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&lt;ul&gt;Um policial avista um ônibus em baixa velocidade, acha estranho e manda
parar.
É uma velhinha ao volante, acompanhada de suas amigas.
O guarda adverte:
- Senhora, andar devagar demais pode provocar acidente!
- Seu guarda, sigo sinalização, diz a mulher, apontando a placa: BR-30.
- Senhora! Essa placa não indica limite de velocidade, e sim o número da
estrada.
Trate de prestar mais atenção, certo? Só mais uma coisa.
Suas amigas estão bem? Parecem assustadas....
Elas já vão melhorar. É que acabamos de sair da BR-201.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-4254476434461176117?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/l7cNkNttY30" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/4254476434461176117/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/10/excursao-das-velhinhas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/4254476434461176117?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/4254476434461176117?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/l7cNkNttY30/excursao-das-velhinhas.html" title="A excursão das velhinhas" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/10/excursao-das-velhinhas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkIGQ3w_fSp7ImA9WhdUEk8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-6411200101538906191</id><published>2011-09-28T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:42:02.245-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-28T08:42:02.245-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pedreiro" /><title>O melhor melhor do mundo em ser servente de pedreiro</title><content type="html">
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Eu fico me perguntando como ele carrega os baldes....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-6411200101538906191?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/Vv1pxLTwWOs" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/6411200101538906191/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-melhor-melhor-do-mundo-em-ser.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6411200101538906191?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6411200101538906191?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/Vv1pxLTwWOs/o-melhor-melhor-do-mundo-em-ser.html" title="O melhor melhor do mundo em ser servente de pedreiro" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pAVI0jKnqfs/ToM__f-Z8KI/AAAAAAAAAzM/3Eks52xUqyg/s72-c/zeEJW.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-melhor-melhor-do-mundo-em-ser.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0UNSX87eip7ImA9WhdVGEs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-5097671446817831597</id><published>2011-09-24T04:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-24T04:54:58.102-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-24T04:54:58.102-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Futebol" /><title>Num açougue de Porto Alegre...</title><content type="html">
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Num açougue de Porto Alegre...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://oglobo.globo.com/blogs/arquivos_upload/2010/02/213_2656-a%C3%A7ougue2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://oglobo.globo.com/blogs/arquivos_upload/2010/02/213_2656-a%C3%A7ougue2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Num açougue de Porto Alegre chega de repente uma exuberante Ferrari e dela sai um torcedor do Grêmio e chega para o açougueiro e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Tchê tu tens &amp;nbsp;picanha?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Tenho sim - respondeu o açougueiro.&lt;br /&gt;
- Corte para mim vinte peças - diz o torcedor do Grêmio, pagando com notas de 100 dólares, saindo em seguida.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;Passados 10 minutos, chega uma BMW e dela sai um torcedor do Zéquinha, chega para o açougueiro e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Tchê tu tens &amp;nbsp;alcatra?&lt;br /&gt;
- Tenho sim - respondeu o açougueiro feliz da vida pela venda.&lt;br /&gt;
- Corte 70 quilos - pede o torcedor do Zéquinha. Ele paga com cartão American Express e vai embora.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; Nesta hora, muito feliz pelas vendas, o açougueiro recebe um torcedor do Aimoré numa Mercedes que diz:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Tchê tu tens &amp;nbsp;filé mignon?&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Tenho sim - respondeu o contente açougueiro.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Preciso de 50 quilos, por favor - diz o torcedor do Aimoré, que paga a mercadoria com notas de 100 reais, saindo logo após.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; De repente, chega um Corcel II, bem velho e todo enferrujado, placa de ALVORADA, com um adesivo 'A INVEJA É UMA MERDA' numa lateral,&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; outro no pára-brisa 'VEÍCULO RASTREADO POR VIZINHOS FOFOQUEIROS'&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; e por último, no vidro traseiro inteiro, 'É DEUS NO CÉL E NÓIS NO CORCEL'&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;gt; de onde sai um brutamonte com a camiseta e gorrinho do Internacional e diz para o açougueiro:&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- E aí, mano, tu tens asa?&lt;br /&gt;
- Tenho sim - respondeu o açougueiro.&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;- Então voa, véio: é um assalto!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zerozero.pt/img/locais/222/20222_ori_lisboa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.zerozero.pt/img/locais/222/20222_ori_lisboa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NOTÍCIAS DE LISBOA&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*'Gêmeo tenta se suicidar e mata o irmão por engano'**&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DISK FINADOS&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Lançaram em Portugal, o novo serviço por telefone, é o Disk-Finados.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Você telefona e ouve um minuto de silêncio !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ACIDENTE AÉREO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Um avião caiu no cemitério em Portugal. O acidente foi horrível já retiraram&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;35.000 mortos !*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;CURVA PERIGOSA**&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O português estava dirigindo em uma estrada, quando viu uma placa que dizia:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;'Curva Perigosa à Esquerda'. Ele não teve dúvidas: virou à direita!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;AGENDA DE TELEFONE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Por que os portugueses usam somente a letra 'T' em suas agendas de telefone?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Telefone do Antonio, telefone do Joaquim, telefone do Manoel,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;LOJA DE SAPATOS&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O Manuel foi, na segunda-feira, a uma loja de sapatos. Escolheu, escolheu e&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;acabou se decidindo por um par de sapatos de cromo alemão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O vendedor entregou o sapato, mas foi logo advertindo-o:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Sr., estes sapatos costumam apertar os pés nos primeiros cinco dias.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Não! tem problema. Eu só vou usá-los no domingo que vem.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO SEXO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Manuel, você gosta de mulher com muito seio?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Não, pra mim dois já tá bom.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO TRABALHO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Conversa entre o empregado e o chefe, ambos portugueses:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Chefe, nossos arquivos estão super lotados, posso jogar fora os que tem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mais de 10 anos?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Sim, mas antes tire uma cópia de todos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO CHUVEIRO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Manuel está tomando banho e grita para Maria:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Ô Maria, me traz um shampoo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;E Maria lhe entrega o shampoo. Logo em seguida, grita novamente:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Ô Maria, me traz outro shampoo.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Mas eu já te dei um agorinha mesmo, homem !!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- É que aqui está dizendo que é para cabelos secos e eu já molhei os meus.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;MANOEL JOAQUIM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Manoel Joaquim dos Santos, nascido em Trás-dos-Montes, no extremo bem&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;extr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mo Leste de Portugal, ganhou seu primeiro lápis de colocar na orelha,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;quando tinha 2 anos. Aos 15 anos, já no primário, ganhou sua primeira&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;caneta-tinteiro de orelha. Aos 32 anos, descobriu que caneta também servia&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;para escrever.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Hoje, já informatizado, está com orelha de abano, por causa do peso do&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mouse...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SORTE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O português vê uma máquina de Coca Cola e fica maravilhado.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Coloca uma fichinha e cai uma latinha. Coloca 2 fichinhas e caem 2 latinhas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Coloca 10 fichas e caem 10 latinhas. Então ele vai ao caixa e pede 50&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;fichas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Diz então o caixa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Desse jeito o Sr. vai acabar com as minhas fichas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Não adianta, eu não paro enquanto estiver ganhando.