tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26154034588477014032023-11-16T07:32:15.969-03:00Las Perseguidas e Los TambienIlustração, novela sem pé nem cabeça, arte, colagens e afins.Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.comBlogger112125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-18581235138317723882011-06-23T13:41:00.000-03:002011-06-23T13:41:19.315-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">O blog ta congelado por motivos técnicos de inércia psicológica porque me deu vontade de flanar denovo.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Me aguarde q eu to voltando a vida real.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>BJSSS!</b></span></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-59647317002679617512011-04-12T16:30:00.003-03:002011-04-12T19:11:19.036-03:00Ruan pira...<div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYIxtAhoR7i9B6N8tErS1cA3Mnw3dGPRmR2buEqJI86ILcy0ytOmwPVdwTf7LQ5PwcaDXnwFFEw8zL-CcvGDEEoKkUnIAOlWv9qAw7wx2o5yKk-OU9vHxnA5nUaMGIXW_5Up1mX8Wx32I/s1600/img.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYIxtAhoR7i9B6N8tErS1cA3Mnw3dGPRmR2buEqJI86ILcy0ytOmwPVdwTf7LQ5PwcaDXnwFFEw8zL-CcvGDEEoKkUnIAOlWv9qAw7wx2o5yKk-OU9vHxnA5nUaMGIXW_5Up1mX8Wx32I/s320/img.png" width="195" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><ul><li><div style="text-align: left;">CDF</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Briga muito com sua ex-namorada Garganta</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Vive enrolado com mulheres</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Folgado</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Sofre de glossálalia(Fenomeno que o indivíduo se expressa em língua desconhecida)</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Egoísta</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Racional</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Seu lazer é dar umas trepadinhas eventuais</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Dizem que ele parece uma caipirinha da lapa: gostoso mas dá uma puta ressaca depois</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Se apaixona sempre</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Comunicativo</div></li>
<li><div style="text-align: left;">Gatinho</div></li>
</ul><div style="text-align: center;">~/~</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ruan leva um susto quando chega em casa.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Quem é você?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAO9UvvxQFzHQnvzu1exggkOOOOhiDSEBDa9UL9fBkEWZH6_lxWqkSzVkmwTk1UG0OI8MJLkAq5YPW5YM5Uy6YrIQEP-qgIHKlFIAlZTtBX_eciwK7hSLqhup4nAF3OognUqssttKm5cU/s1600/img+001.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAO9UvvxQFzHQnvzu1exggkOOOOhiDSEBDa9UL9fBkEWZH6_lxWqkSzVkmwTk1UG0OI8MJLkAq5YPW5YM5Uy6YrIQEP-qgIHKlFIAlZTtBX_eciwK7hSLqhup4nAF3OognUqssttKm5cU/s400/img+001.png" width="311" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu sou a mulher da sua vida?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Eu vim completar o tikkun(ou karma) que é a nossa verdadeira evolução espiritual</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ruan pira o cabeção...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Que Que Que Que Que?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tô focada em você.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ruan reclama mas acaba ficando com Garganta e depois vem com esse blá blá blá</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgjZOLfrec9_q9zKlBo30PFypmGA62EdaqSSvyX19Kjnz5h-efuPU9gd7PhhyphenhyphenIsNeoriGL-M28Eqqodzc0hDg-QwgOLwG7c-4USloLB54YyaEzp6at6G5UNzZfeAGluQKxRlxyO_utuE/s1600/img+002.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgjZOLfrec9_q9zKlBo30PFypmGA62EdaqSSvyX19Kjnz5h-efuPU9gd7PhhyphenhyphenIsNeoriGL-M28Eqqodzc0hDg-QwgOLwG7c-4USloLB54YyaEzp6at6G5UNzZfeAGluQKxRlxyO_utuE/s320/img+002.png" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mas Garganta você sabe que eu não te quero, você ficou neurótica desde o dia que você virou assistente de figurino, só pensa em botar e tirar roupas...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">NÃO QUERO ME ENVOLVER COM VOCÊ</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">NÃO QUERO NAMORADA</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">NÃO ME ENCHE O SACO</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWGWYWOB8CXXB1uzjU76Msegx6_TNxX6Wp0QVefhCjjpl4aLBVSTtCbZ5m8Ce-MNM5m3C6fUO_4NL4FVblSauWnUTfmDJt_1zgXbCFjRjE3KlA4pgH5I1xvwXLX0CR5pPB4bTObL7ieQ/s1600/img+003.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgHWGWYWOB8CXXB1uzjU76Msegx6_TNxX6Wp0QVefhCjjpl4aLBVSTtCbZ5m8Ce-MNM5m3C6fUO_4NL4FVblSauWnUTfmDJt_1zgXbCFjRjE3KlA4pgH5I1xvwXLX0CR5pPB4bTObL7ieQ/s320/img+003.png" width="239" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tudo bem que rolou um clima e eu não resisti...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mas não quero me envolver</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s200/garganta.jpg" width="148" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Nem vou ouvir o que ele disse, eu quero casar com Ruan, que delícia</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">voltei a gozar!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUbBZ5WhffY4q1WNF73rJl0SxLAq6l47e1rGShH6kmSfp6GPkKAtFK5m3HKulWlgUeD7GCUyqb6fQMVhZlNhrruTNM3I1cqs4Zu_3ebqjJpNTLSOqQ9D11A0Wf5RGSM2mj6nLkA_yvB8/s1600/img+004.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFUbBZ5WhffY4q1WNF73rJl0SxLAq6l47e1rGShH6kmSfp6GPkKAtFK5m3HKulWlgUeD7GCUyqb6fQMVhZlNhrruTNM3I1cqs4Zu_3ebqjJpNTLSOqQ9D11A0Wf5RGSM2mj6nLkA_yvB8/s320/img+004.png" width="228" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Já que vou casar com Ruan vou arrumar a nossa casinha, nosso ninho de amor, serei sua escravinha, tenho certeza que ele é minha alma gêmea...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">MOMENTO PÉ NA BUNDA</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ruan explica a Garganta que alma gêmea é um mito...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeKOXiH6kr8BoCbKQELpfg-kq3n1RCsOgN_WQPAXipDMm8AecxCcniCI7RKo7tgGQ7oqpLHKa_xsT3lWwugyzWEDSEGGb8gE2GTbEFOI4L1cpzYVNju784I7sRWavck_IfTtcaNid8QI/s1600/img+005.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMeKOXiH6kr8BoCbKQELpfg-kq3n1RCsOgN_WQPAXipDMm8AecxCcniCI7RKo7tgGQ7oqpLHKa_xsT3lWwugyzWEDSEGGb8gE2GTbEFOI4L1cpzYVNju784I7sRWavck_IfTtcaNid8QI/s320/img+005.png" width="247" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Isso não passa de uma carência do imaginário comtemporaneo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">você tá idealizando</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sexo é sexo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitohbFCOkcvGH8cFXZwFdt2TDqSSEFagQKZYArF78Mvi6cfyYRG4_ATmseGBG8ZAz2q-DIf-_17PyhDxRBseQu1jMNZoEWDmkORQZF5RnHT3QwIlT0KojmnsysvAt5EM2R3jalLk06GO0/s1600/garganta_%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitohbFCOkcvGH8cFXZwFdt2TDqSSEFagQKZYArF78Mvi6cfyYRG4_ATmseGBG8ZAz2q-DIf-_17PyhDxRBseQu1jMNZoEWDmkORQZF5RnHT3QwIlT0KojmnsysvAt5EM2R3jalLk06GO0/s1600/garganta_%25282%2529.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-COMO ASSIM????</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Pra mim sexo é AMOR, EU QUERO AS MIGALHAS DO SEU AMOR</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">OOOOOOOOOODEIOOOOOOOO</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Kenya como sempre zuando da situação</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x578RdD8IcGZh3uPf42uzk-fgvVE12m1QE_ko8-5FaP-5ZRDGllV9sjhX7EGTk4ekU3Lc-Wh4aauXwmDNXWgszQMZTSwRMwynigffflCZUiOGsBG9y-hKebMdaEBf_q_HR9bPg7Q4gA/s1600/Imagem02_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x578RdD8IcGZh3uPf42uzk-fgvVE12m1QE_ko8-5FaP-5ZRDGllV9sjhX7EGTk4ekU3Lc-Wh4aauXwmDNXWgszQMZTSwRMwynigffflCZUiOGsBG9y-hKebMdaEBf_q_HR9bPg7Q4gA/s200/Imagem02_006.jpg" width="170" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Essa Garganta é muito idiota, imagina se algum dia eu me deslocaria pra Paris atrás dum CDF, valorizo muito minha cama de solteira</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Posso até enumerar as razões pelas quais eu ajo assim.</div><ol><li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Namorado grudento (não vai dormir me amassando numa cama apertada)</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Transar com espaço esprimido pode ser muito mais excitante</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Pra mudar a decoração também é mais fácil do que empurrar um trambolhão de uma cama de casal </div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Os lençóis são mais baratos</div></li>
<li><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Sem contar que nenhuma amiga mala vai querer dormir na sua casa</div></li>
</ol><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-FUI CLARA!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPlg-R3H31NN_VSFTIa1oCxJN7pjxh2YK1drAwTYnP4_nLkL1nO3CM3qb5UcB4BCrwxPm_HH3egmZep2jhub-S4u9-bANKXiQ2HpCJPDO8IcpOzS0TJDHTAAQ5OUBZuVfH0sUdH2UI2sE/s1600/img+006.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPlg-R3H31NN_VSFTIa1oCxJN7pjxh2YK1drAwTYnP4_nLkL1nO3CM3qb5UcB4BCrwxPm_HH3egmZep2jhub-S4u9-bANKXiQ2HpCJPDO8IcpOzS0TJDHTAAQ5OUBZuVfH0sUdH2UI2sE/s320/img+006.png" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu quero os homens aos meus pés, em qualquer lugar do planeta menos infurnado na minha casa</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div>*<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcjymA8AHwxmuuHWibo0Drcm4E2dz_N2TDkVvAks3ERfBB5-6JII2DqYRqYpiobykkF_T_jEQf0hVAlA5z7fG7fzFVs8eGzqGEpT2-mfSCOIiquH7z2DgGKcCXPBp3jkQ3_YM1CizIESc/s1600/Nostra.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcjymA8AHwxmuuHWibo0Drcm4E2dz_N2TDkVvAks3ERfBB5-6JII2DqYRqYpiobykkF_T_jEQf0hVAlA5z7fG7fzFVs8eGzqGEpT2-mfSCOIiquH7z2DgGKcCXPBp3jkQ3_YM1CizIESc/s320/Nostra.jpg" width="234" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Poxa fico excitadão com a Kenya, adoro mulheres de fibra!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mas ando tendo sonhos muito conturbados</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrzdh4u1Hx5h-QwB7Kwe1W3NHCjvPegcKDf9wzCoLDFe6qcEPfAuR_eG4bX_6qXuL5eUABC8ogu4RysFZig22UWiUUR2sWkYbWuk_OtFOrRSFYo4fJmbbiGKrhzYNrJOu-rV6pwUNHVo/s1600/img+008.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDrzdh4u1Hx5h-QwB7Kwe1W3NHCjvPegcKDf9wzCoLDFe6qcEPfAuR_eG4bX_6qXuL5eUABC8ogu4RysFZig22UWiUUR2sWkYbWuk_OtFOrRSFYo4fJmbbiGKrhzYNrJOu-rV6pwUNHVo/s320/img+008.png" width="242" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-...mulheres ninfas, lânguidas e sensuais, cada uma delas trazendo pacotinhos de trakinas de morango eu seria um homem realizado, isso me deixa excitadão</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">*</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enquanto isso Azulão reclama</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Pra se encontrar a alma gêmea temos que merecê-la.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Não ficar procurando como uma idiota num frio do caralho.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-53136204803121597072011-03-29T16:28:00.000-03:002011-03-29T16:28:51.552-03:00Banalização dos sentimentos<div style="text-align: center;">Luana e Thieni Antônia conversam sobre a banalização dos sentimentos, e</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKX0Kl25xn8FiM2NRE9pTr9EuI3DOkFh9LLgXvQ6qExHlSBLkCAvNDmtED2zPJgnukI569SAc_hYoIYTb_sqSorZJUNX1eNaeg53eIYo2rzocaF8lLg6D1TxTq3D9SWtVFTJmsY62k86A/s1600/documento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKX0Kl25xn8FiM2NRE9pTr9EuI3DOkFh9LLgXvQ6qExHlSBLkCAvNDmtED2zPJgnukI569SAc_hYoIYTb_sqSorZJUNX1eNaeg53eIYo2rzocaF8lLg6D1TxTq3D9SWtVFTJmsY62k86A/s320/documento.jpg" width="244" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"> estão ligadas aos acontecimentos.</div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Ser estagiária é mesmo uma merda!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sobrou pra mim o "freela" que a Garganta tava fazendo.<br />
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<b>tadinha</b>!<br />
fiquei sabendo, que foi baseado numa experiência sensorial traumatizante que ela começou a ter esse interesse por essa profissão.<br />
Num dia fatídico...<br />
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E ela se dispencar atras do CDF do Ruan que nem dá a mínima pra ela...<br />
Q Que você me diz disso?<br />
TADINHA TAMBÉM?</div></td></tr>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Anne Lã ouve e pira o seu cabeção<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_ZNBGuuFYy4FV6d3dHxFVNezbL1up81E0yuWKzHrj4LZBvQKbf0NqrcZfPqq9Mo_npYLQ39Vnn75JOH6IEcyvJik4bSVDTR9tT7kMFjuCLRWSKWyAEJe-KBFCl8ZnSTwY1_uIu76tno/s1600/Anne+L%25C3%25A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw_ZNBGuuFYy4FV6d3dHxFVNezbL1up81E0yuWKzHrj4LZBvQKbf0NqrcZfPqq9Mo_npYLQ39Vnn75JOH6IEcyvJik4bSVDTR9tT7kMFjuCLRWSKWyAEJe-KBFCl8ZnSTwY1_uIu76tno/s320/Anne+L%25C3%25A3.jpg" width="230" /></a></div>-Que papos profundos sobre relacionamentos, eu sofro tanto com isso...<br />
desse mundo profundamente e continuamente desencantado <br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6bjsPx-1UgeqHS6oMXZWeuq-Lx1p_neORxwTA09BJaMXDUF8ncsvXTMALwbBd5wk6dSBNxAHuxcwcaiRbRWG-pKgsnVz-quL_SfJvXhoipjQn-QyK9Lww7PaemYCBgwg-Ev1s7auvyA/s1600/documento+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjf6bjsPx-1UgeqHS6oMXZWeuq-Lx1p_neORxwTA09BJaMXDUF8ncsvXTMALwbBd5wk6dSBNxAHuxcwcaiRbRWG-pKgsnVz-quL_SfJvXhoipjQn-QyK9Lww7PaemYCBgwg-Ev1s7auvyA/s320/documento+005.jpg" width="237" /></a></div>-E dentro da mina incongruência interna eu não consigo entender nada sobre relacionamentos, daí a minha criança interior se atordoa...<br />
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Nona intervém<br />
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<span id="goog_1271762608"></span><span id="goog_1271762609"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s400/nona.jpg" width="290" /></a></div>-Pára de dar formas imagéticas ao amor.<br />
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<b style="color: #38761d;">VIVER JÁ É A REVOLUÇÃO!</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-47340146977996291662011-03-19T14:57:00.000-03:002011-03-19T14:57:46.803-03:00Só quero flanar<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" r6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Me sinto totalmente obistruída emocionalmente, incapaz de compreender a demência da pobre criança interior que Anne Lã criou pra ela mesma.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS", sans-serif;">Só quero sair por aí flanando pra esquecer esse episódio inassimilável.</span></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-81854545523093042972011-03-12T16:19:00.001-03:002011-03-12T16:23:00.177-03:00Pontos NodaisLimpando e tentando esclarecer os pontos nodais à compreensão da discrepante divagação conceitual...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPCE-tKsGx2B8T23KhJZrQV21OT3B1xc6MHt5N4qABaIPjj8ObVnAFVsf7YV4xEDV6iu7_cjkfNqEk3ZY9TY94euLRF3Y9gP4RwXhuiR0-wQa8-Lp7SF_9I7FE2i83FtYRt1qHUi1s8LY/s1600/img.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPCE-tKsGx2B8T23KhJZrQV21OT3B1xc6MHt5N4qABaIPjj8ObVnAFVsf7YV4xEDV6iu7_cjkfNqEk3ZY9TY94euLRF3Y9gP4RwXhuiR0-wQa8-Lp7SF_9I7FE2i83FtYRt1qHUi1s8LY/s320/img.png" width="242" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Thiene Antonia e Arruda resumem os acontecimentos plurívocos.</div><table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="MsoTableGrid" style="border-collapse: collapse; mso-padding-alt: 0cm 5.4pt 0cm 5.4pt; mso-yfti-tbllook: 480; width: 612px;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Viu como <span class="SpellE"><span class="GramE">luana</span></span> voltou do desfile das campeãs?</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Exausta, <span class="SpellE">tadinha</span>...</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Ela gosta muito de</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">carnaval</div></td></tr>
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<div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Deixa de ser boba <span class="SpellE">Thiene</span>, ela só gosta de sexo, carnaval foi só mais um<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Luana acorda...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4umrbBKRGbRDrUfgqdmkXVxA5DoI6a0G8zbeUUQVprv7RnspwmjJBM9U9Fv63DVUYSe_QxDC-UkP69xWCXkRyno-qXM6xNhyMzBgPH_UGkn8s6YCXVhjsbDUW6i0EZ1acup2RXjpRrAs/s1600/img+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4umrbBKRGbRDrUfgqdmkXVxA5DoI6a0G8zbeUUQVprv7RnspwmjJBM9U9Fv63DVUYSe_QxDC-UkP69xWCXkRyno-qXM6xNhyMzBgPH_UGkn8s6YCXVhjsbDUW6i0EZ1acup2RXjpRrAs/s320/img+002.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...assustada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Caraca com quem será que eu dormi por último?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tô tonta.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXXrdN33UIsnrUXFrWEJTg-g2UeU01kVwzgGk7lLI7gP8xOFcaxHetEiAx_o-_-dbNN1lCCtvIzAeNIzTW2Vn4DoS7UMcU3a8D9PXC2YY3l-WRI0pX8CoN5k6HGu0h3EpeWZEP4yeP64/s1600/img+002.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibXXrdN33UIsnrUXFrWEJTg-g2UeU01kVwzgGk7lLI7gP8xOFcaxHetEiAx_o-_-dbNN1lCCtvIzAeNIzTW2Vn4DoS7UMcU3a8D9PXC2YY3l-WRI0pX8CoN5k6HGu0h3EpeWZEP4yeP64/s400/img+002.png" width="312" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tô com aminésia alcóolíca.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhahjcaLTYCVEZDvI-KLEeFBZzLolG3UdG3drzKbtLeK936H67pLkaOiJxS6cxyofa0aJHY7ftKOC4ZQluZ792OlO2DAn4xLOV6aAJttxKp1PyOz7pAfy2LjvrIYzWeuQnyUKPkYOwbc84/s1600/img+006.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhahjcaLTYCVEZDvI-KLEeFBZzLolG3UdG3drzKbtLeK936H67pLkaOiJxS6cxyofa0aJHY7ftKOC4ZQluZ792OlO2DAn4xLOV6aAJttxKp1PyOz7pAfy2LjvrIYzWeuQnyUKPkYOwbc84/s320/img+006.png" width="236" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nostra desabafa.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> -Eu não tenho isso(só as vezes) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...queria ter sempre</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">poder esquecer a merda que foi meu carnaval</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">não comi ninguém,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">que saco!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Só a biruta da Dalila me dá mole</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrAWTOXASKXtshGZmLyk3Vf9jTqV0WUeOEZfGBmgFC1pLZln2MNJ54lYI8nQzG2YZ-EdlqiMleRIF3pnDOcRak1Jf7G0aAn0yuIorTAolc8YJ1HiCc1RlboysH_mf1MErmkE3yTz5TQ6M/s1600/Rayssa+Raillane.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjrAWTOXASKXtshGZmLyk3Vf9jTqV0WUeOEZfGBmgFC1pLZln2MNJ54lYI8nQzG2YZ-EdlqiMleRIF3pnDOcRak1Jf7G0aAn0yuIorTAolc8YJ1HiCc1RlboysH_mf1MErmkE3yTz5TQ6M/s200/Rayssa+Raillane.jpg" width="148" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Não sabe se divertir...dá nisso!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A pessoa pra ser assim "despachada sexualmente" não pode entornar tantos etílicos...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">se não lembra do que fez</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...qual é a graça?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Luana precisa ser medicada</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">bota essa pé de cana na ambulância</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoK7LmDbB08tms4SyPqHHjht2V1X_njpOE5_YeaxIiztmfBIip2Ghm7hL9mWPf3V0NnnYR75EguzFrpoZUclLEEwWQnvRFi3H0ByePlc4PZM0TgxoNnwJFBNx2BgG2RtdJ0SNBDLKpupA/s1600/img+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoK7LmDbB08tms4SyPqHHjht2V1X_njpOE5_YeaxIiztmfBIip2Ghm7hL9mWPf3V0NnnYR75EguzFrpoZUclLEEwWQnvRFi3H0ByePlc4PZM0TgxoNnwJFBNx2BgG2RtdJ0SNBDLKpupA/s200/img+002.jpg" width="144" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu não vou!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Não quero ir!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">As vezes o pé pede a jaca!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ME DEIXE EM PAZ!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyOWqFW72fQVQTz4IyMeoxg24NCJIG51t9_FRmXU6TJFIjRN4scEH92hphpjMEf9qNqIY_6joZtR1ybVPLcSCanEdDSE35GMsgIdA0iISO14NsT0ZMODosyEkkjdAbxgSB1xgAJ-_d5Y/s1600/img+003.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNyOWqFW72fQVQTz4IyMeoxg24NCJIG51t9_FRmXU6TJFIjRN4scEH92hphpjMEf9qNqIY_6joZtR1ybVPLcSCanEdDSE35GMsgIdA0iISO14NsT0ZMODosyEkkjdAbxgSB1xgAJ-_d5Y/s400/img+003.png" width="310" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Enquanto isso as amigas fofocam o acontecimento</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">e Nona comenta sua frustração.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZQWOn3uLUZOOzK_yerHb3r9LJQU88OQ6ksRkt1rUWQ6d2bUpF4c6FPqlvyEmNsGG-L_a4GXLdF5u950fm9wO1vtELvh4hOw0q_JtAZ9RMOxNAgQXw_OCfCNTH8zvEtKMxh1hNQO8izM/s1600/img+007.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBZQWOn3uLUZOOzK_yerHb3r9LJQU88OQ6ksRkt1rUWQ6d2bUpF4c6FPqlvyEmNsGG-L_a4GXLdF5u950fm9wO1vtELvh4hOw0q_JtAZ9RMOxNAgQXw_OCfCNTH8zvEtKMxh1hNQO8izM/s320/img+007.png" width="219" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tô muito fudida, não consegui sair com a minha crinolina</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLCs7AFJCKrbCwpqUkGiPKt_x1vCfoVpBajtmnh-HvpD7oqqYhHQt_0fDNgQ3y6DWKPywODe39crxE36NAvopU1Dt7fX6omWX2XgnpH-Tf_NHIme00iF2fxEm4qXElKwZHsD23zDMzbs/s1600/crinolinas.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="304" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisLCs7AFJCKrbCwpqUkGiPKt_x1vCfoVpBajtmnh-HvpD7oqqYhHQt_0fDNgQ3y6DWKPywODe39crxE36NAvopU1Dt7fX6omWX2XgnpH-Tf_NHIme00iF2fxEm4qXElKwZHsD23zDMzbs/s320/crinolinas.bmp" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anne Lã resolve então consolar Nona...