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Eugénio de andradeEntre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.comBlogger163125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-50500168190445835712012-08-13T22:42:00.001+01:002012-08-13T22:42:37.532+01:00Bitter and so Sweet<b>
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- As formigas aqui são XXL!<br />
- Já sei as músicas de cor..."e se elas querem um abraço ou um beijinhjo..."<br />
- Come vegetais, fazem bem!<br />
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<br />Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-51118472573231993222012-06-28T21:36:00.000+01:002012-06-28T21:36:18.723+01:00A tocar...<span style="font-size: x-small;">dentro de mim...</span><br />
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Sábado a comemorar o São João em Alfama, com a boa da sardinha! (pequenina, como se quer)<br />
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Domingo, rumo a Coimbra ver a Madonna, almoço na Batalha (não foi mau). Chegadas à cidade dos estudantes, dormir à beira do Mondego... com os bichos: mosquitos, formigas, e sei lá mais o quê! (mas houve quem dormisse!)<br />
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<br />Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-84522274427572580022012-03-05T21:37:00.006+00:002012-03-05T22:21:07.433+00:00Quem diz...<div><br />... que não escrevo...<br /><br /><br />Pois aqui estou eu a 'vincar' a minha reivindicação, ainda não contra a Troika, mas a quem diz que não escrevo.<br />Gosto de escrever, de contar (de preferência €), de falar, conversar horas... há sempre mais uma história. <br /><br />Estou de bem com a vida, e ela sorri-me.<br /><br />O ano de 2012 decididamente é bom para os capricornianos (finalmente, tinha de chegar o ano)!<br /><br />Pedir mais? É melhor não, ainda sai o tiro pelo outro lado...<br /><br /></div><div> </div><div><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMpcSHK4EL11GyHOI9QaeWXSPDyWWV9oWtC2QJFjJ4DaFNCnyyz2PyQz1w5j8bmIlfuhn3Itrc6IIEh4cJruxJXT84KVwOJjU1ewm4ctOlqGFmzsiNJ8zdcWcl-qR2lbqImceP/s1600/CIMG2371.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; height: 150px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5716538129535967202" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMpcSHK4EL11GyHOI9QaeWXSPDyWWV9oWtC2QJFjJ4DaFNCnyyz2PyQz1w5j8bmIlfuhn3Itrc6IIEh4cJruxJXT84KVwOJjU1ewm4ctOlqGFmzsiNJ8zdcWcl-qR2lbqImceP/s200/CIMG2371.JPG" /><div align="left"> </div></a></div></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p><br />(no norte... com frio e calor)</span></div>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-87629591019326194382012-02-16T22:01:00.003+00:002012-02-16T22:09:00.308+00:00A música...<p><br />...que não sai de mim...<br /><br /><br /><br /><iframe width="500" height="280" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/LrNz37uc7kc?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe><br /><br /><p><br /><p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-16593992519333976922012-02-13T22:20:00.003+00:002012-02-13T22:33:59.997+00:00Feliz dia...... dos NAMORADOS<br /><br />Mais um dia de compras desenfreadas, de bonequinhos, coraçõezinhos, e todos os -inhos que conheço!<br /><br />...moreeeeeeeeeeee<br />...morezinhooooooo<br />...docinhaaaaaaaaa<br />...vidinhaaaaaaaaa<br /><br />E muito outros..., passaria a noite a escrever sobre todos os inhos que não gosto.<br /><br />É como o BEIJO, é beijo (com ganas, como costumo dizer, com a boca, com lábios...), não digo beijinho (o significado não é o mesmo, para mim, claro) significado de beijo a periquito(?).<br />Nem os meus gatos dão beijinhos!<br /><br />Chega de dissertar sobre... 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width: 212px; height: 320px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703805922514539426" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFltCkqd6jSb1Sx5mf3MFtxfRwUaiez7v5ub3-HPZb-ML_oudcNkuZ6J4ALNdEdGe5VCwGmQgHQS2Biu4hvSywVB15z-JDvbuuVYFILAksW5v6U9WDYFo_wnFhYRgiEFk_l4j4/s320/Filipe_pilotto_1.jpg" /></a><br /><p align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;">" </span></strong>Quem disser que pode amar alguém durante a vida inteira é porque mente.