395241/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-inferioridade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1587955019946395241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1587955019946395241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-inferioridade.html' title='De inferioridade'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2937376352592996231</id><published>2011-09-01T13:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:08:16.603-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De irritação</title><content type='html'>"Se sou mais forte não preciso ficar irritada e se sou mais fraca, não adianta mesmo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2937376352592996231?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2937376352592996231/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-irritacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2937376352592996231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2937376352592996231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-irritacao.html' title='De irritação'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2485535689747176862</id><published>2011-09-01T13:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:07:33.722-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Inércia é um peso nas costas</title><content type='html'>que dificulta o andar."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2485535689747176862?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2485535689747176862/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/inercia-e-um-peso-nas-costas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2485535689747176862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2485535689747176862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/inercia-e-um-peso-nas-costas.html' title='&quot;Inércia é um peso nas costas'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1522216998396083974</id><published>2011-09-01T13:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:07:04.151-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Separação</title><content type='html'>"OK. Por favor, me combatam. Mas não me confundam, nem me misturem."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1522216998396083974?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1522216998396083974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/separacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1522216998396083974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1522216998396083974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/separacao.html' title='Separação'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-529133648503128389</id><published>2011-09-01T13:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:06:12.226-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Grande coisa</title><content type='html'>Não estou nem aí se sou o ar que alguém respira. Não adianta nada ser fundamental pra quem não presta atenção em mim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-529133648503128389?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/529133648503128389/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/grande-coisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/529133648503128389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/529133648503128389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/grande-coisa.html' title='Grande coisa'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6557656917357503468</id><published>2011-09-01T13:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:05:20.122-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De finição</title><content type='html'>"Não adianta discutir o inevitável. Numa tromba d'água a única coisa a fazer é abrir o guarda chuva e tentar se molhar o mínimo possível."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6557656917357503468?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6557656917357503468/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-finicao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6557656917357503468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6557656917357503468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-finicao.html' title='De finição'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7290263697358281571</id><published>2011-09-01T13:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:03:58.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tudo é inútil. Inclusive dizer isso."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7290263697358281571?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7290263697358281571/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/tudo-e-inutil-inclusive-dizer-isso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7290263697358281571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7290263697358281571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/tudo-e-inutil-inclusive-dizer-isso.html' title='&quot;Tudo é inútil. Inclusive dizer isso.&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1203376187570231756</id><published>2011-09-01T13:02:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:03:26.232-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiota</title><content type='html'>"OK. Ele é capaz de dizer galinha em 12 línguas diferentes. Só que ele pensa que quem bota ovo é o galo."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1203376187570231756?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1203376187570231756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/idiota.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1203376187570231756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1203376187570231756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/idiota.html' title='Idiota'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1546929991990094763</id><published>2011-09-01T13:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:02:33.152-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De cisão</title><content type='html'>" O desespero até que é uma boa. Detesto é essa maldita esperança."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1546929991990094763?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1546929991990094763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-cisao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1546929991990094763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1546929991990094763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-cisao.html' title='De cisão'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3839346740619063461</id><published>2011-09-01T13:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:01:44.406-03:00</updated><title type='text'>" Seu privilégio é institucional e sua canalhice é religião."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3839346740619063461?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3839346740619063461/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/seu-privilegio-e-institucional-e-sua.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3839346740619063461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3839346740619063461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/seu-privilegio-e-institucional-e-sua.html' title='&quot; Seu privilégio é institucional e sua canalhice é religião.&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2183655463200224398</id><published>2011-09-01T12:59:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T13:01:08.117-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nós 3</title><content type='html'>"A vida é insuportável? Quero ver quem salta primeiro."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2183655463200224398?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2183655463200224398/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/nos-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2183655463200224398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2183655463200224398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/nos-3.html' title='Nós 3'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6843497459000268338</id><published>2011-09-01T12:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:59:39.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tá. Mas por que Deus não prometeu logo os EUA?"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6843497459000268338?