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi-X8MwAbTXBJtTl5AfIQ2C28BKPLAlMqthA36u4vNqaVW_2IvrAd-eNBgQVl5NXDxMz2FWDxw0cOWbU3SaVwBbKgit6D7cnNDW4hF437JrBPowqtxUPFs62qmjG1DM7OD8p9mZRd7EU/s1600/img+004.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbi-X8MwAbTXBJtTl5AfIQ2C28BKPLAlMqthA36u4vNqaVW_2IvrAd-eNBgQVl5NXDxMz2FWDxw0cOWbU3SaVwBbKgit6D7cnNDW4hF437JrBPowqtxUPFs62qmjG1DM7OD8p9mZRd7EU/s320/img+004.png" width="245" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">E chora lembrando dos bons momentos que sempre estavam juntas...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhli0biFURHR17tM1WlghBrCavf9JrZx6JqnJdr-u32AEGKNurH0n5ZN7CQuYIRcpYJLCPEVLjw_81J-VtMRW5iZz5el7Q5C98WUdYEUXoxfWDo4209Y60MPnpxDMdXAa13wdJiapAPqzQ/s1600/img+005.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhli0biFURHR17tM1WlghBrCavf9JrZx6JqnJdr-u32AEGKNurH0n5ZN7CQuYIRcpYJLCPEVLjw_81J-VtMRW5iZz5el7Q5C98WUdYEUXoxfWDo4209Y60MPnpxDMdXAa13wdJiapAPqzQ/s320/img+005.png" width="227" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">E conversam</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Nona: Mas, você ficou muito chata depois que começou a buscar sua criança interior.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anne: Mas, eu acho que deve ser muito legal ter uma criança interior.Você tem?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Nona: Sei lá...Você acha isso tão importante assim?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Você não acha melhor mandar?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Dar ordens?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Ser autoritária?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Ser você mesma?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Anne: Ham, Ham! Eu acho!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Já sei!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Vou comprar uma criança interior de qualquer maneira, pra poder dar muitas ordens pra ela, né legal?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Nona: Ah!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> ...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"> Pode ser!?</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-6366858800608955792011-03-05T18:29:00.001-03:002011-03-05T18:38:52.520-03:00Me fudi denovo!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s1600/img+06+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s320/img+06+010.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Caraca não acredito?!? Tô com meus fosfenos em ebulição...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">pensei na fantasia de Maria Antonieta pra "causar".</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">OLHA QUE MERDA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A minha <a href="http://www.google.com.br/#hl=pt-BR&source=hp&biw=1020&bih=568&q=crinolina&rlz=1R2SKPT_pt-BRBR419&aq=f&aqi=g5&aql=&oq=&fp=7272678c2dd4ec66"><span style="color: #cccccc;">crinolina</span></a> pescando siri, meus pés não conseguem alcançar o chão!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DUjOCXNQxh8-SwflLaN0wxMVvVbNL9BYJ9FYy86eLruJL4WMNkAk5dI911VHf-dW9xHE_8yWWOycVIDqMjI9xl2Qsa7DRhIPRv3YKFwvN9t7gdf8eRICnIMYyhnhPVW2-Umb-6_JKwk/s1600/img+007.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6DUjOCXNQxh8-SwflLaN0wxMVvVbNL9BYJ9FYy86eLruJL4WMNkAk5dI911VHf-dW9xHE_8yWWOycVIDqMjI9xl2Qsa7DRhIPRv3YKFwvN9t7gdf8eRICnIMYyhnhPVW2-Umb-6_JKwk/s320/img+007.png" width="228" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-QUE MERDAAA!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Como vou sambar na avenida assim?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Esse ano resolvi sair na <a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/GRES_Unidos_de_Vila_Isabel"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Vila Isabel</span></a> eu ia ofuscar <strong><u><a href="http://www.google.com.br/search?q=Gisele+B%C3%BCndchen&hl=pt-BR&biw=1003&bih=568&rlz=1R2SKPT_pt-BRBR419&prmd=ivnsu&source=univ&tbs=nws:1&tbo=u&sa=X&ei=KppyTcPRIcKC8gaY5oCFDw&ved=0CDYQqAI"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Gisele Bündchen</span></a></u></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">JURO!!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4umrbBKRGbRDrUfgqdmkXVxA5DoI6a0G8zbeUUQVprv7RnspwmjJBM9U9Fv63DVUYSe_QxDC-UkP69xWCXkRyno-qXM6xNhyMzBgPH_UGkn8s6YCXVhjsbDUW6i0EZ1acup2RXjpRrAs/s1600/img+002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4umrbBKRGbRDrUfgqdmkXVxA5DoI6a0G8zbeUUQVprv7RnspwmjJBM9U9Fv63DVUYSe_QxDC-UkP69xWCXkRyno-qXM6xNhyMzBgPH_UGkn8s6YCXVhjsbDUW6i0EZ1acup2RXjpRrAs/s320/img+002.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Luana dá uma mão pra Nona</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">FORÇA NA PERUCA NEGHA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Porque você não se vestiu de "Eva", como eu?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Assim só na folha...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">confortável e prática</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">e detalhe: vou logo avisando!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">NÃO ME PERTUBEM!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Vou dar MUITOOO!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Já fiquei com 3 gatésimos na sexta, no sábado transei com fofo, que ligou no dia seguinte</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">é do tipo do homem [reagente], ele liga, participa, reage, mostra interesse, atua em cima, marca presença, entende?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">No <a href="http://www.google.com.br/#hl=pt-BR&source=hp&biw=1020&bih=568&q=bola+preta&rlz=1R2SKPT_pt-BRBR419&aq=0&aqi=g10&aql=&oq=bola&fp=7272678c2dd4ec66"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Bola Preta</span></a> lancei muitos feromônios, lá na Candelária.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tô me acabando de tanto sexo!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tô que nem Lady Godiva</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">toda nua nesse carnaval!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bora Tita fazer sexo?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJZroRE-t-yXp770vBOEZkE_NbLM2Uo6TAWccR5nBRB1mj9rvxyGujeZvdvELyD2GjX65Lvf_o6jeflpe5x4tUhLgCbmgKICul-BM8skEXDCt6CMstLDURTHOqxki2zdxfrRdvO9UwaE/s1600/img+003.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIJZroRE-t-yXp770vBOEZkE_NbLM2Uo6TAWccR5nBRB1mj9rvxyGujeZvdvELyD2GjX65Lvf_o6jeflpe5x4tUhLgCbmgKICul-BM8skEXDCt6CMstLDURTHOqxki2zdxfrRdvO9UwaE/s320/img+003.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tá maluca?Tô me resguardando pra quando o Esmael chegar!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Quero ser a mais linda dos blocos.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Não me confunde!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Afinal tô realizando meu sonho, nesse look de viúvinha alegre!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Será que Esmael vai se apaixonar quando me ver assim?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40EArKLIJaqhB0e2ik-SloJtuw3oqfg8Q3r8QwAzxtl9Ft_R0nLWHmEcBlYMkITYVPj4EDFDxwmLxyDL-AnHmgEx3atHekRE1ANkFYmJrh_2W6mk_rCr787MSFmHCBztGU9BVcXhPICs/s1600/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40EArKLIJaqhB0e2ik-SloJtuw3oqfg8Q3r8QwAzxtl9Ft_R0nLWHmEcBlYMkITYVPj4EDFDxwmLxyDL-AnHmgEx3atHekRE1ANkFYmJrh_2W6mk_rCr787MSFmHCBztGU9BVcXhPICs/s320/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" width="241" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">- C@raL#!O !!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">todo mundo com a comissão de frente frenética.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">QUE ESMAEL?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&amp;%$#@¬¬</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Carnaval é muita vagabunda dando mole, eu não vou vestir porra nenhuma!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">#$%#@</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Bando de ridículos!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQ_84ADIk7Fs6xFmKZ1w2P07_OzBJcqluvP1tcyyZkY5ueFBWfjhpjodwsqTZWIVq5WGOY0iBmf35HdVQQeenjawPPQsTnTRTbQ3jSRrTj5eqlaAPJdCidk1WP65l2Cc-SUDIbIELvVo/s1600/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQ_84ADIk7Fs6xFmKZ1w2P07_OzBJcqluvP1tcyyZkY5ueFBWfjhpjodwsqTZWIVq5WGOY0iBmf35HdVQQeenjawPPQsTnTRTbQ3jSRrTj5eqlaAPJdCidk1WP65l2Cc-SUDIbIELvVo/s320/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" width="243" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Dayse Reia </div><br />
surge das travas com sua persona entorpecida: <br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Até que nesse ponto eu concordo com você</div><div style="text-align: center;">mas, sabe de verdade o que eu mais gosto em você?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">-@#$!%!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Tô curiosa fala logo!</div><div style="text-align: center;"> rápido!</div><div style="text-align: center;">diz logo!</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Dayse Réia na lata:</div><div style="text-align: center;">-O seu silêncio!</div><div style="text-align: left;">Zeryzinha fica furiosa:</div><div style="text-align: center;"> -Já te mandei tomar no KHU?#@$ sua songa monga!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Parece uma Sandijunior insossa, olha que tá chegando?</div><div style="text-align: center;">Todo ridículo parece um urubu esquisofrênico</div><div style="text-align: center;">de Arambepe!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqgM6crEJ17VRwm5ZrFOjPYwPQT7aJPpbwpB_LnS6sRh2ETGHqelACTOzMF6Fn0rtCOAfxVgkXkASO2gWTqRt8Qbod4m93SlxWNLi2Vl-EmqBVR0RRETHuXWnRFYaad9qIJ77pYcuUuMI/s1600/img+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqgM6crEJ17VRwm5ZrFOjPYwPQT7aJPpbwpB_LnS6sRh2ETGHqelACTOzMF6Fn0rtCOAfxVgkXkASO2gWTqRt8Qbod4m93SlxWNLi2Vl-EmqBVR0RRETHuXWnRFYaad9qIJ77pYcuUuMI/s320/img+001.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu quero me esbaldar!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tô muito excitadão!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Vou pegar um monte de gatinhas sensíveis que gostem de Tchaikovsky, lindas, languidas, com suas peles de porcelana...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">vou me dar benzão!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Parece até que tô num "Psy Trance", meu estado de consciência, tá todo alterado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">é muito bloco, é muita mulé bonita, e feia, e gostosa, e burra, parece que tomei cinquenta litros de Ayashuasca = mistura de um cipó e uma folha que também contém DMT substância catalisadora das "mirações"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">tô muito doido</div><div style="text-align: center;">acho que me entoxiquei de tantos trakinas de morango...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SenTJeK8GW9TFoR7BYN3VprnW12H1x5-gAad1gvZDIbpwMIgxQ2vomri3uOEkT7r1rcN7ouVg1UVR_eFediW2Z_CVDdEzFGU4BaNHnEri0rsgk8N7UrqMwVHXCjo3ma02l77X5Ribt0/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6SenTJeK8GW9TFoR7BYN3VprnW12H1x5-gAad1gvZDIbpwMIgxQ2vomri3uOEkT7r1rcN7ouVg1UVR_eFediW2Z_CVDdEzFGU4BaNHnEri0rsgk8N7UrqMwVHXCjo3ma02l77X5Ribt0/s320/img.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anne Lã autoritária:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tá decidido!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Só vou sair em bloco infantil, sigo a ordem do meu terapeuta:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Anne Lã, você deve buscar sua criança interior</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">então gente tô mandando ver!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">tô tomando muita mamadeira de rivotril batido com adol na cachaça, e essas coisas misturadas tão dando uma onda giga nos meus sentidos.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">tá tudo modificado</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">tá até moleza, agora to podendo perceber minha solidão existencial.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Vou correr atrás de "um amor" pra eu mandar muitoooo, acalmar meu bebezinho interior, preciso dar muitas ordens senão eu surto, fico com vontade de lutar uns sete rounds com Mike Tyson, só pra poder relaxar da minha desordem mental.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s1600/img+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s320/img+006.jpg" width="231" /></a></div>Dalila chega de colombina toda serelepe:<br />
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<div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tô bonita pra encontrar meu lindinho peludo na multidão?</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Quero me envolver naquelas asas gigantescas do meu cisne negro.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8e6dGEroApdr3cM8B-qXeGvcZYf4j3k7f5CKMDfOtwmVFW8R1uX0D4DZEE-N08hHaf9Hi6cOAxyuX4Fe4OVu5OMest5O71PGGLYkglY2v4bs4ReDsnZIzJibR0I5uXoGACqjuAS4GZZU/s1600/img+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8e6dGEroApdr3cM8B-qXeGvcZYf4j3k7f5CKMDfOtwmVFW8R1uX0D4DZEE-N08hHaf9Hi6cOAxyuX4Fe4OVu5OMest5O71PGGLYkglY2v4bs4ReDsnZIzJibR0I5uXoGACqjuAS4GZZU/s320/img+004.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Não se entregue a propaganda enganosa sobre o amor, queridona.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Esse Nostra é broxa, esse peludo não quer nada na cama além de dormir, se liga!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s1600/img+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s200/img+006.jpg" width="144" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Queridona não quero trepar só com aquele lindo corpo peludo</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Eu quero fazer amor com aquela alma sensível!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8e6dGEroApdr3cM8B-qXeGvcZYf4j3k7f5CKMDfOtwmVFW8R1uX0D4DZEE-N08hHaf9Hi6cOAxyuX4Fe4OVu5OMest5O71PGGLYkglY2v4bs4ReDsnZIzJibR0I5uXoGACqjuAS4GZZU/s1600/img+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8e6dGEroApdr3cM8B-qXeGvcZYf4j3k7f5CKMDfOtwmVFW8R1uX0D4DZEE-N08hHaf9Hi6cOAxyuX4Fe4OVu5OMest5O71PGGLYkglY2v4bs4ReDsnZIzJibR0I5uXoGACqjuAS4GZZU/s200/img+004.jpg" width="144" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mais que brega!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Não se rague de recalque baby porque ele não vai te comer.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">bom mesmo é pegar um coroa cheio da grana e estourar o cartão de crédito do babaca!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Olha pra mim, vou assim sexy, de Carmem Miranda, luxo de mulher</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">vou abalar, me aguardem!</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tô muito gostosa, com a barrigunha durinha e roliça</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">vou confessar o meu sonho dourado_desejosa:</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Um homem casado pra me traçar e cair fora.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tá doida ficar com marmanjo roncando feito um porco do meu lado?</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">É usar e largar, isso é o homem ideal, "o descartável", muito valorizado no carnaval.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQzBs2Ew6egyRHgBp2dVtZfiHVjybDiG5LvRVZCsqnRgwTZTID80nQ-OXBgayRXsH0GxCczxkejFnvklw9U4qNy5xl_mGUJoQz5P9GjfA-I_z_Dc2h_1-q6KV8P7YEUtUTrhJhLT5n83w/s1600/img+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQzBs2Ew6egyRHgBp2dVtZfiHVjybDiG5LvRVZCsqnRgwTZTID80nQ-OXBgayRXsH0GxCczxkejFnvklw9U4qNy5xl_mGUJoQz5P9GjfA-I_z_Dc2h_1-q6KV8P7YEUtUTrhJhLT5n83w/s320/img+005.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Por isso sou um super homem inac(inacessível)</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">quero distância de mulheres desse nível, despresíveis</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">vou me enclausurar no meu castelo interior, vestido de Dr.Orlock</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Eu odeio o carnaval</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">odeio samba</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">odeio gente</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">odeio multidão</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">odeio cheiro de mijo</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">odeio caipirinha e cerveja</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">ouviram?</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Não me incomodem, poruqe quero mimir sonos leves durante o dia e vagar a noite.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>PS:Não tenho pavio curto eu simplesmente não tenho pavio - fui claro!?-</strong></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40EArKLIJaqhB0e2ik-SloJtuw3oqfg8Q3r8QwAzxtl9Ft_R0nLWHmEcBlYMkITYVPj4EDFDxwmLxyDL-AnHmgEx3atHekRE1ANkFYmJrh_2W6mk_rCr787MSFmHCBztGU9BVcXhPICs/s1600/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi40EArKLIJaqhB0e2ik-SloJtuw3oqfg8Q3r8QwAzxtl9Ft_R0nLWHmEcBlYMkITYVPj4EDFDxwmLxyDL-AnHmgEx3atHekRE1ANkFYmJrh_2W6mk_rCr787MSFmHCBztGU9BVcXhPICs/s200/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" width="150" /></a></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Sai seu chupa cabra - sociopata - no mínimo vai ficar assistindo escondido aqueles filmes trevas, cheios de anões e mulas sem cabeça, seu zumbi neurastênico</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">só ralando você na parede crespa</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">seu grosso</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">estraga prazer</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">#$@%¨&amp;</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">que porra é essa de Dr.Orlock?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s1600/img+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3Wh_-4UN4BjdKFSAQK3ch40aAXu37Mjt-f4g7z3cP0gw1fM5YIlfu_Zvx7AuGv4dcb-IFv0gLryhj9fewGIC_p9IJf7HDCD7rb7HosGBp5VkAqANIzVVsV0yJd9dPKof19Ai07FNDgwE/s200/img+006.jpg" width="144" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Me adimiro você Zeryzinha, tão sabida, não sabe quem é Dr.Orlock?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dr.Orlock???</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">É a razão social do Nosferatu</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">sem querer ser pedante</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">talvez o filme expressionista alemão mais importante, dirigido pelo cineasta</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Friedrich Wilhelm Murmau, Nosferatu é uma adaptação não autorizada do romance Drácula de Bram Stocker.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Como Murmau não conseguiu comprar os direitos autorais da obra, transferiu o local em que a história acontece de Londres para Bremen e alterou o nome de todos personagens - Transformando o conde Drácula em conde Orlock</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Entendeu </div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ignorante!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHbFYc4y38cdM_0-C5psEI2klTIkQqEiPo6kvHIN2StMWWIHU6PvXCDHIbZZb8Roudj1rG3di5osoV8v3s0hHZsHdtQEOzdhgQ8Gh4Zs6BJDeBRi5XBrSeJ92f2PrFJ351HfdCA878D4/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDHbFYc4y38cdM_0-C5psEI2klTIkQqEiPo6kvHIN2StMWWIHU6PvXCDHIbZZb8Roudj1rG3di5osoV8v3s0hHZsHdtQEOzdhgQ8Gh4Zs6BJDeBRi5XBrSeJ92f2PrFJ351HfdCA878D4/s320/IMG_6643.JPG" width="213" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu preferia ter um temperamento mais Drácula, mais instrospectivo, </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">mas fui pegar logo uma mulher lá no "<a href="http://www.google.com.br/url?sa=t&source=web&cd=1&ved=0CCMQFjAA&url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.galodamadrugada.org.br%2F&ei=HKpyTbvCJYy4tgeH9byuAg&usg=AFQjCNHWEYRJELHEfG2hGbfiM_W_0tTLpQ"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Galo da Madrugada</span></a>",</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">na felicidade dos pernambucanos, não sabia que a doida era comprometida, quando tô lá na boa, só no fervo do frevo, chega o marido da tesuda e me mete a porrada.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Olha o estrago:</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Uma passagem cara pra cacete até Recife pra chegar todo quebrado e duro de volta , com o rabo entre as pernas pra esse Rio de Janeiro.</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">#$@%#</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Num mereço!</div><div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-17638933062610479792011-02-26T17:05:00.005-03:002011-02-28T19:49:27.363-03:00Nona tá tristeSem querer roubar a cena da histérica da Garganta, que continua vagando atrás do cdf do Ruan...<br />
bem longe de nós...<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKTGmWEyR_hHacIrcF_-dhgOFBwGEV5YLICyDJ_QAjf0JZ9ESfEs211RpogsfoqJ5T5YDjydie0n1P6IyhCk_tkV6oiTFel7NS26LPv21BoU-UjjjB4RJr75WGOarE5tsm2be9UYYkk4/s1600/img+06+001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioKTGmWEyR_hHacIrcF_-dhgOFBwGEV5YLICyDJ_QAjf0JZ9ESfEs211RpogsfoqJ5T5YDjydie0n1P6IyhCk_tkV6oiTFel7NS26LPv21BoU-UjjjB4RJr75WGOarE5tsm2be9UYYkk4/s320/img+06+001.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>"Lutar pelo amor é bom, mas, alcançá-lo sem luta é melhor"</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong>Willian Shakespeare</strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><em>aqui no Rio de Janeiro no calor da porra, Nona Bolena ganha uma susto.</em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s1600/img+06+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s320/img+06+010.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>"Tão bom morrer de amor e continuar vivendo"</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><strong>Mario Quintana</strong></em></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mas acho que dessa vez me fudi!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Bela se irrita e Arruda se comove e...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoE4Ok28bSg2wD2wnxuLCExzLcC8tciPc6yqSWnvPotVsqcEyy7Y19Lg4ZMFk5k-8soc9P-BemecBfru4Y9HpKFT7_1LfHD22NCPdXO3m9gby87rQuKqUEAgHMjqXUCUZnzeohrN6_fzY/s1600/img+06+011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoE4Ok28bSg2wD2wnxuLCExzLcC8tciPc6yqSWnvPotVsqcEyy7Y19Lg4ZMFk5k-8soc9P-BemecBfru4Y9HpKFT7_1LfHD22NCPdXO3m9gby87rQuKqUEAgHMjqXUCUZnzeohrN6_fzY/s320/img+06+011.jpg" width="234" /></a></div>...comentam sobre a situação grave em que nona se encontra.<br />
