<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:blogger='http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600</id><updated>2025-07-03T06:21:00.983+01:00</updated><category term="fotos engraçadas"/><category term="Vídeos engraçados"/><category term="Piadas Curtas"/><category term="video"/><category term="piadas mulheres"/><category term="Piadas casamento"/><category term="piadas loiras"/><category term="Piadas Sexo"/><category term="anedotas alentejanos"/><category term="Cartoons"/><category term="Anedotas politicos"/><category term="filhos"/><category term="Vídeos acidentes"/><category term="alunos"/><category term="Piadas Joãozinho"/><category term="Anedotas Curtas"/><category term="publicidade"/><category term="Anedotas escola"/><category term="Anedotas médico"/><category term="Piadas Velhos"/><category term="trabalho"/><category term="Anedotas profissões"/><category term="piadas de loiras"/><category term="piadas de politicos"/><category term="Piadas escola"/><category term="Anedotas padres"/><category term="Charadas"/><category term="amigos"/><category term="governo"/><category term="Avós"/><category term="hospital"/><category term="Anedotas piadas sexo"/><category term="Anedotas sexo"/><category term="Enigmas"/><category term="Médicos"/><category term="Piadas futebol"/><category term="Videos desporto"/><category term="Adivinhas"/><category term="Anedotas bebados"/><category term="Anedotas futebol"/><category term="Anedotas velhos"/><category term="Bêbados"/><category term="Humor Negro"/><category term="Piadas em vídeo"/><category term="Piadas filhos"/><category term="Piadas hospital"/><category term="empregados"/><category term="missa"/><category term="negros"/><category term="Anedotas igreja"/><category term="Diferenças"/><category term="Malucos"/><category term="Netos"/><category term="Piadas advogados"/><category term="piadas-curtas"/><category term="Anedotas amigos"/><category term="Anedotas casais"/><category term="Apanhados"/><category term="Cúmulos"/><category term="Frases divertidas"/><category term="Frases humor"/><category term="Futebol"/><category term="Joãozinho"/><category term="Judeus"/><category term="Miúdos"/><category term="Piadas Malucos"/><category term="Piadas Sogras"/><category term="Piadas ciganos"/><category term="Piadas crianças"/><category term="Piadas de igreja"/><category term="Piadas de velhos"/><category term="Restaurante"/><category term="Velhos"/><category term="Vídeos assaltos"/><category term="anúncios engraçados"/><category term="bar"/><category term="maricas"/><category term="preservativos"/><category term="Advogados"/><category term="Anedotas negros"/><category term="Cumulos"/><category term="Inteligentes"/><category term="Masoquistas"/><category term="Papagaios"/><category term="Piadas Cumulos"/><category term="Piadas de Natal"/><category term="Piadas de advogados"/><category term="Piadas de médicos"/><category term="Piadas humor negro"/><category term="Piadas sobre saúde"/><category term="Piadas trabalho"/><category term="Polícias"/><category term="animais"/><category term="anuncio"/><category term="anões"/><category term="farmácia"/><category term="irmãos"/><category term="piadas alentejanos"/><category term="piadas bebados"/><category term="vídeos polícia"/><title type='text'>Anedotas e Piadas</title><subtitle type='html'>Se procura piadas boas, anedotas de loiras, piadas alentejanos, e muito mais, então veio ao lugar certo. Entre e ria-se à vontade.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1088</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-4245003619006162507</id><published>2024-11-04T11:07:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2024-11-04T11:07:05.658+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Anedotas Curtas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piadas-curtas"/><title type='text'>No velório</title><summary type="text">Um rapaz chegou a um velório, de modo a prestar homenagem ao pai do seu melhor amigo. Passados alguns minutos, perguntou:&amp;nbsp;– Alguém sabe qual é a senha do Wi-Fi?Um parente incomodado com a pergunta disse:– Respeite o falecido!E o jovem volta a perguntar:– É tudo junto?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/4245003619006162507/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/4245003619006162507?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/4245003619006162507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/4245003619006162507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2024/11/no-velorio.html' title='No velório'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16461256277803501811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfstQY3uXt4pBICpA9B87TZ4jQRwV5arjnjoGbSwF-Llb1DioQ0poYDV_qMuFN9kXP-b2F8qBZKzKw1QG89bPrcV1AjKA3KXgAwvxSQKNsvApRoD8TLtIr0XKpwpILONmbmOpDqNX9bLUwZWZJqfmaUbW0XC3SNpu35TR4GUu379B9KOwxFjl0wH97OPc/s72-c/pexels-pavel-danilyuk-7317678.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-5037030538251575246</id><published>2019-08-26T15:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-26T15:28:16.269+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>Carta a Einstein</title><summary type="text">

Reza a história que foi baseada em factos verídicos:

Uma vez, Einstein recebeu uma carta da misse Nova Orleães:
&quot;Caro professor Einstein, gostaria de ter um filho seu. Já reparou que a criança que nascesse seria maravilhosa, uma vez que eu sou uma mulher muito bela, e o senhor um homem muito inteligente&quot;.