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SEGREDOS&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;O português passava em frente a um chaveiro quando viu uma placa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;'Trocam-se segredos'. Parou abruptamente, entrou na loja, olhou para os&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;lados e cochichou para o balconista:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Eu sou gay, e você?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SOCIEDADE&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;ocês sabem porque sociedade entre portugueses sempre dá certo?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Porque um rouba do outro e deposita na conta conjunta!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;DOIS BASTAM&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Você sabe quantos portugueses são necessários para afundar um submarino?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Dois. Um bate na porta, o outro abre!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;SELF-SERVICE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Como é restaurante por quilo de português?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- O cliente é pesado, na entrada e na saída.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;NO SUPERMERCADO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Por que o português, cada vez que compra uma caixa de leite, abre-a, ali&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;mesmo, no supermercado?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Porque na caixa está escrito : 'Abra aqui.'&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;MARIA&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maria, a mulher do Manuel, foi fazer exame de fezes e colocou a latinha com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;o conteúdo do exame em cima do balcão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A recepcionista solicitou:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Dá prá senhora colocar o nome, por favor?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A lusitana não hesitou e escreveu: MERDA.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;AINDA MARIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Maria vai ao ginecologista reclamando que não consegue engravidar.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;*Por favor, tire a roupa e deite-se naquela maca&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- diz o médico, preparando-se para examiná-la.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;E ela indecisa:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;- Mas, doutor! 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Entrevistador -&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Então, você está construindo um networking?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Veja bem, eu não sou engenheiro, sou administrador.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Como você administra a pressão?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Ah, tranquilo. 11 por 7, no máximo 12 por 8.  Entrevistador - Manter sempre o foco é muito importante. E me parece que você tem alguns lapsos de concentração.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - O senhor poderia repetir a pergunta?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Como você se sente trabalhando em equipe?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Bom, desde que não tenha gente dando palpite, me sinto muito bem   Entrevistador - Como você se definiria em termos de flexibilidade?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Ah, eu faço academia. Sou capaz de encostar o cotovelo na nuca.  Entrevistador - Nós somos uma empresa que nunca pára de perseguir objetivos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Candidato - Que ótimo. E já conseguiram prender algum?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Vejo que você demonstra uma tendência para discordar.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Candidato - Muito pelo contrário.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Em sua opinião, quais seriam os atributos de um bom líder?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Ah, são várias coisas. Mas a principal é ter liderança.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Noto que você não mencionou a sua idade aqui no currículo.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Candidato - É que eu uso óculos, e isso me faz parecer mais velho.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - E qual é a sua idade? Candidato - Com óculos ou sem óculos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Quais seriam seus pontos fracos?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Ah, é o joelho. Até tive de parar de jogar futebol.  Entrevistador - Há alguma pergunta que você queria me fazer?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Eu parei meu carro lá na rua. Será que eu vou ser multado?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Por que, dentre tantos candidatos, nós deveríamos contratá-lo?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Eu pensei que responder a isto fosse seu trabalho.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Como você pode contribuir para melhorar nosso ambiente de trabalho?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Bem, eu começaria trocando a recepcionista, que é muito feia.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Várias pessoas que se sentaram aí nessa mesma cadeira hoje são gerentes.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Puxa, o fabricante da cadeira vai ficar muito feliz em saber disso.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Entrevistador - Quando digo 'Sucesso', qual a primeira palavra que lhe vem à  mente?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315236993121165" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Candidato - Pode ser duas palavras? Entrevistador - Pode. Candidato - Milho. Nário.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-5928761471647271894?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/afU-4hkqdS8" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/5928761471647271894/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/perolas-do-rh.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5928761471647271894?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5928761471647271894?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/afU-4hkqdS8/perolas-do-rh.html" title="Pérolas do RH" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/perolas-do-rh.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkcCQXozcCp7ImA9WhdWGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-4756294727052227912</id><published>2011-09-12T12:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T12:01:00.488-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-12T12:01:00.488-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Casamento" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Namorados" /><title>Classificados engraçados</title><content type="html">
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alguns pontinhos cinza (alguns são marcas de bala, mas a maioria é durepox).&lt;br /&gt;
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DETETIVE&lt;br /&gt;
Profissional de ótimo gabarito. Sigilo absoluto, qualquer tarefa. Não me&lt;br /&gt;
procure, eu o encontrarei.&lt;br /&gt;
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IMÓVEIS&lt;br /&gt;
2 dormitórios - Venha morar num lugar onde todas as mulheres dão em cima&lt;br /&gt;
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Precisa-se de namorada com automóvel. As interessadas devem mandar&lt;br /&gt;
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CÃO&lt;br /&gt;
Procuro cão e sogra perdidos. Recompensa... só pelo cão.&lt;br /&gt;
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MÁQUINA&lt;br /&gt;
Vndo máquina de escrever faltando uma tcla.&lt;br /&gt;
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CAMISINHA&lt;br /&gt;
Troco caixas de preservativos vagabundos por roupas de bebê.&lt;br /&gt;
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ÓTIMO NEGÓCIO&lt;br /&gt;
Troco sogra por víbora. Pago a diferença.&lt;br /&gt;
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LÍNGUA&lt;br /&gt;
Troco pastor alemão por um que fale português.&lt;br /&gt;
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PRÓTESES&lt;br /&gt;
Troco lindo Pitbull muito bravo por mão ortopédica e perna mecânica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-4756294727052227912?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/3KF0MYP9iKw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/4756294727052227912/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/classificados-engracados.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/4756294727052227912?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/4756294727052227912?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/3KF0MYP9iKw/classificados-engracados.html" title="Classificados engraçados" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FvEW4rLWc6k/TS4BsUg8n3I/AAAAAAAAAQU/0rzm2nO-hyg/s72-c/classificados.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/classificados-engracados.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEGQX8_fip7ImA9WhdWF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-1666117149999277533</id><published>2011-09-10T19:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T19:37:00.146-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-10T19:37:00.146-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Mineiro" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Machistas" /><title>O elevador milagreiro</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkH8WlLcFBcUd7ybLmEluuwFwSw/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkH8WlLcFBcUd7ybLmEluuwFwSw/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkH8WlLcFBcUd7ybLmEluuwFwSw/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/YkH8WlLcFBcUd7ybLmEluuwFwSw/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795365" style="background-color: #e8eef7; border-top-color: rgb(119, 153, 221); border-top-style: solid; border-top-width: 1px; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 22px; padding-bottom: 2px; padding-left: 2px; padding-right: 2px; padding-top: 2px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iwQCVLTnN-8/TU-PnQ8mOVI/AAAAAAAAApc/kCYEo8oRwl8/s1600/elevador2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iwQCVLTnN-8/TU-PnQ8mOVI/AAAAAAAAApc/kCYEo8oRwl8/s320/elevador2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um minerinho de 15 anos de idade e seu pai entraram em um
shopping pela primeira vez. Eles ficaram impressionados com quase tudo o que
viram, mas especialmente por duas brilhantes paredes de prata que poderiam&amp;nbsp;abrir e fechar.
O menino perguntou: "O que é isto, pai?"
O pai (nunca tinha visto um elevador) respondeu: 'Filho, eu nunca vi nada
parecido em minha vida, eu não sei o que é.


