<?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-4361132753981672013</id><updated>2024-09-11T13:31:29.896-07:00</updated><category term="My Life"/><title type='text'>Shani Hoe Killed Christmas!!</title><subtitle type='html'>WARNING!! May contain extreme use of language</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default?redirect=false'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>close2daedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13944012653840522443</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>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361132753981672013.post-2491362602943669937</id><published>2009-01-11T12:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:54:57.666-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life"/><title type='text'>(4) The Spiral: Part one</title><content type='html'>Okay, a brief follow on to my last post.&lt;br /&gt;She come around with my boy, and I transformed from the howling warewolf, to a mountain of melting cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Just to see my son was enough to embed a crazy smile on my face, and make my heart feel light again.&lt;br /&gt;Those of you that are parents will understand what I mean, especially those that do not get to see their child daily.&lt;br /&gt;Well...  I ooogled and ooogled over my son, halfway to tears each time he smiled at me :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;FACT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt; when young babies smile, they are passing wind lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for Shani...  well we had light conversation as you do in anothers presence, but my main focus was on my boy. She took the &quot;calm&quot; atmosphere as a sign that all was well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;insert big cheesy grin here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 51);&quot;&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;Do you wanna give this another shot? Do you forgive me?&lt;/span&gt;&quot;   is pretty close to her exact words.&lt;br /&gt;My reply...&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;I can never forget what happened, my heart wont let me. I missed not holding my son for his first christmas!! You have no idea what thats like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;Shit I feel like I should write a blog about this shit or something!!&lt;/span&gt;&quot;  :D&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, its at this time that Im laughing on the inside, but got a seriously pissed off look on my face. Not easy to accomplish sometimes. But it felt great! lol&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;and to forgive you............ honestly, thats gonna take a little more time than a few days. You understand that yeah?&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, the conversation went on for a while, and trying to be 100% serious while Ive got my son cuddled in my arms, was a mission in itself.&lt;br /&gt;Being angry as I was, it wasnt a conversation I wanted to have at that time, but needed to have it. I guess she thought having my son as a buffer would loosen the knots.&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;you&lt;/span&gt; reckon it did? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the....... lets call it &quot;formalities&quot;....... after they were over, I stripped the clothes off that woman and FUCKED THE SHIT OUTTA HER!!&lt;br /&gt;I can be a sweet lover, but I like to fuck hard!!&lt;br /&gt;And I know that any woman would prefer to have their brains fucked out, to a light smooth romantic session. You can make your own conclusion to that statement, but I suggest you ask a couple woman. Im pretty sure they will repeat my statement. ;)&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.... It was almost like world war 1,2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9 and 10 were all combined.&lt;br /&gt;My neighbours mustve been covering their ears, or listening with intent, as it seemed to be dead silent outside! lol&lt;br /&gt;Her screams, moans, and cries of pleasure overlapped by my grunting and groaning were enough to make you drop what youre doin, and chill with a beer in hand lol&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, skippin past all the details, you &lt;span style=&quot;font-style: italic;&quot;&gt;know &lt;/span&gt;youve done your duty when you go for round two, and she&#39;s laying their holding her pussy and asking if its okay if she can just give you a blowjob, &quot;Im too sore&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;[&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 204, 0);&quot;&gt;insert big cheesy grin here&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 51);&quot;&gt;my reply&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;If I wanted a blowjob, I woulda said so! Youre too sore? Well flip over and Im gonna fuck you up the ass!!&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;eeeeewwwwww no way!!&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;Shut the fuck up!! You&#39;ll love it!! lol&lt;/span&gt;&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wont go into detail, as I understand most people do not venture far into sexual activities as others, and this is not a porn blog! lol ;)&lt;br /&gt;Guess Im lucky she hadnt eaten that day lol ;)&lt;br /&gt;Well she loved it, orgasmed 4 times within 60 seconds. Spun me RIGHT out! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More conversation followed later, and I went to see them off.&lt;br /&gt;I hate saying goodbye to my son :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember, I hadnt answered this yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 51);&quot;&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(204, 51, 204);&quot;&gt;&quot;Do you wanna give this another shot?&quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 0, 51);&quot;&gt;and she asked what we&#39;re gonna do.&lt;br /&gt;I told her we&#39;ll take it slow, give it time, and go from there.&lt;br /&gt;Knowing thats enough to lighten her guilt, I followed up with &quot;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(51, 51, 255);&quot;&gt;is that ok?&lt;/span&gt;&quot;, and of course it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways...  since then, I have ROYALLY FUCKED UP!!!&lt;br /&gt;R O Y A L L Y!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;This is something I thought I&#39;d never ever do!&lt;br /&gt;And havent done ever!!&lt;br /&gt;Until last night.&lt;br /&gt;Today is the 12th of January 2009, and the first day of my biggest fuckup!