<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:49:59.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Talking trash //</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-5391225200622134761</id><published>2008-11-16T13:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T14:07:14.878-08:00</updated><title type='text'>frases da semana</title><content type='html'>- não cara, a próxima sexta feira 13 é segunda que vem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ela me dá muita sorte, como um rabo de coelho&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-5391225200622134761?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5391225200622134761/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=5391225200622134761' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5391225200622134761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5391225200622134761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/11/frases-da-semana.html' title='frases da semana'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-4970770692479321881</id><published>2008-10-19T12:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T12:34:28.542-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>que tipo de pessoa põe no nick do msn: "te amo by ciclano de tal" ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que coisa mais brega. juro que me lembra aquelas marcas de roupa pobre, eca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-4970770692479321881?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4970770692479321881/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=4970770692479321881' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4970770692479321881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4970770692479321881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/10/que-tipo-de-pessoa-pe-no-nick-do-msn-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-531977268020779175</id><published>2008-09-13T22:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T22:03:31.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>É incrível como uma amiga minha nunca tá no msn, e quando finalmente fica "on",  tá tomando banho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu me pergunto se a desgraçada nunca viu um chuveiro, porque não é possível.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-531977268020779175?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/531977268020779175/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=531977268020779175' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/531977268020779175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/531977268020779175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/incrvel-como-uma-amiga-minha-nunca-t-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-7800667811911606377</id><published>2008-09-13T21:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:57:55.171-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases aleatórias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Água líquida é aquela agua sólida :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Juliana, juno, gil..tudo começa com J&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Eu vi aquele filme do pianista fantasma! (se referindo ao fantasma da Ópera)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Que foi? embarcou na árvore de Noé?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-7800667811911606377?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7800667811911606377/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=7800667811911606377' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7800667811911606377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7800667811911606377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/09/minha-me-agua-lquida-aquela-agua-slida.html' title='Frases aleatórias'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-5826756256776402641</id><published>2008-02-06T14:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T21:58:53.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabe o que eu acabei de perceber?&lt;br /&gt;Todo seriado criminal, quando os parentes trazem fotos das pessoas desaparecidas ou das vítimas&lt;br /&gt;as fotos tão sempre em perfeita qualidade, a pessoa tá linda, maquiada, numa paisagem perfeita.&lt;br /&gt;Parece até foto de ensaio fotografico!&lt;br /&gt;o que me leva a pensar:&lt;br /&gt;Os americanos devem fazer um ensaio fotografico por mês, pra se um dia forem assassinados, ou sequestrados, a família ter uma boa foto pra mostrar pra polícia.&lt;br /&gt;Só pode!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-5826756256776402641?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5826756256776402641/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=5826756256776402641' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5826756256776402641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5826756256776402641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/02/sabe-o-que-eu-acabei-de-perceber-todo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-8337591093629867176</id><published>2008-02-03T20:06:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:19:31.361-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos, amigos...(2)</title><content type='html'>Porque raios eu só faço amizades estranhas? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como por exemplo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a guria que tem uma mãe que tinha r$ 5.000 guardado numa bolsa na gaveta da cozinha, e escondia isto do marido, que achou que ela tinha um amante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a guria que se atraca com pilastras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aquela que tem tara por anões, e namora um alemão que é uma mistura de Supla com Elvis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aquele guri que era stalker da rita lee e parecia o grilo falante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aquela fica contando que foi miss berçário na balada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- aquele que achava que falar 'tatata tata tata ta' no msn me faria adivinhar qual era o ritmo da música.