segue o diálogo:<br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Vamos parar com essa choradeira!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Foi bem feito para ela!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Todo mundo numa seca sexual e, Nona só se exibindo!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Deu no que deu!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Era o tempo todo falando de orgasmo pra lá, orgasmo pra cá...</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">com seu único e verdadeiro amor!</div></td></tr>
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">-Mas, você há de convir, que é um espetáculo ter tantos orgasmos com um merda!</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">Esse Nils tem poder...todo quebrado e causando...</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">e agora?</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">A coitadinha vivendo nesse mar de lama...</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: center;">eu sabia q isso não ia dar certo. </div></td></tr>
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQ_84ADIk7Fs6xFmKZ1w2P07_OzBJcqluvP1tcyyZkY5ueFBWfjhpjodwsqTZWIVq5WGOY0iBmf35HdVQQeenjawPPQsTnTRTbQ3jSRrTj5eqlaAPJdCidk1WP65l2Cc-SUDIbIELvVo/s1600/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJQ_84ADIk7Fs6xFmKZ1w2P07_OzBJcqluvP1tcyyZkY5ueFBWfjhpjodwsqTZWIVq5WGOY0iBmf35HdVQQeenjawPPQsTnTRTbQ3jSRrTj5eqlaAPJdCidk1WP65l2Cc-SUDIbIELvVo/s200/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" width="151" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Dayse Réia surge das trevas completamente impossibilitada de cognições e sinapses nas suas funções neuro funcionais.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Também não aguento esse papo de Nona!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Preciso de sinapses excitatórias no potencial pós-sináptico, tá faltando tudo nos meus transmissores, a serotonina, histamina e as catelaminas, sendo que a dopamina e a norepinefrina estão inexistentes, estou com minha trasmissão informal neural muito bloquiada, logo: </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">PRECISO ME DROGAR!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">e tem mais...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">acho sexo uma besteira!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOwbTfWNM01sG6bQdvPNiDllGtPTmN4z1to7YcDKgMEsb-pEfzN30K143UzamD06rHO8dCpWqAwuHLd6aHZe8DMqB2ntQ0tTjeNKSSmaUlC-vTXYNL7PnzZbrQhN2A-5qEiOY4dVELEk/s1600/Arruda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOwbTfWNM01sG6bQdvPNiDllGtPTmN4z1to7YcDKgMEsb-pEfzN30K143UzamD06rHO8dCpWqAwuHLd6aHZe8DMqB2ntQ0tTjeNKSSmaUlC-vTXYNL7PnzZbrQhN2A-5qEiOY4dVELEk/s320/Arruda.jpg" width="216" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Mas Nona tá correndo perigo pois vive com a noradrenalina(o que induz a excitação física, mental e o bom humor)acumulada no <strong>Locus Coreuleus.</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;">Aff!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mas o pior mesmo, foi mesmo seu pesadelo.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3FObzFUdp150H6g0xWNZmnJXv9dea3spbvBhUIAo9XNHDJk5hqGofC5aqt4xcS42HagYV47qeE0DCT9hPfMGdvBjXzZsDlxvCD3PvG-7dlWzyyC8CBjWylxcPOkuemyeCbXA3hfAzwg/s1600/william+azulao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgc3FObzFUdp150H6g0xWNZmnJXv9dea3spbvBhUIAo9XNHDJk5hqGofC5aqt4xcS42HagYV47qeE0DCT9hPfMGdvBjXzZsDlxvCD3PvG-7dlWzyyC8CBjWylxcPOkuemyeCbXA3hfAzwg/s200/william+azulao.jpg" width="136" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-AHN!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">SÓ ME FALTAVA ESSA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Eu morrendo de sono e ter que escutar o "sonho" daquela compulsiva</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s1600/bela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s200/bela.jpg" width="143" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mas ela teve muitas alucinações e num dos pesadelos ela via nítidamente o Nostra comendo a "Luana" que não tá nem aí pro Nostra</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7U9BlHIyBcvddLK-_qPbDIQ26vsV0HPzswr8Lax00VvY360g20ck6RRQrkde20R9I48QPpl_0p1XwWg3onborvpmwxOl21UL7yaQGPSaUiPXot8r5H9SDV93GF6ax51XkzCd0KBPDG1A/s1600/img+06+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7U9BlHIyBcvddLK-_qPbDIQ26vsV0HPzswr8Lax00VvY360g20ck6RRQrkde20R9I48QPpl_0p1XwWg3onborvpmwxOl21UL7yaQGPSaUiPXot8r5H9SDV93GF6ax51XkzCd0KBPDG1A/s320/img+06+005.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Imagina aquilo que ela sonhou foi um quadro de <a href="http://www.google.com/#hl=pt-BR&source=hp&biw=1061&bih=571&q=George+Condo&rlz=1R2SKPT_pt-BRBR419&aq=f&aqi=g1&aql=&oq=&fp=4cf0bd2b8d902fde"><span style="color: black;">George Condo</span></a>.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjrnPnfdBmgyUFl_7Twq_YaFV5YQRxEUFbp-_2M2F3DDZyfQxFiTxBcGgUPPvDeuUZbQKqPR4zcNSpGNd9h7Mpc3aLiec2DqvzZGTQHy3BwcpzmbGFPj2okk3oG9QL6RFNotvNjb-k7w/s1600/img+06+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjjrnPnfdBmgyUFl_7Twq_YaFV5YQRxEUFbp-_2M2F3DDZyfQxFiTxBcGgUPPvDeuUZbQKqPR4zcNSpGNd9h7Mpc3aLiec2DqvzZGTQHy3BwcpzmbGFPj2okk3oG9QL6RFNotvNjb-k7w/s320/img+06+012.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Eu aqui na praia podendo escolher o meu gatinho...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaVEMLdrgwaLGls_lw61i-MtO0-3JFr4ocO2fhaDNjxXr2mHEoe_dO9YKTb76JkGmVqUaFET8gZ-ZLVNoetT2v5n2zKDBUFEd6mHr17g6gO4vqDKufL7eqCogE_2EKKMPXf1CalYURaFI/s1600/img+06+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaVEMLdrgwaLGls_lw61i-MtO0-3JFr4ocO2fhaDNjxXr2mHEoe_dO9YKTb76JkGmVqUaFET8gZ-ZLVNoetT2v5n2zKDBUFEd6mHr17g6gO4vqDKufL7eqCogE_2EKKMPXf1CalYURaFI/s320/img+06+006.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">...vou perder tempo com aquele peludo!?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Que nojo!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Esse Nostra é um tarado desde criancinha, não consegue controlar seus impulsos desejosos quando vê uma mulher.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mas comigo ele não se cria não!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Dizem que foi ali no seio materno, que ele desembestou a sua tara.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Primeiras palavras de Nostra...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAvbx4Qg6ldbZPVEhP8HZdCVDIvW0bRabApCwA6i1bOr_p-9p1COuagGil8piZO20mudXU4Jd2Lucxg9czpnTQ0ZgLael9dTusGvAVXxpIyz_FhoFln3OEcUm77iLI44geRDmrpW6Un8c/s1600/img+06+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAvbx4Qg6ldbZPVEhP8HZdCVDIvW0bRabApCwA6i1bOr_p-9p1COuagGil8piZO20mudXU4Jd2Lucxg9czpnTQ0ZgLael9dTusGvAVXxpIyz_FhoFln3OEcUm77iLI44geRDmrpW6Un8c/s320/img+06+007.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Mamãe, fiquei excitadão!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="320" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhX3u6c0JPVJV036D7kUmZ9G5QhyphenhyphenxZoYCr87UMBkNXdlLHDfPtyqm5KDBwiVd-3ioCBLg_Pl430keBLHtLeDyuAZfmzy5nnw8IRwzmZg2em1xsQp00uFxj_aYk39BhNzL_WMpjEd_GSVwc/s320/Imagem02_006.jpg" width="272" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-CRUZES!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Já nasceu babaca!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Não te entendo Dalila, como você pode gostar desse cara!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5ESNbjLOX1_Ox1QVdy9m0v9lS7JK7gkX4vYXhOi2itSCtHd5ncKEH7tK6kRSjx6owOg-_QSWn5tGagZjiFZesCBEertxqovZuEDhpT2iHpc2ouvkMlbS89WUGcACGbLiv5SBghVL1GE/s1600/dalila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5ESNbjLOX1_Ox1QVdy9m0v9lS7JK7gkX4vYXhOi2itSCtHd5ncKEH7tK6kRSjx6owOg-_QSWn5tGagZjiFZesCBEertxqovZuEDhpT2iHpc2ouvkMlbS89WUGcACGbLiv5SBghVL1GE/s200/dalila.jpg" width="122" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Não vejo nada demais!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Ele demonstrar desde de cedo sua virilidade.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">E não querendo ser esnobe vou citar Séneca:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>"O amor não se define, sente-se"</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Destesto esse assunto de sexo!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Nesse calor suando bicas...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">coisa mais desconfortável!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> Aquela gemedeira...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">TÔ FORA!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">PS: CADÊ MEU BASEADO?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOwbTfWNM01sG6bQdvPNiDllGtPTmN4z1to7YcDKgMEsb-pEfzN30K143UzamD06rHO8dCpWqAwuHLd6aHZe8DMqB2ntQ0tTjeNKSSmaUlC-vTXYNL7PnzZbrQhN2A-5qEiOY4dVELEk/s1600/Arruda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvOwbTfWNM01sG6bQdvPNiDllGtPTmN4z1to7YcDKgMEsb-pEfzN30K143UzamD06rHO8dCpWqAwuHLd6aHZe8DMqB2ntQ0tTjeNKSSmaUlC-vTXYNL7PnzZbrQhN2A-5qEiOY4dVELEk/s200/Arruda.jpg" width="135" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Arruda laconiza.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-"Existe uma batalha entre emoção e a demasiada emoção"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s1600/img+06+010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXW8VRdu69QMtF-0eYJMVFhvlzzRV0CSYAdhd0VoDhtzEjVjGAB0DM5Ttaq7T-MMWclamvDLuDlmqun8uP9oMr-p-2E63cMHKdgF4a3bODeKJvFnT0vWFbFEGH7L2Vu5egEZoFmR2DB6Y/s200/img+06+010.jpg" width="145" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">-Tô deixando de ficar triste, mas só vou fazer minha fantasia, se for pra provocar sensações, quero ir de mulher de época!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGaIe2lwSkiF9vKOpHuXSOQzl4-Yt-YgKjXaOwmkdJlpZTvWievcnbc0DqxnOhLcYCUxxY1rRWMkhD9gteI-PSQjKdi_Pj_4dP1Yy71hzzluhuMeFAWEjj4o6uan0F0Kc3RYbqzVGPPFs/s1600/img+06+009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGaIe2lwSkiF9vKOpHuXSOQzl4-Yt-YgKjXaOwmkdJlpZTvWievcnbc0DqxnOhLcYCUxxY1rRWMkhD9gteI-PSQjKdi_Pj_4dP1Yy71hzzluhuMeFAWEjj4o6uan0F0Kc3RYbqzVGPPFs/s400/img+06+009.jpg" width="290" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong>"Felicidade é ter a vulnerabilidade de nos deixarmos afetar pela grandiosidade daquilo que nos acontece"</strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em>Nuno Nabais</em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5fsypoKeVjZx4MkYzu9vb-A1L_WGz48VR2UBnazL0JYW8RCTuggctYyxCnxYF57DOQOqTLghRHjACHXzlD8JZribwZCwdvT-1F91CzwBA4QEYwfB4lKNAbdqQvoZrSuoUSCZOf5Z3_M/s1600/imagem.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" l6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhU5fsypoKeVjZx4MkYzu9vb-A1L_WGz48VR2UBnazL0JYW8RCTuggctYyxCnxYF57DOQOqTLghRHjACHXzlD8JZribwZCwdvT-1F91CzwBA4QEYwfB4lKNAbdqQvoZrSuoUSCZOf5Z3_M/s1600/imagem.bmp" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong>Ops Carnaval!</strong></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-6839386120425455722011-02-19T16:39:00.000-02:002011-02-19T16:39:34.181-02:00Dalila entra em cena!Dalila entra em cena para defender seu louco amor.<br />
Ela ama o Nostra compulsivamente e tem sérias crises apopléxicas(= afecção cerebral que se manifesta imprevistamente acompanhada de privações dos sentidos e movimentos).<br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><span style="color: red;">Tipo:Ela xapa diante de Nostra</span></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5ESNbjLOX1_Ox1QVdy9m0v9lS7JK7gkX4vYXhOi2itSCtHd5ncKEH7tK6kRSjx6owOg-_QSWn5tGagZjiFZesCBEertxqovZuEDhpT2iHpc2ouvkMlbS89WUGcACGbLiv5SBghVL1GE/s1600/dalila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5ESNbjLOX1_Ox1QVdy9m0v9lS7JK7gkX4vYXhOi2itSCtHd5ncKEH7tK6kRSjx6owOg-_QSWn5tGagZjiFZesCBEertxqovZuEDhpT2iHpc2ouvkMlbS89WUGcACGbLiv5SBghVL1GE/s1600/dalila.jpg" /></a></div><em> Dalila</em><br />
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Perfil:<br />
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além das crises apopléxicas é:<br />
<ul><li>Estudiosa</li>
<li>Lesada</li>
<li>Entediada</li>
<li>Não fala coisa com coisa</li>
<li>Dorme pouco</li>
<li>Festeira</li>
<li>Tem mania de não comer</li>
<li>Quase inadequada</li>
<li>É ruíva </li>
<li>Gosta de histórias da vida dos pintores</li>
<li>Compra quilos de biscoitos trakinas de morango pro Nostra</li>
<li>É louca por Nostra</li>
<li>Solidária</li>
<li>e Viajandona</li>
<li>Não gosta nada dos comentários sobre ele ser um crossdresser</li>
</ul><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj63Mkr-3otDvcxy-AMigm6X1N9MrBoN8LPHBzZt6vdqj93xLJV_h_IX-yzNRhS715jaleiZF0_HjqKqFtWXTHjdUl57vPGTFr2NqicKjEwZnsTS8NAz7tWPfbrn8EaDVyBS463eEy3ag/s1600/colagem+9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj63Mkr-3otDvcxy-AMigm6X1N9MrBoN8LPHBzZt6vdqj93xLJV_h_IX-yzNRhS715jaleiZF0_HjqKqFtWXTHjdUl57vPGTFr2NqicKjEwZnsTS8NAz7tWPfbrn8EaDVyBS463eEy3ag/s320/colagem+9.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-só pode ser inveja das pessoas!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-O que que tem o meu "<strong>peludinho</strong>" ser um crossdresser? </div><div style="text-align: center;">Ele é tão lindinho com qualquer roupa</div><div style="text-align: center;">...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bela não se conforma</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s1600/bela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s200/bela.jpg" width="143" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Ô!Toperinha!!!Esquece esse esdruxulo do Nostra ... se valoriza!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">...e Kenya solta o verbo</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x578RdD8IcGZh3uPf42uzk-fgvVE12m1QE_ko8-5FaP-5ZRDGllV9sjhX7EGTk4ekU3Lc-Wh4aauXwmDNXWgszQMZTSwRMwynigffflCZUiOGsBG9y-hKebMdaEBf_q_HR9bPg7Q4gA/s1600/Imagem02_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9x578RdD8IcGZh3uPf42uzk-fgvVE12m1QE_ko8-5FaP-5ZRDGllV9sjhX7EGTk4ekU3Lc-Wh4aauXwmDNXWgszQMZTSwRMwynigffflCZUiOGsBG9y-hKebMdaEBf_q_HR9bPg7Q4gA/s200/Imagem02_006.jpg" width="170" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Baixa auto-estima é foda!Cuidado para não idiotar como a Tita.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Auto - significa uma forma de uma pessoa se referir a si própria.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Estima - é o sentimento do bem querer, admiração, afeto, valorizar com dignidade, compaixão.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Auto-estima - é quando alguém se ve como uma pessoa digna de ser amada, valorizada e respeitada, acima de tudo por sí própria.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Baixo auto-estima - é quando esse sentimento está destruído, abalado, esculhambado, impotente ou mesmo falido. É quando você acha que todos são melhores que você e sua vida é uma bosta.Parece que todos são mais felizes e bem sucedidos, menos você.</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-TÁ ENTENDENDO TITA????</div><div style="text-align: center;">-VOCÊ É ÚNICA!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-NÃO MINTA PARA VOCÊ!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-ACREDITE QUE ALGUM MALUCO VAI GOSTAR DE VOCÊ!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRGM-ct-NYq4wTHtRrsK3HpZxUeZl2_VKQ0Y4Gx04jHpNXPfeWxnUAWF6oH-FV6UXkeoU5sqkjNgHaA9ec4D28Q4gen61uGrvQR-m3TyI19xASPL6QFp-eww4i3uEiw3weY8fxxVwp7tw/s1600/colagem+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRGM-ct-NYq4wTHtRrsK3HpZxUeZl2_VKQ0Y4Gx04jHpNXPfeWxnUAWF6oH-FV6UXkeoU5sqkjNgHaA9ec4D28Q4gen61uGrvQR-m3TyI19xASPL6QFp-eww4i3uEiw3weY8fxxVwp7tw/s320/colagem+1.jpg" width="235" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Eu vi ele</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Eu amo ele</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Ele é TUDOOOO!</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Ele me disse, <strong><span style="color: magenta;">oi</span></strong>! no google talk</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Uhuul acho que ele me quer!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">... E as songas-mongas das Anne Lã e Arruda sacaneiam a pobre da Tita e leem a carta da escrota da Garganta pra sua avó.</div><div style="text-align: center;">-QQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQQ</div><div style="text-align: center;">-A GARGANTA FUGIU???</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s200/garganta.jpg" width="148" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Fugi e daí???</div><div style="text-align: center;">-QQQQQQQQQQQ</div><div style="text-align: center;">-A carta bombástica de Garganta para a véia</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">...logo agora que meu trabalho da faculdade ficou pronto, vou ficar famosa com as minhas cintas fashion para gordas e gulosas, tô com muita raiva!</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl6RW8T7407kmFcaz8vB2N-9wwYwq5gd1GXLZrJNYL3-D2VlygwxQSUPU-kjNp03pAcKEW9LSNykjWp3pGisCmmS1OKSwlwZqYqWC1ozl3QVnwUw2XFLi_khCVFPAD3AdXOIcn3cadoIM/s1600/colagem+6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjl6RW8T7407kmFcaz8vB2N-9wwYwq5gd1GXLZrJNYL3-D2VlygwxQSUPU-kjNp03pAcKEW9LSNykjWp3pGisCmmS1OKSwlwZqYqWC1ozl3QVnwUw2XFLi_khCVFPAD3AdXOIcn3cadoIM/s320/colagem+6.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">-ACHO QUE VOU ME VINGAR!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYJJE0wwrbRWB395shmG_CVvoA6tJ8KDRen3Nvopj5xodX7BkkGZ7VAe70QRFJmWx9wg1IRLtxlPxGw_xOy-cKS7rZMbJHos2IMjdEKqXYl7gauOerJGOkJkMVu6_dWev77eeXs-ng5E/s1600/colagem+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBYJJE0wwrbRWB395shmG_CVvoA6tJ8KDRen3Nvopj5xodX7BkkGZ7VAe70QRFJmWx9wg1IRLtxlPxGw_xOy-cKS7rZMbJHos2IMjdEKqXYl7gauOerJGOkJkMVu6_dWev77eeXs-ng5E/s400/colagem+7.jpg" width="290" /></a></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;">-Vou contar para o Ruan que ela tá atrás dele.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXYcu-eTTm75aayCdXWrGV3kU4IlGD_2xmYvJyW412rEmKsbOEtURRmMlasXopQSwTBSPxfHYbkF2o-MfXbLPeLV_MlCeB8NRtzlvv3yoWnR2_FtCilMQ8EiLUZ1sPvC9rRbhns3RMBs/s1600/colagem+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiAXYcu-eTTm75aayCdXWrGV3kU4IlGD_2xmYvJyW412rEmKsbOEtURRmMlasXopQSwTBSPxfHYbkF2o-MfXbLPeLV_MlCeB8NRtzlvv3yoWnR2_FtCilMQ8EiLUZ1sPvC9rRbhns3RMBs/s320/colagem+8.jpg" width="232" /></a></div></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Aquela frígida aqui!??!?Atrás de mim?<br />