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6843497459000268338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/ta-mas-por-que-deus-nao-prometeu-logo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6843497459000268338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6843497459000268338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/ta-mas-por-que-deus-nao-prometeu-logo.html' title='&quot;Tá. Mas por que Deus não prometeu logo os EUA?&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2598627893261609938</id><published>2011-09-01T12:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:59:08.527-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanças</title><content type='html'>"Tristemente me dou conta de que sou o filho pródigo que não saiu de casa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2598627893261609938?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2598627893261609938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/mudancas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2598627893261609938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2598627893261609938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/mudancas.html' title='Mudanças'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-379591645186948377</id><published>2011-09-01T12:57:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:58:18.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Equívocos</title><content type='html'>A inveja não matou Caim coisa nenhuma. Foi Abel que a inveja matou.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-379591645186948377?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/379591645186948377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/equivocos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/379591645186948377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/379591645186948377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/equivocos.html' title='Equívocos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6842551674732642515</id><published>2011-09-01T12:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T12:57:37.612-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Idas e voltas</title><content type='html'>"Se vc duvida que o mundo é idiota, dá uma olhada na ponte Rio-Niterói."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6842551674732642515?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6842551674732642515/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/idas-e-voltas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6842551674732642515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6842551674732642515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/idas-e-voltas.html' title='Idas e voltas'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5959432973151206356</id><published>2011-09-01T09:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T09:54:51.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De explicações</title><content type='html'>Tem coisas que a gente precisa saber. Quer dizer, não tem não. Na verdade não tem nada que agente PRECISA saber. Mas tem algumas que, vá lá, vale a pena saber. E, na dúvida se vale ou não, o destino dá uma empurradinha. Ou pessoas chatas que ficam cobrando favores (ou pior, dinheiro) e pedindo o carro emprestado. Pedindo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5959432973151206356?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5959432973151206356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-explicacoes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5959432973151206356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5959432973151206356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/09/de-explicacoes.html' title='De explicações'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8922468817789313014</id><published>2011-08-31T23:55:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:55:59.508-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Redondilha</title><content type='html'>"Quanto você ganha pra me enganar?&lt;br /&gt;Quanto você paga pra me ver sofrer?&lt;br /&gt;E quanto você força pra me derreter?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou forte feito cobra coral&lt;br /&gt;Semente brota em qualquer local&lt;br /&gt;Um velho novo cartão postal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela madrugada deu em nada&lt;br /&gt;Deu em muito deu em sol&lt;br /&gt;Aquele seu desejo me deu medo&lt;br /&gt;Me deu força me deu mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim, de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim, de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Vale quanto pesa, reza a lesa de nós dois&lt;br /&gt;Ai de mim, de nós dois"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8922468817789313014?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8922468817789313014/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/redondilha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8922468817789313014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8922468817789313014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/redondilha.html' title='Redondilha'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6930875570907420767</id><published>2011-08-31T23:46:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:48:30.858-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passo</title><content type='html'>"O que você faz à noite depois do fim da festa quando nada mais lhe resta, ninguém mais presta atenção?&lt;br /&gt;Que que você faz depois do fim da festa: a febre se manifesta e o corpo implora proteção?&lt;br /&gt;Que que você faz quando um bar parece um barco e a cidade um oceano?&lt;br /&gt;Que que você faz se nenhuma escolha parece certa e toda descoberta é um plano?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6930875570907420767?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6930875570907420767/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/passo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6930875570907420767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6930875570907420767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/passo.html' title='Passo'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8262020622622096533</id><published>2011-08-31T23:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:42:27.786-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby, eu conheço a tua história</title><content type='html'>"Quem sabe eu faço um blues em tua homenagem&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou rimar tanta bobagem&lt;br /&gt;Você é tão fácil&lt;br /&gt;Menina mimada&lt;br /&gt;De enfeites&lt;br /&gt;Brochinhos&lt;br /&gt;E queixas, queixas, queixas&lt;br /&gt;Diz que esqueceu uma sacola&lt;br /&gt;Baby, eu conheço tua história&lt;br /&gt;O cara já está buzinando lá embaixo&lt;br /&gt;Fazendo papel de palhaço&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de flores, promessas&lt;br /&gt;Menina mimada&lt;br /&gt;Você é um fracasso"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8262020622622096533?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8262020622622096533/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-eu-conheco-tua-historia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8262020622622096533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8262020622622096533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/baby-eu-conheco-tua-historia.html' title='Baby, eu conheço a tua história'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-2653890397905863460</id><published>2011-08-31T23:36:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:36:53.332-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escravos de nenhuma palavra</title><content type='html'>"Oh, baby, não chore&lt;br /&gt;Foi apenas um corte&lt;br /&gt;A vida é bem mais perigosa do que a morte&lt;br /&gt;Suporte, oh, baby, suporte"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-2653890397905863460?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/2653890397905863460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/escravos-de-nenhuma-palavra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2653890397905863460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/2653890397905863460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/escravos-de-nenhuma-palavra.html' title='Escravos de nenhuma palavra'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6750772438311791707</id><published>2011-08-31T23:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:34:29.143-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente ordinário</title><content type='html'>"Pra que me serve o pente&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não quero desenrolar os cachos ?