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ou aquelas que são maníacas-depressivas e acham que eu tenho que ficar tomando conta delas, e desenvolvem uma certa obceção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, as pessoas que aparecem na minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Cada um que eu tenho que aguentar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-8337591093629867176?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8337591093629867176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=8337591093629867176' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/8337591093629867176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/8337591093629867176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/02/amigos-amigos2.html' title='Amigos, amigos...(2)'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-1446454190071359677</id><published>2008-02-03T19:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T20:20:01.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ei, ô da latinha!</title><content type='html'>você, amigo catador de latinha na praia, amigo vendedor de refrigerante, te dou um recado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se você colocar de novo um bando de isopor no meio do ônibus, ocupar quatro bancos com seus sacos de latinha num ônibus lotado em horário de pico com trânsito ruim por causa do carnaval, e ainda me olhar de cara feia, eu juro por todos os chocolates feitos pelos oompa loompas que eu vou enfiar as latinhas uma por uma no seu precioso cu.&lt;br /&gt;sacou?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-1446454190071359677?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1446454190071359677/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=1446454190071359677' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1446454190071359677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1446454190071359677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/02/voc-amigo-catador-de-latinha-na-praia.html' title='ei, ô da latinha!'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-2291336426429922812</id><published>2008-02-03T19:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T19:55:53.827-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok. eu sumi, eu sei.&lt;br /&gt;mas não me contive:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BARRACO NO BBB GALERE!&lt;br /&gt;(ok digam que bbb é ruim, me joguem tomates, mas aquela porra vicia e eu não consigo parar de ver)&lt;br /&gt;a edição tá uma merda, os participantes são samambaias e gigogas sem sal, mas finalmente um barraco decente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E spero sinceramente que cuca e fernando fiquem na casa!&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ver sangue, a galere toda se chingando, conchavos, panelas, ódios declarados, morte, veneno e espuma caindo das bocas, povo quase se batendo, barracos épicos! (666)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se eu quizesse ver gente feliz e amiguinha eu ia ver lual na praia porra!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-2291336426429922812?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/2291336426429922812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=2291336426429922812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/2291336426429922812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/2291336426429922812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2008/02/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-3623578973129022444</id><published>2007-12-20T18:41:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:44:55.435-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos, amigos, esdruchulices a parte</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ju&lt;/span&gt; : 'ah , porque lá em casa todo mundo é vivo.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será que é só na casa dela, ou em outros lugares existem pessoas vivas também?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Dani&lt;/span&gt;: "e ele disse que aquilo era ovomatilde"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me vê uma matilde de chocolate por favor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-3623578973129022444?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3623578973129022444/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=3623578973129022444' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/3623578973129022444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/3623578973129022444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/12/ju-ah-porque-l-em-casa-todo-mundo-vivo.html' title='Amigos, amigos, esdruchulices a parte'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-8481820687102402312</id><published>2007-12-20T18:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T18:41:47.454-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMFG, socorro!&lt;br /&gt;meu ouvido quase teve um derrame agora quando ouvi house dublado!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-8481820687102402312?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-6271030259978591628</id><published>2007-11-30T15:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T15:58:03.214-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Novelas, novelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;#             retrô                drops.     diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHAIOAOIAPHAIAA&lt;br /&gt;IOHAOPIHAAOIAAIOPA geeente me acabei de rir com a novela agora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nazaré renata sorah diz: filha quer café?&lt;br /&gt;filha diz: não, leite a noite me dá sono&lt;br /&gt;guri dos olhos claros diz: não tem problema não, e tb troco as apalvras as vezes&lt;br /&gt;nazaré renata sorah diz: pq? vc tb é disléxico?&lt;br /&gt;IOAHIOAAHIPAIOHAAIOHAHAOAHIOA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-k   R    éuzinha     HAHAHA diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UAIHAIUHAIUAHIUAHAUIHAIUAHUIAHAIUHAIUAHIUA&lt;br /&gt;nunca vi essa novela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;#             retrô                drops.     diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu não vejo,mais adoro acompanhar as tendências sabe?&lt;br /&gt;antes a tendência era ter sindrome de down&lt;br /&gt;depois foi ser bebel da vida&lt;br /&gt;agora é ser disléxico!