<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789922409700674086</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Mon, 16 Sep 2024 02:41:03 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Zoeisms</title><description>I'm five-years-old and I swear at video games.</description><link>http://zoeisms.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Tascha)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789922409700674086.post-838384831666923058</guid><pubDate>Tue, 11 May 2010 04:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-05-10T21:02:31.540-07:00</atom:updated><title/><description>"I just took a quick shower. 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They were riding Zoe's tricycle and mini bikie up and down the street. 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If I bring him my friends might tear his clothes off or something like that."</description><link>http://zoeisms.blogspot.com/2010/04/zoe-got-school-pictures-taken.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tascha)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789922409700674086.post-8911798247248156678</guid><pubDate>Wed, 31 Mar 2010 04:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-01T21:13:28.274-07:00</atom:updated><title/><description>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;To Cassidy:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't make me lie to you."</description><link>http://zoeisms.blogspot.com/2010/03/don-make-me-lie-to-you.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tascha)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8789922409700674086.post-8161765219030146726</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Mar 2010 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-04-01T21:13:42.188-07:00</atom:updated><title/><description>"I guess it's party or park time or something. 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That's me in Germy!"</description><link>http://zoeisms.blogspot.com/2010/03/mommy-take-me-to-park-because-its-park.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Tascha)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>