A resposta de Einstein:
&quot;Querida misse Nova Orleães, o meu receio é que o nosso filho </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/5037030538251575246/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/5037030538251575246?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5037030538251575246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5037030538251575246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/carta-einstein.html' title='Carta a Einstein'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXwOeH9sVwxH05N3NpYyQWFwnbXInba5vngJTd8D9PqLY8mwufB4TlCgpizaYZs40lObmJfwVB33wZWz7MGN0NnqjtErIyThCnfpVF4YBuwG_Nxr-c_BaHmIR_71RkyW8_ToBjiU8nfec/s72-c/albert-einstein-1505932669R3h.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-6023091411723726241</id><published>2019-08-22T17:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-26T15:32:07.609+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>Mal entendido</title><summary type="text">

Uma jovem sai de uma igreja aos gritos:
- Aleluia! Aleluia! Ontem eu estava nos braços do demónio, e hoje estou nos braços de Jesus!
Naquele preciso momento, passa um bêbado junto à igreja, que depois de escutar a jovem, diz:
- E amanhã, já tem compromisso?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/6023091411723726241/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/6023091411723726241?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6023091411723726241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6023091411723726241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/mal-entendido.html' title='Mal entendido'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEig6VcF0RcBJ30BFxf21n0_JFJKIlRowTxXL49Zo7n2T4CrcVxDYMwoa00EdiIeHDifrrAw1sxPKFCIghWdyS9bTUKE8-x5MFfGJt6mVTFso5_esf-pN4lNfIuyFpeUBkHV-8Ak3eIqXaE/s72-c/drunkard-40577_960_720.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-5278578979182538366</id><published>2019-08-19T19:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-19T20:07:16.334+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adivinhas"/><title type='text'>Adivinha engraçada</title><summary type="text">

Para aguçar a mente, propomos uma adivinha engraçada. Será que a vai conseguir solucionar?

Adivinha:

Qual é o atleta que passa a vida lesionado?

Resposta: É o atleta Ama-Dor</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/5278578979182538366/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/5278578979182538366?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5278578979182538366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5278578979182538366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/adivinhas-engracadas.html' title='Adivinha engraçada'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhy7VqDZb6XTcLNWPnZoQ4pCPC29FG6Ml8GMfDkhaeBi6lwOaoxqkWPU_WXtQUCxV9LJ5rAx7RZzkwlxr_b3AdrUPptgXJsKunJVL-xsBPvVyIY3kPrXyNipVgtVoyoNW9CZDb82bhXbvI/s72-c/smiley-304294_960_720.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-2275993450920875286</id><published>2019-08-12T19:32:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-12T19:43:16.047+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Adivinhas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Charadas"/><title type='text'>Qual a fórmula química?</title><summary type="text">

Mais uma advinha. Desta feita, apela-se para os vossos conhecimentos de química. Ora aqui vai:

- Qual é a fórmula química da água benta?

Resposta: H2 DEUS O!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/2275993450920875286/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/2275993450920875286?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2275993450920875286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2275993450920875286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/charadas.html' title='Qual a fórmula química?'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguoBQfR5llnKv2b_A4PtHD9m2ckx3VG1dv61jeT9Wdnep20DFmg8JRB1fP3iGORcggPzjXlA_ZTg0GyHXWF5PUu_a__nNtsMWJ5oMJ-5AmjcdyzYoKlknafGp3ukDcWHSuCtf2YB_JTA/s72-c/agua-667355_960_720.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-5615291963644886507</id><published>2019-08-09T14:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-09T14:40:04.181+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas casamento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piadas mulheres"/><title type='text'>A escolha do marido</title><summary type="text">