*Enquanto os dois estavam assistindo com perplexidade, uma senhora idosa,
gorda, em uma cadeira de rodas chegou perto das portas e apertou um botão.
As portas se abriram e a senhora rolou entre elas e entrou em um quarto
pequeno. As portas fecharam e o menino e seu pai observavam o pequeno número
acima das portas acender sequencialmente.


Eles continuaram a assistir, até que chegou o último número ... e, depois
os números começaram voltar na ordem inversa
Finalmente, as portas se abriram novamente e uma linda loira de mais ou
menos 24 anos, saiu do quartinho.
O pai, boquiaberto sem tirar os olhos da moça, disse calmamente ao seu
filho ....



Vá buscar sua mãe...&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-1666117149999277533?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/y3XLqrlAnpU" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/1666117149999277533/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-elevador-milagreiro.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/1666117149999277533?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/1666117149999277533?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/y3XLqrlAnpU/o-elevador-milagreiro.html" title="O elevador milagreiro" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iwQCVLTnN-8/TU-PnQ8mOVI/AAAAAAAAApc/kCYEo8oRwl8/s72-c/elevador2.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/o-elevador-milagreiro.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0cGQX84fyp7ImA9WhdWFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-374542664492585835</id><published>2011-09-07T08:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T08:57:00.137-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-07T08:57:00.137-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Paulista" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Baiano" /><title>As férias de Jesus na Bahia</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CYIk4cUpWbU-QiSmkWcBMVM91aM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CYIk4cUpWbU-QiSmkWcBMVM91aM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CYIk4cUpWbU-QiSmkWcBMVM91aM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/CYIk4cUpWbU-QiSmkWcBMVM91aM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul id="yui_3_2_0_1_131535648202299" style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Estavam um carioca, um paulista e um baiano no boteco do Mercado Modelo,
quando o carioca diz aos outros:

- Mermão, esse cara que entrou aí é igual a Jesus Cristo.
- Tás brincando! - dizem os outros.
- Tô te falando! A barba, a túnica, o olhar....

O carioca levanta-se, dirige-se ao homem e pergunta:

- Mermão, digo, Senhor, Tu é Jesus Cristo, não é verdade?
- Eu? Que idéia!
- Eu acho que sim. Aí..., tu é Jesus Cristo!!!
- Já disse que não! Mas fale mais baixo.
- Pô, eu sei que tu é Jesus Cristo.

E tanto insiste que o homem lhe diz baixinho:

- Sou efetivamente Jesus Cristo, mas fales baixo e não digas a ninguém,
senão isto aqui vira um pandemônio..
- Mas eu tenho uma lesão no joelho desde pequeno. Me cura aí brother, digo,
Senhor!
- Milagres não. Tu vais contar aos teus amigos e eu passo a tarde fazendo
milagres.
O carioca tanto insiste que Jesus Cristo põe a mão sobre o seu joelho e ele
fica curado.
- Pô, valeu! Ficarei eternamente grato! - agradece, emocionado, o carioca.
- Sim, sim! Não grites e vai-te embora e não contes a ninguém.

Logo em seguida, chega o paulista...

- Aí ô meu, o carioca disse que tu és Jesus Cristo e que o curaste...
- Tenho um olho de vidro. Cura-me também!
- Não sou Jesus Cristo! Mas fale baixo.

O paulista tanto insistiu que Jesus Cristo passou-lhe a mão pelos olhos e o
curou.

- Oh lôco meu! Obrigado mesmo! Agradece, emocionado, o paulista.
- Vai-te agora embora e não contes a ninguém.

Mas, Jesus Cristo bem o viu contando a história aos amigos e ficou à espera
de ver o baiano ir ter com ele.

O tempo foi passando e nada.

Mordido pela curiosidade, dirigiu-se à mesa dos três amigos e, pondo a mão
sobre o ombro do baiano, começou a perguntar

- E tu, não queres que...????!!!!!
O baiano levanta-se de um salto, e afastando-se dele grita em alto e sonoro
baianês:
- Aê, meu Rei... Tira essas mãozinhas de cima de mim que eu ainda tenho seis
meses de licença médica!!!&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-374542664492585835?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/dz-aZID-_Ds" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/374542664492585835/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-ferias-de-jesus-na-bahia.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/374542664492585835?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/374542664492585835?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/dz-aZID-_Ds/as-ferias-de-jesus-na-bahia.html" title="As férias de Jesus na Bahia" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/as-ferias-de-jesus-na-bahia.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0UEQH89eCp7ImA9WhdWE0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-5558857667423065081</id><published>2011-09-07T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T05:40:01.160-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-07T05:40:01.160-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Joãozinho" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Professora" /><title>Joãozinho e a prova oral</title><content type="html">
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O Joãozinho ia ser examinado pela professora em prova oral, e a professora,&lt;br /&gt;
que era nova na escola, iria ser observada pelo diretor.&lt;br /&gt;
Sentam-se a professora e o Joãozinho, um de frente para o outro, e o Diretor&lt;br /&gt;
ficou em pé, atrás do menino.&lt;br /&gt;
A professora pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;
- Joãozinho, o que D. Pedro I disse quando proclamou a independência do&lt;br /&gt;
Brasil ? (nisso a professora derruba o lápis, e abaixa-se para pegar)..&lt;br /&gt;
Quando a professora se levanta, pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;
- E, então, Joãozinho o que ele disse?&lt;br /&gt;
- Peitinhos maravilhosos!&lt;br /&gt;
- Não é nada disso! Zero! - diz a professora, nervosa.&lt;br /&gt;
O Joãozinho vira-se pro diretor e fala:&lt;br /&gt;
- Puta que pariu, seu f....da p....! Se não sabe, não sopra, p.....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-5558857667423065081?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/teLI1gIASm0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/5558857667423065081/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/joaozinho-e-prova-oral.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5558857667423065081?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5558857667423065081?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/teLI1gIASm0/joaozinho-e-prova-oral.html" title="Joãozinho e a prova oral" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/joaozinho-e-prova-oral.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8DR3gzfSp7ImA9WhdWE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-7374231854802250241</id><published>2011-09-06T17:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T17:54:36.685-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-06T17:54:36.685-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Inveja" /><title>A Inveja é um horror</title><content type="html">
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*Sandra foi cortar o cabelo no salão que freqüentava há mais de vinte anos.*
*- Menina, tô ansiosa... Vou pra Itália amanhã! **
**- Itália?- perguntou a cabeleireira - *
*Com tanto lugar bom pra ir, tu vai pra Itália? **
**- **É, eu vou pela Alitalia. **
**- Puta que pariu, a pior companhia de aviação do mundo. *
*Vai pra que cidade? **
**- Roma. **
**- Que merda! Cidade feia! Vai se hospedar onde?
**- No Hilton. **
**- Que?.... Eu hein! Aquilo é o maior pardieiro! *
*Vai ver o papa? **
- Claro! **
- Programinha de Índio, hein! Milhões de pessoas se acotovelando só pra
ver o papa.*
Sandra saiu do salão injuriada.*