&lt;br /&gt;I&#39;ll start another page, as this is pretty long as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/feeds/2491362602943669937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4361132753981672013/2491362602943669937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/2491362602943669937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/2491362602943669937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/2009/01/4-spiral-is-there-end-to-this-pit.html' title='(4) The Spiral: Part one'/><author><name>close2daedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13944012653840522443</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-4361132753981672013.post-8148567281981538515</id><published>2008-12-29T23:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:55:14.477-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life"/><title type='text'>(3) WTF!!!</title><content type='html'>Tuesday, 30th December, 2008..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She just called me up, and guess what!!??&lt;br /&gt;She blames ME for Christmas!!! ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blames ME that she went to bed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blames ME that I never got to see my son for his first Christmas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She blames ME for ME spending Christmas alone!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of person hurts you soo bad, then calls up to make everything worse!!????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know black magic?&lt;br /&gt;Can you make her head be eaten out by maggots, while a pack of wild dogs eats her face clean off!!&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn I cannot believe this shit!!&lt;br /&gt;It makes starting this blog even more fulfilling!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to show it to her, so she could see whats up, but not any more.&lt;br /&gt;This is my funnel to release, and remember the dog she is when she acts like an angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its stopping me from going down there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THAT, is the most important thing.&lt;br /&gt;Only God knows how that situation would end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(255, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=&quot;color: rgb(0, 0, 0);&quot;&gt;just got off the phone...&lt;br /&gt;shes bringing my son around......... hmmmmmmmm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im not really bothered, there is nothing she can do that will fix Christmas, but.......&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure whether I should fuck her hard, treat her like shit, then throw the bitch out in the morning, or ignore her existence, and just chill with my boy all night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmmmmm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both aye?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/feeds/8148567281981538515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4361132753981672013/8148567281981538515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/8148567281981538515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/8148567281981538515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/3-wtf.html' title='(3) WTF!!!'/><author><name>close2daedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13944012653840522443</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-4361132753981672013.post-7454136615994083486</id><published>2008-12-26T21:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T14:55:26.534-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life"/><title type='text'>(2) I choose life</title><content type='html'>Ok peeps.&lt;br /&gt;I didnt go out on christmas night.&lt;br /&gt;I chilled at home and watched 7 pounds, the Will Smith movie.&lt;br /&gt;I knew that if I went out, I wouldnt of had a good night, and didnt want that kinda buzz around my mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made up for that last night though!&lt;br /&gt;Nothing big, just a case of beer, and a couple mates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shani called boxing day, but I ignored her calls and Im not thinking of replying any time soon.&lt;br /&gt;With her n I, Ive made up my mind and its over!&lt;br /&gt;But....&lt;br /&gt;my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im goin to start my bachelors in Sports Coaching, which is something Ive always wanted to do, but have never gone for it until my boy arrived.&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to better myself etc...&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, my mind is focussed on that goal, and Im goin to achieve it.&lt;br /&gt;I just know its going to be harder now, as it is financially demanding, and the bitch was goin to help out while I do this. An investment if you will..&lt;br /&gt;That aint gonna happen now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each day I think about knocking on that door, and breaking her father in two.&lt;br /&gt;If Ive ever met somebody with really bad daddy issues, its this bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know since Ive made my decision to leave her, things are gonna get worse.&lt;br /&gt;All I can do is focus on my goal, and wait until Im pushed too far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There goes the phone ringing....</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/feeds/7454136615994083486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4361132753981672013/7454136615994083486' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/7454136615994083486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/7454136615994083486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-choose-life.html' title='(2) I choose life'/><author><name>close2daedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13944012653840522443</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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4361132753981672013.post-521704548245725176</id><published>2008-12-25T00:11:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T22:05:00.983-08:00</updated><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="My Life"/><title type='text'>(1) Im close to goin to jail!!</title><content type='html'>First off, its christmas day 7:20pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was supposed to spend christmas with my family, but had my son being brought over by his whore of a mother.&lt;br /&gt;Well, the bitch called an hour ago to say she isnt bringing him!!!&lt;br /&gt;His first christmas alive, and I dont get to spend even a few seconds with him!!!&lt;br /&gt;Her reason, is that she&#39;s going to bed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you any idea what evil is in my head at the moment!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jail for life means nothing to me at the moment!!&lt;br /&gt;But no father at all for my son, is a worse off fate.....&lt;br /&gt;So Im here, lettin my steam out online!