&lt;br /&gt;O que eu acho não se escreve&lt;br /&gt;E os seus lábios, eles sabem o que faço&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra ter mistério invente&lt;br /&gt;Como um cérebro pedindo mais espaço&lt;br /&gt;Pra que me serve o pente&lt;br /&gt;Se eu não quero desenrolar os cachos ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6750772438311791707?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6750772438311791707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/presente-ordinario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6750772438311791707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6750772438311791707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/presente-ordinario.html' title='Presente ordinário'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8885648992990526127</id><published>2011-08-31T23:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T23:30:26.311-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Em outros tempos, queridos, porque tem cretinices que nem eu sou capaz de fazer</title><content type='html'>"Por Vocês eu dançaria tango no teto&lt;br /&gt;Eu limparia os trilhos do metrô&lt;br /&gt;Eu iria a pé do Rio à Salvador...&lt;br /&gt;Eu aceitaria a vida como ela é&lt;br /&gt;Viajaria a prazo pro inferno&lt;br /&gt;Eu tomaria banho gelado no inverno...&lt;br /&gt;Por Vocês eu deixaria de beber&lt;br /&gt;Por Vocês eu ficaria rica num mês&lt;br /&gt;Eu dormiria de meia pra virar burguês...&lt;br /&gt;Eu mudaria até o meu nome&lt;br /&gt;Eu viveria em greve de fome&lt;br /&gt;Desejaria todo o dia a mesma mulher...&lt;br /&gt;Por Vocês conseguiria até ficar alegre&lt;br /&gt;Pintaria todo o céu de vermelho&lt;br /&gt;Eu teria mais herdeiros que um coelho..&lt;br /&gt;Eu aceitaria a vida como ela é&lt;br /&gt;Viajaria à prazo pro inferno&lt;br /&gt;Eu tomaria banho gelado no inverno..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8885648992990526127?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8885648992990526127/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-outros-tempos-queridos-porque-tem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8885648992990526127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8885648992990526127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-outros-tempos-queridos-porque-tem.html' title='Em outros tempos, queridos, porque tem cretinices que nem eu sou capaz de fazer'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4233680213415930410</id><published>2011-08-29T17:43:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T17:45:30.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do que dói, dói, dói</title><content type='html'>Gente, sabe o que vc faz quando não tem coragem o suficiente pra enfrentar e nem covardia  o bastante pra correr? Eu sei. E não recomendo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4233680213415930410?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4233680213415930410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-que-do-do-doi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4233680213415930410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4233680213415930410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-que-do-do-doi.html' title='Do que dói, dói, dói'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-383680785568741233</id><published>2011-08-28T16:50:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T16:57:31.069-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa é mesmo pro meu futuro quase ex namorado</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Citação de  Kevin Rudd, primeiro ministro da Australia :&lt;br /&gt;(Talvez possamos achar coragem para começar a falar e a expressar verdades) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"IMIGRANTES, E NÃO OS AUSTRALIANOS, TÊM QUE SE ADAPTAR . SE NÃO ACEITAREM, VÃO EMBORA. Estou cansado desta nação que se preocupa sobre se estamos ofendendo algum indivíduo ou a sua cultura. Nossa cultura foi desenvolvida através de dois séculos de lutas, experiências e vitórias.Falamos principalmente o INGLÊS, não espanhol, libanês, árabe, chinês, japonês, russo ou qualquer outro idioma. Então, se você desejar se tornar parte de nossa sociedade, aprenda o idioma! A maioria dos australianos crê em Deus. Não se trata de um movimento direitista político, mas um fato, porque homens e mulheres cristãos fundaram esta nação em princípios cristãos, e isto está claramente documentado. É certamente apropriado exibir isto nas paredes de nossas escolas. Se Deus o ofender, então sugiro que você considere outra parte do mundo como seu novo lar, porque Deus faz parte de nossa cultura. Aceitaremos suas convicções e não questionaremos "por que". Tudo que pedimos é que você aceite as nossas, e que viva em harmonia e desfrute pacífico conosco. Este é NOSSO PAÍS, NOSSA TERRA e NOSSO ESTILO DE VIDA e nós lhe permitiremos toda oportunidade para desfrutar tudo isso. Mas uma vez que você acabe de reclamar, lamentar e se queixar sobre Nossa Bandeira, Nosso Penhor, Nossas Convicções Cristãs ou Nosso Modo de Vida, eu recomendo fortemente que você tire proveito de uma outra grande liberdade do australiano, 'O DIREITO de IR-SE EMBORA.'Se você não está então contente aqui,PARTA! Não o forçamos a vir para cá. Você pediu para estar aqui. Assim, aceite o país que VOCÊ ESCOLHEU." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-383680785568741233?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/383680785568741233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/essa-e-mesmo-pro-meu-futuro-quase-ex.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/383680785568741233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/383680785568741233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/essa-e-mesmo-pro-meu-futuro-quase-ex.html' title='Essa é mesmo pro meu futuro quase ex namorado'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1313105353872579604</id><published>2011-08-28T16:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T16:26:00.625-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudei um pouquinho a letra</title><content type='html'>"Pedaço de mim, metade afastada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Leva esse olhar&lt;br /&gt;Que a lembrança é o pior tormento&lt;br /&gt;É pior do que o esquecimento&lt;br /&gt;É pior do que se entrevar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaço de mim, metade exilada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Leva esses sinais&lt;br /&gt;Que a lembrança dói como um barco&lt;br /&gt;Que aos poucos descreve um arco&lt;br /&gt;E evita atracar no cais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaço de mim, metade arrancada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Leva o vulto teu&lt;br /&gt;Que a lembrança é o revés de um parto&lt;br /&gt;A saudade é arrumar o quarto&lt;br /&gt;Do filho que já morreu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaço de mim, metade amputada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Leva o que há de ti&lt;br /&gt;Que a lembrança dói latejada&lt;br /&gt;É assim como uma fisgada&lt;br /&gt;No membro que já perdi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pedaço de mim, metade adorada de mim&lt;br /&gt;Leva os olhos meus&lt;br /&gt;Que a lembrança é o pior castigo&lt;br /&gt;E eu não quero levar comigo&lt;br /&gt;A mortalha do amor&lt;br /&gt;Adeus"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1313105353872579604?