&lt;br /&gt;magina que eu ia ficar de fora?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-6271030259978591628?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6271030259978591628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=6271030259978591628' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6271030259978591628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6271030259978591628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/11/novelas-novelas.html' title='Novelas, novelas'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-6579271345525542974</id><published>2007-11-17T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:07:58.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Arrume Tudo e Pare com isso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 241px; height: 492px;" src="http://www.ealecrim.net/wp-images/tvcultura/parecomisso.jpg" class="borderimage" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje , jogando no nostalgiando, me deparei com um dos meus desenhos preferidos quando criança.&lt;br /&gt;O nome do desenho e dos personagens são as broncas que as mães dão nas crianças. Olha que foda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Pare com Isso e Arrume Tudo! E esses são seus amigos: Penteie seu cabelo, Lave seu Rosto, Brinque Lá Fora e seu brinquedo favorito, O pequenino Fique Calmo, e o chato Agora Não!, As duas abelhas Sossega e Silêncio, o dorminhoco Vá Para a Cama e Não Faça Isso, Tome Cuidado, Coma as Verduras, Escove os Dentes, e o Grande e briguento EU DISSE NÃO".&lt;br /&gt;No começo do desenho, quando o locutor falava esse nome, eu acompanhava e na hora de dizer "EU DISSE NÃO", eu falava junto :)&lt;br /&gt;Além do melhor personagem de todos, o único talvez que tivesse fala (pois o desenho era  narrado), era o arrume tudo, o roxo que só fazia :"BAAAAAAAAAAAHN!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e achei &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=elkljnwe1vw"&gt; vídeo do desenho no youtube &lt;/a&gt; também.&lt;br /&gt;REalmente, eu sou uma criança feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-6579271345525542974?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/6579271345525542974/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=6579271345525542974' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6579271345525542974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6579271345525542974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/11/pare-com-isso-e-arrume-tudo.html' title='Arrume Tudo e Pare com isso!'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-8608245685714192860</id><published>2007-11-13T05:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T05:13:51.689-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;You Are Paper&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img style="width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/paper.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crafty and creative, you are able to adapt freely to almost any situation.&lt;br /&gt;People tend to underestimate you, unless they've truly seen what you are capable of.&lt;br /&gt;Deep down, you're always scheming and thinking up new plans. Your mind is constantly active.&lt;br /&gt;You are quite capable of anything you dream of. You can always figure out  a way to get what you want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can wrap a rock person up in your sheet of trickery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A scissor person can sneak up and cut you to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you fight: No one can anticipate your next move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If someone makes you mad: You'll attack them mercilessly when they're unprepared&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourockpaperorscissorsquiz/"&gt;Are You Rock, Paper, or Scissors?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 102);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Cara, eu sou um papel!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-8608245685714192860?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8608245685714192860/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=8608245685714192860' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/8608245685714192860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/8608245685714192860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/11/you-are-paper-crafty-and-creative-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-1709344896024281789</id><published>2007-10-26T18:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T18:46:17.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Virgindade em pacote.</title><content type='html'>Estes dias na aula de marketing, enquanto ele falava sobre como a invenção das fitinhas no biscoito foi ótima, eu,  como sempre,  fiquei viajando e cheguei a conclusão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Virgindade é como um pacote de biscoitos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Você primeiro tem que tirar a fitinha vermelha, pra depois comer o que tem dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;veja bem, o primeiro biscoito do pacote sempre vem todo quebrado, destruído.&lt;br /&gt;os outros saem com mais facilidade.&lt;br /&gt;tem gente que abre o pacote pelo lado errado.&lt;br /&gt;tem pacote que passa de mão em mão.&lt;br /&gt;tem pacote que só uma pessoa come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e no final..tudo que sobra são farelos.&lt;br /&gt;e pessoas empanturradas de tanto comer biscoito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me disseram no msn que hoje em dia está dificil de encontrar pacotes com fitinhas, então criarei o &lt;u&gt;Movimento das Com Fitinhas&lt;/u&gt;, onde garotas/mulheres que preservam sua fitinha contaram suas histórias.&lt;br /&gt;e se você, que já teve sua fitinha retirada quizer participar, não fique triste.&lt;br /&gt;avalie: se não abriram a parte de trás do seu pacote, você não perdeu sua fitinha, ela apenas mudou de lugar. ;D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-1709344896024281789?