Num belo dia, e num casamento com mais de vinte anos, diz a mulher para o marido:
Querido, o que preferes: uma mulher bonita ou uma mulher inteligente?
Responde o esposo sem tirar os olhos do jornal:
Nenhuma das duas opções. Tu sabes que eu só gosto de ti.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/5615291963644886507/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/5615291963644886507?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5615291963644886507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5615291963644886507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-casamento.html' title='A escolha do marido'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRSZL7p0sbmDEmt7Amh6rmsAIQLUNNcU5-1ggMaXxoIRPP2hxaM6bxgbkvCb4pMhCArwNrikfp9vqA8LWsEg8PeBtflSlyumJVhp9_cd8K4eDP5Tv474FGaV3CIEdch_NCRE6eGIj-Kw/s72-c/bridal-bouquet-3960220_960_720.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-2816548533949650197</id><published>2019-08-07T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-21T19:54:22.046+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Joãozinho"/><title type='text'>A língua portuguesa</title><summary type="text">

Na escola, durante a aula de Português, o professor pergunta ao Joãozinho:
- Joãozinho, diga o presente do indicativo do verbo caminhar.
O Joãozinho lá vai respondendo com dificuldade. Por isso a resposta sai-lhe lentamente:
&quot;- Eu caminho... tu caminhas... ele caminha... &quot;
- Mais depressa Joãozinho! - diz o professor.
- Nós corremos, vós correis, eles correm!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/2816548533949650197/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/2816548533949650197?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2816548533949650197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2816548533949650197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-curtas_40.html' title='A língua portuguesa'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLbiXHN6jT8CcuWo0KgvpUBwbiCXWs7-av5HhLG223whCaVwoIwdo4Tw-YbRLTSIPZ0W6l-QLpbODX2ZdeJWCdv8jHCIqVjNErYFGBxBwbh9lgABTi_YzwYdDIztBzbsLsh2GMFsbfKw/s72-c/Webp.net-compress-image.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-7576615775640857847</id><published>2019-08-07T12:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-07T12:35:55.137+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>Abelhas</title><summary type="text">

Mais uma adivinha divertida para nos rirmos um pouco, e para colocares os teus neurónios a funcionar. Ora cá vai:

O que faz uma abelha quando quer enviar informação a alguém?

Resposta: Manda um e-mel!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/7576615775640857847/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/7576615775640857847?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7576615775640857847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7576615775640857847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-curtas_7.html' title='Abelhas'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlrJa_6069IDrtBjEgMmCeF92bDjSYk_Mt2V5lzlyJKRaffLF2c5HnvnCohiGfWE2NJi4HpjzOhcTzVLOLVaPtaggthmyXlwPtNbfwv0Qhbi7MyuewkWyjaKNWht5tNAFUZ40m-7gEVIY/s72-c/honey-bees-326337_960_720.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-5345986026371684812</id><published>2019-08-05T19:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-06T19:10:06.584+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>Ao pequeno almoço</title><summary type="text">

Um português estava sentado numa mesa de café, a tomar o seu pequeno almoço (café da manhã,).&amp;nbsp; Na mesa ao lado, senta-se um espanhol, a mastigar uma pastilha elástica.

O português ignora o espanhol. O espanhol decide meter conversa:
- O senhor come esse pão inteiro? - pergunta o espanhol.
Responde o português com mau humor:
&amp;nbsp;- Claro.
&amp;nbsp;- Nós espanhóis não comemos. Nós comemos só </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/5345986026371684812/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/5345986026371684812?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5345986026371684812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5345986026371684812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/ao-pequeno-almoco.html' title='Ao pequeno almoço'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjwfWEmowr0H_zTr8Qc7tMNL4xIomgnIiSrVtWy-iqzRQQJOzVecW4NPwtQg_FII0tiQz5njve0TtgKFnN8inkU112AWl_nAzXVtJvbc04kczwl6Ha5ZF3rZyaAMOdEIZxrOmVMbFLaT7M/s72-c/1920px-Flag_of_Portugal.svg.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-369742543900040550</id><published>2019-08-04T17:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-06T19:18:33.490+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>Os micóbios também fazem surf. Sabias?</title><summary type="text">

Ora vamos lá a uma adivinha engraçada. Vamos a puxar pela massa cinzenta. Faz sempre bem dizem os cientistas. previne o aparecimento da doença de Alzheimer.
Ora aqui vai:
Qual é o local onde os micróbios fazem surf?


