tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16596381163672059682011-04-22T00:12:02.271+01:00Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.comBlogger451100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-32888704673984050172009-01-19T23:47:00.002Z2009-01-19T23:59:40.994Z"Eu" é príncipio, meio e fim dele!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3288870467398405017?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-40436769200115211412008-07-01T23:48:00.001+01:002008-07-01T23:49:08.606+01:00Sem sexo, e que nexo isso faz, não enfaztia nem fazfreak e não enfastia.<br />E se sempre tivesse sido assim nada mudaria da noite para o dia,<br />Nem a muda ria,<br />Mesmo com os seus 4 sentidos apurados nada sentiria.<br /><br />Não chegam...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-4043676920011521141?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-46398062501085747492007-11-29T22:33:00.000Z2007-12-03T17:09:35.250ZFiz<br />Ri(agi)<br />Não a(qui(s))...<br />Sem(ti) aqui<br />Não sou feliz!<br /><br />Mas<strong>título</strong>!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-4639806250108574749?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-30000176945887120012007-11-19T23:47:00.000Z2008-12-09T06:13:52.050Z<div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><embed id="radioblog_player_-1" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=-1&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=.8yck5WdvN3Ln9Gbi9WakFmUvInZuUWZyZmLtFGZsVmY/The%2520Doors%2520-%2520The%2520End.rbs&amp;colors=body:#330000;border:#330000;button:#FBFBFB;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#330000" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134704927783298002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/R0Ii7U74o9I/AAAAAAAAABc/1JU1WuoK8PQ/s320/blogtopbar_2.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><br /><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"><embed id="radioblog_player_-1" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="id=-1&amp;filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=vMHZuV3bz9yZvxmYf9WakFmcv02bj5yd39Gczl2bodnL3d3d/doctor%2520rockit%2520-%2520cafe%2520de%2520flore.rbs&amp;colors=body:#FF9900;border:#0000FF;button:#3300CC;player_text:#FBFBFB;playlist_text:#999999;" bgcolor="#FF9900" allowscriptaccess="always"></embed></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134706396662113250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/R0IkQ074o-I/AAAAAAAAABk/uQxs4i9EpnA/s320/Man_tunnel.jpg" border="0" /><br /><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">(</span>Update lá para Sábado ou Domingo<span style="color:#ff0000;">)</span></strong><br /><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3000017694588712001?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-3781920150873885622007-11-19T10:16:00.001Z2007-11-19T10:18:56.743Z<span style="font-size:500;">... <span style="font-size:750%;color:#ff0000;">.</span><span style="color:#000000;">?</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-378192015087388562?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-62311355604005892007-11-15T02:25:00.000Z2007-11-15T02:28:47.831ZPlasma asmático<br />Plástico miasma má<br />Cozido à Portuguesa travestido de tigresa pá?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6231135560400589?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-25855373662080188572007-11-14T22:45:00.001Z2007-11-14T22:50:21.870Z"bloga-me à canzana"<br />disse.<br /><br />tá dito, está ito.<br />Não blogarei a textura dela.<br />dito e o eu.<br /><br />"gayzorro..."<br />disse.<br /><br />ito, tá dito.<br />Mascarar miei. Da ex-futura bela.<br />mito e prometeu.<br /><br />Re flecti.<br />Orei.<br />À canzana,<br />que blogaria....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-2585537366208018857?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-42872446220683315762007-11-09T12:47:00.000Z2007-11-09T13:14:49.824ZSe deres de caras com algo que te faça pensar o que sempre pensaste mas da mesma maneira enfrenta-o de frente. Descobrirás algo que sempre soubeste.<br /><br />Ou não!<br /><br />De frente para ti está o contrário<br />Olha-o nos olhos<br />Olha-o nos seios<br />Olha-lhe o bigode<br />Olha-lhe a barba<br />Olha-lhe a mão suavemente a tocar a parte púbica.<br />(Lenta)(mente)<br />Des(cobres-te)<br /><br /><a href="http://www.tempsdimages-portugal.com/salas/culturgest/galante/galante.html">Sexy MF</a> - Culturgeste - 8 e 9 de Novembro das 19 às 21<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-4287244622068331576?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-37437134881747921502007-11-09T12:31:00.000Z2007-11-09T12:44:13.834Z<p align="center"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LHEyOBvxi7k&amp;color1=" width="325" height="255" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" color2="0xf0f0f0&amp;border="></embed></p><p align="center"><strong><span style="font-size:78%;">(Today)</span></strong></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3743713488174792150?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-68701839213783696732007-11-07T20:20:00.000Z2008-12-09T06:13:52.276Z<div align="center">Na tua folha branca,</div><div align="center">cinza claro,</div><div align="center">cinza,</div><div align="center">cinza escuro,</div><div align="center">a carvão escrevi.</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center">Vou inverter as cores.</div><div align="center">Inverti!</div><div align="center">e ti?</div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RzIeh6S0u7I/AAAAAAAAABU/NwttGxK0GEc/s1600-h/Balance.