<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">"</span></strong><br /></span></p><p><br /></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="right"><span style="font-size:65%;">Frase de Florbela Espanca; Fotografia de Filipe Pilotto</span></p><p><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-50326743514067200222012-01-20T23:03:00.007+00:002012-01-23T19:21:34.850+00:00...<div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgppgv8v0sxZoHTFgCQTuDFcm4SIkszSU5_zKLe_vPPAzSX3Xx64NjBS7XLi0PYsF29Hu-u06MPC41JMsV9ppavEjVB8xMelbj_6PpSMnHuYF8uR-tA4EoLKs6LEGVCg3J2LDf5/s1600/Sunset-on-Another-Place%252C+Martin_lawrance.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"></span><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 320px; height: 230px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699854865892028642" border="0" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgppgv8v0sxZoHTFgCQTuDFcm4SIkszSU5_zKLe_vPPAzSX3Xx64NjBS7XLi0PYsF29Hu-u06MPC41JMsV9ppavEjVB8xMelbj_6PpSMnHuYF8uR-tA4EoLKs6LEGVCg3J2LDf5/s320/Sunset-on-Another-Place%252C+Martin_lawrance.jpg" /></a></div><div> </div><div align="center"><br /><p><br /><p><br /><br />SE TU VIESSES VER-ME...<br /><p><br /><p><br />Se tu viesses ver-me hoje à tardinha,<br />A essa hora dos mágicos cansaços,<br />Quando a noite de manso se avizinha,<br />E me prendesses toda nos teus braços...</div><div align="center"><br />Quando me lembra: esse sabor que tinha<br />A tua boca... o eco dos teus passos...<br />O teu riso de fonte... os teus abraços...<br />Os teus beijos... a tua mão na minha...</div><div align="center"><br />Se tu viesses quando, linda e louca,<br />Traça as linhas dulcíssimas dum beijo<br />E é de seda vermelha e canta e ri </div><div align="center"><br />E é como um cravo ao sol na minha boca...<br />Quando os olhos se me cerram de desejo...<br />E os meus braços se estendem para ti...<br /></div><div> </div><br /><p><br /><span style="font-size:85%;">(Fotografia de Martin Lawrance; Poema de Florbela Espanca)</span><p> </p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-33091301901205178712012-01-17T19:45:00.004+00:002012-01-17T19:54:39.039+00:00Perdóname<p><br /><p><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EFMojiDY2k?version=3&feature=player_detailpage"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"><embed height="344" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8EFMojiDY2k?version=3&feature=player_detailpage" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></object><br /><p> <br /><p> <br /><p><br /><span style="font-size:60%;">A música que me acompanha nos últimos dias...</span><p><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-14098809794216787942010-04-13T21:25:00.005+01:002010-04-13T21:37:45.573+01:00Hoje, porque é o dia...</><br /></><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"><strong>... um beijo da cor do mar...</strong></span></div><div align="left"><strong><span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"></span></strong></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"></span></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"></div><div align="left"><span style="font-size:180%;color:#006600;"><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></><br /></><br /></><br /></><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;">Todos os dias são dias de beijar!</span></div></span>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-89413427059018183382008-09-09T19:39:00.012+01:002008-09-09T20:05:28.735+01:00Eu vou...!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTgMEP7kYL2WfAxdR2Cr_3YziR9dpioSNEI52tQmThKOQdieHnPer846ysaT0iOa2XH8J9fAyaD8w_xjMa-yZU86mOmEqkBalwE7kVdKulU25WJFQZKEUeEwXD_W6AkyJh0Q4_/s1600-h/Madonna_n.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244095131354733778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTgMEP7kYL2WfAxdR2Cr_3YziR9dpioSNEI52tQmThKOQdieHnPer846ysaT0iOa2XH8J9fAyaD8w_xjMa-yZU86mOmEqkBalwE7kVdKulU25WJFQZKEUeEwXD_W6AkyJh0Q4_/s400/Madonna_n.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="left"></p><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ36jMOv0wGW6UYeZRdLRgP87w4txRqmYMhuNLR3mzUFMKfF-vpPIRGbEm1ukjmcaqGmagigxn2OgIZKYxRQETNUa5doxBCL9oRRnLLOki0z_QslvG0S58SwIteHpSFWNmBsGs/s1600-h/Madonna_80.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244094941288167602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJ36jMOv0wGW6UYeZRdLRgP87w4txRqmYMhuNLR3mzUFMKfF-vpPIRGbEm1ukjmcaqGmagigxn2OgIZKYxRQETNUa5doxBCL9oRRnLLOki0z_QslvG0S58SwIteHpSFWNmBsGs/s400/Madonna_80.