<?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-37050008</id><updated>2026-07-10T20:17:02.091-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog do Tacinho</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-5865303489404400296</id><published>2011-02-02T00:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T00:32:39.811-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Curiosidades</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; font-family: Times New Roman; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Como Surgiram os nomes de Grupos Musicais famosos &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Abba&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Formado pelas letras iniciais dos nomes dos quatro integrantes do grupo. Agneta Faltskog, Bjorn Ulvaeus, Benny Anderson e Anni-Frid Lyngstad. A palavra em si quer dizer Papai (ou paizinho) em hebraico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Aerosmith&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – O nome Aerosmith não significa absolutamente nada. Foi proposto por Joey Kramer e segundo Steven Tyler foi o único nome entre vários propostos que ninguém odiou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alice&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Cooper&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Foi o nome da banda montada pelo vocalista Vincent Damon Furnier, que tomou o nome para si após a dissolução desta. O nome, segundo Vincent, foi inspirado por um espírito através de uma tábua de ouija (uma ferramenta para comunicação com os mortos semelhante ao “jogo-do-copo” difundido no Brasil). Alice Cooper teria sido uma feiticeira em uma das vidas passadas do vocalista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Beatles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Inicialmente em 1956, eles se chamavam the Quarrymen, tirado do nome da escola em que estudavam, the Quarrybank High School. Com esse nome, a banda formou seu núcleo com John, Paul e George. Até 1959, os três já haviam saído desta escola, portanto era uma questão de tempo até mudarem o nome da banda. Experimentaram vários nomes sem muita convicção como Johnny &amp;amp; the Moondogs, mas só no final do ano resolvem pensar seriamente no assunto. O quarteto de Liverpool adorava Buddy Holly &amp;amp; the Crickets. O nome Cricket tem duplo sentido na Inglaterra. Lennon começou então a buscar outros insetos que pudessem ter um duplo sentido. Ele acabou chegando em beetles (besouros) escrito Beatles para fazer um trocadilho com beat music. Assim nasce the Beatles em final de 1959.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eagles&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Influenciado pelos Byrds e querendo um nome bem americano, Bernie Leadon conta: “Bem, nós todos queríamos um nome que fosse curto e conciso, que invocasse uma imagem. Nós achávamos que o nome seria muito importante. Todos estavam lendo Castaneda naquela época e queríamos um nome que tivesse alguma conotação mitológica. Frey queria um nome que pudesse servir para uma gangue de rua de Detroit e Henley estava envolvido com coisas indígenas. Todo mundo queria um nome simples e forte.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elton&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;John&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Tirado dos músicos Elton Dean and John Baldry. Seu nome verdadeiro é Reginald Dwight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Heavy Metal&lt;/span&gt; – Termo criado pelo autor beatnick William Burroughs nos anos sessenta sem nenhuma relação a música. Steppenwolf em “Born to be Wild” é o primeiro a usá-lo, “Heavy Metal Thunder”, referindo-se ao barulho alto do motor das motocicletas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Led&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Zeppelin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – O baterista do the Who, Keith Moon, achou que a banda de Jimmy Page, que ainda se chamava The New Yardbirds, era pesada como chumbo e flutuava como um Zepelim. Daí Lead Zeppelin (Zepelim de Chumbo). Um Zepelin trata-se de um balão dirigível em forma de charuto. Mais tarde o nome foi mudado para Led Zeppelin para não ter dúvidas quanto à pronúncia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oasis&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – É o nome de um centro esportivo em Swindon, Inglaterra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Queen&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Segundo Freddie Mercury: “Eu sempre tive a idéia fixa de chamar a banda de Queen. Este era um nome muito forte, muito universal e imediato, tinha uma visão de potência e estava aberta a vários tipos de interpretação. Eu estava ciente da possível conotação gay ao nome, mas essa era apenas uma das várias ‘caras’ para o nome.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Simply&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Red&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Mick Hucknall trabalhava à noite como DJ. Quando alguém perguntou como gostaria de ser chamado, ele disse: ‘Just Red’ (’Apenas Vermelho’), um apelido de infância do cantor por causa de seu cabelo extremamente avermelhado. O gerente então perguntou: ‘Como assim?’. ‘Simply Red’ (’Simplesmente Vermelho’), Mick respondeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;U2&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;– Modelo de avião usado para espionagem desenvolvidos pelo governo americano. Bono declarou certa vez que o nome vem da idéia de interatividade com o público, “You Too” (Você Também).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-small;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; – Paul McCartney bolou o nome enquanto aguardava em uma das asas do hospital onde Linda dava a luz a um dos seus filhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5865303489404400296/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/5865303489404400296?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5865303489404400296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5865303489404400296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/02/curiosidades.html' title='Curiosidades'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-5587411133751251287</id><published>2011-01-28T14:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-28T14:27:59.952-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Arquiteto pra quê???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuqgjsNRt7_HuABHYyhQrFnr4d6ENr715GwfLYUNQK_J2VZmQHai_XMCtgy0BneHwkOeg7wap8UOhmcqLbDbj33lDf0MsgcLNdRjqK1JtrYmsEwHad7uiV4-PU26ueB6C-PSDb/s1600/1+-+image001.