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130196493461142450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RzIeh6S0u7I/AAAAAAAAABU/NwttGxK0GEc/s320/Balance.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:50;"> </span><span style="font-size:50%;">(photo by me)</span></div><p><span style="font-size:50;"><strong></strong></span></p><p align="center"><span style="font-size:50;"><strong></p><div align="center"><br /></div></strong></span><div align="center"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6870183921378369673?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-28455500767577836342007-11-07T17:42:00.000Z2007-11-07T18:11:26.103ZA inocência acabou quando se deixou comprar.<br />Inconscientemente vendeu-se e saiu olhando para trás sorrindo consciente e incólume.<br /><br />A acção inconsciente será sempre predominante à certeza consciente.<br /><br />Controlamos o que dominamos.<br />Domina-nos o que não controlamos.<br /><br />A inocência morreu.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-2845550076757783634?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-83585355384903799202007-11-07T01:53:00.000Z2007-11-07T01:56:55.970ZO vómito não elege formas<br />jamais ambiciona vender<br />e nunca, nunca tenta tentar-se<br /><br />Surge ainda provocado<br />altivo<br />confiante<br />em todos os múculos<br />em todos os mucos musculados<br />em todos por todos os nadas de tudo navegados<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8358535538490379920?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-12020315258386372422007-11-05T10:39:00.000Z2008-12-09T06:13:52.403Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/Ry70qPZ419I/AAAAAAAAALI/3plBZ3dxu6w/s1600-h/imagens1+039.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/Ry70qPZ419I/AAAAAAAAALI/3plBZ3dxu6w/s400/imagens1+039.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129306032148371410" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">WANTED !<br /><br />AWAKE OR ASLEEPING !<br /><br /><br />REWARD:<br />- AN AWARD<br /><br /><br />AWKWARD?<br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1202031525838637242?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-63036577753329692332007-11-03T14:02:00.000Z2007-11-03T14:03:51.673Z<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6303657775332969233?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-15227588945873246572007-11-03T13:08:00.000Z2007-11-03T13:39:42.884ZO esverdeado nas patilhas dos óculos engalinhados,<br />vê irmãos etéreos e deambulantes na atmosfera fechada.<br />O nariz protegido pelo plástico normal.<br />Mente-lhe e familiariza-se.<br />El anão, el enão.<br />Ela ganha.<br /><br />Os outros, os outors, o outor não!<br />Ou desfamiliariza-se!<br />Ou refamiliariza-se!<br />Ou "is" so<br />Alone momentanea(mente).<br /><br />Segue<br />Vai<br />Cego.<br /><br />Desfamiliariza-se,<br />Desconstroi-se,<br />Descontrai-se,<br />Desconhece-se,<br />Desfaz-se.<br />Desrri,<br />desci,<br />desfila em si.<br />Acaba<br />Em Dó!<br /><br />Outor onírico at last.<br />Re(tem) pouco(pouco), apenas o suficiente<br />Para saber<br />Que sim.<br /><br />Que<br />Sem uma,<br />Cem umas,<br />Com ciúme<br />Não chega lá.<br /><br />Foste abcesso, abcessal, obcessa, obcessiva<br />Tens pús!<br />Feia...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1522758894587324657?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-69209271154128577582007-10-29T13:38:00.000Z2007-10-29T13:42:51.745ZO estertor compra-se, para ela, nas ombreiras po(d/b)res da inalação.<br /><br />Coca lida<br />Coca linda<br />Coca-có-ró-có-có...<br /><br />Agora mais acordada, adormece o ser numa mini-saia ufana....<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6920927115412857758?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-14854486798933194032007-10-29T11:45:00.000Z2007-10-29T11:52:24.470ZPoli-saturado...<br />de curlycóis entre os dedos da demora do pequeno-almoço<br />Olegário só ria triste.<br /><br />- Quem é esta mulher casada avé que o e-genheiro?<br />- O ai tem coentros na boca?<br />Xi que saliva pela toca e nunca mais faz as torradas...<br /><br />Poli-saturado, Olegário giza a vingança.<br /><br />Foi preso sais dias depois com uma pulseira feita de genitálias invernizadas<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1485448679893319403?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-17112462587273273192007-10-26T19:19:00.000+01:002007-10-26T19:23:43.670+01:00Com a primeira palavra anasalada e adicionando a palavra "chá" em francês no fim.<br /><br />Ó brigado<br />Purse rés-do-chão!<br />Terra a terra.<br /><br />É curto com a primeira palavra anasalada e adicionando a palavra "chá" em francês no fim.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1711246258727327319?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-81212786848930377832007-10-03T10:26:00.001+01:002007-10-03T10:26:56.468+01:00<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Abano a estrutura dos universos</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">(des ( conhecia ) tamanho pudor)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Abano a estrutura os universos (?)</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">não me sabia detentor de mim - ó oui -</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">agora sei - o, meu seio<br /><br />no seio terrestre - (h) all -</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">páro:<br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">- hó quei. cinestesia. cousas. lousas.<br /><br />fé?</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">- abano-me.