<strong>-PUTA QUE PARIU!</strong></div><div align="center" class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhM5ESNbjLOX1_Ox1QVdy9m0v9lS7JK7gkX4vYXhOi2itSCtHd5ncKEH7tK6kRSjx6owOg-_QSWn5tGagZjiFZesCBEertxqovZuEDhpT2iHpc2ouvkMlbS89WUGcACGbLiv5SBghVL1GE/s1600/dalila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-4733175226159655252011-02-11T22:23:00.001-02:002011-02-11T23:25:17.779-02:00Eu confesso!<div style="text-align: center;">- Eu sou um crossdresser!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_cVVaJf9bHgk1Y-_27S43tdKl1LFDIcTsDgt2fy39lD3aZhq2ak7t14eKh4s6AD9ljiTBPyBzM3mD9e7cszJivyK4qqmjvl-G9o8ZBMouBBeqol3F-28n_iD4ayZRC_Z1gkbdqIYE08/s1600/blogeliete10_02001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy_cVVaJf9bHgk1Y-_27S43tdKl1LFDIcTsDgt2fy39lD3aZhq2ak7t14eKh4s6AD9ljiTBPyBzM3mD9e7cszJivyK4qqmjvl-G9o8ZBMouBBeqol3F-28n_iD4ayZRC_Z1gkbdqIYE08/s320/blogeliete10_02001.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Sempre gostei muito da estética feminina, sempre fiquei muito louco vendo a véia passear na Garcia.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHVyzAYAgQfA_Etcs6cuqJqdaZwbtIcZLc53Dy6DQVY61DtOUJmpQ7tHei2WQL5skcaXrfJhrE366bYSb87ZZRCjTV2elBei4IRhizGBt9MMnOm6wdfgfpX24-N_TR2kzHDCY6EbwTvo/s1600/Garciadavila.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpHVyzAYAgQfA_Etcs6cuqJqdaZwbtIcZLc53Dy6DQVY61DtOUJmpQ7tHei2WQL5skcaXrfJhrE366bYSb87ZZRCjTV2elBei4IRhizGBt9MMnOm6wdfgfpX24-N_TR2kzHDCY6EbwTvo/s320/Garciadavila.jpg" width="217" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">(* Garcia - vem de Garcia D'Ávila, rua no posto 10 - bairro de Ipanema - Rio).</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNSTgEaSTHw-HRqvR0eDQDlndthSxJ7cIpBahbbEpRvolADGoauLhTZ1v_RM9OfavCT5BStO10_lSXl6thHdwtwlOA3waS0qP9CvkNM9I9OlLNyBSQ5mHEUGx4h7WU6CJsGsny-WANnQ/s1600/blogeliete10_02002.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEilNSTgEaSTHw-HRqvR0eDQDlndthSxJ7cIpBahbbEpRvolADGoauLhTZ1v_RM9OfavCT5BStO10_lSXl6thHdwtwlOA3waS0qP9CvkNM9I9OlLNyBSQ5mHEUGx4h7WU6CJsGsny-WANnQ/s320/blogeliete10_02002.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Poxa, sempre ficava exitadão! Doido para comer a véia de "New look".</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Zeyrizinha enlouquecida com Adol dissolvido na cachaça batida no Rivotril 100mg, sai espinafrando...</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprMSo3LymVCDzHwjgJsBrfbJlaE39jQijx1eXazwdU13opy_NjgdUQDUVjP2tJZL1-UZ7vxQFyAFQyOwXtiJUuuvnW4gbg2meM6RBhz7XU2ZmnCgQMcNPGs2OJDoQSg2nLQJXuLA4y2w/s1600/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgprMSo3LymVCDzHwjgJsBrfbJlaE39jQijx1eXazwdU13opy_NjgdUQDUVjP2tJZL1-UZ7vxQFyAFQyOwXtiJUuuvnW4gbg2meM6RBhz7XU2ZmnCgQMcNPGs2OJDoQSg2nLQJXuLA4y2w/s320/zerizinha+%25282%2529.jpg" width="241" /></a></div><div style="color: black; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: white; text-align: center;">-Caraca, tu é um brega do Caralyo *c#*|%&*. Que New look?*#?#?? Isso é coisa de livros de indumentária, ninguém sabe, ninguém viu ( só a Beth Filipeck). Veste pelo menos um Galliano, se intera, pára de só usar o detector de looks decadentes e ultrapassados! Só cortando seu falo (= pênis, bilau, pinto, pau) fora. Como você vai roubar um Dior da véia?? Seu idiota!</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;">. . .</span></div><div style="color: black; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: white; text-align: center;">E num hospital qualquer da cidade, encontra-se Nils, todo quebrado, vivendo seu grande romance com Nona.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nona comenta:</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Porque Zeyrizinha não vai cuidar da vida dela, e deixa o nostra se expandir, liberar a fêmea interior?</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2tii4dETBhCGccmFFg9wPgYjp2B0WnE2YCkJQ-TvogmxVUgQ4iMaUiq7R99t55WK37LGNB9BYF_V6H6AbKKmH2TEdv68L70gnnp680KnhJsu3wWfAStdsLtOBXpVQMyeOAC6nk2bXSE/s1600/IMG_6643.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiw2tii4dETBhCGccmFFg9wPgYjp2B0WnE2YCkJQ-TvogmxVUgQ4iMaUiq7R99t55WK37LGNB9BYF_V6H6AbKKmH2TEdv68L70gnnp680KnhJsu3wWfAStdsLtOBXpVQMyeOAC6nk2bXSE/s320/IMG_6643.JPG" width="213" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Nils todo quebrado responde:</div><div style="text-align: center;">É verdade meu "único e verdadeiro amor", você tem razão Nona, mas o cara fica muito escroto de mulher...Fala sério!!! Acho que esse cara mente! Esses Nostra não me engana, ele não passa de um tremendo boiolão. Nenhum homem pode gostar tanto de roupas de mulher...</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVlGKCOSnUzsFXWL-UQVZi5tnEf8-tXM2Qau6wgPvKNMtHgfcQd-3a-iWRP3nMoGGwHZw6bbyFqGut5tc-kGkeEQcJ5rvFo_-lc-OQvShBpT6GywxtIBsFl13pobXhgDYC10I1pnWjKBg/s1600/nona.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Nona reponde para seu "único e verdadeiro amor":</div><div style="text-align: center;">- Claro meu "único e verdadeiro amor", que ele é um crossdresser, já consultei o Dr. Maxis Millianus</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYqKeNu_qjUKSHnEVNBW5ZkM5h0JJxRE2JYqqv7bPKzbGSoZJNGCFFhEfrp4yXQrpiAga7hnz8gBvue07IGtzz7VhQ48g_m5BtflkFYvoVhrPR8MBok2PRsk7OgKyT__OJqSw40V_e0s/s1600/blogeliete10_02004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisYqKeNu_qjUKSHnEVNBW5ZkM5h0JJxRE2JYqqv7bPKzbGSoZJNGCFFhEfrp4yXQrpiAga7hnz8gBvue07IGtzz7VhQ48g_m5BtflkFYvoVhrPR8MBok2PRsk7OgKyT__OJqSw40V_e0s/s320/blogeliete10_02004.jpg" width="229" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> e ele disse: - Os crossdressers só tem o desejo de usar a roupa do sexo oposto.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN1RcmiyqQ6SrhodG1TIL4wwNpow5C1_5ZRJJgqqnpdh5V8rXXfl-6bnz7CJv-VR7j5YqTpwKx3EYFJIu6MInw7jXZ_vCScWMbEml65HEoTEFFF5h2QFJLIkZXdt4gXWhr3R7SwD68ur0/s1600/396px-Joan_of_arc_miniature_graded.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN1RcmiyqQ6SrhodG1TIL4wwNpow5C1_5ZRJJgqqnpdh5V8rXXfl-6bnz7CJv-VR7j5YqTpwKx3EYFJIu6MInw7jXZ_vCScWMbEml65HEoTEFFF5h2QFJLIkZXdt4gXWhr3R7SwD68ur0/s200/396px-Joan_of_arc_miniature_graded.jpg" width="131" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Joanna D'Arc já fazia isso. Enfrentou a querra dos cem anos e morreu torrada vestida de homen.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bela venenosa:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s1600/bela.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnK4HzeUbzFA_TtPo2aFhvcEXJJvY6gc2Tzcn66yioJYjsu3ddEfJMR1RSvW7E2QJ9pep-3RbtlvVrNJ7YSqk_rUGNr9uamVwBpcD7gFXsh990pRV2WZxlrs5tOF_HGSHHPh4uO2u2Z8Y/s1600/bela.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">-Sempre desconfiei desse peludo. Olha o que achei nos guardados do Nostra!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;">Thieny escuta completamente sensibilizada:</div></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv90eXlbGnfkc5cgsuuM8H8FzwpXWhFt49UoVENgMpXKYQRPEPLboX9CGd840NrUwMGAKcCrixELxxJ4hhr4efcPBc9jsf5MKfTQ_TY4G0ghMeraL7INkLcebNT-kVi0L2PvsO_MXq4AI/s1600/006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjv90eXlbGnfkc5cgsuuM8H8FzwpXWhFt49UoVENgMpXKYQRPEPLboX9CGd840NrUwMGAKcCrixELxxJ4hhr4efcPBc9jsf5MKfTQ_TY4G0ghMeraL7INkLcebNT-kVi0L2PvsO_MXq4AI/s320/006.jpg" width="232" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">-Coitadinha da Bela toda nuínha!! Fico tão preocupada com essa exposição, poderia pegar um golpe de ar, e ficar doente!!!!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Mas pensando profundamente o que é o mais preocupante é o Nostra.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ele não fica "fashion" com roupas femininas, levando em conta a sua protuberante barriga inflada de biscoitos Trakinas, definitivamente a saia plissada não lhe cai bem...</div><div style="text-align: center;">E isso me deixa profundmente triste; Preciso relaxar, mas não consigo porque são tantos problemas de ordem de difícil resolução.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Sendo o pior deles (dos problemas): - A tentativa de encontrar o futuro marido para a Tita.</div><div style="text-align: center;">Horas.....e horas tentando aqui nos sites de relacionamentos...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxtbN_dKeSa88Bs1QDRUnyM66ktGfI3omJBL1ZxBbdEPrBbO3DBgs9hRWdoDkDB1ov2zSadjCNg1heEMIltS-X7ri6Yy0YGSITJST6Jttmy3mk74G0iNE_WiwpqVE99kgmUeG86-4_cY/s1600/blogeliete10_02008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQxtbN_dKeSa88Bs1QDRUnyM66ktGfI3omJBL1ZxBbdEPrBbO3DBgs9hRWdoDkDB1ov2zSadjCNg1heEMIltS-X7ri6Yy0YGSITJST6Jttmy3mk74G0iNE_WiwpqVE99kgmUeG86-4_cY/s320/blogeliete10_02008.jpg" width="238" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">...tentando prá ela um namorado, e todos loucos por mim, me cantando,todo me achando linda!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Fico exausta com isso!</div><div style="text-align: center;">E a Tita ainda focada no seu passado, já falei: -Tita esquece o tal do Esmael...mas ela insiste - ela é uma romântica.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
Tita sonambula na insônia:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz56S_3l5EadWG2ZoG8nAQ9CyzY4ChpQB01PFYG9tHCbqEh0T4a7RdyTZm9yU9Leqfq_zhC3gOYwiN98WQ_Hx9Nm8JC3MShhoQH9pUC2MNd2tjTz4v2iaqI5Z1-SiiNX2ZUZaIYvLb9ww/s1600/blogeliete10_02009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz56S_3l5EadWG2ZoG8nAQ9CyzY4ChpQB01PFYG9tHCbqEh0T4a7RdyTZm9yU9Leqfq_zhC3gOYwiN98WQ_Hx9Nm8JC3MShhoQH9pUC2MNd2tjTz4v2iaqI5Z1-SiiNX2ZUZaIYvLb9ww/s320/blogeliete10_02009.jpg" width="234" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">- Eu quero, Esmael, ele está vivo em mim!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;">Momento Garganta Surtada:</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFgJKKBAlc1Xxih4G9sjQbQcYWq_SI-aUKv5Sm0WTgKb4rr-DHrjB_IwF5Zu9YB7FdmKoKm3Ny92iIMIrto7dInIHOkZz5xpj_5DWHi6e5acAwT78kjHGLFF6aIP35jQC9dpO5NhWbPYY/s1600/garganta.jpg" /></a> </div><div style="color: white; text-align: center;">- Quanta escrotidão junta... e a minha avó, por causa de uma merda de um Dior... me atormenta... assim!</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitohbFCOkcvGH8cFXZwFdt2TDqSSEFagQKZYArF78Mvi6cfyYRG4_ATmseGBG8ZAz2q-DIf-_17PyhDxRBseQu1jMNZoEWDmkORQZF5RnHT3QwIlT0KojmnsysvAt5EM2R3jalLk06GO0/s200/garganta_%25282%2529.jpg" width="156" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><b>Que NOJO ! ! !</b></div><div style="color: white; text-align: center;">Ficou com peninha dele (do Nostra peludão)</div><div style="color: white; text-align: center;">e acreditem o que a viada da porra da minha avó falou na minha cara????</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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<blockquote style="color: #cc0000;"><b>Que NOJO ! ! !</b></blockquote><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitohbFCOkcvGH8cFXZwFdt2TDqSSEFagQKZYArF78Mvi6cfyYRG4_ATmseGBG8ZAz2q-DIf-_17PyhDxRBseQu1jMNZoEWDmkORQZF5RnHT3QwIlT0KojmnsysvAt5EM2R3jalLk06GO0/s1600/garganta_%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEitohbFCOkcvGH8cFXZwFdt2TDqSSEFagQKZYArF78Mvi6cfyYRG4_ATmseGBG8ZAz2q-DIf-_17PyhDxRBseQu1jMNZoEWDmkORQZF5RnHT3QwIlT0KojmnsysvAt5EM2R3jalLk06GO0/s400/garganta_%25282%2529.jpg" width="312" /></a></div><br />
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<b style="color: #cc0000;">O D E E I O O O O ! ! ! ! ! </b></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-44599189007555250132011-02-08T21:56:00.000-02:002011-02-08T21:56:30.482-02:00Cadê meu Dior???<div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">A veia tá perturbadona, e não desiste do seu modelito “Dior”. E tem certeza, que foi a inescrupulosa de sua neta que deu cabo do mesmo. </span></span> </div><div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">Só, que a neta, pira profundamente, e bate uma boca (como sempre), com sua avó, que fica, cada vez mais puta, mas, realmente o vestido sumiu...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;">- </span><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><i><b>ONDE FOI PARAR O MEU DIOR?</b></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEKmT2XIrdATMmpdkHHmv4meY59MVVMcZF6MVLJAR73oeCYhQfvzUAEp6QXiA-AZDdqUIMpe2mGJX-SUqZLvN0IWclZAJgtQ8MgHsDPYbY5agBtyzLwMMBhgc5fWcJr0t-T4C_WEn_VY/s1600/IMG_0001.jpg"><img align="BOTTOM" border="0" height="320" name="graphics1" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEKmT2XIrdATMmpdkHHmv4meY59MVVMcZF6MVLJAR73oeCYhQfvzUAEp6QXiA-AZDdqUIMpe2mGJX-SUqZLvN0IWclZAJgtQ8MgHsDPYbY5agBtyzLwMMBhgc5fWcJr0t-T4C_WEn_VY/s320/IMG_0001.jpg" width="235" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"> <div align="LEFT" style="color: #cc0000; margin-bottom: 0.35cm;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">Não é possível você realmente querer aquela merda! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! Isso, é só pra não me dar a passagem para Paris!<span style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(255, 255, 255);"> </span></span> </div><div align="LEFT" style="color: #cc0000; margin-bottom: 0.35cm;"><span style="font-family: Calibri; font-size: small;">VELHA INFLEXÌVEL! <i><b>Apegada a bens materiais</b></i>! Escrota! Mesquinha! INSUPORTÁVEL!</span></div></div><div style="margin-bottom: 0.35cm; text-align: center;"><span style="color: white;"><span style="font-family: Calibri;"><span style="font-size: large;"><i><b>BERROS ECOAM</b></i></span></span></span><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-55954969100938886662010-12-24T18:41:00.000-02:002011-02-08T21:42:54.677-02:00Nona e Luana flutuam...<br />
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Nona--Que delícia, amiga, flutuemos! Só relembrando...Sexo na maca.. tudo de bom!!!<br />
Aquele azarado do Nils ,mesmo todo estragado, é gostoso!<br />
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Luana--Eu tô legal com o meu pobre. Esse cara realmente gosta do que eu gosto: sexo......<br />
Tô exausta de tanto liberar orgônio. <br />
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Nona--Jura, amiga? Eu tô pronta pra outra!<br />
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Luana--Acredita que a Tita foi pedir dicas à sortuda da Thieni sobre casamento?<br />
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</div>-Como é carente essa Tita! É muita baixa estima.... Casar pra se fuder no cativeiro.... kkkkkk!<br />
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</div></div><div style="border: medium none;"><div style="border: medium none;">-Me deixa em paz sua debochada... Os príncipes chegam a cavalo.<br />
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</div><div style="border: medium none;"></div><div style="border: medium none;">-Já comprei o meu cavalo branco.. Tô ansiosa pra pedir conselhos a Tieni. Ela é muito chique e minha vida tá muito monocromática.</div><div style="border: medium none;"><br />
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-Romântica<br />
-Sofredora<br />
-Vaidosa<br />
-Emotiva<br />
-Professora<br />
-Fala mole<br />
-Só vive dura<br />
-Vive num mundo à parte<br />
-Adora filosofia <br />
-Acha que -"Deleuze é tudo", mas nao entende nada<br />
-Conhece muitos homens em sites de relacionamentos (acredita nas cantadas, nos elogios sempre de homens fudidos, mentirosos e desempregados).<br />
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Thiene fala:<br />
-Minha querida!!! Vou lhe orientar como achar um homem que lhe proporcione um casamento.<br />
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Primeiro passo:<br />
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-Entrar no Par Perfeito ou Match; abrir mão do seu emprego e investir firme no seu propósito. Focar.<br />
Objetivar a sua meta. Acordar e entrar no site, passar dia e noite voltada para a busca do seu foco, o "bofe"; abrir o leque de interesses e focar. É muito importante o foco. Reconheço que se perde um tempo danado, mas fazer o quê? Tá todo mundo na busca... então, foca!<br />
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Que tipo de homem você quer?<br />
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Focar o cara.<br />
---------> Gatinho desocupado à tarde na praia = roubada ....... não vai casar nunca! vagabundo!<br />
--------->Músicos, cambada de sedutores, egoístas<br />
--------->Homens que gostam de animais, geralmente não quer casar depois que descobrem como os animais são fiéis e não falam como nós.....<br />
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-Querida, deixa eu continuar com a explicação?<br />
-------->Chefs.... São charmosos, mas à noite cadê ele? Tá no restaurante!<br />
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-------->Surfista profissional = pode casar!!! mas você estará fadada a contar grãos de areia o resto da sua vida enquanto ele tá num tubo irado!!!!<br />
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Mas, calma!!! Esfrie sua cabeça!<br />
Confesso a você.. Não é moleza!<br />
É muita dedicação, oração, feitiços, preces e mais preces... e fé.. minha amiga, muita fé que o marido vai aparecer!!! mas antes aparece de um tudo.<br />
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Pretendentes movidos só à base de remedinhos, outros com hábitos maníacos, uns excitáveis por coisas estranhas, uns broxas perfomáticos, experimentalistas e até românticos. <br />
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OUVE-SE BERROS ESTRIDENTES!!!! A VÉIA GRITA!<br />
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E a porra da avó da garganta desesperada com a falta do seu Dior que certamente foi vendido pela própria neta.<br />
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E antes que a pentelha da Garganta venha me encher o saco pedindo alguma idéia, vou meditar. Entrar em contato com o meu eu interior.<br />
Antes que sobre pra mim. Vou ficar "inac". Tô fora!!!!!<br />
Nisso, chega o retardado do Nostra<br />
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Puxaaaa! Fiz uma pesquisa muito profunda e intensa na internet sobre o amor para a gostosa da Tita!<br />
Quem sabe ela se interesse por mim.<br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232;">*($$%%¨¨&;%%##%%%;</span> <span style="color: #674ea7;">CARALHO, COMO ESSE CARA É BOÇAL!!! PUTAQUEPARIU!!! </span><span style="color: #ffd966;">#$%¨&**(()P)P</span><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"> IMAGINA A TITA QUERER CASAR COM ESSE MERDA.!!!</span><span style="color: #ffd966;">%¨&;a*)_+`{{ </span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-31914282326118684092010-12-09T17:57:00.000-02:002010-12-09T17:57:59.698-02:00Nona e sua busca pelo conhecimento do incognocível<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaKuWWATqCueT02ZfeXDEVnfL6N9mkSQQOnONDlXDaY13NFpafBaORaKWoeub5ZzYoZ56XESu7Buxlp8_C1mePICGBUJeZV5t0lyppvhPKh33ur1awRkz8DuZSG-Y1akV4ke7WygKrGU/s1600/william+azulao.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgRaKuWWATqCueT02ZfeXDEVnfL6N9mkSQQOnONDlXDaY13NFpafBaORaKWoeub5ZzYoZ56XESu7Buxlp8_C1mePICGBUJeZV5t0lyppvhPKh33ur1awRkz8DuZSG-Y1akV4ke7WygKrGU/s1600/william+azulao.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Não consigo entendê-la</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISnvn2GYu6mv7zNBwZiNJCBAxCQ9IJsCVeKbZpQFELz9uAnALDS1TftECpZP1bayhvxhpeJbJEJR1YmiwgePSRsq9-QS780tidcXBeefPQYoQty2rXkf5nCUVrTVX7DpyukvmFL_pzwc/s1600/IMG_7319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhISnvn2GYu6mv7zNBwZiNJCBAxCQ9IJsCVeKbZpQFELz9uAnALDS1TftECpZP1bayhvxhpeJbJEJR1YmiwgePSRsq9-QS780tidcXBeefPQYoQty2rXkf5nCUVrTVX7DpyukvmFL_pzwc/s400/IMG_7319.JPG" width="306" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Como pode esquecer que estava indo pra um hospital toda machucada e fica de "casinho" com um inconsequente. O cara que bateu no carro da Anne Lã.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Nona é muito irresponsável!!!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Tentamos extrair e transformar a nossa experiência, diante da dança da própria morte.......</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">"Apesar do que pensam certos revolucionários, o desejo é, em sua essência, revolucionário - o desejo, não a festa!... O desejo não 'quer' a revolução, ele é revolucionário por si mesmo e como que involuntariamente, querendo o que quer". (Gilles Deleuze e Félix Guattari)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Nils - Você fala isso porque não é "emoldurado para jogos amorosos", já dizia Ricardo III, que era feio pra cacete igual a você!!!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">A- Mas, como Ricardo III, "eu tenho o monopólio da palavra" e "o poder de uma língua supera a fealdade", e eu tenho consciência disso.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">N- É, a consciência é uma coisa perigosa, faz de um homem um covarde. Lembra da última frase do próprio Ricardo III? "Tenho medo de mim".</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Prefiro viver só, dentro do meu quarto interior, lacrado, do que ter encontros sem nenhuma profundidade.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Vamos parar com esse bate boca (*&&¨¨%$e agora!!! Seus babacas!!!! &¨%$¨%$*&</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Nils, você não passa de um tarado sexual, como vai pegar logo a minha amiga, dentro de um hospital?!*&¨%$*&IUY... Seu escroto... (*¨&¨&R%¨%</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- e você, seu Azulão, tu não passa de um recalcado, que não sabe tirar partido de situações propícias a um encontro atipicamente erótico-emocional, no caso: - sobre uma maca hospitalar (é, realmente acho que a Nona tá maulca)!!!! *&¨%$#E%(*U</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- estou de saco cheio de Nona e suas aventuras inconsequentes</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfcanL9qV5GW3dzUt-wqsR3Z-kOH13Rh2J1kCISN-toaMGBSUa8MBO8CCXX7kGA9rhfmqaE8MqZLyMOYUuIiOF_TXdZpSdiKNYqklIc_doLnhMHcLinCRZAtw2F070mPlm3ClreYdQcnA/s1600/IMG_7325.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfcanL9qV5GW3dzUt-wqsR3Z-kOH13Rh2J1kCISN-toaMGBSUa8MBO8CCXX7kGA9rhfmqaE8MqZLyMOYUuIiOF_TXdZpSdiKNYqklIc_doLnhMHcLinCRZAtw2F070mPlm3ClreYdQcnA/s400/IMG_7325.JPG" width="305" /></a></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- É o problema da consciência e a consciência como um problema.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Ela que fique liberando seu orgônio por aí.</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVExmtisD-j6vyQxRAmSXDbYxSnd0NZu6UQgzv8gJhoXZJRZ6d684pXOCZdbB1BLvlbBpwMkx19jpXU5fI_rZVzo49e4Y9dl_tU-5ufxO0qZC-22duuipcjJCgNQO9pdmvt_tCuUrEfBk/s1600/Mala+Arruda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjVExmtisD-j6vyQxRAmSXDbYxSnd0NZu6UQgzv8gJhoXZJRZ6d684pXOCZdbB1BLvlbBpwMkx19jpXU5fI_rZVzo49e4Y9dl_tU-5ufxO0qZC-22duuipcjJCgNQO9pdmvt_tCuUrEfBk/s1600/Mala+Arruda.jpg" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><i>Orgônio poderia ser considerado literalmente como "Força Vital", também conhecida como "Prana", "Chi", "Energia Universal". O termo energia "orgone" é derivado das palavras organização, organismo e orgasmo.</i></div><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"> - A Luana que tem muitas experiências com envolvimentos efêmeros é que deveria dar uns conselhos para a Nona. Eu acho que isso não vai dar certo!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Só que...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Enquanto isso em outra cama...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Que gente mais chata! Não aguento tanto sensacionalismo em torno de uma rélis liberação de orgônio, numa simples trepada sobre uma maca hospitalar.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Tita agonizada</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Será que a Nona vai casar com esse cara? Que amor lindo!!!</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Também quero trepar na maca com Esmael!</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Kenya deboxada</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- O que faz um coito no organismo de uma pessoa? kkkkkkkkkkk</span><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pn75Pr47q4J-vF-EuNxlQ4iG7gS_vgRS3lQM0_xlSKSl6oW_EpsDcKEK_RYGbAF1QBePwaybdyhGE2-echDeNmEHuMEujbchgCmX-YxzZE00xhcBgdC7RNEXPkk_kbw0whYU_6CMavA/s1600/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-pn75Pr47q4J-vF-EuNxlQ4iG7gS_vgRS3lQM0_xlSKSl6oW_EpsDcKEK_RYGbAF1QBePwaybdyhGE2-echDeNmEHuMEujbchgCmX-YxzZE00xhcBgdC7RNEXPkk_kbw0whYU_6CMavA/s400/Deisy+R%25C3%25A9ia.jpg" width="303" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Minhas óbitas oculares ficam atordoadas com tantas bobagens! </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; font-size: large;">Pra quê tanto sexo???</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Sexo só traz confusão e aborrecimentos... :(</span></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-18792811510479980052010-12-03T12:56:00.000-02:002010-12-03T12:56:28.913-02:00Anne Lã resolve a parada!<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Anne Lã leva Nona ao hospital. No caminho, bate com o carro e cria a maior confusão.</span></td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Só que Nona, toda mastigada pela cachorrada de Zeyrizinha, começa um papo com outro ferido na colisão. </span></td></tr>