no dia seguinte, viajou e curtiu a viagem, que foi ótima.*
Logo que voltou, fez questão de voltar ao salão.*

- E aí, como foi a viagem?** **Perguntou a cabeleireira. **
- Menina, você não sabe o que me aconteceu. Eu tava lá no Vaticano
tentando ver o papa. Logo que o papa chegou na sacada, ele olhou pra
multidão e desceu. Saiu de lá e começou a andar na minha direção. Foi se
aproximando de mim cada vez mais. Quando o **PAPA** chegou bem pertinho,
falou um troço no meu ouvido. Só pra mim!
**- E o que o papa falou pra você?*
*
Cabelinho mal cortado, hein, minha filha ?&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul style="display: block; list-style-image: initial; list-style-position: initial; list-style-type: disc; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 40px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;QUE MERDA DE
CABELEIREIRA É A TUA !*&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-7374231854802250241?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/3YiHucrsz2w" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/7374231854802250241/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/inveja-e-um-horror.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/7374231854802250241?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/7374231854802250241?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/3YiHucrsz2w/inveja-e-um-horror.html" title="A Inveja é um horror" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/inveja-e-um-horror.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUIMQ3o_cCp7ImA9WhdWE0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-2190051319250656714</id><published>2011-09-06T16:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T16:59:42.448-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-06T16:59:42.448-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexo" /><title>A mudinha</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TtzGpaGzwgpSqUbtWpqcc_QoRh8/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/TtzGpaGzwgpSqUbtWpqcc_QoRh8/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315353335090293" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315353335090290"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315353335090287" style="color: red;"&gt;A MUDINHA ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" style="border-collapse: separate; display: table; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="width: 850px;"&gt;
&lt;tr style="display: table-row; vertical-align: inherit;"&gt;&lt;td style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; display: table-cell; padding-bottom: 0cm; padding-left: 0cm; padding-right: 0cm; padding-top: 0cm;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060;"&gt;A mudinha entra no mercadinho e pede:&lt;br /&gt;
(faz mimica com as mãos ela faz 2 e depois ela pega nos seios).&lt;br /&gt;
E o rapaz que trabalha no mercadinho ja sabe que são DOIS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060;"&gt;LITROS DE LEITE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0;"&gt;Mas um dia o rapaz ficou doente e o dono do estabelecimento teve que contratar um outro rapaz...mas ja foi logo dizendo, vamos ver se esse rapaz é bom mesmo. Vou esperar a mudinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0;"&gt;vir amanhã.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Então, no dia seguinte, a mudinha veio comprar dois litros de leite e fez a mímica para o rapaz:&lt;br /&gt;
(com as mãos ela faz 2 e depois ela pega nos seios).&lt;br /&gt;
E o rapaz faz uma mímica também. (Ele pega nos testiculos e sopra a mão).&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #002060;"&gt;O dono do mercadinho vendo aquela cena diz: vc esta doido rapaz... que imoralidade é essa vc ñ esta vendo que ela está querendo dois litros de leite?!?!?....&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #953734;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;E o rapaz diz, sim senhor mas estou perguntando se é de saco ou em pó.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 20pt;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0070c0;"&gt;&lt;i style="font-size: 20pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: #454545; font-family: 'times new roman', 'new york', times, serif; font-size: 16px;"&gt;UM BÊBADO É DETIDO PELA POLÍCIA ÀS 3 DA MANHÃ.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O POLICIAL PERGUNTA:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- AONDE VAI A ESTA HORA?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O BÊBADO RESPONDE:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- VOU A UMA CONFERÊNCIA SOBRE O ABUSO DO ÁLCOOL E SEUS EFEITOS LETAIS PARA O ORGANISMO, O MAU EXEMPLO, AS CONSEQUÊNCIAS NEFASTAS PARA A FAMÍLIA, BEM COMO O PROBLEMA QUE CAUSA NA ECONOMIA FAMILIAR E A IRRESPONSABILIDADE ABSOLUTA.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O POLICIAL OLHA SEM ACREDITAR E DIZ:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- SÉRIO? E QUEM VAI DAR ESSA CONFERÊNCIA A ESTA HORA DA MADRUGADA?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- E QUEM PODE SER?.. A MINHA MULHER.. LOGO QUE EU CHEGAR EM CASA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-6424762982721095000?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/8-mu0eYvMVE" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/6424762982721095000/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/conferencia-do-bebado.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6424762982721095000?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6424762982721095000?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/8-mu0eYvMVE/conferencia-do-bebado.html" title="A conferência do Bêbado" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nPrEs12XSeU/Ro2Ri41CjsI/AAAAAAAAAAs/pRpIxDegOM4/s72-c/bebado.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/conferencia-do-bebado.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMCQXo4fip7ImA9WhdWEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-7211028490438890199</id><published>2011-09-03T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T19:31:00.436-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-03T19:31:00.436-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Machistas" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexo" /><title>Posição Nova</title><content type="html">
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&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795275" style="border-collapse: separate; display: table; font-size: inherit; line-height: 1.22em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795272" style="line-height: 1.22em; width: 850px;"&gt;
&lt;tr id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795269" style="display: table-row; line-height: 1.22em; vertical-align: inherit;"&gt;&lt;td id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795266" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; display: table-cell; font: inherit; line-height: 1.22em;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv1639827470Apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795263" style="border-collapse: collapse; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1639827470MsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795260" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;u id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795257" style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795254" style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;POSIÇÃO NOVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="yiv1639827470MsoNormalTable" style="border-collapse: collapse; display: table; line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;tbody style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; width: 850px;"&gt;
&lt;tr style="display: table-row; line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; vertical-align: inherit;"&gt;&lt;td style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; display: table-cell; line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" valign="top"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1639827470MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;Três amigos estavam reunidos tomando uma cervejinha. O papo se encaminhou&amp;nbsp; para as melhores posições durante o ato sexual:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;Um deles disse&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;- Para mim a melhor é o 69!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;O outro disse&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;- Para mim é o papai e mamãe!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;E o último disse:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;- Não há nada melhor do que o RODEIO!!!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;Os outros dois amigos o olharam assombrados e perguntaram do&amp;nbsp;que se tratava.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;O homem explicou:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;- Bem, fale para sua mulher que se coloque de quatro... comece a transar por trás, ao estilo cachorrinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1639827470MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;uma vez que as coisas estejam bem&amp;nbsp;quentes... apóie seu peito sobre as suas costas, abrace-a fortemente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv1639827470MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;e diga com delicadeza, 'bem&amp;nbsp;baixinho', ao seu ouvido:&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;&lt;u style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;"&gt;'Esta é a posição favorita da minha secretária'&lt;/u&gt;...&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none;" /&gt;E DEPOIS TENTE SE MANTER EM CIMA DELA POR MAIS DE OITO SEGUNDOS.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gTJmGWIoqas/TE3vjrVT8FI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FMg-LRINPKI/s1600/on%C3%A7a.gif" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_gTJmGWIoqas/TE3vjrVT8FI/AAAAAAAAAEM/FMg-LRINPKI/s320/on%C3%A7a.gif" width="298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Um avião, com um gaúcho, um carioca, um catarina e um paulista, caiu no&lt;br /&gt;
meio de uma mata.&lt;br /&gt;
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Já estava anoitecendo a fome bateu. Nada pra comer!&lt;br /&gt;
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O paulista diz pro gaúcho:&lt;br /&gt;
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- Ô gaúcho! Tu que és todo metido a macho, vai lá fora e caça algo pra nós&lt;br /&gt;
comermos.&lt;br /&gt;
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O gaúcho sem deixar por menos, mas apavorado, abriu a porta do avião,&lt;br /&gt;
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deu dois passos quando, mesmo no escuro enxergou uma onça pintada.&lt;br /&gt;
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Se apavorou, virou de costas para dar no pé e escorregou, caindo.&lt;br /&gt;
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A onça que já tinha dado o bote passou por cima do gaudério e foi parar lá&lt;br /&gt;
dentro do avião.&lt;br /&gt;
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O gaúcho mais que ligeiro, levantou-se, fechou a porta do avião e gritou:&lt;br /&gt;
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-VÃO CARNEANDO* &amp;nbsp;ESSA ENQUANTO EU PROCURO MAIS UMA ....&lt;br /&gt;