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;400&quot; s5=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuqgjsNRt7_HuABHYyhQrFnr4d6ENr715GwfLYUNQK_J2VZmQHai_XMCtgy0BneHwkOeg7wap8UOhmcqLbDbj33lDf0MsgcLNdRjqK1JtrYmsEwHad7uiV4-PU26ueB6C-PSDb/s400/1+-+image001.jpg&quot; width=&quot;317&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O Faustão está magro, Silvio Santos quebrado, Tiririca alfabetizado, o Edson Celulari divorciado e o financiamento do novo estádio do corinthians aprovado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O poder econômico da europa foi rebaixado, o dólar desvalorizado, o wikleaks censurado, e o uso da camisinha pelo papa foi liberado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O imposto está elevado, Complexo do Alemão pacificado, o salário dos deputados aumentado, a Dilma promove político encalhado e o Lula finge ser cidadão de São Bernardo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O trânsito está complicado, o ENEM desmoralizado, O PT beneficiado e o Richarlyson chamou o juiz de viado!&quot;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace;&quot;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;O Q FALTA ACONTECER???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: &amp;quot;Courier New&amp;quot;, Courier, monospace; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;RSRS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4510387052070371436/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/4510387052070371436?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/4510387052070371436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/4510387052070371436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/essa-e-pra-resumir-bem-o-que-foi-2010.html' title='Essa é pra resumir bem o que foi 2010!!!!!'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-3518202049239239988</id><published>2011-01-27T11:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T11:47:38.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Professora é condenada por abusar de aluna no Rio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;A professora de Matemática Cristiane Barreiras, acusada de abusar de uma aluna de 13 anos, no Rio de Janeiro, foi condenada ontem a 12 anos de prisão por estupro de vulnerável, segundo confirmação do Tribunal de Justiça do Estado (TJ-RJ). A sentença foi dada na tarde de ontem pelo juiz Alberto Salomão Júnior, da 2.ª Vara Criminal de Bangu, na zona oeste da capital fluminense. Segundo o TJ-RJ, ela ainda poderá recorrer da sentença.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Cristiane Barreiras, de 33 anos, que trabalhava em uma escola em Realengo, na zona oeste, foi presa na madrugada do dia 27 de outubro do ano passado em Padre Miguel, na mesma região, após ser denunciada pela mãe da vítima na 33.ª Delegacia de Polícia (DP), de Realengo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;!--/texto--&gt;&lt;!--uol cel sem widgets--&gt;&lt;style&gt;
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- Você sabia que a preguiça é um dos sete pecados capitais?&lt;br /&gt;
E o outro, sem nem se mexer:&lt;br /&gt;
- A inveja também !</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3620915010786011745/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/3620915010786011745?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3620915010786011745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3620915010786011745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/curtinha.html' title='Curtinha'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-5123758674961611156</id><published>2011-01-18T20:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T20:14:05.982-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto indígena</title><content type='html'>Um dia, enquanto galopava, um Bom Homem encontrou um índio cavalgando. Ao seu lado iam um cachorro e uma cabrita.&lt;br /&gt;
O Bom Homem começou então um diálogo com o índio:&lt;br /&gt;
- Olá, belo cão você tem aí. Importa-se se eu falar com ele?&lt;br /&gt;
Índio: - Cão não falar.&lt;br /&gt;
- Olá cão, com vai?&lt;br /&gt;
Cão: - Bem obrigado!&lt;br /&gt;
O índio FICA absolutamente chocado... E o Bom Homem continua...&lt;br /&gt;
- Esse cara é o seu dono?&lt;br /&gt;
Cão: - Sim!&lt;br /&gt;
- E como ele te trata?&lt;br /&gt;
Cão: - Muito bem. Todo dia ele me deixa correr livremente, me dá uma boa semana...&lt;br /&gt;
O índio FICA totalmente boquiaberto..&lt;br /&gt;
O Bom Homem então diz:&lt;br /&gt;
- Se importa se eu falar com seu cavalo?&lt;br /&gt;
Índio: - Cavalo não falar.&lt;br /&gt;
- Oi cavalo, como vai você?&lt;br /&gt;
Cavalo : - Muito bem!&lt;br /&gt;
- Esse aí é o seu dono?&lt;br /&gt;
Cavalo: - Sim...&lt;br /&gt;
Homem: - E como ele te trata?&lt;br /&gt;
Cavalo: - Muitíssimo bem. Cavalgamos regularmente, ele me escova sempre e me mantém sob uma árvore para me proteger da chuva e do Sol.&lt;br /&gt;
O índio FICA simplesmente abobalhado...&lt;br /&gt;
E o Bom Homem continua...&lt;br /&gt;
- Se importa se eu falar com sua cabrita?&lt;br /&gt;
Índio: - Melhor não.... Cabrita muito mentirosa!!!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5123758674961611156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/5123758674961611156?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5123758674961611156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5123758674961611156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/conto-indigena.html' title='Conto indígena'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-6666127918566967933</id><published>2011-01-18T19:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-18T19:22:57.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gestão de resultados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Em uma cidade do interior, viviam duas mulheres que tinham o mesmo nome, Flávia. Uma era freira e a outra taxista.&lt;br /&gt;
Quis o destino que morressem no mesmo dia. Quando chegaram ao céu, Pedro as esperava.&lt;br /&gt;
- O teu nome?&lt;br /&gt;
- Flávia&lt;br /&gt;
- A freira?&lt;br /&gt;
- Não, a taxista.&lt;br /&gt;
Pedro consulta as suas notas e diz:&lt;br /&gt;
- Bem, ganhaste o paraíso. Leva esta túnica com fios de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;
Pode entrar.&lt;br /&gt;
A seguir...:&lt;br /&gt;
- O teu nome?&lt;br /&gt;
- Flávia&lt;br /&gt;
- A freira?&lt;br /&gt;
- Sim, eu mesma.&lt;br /&gt;
- Bem, ganhaste o paraíso. Leva esta túnica de linho. Pode entrar.&lt;br /&gt;
-A religiosa diz:&lt;br /&gt;
- Desculpe, mas deve haver engano.&lt;br /&gt;
- Eu sou Flávia, a freira!&lt;br /&gt;