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my son with all that I am....&lt;br /&gt;My biggest regret/failure/pain in life has been meeting his fucked up mother!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was raised with NEVER to lay a hand on women embedded in my brain, and to this day, I have lived by that.&lt;br /&gt;But.... more times than I can count, or even care to remember, I have thought about crushing her face in with an axe!!&lt;br /&gt;YOU ALL DONT KNOW WHAT THIS BITCH IS LIKE!!!&lt;br /&gt;Picture a women with 5... yes... 5 kids, to 4 different men!!!&lt;br /&gt;NONE of these men want to have anything to do with her, for good reason!!&lt;br /&gt;Only one good fella, who looks after his daughters as well as he can...&lt;br /&gt;Then there was me... I have tried to hold in there, but its like selling your soul to the devil!!&lt;br /&gt;In an instant I would crush her if she were a man!!&lt;br /&gt;But she isnt!!&lt;br /&gt;Im not sure if she even has a beating heart!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To update you on how hard Im taking this.....&lt;br /&gt;Picture a fella that never bows to anyone, unless its an elder member of his family(respect).&lt;br /&gt;If someone even looks at me in a cunt of a way, Im right at his face tryin to rip his throat out with my teeth!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have walked some dark paths, and I keep all my baskets separate, but dont get me wrong, I can be the most loving person you would ever meet in your life, or I can be......&lt;br /&gt;Not soo nice....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and this whore broke up last christmas, then she come and told me she was pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;Im a man, I accept my responsibilities, and I was a little happy picturing a little me runnin around.&lt;br /&gt;But its been down hill ever since....&lt;br /&gt;I used to see her almost everyday, but once she told me she was pregnant, she wouldnt come around for a month at a time!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Constant arguments over the phone etc.. thats when she wasnt filtering my calls, or had the phone switched off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive spent all this time since then, fighting her, her family, and my OWN family, as they see how she is, and arent happy with it.&lt;br /&gt;I dont really care about what anyone says or thinks really, they miss the big point, that this is my FIRST born son!!&lt;br /&gt;Am I the only one that sees the significance in that!!??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first born!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I understand the points of view of both families, but they dont see what this bitch does.&lt;br /&gt;They see nothing!!&lt;br /&gt;My family sees nothing as I keep all my baskets separate, her family sees nothing by choice!!&lt;br /&gt;The only people I respect in that family is one of the eldest daughters, and her brother.&lt;br /&gt;They may not like me, as their info is filtered through their bitch sister, but those 2 always show some sort of respect, whether it be a smile or a handshake,which I respect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mother tries, but doesnt look like she could even wear a smile on her face, and the ex cop father....&lt;br /&gt;I wish he were my age...... and I&#39;ll leave that there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, she is not answering my calls as I want to go and see my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should I be doing now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I go down there, I have no doubt that I will be locked up. I have no doubt that once those mouths start runnin, I can nolonger ignore them, as I usually do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being almost 8pm, I have now almost spent Christmas of 2008....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alone......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are places I could be, but none are where I want to be... which is with my son.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FUCK!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For years I have tried to change who I once was, if you know me well, you&#39;ll know the anger that has been bred in me...&lt;br /&gt;If you dont know, be happy that you dont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive got this bitch fuckin with my MANA!! (honour/pride/soul etc)&lt;br /&gt;Why would the law punish ME for retribution/retaliation, whatever your choice of word is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could rewind my life, and never have met this bitch!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I didnt want to go and hurt someone!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could just walk away!!&lt;br /&gt;I wish...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, thats all I have to say.&lt;br /&gt;End result...  Im calmer... Im not going down there...  Im never gonna forget this day... Im goin to get wasted with my mates!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be mixed feelings over this, from me being a fool for not smashing her, to me sounding weak.&lt;br /&gt;For not feeling her body crumble as I crush her skull, I consider that as strength.&lt;br /&gt;For saying what I have said....  take it as you may...&lt;br /&gt;then ask me if I care what you think!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noone has walked my shoes, and Im glad none are on the path Im takin.&lt;br /&gt;My only sane thought, is that of my son, and how I must make sure I do what I can to make his life easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On average, I get to see my son once, maybe twice a month.&lt;br /&gt;He is now 12 weeks, 5 days and 1 hour old as of 8pm today.&lt;br /&gt;Do the math, and you&#39;ll see how bad this is.&lt;br /&gt;It&#39;d be better if I took it to court!&lt;br /&gt;But I NEVER want it to go there... Im up against an ex cop(influence) and a fucken whore!!&lt;br /&gt;What chance do I have?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways... Im out!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**PEACE**</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/feeds/521704548245725176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment/fullpage/post/4361132753981672013/521704548245725176' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/521704548245725176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4361132753981672013/posts/default/521704548245725176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://shanihoe.blogspot.com/2008/12/im-close-to-goin-to-jail.html' title='(1) Im close to goin to jail!!'/><author><name>close2daedge</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13944012653840522443</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>