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1709344896024281789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=1709344896024281789' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1709344896024281789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1709344896024281789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/10/virgindade-em-pacote.html' title='Virgindade em pacote.'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-779271326499050583</id><published>2007-10-24T06:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T06:34:38.794-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Salve-se quem puder!!&lt;br /&gt;É o dilúvio no Rio de Janeiro!!&lt;br /&gt;Cadê a arca de Noé gente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não via estas chuvas desde o tempo que morava em Sampa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-779271326499050583?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/779271326499050583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=779271326499050583' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/779271326499050583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/779271326499050583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/10/salve-se-quem-puder-o-dilvio-no-rio-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-1200489040410735385</id><published>2007-10-16T15:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T15:11:53.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filosofias de banheiro.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-             retrô                drops.     says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu sei como é :/&lt;br /&gt;IOAHOAHAHIAOHAAIOAOA&lt;br /&gt;este tipo de dúvida é literalmente um cocô&lt;br /&gt;incomoda dentro pra gnt&lt;br /&gt;e qdo a gnt pensa em por pra fora&lt;br /&gt;parece q vai virar uma merda maior ainda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cara, eu me espanto com minhas filosofias de vez em quando..&lt;br /&gt;Alias, porque será que eu sempre penso m coisas filosoficas envolvendo comparações com merdas, peidos e afins?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-1200489040410735385?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1200489040410735385/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=1200489040410735385' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1200489040410735385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1200489040410735385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/10/filosofias-de-banheiro.html' title='Filosofias de banheiro.'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-3170965247646713477</id><published>2007-10-10T06:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:52:44.454-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropa de elite</title><content type='html'>Fui só eu que gostei tanto de tropa de elite que fiquei com vontade de usar o saquinho e a tática de queimar a pessoa no pneu  todos os meus queridos desafetos? (6)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-3170965247646713477?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3170965247646713477/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=3170965247646713477' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/3170965247646713477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/3170965247646713477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/10/tropa-de-elite.html' title='Tropa de elite'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-5196909463356428342</id><published>2007-10-10T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:49:42.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Urucubaca detected</title><content type='html'>Qual é a melhor forma de se passar uma segunda feira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; passar mal o dia todo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;ter que ir a faculdade fazer uma prova da qual você não sabe nada, e estar tão zonzo que vê as letrinhas dançando macarena na sua frente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; ir a emergência mais próxima da sua casa cheia de dor,falar todos os seus sintomas, e o médico só te perguntar:&lt;br /&gt;'o que foi que você comeu?' ¬¬"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;o mesmo médico mandar você, que tem pavor de agulha, ficar uma hora tomando&lt;br /&gt;soro na veia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; durante estes 60 intermináveis minutos, ter um velhinho catavérico ao seu lado gritando a plenos pulmões:&lt;br /&gt;' GEOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOORGE, Ô GEOOOOOOOOOOOOOORGE. CADÊ VOCÊ MEU FILHO?&lt;br /&gt;VENHA ME VER, QUE EU TÔ DOENTE E NÃO POSSO ME LEVANTAR.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;ter que passar os mesmo 60 minutos imaginando se George é o amante gay do velhinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O médico tira a agulha e SURPRESA! Seu braço está preto!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Começar a melhorar e bam! Suas pernas começaram a doer de tal forma, que você não consegue levantar da cama nem pra ir ao banheiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, as segundas-feiras. Sempre enchendo a semana de esperança :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-5196909463356428342?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/5196909463356428342/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=5196909463356428342' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5196909463356428342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/5196909463356428342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/10/urucubaca-detected.html' title='Urucubaca detected'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-1516690938900385927</id><published>2007-09-11T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T18:51:49.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brilha, brilha</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- hello sunshine    says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xuxu: vc é tendencia, vc é lindo , vc brilha&lt;br /&gt;we shine together&lt;br /&gt;;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;-                                 dan says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hauhaua&lt;br /&gt;tah bom, vou fingir que acredito&lt;br /&gt;e tendencia nós somos&lt;br /&gt;+)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;- hello sunshine    says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;POAJOPAJOPAJOPAJOPAJAJJAPAJPJAPJA&lt;br /&gt;vc brilha realmente.