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1313105353872579604/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/mudei-um-pouquinho-letra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1313105353872579604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1313105353872579604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/mudei-um-pouquinho-letra.html' title='Mudei um pouquinho a letra'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5085977791293146552</id><published>2011-08-27T06:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T06:07:21.094-03:00</updated><title type='text'>http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VRZQCdYqNoY</title><content type='html'>"Eu não quero conversar,&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as coisas que nós passamos&lt;br /&gt;Embora isso me machuque,&lt;br /&gt;Agora é passado&lt;br /&gt;Eu joguei todas as minhas cartas,&lt;br /&gt;E foi o que você fez também&lt;br /&gt;Não há mais nada a dizer,&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum ás a mais a jogar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor leva tudo,&lt;br /&gt;O perdedor fica menor&lt;br /&gt;Ao lado da vitória,&lt;br /&gt;Está o seu destino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava em seus braços,&lt;br /&gt;Achando que ali era o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;Eu achava que fazia sentido,&lt;br /&gt;Construindo-me uma cerca&lt;br /&gt;Construindo-me um lar&lt;br /&gt;Achando que seria forte lá&lt;br /&gt;Mas fui uma tola,&lt;br /&gt;Jogando conforme às regras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os deuses podem jogar um dado,&lt;br /&gt;Suas mentes são tão frias quanto gelo&lt;br /&gt;E alguém bem aqui embaixo,&lt;br /&gt;Perde alguém querido&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor leva tudo,&lt;br /&gt;O perdedor tem que cair&lt;br /&gt;É simples e está claro,&lt;br /&gt;Por que eu deveria lamentar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas diga-me se ela beija,&lt;br /&gt;Como eu costumava te beijar?&lt;br /&gt;Mas diga-me se é a mesma coisa,&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela o chama?&lt;br /&gt;Em algum lugar bem profundo,&lt;br /&gt;Você deve saber que eu sinto a sua falta&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que eu posso dizer?&lt;br /&gt;As regras tem de serem obedecidas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os juízes decidirão,&lt;br /&gt;As coisas boas da minha vida,&lt;br /&gt;Os espectadores do espetáculo,&lt;br /&gt;Sempre ficam quietos&lt;br /&gt;O jogo começa de novo,&lt;br /&gt;Um amigo ou amante?&lt;br /&gt;Uma pequena ou uma grande coisa?&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor leva tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não quero conversar,&lt;br /&gt;Se isso te deixa triste&lt;br /&gt;E eu entendo,&lt;br /&gt;Você veio me dar um aperto de mão&lt;br /&gt;Peço desculpas,&lt;br /&gt;Se isso faz você se sentir mal&lt;br /&gt;Ao me ver tão tensa&lt;br /&gt;Sem auto-confiança&lt;br /&gt;Mas você compreende&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor leva tudo...&lt;br /&gt;O vencedor leva tudo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém querido...&lt;br /&gt;Leva tudo...&lt;br /&gt;E o perdedor...&lt;br /&gt;Tem que cair...&lt;br /&gt;Lance um dado...&lt;br /&gt;Frio como gelo...&lt;br /&gt;Bem aqui embaixo...&lt;br /&gt;Alguém querido...&lt;br /&gt;Leva tudo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5085977791293146552?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' 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height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3711547527916097829</id><published>2011-08-19T23:50:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T23:51:21.383-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é dura e eu sou mais.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3711547527916097829?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3711547527916097829/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/avida-e-dura-e-eu-sou-mais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3711547527916097829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3711547527916097829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/avida-e-dura-e-eu-sou-mais.html' title='A vida é dura e eu sou mais.'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-1673191077219564877</id><published>2011-08-19T23:20:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T23:26:42.354-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Inconsequência</title><content type='html'>"E se o ferro ferir, e se a dor perfumar um pé de manacá que eu sei existir em algum lugar&lt;br /&gt;E se eu me machucar sem querer atingir e também magoar o seio mais lindo que há&lt;br /&gt;E se a brisa soprar, e se ventar a favor, e se o fogo pegar quem vai se queimar de gozo e de dor&lt;br /&gt;E se for pra chorar, e se for ou não for&lt;br /&gt;E se o mundo cair, e se o céu despencar, se rolar vendaval, temporal carnaval, e se as águas correrem pro bem e pro mal&lt;br /&gt;Quando o sol ressurgir, quando o dia raiar, é menino e menina, bambino, bambina, pra quem tem que dar no final do final&lt;br /&gt;E se a noite pedir, e se a chama apagar, e se tudo dormir, o escuro cobrir, ninguém mais ficar&lt;br /&gt;Se for pra chorar e uma rosa se abrir, pirilampo luzir, brilhar e sumir no ar&lt;br /&gt;Se tudo falir, o mar acabar, e se eu nunca pagar o quanto pedi pra você me dar&lt;br /&gt;E se a sorte sorrir, o infinito deixar, vou seguindo seguir, deixar os meus lábios beijar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-1673191077219564877?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/1673191077219564877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/inconsequencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1673191077219564877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/1673191077219564877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/inconsequencia.html' title='Inconsequência'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8763362780334843425</id><published>2011-08-19T21:29:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:32:24.611-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pra falar a verdade</title><content type='html'>"Numa estrada dessa vida eu te conheci, oh, Flor!&lt;br /&gt;Vinha tão desiludida, mal sucedida por um falso amor&lt;br /&gt;Dei afeto e carinho, como retribuição&lt;br /&gt;Procuraste um outro ninho, em desalinho ficou o meu coração&lt;br /&gt;Meu peito agora é só paixão&lt;br /&gt;Tamanha desilusão me deste, oh, Flor!&lt;br /&gt;Me enganei redondamente&lt;br /&gt;Agora! Uma enorme paixão me devora&lt;br /&gt;Alegria partiu, foi embora&lt;br /&gt;Mas sei viver sem teu amor, sozinha curto a minha dor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8763362780334843425?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8763362780334843425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/pra-falar-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8763362780334843425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8763362780334843425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/pra-falar-verdade.html' title='Pra falar a verdade'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5960246169212797100</id><published>2011-08-19T21:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T21:13:27.898-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tudo bem que todo mundo fica bonzinho e bonito quando morre. Mas tem gente que ia ter que morrer mais de meia dúzia de vezes pra ganhar alguma simpatia minha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5960246169212797100?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5960246169212797100/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/tudo-bem-que-todo-mundo-fica-bonzinho-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5960246169212797100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5960246169212797100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/tudo-bem-que-todo-mundo-fica-bonzinho-e.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3218015009957163687</id><published>2011-08-19T07:46:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-19T08:01:08.568-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor é outra coisa</title><content type='html'>"O amor não ilumina o seu caminho. O nome disso é poste. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que não tem tamanho. O nome disso é anão. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é um contentamento descontente. O nome disso é transtorno bipolar. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que supera barreiras. O nome disso é gol de falta. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que custa caro, acaba rápido e pode ser substituído pelo álcool. O nome disso é gasolina. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você perder a vontade de comer. O nome disso é calcinha bege. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz coisas que até Deus duvida. O nome disso é Lady Gaga. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não traça o seu destino. O nome disso é GPS. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que sobrevive a qualquer luta ou obstáculo. O nome disso é Chuck Norris. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te impressiona com loucuras em público. O nome disso é esquizofrenia. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te dá forças para superar os obstáculos. O nome disso é tração nas quatro rodas. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te deixa mais frágil e sensível. O nome disso é osteoporose. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não mostra o que realmente existe dentro de você. O nome disso é endoscopia. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não atrai os opostos. O nome disse é imã. Amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que dura para sempre. Isso é Sarney e Hebe Camargo. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que surge do nada e em pouco tempo está mandando em você. Isso é Dilma Rousseff. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te deixa sem fôlego. O nome disso é asma. O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz subir pelas paredes. O nome disso é alpinismo. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não libera a criança que existe dentro de você. O nome disso é cesariana. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você sentir-se especial. O nome disso é deficiência física. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz ouvir sinos enquanto beija. O nome disso é pegação atrás da igreja. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te deixa  quente e te leva pra cama. O nome disso é dengue. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te deixa molinho e manhoso. O nome disso é Rivotril. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te deixa temporariamente cego. O nome disso é spray de pimenta. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz brotar uma nova pessoa dentro de você. O nome disso é gravidez. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você ouvir o próprio coração. O nome disso é estetoscópio. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz ficar simpático e amoroso de repente. O nome disso é Natal. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não liberta. O nome disso é ALVARÁ DE SOLTURA. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz ver o mundo cor-de-rosa. O nome disso é baitolice. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz ver tudo com outros olhos. O nome disso é transplante. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você se sentir sempre acompanhado. O nome disso é encosto. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te leva por caminhos tortuosos e te assusta de vez em quando. O nome disso é trem fantasma. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você chorar sem motivos. O nome disso é cebola. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não nos faz perder a noção do tempo. O nome disso é horário de verão. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você se sentir em outro mundo. O nome disso é autismo. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que te tira do chão e te transporta para lugares onde você nunca esteve. O nome disso é avião. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que te ilumina no escuro, te leva até as estrelas, te traz de volta e desaparece sem deixar vestígios. O nome disso é abdução.O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que te pega de surpresa, te transforma em refém e toma de assalto tudo o que você tem. O nome disso é ladrão.O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que te embrulha o estômago e deixa marcas por onde passa. O nome disso é diarréia.O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que você guarda lá dentro e não deixa ninguém tocar e nem ver. O nome disso vibrador. O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é uma coisa que chega sorrateira e pula o muro quando o dia amanhece. O nome disso é gato. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é algo que foi perdido e quando é reencontrado pode mudar tudo o que está a sua frente. O nome disso é controle remoto.O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te deixa sem fôlego. O nome disso é asma. O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz subir pelas paredes. O nome disso é alpinismo. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não fabrica os melhores sonhos. O nome disso é delicatessen. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te faz perder o foco. O nome disso é miopia. O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te deixa maluco, te fazendo provar várias posições na cama. Isso é insônia. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz os feios ficarem pessoas maravilhosas. O nome disso é dinheiro. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é o que o homem faz na cama e leva a mulher à loucura. O nome disso é esquecer a toalha molhada. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te proporciona aquela cavalgada que marca na lembrança. O nome disso é carrossel. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que toca as pessoas lá no fundo. O nome disso é exame de próstata. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te deixa mais leve. O nome disso é regime. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz a gente enlouquecer, não faz a gente dizer coisas pra depois se arrepender. Isso é vodka. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz você passar horas conversando no telefone. O nome disso é promoção da TIM. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te faz sentir calor, perder o ar ou sentir o chão sumir. O nome disso é Indonésia. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não cria um laço de dependência entre duas pessoas. O nome disso é frescobol. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não faz as piores coisas da vida parecerem suportáveis. O nome disso é Revista Sexy de Geisy Arruda. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te faz viver o lado bom da vida. O nome disso é Coca-Cola. O amor é outra coisa&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que quando acaba, você percebe que toda dedicação foi em vão. O nome disso é vestibular. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te ajuda a esquecer o sofrimento que ficou pra trás. O nome disso é KY. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não te dá água na boca. O nome disso é bebedouro. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que começa na boca e acaba na cama. O nome disso é Lexotan. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que, quando chega, você reza para que nunca tenha fim. Isso é férias. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que aparece de repente e vai embora sem dizer adeus.Isso é o Mestre dos Magos. Amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te leva a um vai e vem de forças e gemidos. O nome disso é Tênis. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te alegra mas depois te decepciona. Isso é feijão em pote de sorvete. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que entra na sua vida e muda tudo de lugar. O nome disso é empregada nova. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que te deixa bobo, rindo à toa. O nome disso é maconha. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é quando, em meio a tanta gente, você finalmente encontra a pessoa certa. O nome disso é Wally. O amor é outra coisa.&lt;br /&gt;O amor não é aquilo que gruda em você mas quando vai embora arranca lágrimas. O nome disso é cera quente. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3218015009957163687?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3218015009957163687/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor-e-outra-coisa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3218015009957163687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3218015009957163687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/amor-e-outra-coisa.html' title='Amor é outra coisa'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4432938611938043449</id><published>2011-08-16T12:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:24:32.079-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, à Venice</title><content type='html'>"Then Sally called back, and asked how I felt,&lt;br /&gt;She said "I know how to help you, get over Alice."&lt;br /&gt;She said "Now, Alice is gone, but I'm still here.&lt;br /&gt;And you know I've been waiting twenty four years.........."&lt;br /&gt;And the big limousine disappeared.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't why why she's leaving, or where she's gonna go,&lt;br /&gt;I guess she's got her reasons but I just don't wanna know,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause for twenty four years I've been living next door to Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Alice, Who the fuck is Alice ???