- Sim, minha filha, e ganhaste o paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;
-Leva esta túnica de linho...&lt;br /&gt;
- Não pode ser! Eu conheço a outra, Senhor.&lt;br /&gt;
Era taxista, vivia na minha cidade e era um desastre! Subia as calçadas, batia com o carro todos os dias, conduzia pessimamente e assustava as pessoas. Nunca mudou, apesar das multas e repreensões policiais.&lt;br /&gt;
E quanto a mim, passei 65 anos pregando todos os domingos na paróquia. Como é que ela recebe a túnica com fios de ouro e eu esta?&lt;br /&gt;
- Não há nenhum engano - diz São Pedro. É que, aqui no céu, adotamos uma gestão mais profissional do que a de vocês lá na Terra..&lt;br /&gt;
- Não entendo!&lt;br /&gt;
- Eu explico: Já ouviu falar de Gestão de Resultados? Agora nos orientamos por objetivos, e observamos que nos últimos anos, cada vez que tu pregavas, as pessoas dormiam. E cada vez que ela conduzia o táxi, as pessoas rezavam!!&lt;br /&gt;
Resultado é o que importa!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6666127918566967933/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/6666127918566967933?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/6666127918566967933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/6666127918566967933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/gestao-de-resultados.html' title='Gestão de resultados'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-7323640512652019504</id><published>2011-01-16T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:23:30.315-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;border-bottom: windowtext 1pt solid; border-left-color: windowtext; border-right: windowtext 1pt solid; border-top: windowtext 1pt solid;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Na ONU, dois americanos estão conversando sobre a&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000099;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;violência no &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;undo atual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 10pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;Um deles mostra uma cicatriz no queixo e fala:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;b&gt;- &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;New York City!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;O outro mostra uma cicatriz na perna:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;- &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Atlantic City!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;LULA &lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;que observava de longe sem entender p...rra nenhuma, entra na rodinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #000099;&quot;&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;levanta a camisa, mostra uma cicatriz na barriga e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: 18pt;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;b&gt;- &lt;span style=&quot;color: red;&quot;&gt;Apêndi City!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7323640512652019504/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/7323640512652019504?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7323640512652019504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7323640512652019504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/na-onu-dois-americanos-estao.html' title=''/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-5585309931454115455</id><published>2011-01-16T01:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:20:30.110-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Casal de surdos</title><content type='html'>Um surdo e uma surda se casaram. Durante a primeira semana, eles descobriram que eram incapazes de se comunicar na cama quando a luz estivesse apagada, pois não podiam enxergar a linguagem dos sinais. &lt;br /&gt;
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Depois de várias noites pensando em alguma solução, a esposa disse, gesticulando:&lt;br /&gt;
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- Querido, por que não fazemos alguns sinais simples? Por exemplo, à noite, se você quiser fazer sexo comigo, pegue no meu seio esquerdo uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;
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Se não quiser fazer sexo, pegue no meu seio direito uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;
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O marido acha uma grande idéia e gesticula de volta para a esposa:&lt;br /&gt;
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- Ótima idéia! E se você quiser fazer sexo comigo, balance meu pinto uma vez. Se não quiser, balance meu pinto 250 vezes, BEM RÁPIDO!</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5585309931454115455/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/5585309931454115455?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5585309931454115455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5585309931454115455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/casal-de-surdos.html' title='Casal de surdos'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-5134682761232570750</id><published>2011-01-16T01:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:18:29.132-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases hilárias</title><content type='html'>Dizem que mulher satisfeita não trai. Mas alguém já viu mulher satisfeita ?&lt;br /&gt;
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Se você está se sentindo sozinho, achando que ninguém liga para você, atrase um pagamento!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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Sexo é como vestibular, não importa a posição, o importante é entrar.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mulher bonita é igual a tsunami: Quando chega vem cheia de onda e ninguém enxerga o perigo. Quando vai embora leva o carro, a casa e tudo mais que estiver ao seu alcance.&lt;br /&gt;
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Homem é como vassoura: sem o pau, não serve pra nada.&lt;br /&gt;
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Marido é igual à menstruação: Quando chega, incomoda; quando atrasa, preocupa.&lt;br /&gt;
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A calcinha não é a melhor coisa do mundo, mas está bem perto.&lt;br /&gt;
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A mulher está sempre ao lado do homem, para o que der e vier; já o homem, está sempre ao lado da mulher que vier e der.&lt;br /&gt;
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Se sua mulher pedir mais liberdade, compre uma corda mais comprida.&lt;br /&gt;