&lt;br /&gt;eu sei que eu brilho&lt;br /&gt;minha pele é oleosa&lt;br /&gt;brilha p cacete&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-1516690938900385927?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/1516690938900385927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=1516690938900385927' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1516690938900385927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/1516690938900385927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/09/brilha-brilha.html' title='brilha, brilha'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-4772658679901639769</id><published>2007-09-08T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T20:22:27.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pavarotti.</title><content type='html'>A morte do pavarotti me lembrou o que um conhecido me disse uma vez, a beira da piscina, enquanto tocava uma música de Zezé de Camargo e Luciano com Julio Iglesias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Julio Iglesias né? é um dos três tenores. Pavarotti, Julio Iglesias e um outro lá."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-4772658679901639769?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4772658679901639769/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=4772658679901639769' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4772658679901639769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4772658679901639769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/09/pavarotti.html' title='Pavarotti.'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-6066241438770895881</id><published>2007-09-08T07:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-08T08:01:02.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h246/pizzalaranja/orkut-1.png" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque raios o orkut faz tenta questão que a gente saiba da vida dos outros?&lt;br /&gt;Eu não sei se o mais irritante é este negócio gigaaante na minha home, ou se é uma criaturinha de 12 anos que fica atualizando a cada 5 minutos. ¬¬"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-6066241438770895881?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6066241438770895881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/6066241438770895881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/09/porque-raios-o-orkut-faz-tenta-questo.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-4924825621491472573</id><published>2007-08-24T16:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:48:45.855-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que só acontecem comigo:</title><content type='html'>Sabe aquela teoria de que qualquer pessoa na Terra pode ser relacionada com qualquer outra através de uma cadeia de seis pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pois então:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situação 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; a puta da sua faculdade é derepente a "bff" de uma puta que estudou com você no pré vestibular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situação 2:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; sua amiga namora um cara e os dois são perseguidos pela ex namorada psicótica e com olhar demoníaco. A ex namorada psicótica é aquela menina quietinha, bonitinha e santinha que estudava com você no pré vestibular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;situação 3 e mais bizonha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; um cara que estudou no mesmo colégio que você, mora no mesmo bairro que você, vai estudar na mesma faculdade, mesmo turno, mesmas aulas e mesmo curso que você.  e ele simplesmente é namorado de uma ex ficante do teu ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jeová, afasta esta teoria de mim, que eu tô com medo. :~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-4924825621491472573?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4924825621491472573/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=4924825621491472573' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4924825621491472573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4924825621491472573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/08/coisas-que-s-acontecem-comigo.html' title='Coisas que só acontecem comigo:'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-7444151428919642334</id><published>2007-08-24T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T16:38:08.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O prazer de estar em casa sexta a noite.</title><content type='html'>Se resume em derepente sua mãe olhar pra você e dizer com desespero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;"-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Jesus, tive um AVC da letra F&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;!! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;depois de muita risada (da minha parte) ela continua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Eu tô preocupada com o meu F. Além de eu esquecer como se esqucreve ele ele tá todo torto e troncho coitado."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IAHIOAHAHIOAHAIOAHIOAIOAIOA.&lt;br /&gt;mamãe: me fazendo ter ataques de risos desde 1988.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-7444151428919642334?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7444151428919642334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=7444151428919642334' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7444151428919642334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7444151428919642334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/08/o-prazer-de-estar-em-casa-sexta-noite.html' title='O prazer de estar em casa sexta a noite.'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-4416552347149529270</id><published>2007-08-19T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:49:06.779-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aqui em casa somos cheios de demonstrações de carinho.&lt;br /&gt;como acertar o olho ao invés de fazer carinho no rosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ê beleza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-4416552347149529270?