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carnear: v.i. Abater o animal e preparar as carnes para secar; charquear.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795193" style="font-family: times, serif; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv921063558Apple-style-span" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795190" style="font-family: Georgia; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;Numa loja de armas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times, serif; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: times, serif; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv921063558" style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv921063558ygrp-mlmsg" style="font-family: Arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv921063558ygrp-msg" style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div id="yiv921063558ygrp-text" style="font-family: times, serif; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div class="yiv921063558gmail_quote" style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div lang="PT-BR" style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://static.vfc.pt/imagens/imgs_loja/loja_frente.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://static.vfc.pt/imagens/imgs_loja/loja_frente.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv921063558MsoNormal" style="line-height: 1.22em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Um sujeito&amp;nbsp;com uma camiseta do&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="yiv921063558Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000bf; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;CRUZEIRO&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;entrou em uma loja de armas e perguntou para o vendedor:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Qual é o preço de um trinta e oito?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Não estamos vendendo esse revolver!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Então, qual é o preço daquela pistola 9 milímetros da vitrine?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Também não está a venda!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- E aquela espingarda escopeta calibre 12 da prateleira?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Elatambém não&amp;nbsp;está a venda.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Tô achando que o senhor não quer vender nada pra mim porque sou&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv921063558Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000bf; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Cruzêro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;..&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Pois é isso aí mesmo.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv921063558Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000bf; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;cruzeirense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&amp;nbsp;sai da loja espumando de raiva do cara. No dia seguinte ele resolve procurar um advogado, conta a história para o "doutor" e pede que ele tome alguma providência.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Tentando resolver o problema pacificamente, o advogado vai até a loja e pergunta ao vendedor:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Bom dia, meu amigo. Eu gostar ia de saber se você tem alguma coisa contra&amp;nbsp;&lt;b style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;span class="yiv921063558Apple-style-span" style="color: #0000bf; line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;cruzeirense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Temos tudo o que o senhor precisar! Revólver, pistolas, metralhadora e, se precisar, consigo granadas e lança chama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-419608576949950197?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/d8qKefhdPs0" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/419608576949950197/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/numa-loja-de-armas.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/419608576949950197?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/419608576949950197?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/d8qKefhdPs0/numa-loja-de-armas.html" title="Numa loja de armas!" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/numa-loja-de-armas.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DE8GQXgzeCp7ImA9WhdWEEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-2670497264905440277</id><published>2011-09-02T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-02T19:27:00.680-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-02T19:27:00.680-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Idoso" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Pescador" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Sexo" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Feministas" /><title>14 MOTIVOS PARA RIR</title><content type="html">
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NO GINECOLOGISTA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A mãe, desesperada, pergunta pro médico:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- O que houve com ela, doutor?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Sua filha está com o clitóris igual a uma tampinha de caneta bic!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Azul, doutor ?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Não, todo mordido.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;2. NA CLÍNICA PARA DEFICIENTES&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Na hora do almoço, um interno ia passando pelo refeitório, quando o&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;cozinheiro lhe pergunta:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Quer uma torta, amigo?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Agora não, obrigado! Acabei de comer uma ceguinha!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;3. NO DEPARTAMENTO DE IMIGRAÇÃO&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Sexo?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- 3 vezes por semana&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Não... eu quero dizer masculino ou feminino.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Não importa.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;4. NO CELEIRO&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Diz a ovelha para o carneiro:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Tens tão pouca lã...&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Tá, mas viemos para aqui trepar ou fazer tricô?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;5. NO UROLOGISTA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Uma mulher, toda boazuda, vai ao consultório médico:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Doutor, queria que fizesse algo pelo meu marido... Algo que o fizesse&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;ficar como um touro!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Pois bem, dispa-se. Vamos começar agora mesmo pelos chifres...&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;6. NA BALADA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Um cara chega para uma mulher e diz:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Tá afim de uma transa mágica?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A mulher pergunta:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Como é uma transa mágica?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Ele diz:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-É muito simples, a gente transa e depois você desaparece.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;7. NA FESTA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O menininho pergunta pra mãe:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Mamãe! Por que você é branca, papai é negro e eu sou japinha...&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;-Ah, meu filho! Se você soubesse a festa que houve naquele dia... você tem&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;sorte por não latir.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;8. NO PLANTÃO MÉDICO&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O sujeito vai ao hospital, caindo de bêbado. Durante a consulta, vêm as&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;perguntas de praxe:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Nome?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Juvenal dos Santos!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Idade?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- 32 anos.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- O senhor bebe?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Vou aceitar um gole, mas só pra te acompanhar!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;9. NA BOLSA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A mãe americana encontra uma lata de cerveja na bolsa da filha e pergunta&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;para si mesma:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Será que minha filha está bebendo?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A mãe italiana encontra um maço de cigarros na bolsa da filha e se&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;questiona:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Será que minha filha está fumando?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="yiv802997081ecxMsoNormal" id="yui_3_2_0_1_1315016705795121" style="line-height: 1.22em;"&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;E, como não poderia faltar, a mãe portuguesa encontra uma camisinha na&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;bolsa da filha, e se pergunta:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Meu Deus! Será que minha filha tem pinto?!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;10. NO LAR PARA IDOSOS&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Dois velhinhos conversando:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Você prefere sexo ou Natal?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Sexo, claro! Natal tem todo ano, enjoa.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;11. NO FIM&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;No consultório, fim de tarde, o médico dá a péssima notícia:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- A senhora tem seis horas de vida.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Desesperada, a mulher corre para casa e conta tudo para o marido. Os dois&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;resolvem gastar o tempo que resta da vida dela fazendo sexo.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Fazem uma vez, ela pede para repetirem. Fazem de novo, ela pede mais.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Depois da terceira vez, ela quer de novo.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;E o marido:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Ah, não, chega! Eu tenho que acordar cedo amanhã... você não!&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;12. NA PESCARIA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A portuguesinha de 10 anos vai pescar com o pai e volta com o rosto todo&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;inchado.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;A mãe, assustada, pergunta:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Minha filha, que houve?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Foi um marimbondo, mamãe...&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Ele te picou ?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Não deu tempo, o papai matou ele com o remo.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;13. NO PARQUE ( o Lúcio e um amigo)&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;Dois rapazes gauchos pedalavam suas bicicletas pelo parque. Um deles&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;pergunta:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Onde conseguistes essa tua magnífica bicicleta?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O segundo respondeu:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Estava eu a pé, caminhando ontem por aí, quando encontrei uma guria da&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;classe com esta bicicleta. Ela atirou a bicicleta ao solo, despiu toda a&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;roupa e disse-me:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- 'Vem, e pegues o que quiseres'.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O outro:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Bah, escolhestes bem. Provavelmente a roupa não te servirias.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;14. NO GERIATRA&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;O médico atende um velhinho milionário que tinha começado a usar um&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;revolucionário aparelho de audição:&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- E aí, seu Almeida, está gostando do aparelho?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- É muito bom.&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Sua família gostou?&lt;br style="line-height: 1.22em;" /&gt;- Ainda não contei para ninguém, mas já mudei meu testamento três vezes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-2670497264905440277?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/i1bc1z2EAr4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/2670497264905440277/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/14-motivos-para-rir.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/2670497264905440277?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/2670497264905440277?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/i1bc1z2EAr4/14-motivos-para-rir.html" title="14 MOTIVOS PARA RIR" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_el3RfTMubCg/TG1I1DAE-GI/AAAAAAAAAMk/wlZH8YZWUfg/s72-c/600px-US_14.svg.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/09/14-motivos-para-rir.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUQHQ3o_fSp7ImA9WhdVE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-3038993993116914245</id><published>2011-03-02T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-09-17T16:48:52.445-07:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-09-17T16:48:52.445-07:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Machistas" /><title>Comparação: Banho das mulheres X Banho dos homens</title><content type="html">