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Todo homem tem a fantasia de fazer sexo com duas mulheres ao mesmo tempo e as mulheres deveriam gostar da idéia. Pelo menos, teriam com quem conversar depois que ele pegasse no sono.&lt;br /&gt;
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Mulher feia é que nem muro alto: primeiro dá um medo, mas depois a gente acaba trepando .&lt;br /&gt;
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Sabe o que é a Meia Idade? É a altura da vida em que o trabalho já não dá prazer e o prazer começa a dar trabalho!!!&lt;br /&gt;
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O homem nasce sorrindo, cresce fingindo, vive traindo e morre mentindo. A mulher nasce chorando, cresce amando, vive dando e morre negando...</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/5134682761232570750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/5134682761232570750?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5134682761232570750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/5134682761232570750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/frases-hilarias.html' title='Frases hilárias'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-4826925323384874700</id><published>2011-01-16T01:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:12:05.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Transa na Arca de Noé...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Na Arca de Noé, a bicharada logo que entrou, danou a transar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;Noé baixou uma lei em que os animais só poderiam transar em dia marcados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;Para isso, entregou uma fichinha para cada um dos animais contendo dia e hora para o ato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;O macaco (sempre o macaco) passou pela macaca, e, no meio de outros animais disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;- Quarta-feira, 3 horas, você vai sofrer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;A macaca ficou envergonhada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;Logo depois, de novo, lá vem o macaco, e no meio de outros bichos diz :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;- Quarta-feira, 3 horas você vai sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;- Ela, aborrecida, foi reclamar para Noé.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;- Noé... o macaco, toda hora que me encontra fala pra toda bicharada ouvir que quarta-feira, 3 horas, eu vou sofrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;Eu sei que quarta, 3 horas, vamos transar, mas não precisa ficar anunciando aos quatro ventos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;Noé foi falar com o macaco, repreendendo-o, quando ouviu por resposta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-weight: bold;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;- Desculpe-me Noé, mas ela vai sofrer mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Times New Roman;&quot;&gt;&lt;span&gt;É que eu perdi a minha fichinha pro jumento no jogo de truco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/4826925323384874700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/4826925323384874700?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/4826925323384874700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/4826925323384874700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/transa-na-arca-de-noe.html' title='Transa na Arca de Noé...'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-3314014460671793587</id><published>2011-01-16T01:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:06:37.079-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Reencarnação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Um casal fez um acordo que se existisse reencarnação, o primeiro a morrer informaria o outro como é que é. O marido foi primeiro.&lt;br /&gt;
Contactou a mulher e contou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;
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&quot;Bem, levanto-me cedo e faço sexo. Tomo desjejum e vou para o campo de golfe. Faço mais sexo, apanho sol e faço sexo mais algumas vezes. Depois do almoço (tu gostarias, muitas verduras!!), mais sexo. Um&lt;br /&gt;
passeio pelo campo de golfe e mais sexo o resto da tarde. Depois do jantar, volto ao campo de golfe e faço mais sexo até anoitecer. Depois durmo muito bem para recuperar e no dia seguinte recomeça tudo igual.&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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A mulher pergunta: &quot;Estás no Paraíso?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;
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E ele: &quot;Não. Reencarnei e agora sou um coelho em Uberaba&quot;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3314014460671793587/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/3314014460671793587?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3314014460671793587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3314014460671793587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/reencarnacao.html' title='Reencarnação'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-2011412288459891559</id><published>2011-01-16T00:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T01:00:59.715-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primeiro cheque-salário do deputado mais votado do Brasil</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCs1somFjMdfm8p6gq1w77H2UQANR8fI4naXuFrg7nDG-wwK-OqtdrLxl-07rA94xk9WvAAEsWdsv420GcnRGDYJs5UZPBzMzNUYr-IF49crtWnQvw_GaKjjHNjrQDku76uPs2/s1600/tiririca_860.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;height: 223px; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 518px;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;172&quot; n4=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCs1somFjMdfm8p6gq1w77H2UQANR8fI4naXuFrg7nDG-wwK-OqtdrLxl-07rA94xk9WvAAEsWdsv420GcnRGDYJs5UZPBzMzNUYr-IF49crtWnQvw_GaKjjHNjrQDku76uPs2/s400/tiririca_860.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2011412288459891559/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/2011412288459891559?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/2011412288459891559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/2011412288459891559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/primeiro-cheque-salario-do-deputado.html' title='Primeiro cheque-salário do deputado mais votado do Brasil'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCs1somFjMdfm8p6gq1w77H2UQANR8fI4naXuFrg7nDG-wwK-OqtdrLxl-07rA94xk9WvAAEsWdsv420GcnRGDYJs5UZPBzMzNUYr-IF49crtWnQvw_GaKjjHNjrQDku76uPs2/s72-c/tiririca_860.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-3181405203416639701</id><published>2011-01-16T00:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:56:27.665-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Freira higiênica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: #008400;&quot;&gt;Um trem bate em um ônibus cheio de freiras, e todas morrem.&lt;br /&gt;