&lt;br /&gt;Twenty four years, just waitin' for a chance,&lt;br /&gt;To tell her how I feel and maybe get a second glance,&lt;br /&gt;But I'll never get used to not living next door to Alice.&lt;br /&gt;Alice, Who the fuck is Alice ???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CsrfovOPcjk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4432938611938043449?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4432938611938043449/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-venice.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4432938611938043449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4432938611938043449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/well-venice.html' title='Well, à Venice'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6756144249817249641</id><published>2011-08-16T11:57:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:03:12.146-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De tempos verbais</title><content type='html'>"I've keepet a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet my eyes wide open all the time&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;br /&gt;Because you were mine, I've walked the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've found it very, very easy to be true&lt;br /&gt;I've found myself alone when each day is through&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I'll admit that I was a fool for you&lt;br /&gt;Because you were mine, I've walked the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As sure as night is dark and day is light&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet you on my mind both day and night&lt;br /&gt;And happiness I've known proves that it was right&lt;br /&gt;Because you were mine, I've walked the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've got a way to keep me on your side&lt;br /&gt;You gave me cause for love that I couldn't hide&lt;br /&gt;For you I know I'd even try to turn the tide&lt;br /&gt;Because you were mine, I've walked the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet a close watch on this heart of mine&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet my eyes wide open all the time&lt;br /&gt;I've keepet the ends out for the tie that binds&lt;br /&gt;Because you were mine, I've walked the line"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6756144249817249641?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6756144249817249641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-tempos-verbais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6756144249817249641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6756144249817249641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-tempos-verbais.html' title='De tempos verbais'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7502510739777500356</id><published>2011-08-16T11:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:44:46.652-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Advertência</title><content type='html'>"As abelhas africanas não devem ser criadas no mesmo quarto que as crianças pequenas. As abelhas africanas podem não sobreviver."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7502510739777500356?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7502510739777500356/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/advertencia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7502510739777500356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7502510739777500356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/advertencia.html' title='Advertência'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6293651196167068949</id><published>2011-08-16T11:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:43:53.679-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"O fascismo justificado começa pela autocrítica masoquista."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6293651196167068949?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6293651196167068949/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-fascismo-justificado-comeca-pela.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6293651196167068949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6293651196167068949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-fascismo-justificado-comeca-pela.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6397751245874979546</id><published>2011-08-16T11:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:43:19.155-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlWkjTzYGcg/TkqB_E5iodI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPIo3BbBSjY/s1600/DSC02078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlWkjTzYGcg/TkqB_E5iodI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPIo3BbBSjY/s400/DSC02078.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641464403881796050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6397751245874979546?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6397751245874979546/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6397751245874979546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6397751245874979546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-QlWkjTzYGcg/TkqB_E5iodI/AAAAAAAAAIo/jPIo3BbBSjY/s72-c/DSC02078.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5562036632245952806</id><published>2011-08-16T11:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T11:42:00.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Da busca</title><content type='html'>"Pra todo sofrimento há um prazer correspondente. Procure."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5562036632245952806?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5562036632245952806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/da-busca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5562036632245952806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5562036632245952806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/da-busca.html' title='Da busca'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8794243721636337323</id><published>2011-08-15T18:48:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:48:35.890-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Você pode desconfiar de uma admiração, mas não de um ódio. O ódio é sempre sincero."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8794243721636337323?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8794243721636337323/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/voce-pode-desconfiar-de-uma-admiracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8794243721636337323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8794243721636337323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/voce-pode-desconfiar-de-uma-admiracao.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-7395227016184243463</id><published>2011-08-15T18:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:46:00.638-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNM2zba20LU/TkmTlBi6NPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JcAyHaNk7Ug/s1600/DSC02075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNM2zba20LU/TkmTlBi6NPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JcAyHaNk7Ug/s400/DSC02075.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641202272537556210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-7395227016184243463?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/7395227016184243463/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_15.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7395227016184243463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/7395227016184243463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNM2zba20LU/TkmTlBi6NPI/AAAAAAAAAIg/JcAyHaNk7Ug/s72-c/DSC02075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4304208817422507162</id><published>2011-08-15T18:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:44:03.900-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"O coração tem imbecilidades que a estupidez desconhece"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4304208817422507162?