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&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;BANHO DAS MULHERES:&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;1 . Tira a roupa e coloca no cesto de roupa suja.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Vai para o banheiro de roupão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3. Se cruza com o marido no caminho, cobre o corpo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4 Pára diante do espelho e analisa o corpo.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5. Força a barriga para fora para poder se queixar que está mais gorda do que realmente está...&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;6. De costas, empina a bunda para verificar a celulite.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;7. Antes de entrar no box, organiza a toalha para o rosto, a toalha para os cabelos e a toalha para o corpo.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8. Lava o cabelo com xampu&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;9. Enxágua longamente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Repete o processo de lavar o cabelo com o xampu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. Enxágua longamente de novo.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;12.. Enche o cabelo com condicionador e deixa por 15 minutos.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;13. Lava o rosto com sabonete esfoliante até que o rosto fique vermelho..&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;14. Lava o resto do corpo com sabonete hidratante para o corpo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. Tira o condicionador do cabelo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;16. Este processo leva 10 minutos. Ela deve estar segura que todo o condicionador foi retirado.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;17. Depilação de axilas, pernas e área do biquíni.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;18. Desliga a ducha. Escorre toda a água dentro da ducha.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;19. Sai da ducha e se seca com uma toalha do tamanho da África Meridional.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;20. Enrola uma toalha super absorvente na cabeça...&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;21. Revisa mais uma vez o corpo em busca de detalhes.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;22. Retorna ao quarto com o roupão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;23. Se encontra o marido, se cobre mais ainda e corre para o quarto..&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;24. Uma hora e quarenta minutos depois, está vestida e pronta.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;AGORA A MELHOR PARTE!!! &lt;/b&gt;uhahauhauhauhauhauhauhaha&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;b&gt;O BANHO DOS HOMENS:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;1.... Sentado na cama, vai tirando toda a roupa, arrotando, peidando e jogando tudo no piso em frente.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;2. Cheira as meias e a cueca, para após lançá-las sobre o montinho formado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;3.. Vai pelado até o banheiro.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;4. Se encontra a esposa no caminho, balança o pinto imitando um ventilador.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;5.. Pára defronte ao espelho para ver o físico.  6. Encolhe a barriga.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;7.. Faz pose de halterofilista.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;8.. Checa o tamanho do pinto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;9.. Por fim, coça o saco.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;10. Entra na ducha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;11. Não se preocupa com toalhas. Se não tiver por ali uma de banho, vai se secar com a de rosto mesmo.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;12. Lava o rosto com sabão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;13.. Se mata de rir com o eco que faz dentro do box quando peida.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;15. No banho, deixa cabelos do saco no sabão.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;16. Lava o cabelo com qualquer xampu.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;17. Não usa condicionador.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;18. Faz um penteado punk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;19. Sai da ducha para ver no espelho como ficou seu penteado punk.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;20. Morre de rir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;21. Mija dentro do box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;22.. Faz toda a vizinhança ouvir quando assoa o nariz dentro do box.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;23. Tira o xampu e sai imediatamente da ducha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;24. Não se dá conta de que todo o banheiro está molhado pois, tomou banho com o box aberto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;25. Quase seco, pára outra vez diante do espelho.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;26. Contrai os músculos e revisa o tamanho do pinto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;27. Coça o saco.  28. Sai do banheiro e deixa a luz acesa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;29. Deixa pegadas molhadas com espuma de sabão.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;30. Volta para o quarto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;31. Se encontra a esposa no caminho, volta a balançar o pinto, imitando ventilador.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;32. Dá um tapa na bunda da esposa.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;33. Chuta as roupas que estão no piso do quarto para um canto.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ul class="bbc"&gt;&amp;nbsp;34. Quatro minutos depois está vestido, pronto e perguntando se a esposa ainda vai demorar muito.&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nRl-uNkTYv51_aO1m73zI_ALutU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/nRl-uNkTYv51_aO1m73zI_ALutU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&amp;nbsp; Os pais levam o filho de oito anos e a irmãzinha de 7 para a igreja. Eles&lt;br /&gt;
sentam na primeira fila para que o menino possa apreciar bem a missa.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Mas meninos de oito anos não costumam gostar de igreja, principalmente&lt;br /&gt;
esse. &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ele adormece no meio do sermão. O padre nota isso e decide dar-lhe um&lt;br /&gt;
susto, fazendo uma pergunta direta para ele:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
- E você, meu menino, diga quem foi que criou o céu e a terra ?&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
A irmã do guri espeta um alfinete na bunda do menino que acorda de&lt;br /&gt;
sobressalto e grita: &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Meu Deus! &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Muito bem, meu filho - diz o padre.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Afinal, não esta errado.... O pessoal que está por perto, olha para o&lt;br /&gt;
menino... Mas daí a pouco o menino volta a dormir,e o padre vê que precisa&lt;br /&gt;
acordá-lo outra vez.. Então ele pergunta:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- E me responda agora, quem foi o filho de Maria e José?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
A menina volta a enfiar um alfinete na bunda do menino, que acorda e diz&lt;br /&gt;
alto:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- Jesus!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
O padre percebe o que aconteceu, mas não pode dizer nada. O povo presta&lt;br /&gt;
ainda mais atenção no menino... A resposta está correta !!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Mas logo depois o menino cochila novamente e o padre pergunta:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- O que disse Eva para Adão quando eles acordaram após a primeira noite&lt;br /&gt;
juntos?&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
Mas antes que a irmãzinha pudesse dar-lhe outra alfinetada, o menino&lt;br /&gt;
berra:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;
- SE VOCÊ ENFIAR ESSE NEGÓCIO NA MINHA BUNDA DE NOVO EU TE ARREBENTO!! *&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
O padre desmaia no altar!&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DAE5YEjsefbOmGcRN--FlMtdtAM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/DAE5YEjsefbOmGcRN--FlMtdtAM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGlDBmpwb28/TTXsaNasQoI/AAAAAAAAArw/7JAjSRCiRh0/s1600/Enfermeira+Sexy_portugal_porreiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_IGlDBmpwb28/TTXsaNasQoI/AAAAAAAAArw/7JAjSRCiRh0/s1600/Enfermeira+Sexy_portugal_porreiro.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Naquele dia a professora de Ciências tinha pedido que cada aluno trouxesse&lt;br /&gt;
algum instrumento que os médicos utilizam no exercício de sua profissão.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Pedrinho, o que você trouxe?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Um bisturi, professora!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Quem é médico na sua família?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Meu pai!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- E para que serve um bisturi?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Para fazer cirurgias!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Muito bem! Mariazinha, o que você trouxe?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Uma seringa!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Quem é médico na sua família?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Minha tia!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- E para que serve uma seringa?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Para aplicar injeção!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Muito bem! Joãozinho, o que você trouxe?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Um tubo de oxigênio, professora!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Quem é médico na sua família?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Ninguém!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- E como você conseguiu isso?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Com minha avó!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- E ela não disse nada?&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Disse: (...)&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Socorro!!&lt;br /&gt;
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O veterinário da Cooperativa de Camanducaia já tinha tentado todos os&lt;br /&gt;
tratamentos possíveis.&lt;br /&gt;
Aí ficou sabendo que havia um curandeiro nas redondezas, lá pros lados de&lt;br /&gt;
Sete Vorta,&lt;br /&gt;
que fazia umas rezas e benzeções e era a única pessoa que poderia salvar&lt;br /&gt;