Elas estão todas de frente para São Pedro, tentando atravessar os portões do paraíso.&lt;br /&gt;
O santo pergunta à primeira freira:&lt;br /&gt;
- Irmã Teresa, você, alguma vez, já teve contato com um pênis?&lt;br /&gt;
A irmã sorri, timidamente, e responde:&lt;br /&gt;
- Bem, uma vez toquei a cabeça de um, com a pontinha do meu dedo...&lt;br /&gt;
- OK, diz o porteiro do Céu.&amp;nbsp; Enfie a ponta do dedo nesta bacia com água benta e atravesse o portão...&lt;br /&gt;
São Pedro pergunta, então, à segunda freira:&lt;br /&gt;
- Irmã Rosa, você alguma vez, teve contato com um pênis?&lt;br /&gt;
A irmã reluta um pouco, mas responde:&lt;br /&gt;
- Bem, uma vez eu segurei e acariciei um....&lt;br /&gt;
- Sendo assim,&amp;nbsp; determina São Pedro -, enfie a mão toda na água benta e atravesse o portão.&lt;br /&gt;
De repente, forma-se um tumulto na fila das freiras.&lt;br /&gt;
Uma delas começa a empurrar as outras para passar na frente.&lt;br /&gt;
Quando a freirinha afoita chega ao início da fila, São Pedro pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;
- Irmã, irmã... qual é o motivo da pressa?&lt;br /&gt;
E a freira responde:&lt;br /&gt;
- É que, se eu vou ter que fazer gargarejo com essa água, melhor fazer agora antes que a irmã Jurema lave a bunda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3181405203416639701/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/3181405203416639701?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3181405203416639701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3181405203416639701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/freira-higienica.html' title='Freira higiênica'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-7520718558485803324</id><published>2011-01-16T00:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T00:50:39.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSELHO PATERNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;- Pai, vou me divorciar da minha mulher. Há seis meses que ela não fala comigo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;O pai fica em silêncio durante uns momentos, bebe mais um gole da cerveja e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Tahoma;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-size: large;&quot;&gt;- Pensa melhor nisso meu filho, mulheres assim são difíceis de arranjar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7520718558485803324/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/7520718558485803324?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7520718558485803324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7520718558485803324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/conselho-paterno.html' title='CONSELHO PATERNO'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-3570962306820423071</id><published>2011-01-12T14:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T14:03:18.537-03:00</updated><title type='text'>POR QUE O HOMEM TEM QUE PAGAR A CONTA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Texto escrito por uma mulher, CLARO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Homens chamam mulheres para sair e não sabem o estresse que isso gera em nossas vidas. Saibam, rapazes, o que se passa nos bastidores...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Ele te chama para jantar. Você sorri: &#39;Claro, vamos sim&#39;. Inferno na Terra. Você começa a se reprogramar mentalmente e pensar no que fazer para estar impecável até lá; cancela até seus compromissos. Começa a odisséia...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Você pára de comer, claro. Tem que estar magra no dia do jantar e mulher sempre está gorda. Começa a dieta do queijo: ficar sem comer nada o dia inteiro e, quando sente que vai desmaiar, come uma fatia de queijo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Fazer pé e mão. Homens perguntam: &#39;Por quê pé? Ela pode usar sapatos fechados?&#39;. Lei de Murphy: Sempre dá merda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Um infeliz me levou num restaurante japonês. Tirei o sapato para sentar nos tatames. Tomei no c_ bonito! Mostrei meu esmalte semi-descascado...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Tem que fazer pé e mão, até porque boa parte dessa raça tem uma tara bizarra por pé feminino. OBS: Isso me emputece. Horas de academia e o cara tem tara na porra do pé...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Hidratação, escova, chapinha, tintura, retoque de raiz, etc.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Aí tem a depilação: perna, axila, virilha, sobrancelha, etc. Puta que pariu... lá se vai mais uma hora (DOLORIDA) do seu dia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Chegou o grande dia! Cedo tem a passadinha na academia para malhar desumanamente até quase cuspir o pulmão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;O Zé Ruela não disse onde ia levar a gente... Dilema: &#39;Será que estou bem vestida?...&#39; Se te serve de consolo, ele não vai perceber.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Aliás, ele não vai perceber quase NADA. Você pode aparecer de Chanel ou enrolada em um pano qualquer. Eles não reparam em detalhes. Bom , pelo menos sabem dizer quando estamos bonitas (só não sabem o porquê).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Depois de passar rímel, a babaca fica separando cílio por cílio com palito de dente pra ficar com um olhar mais bonito...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Homens não entendem, mas tem dias que a gente acorda gorda. Sério! Ontem o corpo estava lindo, e hoje... PORCA! Juro que acontece. Você compra uma roupa para um evento. Na loja fica linda, mas na hora de sair fica um c_.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Se for um desses dias em que seu corpo está um c_ e o espelho de sacanagem com sua cara, você acaba com uma pilha de roupas em cima da cama, chorando e gritando: &#39;EU NÃO TENHO ROOOOOUUUUUPAAAA&#39;. Aí tem que refazer a maquiagem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;E quando você inventa de colocar aquela calça apertada e tem que deitar na cama e pedir para outro ser humano enfiar ela em você? Uma gracinha, já vai para o jantar lacrada a vácuo. Se espirrar, a calça perfura o pâncreas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Lingerie feminina ou é bonita, ou é confortável. Você quer usar sua calcinha de algodão, surradinha e confortável, mas totalmente ati-tesônica... Pensa: &#39;Eu não vou dar para ele hoje mesmo, que se foooda&#39;. &#39;Mas e se, mesmo sem dar para ele, eu subir uma escada e ele acabar vendo a minha calcinha...Broxará para todo o sempre comigo...