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">reciclo</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">oiço - entre parêntisis: tu -</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">e atão?</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">rápido!!!diz!</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />tecla orgásmica (nú)piano, </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">,</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">,</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ai, wait.......</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">é o **********.<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">o gajo.</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />´péra. baralha. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ainda consumo uma vida.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">e a melodia não pára. </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">harmoniza - se como um rim.</span><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">( i riem-se de ti..)</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br /><br />ALFAIATO-ME<br /><br />para não faltar ao concerto<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />DESIDRATO-ME<br /><br />toca-me, tsunami amoroso</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">tenho nas linhas da tua mão algo a dizer,<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">um pouco tudo nada imenso de amor e dor</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">uma vasta estrutura abanada</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">que nos falece................................ universais<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">e a escrita, assim escrita, esfínge - me banal:<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">como um corvo:<br />sem cor<br />sem bico<br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">uma pescada sem número sequer</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">algo ridículo,<br />(c)olho sem o ler</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">um golfinho</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">um pão</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />o cheiro duma erva qualquer</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">o sabor a sexo</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"><br />cheiro de uma colher<br /><br />,<br /><br /></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">perdoa:<br /><br />assim anda meu mundo</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">sem</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">te </span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ter aqui</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">sequer</span> <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8121278684893037783?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-76283992118041331442007-09-26T14:02:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:52.899Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/RvpY3slrGnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bI-EqCnRjkY/s1600-h/sanna2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/RvpY3slrGnI/AAAAAAAAAKA/bI-EqCnRjkY/s400/sanna2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114498040717843058" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"> estou ainda com plancton na boca de te tentar vomitar.<br />salivo avidamente por aquilo que faço os outros tremer.<br />validar em cada viagem.<br />viajar inválido.<br />vales e sierras.<br />fina landias eléctricas.<br />eclécticas.<br />beijar é para todos.<br />seráfica? serás. fica.<br />voa foca com demente foste ainda helpless static X.<br />passo a spicolar: paço a passo-me: o nú foi rei. plancton. cobre timbrado de pétalas que fechadíssimos obrigara vôo faz cadima agora longe mimosidade. prontos<br /><br />já agora, de quando em vez podias dar notícias como quem dá esmolas, hoquéi?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-7628399211804133144?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-73292862696732859452007-09-25T13:37:00.000+01:002007-09-25T13:39:30.616+01:00<div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">masturbas-te</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">dentro</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">de</span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">mim</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-7329286269673285945?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-31663890363959942232007-09-16T23:57:00.000+01:002007-09-17T00:41:36.195+01:00<span style="text-decoration: underline;"><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Não me há trevo a decifrar<br /><br />a narina de van gogh girassoldada<br /><br />chovem línguas nos mamilos de modigliani<br /><br />porno grafismo ou corn felattios ?<br /><br /><br /><br />cruxifiquem-me num favo de mel gibson<br /><br /> e depois chorem ao som de woody aliens<br /><br />dos piropos pirosos de poros pueris, freuda-se<br /><br /><br />a ludicez hieroglifa as têmporas das tâmaras<br /><br />e os caroços esteticistas comem-me a impressora<br /><br />porque lhes disse que chocos com tinta lá caiam<br /><br /><br /><br />a poesia gregoria-se também ou temos todos que usar gravatas nos pénis?<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3166389036395994223?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-70044779829803515612007-09-16T22:50:00.000+01:002007-09-16T23:12:49.083+01:00tenho todo o pouco tempo do mundo<br />para te amar<br />toda a ilusão de coisa nada da lua<br />para oferendar<br /><br />ainda me queres trair?<br /><br />então anda<br /><br />arranca-me as pétalas dos cabelos ó luz e teta<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-7004477982980351561?