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<tr style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">??????A Nona tá namorando aquele quebrado do Nils????????????</span></td></tr>
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</tbody></table><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Não acredito que a Nona tá namorando um desconhecido todo fudido!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- E eu aqui esperando o Esmael.....</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Eu não quero que ela case antes de mim</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Meu vestidinho é muito lindo!!!!! (E chora)</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc;">Zeyrizinha se sente traída e chega fazendo o maior alarido no bazar.</span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- $&%$*(&)*&% Aquela piranha da Nona é uma calhorda!!!!! PQP*(¨¨&%¨%FDP</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Eu proponho um casamento aberto com aquela patife e ela me trai!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Eu ia cuidar da aliemntação, do conforto, da limpeza, da casa e ofereci a escrota somente o sexo. E, mesmo assim, ela caiu fora com um falido, quebrado, desempregado.</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Não me conformo!!! *&@*(*& O mundo tá todo perdido!!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- PORRA CADÊ MEU RIVOTRIL???? *&¨%%$%#>^:</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Eu aqui nessa palhaçada, cheia de roupa suja e velha dessa garota escrota!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">.............</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Ô Garganta, deixa de ser idiota, o tal do Ruan te trata como uma cachorra!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6_WKJ9nGnJflrDO5ORuYN84DBfYCAVkQp4xyYQk95lwjNArS4p7A2BvwVOjiw0bqDnCynGj4yJdfcRwI6OfjADSXJF6e8Oh1jRtVsbC66GBXiLejnNWg23ngZJevcKsz6Ha-3K1CeP0/s1600/IMG_6635.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy6_WKJ9nGnJflrDO5ORuYN84DBfYCAVkQp4xyYQk95lwjNArS4p7A2BvwVOjiw0bqDnCynGj4yJdfcRwI6OfjADSXJF6e8Oh1jRtVsbC66GBXiLejnNWg23ngZJevcKsz6Ha-3K1CeP0/s400/IMG_6635.JPG" width="305" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- E você vai atrás dele????</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Não acredito! Caralho! Mulheres sem visão!!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- CAMBADA DE CARENTES!!!</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Enquanto isso...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshl_Jhx89Xd4XRcuruE_y-ZxtgoG1rbhNXQxYCtaxDjomPyyVa03c7et_KPcO0iACDf8LyCVyjp3SM4360ydrRhhQWsCqHWEWTKRCPr1pB8MtVWCQkY9iRwr-DkUIxiq8hPpOBVDc-Ng/s1600/Luana.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshl_Jhx89Xd4XRcuruE_y-ZxtgoG1rbhNXQxYCtaxDjomPyyVa03c7et_KPcO0iACDf8LyCVyjp3SM4360ydrRhhQWsCqHWEWTKRCPr1pB8MtVWCQkY9iRwr-DkUIxiq8hPpOBVDc-Ng/s400/Luana.jpg" width="293" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Vou correr atrás do prejuízo</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">- Todo mundo querendo casar, quero garantir o meu gatinho!!!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUJ7G-wR0XYh2ha2mhdUn2VyirI_Rj3QMNME3nCGgyEJDFF17h7vzsA1NXQifJCldu6mkKw-ZDJm6-jKeF84qh5u1fsGqY7HEp_rjAjU4dCM2WE-mRRJcovgMaXXYLzqQ__hVyGZ1i_4/s1600/IMG_6628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgwUJ7G-wR0XYh2ha2mhdUn2VyirI_Rj3QMNME3nCGgyEJDFF17h7vzsA1NXQifJCldu6mkKw-ZDJm6-jKeF84qh5u1fsGqY7HEp_rjAjU4dCM2WE-mRRJcovgMaXXYLzqQ__hVyGZ1i_4/s400/IMG_6628.JPG" width="293" /></a></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-83143133053202545622010-11-23T15:46:00.000-02:002010-11-23T15:46:17.102-02:00Odeio minha avó<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="background-color: black; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-size: small;">- Como não vai bancar minha viagem pra Paris???? Tá maluca véia????</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- Eu não quero mais saber desse negócio de ser assistente de figurino. Isso é mó sandice.</span></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #c27ba0; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Eu prometo, vó, tomar vergonha na minha cara. Vou estudar Fashion Design e é claro que você vai pagar tudo, seu escrota!</span></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div style="color: #c27ba0;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Eu não sou feliz!!!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXXQ38FUmX7KrY6d8AneOKypyWyp2eYnWBv6OXfMUQP18PX5KkkRI_SsaBcoyGuyS6T8bVB4bfG2rEYywmvB7TTL8gz2LwEk9scA0Yfg03_sz2S96wWFTjYjbbhc-L60-VZlil6JyfpxF/s1600/garganta+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqXXQ38FUmX7KrY6d8AneOKypyWyp2eYnWBv6OXfMUQP18PX5KkkRI_SsaBcoyGuyS6T8bVB4bfG2rEYywmvB7TTL8gz2LwEk9scA0Yfg03_sz2S96wWFTjYjbbhc-L60-VZlil6JyfpxF/s400/garganta+%25282%2529.jpg" width="312" /></a></span></div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;">Te odeio Vóóóóóóóóoóóóóóóóóóóóó</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: small;">Garganta resolve ir de qualquer jeito pra Paris (atrás de Ruan - óbvio!), e pra conseguir a grana tem a ideia de fazer um bazar com suas roupas. </span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiYLZMaIjKTvPd8-EkdsFMv65Jt4w7ege3PSpzUg4n_KoSUu7Z6Kq4-sJwYVsgWzTB67g98K2nXj-xuiuebUdLmdty6fHZT22J72neem1em05BRv3B0YgMGaNIvOM7N6Fq1JCxDBZB7PMv/s1600/IMG_6622.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiYLZMaIjKTvPd8-EkdsFMv65Jt4w7ege3PSpzUg4n_KoSUu7Z6Kq4-sJwYVsgWzTB67g98K2nXj-xuiuebUdLmdty6fHZT22J72neem1em05BRv3B0YgMGaNIvOM7N6Fq1JCxDBZB7PMv/s400/IMG_6622.JPG" width="292" /></a></div><div style="color: #c27ba0;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Vou pedir ajuda ao Azulão</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #cccccc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #c27ba0;">- Ele pode produzir um mega evento, faz um som maneiro, organiza tudo... blá blá blá blá..</span>.</span></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: small;">Só que Azulão tá muito mal. Só dorme e, quando acorda, é pra dar esporro.</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="font-size: small;">- Não tô a fim de falar com ninguém</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- Não enche a porra do meu saco com essas ideias.......<br />
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</tbody></table><div style="color: #ead1dc;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Nona, seu queridinho tá surtado</span></div><div style="color: #ead1dc;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Acho melhor você cuidar dele antes que ele apronte esse tal evento pra idiota da Garganta, e aí você é que vai acabar se fudendo toda.</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<tr align="justify" style="color: #cccccc;"><td class="tr-caption"><span style="font-size: small;">Nona faz um Coquetel Molotov e enfia na guela adentro do desvairado </span><span style="font-size: small;">E, aos poucos, sua química interna vai se regenerando, tornando assim a ser novamente o William Azulão que Nona tanto idolatra. Novamente e verdadeiramente um fofo. Ele monta seu QG em cima do muro com arruda e fica só observando o evento - brechó da Garganta.</span></td></tr>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: magenta;">A2</span> - Poxa! você tá ótimo!</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">A1</span> - Tô mesmo! A Nona me preparou uma dose muito boa - Rivotril, 300g de Adol, 2 cápsulas de Efortil, 150ml de Olcadil líquido, 3 comprimidos socados de Somalium. Tô rindo à toa, muito bom!!!</span></div><div style="color: #cccccc;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: magenta;">A2</span> - Viu o Dior autêntico que a pirada da Garganta botou pra vender?</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglV9Aqbf_01wZP6xqKyUewCKxFSxh0tvAGldB1b7ahI3NxlSw3Lf7JC2JfQsFJVFas4syQ0nQGEGHFImMlCfjJbFW-oQumPuEufT16-f_8DeShov4NTPjkpqMkJnsXWx2B16ENTafBosmd/s1600/Mala+Arruda.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="158" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEglV9Aqbf_01wZP6xqKyUewCKxFSxh0tvAGldB1b7ahI3NxlSw3Lf7JC2JfQsFJVFas4syQ0nQGEGHFImMlCfjJbFW-oQumPuEufT16-f_8DeShov4NTPjkpqMkJnsXWx2B16ENTafBosmd/s200/Mala+Arruda.jpg" width="200" /></a></span></div><br />
</div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div style="color: magenta;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Isso não vai dar certo!</span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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<span style="color: #6fa8dc;">A1 </span>- É, também acho! Isso vai dar merda!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: magenta;">A2</span> - E Nona, cadê?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">A1</span> - Acredito que esteja gerando alguma briga.</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="background-color: black; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP3-Z9iCb0xdFM_QtIZO__OTsDaOmnYyhNS4kYNsnvP9yFJlm8D2y1ADbtgTrvtGX3RBRHNbctteQGpZmKwgvuD91Xa9y8w9KQuYZ363HvuHN8ADEgPbk9SJ-LyIGuFN9u5z1zWn3JDYi/s1600/tita+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNP3-Z9iCb0xdFM_QtIZO__OTsDaOmnYyhNS4kYNsnvP9yFJlm8D2y1ADbtgTrvtGX3RBRHNbctteQGpZmKwgvuD91Xa9y8w9KQuYZ363HvuHN8ADEgPbk9SJ-LyIGuFN9u5z1zWn3JDYi/s1600/tita+%25283%2529.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cccccc; font-size: small;">Tita se fragiliza com a notícia dos machucados expostos da sua amiga</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #fff2cc; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc;"><span style="font-size: small;">- E agora? O que eu faço? To tensa e confusa!</span></div></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1tXjdOws3iZ_Q2gkwND7NFE_id0Y8U7MW2HzY-ZTm2nspj7d0lQzaOmznKwjcF1oPg1mr67Zikfrz98u8oU2S38CtCNTAypsWlUlbkVycp8-aIfQnFDf_jTe46p20UijPLeX7ImOJ8QC/s1600/IMG_6599.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc1tXjdOws3iZ_Q2gkwND7NFE_id0Y8U7MW2HzY-ZTm2nspj7d0lQzaOmznKwjcF1oPg1mr67Zikfrz98u8oU2S38CtCNTAypsWlUlbkVycp8-aIfQnFDf_jTe46p20UijPLeX7ImOJ8QC/s400/IMG_6599.JPG" width="318" /></a></div><span style="font-size: small;">- Que sapato eu ponho?</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- Tadinha da Nona, tem que se hospitalizar e o bazar da Garganta rolando........</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: small;">- Não quero perder o evento - o brechó, mas tô com medo de estar "underdressed", tipo muito básica. Mas se eu for ver a Nona toda estragada pelos cachorros, posso estar "overdressed". Os fashionistas, amigos de Garganta, podem ficar boquiabertos com meu look, e eu vou panicar....... </span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- Não sei se tô "underdressed" ou "overdressed".</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- Que dúvida, que conflito!</span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;">- O que um par de sapatos pode fazer com a nossa própria estima?</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="background-color: black; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #cccccc; font-size: small;">Kenya dá a dica</span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #ffd966; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">- Faz como eu. Hoje resolvi usar meu vizinho gostosão.</span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #ffd966; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">- Falei que estava com um probleminha no cabo da net</span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #ffd966; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">- Foi muito agradável, sexo rápido, satisfatório e tchau.</span><span style="font-size: small;"><br />
</span></div><div style="background-color: black; color: #f1c232; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span style="background-color: white; font-size: small;">- JÁ VIROU LIXO!!!</span></b></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-74459787674270597522010-11-16T13:13:00.000-02:002010-11-23T14:02:49.840-02:00PQP!<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">Que decep</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">ção!!!</span> <span style="color: lime;">%$@*7**KARALYO!!! $#76598&^$$#</span></span></span></span></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Zeyrizinha atacadérrima</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: purple;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">- Como Nona não quer dividir o marido comigo? ------></span> </span><span style="color: lime;">&gt&%4@@ Sua ridícula!!! @#%^(*&)&*%</span> <span style="color: #b4a7d6;">Mulher de pouca visão</span> <span style="color: lime;">%#$^%&%*.</span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;"><span class="Apple-style-span">Nona ignora o nervosismo de Zeyrizinha</span></span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="color: cyan; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Não quero curtir essa tua ideia nesse momento, porque vou encontrar a Tita.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Só, que quando se depara com Tita, percebe que ela tá muito mais surtada do que antes.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7GuRIVhIGap7DsgYfftcwxz8WSxqtllgAlO2UBfeCrMm6f2o4OvfSKmk-P3u7QOzjop6P5RzNtsH0_kqcrJ2AILddt5DsHBP3JSzMSlK8xDmybX7E5cTp6SE_UAOMBuQuArRoZxjqqNJ/s1600/IMG_6578.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgg7GuRIVhIGap7DsgYfftcwxz8WSxqtllgAlO2UBfeCrMm6f2o4OvfSKmk-P3u7QOzjop6P5RzNtsH0_kqcrJ2AILddt5DsHBP3JSzMSlK8xDmybX7E5cTp6SE_UAOMBuQuArRoZxjqqNJ/s400/IMG_6578.jpg" width="286" /></a></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Tô muito mal!!!</span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- É muito difícil viver sem Esmael!!!</span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Ele é tudo pra mim, é o homem da minha vida, é a minha alma gêmea.</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Nona fica atônita ainda com essa velha verborragia cansativa de Tita e tenta convencê-la, que tudo não passa de uma idealiza</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">ção.</span></span></span></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><div style="color: cyan; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span">- Como Tita? Alma gêmea? Essa expressão aparece há muitos e muitos anos atrás no "O Banquete" do Platão. No texto, o filósofo menciona os andróginos seres primordiais, que queriam tomar o poder de Zeus. Aí, Zeus se sente amea</span><span class="Apple-style-span">çado e parte os andróginos ao meio, e como castigo divino, eles foram condenados a perambular pelo mundo tentando achar a sua outra metade. </span></span></div><div style="color: cyan; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">E, esse mito, foi romantizado, entende, Tita?</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999;">Kenya exibida</span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Tudo pra tentar entender esse fenômeno do encontro amoroso... kkkkkkk</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Esse conceito de fusão entre duas pessoas, só gera sofrimento!</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Isso é um massacre!</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Se Esmael fosse sua alma gêmea, você não estaria sofrendo tanto! O cara nem te liga! Isso não é amor!</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">-Por que você não se solta? Faz como a Luana...</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFXNZ3SDKHqRx5-qAEnHUUZ-7oLKq-LPwJRHo4K0zpVW1OhDDcd2egcq-qm8Mjomdwh54RbBIoRn1TUux_rvMUhhyphenhyphenKrwQOMQrISdbcIKe62CAUJsa9BFmmYjpq6Wp_Ic1g6yqrIUzMneS/s1600/IMG_6577.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYFXNZ3SDKHqRx5-qAEnHUUZ-7oLKq-LPwJRHo4K0zpVW1OhDDcd2egcq-qm8Mjomdwh54RbBIoRn1TUux_rvMUhhyphenhyphenKrwQOMQrISdbcIKe62CAUJsa9BFmmYjpq6Wp_Ic1g6yqrIUzMneS/s640/IMG_6577.jpg" width="444" /></a></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Tenta parar de chorar pelos cantos</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Se liberta! Tenta conhecer outros homens!</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBGdSV8t9mTTpHshDlfl2KgZbTpRPbWEtcCCrx9A-CD8p3TkwQBJj0B25qxIBWJOxcoO5MmjqihPOjXytc4YL8p2LyIzNxwvu3sVz4T5bjsP3DcHK4xlS0kLu4eW4NSCYTaQGGtAu6fWb/s1600/tita+%25283%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhUBGdSV8t9mTTpHshDlfl2KgZbTpRPbWEtcCCrx9A-CD8p3TkwQBJj0B25qxIBWJOxcoO5MmjqihPOjXytc4YL8p2LyIzNxwvu3sVz4T5bjsP3DcHK4xlS0kLu4eW4NSCYTaQGGtAu6fWb/s400/tita+%25283%2529.jpg" width="325" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #fff2cc;">- Como Esmael não é minha alma gêmea??????????? CLARO QUE É!</span> </span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Ele não me liga porque trabalha muito.</span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- E, eu não quero ser como a Luana, tão dada.</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0wuujX-V71CyGDh7ztn4WkeQmtRIpZ1iAdSVl2KEu4PKa6gun7g5pM1uKEFirVdOX9vUbTsx1nqF2iIoTerigd1t97uAUD-pscjQbtE-OF5GvJRcLG0hZaRQlf-WNSZrysMZXLDUWeC8f/s1600/IMG_6559.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0wuujX-V71CyGDh7ztn4WkeQmtRIpZ1iAdSVl2KEu4PKa6gun7g5pM1uKEFirVdOX9vUbTsx1nqF2iIoTerigd1t97uAUD-pscjQbtE-OF5GvJRcLG0hZaRQlf-WNSZrysMZXLDUWeC8f/s400/IMG_6559.jpg" width="295" /></a></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Depois que toma uns chopinhos, dá pra qualquer um.... não percebe mais nada!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMBIQsVV8-lVkj1ajngXaTPpaCPf8yDFNHoX5NY3JP_uSJjTs8w9waZkYwCUF28hUaGfK4NGZkM9QEgyNSEUpFonap0qyBwNnfIuq5uB2Wm4fHafGF-VEIXGx-D_fu_L8DABZ8OoI62I-f/s1600/Imagem02_006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMBIQsVV8-lVkj1ajngXaTPpaCPf8yDFNHoX5NY3JP_uSJjTs8w9waZkYwCUF28hUaGfK4NGZkM9QEgyNSEUpFonap0qyBwNnfIuq5uB2Wm4fHafGF-VEIXGx-D_fu_L8DABZ8OoI62I-f/s320/Imagem02_006.jpg" width="272" /></a></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- "Essas amiguinhas" de Nona, são umas histéricas...</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><br />
</div><ul style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><li style="color: #bf9000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">Luana adora pegar um peão e se apaixonar - como pode ser tão burra???!!</span></li>
<li style="color: #bf9000;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">Tita acredita no final feliz de almas gêmeas de histórinhas infantis, e fica achando que uma trepadinha medíocre é um encontro amoroso!!!kkkk... Coitada! kkkkkk</span></li>
<li><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #bf9000;">Pior é a demente da Garganta, como é burra também! Cismou que vai atrás do Ruan em Paris. (- Eu soube, que quando ele ouviu que a Garganta ia encontrá-lo, simplesmente, tentou se matar no Sena, tamanho é o seu pavor com a possibilidade do retorno daquela assistente de "araque".</span></span></li>
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</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Araque= palavra antiga muito usada pelos meus antepassados, que quer dizer ----> de mentira, fajuta, de merda.</span></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000ee; text-decoration: underline;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: left;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #999999; font-size: 16px; font-style: italic;">Garganta escrotiza<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-style: normal;"><br />