&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Puta da vida, você tira sua calcinha amiga e coloca uma daquelas porras mínimas e rendadas, que vão ficar entrando na sua bunda a noite toda...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Você decide usar o sapato assassino. Lei de Murphy de novo... No meio da noite o animal solta um &#39;Sei que você adora dançar, vamos dançar! Ao dançar, você tenta fazer parecer que as lágrimas são de emoção.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Uma vez um sapato me machucou tanto, que fiz um bilhete e colei nele, para lembrar de nunca mais usar!.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Pergunta masculina: Por quê você não deu o sapato?????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Porra... custou caro pra cacete. Vou guardar. Eu sei, eu sei, materialista do caralho. Vou voltar como besouro de esterco na próxima encarnação e comer muito cocô para ver se evoluo espiritualmente! Mas por hora, o sapato fica!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Pronto! Você tá linda, apenas lutando mentalmente com o dilema &#39;Será que dou para ele? É o terceiro encontro, talvez eu deva dar... Começa a bater a ansiedade. Liga para a melhor amiga e diz que não quer mais ir, que saír com homens é muito estressante e que quer voltar tartaruga na próxima encarnação.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Ela, coitada, escuta pacientemente e tenta te acalmar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Agora imaginem se depois de tudo isso, o filho da puta liga e cancela o encontro? &#39;Surgiu um imprevisto, podemos remarcar?&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Gente, eu fico PUTA com isso! Não, não podemos remarcar. Tá louco?! A essas alturas, a dieta radical do queijo já faz com que você enxergue tudo turvo..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Eles acham que é simples, que a gente levantou da cama e foi direto pro carro deles, lindas desse jeito. Se fode aí, meu! Vem me buscar de maca, cadeira de rodas, no soro, mas NUNCA desmarque com uma mulher. Só em caso de morte de pai ou mãe por AVC no trânsito. Mas isso foi só um pesadelo paranóico. Ele liga e diz que está chegando. Você se perfuma, escova os dentes, entra no carro e ele sequer olha sua roupa. Não repara em NADA, nadinha... Acha que você é assim ao natural e só diz: &#39;Hummm, tá cheirosa&#39;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Pior é quando ele tira sua calça junto com a calcinha e nem vê. Pois é, Minha Amiga, você passou a noite toda com a rendinha atochada no rego (que por sinal custou muito caro) para nada...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Homens, uma calcinha de marca custa o mesmo que um MP4!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Favor tirar sem rasgar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;No meio da noite, já não sinto os dedos do pé, é o princípio de gangrena em função do sapato bico fino. Ele conta piadas e ri . Eu também estaria rindo se não fosse essa calcinha intra-uterina raspando o colo do meu útero&#39;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Sinto meu estômago fagocitando meu fígado, mas só belisco a comida de leve, constrangida dele achar que eu como muito.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Para finalizar, veja quanto custa esse jantarzinho para nós, mulheres:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Roupa................ ......... ......... .......R$ 200,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Lingerie..... ......... .......... ......... .....R$ 80,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Maquiagem..... ......... ......... ......... .R$ 50,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Sapato...... ........ ......... ........... .....R$ 140,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Depilação............. .......... ......... ....R$ 50,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Mão e pé........... .......... ......... ......R$ 30,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Perfume importado........ .......... .....R$ 130,00 (se for o de 30 ml...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Pílula anticoncepcional.. ......... .......R$ 25,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;JOGANDO O VALOR PARA BAIXO, gastamos uns R$ 700,00. Entendem porquê o homem TEM QUE PAGAR A CONTA?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Tem mais: Os homens que nunca dão o primeiro passo (ou seja, ainda não entenderam o que é SER HOMEM em nossa sociedade), perdem o interesse em nós quando tomamos a iniciativa. AGORA.... QUEM NESSE MUNDO ENTENDE OS HOMENS?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: large;&quot;&gt;Assinado: Um mulher revoltada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/3570962306820423071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/3570962306820423071?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3570962306820423071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/3570962306820423071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/por-que-o-homem-tem-que-pagar-conta.html' title='POR QUE O HOMEM TEM QUE PAGAR A CONTA...'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-4266600806908418534</id><published>2011-01-11T08:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-11T08:11:14.483-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-family: Calibri;&quot;&gt;Hoje pela manhã entrei no site UOL, e uma matéria entitulada “&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-font-kerning: 18.0pt;&quot;&gt;Honda exibe como será o novo Civic&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;” me chamou a atenção. Fiquei curioso em saber quais seriam as mudanças, mas fiquei apenas com o gosto de duas fotos, uma de frente e outra de fundo. Na frente, a Honda preservou a estrutura dos faróis e mudou somente alguns detalhes na tela e no pára-choque. Já na traseira, mudou significadamente pra um modo ainda mais esportivo, mantendo o carro mais lindo do que nunca. A matéria ficou um pouco vaga, pois não dizia nada sobre motorização e nem conteúdo das versões. No final da matéria, uma coisa me deixou intrigado, foi a maneira como o editor Cláudio de Souza, UOL, se referiu ao painel do Civic atual. Ele simplesmente o chamou de horrível. Vou mostrar aqui no blog algumas fotos do painel do New Civic&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;e do seu principal concorrente, o Corolla, e façam vocês mesmo a&lt;span style=&quot;mso-spacerun: yes;&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;comparação. Na minha opinião, nenhum carro que circula no Brasil, tem um painel tão moderno e tão lindo como o do New Civic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt; text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«O iPod nunca terá sucesso»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, disse Alan Sugar, fundador da Amstrad, em 2005.