tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74697963686110972352011-12-13T14:56:55.204-02:00Não confundir com: BOÇAL no SOL do SUL / um blog " discreto onde ninguém aborrece ninguém e cujo maior prazer consiste em falar sem dizer grande coisa" (V.M.)Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.comBlogger371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-13245807828432557862009-08-28T15:07:00.004-03:002009-08-28T15:16:29.970-03:00<span style="font-size:180%;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Encontrei no <a href="http://cimitan.tumblr.com/"><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 153);"><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">TUMBLR</span></span> </a> um modelo que se adapta melhor ao blog, do que este, do Google.</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Vou continuar</span> </span><a style="font-weight: bold;" href="http://cimitan.tumblr.com/">LÁ</a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Desde já agradeço sua visita</span></span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> </span><span style="text-decoration: underline; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-1324580782843255786?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-25013894023001773502009-08-23T13:43:00.001-03:002009-08-23T13:45:30.556-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Diga-me com quem andas, e direi quem és".</span><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Fizeram essa pergunta a Judas, e erraram completamente!</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-2501389402300177350?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-465843952925166842009-07-23T07:42:00.001-03:002009-07-23T07:44:53.934-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">"VIA DE REGRA"</span> = vagina.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-46584395292516684?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-82337704662165544472009-07-21T09:26:00.002-03:002009-07-21T09:30:47.284-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;">A mulher ideal seria aquela que tivesse todas as características do horóscopo! Como não é possível, se conclue, infelizmente, que não há mulher perfeita!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8233770466216554447?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-30711897485798024482009-07-16T04:26:00.000-03:002009-07-16T04:27:47.990-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Seja uma lady e um lord em público, e uma puta e cafajeste na cama. Nunca o contrário.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3071189748579802448?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-85741778285210248372009-07-09T18:19:00.000-03:002009-07-09T18:21:00.329-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A vida é só o segundo presente. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O passado é história e o futuro ( segundo ) absolutamente incerto!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8574177828521024837?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-57594745001631253522009-06-22T12:30:00.000-03:002009-06-22T12:32:03.079-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mulher que abana muito o "rabo", pode imaginar o tamanho da "<span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">língua</span>" dos outros!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-5759474500163125352?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-35766761495081483412009-06-21T08:31:00.003-03:002009-06-21T08:34:49.976-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:180%;">QUANTO MAIOR A "CAIXA ALTA", MAIOR O TO</span><span style="font-size:130%;">M</span><span style="font-size:78%;">Bo.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3576676149508148341?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-44866696305700920802009-06-14T08:30:00.003-03:002009-06-20T21:23:29.273-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Sinta o prazer da visita aos bons blogs. Aí o seu vai ficar melhor! Em outras palavras: visite, visite, visite antes de se meter a postar!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-4486669630570092080?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-59156194819037325162009-06-13T20:54:00.002-03:002009-06-13T20:56:47.801-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;">Mulher sem bom humor, só com os <em><strong>"hormônios inquietos".</strong></em> Menopausa , só com bom humor!</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-5915619481903732516?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-28136132696695111132009-06-13T20:48:00.002-03:002009-06-13T20:51:01.631-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Pior do que o mau humor, e a falta dele.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-2813613269669511113?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-35295245940107174602009-06-05T10:25:00.003-03:002009-06-05T10:30:57.926-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>O que vale nesses dias gélidos de início de inverno, são os céus fotogênicos e as luas despudoradamente diurnas!</strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:78%;">Foi no blog da Lina Faria, a respeito de uma sua imagem de lua, no céu de Curitiba as seis da tarde! </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1844586062313523066&amp;postID=3349612566119147641&amp;page=1"><span style="font-size:78%;">AQUI</span></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3529524594010717460?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-80756713526435575702009-05-26T10:51:00.002-03:002009-05-26T10:53:30.956-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Toda criança sonha em ser adulto. Depois se arrepende!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8075671352643557570?