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-12814616184066167132007-08-10T17:46:00.000+01:002007-08-10T17:47:06.633+01:00<div><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">ostra - emotiva - sedutora</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">pérola - destrutiva - abat-jour</span></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">brilho - energia - redutora</span></em></div><br /><div><em></em></div><br /><div><em><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">tens horas pá?</span></em></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1281461618406616713?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-22740591374775061402007-08-10T17:42:00.000+01:002007-08-10T17:43:41.833+01:00<span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">EYELASH TURNED INWARDS</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />SOME GIRL WHISTLING AND SOME WHISTLING GIRL<br /><br /></span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;">EYELASH TURNED INWARDS</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />FROST BECOMING INTIMATE</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />FUCKING FOX FOXES THE FOG</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"><br /><br />EYELASH TURNED INWARDS</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />THOU TRUST SHOW SOME MERIT</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />PSYCHEDELIC FEATHERS AT LUNCH</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />WHORE SHORE BLEND</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"><br /><br />EYELASHES TURNED INWARDS</span> <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" ><br /><br />e a raposa repousa num ninho<br /><br />anichada numa inflamação das glândulas sebáceas</span><span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" > da pálpebra</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-2274059137477506140?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-83579511903828719142007-07-24T21:15:00.000+01:002007-07-24T21:33:13.207+01:00<span style="color:#ff6600;">Entre</span><br />Abriu o livro<br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Parêntesis</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Con</span><br /><span style="color:#000000;">Quero</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;">Sciente...</span><br /><span style="color:#ff6600;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8357951190382871914?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-45296042856902163432007-07-23T15:19:00.000+01:002007-07-23T15:25:38.766+01:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ou faz, apenas.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-4529604285690216343?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-68890850879409180532007-07-16T23:57:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:53.070Z<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Procur<span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong>a</strong></span>-se jove<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">m</span></strong> <strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">e</span></strong>ntre os 27 e os 37 para relac<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">i</span></strong>ona<strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">m</span></strong>ento mer<span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong>a</strong></span>mente sexual <span style="color:#33ff33;"><strong>n</strong></span>uma noi<strong><span style="color:#33ff33;">te</span></strong> destas.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Oferece-se homem frio, insensível, ultra racional, não com<strong><span style="color:#000099;">uni</span></strong>cante, prestação sexual <strong><span style="color:#000099;">co</span></strong>ndizente com a sua descrição <span style="color:#666666;">e</span> muitos pin<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">g</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">o</span></strong>s d<span style="color:#660000;"><strong>E</strong></span> s<span style="color:#660000;"><strong>U</strong></span>or.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;">(Nessa noite apenas, <strong><span style="color:#000000;">a preto</span></strong>)</span><br /></div><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RpwJx53XvwI/AAAAAAAAABE/y2YsyEJKVwU/s1600-h/Wight+no+light.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087952431973121794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RpwJx53XvwI/AAAAAAAAABE/y2YsyEJKVwU/s320/Wight+no+light.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></a><span style="font-size:78%;">(Photo by Me)</span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6889085087940918053?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-38789407225838480702007-07-16T23:39:00.000+01:002007-07-16T23:57:09.695+01:00Compreensão<br />e unhas<br />vivemos em pé<br />sem elas seríamos mais felizes<br />Nua e tanto<br />teríamos pelo e rebolariamos no pó.<br />Ou relva e folhas.<br /><br />Compreensão<br />e unhas.<br /><br />Sêr ebral.<br />Ou Sêr vo<br />como olham os outros,<br />sem unhas<br />sempreensão.<br /><br />Felizardos.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3878940722583848070?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-6348303263524329512007-07-11T22:41:00.001+01:002007-07-11T22:43:17.660+01:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"><strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">S</span></strong>ê tu pr<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">ó</span></strong>prio</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-634830326352432951?