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/4416552347149529270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=4416552347149529270' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4416552347149529270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/4416552347149529270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/08/aqui-em-casa-somos-cheios-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-4654847974160383352</id><published>2007-08-06T18:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:42:34.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>pan pan pan pan.</title><content type='html'>novos nomes do para-pan:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pré-pan&lt;br /&gt;pós-pan&lt;br /&gt;tetraplégico-pan&lt;br /&gt;deficiente-pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ô beleza.&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-4654847974160383352?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-7785526466173917188</id><published>2007-08-05T14:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T15:50:37.551-07:00</updated><title type='text'>m s n.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;M.a.n.g.á.h_C.a.ó.t.i.c.a.&lt;/span&gt;  diz:&lt;br /&gt;vcs se resilvam pra alugar o filme.&lt;br /&gt;mas lembrem!&lt;br /&gt;amanhã é fim de semana&lt;br /&gt;e os filés saem mais cedo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;perigosa perua  &lt;/span&gt;diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;kkkpapáp´kap´kpa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-                  dan&lt;/span&gt;  diz:&lt;br /&gt;o plus me lembrou cuzcuz e me deu vontade de comer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h246/pizzalaranja/emoticons%20blog/humpf.gif" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 0);"&gt;You have successfully received C:\Documents and Settings\Meus documentos\My Received Files\41992751.jpg from - &lt;/span&gt;                                dan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(21:40)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; -    dan &lt;/span&gt;diz:&lt;br /&gt;essa foto eh ridicula&lt;br /&gt;(21:43) &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;-             tonks &lt;/span&gt;diz:&lt;br /&gt;tu era até preto mané&lt;br /&gt;IOAHOIAHOIAHA&lt;br /&gt;mickael jackson totaaaal.&lt;br /&gt;de preto com cabelo ruim, ficou moreno claro com cabelo liso.&lt;br /&gt;HAOIHAIOHAIOHAIOHIOAHOA.&lt;br /&gt;(21:44)&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - dan&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;eu era mó cidade de Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;4. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(F)  fulana diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coloque uma lesma antes de seu nick em respeito as lesmas que morrem de fome e sede no deserto. Se você não colocar, a grande lesma sagrada te fará uma visita a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(h) com as novinhas passo mau, eh pal na buceta buceta no pal ( h) adicionou você no msn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Creia em Deus pai todo poderoso. &lt;img src="http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h246/pizzalaranja/emoticons%20blog/hs.jpg" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a cada dia mais eu temo meu msn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-7785526466173917188?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/7785526466173917188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4215884311364256856&amp;postID=7785526466173917188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7785526466173917188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4215884311364256856/posts/default/7785526466173917188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/2007/08/m-s-n.html' title='m s n.'/><author><name>Gil Castilho</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i66.photobucket.com/albums/h246/pizzalaranja/emoticons%20blog/th_humpf.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-1794687196334504186</id><published>2007-07-31T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T08:26:11.142-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pérolas do final de semana</title><content type='html'>-A criatura vê as ondas de ressaca e diz:&lt;br /&gt;"As ondas tão morrendo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Você tá parecendo um ar-condicionado"&lt;br /&gt;tradução: Você tá parecendo o Roberto Carlos com uma perna só.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-" Eu vou tentar imprimir seu papel, mas a minha professora é um cu"&lt;br /&gt;tradução: a impressora do Dani é uma bosta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-1794687196334504186?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-8590955610182025835</id><published>2007-07-27T22:00:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T22:00:51.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 0);"&gt;-                     dan says&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;se peidar do meu lado amanha na casa da juh eu enfio uma rolha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah, como é bonita a amizade.. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-8590955610182025835?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/8590955610182025835/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lT4lkyF84n8/SinCVj1TaqI/AAAAAAAAAzo/TnAbyNox2Xs/S220/blah08979%2B749.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4215884311364256856.post-3442338456699682346</id><published>2007-07-27T18:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T18:45:14.649-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>minha mãe: -não tem aquelas pessoas que gostam de dor?&lt;br /&gt;eu: - sei lá, isso aí é contigo.&lt;br /&gt;minha mãe: - comigo nada porra, tá achando que eu sou o que?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, o amor materno. *____*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4215884311364256856-3442338456699682346?l=corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://corramprasmontanhas.blogspot.com/feeds/3442338456699682346/comments/default' title='Postar 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