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4304208817422507162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-coracao-tem-imbecilidades-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4304208817422507162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4304208817422507162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-coracao-tem-imbecilidades-que.html' title='&quot;O coração tem imbecilidades que a estupidez desconhece&quot;'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8914854157972754355</id><published>2011-08-15T18:43:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:43:40.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De leite</title><content type='html'>"Se, de vez em quando, o leite azeda por aí, não tenho nada com isso; a vaca não é minha. Escolham melhor na próxima vez."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8914854157972754355?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8914854157972754355/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-leite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8914854157972754355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8914854157972754355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-leite.html' title='De 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5273444152565046995</id><published>2011-08-15T18:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:39:04.651-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Cada ideologia tem a inquisição que merece."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5273444152565046995?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5273444152565046995/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-ideologia-tem-inquisicao-que.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5273444152565046995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5273444152565046995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/cada-ideologia-tem-inquisicao-que.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4305314456684225128</id><published>2011-08-15T18:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:37:45.789-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMpHbx7gGkM/TkmRo-uFPBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5RZ54BSwDFk/s1600/DSC02069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMpHbx7gGkM/TkmRo-uFPBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5RZ54BSwDFk/s400/DSC02069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641200141475331090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4305314456684225128?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4305314456684225128/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4305314456684225128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4305314456684225128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMpHbx7gGkM/TkmRo-uFPBI/AAAAAAAAAIY/5RZ54BSwDFk/s72-c/DSC02069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5486591185113080814</id><published>2011-08-15T18:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:36:08.605-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"da vida só me tiram morta"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5486591185113080814?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5486591185113080814/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/da-vida-so-me-tiram-morta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5486591185113080814'/><link rel='self' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-6975419592843692454?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/6975419592843692454/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-homem-comeca-ficar-velho-quando-ja.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6975419592843692454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/6975419592843692454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-homem-comeca-ficar-velho-quando-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-5224781577116512376</id><published>2011-08-15T18:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:31:13.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Do ceticismo</title><content type='html'>"Vocês não sabem como é divertido o absoluto ceticismo. Pode-se brincar com a hipocrisia alheia como quem brinca com a roleta russa com a certeza de que a arma está descarregada."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-5224781577116512376?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/5224781577116512376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-ceticismo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5224781577116512376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/5224781577116512376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-ceticismo.html' title='Do ceticismo'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3042839745249154252</id><published>2011-08-15T18:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T18:23:08.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Lembrança de mim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGZvnXnMrHI/TkmONdm0D1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/njT02BfhVhs/s1600/DSC02071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGZvnXnMrHI/TkmONdm0D1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/njT02BfhVhs/s400/DSC02071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641196370195124050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3042839745249154252?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3042839745249154252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/lembranca-de-mim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3042839745249154252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3042839745249154252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/lembranca-de-mim.html' title='Lembrança de mim'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KGZvnXnMrHI/TkmONdm0D1I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/njT02BfhVhs/s72-c/DSC02071.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3378832862129455211</id><published>2011-08-12T21:23:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T21:30:48.658-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Trocando em miúdos</title><content type='html'>Devido aos argumentos de que algumas pessoas têm uma capacidade bastante limitada de compreender a realidade, como ela foi, como ela é, mesmo que comigo seja tudo muito claro, vou me dar ao trabalho de explicar como para uma criança de dois anos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso alguém queira tentar a sorte de fazer a gracinha de tirar com a minha cara e me faltar com o respeito, o que já não é lá uma idéa muito boa e de muito bom senso, recomenda-se enfaticamente que isso JAMAIS seja feito nas condições de temperatura e pressão inadequadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leia-se - HORA ERRADA, LUGAR ERRADO, DIA ERRADO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sair incólume duma merda dessa não é muita sorte. É proteção dos céus levada às últimas consequências.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3378832862129455211?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3378832862129455211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/trocando-em-miudos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3378832862129455211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3378832862129455211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/trocando-em-miudos.html' title='Trocando em miúdos'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3137723541882609597</id><published>2011-08-12T20:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:29:12.886-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De se</title><content type='html'>" Se toda a força pra vencer e o saber pra comandar, se tudo isso um dia vai chegar&lt;br /&gt;Na jornada que começa, mil perguntas vão surgir, se vai achar suas respostas, se vai saber aonde ir&lt;br /&gt;Só você vai encontrar liberdade pra viver e se um dia então será como um grande homem deve ser&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem ninguém contigo, ninguém pra te guiar, mas com fé e paciencia &lt;br /&gt;Se a busca do saber vai mostrar a direção, mas sempre ouvindo a voz do coração&lt;br /&gt;Arde todos os seus sonhos, o que mais desejou, se vai virar realidade, se você já conquistou&lt;br /&gt;Só você vai encontrar liberdade pra viver, e se um dia então será como um grande deve ser"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3137723541882609597?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3137723541882609597/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-se.