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-3484703221437664592007-07-11T00:31:00.001+01:002007-07-11T00:31:46.939+01:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Se não fosse a segunda vez tincava-te toda.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-348470322143766459?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-29871283872391013892007-07-09T22:55:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:53.298Z<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RpKyLxDh2lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/foad0cKr3f4/s1600-h/Cube.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085322844471155282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RpKyLxDh2lI/AAAAAAAAAAs/foad0cKr3f4/s400/Cube.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Visto-te a pele<br />de flanela.<br />No espelho a reflectir,<br />vejo-me a sorrir,<br />a corar, a ferver,<br />a explodir!<br />AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH<br />Tiro-a e sinto frio,<br />aqueço e rio,<br />temperado, a aquecer,<br />a ferver!<br />aaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh<br />Com ela<br />fico mole e sensível,<br />passional e impulsivo.<br />Impossível!<br /><br />Dou-ta de novo<br />Mas<br />O espelho tapava a saída<br />por onde já fugiste com a minha de criogénio</span>.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">É boa não é?</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-2987128387239101389?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-74929291147402471562007-07-07T23:56:00.000+01:002007-07-08T07:59:46.331+01:00<span style="font-family:arial;">O queijo limiano para ter a textura amanteigada tem de estar à temperatura ideal<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;">(<strong><span style="color:#ff0000;">Update 8 da manhã</span></strong>: Ou sei e não me apetece dizer!)</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-7492929114740247156?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-81284904112826411642007-07-05T01:01:00.000+01:002007-07-05T01:03:08.650+01:00<span style="font-family:arial;">Bebi também.</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Estou feliz sr. doutor!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8128490411282641164?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-81396109575556693562007-07-04T20:39:00.000+01:002007-07-04T20:49:43.316+01:00<span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;">Crime passional :</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> estripa </span><br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"> a teaser !<br /><br />monstruação:<br /><br />saio de ti e pingo...<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8139610957555669356?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-75081718665337148922007-07-04T11:04:00.000+01:002007-07-04T11:10:44.300+01:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Bip bip bip</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Desliga-o</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Sozinha consigo vai vem para cá de lá</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chega sai</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Caminha pára olha escuro ao longe aqui</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chega sai</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Arranjada vai na montra desfigurada vem</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chega Sai.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Lúcida</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Chega chega</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Dorme dorme</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Bip bip bip</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Desliga-o</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Nunca ouve o</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Olar.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-7508171866533714892?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-38633707043077962502007-07-02T17:45:00.000+01:002007-07-02T17:48:40.775+01:00<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">999999999</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">88888888</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">7777777</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">666666</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">55555</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">4444</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">333</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">22</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">1</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">22</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">333</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">4444</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">55555</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">666666</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">7777777</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">88888888</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">999999999</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3863370704307796250?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-31951383500446216382007-06-30T20:53:00.000+01:002007-06-30T21:03:19.049+01:00<div style="text-align: center;">lobo: tu mia<br />ui va pôr tu de abri co laje fria.<br />a firma acção:<br />ou dei chás dizes TIR...<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-3195138350044621638?