seu rebanho e o chamou.&lt;br /&gt;
O curandeiro disse que salvaria o gado do mineirim, mas que, para isso,&lt;br /&gt;
teria que ficar trancado no quarto sozinho com a mulher dele - (uma morena&lt;br /&gt;
gatíssima) - para fazer o ritual.&lt;br /&gt;
O caipira ficou meio preocupado, mas topou. Afinal, era a única maneira de&lt;br /&gt;
salvar o seu gadinho...&lt;br /&gt;
O benzedor apanhou um pedaço de pau no quintal, foi para o quarto com a&lt;br /&gt;
moça, apagou a luz e começou:&lt;br /&gt;
- Passo o pau nos joeio, pra curá os boi vermeio!&lt;br /&gt;
- Passo o pau nas coxa, pra curá as vaca mocha!&lt;br /&gt;
- Passo o pau na viría, pra curá as novía!&lt;br /&gt;
Nesse ponto, o mineirim, que estava ouvindo o ritual com o ouvido colado na&lt;br /&gt;
porta, gritou depressa:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- &lt;b&gt;As vaca preta e os boi zebú cê pode dêxá morrê!...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-5025968685730387325?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/o5Y8faSFQP4" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/5025968685730387325/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-curandeiro-de-minas-gerais.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5025968685730387325?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/5025968685730387325?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/o5Y8faSFQP4/o-curandeiro-de-minas-gerais.html" title="O curandeiro de Minas Gerais" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-curandeiro-de-minas-gerais.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUEARn8yfyp7ImA9Wx9XGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-2611828436495613119</id><published>2011-01-12T06:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T06:47:27.197-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-12T06:47:27.197-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Futebol" /><title>Conheça o verdadeiro amigo da Onça</title><content type="html">
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&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYAI3fiLPBDME_mXwYDLbK6kqaU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/NYAI3fiLPBDME_mXwYDLbK6kqaU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Eis aqui o verdadeiro amigo da onça:&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;span style="color: #006699; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006699;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;Em termos contábeis creio que as classificações estão perfeitas! Haja criatividade!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="Section1"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote style="margin-bottom: 5pt; margin-top: 5pt;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;PARA QUEM NÃO ENTENDE NADA DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;CONTABILIDADE, VAMOS EXPLICAR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;MAIS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;OU MENOS COMO FUNCIONA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #009900;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
A Solteira é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Crédito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Casada é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;Débito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Viúva é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Ativo Imobilizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Cunhada é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Provisão para devedores duvidosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Bonita é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Lançamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A feia é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993366;"&gt;Estorno&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A feia e Rica é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ff6600;"&gt;Compensação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Bonita e Rica é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Lucro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Ex-namorada é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #00ccff;"&gt;Saldo de Exercícios Anteriores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Namorada é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;Resultado de Exercício Futuro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Noiva é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;Reserva Legal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Esposa é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #993300;"&gt;Capital Integralizado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Vizinha é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: grey;"&gt;Ação de outras companhias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
A Amante é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;Empresa coligada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Operações Plásticas são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #003300;"&gt;Benfeitorias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Gestantes são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333399; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333399;"&gt;Obras em Andamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Que Dão Bola são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: green; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: green;"&gt;Incentivos Recebidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Que Não São Viúvas, Casadas ou Solteiras são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b20cf2; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b20cf2;"&gt;Contas a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b20cf2; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b20cf2;"&gt;Classificar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Que Muito Namoram e Não se Casam é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ac526c; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ac526c;"&gt;Saldo à Disposição da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ac526c; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ac526c;"&gt;Assembléia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
As Que são Surpreendidas em Flagrante são &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;Passivo a Descoberto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #333333;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
E a sogra pode ser classificada como... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;PREJUÍZO ACUMULADO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Comic Sans MS; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: 'Comic Sans MS'; font-size: 10pt; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
Veja mais piadas sobre o assunto casamento &lt;a href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/search/label/Casamento"&gt;AQUI &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-3821396674694993113?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/S52xgxMQcAQ" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/3821396674694993113/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/plano-de-contas-do-casamento.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/3821396674694993113?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/3821396674694993113?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/S52xgxMQcAQ/plano-de-contas-do-casamento.html" title="Plano de contas do casamento" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_IGlDBmpwb28/TSzEXZ7RC4I/AAAAAAAAAro/yS2ptRgBNto/s72-c/noiva-01.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/plano-de-contas-do-casamento.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak4FSH0zfSp7ImA9Wx9XF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-6872582836628980455</id><published>2011-01-11T04:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:28:39.385-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-11T04:28:39.385-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bêbado" /><title>Bebum desastrado</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJAvbpgAfT0gP9bQNZNpHqvlohU/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJAvbpgAfT0gP9bQNZNpHqvlohU/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJAvbpgAfT0gP9bQNZNpHqvlohU/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/bJAvbpgAfT0gP9bQNZNpHqvlohU/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.papodebar.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/bebado-jumento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://www.papodebar.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/12/bebado-jumento.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Fui a uma festa de despedida de solteiro em uma chácara aqui perto de&lt;br /&gt;
Sorocaba, do meu amigo Amadeu.&lt;br /&gt;
A galera toda lá. Muita cerveja, uísque, vinho. A noite prometia. Muitas&lt;br /&gt;
gatinhas. Galera animada.&lt;br /&gt;
Saí de lá nem sei que horas. Travado!&lt;br /&gt;
Indo pela rodovia, avistei algo que se tornou o terror dos festeiros...&lt;br /&gt;
Uma blitz!!!&lt;br /&gt;
Comecei a rezar para tudo quanto era santo.&lt;br /&gt;
Mas... fui sorteado. Quando parei, quase atropelei o guarda. Tava ruim. O&lt;br /&gt;
guarda pediu para eu descer do carro. Quase não consegui.&lt;br /&gt;
Aí o pesadelo aumentou. Ouvi o que qualquer bêbado teme:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Vamos fazer o teste do bafômetro!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Tô frito! Pensei. Quando, ao que parece, os santos resolveram me atender. Um&lt;br /&gt;
caminhão bate na outra pista e espalha toda a sua carga...&lt;br /&gt;
Os guardas imediatamente me dizem:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Vá embora, vamos socorrer aquele acidente!!!&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Eu, mais que depressa (ou pelo menos tentando), entrei no carro e fui embora&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Feliz da vida. Hoje é meu dia de sorte, pensei.&lt;br /&gt;
Cheguei em casa, guardei o carro e, após agradecer aos santos pelo meu dia&lt;br /&gt;
de sorte, fui dormir.&lt;br /&gt;
Tava feliz.&lt;br /&gt;
No outro dia, minha mãe me acorda as 7 da manhã me perguntando:&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
- Filho, de quem é aquela viatura da polícia estacionada dentro da nossa&lt;br /&gt;
garagem?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-6872582836628980455?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/viL3Lh-Ubdo" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/6872582836628980455/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/bebum-desastrado.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6872582836628980455?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/6872582836628980455?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/viL3Lh-Ubdo/bebum-desastrado.html" title="Bebum desastrado" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/bebum-desastrado.html</feedburner:origLink></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkEBRXgyeyp7ImA9Wx9XF0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7167696710264880093.post-7159590165245705065</id><published>2011-01-11T04:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T04:24:14.693-08:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2011-01-11T04:24:14.693-08:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Médico" /><title>Sessão de terapia de grupo</title><content type="html">
&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kTN--DrbWpURtpB1FJdgGkxv9mM/0/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kTN--DrbWpURtpB1FJdgGkxv9mM/0/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kTN--DrbWpURtpB1FJdgGkxv9mM/1/da"&gt;&lt;img src="http://feedads.g.doubleclick.net/~a/kTN--DrbWpURtpB1FJdgGkxv9mM/1/di" border="0" ismap="true"&gt;&lt;/img&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://groups.google.com/group/piadolandia/t/5123a32b91e125e" rel="nofollow" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cinepop.com.br/fotos2/housebunny_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://www.cinepop.com.br/fotos2/housebunny_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;Quatro pacientes estão reunidos na sala, com o seu terapeuta. 
O terapeuta pede que se apresentem, que digam qual é sua atividade,e
comentem, porque a exercem.