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Não é necessário um computador em cada casa»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, afirmou Ken Olsen, fundador da Digital Equipment, em 1977.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Os aspiradores impulsionados por energia nuclear serão uma realidade em dez anos»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, garantiu Alex Lewyt, presidente da fabricante de aspiradores Lewyt, em 1955.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«A televisão não vai durar muito, porque as pessoas cansar-se-ão rapidamente de passar todas as noites a olhar para uma caixa de madeira»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, pressagiou Darryl Zanuck, produtor da 20th Century Fox, em 1946.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Nunca se irá fabricar um avião maior do que este»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, proclamou um engenheiro da Boeing, sobre o 247, que tinha capacidade para dez passageiros, em 1933.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Estamos no limiar do correio via foguete»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, disse Arthur Summerfield, diretor-geral do Serviço Postal, em 1959.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Ninguém vai precisar de mais de 640 Kb de memória no seu PC»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, assegurou Bill Gates, em 1981.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Os norte-americanos precisam do telefone, mas nós não. Nós temos mensageiros de sobra»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, disse Sir William Preece, director da oficina britânico dos Correios, em 1878.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: navy; font-family: tahoma, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;«Vai-se acabar por provar que os raio-X são uma farsa»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span lang=&quot;PT&quot;&gt;, adivinhou Lord Kelvin, presidente da Royal Society, em 1883.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/487238300036662510/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/487238300036662510?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/487238300036662510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/487238300036662510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/as-dez-piores-profecias-tecnologicas-de.html' title='AS DEZ PIORES PROFECIAS TECNOLÓGICAS DE SEMPRE...'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-7634347910873278844</id><published>2011-01-08T04:59:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T05:01:19.053-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CONTO INFANTIL MODERNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;O coelho vinha correndo pela floresta quando viu uma girafa acendendo um cigarro &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;de maconha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Então, ele parou e disse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;- Dona girafa, pare de fumar isso ai e vamos correr pela floresta, você vai ver como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;ficará em forma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;A girafa pensou, jogou o cigarro fora e foi correr com o amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Pouco mais à frente, eles encontraram um urso cheirando cola. O coelho de novo:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Oh, seu urso, deixa disso!! Venha correr com a gente para ficar em forma!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;O urso colocou a lata de lado e foi correr com eles.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Mais para a frente, encontraram um elefante consumindo cocaína:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Oh, elefante, não perca seu tempo com isso! Vamos entrar em forma correndo pela floresta.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;E o elefante se juntou ao grupo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;Metros adiante estava o leão, viciado em heroína, com uma seringa:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Oh, meu grande rei, pare de fazer isso e vamos entrar em forma!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;O coelho levou uma patada tão grande que voou longe.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class=&quot;MsoNormal&quot; style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;Os animais, revoltados, perguntaram ao leão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: black;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Você está louco? Por que fez isso com ele?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;E o leão respondeu:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;strong&gt;- Toda vez que esse coelho filho da puta&amp;nbsp; toma ecstasy me faz correr como um idiota pela floresta inteira!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;o&gt;&lt;/o&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/7634347910873278844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/7634347910873278844?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7634347910873278844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/7634347910873278844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/conto-infantil-moderno.html' title='CONTO INFANTIL MODERNO'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-6757764214071415888</id><published>2011-01-08T04:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T04:42:55.