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-OE_hWirg6AaRlMqMcNGEPMytLnuQP28-dtI7RTWdnnc3sLJuAi_zTeHfh_9V00pNlOCd9iz9W2IXsxYVJqTOSQ1BKjmn5OE_4pLnYFs00qPomorGLgxALOlpvJZ80Prgt_4Z/s1600-h/Madonna_1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244093586766701970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-OE_hWirg6AaRlMqMcNGEPMytLnuQP28-dtI7RTWdnnc3sLJuAi_zTeHfh_9V00pNlOCd9iz9W2IXsxYVJqTOSQ1BKjmn5OE_4pLnYFs00qPomorGLgxALOlpvJZ80Prgt_4Z/s400/Madonna_1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5BYaFIB51ERrngyNxjRMg8dV4GYUeOW87_2Mh9rMxWisGq6utTC58v8KfGY8dCXumVtwfOZ2Fk3ja2xV3MH_M1K2rDz1DOk_B94ipPjv56Ua__wCqA6ShAjvCQWc2MB0aGO-E/s1600-h/Madonna_2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244093494686922114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5BYaFIB51ERrngyNxjRMg8dV4GYUeOW87_2Mh9rMxWisGq6utTC58v8KfGY8dCXumVtwfOZ2Fk3ja2xV3MH_M1K2rDz1DOk_B94ipPjv56Ua__wCqA6ShAjvCQWc2MB0aGO-E/s400/Madonna_2.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div></div><div><br />Desta vez não me escapa...!<br /><br /><br />A mulher camaleão... </div><div></div><div></div><div></div><br /><p><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(imagens retiradas do google)</span></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-618470251676007312008-08-31T15:24:00.005+01:002008-08-31T15:35:03.621+01:00Quero mais férias...!<p><br /><p align="justify"><br /><br />De volta...<br />As férias foram muito boas (poderiam ser óptimas, mas...), praia, sol, chuva, descanso, comida saudável... sabe sempre a pouco... </p><p align="justify"><br /><br /><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&hl=pt-br&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /><p><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-44825680644261872862008-07-16T00:36:00.003+01:002008-07-16T00:45:51.217+01:00Rir...<p><br /><p><br /><br />... é o melhor remédio.<br /><br />Depois dum início de semana atribulado, com uma ida à polícia de investigação criminal, um taxista louco e um jantar com chefias... começou mal!<br /><br /><br />Nada como... a nova versão da música 'Without You' de Mariah Carey.<br /><p><br /><p><br /><br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_RgL2MKfWTo&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><p><br /><p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-65521962647308692102008-06-23T20:17:00.006+01:002008-06-23T20:43:58.176+01:00Por vezes...<p align="justify"><br /></p><p align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;"><br /></span></p><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">... o melhor é ficar em casa!<br /><br />Saída no sábado com uma amiga. (algo diferente, caseiras em demasia também faz mal) Tive a ideia brilhante de ir ao indiano favorito, perto da casa dos bicos.<br /><br />Chegadas ao marquês, Av. da Liberdade fechada (não seja por isso, vamos pelo outro lado), rumamos à Almirante Reis e descemos... baixa completamente inundada, ruas fechadas... (havia uma corrida qualquer, da luz... mas à noite? será por causa do calor? ou para iluminar a cidade ainda mais?) pensar noutro restaurante para jantar.</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Bairro!<br />Lá vamos nós, caminho inverso, finalmente aterrámos no Agito.<br />Após jantar e meia dúzia de passos no bairro... casa?<br />Claro!<br />Alguém enganou-se no caminho e desaguamos na 24 de Julho, um trânsito horrendo... ( o que mais podia acontecer?)<br />Alguém dizia: com sorte nem saberemos porque estamos paradas à horas!<br /><br />Mas soubemos (infelizmente), uma operação STOP aquela hora... (meus amigos, se querem apanhar bêbados não é à meia noite) </span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Saída de casa: 21:00h</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Chegada a casa: 01:30h<br /></span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;">Só para um jantar?<br />Quando chegámos a casa, parecia que tínhamos bebido e dançado a noite inteira...!