O primeiro diz: 
- Me chamo Francisco, sou médico porque me agrada tratar da saúde e cuidar
das pessoas. 
O segundo se apresenta: 
- Me chamo Angelo. Sou arquiteto porque me preocupa a qualidade de vida das
pessoas e como vivem. 
A terceira fala: 
- Meu nome é Maria e sou lésbica. Sou lésbica porque adoro peitos e bundas
femininas e fico louca só de pensar em fazer sexo com mulheres. 
O quarto, um mineirinho lá das bandas de MONSCLARUS, diz: 
- Sô Tunico, e inté gorinha achava qui era pedrêro, mais cabei de discubrí
qui sô é lésbico...&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7167696710264880093-7159590165245705065?l=piadoteca.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~4/HrwHKxDA-Qw" height="1" width="1"/&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/feeds/7159590165245705065/comments/default" title="Postar comentários" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/sessao-de-terapia-de-grupo.html#comment-form" title="0 Comentários" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/7159590165245705065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7167696710264880093/posts/default/7159590165245705065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/ABibliotecaDePiadas/~3/HrwHKxDA-Qw/sessao-de-terapia-de-grupo.html" title="Sessão de terapia de grupo" /><author><name>Eugênio Ribes Wahast</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="16" height="16" src="http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total><feedburner:origLink>http://piadoteca.blogspot.com/2011/01/sessao-de-terapia-de-grupo.html</feedburner:origLink></entry></feed>