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<div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; font-style: italic;">- Você é muito cínica, deboxada... Sua ENCALHADA!!!</span></div></span></span></td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- O que você faz com os homens, é muito mais escroto! Você usa e joga fora!</span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- Eu posso, as vezes, me descontrolar emocionalmente, mas eu cuido do meu amor. Não quero mais ser chamada de frígida. QUERO NOVAMENTE TREPAR!</span></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- Vou mudar de vida!</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZTMOijRJUO_pQDaY7_T6qPagpIydLY0ApxVSmYCp_vb2tyw3Ou2NVx3GsYj6vIUfQOKibPhvBPoFidv39X_mItzhFg1p5cJLrSmPCDcrRZCi0B0OvfJ0LLmxn8e_r20MQhOCnOiUM11Zm/s1600/IMG_6568.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZTMOijRJUO_pQDaY7_T6qPagpIydLY0ApxVSmYCp_vb2tyw3Ou2NVx3GsYj6vIUfQOKibPhvBPoFidv39X_mItzhFg1p5cJLrSmPCDcrRZCi0B0OvfJ0LLmxn8e_r20MQhOCnOiUM11Zm/s640/IMG_6568.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">- Vou me reinventar, serei uma intelectual como o meu amor, "Ruan", vou virar uma estudiosa, vou parar de perturbar minha avó, aquela escrota!</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Vou fazer Fashion Design em "Paris", sugestão da fofa, minha mega amiga, Ray</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 20px;"><span style="color: #6aa84f;">ça Rayllane.</span></span></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Que confuso! Que raiva! Até aquela gorda cafona fica com os gatinhos e ainda dá conselhos pra babaca da Garganta!</span></div><div style="color: #fff2cc; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Fico muito confusa! E aí não consigo parar de chorar!!!</span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Quer saber mesmo o que a gorda escrota da Rayça tem que você não tem? </span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Tem pneus, gordura localizada, celulite e muita endorfina (= neurotransmissor da alegria, da sensação de prazer)</span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Vai procurar seu "amiguinho deprê", aquele Azulão... Ele também tá lá chorando, todo triste, porque tá brigado com a Nona. </span></div><div style="color: #bf9000; font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">- Vocês deveriam chorar juntos!!!</span></div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;"><br class="webkit-block-placeholder" /></span></div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div><div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic; line-height: 20px;">P.S: Nota da autora- INAC = Inacessível!!!!!!!!!</span></b></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-65509574447842849172010-11-02T01:19:00.000-02:002010-11-02T01:19:10.452-02:00<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"> <span style="color: cyan;">Nona pensa:</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><strong><span style="color: cyan;">-Acho muito difícil realizarmos essa idéia de "marido ideal"- né- melhor desistir Zeyrizinha????</span></strong><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: lime;">Zeyrizinha enlouquece</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: lime;">*&&%%#$%%</span> <span style="color: purple;"><strong>- Quê??? Você surtou????</strong></span> <span style="background-color: white; color: lime;">*¨¨&(())!!@#</span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Você não tem idéia dessa decisão revolucionária- Mulher de pouca visão!</strong></span></div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Isso é papo de amiga, de solidariedade, de falta de apego. Parceria, entende?</strong></span></div><span style="color: purple;"><strong>É só não quebrarmos o trato</strong></span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> <span style="color: lime;">@#$%¨¨&</span> <span style="color: purple;"><strong>Eu sou cozinha, sala, varanda. E você fica só no quarto.</strong></span></div><span style="color: purple;"><strong>Agora, se você inventar de fazer um ovo frito pro nosso marido, eu te enfio a porrada</strong> </span><span style="color: lime;">&¨&*((!@@!!</span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><strong>Isto é traição, é a maior fura-olho!</strong></span><br />
<span style="color: purple;"><strong><span style="color: purple;">-Poderíamos tentar fazer uma experiência com um amigo</span>...</strong></span><span style="color: lime;"> $%¨&*((__!!!!!</span><br />
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<span style="color: purple;"><strong>E se tentassemos com o Nostra???? - Aquele tarado é mega-comilão, compramos uns pacotes de trakinas de chocolate e o cara fica doidaço!!!</strong></span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> - Opaaa! Que idéia excitante! Acho que vou me dar bem!!!</span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #b45f06;">- Acho isso um papelão. Ele pode ser tarado, mas isso é demais, usar um amigo prá uma experiência descabível dessas.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #f1c232;">-Imagina! Ele é fraco nisso!!!!</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #f1c232;">Vai embebedar vocês com vinho de quinta , correndo risco de vocês acordarem numa puta ressaca. E não vai rolar nada!!! Aí a Nona vai ficar tremendamente no prejuízo.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">Deysi Réia viajandona.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #0b5394;">-Acho isso tudo uma palhaçada. Esse negócio de trepar não tem nada a ver.</span></strong><br />
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<span style="color: cyan;"><strong>-Acho isso tudo um tédio! Quero saber mesmo da Tita, tô com saudade dela.</strong></span><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><span style="color: #f1c232;">-Tá enfiada no quarto se entupindo de Camelia Jordana.</span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #f1c232;">-Acho que mega combina com o seu momento deprê- nostálgico.</span></strong></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<strong><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">-Não quero me divertir, </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">-Não quero sair do quarto</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">-Não quero </span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">-Não quero....</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="background-color: white; color: #ea9999;">Quanta baixa estima.</span></strong><br />
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<strong><span style="color: purple;">- Ô Kenya!!!</span> <span style="color: lime;">$%¨&*((!!</span> <span style="color: purple;">Quer saber quê que eu acho de você, sua quenga metida a francesa:</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: purple;">-Inconveniente</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: purple;">-Estraga- prazer</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: purple;">-Desagradável</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="color: purple;">-Antipática</span></strong><br />
<strong>- </strong><a href="mailto:!@#%"><strong><span style="color: lime;">!@#%</span></strong></a><strong><span style="color: lime;">¨&**(()</span> <span style="color: purple;">Sai daqui sua quenga!</span> <span style="color: lime;">**&*(()</span> <span style="color: purple;">Senão ....</span></strong><br />
<strong><span style="background-color: purple; color: purple;">-<span style="background-color: white;">Vou te ralar na parede crespa!!!!</span></span></strong><br />
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<div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><img height="96" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFKi7MdlVR1Eevgae9JpYk1d3ONKmpyPf-1S0aryHkWE3o6jwskLbk80FvUX2b7Q3sRxy52P2B4U3scMOJhxI6kDnz8KZ8jn4tgXqZpeWWiRFFWPlPdENyQzHSjV0s8-OTfN5UA68sXI6L/s1600/nona.jpg" style="filter: alpha(opacity=30); left: 145px; mozopacity: 0.3; opacity: 0.3; position: absolute; top: 475px; visibility: hidden;" width="69" />Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-15909485037749044672010-10-24T22:59:00.000-02:002010-10-25T00:29:43.258-02:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><i><b>Pulsões da exclusão.</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #cc0000; font-size: large;"><i><b><span style="color: #999999; font-size: small;">Nona continua na prisão. </span> </b></i></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrrZLlStltEwgEvRsFYdaaLJxYfA9fIo7poydpszk1kihf653qB-OnoP1yECWfTiVXw6lb8GzAMVeqxEPmuFVd5hWetUXSQrR8JO6k3TYOqLHaMjWUvSPAK9WByZ5fGf8HbCDKvZRNt_r/s1600/Imagem02+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLrrZLlStltEwgEvRsFYdaaLJxYfA9fIo7poydpszk1kihf653qB-OnoP1yECWfTiVXw6lb8GzAMVeqxEPmuFVd5hWetUXSQrR8JO6k3TYOqLHaMjWUvSPAK9WByZ5fGf8HbCDKvZRNt_r/s320/Imagem02+004.jpg" width="231" /></a></div><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: cyan;">- Que gente tonta, me prender aqui ? por nada, só porque esqueci de colocar uma roupa?</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: cyan;"><b>- Não entendo... eu só estava pensando....</b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Lá na ilha, eu podia pensar melhor na precariedade dos envolvimentos.</b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Como se banaliza as adesões amorosas exclusivas.</b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b>- No declínio do " amor romântico".</b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b> - Na exaltação e na promoção das " paixões".</b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Tava tentando entender porque se padece tanto na " paixão" ?e ao mesmo tempo na velocidade da vivência e na convivência da paixão.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: cyan;"><b>?????? só por isso estou aqui ????????</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #999999; text-align: center;"><i><b>Kenya, como sempre dá logo um jeito de se livrar das situações constrangedoras.Pegou o delegado na xinxa, deu- lhe uma chamada no cantinho da cela e logo saiu.(loura - né?)</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8G1PiM95E39RqgHIvfiiMez1NEmhJOwVA6KVkZP112Q3XdznjYkZAzvQoyi2DCeM8KIl9P9s0DXArOasKtkwmxgS-PKL9iJO1Fgb6saPId7nq-b2sFWnVFyppikUvBgf_ABG5-9lyBNaA/s1600/Imagem02+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8G1PiM95E39RqgHIvfiiMez1NEmhJOwVA6KVkZP112Q3XdznjYkZAzvQoyi2DCeM8KIl9P9s0DXArOasKtkwmxgS-PKL9iJO1Fgb6saPId7nq-b2sFWnVFyppikUvBgf_ABG5-9lyBNaA/s320/Imagem02+006.jpg" width="272" /></a></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Odeio gente ignorante!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> <span style="color: #f1c232;">Empresária (Ramo : cosméticos)</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Solitária.</span></b></i><br />
<i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Solidária </span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Pragmática.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Tem TOC (limpeza).</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Reclama de tudo: <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"> -></span> do atendimento.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;"> -></span> do respeito.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">-></span>da higiene.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">-></span> da política.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"> <span style="color: #6fa8dc;">-></span> do serviço.</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Pensa sempre no " custo benefício".</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #f1c232;"><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">* <span style="color: #ffd966;">Viaja pelo mundo.</span></span></span></b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Apressada ( parece um furação por onde passa).</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Lê muito clássicos (principlamente os franceses).</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">*</span> Faz dos homens "gato e sapato"!</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b><span style="color: #3d85c6;">*</span> Tem um " ar blasè" .</b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b>- Não entendo você , Nona, eu tratei de me descolar com o delegado, fiz um sexo rápido! mas, e você? vai ficar aí? enclausurada??? - afinal, nós saímos de nossos estudos das "gnoses", por causa da demente da Garganta, essa palhaçada de espetáculo - suicídio, é a cara dela, e, junto, logo quem ? o misterioso Azulão!!!</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b>- Dois idiotas!!!</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><i><b>- O minímo, que Garganta deveria fazer, seria trazer uma roupinha prá você, usar, e um notebook prá consultar seus emails, e postar umas coisinhas no "face".</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: center;"><i style="color: #999999;"><b>.....E a véia descacetada grita loucamente :</b></i></div><div style="color: #f1c232; text-align: center;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Sua escrotaaa!!!!! neta filha da p.........!!!!!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #c27ba0;">-Você tem que tirar a Nona da clausura, você que provocou esse desagradável episódio!</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">-</span> <span style="color: lime;">@#$%¨*"!@#$%¨</span> <span style="color: purple;">-Porra!!! cabeça tá cheia de pensamentos!!!! será que misturei Adol + Rivotril + Passiflora?</span></b></i></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Minha experiência do namorado ideial me deixou muito " noiada"! vou desistir de fazer sexo.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: purple;"><b>- Vou propor a Nona de dividir um marido ideal!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #999999;"><b>Consultório do Drº Maxximilianus.</b></i><br />
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<div style="color: purple;"><i><b>- PQP - já consultei Drº Mxximillianus.</b></i></div><div style="color: purple;"><i><b>- Seremos " mulher cama x fogão".</b></i></div><div style="color: purple;"><i><b>-Eu, Zeyrizinha, mulher fogão - cuido da alimentação, higiene do lar, do vestuário, e dos súditos e prestadores de serviços ( faxineira, cozinheira, porteiro, eletricista, bombeiro hidráulico, atendentes diversos, médicos, dentistas etc) e a Nona fica com os serviços de cama - fica com a " lida sexual" - isto é : promove encontros eróticos dentro do próprio ambiente, no quarto do casal, surpresas sensuais, lingeries provocantes, fantasias excitantes além de dar qualidade as práticas sexuais criando, envolvendo, interagindo, e, facilitando novas possibilidades emocionantes: </b></i></div><i style="color: #999999;"><b><span style="color: purple;">tipo : excitações com suportes diferenciados -> praias, elevadores,paredões,banheiros sujos na Lapa, provadores de roupas de lojas, cabines de trens ou aviões, entre outros.</span></b></i><br />
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</div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><i><b>- Pensa bem ! Zeyrizinha!!! Isso é um acordo - as partes envolvidas deverão ser consultadas devidamente.</b></i></div><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i style="color: #999999;"><b>..........e Nona sai da clausura, e ,se vê diante dessa idéia brilhantemente desiquilibrada de sua amiga.</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGua9pWT_ztjxIlZ6nWm1-chb67bTmFvQ6JGxnIb9bytC6zt9y6r_MD6YZeZMoq4BcyDCMaS8zi_XedwwgVjoqkoHGPz9FPxTeR3i43QuRVZouJsJAOE_9IqnTY16jVDKwlrUiofTVoKD5/s1600/Imagem02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGua9pWT_ztjxIlZ6nWm1-chb67bTmFvQ6JGxnIb9bytC6zt9y6r_MD6YZeZMoq4BcyDCMaS8zi_XedwwgVjoqkoHGPz9FPxTeR3i43QuRVZouJsJAOE_9IqnTY16jVDKwlrUiofTVoKD5/s320/Imagem02.jpg" width="223" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan;"><i><b>- Como assim? nós duas casadas com o mesmo homem? mas, eu acho que nem quero me casar!!! e se o cara gostar mais de comer do que me comer???</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan;"><i><b>- Tô ferrada!!!</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan;"><i><b>- E se o cara for pouco sensível á atividades sexuais, também me ferro!!!</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_-IkL0uYygOUmQnJTm04V28yUylefWkDayHu_uLUstglBhq3J3dgboD0chpnGPWOR-BhhMJaj4EZz-ejs5sm0rDBELT87FbU14svitJYnR_DuXJ-tQ8Jw3vZTu9sYEqbpRMuvGGGPjfi/s1600/elieteee8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk_-IkL0uYygOUmQnJTm04V28yUylefWkDayHu_uLUstglBhq3J3dgboD0chpnGPWOR-BhhMJaj4EZz-ejs5sm0rDBELT87FbU14svitJYnR_DuXJ-tQ8Jw3vZTu9sYEqbpRMuvGGGPjfi/s200/elieteee8.jpg" width="137" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: cyan;"><i><b> </b></i></span><span style="color: purple;"><i><b>- PQP - Você é burra - mulher de pouca visão! <span style="color: lime;">*¨#@$%&* </span>não dá prá querer ser tudo!</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: purple;"><i><b>- Mulher objeto,mulher organizada,mulher bonita, bem sucedida.......</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: purple;">..... </span><span style="color: purple;">e você, Nona é uma zoneada do karalyo <span style="color: lime;">*!@$" </span>o camarada prá casar com você tem que ter muito talento pra aturar seus picos de bicho - grilo anexado a superficialidade da futilidade. <span style="color: lime;">*¨%$@</span></span></b><b style="color: lime;">!"#$</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>- Sai daqui sua vodoo, estraga prazer! <span style="color: lime;">%¨&*#@!¨$</span></b></i></span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>- <span style="color: lime;"> </span>Exibida, só por que é loura?!!!??</b></i></span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>- Vai se fuder!</b></i></span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>- Sua " fria", metida a coerente!!!</b></i></span></div><div style="color: purple; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i><b>- Sua empiranhada!!!</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="color: purple;"><b>-Kenga!!!!</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i style="color: magenta;"><b><span style="font-size: x-large;">Palavra:</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Eu queria dizer uma coisa</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>que eu não posso sair dizendo por aí.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>É um segredo que eu guardo é uma revelação.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Que eu não posso sair dizendo por aí.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>É que eu tenho medo que as pessoas se desequilibrem de si.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Tenho medo que elas caiam quando eu disser:</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Eu descobri que a palavra não sabe o que diz :</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>A palavra delira. A palavra diz qualquer coisa.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>A verdade é que a palavra nela mesma não diz nada.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>O que diz é um acordo estabelecido</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>entre quem fala e quem ouve.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Quando existe acordo, existe comunicação.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Quando esse acordo se quebra ninguém diz mais nada.</b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: left;"><i><b>Mesmo usando as mesmas palavras.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #d5a6bd;">( Viviane Mosé )</span></div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-54219866043230464242010-10-13T19:02:00.000-03:002010-10-24T19:10:27.647-02:00<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><i style="color: #cc0000;"><b>Nona e sua nova amiga Kenya são presas por tentado ao pudor.</b></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #ffd966; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Claroooo!!! Vou " ficar " com ele . Já que estamos sempre na merda mesmo, podemos pelo menos comemorar esse acontecimento.</b></i></div><div style="color: #93c47d; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><i style="color: blue;"><b>- Já sei que a Nona vai ficar aborrecida porque ela saiu do seu paraíso, e , eu não avisei que o evento era só uma performance, apenas prá dar um foco existencial à fudida da Garganta. E.....!!!??! a Nona na cadeia??!!!??....Tô sentindo que vai sobrar pra mim!</b></i><br />
<i style="color: blue;"><b>- Ja tô confuso!</b></i><br />
<i style="color: blue;"><b>- Nona também é muito estranha, adora fazer merda, custava ela colocar uma roupinha.Apareceu assim " toda nua"</b></i>.<br />
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<i style="color: #999999;"><b>Enquanto Azulão se deprime, Garganta euforiza. E pega ele, dando assim uma sensação de continuidade à sua performance.</b></i><br />
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<i><b><span style="color: #999999;">Azulão se assusta.</span></b></i><br />
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<div style="color: blue;"><i><b>- Que isso Garganta ?</b></i></div><div style="color: blue;"><i><b>- Isso não é um "happining", não planejei nada com " emoções efêmeras" com você.</b></i></div><br />
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<div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><i><b>Mas, pra todos os efeitos " ficaram" !!!!</b></i></div><div style="color: #9fc5e8;"><i><b>Ela frígida desde, que foi abandonada por Ruan, e ele porque não tá afim de perder tempo com sexo, afinal, seu sono era maior.</b></i></div><br />
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<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><b>- Tô excitadão!!! Essa festa é uma loucura!.</b></i></div><i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b>- E ainda existe a remota probabilidade de uma satisfação orgásmica imediata. </b></i><br />
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<i style="color: #999999;"><b>Só que o tiro saiu pela culatra.</b></i><br />
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<i style="color: #999999;"><b>Nostra acorda no quarto " Podre" de Jequison.</b></i><br />
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<span style="color: #f1c232;"><i><b><span style="color: #cc0000;"><u>Nostra</u> </span></b></i> </span><i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">-Não acredito que dormi com você " Seu Podre".</span></b></i><br />
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<i style="color: lime;"><b><u>Jequison</u> </b></i><span style="color: #f1c232;"> <i><b>-Fica tranqüilo, não aconteceu nadinha entre a gente. Você ronca pra karalyio, fiquei acordado a noite toda.</b></i></span><br />
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<span style="color: #134f5c;"><u style="color: #cc0000;"><b>Nostra</b></u><span style="color: #6aa84f;"> </span></span><i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">-Isso é que é muito pior - ( estou no " perigo" )</span></b></i><br />
<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><b>- Me tira uma dúvida ? Por favor ??? </b></i></div><i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Eu te comi ???</span></b></i><br />
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<u style="color: lime;"><i><b>Jequison</b></i></u> <i style="color: #f1c232;"><b>-Não imagina?!? Tive crise de bronquite, asma e muita dor no pulmão e voltou a alergia.</b></i><br />