<br /><br /><br />[quero continuar caseira nos próximos tempos]</span></div><div align="justify"><span style="color:#ffffff;"></span></div><br /><p><br /><p><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-7506306469428284122008-06-16T15:13:00.001+01:002008-06-16T15:15:14.000+01:00'Sweet About Me'<p><br /><p><br /><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ElY5Gr845Fw&hl=pt-br"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ElY5Gr845Fw&hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><p><br /><p><br /><strong><span style="font-size:85%;">Gabriella Cilmi</span></strong> </p><br /><p><br /><p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-78144055068852006952008-06-11T20:23:00.003+01:002008-06-11T20:26:50.144+01:00Boas...<p><br /><p><br />...novas ou velhas!<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><span style="color:#009900;">Por</span><span style="color:#ffff33;">tu</span></strong><span style="color:#009900;"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>gal</strong></span> </span>ganhou... MAS... <span style="font-size:130%;">está</span><strong> <span style="font-size:85%;">se</span></strong></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><strong>co!!!</strong><br /></span><br /><p><br /><p><br /><br /><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-47167570058909745352008-05-26T19:39:00.000+01:002008-05-26T19:40:34.859+01:00...The story<p><br /><p><br /><p><br /><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CodLVhl65rQ&hl=pt-br"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CodLVhl65rQ&hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><p><br /><p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-1359426856386278262008-05-17T11:31:00.004+01:002008-05-17T11:40:48.058+01:00...<p><br /><p><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5uSuKCJuPw&hl=pt-br"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/q5uSuKCJuPw&hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p></p><p align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>...eu quero o meu mundo inteiro</em></span></p><p align="right"><span style="font-size:85%;"><em>dentro do teu olhar...</em></span><br /><p><br /><p><br /></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-3698155985693667932008-05-13T21:56:00.002+01:002008-12-11T18:41:19.042+00:00Acontece...<p><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCC6SsPiBYBk0npPO8AdXjqRI8cW_ARh4leBx0Z5RWQYrROgk6sMAezPmUhXYEam-rxoh003laUb9xcPJCNbRpnBbr8ajRhH7THlcnKN4OkynRx_XrTBpOeskP1fR3uJkll-o5/s1600-h/queer_dykes.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199969775066813890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjCC6SsPiBYBk0npPO8AdXjqRI8cW_ARh4leBx0Z5RWQYrROgk6sMAezPmUhXYEam-rxoh003laUb9xcPJCNbRpnBbr8ajRhH7THlcnKN4OkynRx_XrTBpOeskP1fR3uJkll-o5/s400/queer_dykes.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0bWoG5cme4ngUuZAmnyhpKVVnhaQT0nMPlc_bG8U9TFqQ_4EOf9FjdTz1kVhGJnwt6WX-7gmVvfmvUYp6evr8-j4x2SnvXaICSMtNUz6FWu_85ezm1snt6INqyrR7i10pzLXP/s1600-h/queer_dykes.jpg"></a><br /><br /><p><br /><br /><p> </p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-31145277765651932112008-05-13T21:01:00.002+01:002008-05-14T09:17:57.265+01:00Love Song...<p><br /><p><br /><object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ycNv219dk0&hl=pt-br"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8ycNv219dk0&hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><br /><br /><p><br /><p><br /><p></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33755370.post-33141218327782319592008-01-17T15:04:00.000+00:002008-12-11T18:41:19.240+00:00E porque não?<p><br /><p><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTv5twd17-VW5gHL0veZop8ngKsk1jQGd2hG5YHoUGOQVdXKTPw5bnFpZk3EE-N9amyGv7BbVEcUQg0HCiMMLyT7iuIe8jwWBi4pFgdqB9mVA631VxHQ1_wI-e0c5I30JwGonB/s1600-h/paranorm.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156463214730613842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTv5twd17-VW5gHL0veZop8ngKsk1jQGd2hG5YHoUGOQVdXKTPw5bnFpZk3EE-N9amyGv7BbVEcUQg0HCiMMLyT7iuIe8jwWBi4pFgdqB9mVA631VxHQ1_wI-e0c5I30JwGonB/s200/paranorm.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /></p><br /><br /><br /><br /><div align="justify">Depois dum início de semana atribulado, nada melhor que descontrair indo ao teatro... </div><p align="justify"><br /> </p><br /><br /><p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhWz6PKpwdlZa6OQemVhypRqSnm4rqEF2QfCwKB5u12KKb4jxjzyWK8Cw25yinvwCfL_UX7d0KJptxPemx0LejAfAYm71NG0XmcJ-bnh_RDWgFhV5emQ3gvomqfKL5mHNOmYoV/s1600-h/paranormal.jpg"></a></p>Entre os teus lábioshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08562920080953250779noreply@blogger.com15