Os micróbios fazem surf no micro-ondas!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/369742543900040550/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/369742543900040550?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/369742543900040550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/369742543900040550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-curtas.html' title='Os micóbios também fazem surf. Sabias?'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWtaFQic5e6qGxW6TFzlwrdgvq-opg433Akii6MbnlQxlnJl9i4XoLtKn8c2l4Cf8KKjVNnAK3Nx0eqwQgrqlH4ZxKiMpZ0nbhOtt28HXgGT6GdZi89a0KI5EMEAqtC8ApjPO8vBEE-gA/s72-c/microondas.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-3554253571847522872</id><published>2019-08-03T18:01:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-03T18:40:07.087+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piadas de loiras"/><title type='text'>A loira e o seu gato</title><summary type="text">

Muito aflita, uma morena toca à campainha da casa da sua vizinha que era loira. A loira pergunta:
- Quem é?
- Dona Maria, venha cá abaixo. Venha o mais rápido que puder. É que o seu gatinho morreu atropelado!
A vizinha loira responde calmamente:
- Ora, Dona Isabel, não há problema! Os gatos têm sete vidas, por isso, ao meu, ainda lhe faltam seis vidas.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/3554253571847522872/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/3554253571847522872?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/3554253571847522872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/3554253571847522872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-de-loiras.html' title='A loira e o seu gato'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4QK3EJPQZD2IcnVjk7nVjHAOpEC-50srNeE-KQEb2C9pKQCBSe4jOB6qsAVZj6VbiYf4-RxxVBNDC8fYC9Oea2rFWP3aPnGkvzUTHZF3szM9S8kHT7fUzp73Bu_tUGCF4qjDirtSCiA/s72-c/eyes_cat_face_girl_human_cats_pet_funny-693654+compressed.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-960068243666137170</id><published>2019-08-01T17:56:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2019-08-06T19:06:41.337+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Joãozinho"/><title type='text'>Na aula de português</title><summary type="text">

Durante a aula de Português, o professor faz uma pergunta ao Joãozinho:
- Joãozinho qual é o tempo da frase: &quot;Eu procuro um homem fiel?&quot;
O Joãozinho pensa, e depois responde:
- É tempo perdido senhor professor!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/960068243666137170/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/960068243666137170?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/960068243666137170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/960068243666137170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/08/piadas-joaozinho.html' title='Na aula de português'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_-FIet6Dc0sTZPzhvZICFdxsnJDsxZ1dY0VUCj_LUYSTL1bay18-1o6vjckFyxjiqNCC6R2lH3DmSWGggNAw3n35pA22g7uNm78P82piiYXAAGvbipsrc85QWUrOopYBonoIKKB-R1ME/s72-c/class-1459570_960_720.png" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-7879258240992608825</id><published>2019-02-23T20:47:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2019-08-06T19:14:14.828+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas futebol"/><title type='text'>Sporting - Série de TV</title><summary type="text">

Os nossos leitores sportinguistas que nos perdoem, mas não resisto a contar uma piada sportinguista. Não pretendemos ofender ninguém. Ora cá vai.

Dois amigos num café:
-Oh pá. Tu já viste que o Sporting cada ano que passa se assemelha mais a uma série de TV?
-Como assim - responde o outro, espantado, sem perceber a comparação.
-É que os adeptos estão sempre à espera da nova temporada... 
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A professora pergunta aos seus alunos :
- Estão cinco passarinhos num ramo e vocês atiram. Conseguem matar um. Quantos ficam?
- Nenhum - responde o Joãozinho.
A professora fica surpresa com a resposta :
- Nenhum ?
- Claro... com o barulho do tiro todos levantam voo !
- Bem, não era essa a resposta que eu esperava, mas gosto da tua maneira de pensar !
- E agora, posso fazer-lhe eu uma pergunta </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/1116878829879633072/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/1116878829879633072?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1116878829879633072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1116878829879633072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2019/01/maneira-de-pensar.html' title='Maneira de pensar - Piada do Joãozinho'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16461256277803501811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpNc-KOGdGSDfjL85EJ7QXKs7KkKVlh2ieFeV2SbSUXVySnsHiUatQ5w1-eKl1WdPvB7dP2VOAYuxqVkHehmQ4GKHD53_udQuQqy0km-dooJ_EV2kwBqc9dfnxRRiRdnowzMzCPBVR8cg/s72-c/sala+aula.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-7965389922808816138</id><published>2018-12-28T19:23:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2018-12-28T19:23:52.326+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas de Natal"/><title type='text'>As renas também gostam de dançar</title><summary type="text">

Qual é a dança preferida das renas?