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-87631512849305945902007-06-29T22:50:00.000+01:002007-06-29T23:28:17.788+01:00<div align="center"><embed id="radioblog_player_1" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" width="180" height="23" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" bgcolor="#FF9900" flashvars="id=1&filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3LyZmLlVmcm5yc1R3ahJHZ/Aphex%2520Twin-Windowlicker.rbs&amp;cover=1&crossfader=1&amp;replay=1&colors=body:#FF9900;border:#FBFBFB;button:#FBFBFB;player_text:#6633CC;playlist_text:#666666;new_tracks:#000000;"></embed><br /></div><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span> </p><p align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Substituir<br />Já<br />Nelas<br /><span style="font-size:78%;">(I wish)</span></span></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8763151284930594590?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-13412420304486808662007-06-29T09:59:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:53.509Z<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoTV0RDh2kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LrxkkzhMRZE/s1600-h/Infinito.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081421373488880194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoTV0RDh2kI/AAAAAAAAAAk/LrxkkzhMRZE/s200/Infinito.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">...</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;">Ou</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Como</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;">A</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">D</span>uraç<span style="color:#ff0000;">ã</span><span style="color:#ff0000;">o</span></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Das</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Coisas</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">É</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:Arial;">Fodida</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-1341242030448680866?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-21000073793278987112007-06-28T13:10:00.000+01:002007-06-28T13:13:29.183+01:00Prejudício madeira a desbloque saía o gato. depelado faria entre ferida a frente trela apesar.josé não sabia-o.mas ele fugiu árvore.jaz perímetro num bakkom.alcatifai-o.bicho.miaucescu<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-2100007379327898711?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-87370873831185918982007-06-28T10:39:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:53.682Z<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoOKVBDh2iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ePWYxqyLuGY/s1600-h/Dom.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081056898269174306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoOKVBDh2iI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ePWYxqyLuGY/s200/Dom.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong></strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong>If</strong></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Se te pedem que não manda-os foder! Se a ti te pedem que não manda-os foder! Se te ordenam que não manda-os foder! Se a ti te ordenam que não manda-os foder!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong>Else if</strong></span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Vai-te foder!</span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong>End if</strong></span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8737087383118591898?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-84664146701669535282007-06-28T10:15:00.000+01:002007-06-28T12:17:56.801+01:00Enquanto carrega no botão ordinário faz pausas regulares,<br />Ri!<br />...<br />...<br />...<br /><br />Olé goismo!<br />Olá rápios do ri.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-8466414670166953528?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-46048646278825434362007-06-26T17:41:00.001+01:002008-12-09T06:13:53.859Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/RoFCK4UvfvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/poklzkg49bU/s1600-h/49970167.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080414609336139506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="290" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_vfCYF2ZCztI/RoFCK4UvfvI/AAAAAAAAAJM/poklzkg49bU/s400/49970167.jpg" width="281" border="0" /></a><br />O Sá tinha um pé mesmo ali à mão<br />de atacadores élficos obrou uma puízia:<br />tenho dez dedos<br />vai crescer um guarda-redes<br />para jogar à bola<br />lá no hospício vitalício.<br />havia um<br />ficava-me mal.<br />engoli-o e coiso e tal.<br />hã?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-4604864627882543436?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MIGUEL BARROSOnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1659638116367205968.post-63529367584347463082007-06-26T17:33:00.000+01:002008-12-09T06:13:54.086Z<div align="center"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoE__4E0ciI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kg3ZOFfZJkw/s1600-h/jessen07_BillysBalloon.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080412221267538466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Bs197FFCRHk/RoE__4E0ciI/AAAAAAAAAAM/kg3ZOFfZJkw/s320/jessen07_BillysBalloon.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:arial;">I am the <span style="color:#ff0000;">baloon</span><br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1659638116367205968-6352936758434746308?l=soft-rock.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Duro moluscohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15757131097500052917noreply@blogger.com1