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<u style="color: #cc0000;"><i><b>Nostra</b></i></u><span style="color: #8e7cc3;"> </span><i style="color: #6aa84f;"><b>-Tô que nem Azulão, com amnésia alcóolica - ? e ??? - você tentou me comer ? </b></i><br />
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<u style="color: lime;"><i><b>Jequison </b></i></u><i style="color: #f1c232;"><b>-Não, eu tô fraquinho, tava com crise acabei de falar - fica tranquilo.</b></i><br />
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<u style="color: #cc0000;"><i><b>Nostra </b></i></u> <i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Não conta prá ninguém, por favor, isso vai queimar meu filme com as mulheres e você fede pra caralio - vai lavar essa boca, parece um esgoto a céu aberto - vê se escova de vez em quando essa porra desses dentes.</span></b></i><br />
<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><b>- Puxa! - se Anne Lã souber que dormi contigo, nossa relação poderá se desestruturar ela pode até pensar " coisas" e perder ou enfraquecer o " Seu desejo" por mim.</b></i></div><br />
<u style="color: lime;"><i><b>Jequison</b></i></u> <i style="color: #a2c4c9;"><b> <span style="color: #f1c232;">- Nostrazinho - Acho que Anne Lã, não tem desejo <u>nenhum</u> por você. E depois, ela nem apareceu na festa tá estudando!</span></b></i><br />
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<div style="color: #999999;"><i><b>Anne Lã preste a uma pré - depressão.</b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #ea9999;"><i><b>- Tô cansada de tanta confusão, ainda bem que não me envolvi nessa palhaçada de " Garganta", tenho que estudar, prá esquecer.</b></i></div><div style="color: #ea9999;"><i><b>- Tô cansada de ser " forte".</b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><b><span style="color: #ea9999;">- Me sinto muito só!</span></b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><b><span style="color: #ea9999;">- Não quero ser mandona! mas, não consigo me controlar.Não suporto ser sozinha quero uma companhia, adoro saber que tenho o sexo oposto ao meu lado.</span></b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><i><b><span style="color: #ea9999;">- Só assim me acalmo.</span></b></i></div><div style="color: #999999;"><br />
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<div style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><b>- Vou tomar um puta banho me esfregar muito tirar esse fedor que Jequison me entranhou, tomo minhas vitaminas possantes, e, vou ver Anne Lã. Quem sabe pode até rolar uma "sexo sem consequência " .</b></i></div><div style="color: #6aa84f;"><i><b>- Mulher adora " dar " pra amigo quando esta tristinha.</b></i></div><i><b><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Adoro mulher carente.</span></b></i><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-29958114935433442642010-10-07T15:43:00.000-03:002010-10-07T16:04:42.397-03:00<div align="center"><span style="color: yellow;"><strong><em>As siamesas se divertem com o " Devir".</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">Anuk Rodchenko - Que legal</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;"> Anok! - ferrar com a boazinha da Arruda! ( songa-monga ).</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anok Tatlin - ??????? Ela tá sabendo do segredo da Nona ???</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffe599;">Anik Malevich - Então, a Nona vai se fuder de novo ??? Kkkkk.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anok - É - Arruda sabe de tudo!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">Anuk - a Nona tá fazendo exercícios de " Estados Alterados de Consciência", e Arruda sabe de tudo e esconde o jogo.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffe599;">Anik - ????????? QQQQQQQQQ???????QQQ?????</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Luana berra pelo namorado :</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">- Bora " MONTES" !</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">- Vamos atrás dessa Nona, sei mais ou menos onde ela pode estar. Ela tem que aparecer antes do espetáculo - suicídio da bagaceira da Garganta. ( A Arruda desabafou comigo sobre o que ela anda fazendo.)</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #a64d79;">................ mas, por ser seu trabalho tão cansativo, nós vamos dando umas paradinhas pelo caminho prá relaxar ( e aproveitamos para um sexo descontraído.)</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Ai, Montes responde com seu perfil " cafona de ser "</span> </em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Ok !!! "gostosura". </span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Faço tudo que a " gata" me pedir .</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- É só pagar o combustível.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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<div align="center"><span style="color: #ffe599;"><strong><em>Anik - Que "Montes" mas brega!</em></strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;"> Anok - Poxa ! Luana só pega " pesadão" !</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anuk - Será, que ela acha que homem prá ser gostoso, tem que ser rústico ou levemente primata ou será que é como uma forma para manipulá- lo???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffe599;">Anik - Como é que a gente vai saber se a gente nunca trepa ???? - Nessa hora me dá muito ódio de ser colada!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">Anok - Vamos parar por aqui. - Você é que não gosta de brincar com nossas limitações.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anuk - Falsa moralista!!! e todos os brinquedinhos eróticos que você compra na Lizeuzi ??? ( Lizeuzi - massagista que está de férias, no blog , que vende objetos eróticos)</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffe599;">Anik - Mas eu guardo direitinho aqui no bolso da minha saia, fica mais seguro!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anuk - Matriosca de merda! nós sabemos que fica bem seguro!!!</span> </em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">Anok - Egoísta!</span> </em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">Anuk - Vamos voltar a maldade???????!!!?????? vai ser uma loucura irmãs!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #ffd966;">- Tudo preparado prá Nona pagar maior mico quando chegar!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;">- Nona é uma deliquente, disse que iria também treinar as tais práticas tântricas.</span></em></strong><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #3d85c6;">- Quando ela souber da maluquice do suicídio da " Garganta", tenho certeza que ela virá do jeito que estiver, certamente correndo e ainda vai reclamar comigo, que contei o que ela tá fazendo. E a Nona sabe muito bem que Garganta é um caso perdido.</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #76a5af;">- Hummmmmm!!! que delícia!!!, todas nuinhas!!!!, com seus horizontes mentais mega - expandidos , será que consigo pegar dessa vez a " Nona" ?, adoro aqueles peitinhos!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #76a5af;">- E se realmente esses exercícios criam essas alucinações semelhantes as alterações causadas pelo uso de drogas psicodélicas. Quem sabe Nona me dá uma oportunidade de uma prática sexual tântrica??????????</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">Todo mundo preso!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">Atentado ao pudor!!!</span></em></strong> </div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-46281238895118341222010-09-28T16:12:00.000-03:002010-09-28T16:24:25.182-03:00<div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: orange;">Tá acontecendo algum problema por aqui ?</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Tita não se conforma de ser tratada assim, pela Raíça... e chora mais um pouquinho.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">- Mas , Raíça ? será que é Jequison Naftalina? - ele disse, que prá esse espetáculo do suicídio da Garganta, ele até sairia de casa. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">-Será que é ele???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">- Olha só a confusão e o cheiro de catinga.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Só agora, Raíça, percebe o que o policial estava tentando saber. </span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Olha, Tita, é ele mesmo e seus enfermeiros. Ele saiu mesmo do quarto. Isso é realmente um milagre!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: yellow; font-size: large;">Jequison Naftalina.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">Tô tão fraquinho....</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: right;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #f1c232;">* <strong><em>Fedorento </em></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Porco</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Desconfiado</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Hipocondríaco </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Reclama de tudo</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Só vê o lado negativo das coisas</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Acha que está sempre sendo perseguido</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Vivi trancado no quarto </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Gosta muito de video game</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">* Adora filmes românticos</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;"> </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><em><strong> <span style="color: #999999;"> Jequison fala :</span> <span style="color: #ffe599;">- Oii meninas, tempão né ? vou ficar só um pouquinho, por causa da alergia, e também tô com um pouco de febre e muito, muito mesmo, encatarrado. Se eu ficar espirrando, as pessoas, geralmente reclamam .Mas, eu tava com muita saudade de vocês.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="text-align: left;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Garganta se emputece!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- O que ??? </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Aquele "PODRE"!!!! do Jequison ??? roubar a minha performance?????????</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: #674ea7;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #674ea7;"> <strong><em>- <span style="color: lime;">OOOODDDDEEEIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!</span></em></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Tira ele, por favor, da minha frente!!!! </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Eu tô com </span><span style="color: lime;">IRAAAAAAAA!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: left;"> <span style="color: #ea9999;"> <strong><em>- Imagina!!!! eu sair daqui, prá assistir a essa palhaçada!!!</em></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #ea9999;">- Aquela louca da Garganta com sua vida interior toda asfixiada.</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6;"><strong><em>- Eu seria o seu Romeu e Esmael morreria como um </em></strong> <strong>Montecchio. </strong></span><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: purple;">" O DESEJO DE FUSÃO INTERPESSOAL É O IMPULSO MAIS PODEROSO QUE HÁ NO HOMEM". ( Arte de amar - Erich Fromm) </span></em></strong><br />
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<strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Achismo de Anne Lã.</span></em></strong><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Essas suas idéias sempre perturbam.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Você faz idéia de como tá a pobre da Zeiryzinha ?</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Ela tá soltando besouros por tudo que é lado.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- O seu perispírito tá numa freqüência de energias vibratórias, e fluxos aglutinadores com influência muito diversificadas. E, tudo, invensão de sua mente endorfinada. Parece que você, Raíça, não tem noção do perigo, que uma decepção " erótico - sentimental ", pode acarretar.</span> </em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #ffe599;"><strong>- Quanta desgraça.</strong></span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #ffe599;"><strong>- Zeiryzinha morrendo em cima de uma cama.</strong></span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #ffe599;"><strong>- Minha amiga Nona desaparecida ( isso deve ser obra das "SIAMESAS" ).</strong></span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><em><span style="color: #ffe599;"><strong>- Luana atrás da Nona com o bruta " MONTES" aquele namorado grotesco e Garganta querendo se matar. O que mais poderia acontecer????</strong></span></em></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: lime;">- @#$% pqp @#$&"</span><span style="color: purple;">muita pika na </span><span style="color: purple;">cabeça</span><span style="color: lime;">*@#$@!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- Tô tão a fimmm!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Ela está misturando as coisas.( rivotril, neosaldina, diazepan, eutirox 175 + fluoxetina = confusão )</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Não é " complexo de cassandra" ( * tipo: . .......Quando alguém avisa que algum desastre vai acontecer, e ninguém acredita)</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Depois de incessantes rastreamentos, em bares, boates, florestas, hall de hotéis, porta de faculdades, chopadas, Zeyrizinha parece enlouquecer de tanto tesão recolhido, e percebe na imensidão das areias de Ipanema um ser " Gostosão" .</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Seu coração inflamado de calor e desejo desenvolve maior gritaria:</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- É ele!!! eu quero!!!!!!!!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Zeyrizinha totalmente desfigurada de amor nas zonas eróginas.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- TÔ doida!!!! vou dar prá ele!!!!!! eu querooo!!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;"> O AZAR.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">" O personal identificador de machos desgarrados" - detecta: <span style="color: red;">PERIGO</span>!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Xiiiiiiiiiiii - o aparelho panicoouu??? fudeu !!!.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">-Xiiiii o aparelho detectou:</span> <span style="color: red;">PERIGO!!!</span></em></strong></div><strong><em><span style="font-size: medium;"> <span style="color: red;">◄))) </span></span><span style="color: red;">PERIGOOO É O MODELÃOOO!!! </span></em></strong><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Xiiiiii que que é isso aparelho????</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Faz isso não...... </span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">PERIGOOO!!!!!</span> </em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">" O modelão -> é o camarada que come a véia -> PERIGO!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Olha o aparelho está detectando fios do cabelo da véia!!!</span> <span style="color: red;">PERIGO!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Raíça de saco cheio do temperamento de Garganta, sugere que prá aparecer como notícia o melhor que ela faz é " matar - se ". E sabendo que Zeyrizinha pode estar entrando numa roubada .......</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">..... resolve proteger a amiga. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Mas, seu teor sexual reprimido tá em expansão-</span></em></strong><br />
<strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">por favor tenta ficar " zen"!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Modelão se assusta com a cena e foge em disparada.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;"> Garganta se sente disfocada.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">E com seu espírito atordoado, cheio de dúvidas.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Não quero mas viajar! nem me mudar! não quero mais ser assistente de porra nenhuma.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Tenho ódio de ler esses textos escrotos pro teatro, nada entra na minha cabeça. fico pulando de galho em galho.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Quero morrer!!! nada faz sentido!!!! </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Será que é melhor morrer???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Vou tentar a experiência do suicídio - espetáculo. ( aquele que nunca dá certo, a gente não precisa morrer.)</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Essa história de fazer figurino, me deixou sem meu namorado, e o desgraçado ainda me chama de histérica. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Acho que vou me preparar para um mega show do meu próprio sofrimento, do meu gesto solitário.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Bem que Azulão podia me ajudar.....</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
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</div><div align="center"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">" DEVO TOMAR QUALQUER COISA OU SUICÍDAR -ME "</span></em></strong></div><div align="center"><br />
</div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Súbita, uma angústia....</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Ah, que angústia, que naúsea do estômago à alma!</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Que vazias de tudo as cidades que tenho percorrido!</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Que esterco metafísico os meus propósitos todos!</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Uma angústia,</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Uma desconsolação da epiderme da alma,</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Um deixar cair os braços ao sol - pôr do esforço...</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Renego. </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Renego tudo.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Renego mais do que tudo.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Renego a gládio e fim todos os Deuses e a negação deles.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Mas o que é que me falta, que o sinto faltar-me no estômago e na </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">circulação do sangue! </span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Que atordoamento vazio me esfalta no cérebro!</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Devo tomar qualquer coisa ou suicídar-me !</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">Não : vou existir. Arre ! Vou existir.</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">E-xis-tir.....</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">E--xis--tir.....</span></em></strong></div><div align="left"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Tô muito confuso .</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Não queria que ela sumisse.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6fa8dc;">- Será que ela voltará ??????????</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Anne lã escuta pacientemente.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f6b26b;">- Ela vai voltar!!!notícia ruim chega logo!. Pior foi o que aconteceu com a véia, traída pela própria neta, e mesmo assim resolveu dar um mergulho prá relaxar..... pode???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">A véia vai prá praia pensando:</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">- O corpão era 10, mas o resto, nem era essa " Brastemp" - toda - mó propaganda enganosa. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">- Vou dar um mergulho, vê se tiro esse bosta da minha cabeça e tento esquecer essa merda de neta que tenho, já vô ficar legal! ver gente bonita ,Hurrrruuuuullllllll!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">" Se entre os amantes escolher o melhor, a tua escolha se limita a um pequeno número; em vez de procurares entre todos os outros aquele que te convém melhor, tu o encontrarás numa multidão, e numa multidão, a tua chance de encontrares algum digno de tua afeição é muito maior".</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: red;">( PLATÃO, Fedro)</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Chegando na praia...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">A galera da praia pensa que a velhinha está surtada, - imagina : - aquele gato tocando prá essa relíquia em decomposição!!!! </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">- Será que esse pentelho ainda pensa em me comer???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">- Será que devo " dar" essa nova oportunidade a ele ???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">- Tenho que pensar bem, afinal, já tô entrando na contagem regressiva.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Onde você pensa que vai ?</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Garganta tensa :</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Prá onde minha avó sempre me mandou ir.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Onde ?</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Prá puta que pariu!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Como assim ????? tá maluca??? depois de tudo que conversamos, dá possibilidade de você fazer o curso de estilismo?.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Já falei com a coordenadora do Fashion Design, e você foi aceita como aluna ouvinte, só precisa pagar. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Garganta descontrolada:</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #674ea7;">- Eu não aguento mais.....eu vou embora! </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Raíça vai ficando puta:</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Mas,você não vai mesmo!!! só te metendo umas porradas, amiga, você não tá entendendo!