É a Maca-rrena.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/7965389922808816138/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/7965389922808816138?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7965389922808816138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7965389922808816138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2018/12/piadas-de-natal.html' title='As renas também gostam de dançar'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16461256277803501811</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0poz8ktgMKmDQBCP7RwxsHBGBvluHQXY-xmCUdUJIlX71s42C9zLo2b68ixqWheCS7ouLz19OZ82oSG6TI4yRwB9YGmsXGQQfVytH8ASrF9dgJ8MInUtHvQ12XvySJ8oAPWBe0Qaiapo/s72-c/rena+squoosh.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-6237609639659298856</id><published>2018-08-24T20:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2019-01-01T19:24:37.076+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas casamento"/><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piadas mulheres"/><title type='text'>Um passeio no centro comercial</title><summary type="text">



A esposa passeia de mãos dadas com o seu marido no centro comercial.
A páginas tantas, a sentir-se apaixonada, e depois de alguns anos de casamento, sentiu que a chama no seu matrimónio ainda se mantinha bem acesa.

Diz ela enternecida:

- Querido, como é romântico passear contigo de mãos dadas no centro comercial...

&amp;nbsp;- Oh querida, tem de ser de mãos dadas, porque caso contrário, tu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/6237609639659298856/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/6237609639659298856?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6237609639659298856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6237609639659298856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2018/08/piada-casamento.html' title='Um passeio no centro comercial'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2L1wxXipoFluUQ3r54dZz7fxSt1VDdIk9blWLi7-sRAplQD2j6mf6N_8Wrmw7gfmfNfU9hHKyEGbALPAMwwPWz82yjHe_17GtTkV_J-I9lR4jMMoi2dnXIL8ysu5ijRK8r6_YNYmFEvA/s72-c/2lndc0+squoosh.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-6674813283529147857</id><published>2018-06-20T19:39:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2018-06-20T19:39:45.340+01:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas futebol"/><title type='text'>O professor Cristiano Ronaldo</title><summary type="text">

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/6674813283529147857/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/6674813283529147857?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6674813283529147857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/6674813283529147857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2018/06/memes-futebol.html' title='O professor Cristiano Ronaldo'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i68.tinypic.com/5k55jo_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-892904910206239239</id><published>2017-04-27T21:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2019-01-01T19:37:29.264+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="piadas de loiras"/><title type='text'>O pote de creme</title><summary type="text">

Gosto muito de passear pelo meu país. Conhecer novos lugares, novas gentes, novos costumes.

Num desses meus passeios, deparei com uma capela que vista cá de fora me chamou a atenção pela sua modernidade. E nessa capela estava a acontecer um velório. Aproximei-me mais, e reparei que lá dentro estavam muitas coroas de flores. O defunto devia ser uma pessoa muito querida - pensei eu.

Olhei mais </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/892904910206239239/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/892904910206239239?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/892904910206239239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/892904910206239239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2017/04/piadas-de-loiras.html' title='O pote de creme'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiM1DrFzNBaDNFie0G965hQSkUy2-F2lXOZ63IdGrCbb8x5plRvz71kQc6f2Ju_6vI4CdYmcweJgTSQe_LKPB3pBk5iCm1sxeJSBoYLBnwjXQcuBkLrjl0fgca4zPN44P148kYMdfCQQ3E/s72-c/2013+squoosh.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-7774547113615248379</id><published>2017-03-14T22:07:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2017-03-14T22:07:20.980+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Piadas Curtas"/><title type='text'>O alentejano no concurso da TV</title><summary type="text">

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/7774547113615248379/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/7774547113615248379?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7774547113615248379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/7774547113615248379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2017/03/piadas-curtas.html' title='O alentejano no concurso da TV'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i67.tinypic.com/mhy54k_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-3345191059751930690</id><published>2017-02-26T23:09:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2018-12-27T17:02:26.685+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotos engraçadas"/><title type='text'>Alfabeto médico</title><summary type="text">

</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/3345191059751930690/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/3345191059751930690?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/3345191059751930690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/3345191059751930690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2017/02/imagens-engracadas-facebook.html' title='Alfabeto médico'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i66.tinypic.com/3mrp_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-1326287954752984791</id><published>2017-02-19T19:17:00.000+00:00</published><updated>2018-12-27T17:02:55.669+00:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="fotos engraçadas"/><title type='text'>O médico ajuda &quot;sempre&quot;</title><summary type="text">Quando temos algum problema de saúde, vamos ao médico.