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3137723541882609597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3137723541882609597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-se.html' title='De se'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-3019246139598151148</id><published>2011-08-12T20:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:15:07.746-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Re capitulação</title><content type='html'>"Hey Nikita is it cold in your little corner of the world?&lt;br /&gt;You could roll around the globe and never find a warmer soul to know.&lt;br /&gt;Oh I saw you by the wall: ten of your tin soldiers in a row&lt;br /&gt;With eyes that looked like ice on fire: yhe human heart a captive in the snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Nikita you will never know, anything about my home&lt;br /&gt;I'll never know how good it feels to hold you&lt;br /&gt;Nikita I need you so&lt;br /&gt;Oh Niki, is the other side of any given line in time&lt;br /&gt;Counting ten tin soldiers in a row, oh no, Nikita you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever dream of me?&lt;br /&gt;Do you ever see the letters that I write?&lt;br /&gt;When you look up through the wire, Nikita do you count the stars at night?&lt;br /&gt;And if there comes a time guns and gates no longer hold you in&lt;br /&gt;And if you're free to make a choice just look towards the west and find a friend."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-3019246139598151148?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/3019246139598151148/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/re-capitulacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3019246139598151148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/3019246139598151148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/re-capitulacao.html' title='Re capitulação'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8499753520506192704</id><published>2011-08-12T20:03:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:06:41.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Relicário</title><content type='html'>"O que está acontecendo?&lt;br /&gt;O mundo está ao contrário e ninguém reparou&lt;br /&gt;O que você está dizendo?&lt;br /&gt;Milhões de frases sem nenhuma cor&lt;br /&gt;Porque está amanhecendo?&lt;br /&gt;Peço o contrário, ver o sol se por&lt;br /&gt;O que você está fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;Milhões de vasos sem nenhuma flor"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8499753520506192704?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8499753520506192704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/relicario.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8499753520506192704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8499753520506192704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/relicario.html' title='Relicário'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-8416114072795445140</id><published>2011-08-12T20:01:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T20:03:27.514-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Milhões de vasos sem nenhuma flor</title><content type='html'>"É uma índia com colar&lt;br /&gt;A tarde linda que não quer se pôr&lt;br /&gt;Dançam as ilhas sobre o mar&lt;br /&gt;Sua cartilha tem o "A" de que cor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E são dois cílios em pleno ar&lt;br /&gt;Atrás do filho vem o pai e o avô&lt;br /&gt;Como um gatilho sem disparar&lt;br /&gt;Você invade mais um lugar onde eu não vou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem nesse mundo faz o que há durar&lt;br /&gt;Pura semente, dura o futuro amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a chuva prá você secar&lt;br /&gt;Pelo zunido das suas asas você me falou"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-8416114072795445140?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/8416114072795445140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/milhoes-de-vasos-sem-nenhuma-flor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8416114072795445140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/8416114072795445140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/milhoes-de-vasos-sem-nenhuma-flor.html' title='Milhões de vasos sem nenhuma flor'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-4200400946662479993</id><published>2011-08-12T08:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:45:21.318-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wildwood Flower</title><content type='html'>"I'll twine with my mingles and waving black hair&lt;br /&gt;With the roses so red and the lilies so fair&lt;br /&gt;And the myrtles so bright with emerald dew&lt;br /&gt;The pale and the leader and eyes look like blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me he loved me and called me his flower&lt;br /&gt;That blossomed for him all the brighter each hour&lt;br /&gt;Though my heart is now breaking, he never shall know&lt;br /&gt;That his name makes me tremble, my pale cheeks to glow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh he taught me to love him and promised to love &lt;br /&gt;And to cherish me over all others above &lt;br /&gt;How my heart is now wondering no misery can tell &lt;br /&gt;He\'s left me no warning no words of farewell &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of him never, I'll be wild and gay&lt;br /&gt;I'll cease this wild weeping, drive sorrow away&lt;br /&gt;But I wake from my dreaming, my idol was clay&lt;br /&gt;My visions of love have all vanished away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll sing and I'll dance and my laugh shall be gay&lt;br /&gt;I'll charm every heart and the crowd I will away&lt;br /&gt;I'll live you to see him regret the dark hour&lt;br /&gt;When he won and neglected this frail wildwood flower"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2106802572739988625-4200400946662479993?l=aflordevidro.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/feeds/4200400946662479993/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/wildwood-flower.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4200400946662479993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2106802572739988625/posts/default/4200400946662479993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aflordevidro.blogspot.com/2011/08/wildwood-flower.html' title='Wildwood Flower'/><author><name>penelope</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08319188047379456846</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2106802572739988625.post-6795101882112461785</id><published>2011-08-12T08:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T08:25:08.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pois é, então</title><content type='html'>"I was cheated by you and I think you know when.&lt;br /&gt;So I made up my mind, it must come to an end&lt;br /&gt;Look at me now, will I ever learn?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how but I suddenly lose control&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire within my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Just one look and I can hear a bell ring&lt;br /&gt;One more look and I forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, here I go again&lt;br /&gt;My my, how can I resist you?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, does it show again&lt;br /&gt;My My, just how much I've missed you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;Blue since the day we parted&lt;br /&gt;Why, why did I ever let you go?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, now I really know&lt;br /&gt;My my, I should not have let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was angry and sad when I knew we were through&lt;br /&gt;I can't count all the times I have cried over you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at me now, will I ever learn?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how but I suddenly loose control&lt;br /&gt;There's a fire within my soul.&lt;br /&gt;Just one look and I can hear a bell ring&lt;br /&gt;One more look and I forget everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, here I go again&lt;br /&gt;My my, how can I resist you?&lt;br /&gt;Mamma mia, does it show again&lt;br /&gt;My, my, just how much I've missed you?&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I've been brokenhearted&lt;br /&gt;Blue since the day we parted&lt;br /&gt;Why, why did I ever let you go?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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