tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-273852602012-01-16T18:03:13.076Z(quase) furo no peitoPESSOAS. ARTES. Carlahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11099445742587368173noreply@blogger.comBlogger959125quaseFuroNoPeitohttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27385260.post-46306077838921453832012-01-16T18:02:00.000Z2012-01-16T18:03:13.088Z2012-01-16T18:03:13.088ZOs meus requisitos num homem também mudaram depois de ter visto um a dançar pole dance. Manel, põe-te fino...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27385260-4630607783892145383?l=quasefuronopeito.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<br />Vi a menina pela primeira vez no Britain's Got Talent. Arrepiou meio mundo, fez chorar outro meio. Agora está mais crescida, mas nem por isso deixa de continuar a fazer estragos nas pessoas... <div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27385260-1120474848953288047?l=quasefuronopeito.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<br />Isto passou há pouco tempo na tv. Ainda hoje me perturba aquela banda sonora.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27385260-8401850833147252315?l=quasefuronopeito.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>
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<br />Soube a pouco esta nossa noitada de tradição. Aos amigos e à puta que o meu homem apanhou.
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<br />Pelo menos conseguiram transformar um super-herói sem graça, num entusiasmante.
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<br />(não sei se isso é bom ou não...)
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<br />Que estrondo de tenda, que estrondo! AHAHAHAHAHAH
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<br />foi muito bom. Bom ambiente, boa música, bom sítio. É para voltar com certeza.
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