Mas na resolução deste problema, parece-me que a ajuda profissional ficou longe do pretendido. Não me parece que tenha acertado na solução do problema.

No entanto não deixam de cobrar bem pelos seus conselhos...

Veja a foto divertida e divirta-se. 



</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/1326287954752984791/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/1326287954752984791?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1326287954752984791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1326287954752984791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2017/02/fotos-divertidas.html' title='O médico ajuda &quot;sempre&quot;'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://i64.tinypic.com/k3k70w_th.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-8597236725476802988</id><published>2016-12-15T22:27:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2016-12-15T22:27:53.842+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapada para cá, chapada pra lá</title><summary type="text">
Um pai compra um robot detector de mentiras que dá chapadas nas pessoas quando mentem. Decide testá-lo ao jantar&quot;Filho, onde estiveste hoje?&quot;&quot;Na escola pai&quot; O robot dá uma chapada no filho. &quot;Ok, vi um dvd em casa do Zé!&quot;&quot;Que dvd?&quot;&quot;Toy Story&quot; O robot dá outra chapada no filho.&quot;Ok, era porno&quot; choraminga o filho.&quot;O quê? Quando tinha a tua idade não sabia o que era porno!&quot;diz o pai. O robot dá uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/8597236725476802988/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/8597236725476802988?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/8597236725476802988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/8597236725476802988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2016/12/chapada-para-ca-chapada-pra-la.html' title='Chapada para cá, chapada pra lá'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-5121889604639023026</id><published>2016-12-13T14:45:00.003+00:00</published><updated>2016-12-13T14:45:27.128+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Conversa entre duas falecidas</title><summary type="text">




Morri congelada.
- Ai que horror!!! Deve ter sido horrível! Como é morrer congelada?
- Bom, no começo é muito ruim: primeiro são os arrepios, depois as dores nos dedos das mãos e dos pés, tudo congelando... Mas, depois veio um sono muito forte e eu perdi a consciência.
- E você, como morreu?
- Eu?????? Morri de ataque cardíaco. Estava desconfiada que meu marido me estivesse a trair.
Então, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/5121889604639023026/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/5121889604639023026?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5121889604639023026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/5121889604639023026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2016/12/conversa-entre-duas-falecidas.html' title='Conversa entre duas falecidas'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-1049821174743840193</id><published>2016-12-13T14:34:00.002+00:00</published><updated>2016-12-13T14:34:27.192+00:00</updated><title type='text'>Aposentado</title><summary type="text">
As 
  pessoas que ainda trabalham, perguntam-me muitas vezes, o que é que 
  eu 
  faço todos os dias, agora que estou reformado ...Bem, 
  por exemplo, outro dia eu fui &amp;nbsp;tratar de um&amp;nbsp;assunto no meu banco, não 
  demorei muito, foi uma questão de cinco&amp;nbsp;minutos.Quando saí, um 
  Polícia estava preenchendo uma multa por mau 
  estacionamento.&amp;nbsp;Rapidamente aproximei-me dele e </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/1049821174743840193/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/1049821174743840193?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1049821174743840193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/1049821174743840193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2016/12/aposentado.html' title='Aposentado'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7809644757224869600.post-2417775072473921356</id><published>2016-12-13T14:29:00.001+00:00</published><updated>2016-12-13T14:29:48.975+00:00</updated><title type='text'>O robot</title><summary type="text">
Um pai compra um robot detector de mentiras que dá chapadas nas pessoas quando mentem. Decide testá-lo ao jantar&quot;Filho, onde estiveste hoje?&quot;&quot;Na escola pai&quot; O robot dá uma chapada no filho. &quot;Ok, vi um dvd em casa do Zé!&quot;&quot;Que dvd?&quot;&quot;Toy Story&quot; O robot dá outra chapada no filho.&quot;Ok, era porno&quot; choraminga o filho.&quot;O quê? Quando tinha a tua idade não sabia o que era porno!&quot;diz o pai. O robot dá uma </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/feeds/2417775072473921356/comments/default' title='Enviar feedback'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/7809644757224869600/2417775072473921356?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2417775072473921356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7809644757224869600/posts/default/2417775072473921356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ptanedotas.blogspot.com/2016/12/o-robot.html' title='O robot'/><author><name>Dicas da Avó</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08254047025169474755</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='https://img1.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>