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">No mesmo momento numa calçada qualquer....... Tita chora...</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Nem sei porque estou chorando mais!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Também não consigo esquecer de ficar triste, é muito duro prá mim essa solidão.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">-Nona me faz muita falta, com quem posso falar horas e horas sobre a falta que me faz Esmael .</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Tô muito triste. O mundo é muito cruel comigo. Nona não podia me deixar sozinha.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Tô confusa.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Será que ela sente falta de mim ?</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;">- Será que ela lembra que eu ligava todo dia prá ela, prá falar da forma estranha que Esmael demonstra seu amor por mim??? </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: lime;">@#$%&*(!@#$%</span> <span style="color: purple;">puta que pariu</span><span style="color: lime;">!!!@#$%*@!!</span> <span style="color: purple;">que Esmael é o caralho!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: lime;">@#$%&pqp%¨&#@</span> <span style="color: purple;">tu é muito chata, Tita</span><span style="color: lime;">!@#$%#</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- " Eu" Zeyrizinha vou mudar de vida!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- Vou seguir os conselhos da gorda que trepa.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">-Vou arrumar um namorado! </span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Fuma seu baseadão e sai com a cabeça a 1000!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">-</span> <span style="color: lime;">#$$¨&</span> <span style="color: purple;">muito tempo sem sexo!!! </span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- Não aguento mais!!!!!! vou seguir a voz da experiência - Raíça - a mulher consumidora dos prazeres carnais.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: purple;">- Arruda não pentelha meu crânio num momento desses, cheio de cognições eróticas!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Deixa de ser burra!!! você não tem capacidade prá isso! </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Pensa melhor!</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Tu tá na mania. Tá desordenada.</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- Isso não vai dar certo.</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #6aa84f;">- A vida é conseqüência das escolhas que fazemos no dia - a - dia. Tudo é escolha.Até não escolher é uma escolha!</span></em></strong></div><div align="justify" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #999999;">Deisy Réia focada excessivamente no seus processos internos ( só desevolvendo sua persona entorpecida) </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">-Minhas órbitas oculares, parecem uma pintura impressionista olhada de perto. </span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">- Tudo disfocado, tô entendendo nada que tá acontecendo!.</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><strong><em><span style="color: #9fc5e8;">- Prá onde tá indo a Zeyrizinha???</span></em></strong></div><div align="center" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-37701545407273551422010-09-14T10:19:00.000-03:002010-09-14T10:34:08.155-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: cyan;"> Bela chora.</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Deus me livre desse problema, já estou cansada de tanto chorar! parece que o mundo se apaga de tanto sofrimento, minha sensação de desamparo é uma sensação de ausência pessoal, de culpa, parece que estou morrendo.........</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Será que errei ? </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Fui fofoqueira?? ( mas, a Garganta é muito escrota! )</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Seres enegéticos do Cosmos, me defendam da culpa, que está sendo gerada dentro de mim, mas no fundo, eu quero que essa garota se....( foda!)</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #8e7cc3;">- Mas, que o momento familiar de Garganta, véia, e modelão transcorra na melhor paz " mundana" amém!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;"> A neta "vaga" e o modelão "FDP" escutam a verborragia da véia.</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">O casal traíra se defende. Modelão dizendo que saiu do show com Garganta, que não aconteceu nada, e ela não estava se escondendo debaixo do casaco, o problema era pegar a umidade da noite e estragar sua " escova turmalina"( Tratamento capilar para alisar ,usado por Beyoncé, Madona, etc; ).</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">Avó se descompensa, irada, na sua narrativa engendram perspectivas sombrias. Lembranças de sua neta envolta numa atmosfera funesta melancolia - e aos berros ela grita:</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- VOCÊ NUNCA PRESTOU!, NETA MALÍGNA !!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Sempre querendo o que é meu. </span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Meus sapatos, minhas jóias, meu dinheiro, enfim, mas agora, pegou pesadão, maldita!!!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Você perdeu a noção, pegar meu modelão, ingrata! dos infernos!!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Quero esquecer que você existe. ( Pelo menos algumas horas apagada).</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em><strong><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Foco de frustrações de todas as minhas expectativas.</span></strong></em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Prefiro uma overdose de" florais", quero apagar mais naturalmente!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Vó dos infernos!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Não quero ser furada!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">- Velha malígna!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: magenta;">( Ele nem beija bem.... )</span></em></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">Modelão corre ao encontro da véia, que o rejeita completamente.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #e69138;">- Você é a véia da minha vida!!!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;">E a avó fudida com a ruptura do equilíbrio dinâmico com modelão, acaba de perceber o distúrbio dessa relação.</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #e69138;">- Modelão mui pirado : mas, eu te amo!!!! vamos esquecer esse episódio de nossas vidas, eu não te traí!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #cc0000;"> A avó:</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- Eu sei que fidelidade é como a ilusão de poder viver eternamente. Mas, a infidelidade é a morte!!!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong><em><span style="color: #f1c232;">- E eu, já te matei! suma daqui seu escroto!!!! que eu já estou ficando com a minha cabeça quente!</span></em></strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-10321228031471312472010-09-11T11:37:00.000-03:002010-09-11T11:37:03.694-03:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #3d85c6; font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><b>Deyse Réia numa deprê do caramba, sem menor possiblidade de superação das suas funções neurofuncionais. </b></i></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><b></b></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><b><br />
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</div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"><i><b>- Isso é o que eu chamo de ingratidão, depois que a Nona se libertou sumiu geral!!!</b></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</b></i></span></span></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Deyse Réia continua falando, com seu córtex pré-frontal com projeções neurais robustas, todo obstruído no processamento de sínteses cognitivas ( Tipo: muita maconha!)</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Como pode a Nona larga todo mundo assim, sem dar uma satisfação? </b></i></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><i><b>- O papo é que William Azulão Tá super amargurado.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYa_7GBq6cKRH-CL6mJLCPfMqZJXnuMbbgmkSojiOE2J_Y7yhftkAljqV40umTSatWd2iShXLhItjrrToOkVIp0xperb3tVAJZ-eR9gCa0K_zL-Wwax7Qa7BH8qXDI3cBFAVBbWwMLiurd/s1600/Imagem02+012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjYa_7GBq6cKRH-CL6mJLCPfMqZJXnuMbbgmkSojiOE2J_Y7yhftkAljqV40umTSatWd2iShXLhItjrrToOkVIp0xperb3tVAJZ-eR9gCa0K_zL-Wwax7Qa7BH8qXDI3cBFAVBbWwMLiurd/s320/Imagem02+012.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #c27ba0; text-align: center;"><i><b> - O pessoal da banda, que faz o show hoje, tá reclamando prá cacete que o cara fica aluado, querendo saber onde está a Nona. Se sente culpado com a idéia doida que ele deu, pediu até ajuda a Anne Lã.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> </b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7OsO5fTWZ8CG1rBIAMXFioZlIkrFyBe7Yz5NVD83iRZfN_QbypFxTI2hJ4fq-iCXadUWY9NdvkKLbKheXqUkLZrLWqDTAi-deFMy9SdXv-clx50dtApefUYCkdCkiGr01LI8DXPCpx6i/s1600/anne+l%C3%A3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-7OsO5fTWZ8CG1rBIAMXFioZlIkrFyBe7Yz5NVD83iRZfN_QbypFxTI2hJ4fq-iCXadUWY9NdvkKLbKheXqUkLZrLWqDTAi-deFMy9SdXv-clx50dtApefUYCkdCkiGr01LI8DXPCpx6i/s320/anne+l%C3%A3.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> </b></i></div><div style="color: cyan; text-align: center;"><i><b>(Anne Lã chateadona )</b></i></div><div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Já tô de saco cheio de ajudar...PORRA!!!!!!</b></i></div><div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Mas de qualquer forma já mandei uma expedição fazer as buscas.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"><i><b> ... mas, tenho certeza que pelo tempo de amizade com Nona, simplismente, essa cachorra está numa boa em algum lugar selvagem, fazendo maluquices!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: orange;">.... então, alguma desgraça realmente aconteceu, temos que ver se está morta de baixo de algum escombro. </span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"><i><b>Diante dessa situação Azulão panica!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Anne Lã tenta acalmar Azulão, dando a idéia de tomar um chopp depois do show com o pessoal.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> </b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Azulão responde: </b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Tudo bem vou tentar uns ingressos.</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: lime;">* </span>Pensamento nº 1 - é claro ! elas adoram 0800</b></i></div><div style="color: blue; text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: lime;">*</span>Pensamento nº 2 - Quem não gosta ?</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>|</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>|</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>|</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>|</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>|</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b style="color: lime;"> </b><span style="color: lime;">></span><b><span style="color: lime;"> </span><span style="color: purple;">Rolou o show .</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> <span style="color: lime;"> |</span></b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b> |</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b> |</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b> |</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: lime;"> ></span> <span style="color: purple;">Na saída....</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: left;"><i><b>...............Luana tá entornando geral!! mas, mesmo o seu radar no etílico, detecta a baixaria !!!</b></i></div><div style="color: #674ea7; text-align: left;"><i><b>- Caraca! olha quem tá saindo escondida do show ! </b></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Bela reconhece:</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #ffe599;">- É a vadia da Garganta! pegando o modelo vivo da véia!!!</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> </b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> <span style="color: #3d85c6;">Anne Lã não se conforma :</span></b></i></div><div style="color: orange; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Aquela FDP não precisa se esconder debaixo do casaco, tá na cara que é ela e o modelão.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><span style="color: #3d85c6;">Bela chora.</span> <span style="color: #6aa84f;">=( </span></b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>( Como sempre...)</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Bela não para de pensar insanamente e chora, depois reflete, podera, e chega a uma conclusão depois de chorar.</b></i></div><div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Vou ter que contar prá véia a piranha da neta que ela tem, mas antes tenho que tomar um reforço na minha Paroxetina e adicionar um pouco de Fernegan prá segurar a onda.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Bela toma coragem e detona a Garganta, contando a véia, que além dela ( a própria neta) tá saindo com seu peguete, ainda por cima é uma tremenda caloteira....e chora!</b></i></div><div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Aquela egoísta me pediu uns tingimentos para a peça que ela tava como assitente de figurino, mobilizei toda minha equipe ... e chora! </b></i></div><div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: center;"><i><b>- E ela não me paga. </b></i></div><div style="color: #ffe599; text-align: center;"><i><b>- O que, que eu faço?</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq27UmGwA5NDSyyizMAnxYUfc8QzJY-Yppoax1YNxcKXK9MNp4Z6wf4iSQFJmKYh8Ehyphenhyphen5lZSNYEUbU-lDvC-u_ejPzHd9Az6kpHbKfWgVcB3o7vgGcgcveI8KziT11cBls_swbdmiKoRd/s1600/Imagem02+007.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPq27UmGwA5NDSyyizMAnxYUfc8QzJY-Yppoax1YNxcKXK9MNp4Z6wf4iSQFJmKYh8Ehyphenhyphen5lZSNYEUbU-lDvC-u_ejPzHd9Az6kpHbKfWgVcB3o7vgGcgcveI8KziT11cBls_swbdmiKoRd/s320/Imagem02+007.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Onde foi que eu errei?</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Essa viada desorganiza as lógicas, ela tenta me descontruir!!!! um dia li Michel de Montaigne ( Filósofo e escritor francês Bordeaux) Dois estímulos se destacam no seu pensamento :</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>* A busca da verdade</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>* Paixão pela liberdade</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Olha bem o que o cara disse :</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> <span style="color: red;">" PROCUREMOS FAZER DE TUDO PARA QUE A VELHICE NÃO NOS SURPREENDA COM MAIS RUGAS NA ALMA DO QUE NO CORPO."</span></b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="color: #3d85c6; text-align: center;"><i><b>E a véia continua...</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>- E essa minha neta, filha da puta, é a própria falta de essência dentro de um espírito conturbado, essa menina é um veneno contra a prudência. </b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Que mal que eu fiz ???</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</div>Nona Bolenahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08352552396447057632noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2615403458847701403.post-19838025838013759822010-09-03T15:23:00.000-03:002010-09-03T15:45:14.160-03:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <i style="color: lime;"><b>Garganta resolve enfrentar o produtor.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNyr44O36zMcp7EPYN9FYesNCZTNXjM2Y9smHch7DcMrLSRYGK7mEn2ZIyCPOBTXQej3N9FFwIk7_VykJJVfgSpnHONsk5afYyzo72xcAJxDR7WDSvIFA2g_iq9I1UGdMwTwkZ3b_aUSLC/s1600/garganta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgNyr44O36zMcp7EPYN9FYesNCZTNXjM2Y9smHch7DcMrLSRYGK7mEn2ZIyCPOBTXQej3N9FFwIk7_VykJJVfgSpnHONsk5afYyzo72xcAJxDR7WDSvIFA2g_iq9I1UGdMwTwkZ3b_aUSLC/s320/garganta.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Como assim??? não mete minha avó nessa história !!!! pelo amor de Deus!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMp00J76oh2P_SCkPvyOaNTapOkqAVQbMYA4kjhCL3jtoeFq0QRs4-jL3e3bBkEwtFhElCOiUObnfNqW1vSU75DJbhi24FIZYmcgSOIhH1kh_WCKUEW2SXbyWO1DAnfImBP1Gdg-tVoT8/s1600/Imagem02+006.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihMp00J76oh2P_SCkPvyOaNTapOkqAVQbMYA4kjhCL3jtoeFq0QRs4-jL3e3bBkEwtFhElCOiUObnfNqW1vSU75DJbhi24FIZYmcgSOIhH1kh_WCKUEW2SXbyWO1DAnfImBP1Gdg-tVoT8/s320/Imagem02+006.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b> <span style="color: #666666;">O produtor se irrita:</span></b></i></div><div style="color: #e69138; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Minha querida!!! você acha que tá aqui pelo seu talento? </b></i></div><div style="color: #e69138; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Não minha jovem, você está, simplismente, porque conheço sua avó há muitos anos. E ela, me implorou por uma oportunidade, inclusive me falou de sua falta de cultura, falta de respeito, seus problemas com sua falta de limites, sobre sua ansiedade.............</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUL60TcBlQSgMRgpKmhyz2UehyphenhyphenfspeGr9DPY4ovTw9zfMQVLA_Zu43Zd2EthCiQJY3LM-Re0JdALSR2SI2k7aSU23FlOwsy2P2o81ToaGQVJagezld8FXYA6GFMrhGy-i876h9TACGjoY/s1600/garganta+%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUL60TcBlQSgMRgpKmhyz2UehyphenhyphenfspeGr9DPY4ovTw9zfMQVLA_Zu43Zd2EthCiQJY3LM-Re0JdALSR2SI2k7aSU23FlOwsy2P2o81ToaGQVJagezld8FXYA6GFMrhGy-i876h9TACGjoY/s200/garganta+%282%29.jpg" width="155" /></a></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>- TÔ TRANSTORNADA!!! </b></i></div><div style="color: #6aa84f; text-align: center;"><i><b>- E aquela vaca (avó) dizia que eu seria uma Elza Schiaparelli.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQsDDgOpWa9nZQ0VUcvlKmuciiBoEQljVNjPkkU_8DmjWRBkseE94w4Xxim6LTQQHwfZ5eCnLEbw_Ts7puql3BuFyBFtjcgAF0zWIM0FMS-Fw7KB35JqjfOsKhZOxhH2xCgf1uVjJ6PQ4/s1600/Imagem02+005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfQsDDgOpWa9nZQ0VUcvlKmuciiBoEQljVNjPkkU_8DmjWRBkseE94w4Xxim6LTQQHwfZ5eCnLEbw_Ts7puql3BuFyBFtjcgAF0zWIM0FMS-Fw7KB35JqjfOsKhZOxhH2xCgf1uVjJ6PQ4/s320/Imagem02+005.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"><i><b>( Ilustração do salão da casa de Elza Schiaparelli.)</b></i></div><div style="color: #741b47; text-align: center;"><i><b>( Aquarela de um pintor não identificado)</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #666666; text-align: center;"><i><b>O Produtor continua:</b></i></div><div style="color: #e69138; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Meu amorzinho, você não faz idéia da louca exuberância de Schiaparelli. Tente melhorar seus conhecimentos...agora, tenho que ir .......</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4K26x6p82S-bG0yHQiPFzPGXdbD8pz7KOLdw__gqSo5EbOlrMdESdYOG_Bqb1JjfrNZlXogCTWoztWcP2zrhwMdpvG5QBJ3rgMBJ-ztK86a3z1bvpW7prBAaJJ-UrS-3U6QF453-Na7S/s1600/Imagem02+004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEji4K26x6p82S-bG0yHQiPFzPGXdbD8pz7KOLdw__gqSo5EbOlrMdESdYOG_Bqb1JjfrNZlXogCTWoztWcP2zrhwMdpvG5QBJ3rgMBJ-ztK86a3z1bvpW7prBAaJJ-UrS-3U6QF453-Na7S/s320/Imagem02+004.jpg" /></a></div><div style="color: #e69138; text-align: center;"><i><b>...... lá fora, tenho muitos candidatos para entrevistar, e ocupar a sua vaga . xau! e mande um beijão prá véia.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ÓDIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b>- Poxa Garganta, não saber quem foi Schiaparelli, ela era a maior fodassa. Amiga da galera do Surrealismo, sabe aquele vestido das gavetinhas???</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Essa ilustração se transformou nesse vestido.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Ela, tinha amizade e era muito próxima a Salvador Dali, essa roupa tem uma relação com uma obra muito polêmica do artista.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b>Foi baseada nessa obra, por ser uma cópia da <u>Vênus de Milo</u>, que Dali coloca as gavetas, e com isso ele provoca questões referentes a beleza clássica, tão admirada na arte européia.</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="color: #b4a7d6; text-align: center;"><i><b>As Gavetas, sugerem o que está guardado, escondido, na mente, e para os surrealistas, não valia mais aquela versão de beleza equilibrada e harmoniosa das estátuas da antiguidade.</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUL60TcBlQSgMRgpKmhyz2UehyphenhyphenfspeGr9DPY4ovTw9zfMQVLA_Zu43Zd2EthCiQJY3LM-Re0JdALSR2SI2k7aSU23FlOwsy2P2o81ToaGQVJagezld8FXYA6GFMrhGy-i876h9TACGjoY/s1600/garganta+%282%29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigUL60TcBlQSgMRgpKmhyz2UehyphenhyphenfspeGr9DPY4ovTw9zfMQVLA_Zu43Zd2EthCiQJY3LM-Re0JdALSR2SI2k7aSU23FlOwsy2P2o81ToaGQVJagezld8FXYA6GFMrhGy-i876h9TACGjoY/s640/garganta+%282%29.jpg" width="500" /></a></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>PÁÁRAAAAAAAAAAA................</b></i></div><div style="color: lime; text-align: center;"><i><b>.....PELO AMOR DE DEUS!!!!!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
</b></i></div><div style="color: #cc0000; text-align: center;"><i><b>Vou enlouquecer!!!!! coisa mais complexa !!!!</b></i></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><b><br />
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