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrela do mar morta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class=&quot;separator&quot; style=&quot;clear: both; text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;a href=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpe_lMcw8asvbYyY2IAVwoAx18SWBolWeKDnu6xZjE_YTE_BfRgk_INp79MGNTFm2V8aDyI9Ul3enp7w0oW7TM0NM43poGDpG3Pg88Y6o7yov_hXLO-8MY_w8nusyvfEXK5Lg/s1600/Estrela+do+mar.jpg&quot; imageanchor=&quot;1&quot; style=&quot;margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;&quot;&gt;&lt;img border=&quot;0&quot; height=&quot;338&quot; n4=&quot;true&quot; src=&quot;https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpe_lMcw8asvbYyY2IAVwoAx18SWBolWeKDnu6xZjE_YTE_BfRgk_INp79MGNTFm2V8aDyI9Ul3enp7w0oW7TM0NM43poGDpG3Pg88Y6o7yov_hXLO-8MY_w8nusyvfEXK5Lg/s400/Estrela+do+mar.jpg&quot; width=&quot;400&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/6757764214071415888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/6757764214071415888?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/6757764214071415888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/6757764214071415888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/estrela-do-mar-morta.html' title='Estrela do mar morta'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFpe_lMcw8asvbYyY2IAVwoAx18SWBolWeKDnu6xZjE_YTE_BfRgk_INp79MGNTFm2V8aDyI9Ul3enp7w0oW7TM0NM43poGDpG3Pg88Y6o7yov_hXLO-8MY_w8nusyvfEXK5Lg/s72-c/Estrela+do+mar.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-2064883186882356512</id><published>2011-01-08T04:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T04:40:45.478-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DOR DE CABEÇA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Um cara sofria de dor de cabeça crônica infernal. Foi ao médico que, depois dos exames de praxe, disse:&lt;br /&gt;
- Meu caro, tenho uma boa e outra má notícia. A boa, é que posso curá-lo dessa dor de cabeça para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;
A má notícia é que para fazer isso eu preciso castrá-lo! Seus testículos estão pressionando a espinha, e essa pressão provoca uma dor de cabeça infernal. Para aliviar o sofrimento preciso removê-los.&lt;br /&gt;
O cara levou um choque e caiu em depressão. Passou dias meditando.&lt;br /&gt;
Indagava se havia alguma coisa pela qual valesse a pena viver. Não teve outra escolha a não ser submeter-se à vontade do bisturi. &lt;br /&gt;
Quando deixou o hospital, pela primeira vez, depois de 20 anos, não sentia mais dor de cabeça. No entanto, percebeu que uma parte importante de si estava faltando. Enquanto caminhava pelas ruas notava que era um homem diferente, mas que poderia ter um novo começo.&lt;br /&gt;
Avistou uma loja de roupas masculinas de grife.&lt;br /&gt;
- É disto que eu preciso, disse para si mesmo. Quero um terno novo, pediu ao vendedor.&lt;br /&gt;
O alfaiate, de idade avançada, deu uma olhadela, e falou:&lt;br /&gt;
- Vejamos... é um 44 longo.&lt;br /&gt;
O cara riu: - é isso mesmo, como é que o senhor soube?&lt;br /&gt;
- Estou no ramo há mais de 60 anos, respondeu o alfaiate.&lt;br /&gt;
Experimentou o terno, que lhe caiu muito bem. Enquanto se admirava no espelho, o alfaiate perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;
- Que tal uma camisa nova?&lt;br /&gt;
Ele pensou por alguns instantes:&lt;br /&gt;
- Claro .&lt;br /&gt;
O alfaiate olhou e disse:&lt;br /&gt;
- 34 de manga, e 16 de pescoço.&lt;br /&gt;
E ele pasmado:&lt;br /&gt;
- Mas, é isso mesmo, como pôde adivinhar?&lt;br /&gt;
- Estou no ramo há mais de sessenta anos, disse.&lt;br /&gt;
Experimentou a camisa e ficou satisfeito.&lt;br /&gt;
Enquanto andava pela loja, o alfaiate sugeriu-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;
- Que tal uma cueca nova?&lt;br /&gt;
- Claro.&lt;br /&gt;
O alfaiate olhou seus quadris, e lascou:&lt;br /&gt;
- Vejamos... Acho que é 36.&lt;br /&gt;
O cara soltou uma gargalhada:&lt;br /&gt;
- Desta vez, te peguei. Uso o tamanho 34 desde os 18 anos de idade.&lt;br /&gt;
O alfaiate sacudiu a cabeça:&lt;br /&gt;
- Você não pode usar 34. O tamanho 34, pra você, pressiona os testículos contra a espinha, e essa pressão deve provocar em você uma dor de cabeça infernal.&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/feeds/2064883186882356512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/37050008/2064883186882356512?isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/2064883186882356512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37050008/posts/default/2064883186882356512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tacinho.blogspot.com/2011/01/dor-de-cabeca.html' title='DOR DE CABEÇA'/><author><name>Wilson Filho</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16088686542684539942</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='28' height='32' src='//blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg0Grj1tnNbRZCQwYef1ZxOM_kDLSYne4leWna_i6k9SubiQc4jAfVbHFPvcQALxE2lZNlHbXpWS6YyFdhT7OJSQFihTbZTgZBknMBysAEHZMCFxOcFhWFHhj2HeSftSLk/s220/Image1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37050008.post-8520193868246786544</id><published>2011-01-08T04:16:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T04:17:58.019-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ronaldinho Gaucho no Cruzeiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Nem Flamengo, nem Grêmio, nem Palmeiras e nem Corinthians...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Ronaldinho Gaucho fechou com o Cruzeiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-size: x-large;&quot;&gt;Segue foto da apresentação!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: center;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Segundo a Polícia Civil, o professor Henrique Virgínio de Souza, 28, foi agredido nas costas e no olho direito dentro da escola Poeta Manuel Bandeira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Ele fez exame de corpo de delito e, conforme informou a Secretaria de Educação, pediu para ser transferido para outra escola.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;De acordo com o delegado responsável pelo caso, Alberto Carlos, a família do estudante Emaxuel Robson Coutinho dos Passos, 24, afirmou que vai apresentá-lo à polícia na próxima segunda-feira.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;O delegado disse que ouviu relatos de que o jovem é &quot;alterado&quot; na escola. Afirmou ainda que ele não tem advogado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Segundo Carlos, será aberto um inquérito para investigar o caso e Passos responderá por lesão corporal. Ele pode ser condenado à prisão por três meses a um ano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;Em nota, a Secretaria de Educação prometeu reunir o estudante com pais e o conselho escolar para tomar &quot;medidas cabíveis&quot;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style=&quot;text-align: justify;&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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