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-11840593870433358852009-04-23T14:58:00.001-03:002009-04-23T15:00:16.723-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Este blog não é um blog, é um vício.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-1184059387043335885?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-4070532878319260922009-04-21T09:30:00.001-03:002009-04-21T09:34:40.149-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;">No caso da </span><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRbYtxHayXo"><span style="font-size:130%;">Susan Boyle</span></a><span style="font-size:130%;">, quem vê cara, não imagina a voz!</span><br /><br /><br /><a style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255); FONT-STYLE: italic" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRbYtxHayXo"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-407053287831926092?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-78316552547502458872009-04-13T08:21:00.001-03:002009-04-13T08:22:30.768-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;">" O GOVERNO E O CIGARRO FAZEM MAL À SAÚDE ".</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-7831655254750245887?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-62817663027346287772009-04-12T11:54:00.002-03:002009-04-12T11:58:00.484-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Hoje andando na minha praia, cheia de mulheres de fio dental, e corpo jonem e escutural, totalmente à mostra, cheguei a uma conclusão que me surpreendeu: aquela de maio verde inteiro, é a mais sensual das mulheres da praia! Quem diria!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-6281766302734628777?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-60868167341862831052009-04-12T07:07:00.002-03:002009-04-12T11:59:05.501-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">"A CULPA É DA SUA MÃE"</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-6086816734186283105?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-75833499364060755612009-04-09T11:26:00.004-03:002009-04-09T11:38:36.175-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>O PENSAMENTO</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Penso que o homem que:</strong><br /><strong>...Pensa em ter o que os outros pensaram,</strong><br /><strong>não pensa em nada pensado.</strong><br /><strong>...Pensa em querer o que os outros pensando quiseram,</strong><br /><strong>pensa inútilmente.</strong><br /><strong>...Pensa como os outros pensam,</strong><br /><strong>é leviano pensador.</strong><br /><strong>...Pensa em agir como os outros que agem pensando.</strong><br /><strong>pensaria mais se pensassem agindo.</strong><br /><strong>...Não pensa como os outros,</strong><br /><strong>pensa certo.</strong><br /><strong>,,,Deixa de pensar por estar penço em pensar que os outros pensam por êle,</strong><br /><strong>está pensando errado.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Êste é um simples pensamento de quem pensou em pensar pelos outros que não pensaram que eu pensaria em O Pensamento, o que penso do Homem que pensa.</strong><br /></span>Publicado no ALMANAQUE do O PIRILAMPO em 1959 ( Cataguases, MG)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-7583349936406075561?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-17147216389812039662009-04-07T17:20:00.000-03:002009-04-07T17:22:23.044-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Há mais blog do que leitores!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-1714721638981203966?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-23668172862504618672009-03-25T06:51:00.001-03:002009-03-25T06:52:55.536-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>" Há os que vivem para comer, e outros que comem para viver".</strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Ambos morrem!</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-2366817286250461867?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-82517936799293336512009-03-25T06:39:00.002-03:002009-03-25T06:43:51.302-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Preciso escrever para não me esquecer. </span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Depois preciso lembrar onde escrevi.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8251793679929333651?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-44625386813256450442009-03-24T11:20:00.003-03:002009-03-24T11:27:06.155-03:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Deus criou algumas cabeças perfeitas. As outras cobriu com cabelo.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Se cabelo fosse importante, não nascia na bunda.</strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>Bunda é muito bom, e não tem conteúdo.</strong></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-4462538681325645044?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-79251882549237458882009-03-21T19:34:00.002-03:002009-03-21T19:39:39.630-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Ética, o que é isso?</span></strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Corrupção eu sei: é aquela cerveja que se oferece ao policial rodoviário, para que não nos multe por excesso de velocidade.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-7925188254923745888?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-81009792128698583312009-03-21T19:28:00.003-03:002009-03-21T19:31:19.062-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">O homem feliz foi aquele que não pensou na felicidade.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8100979212869858331?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-15943101136086475242009-03-10T00:09:00.001-03:002009-03-21T19:31:47.723-03:00<strong>O sr. Nogueira era milenar, trabalhou com meu avô, ensinou meu pai, e me orientava nas lidas com fazendas. Certa vez <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">estávamos</span> fiscalizando a construção de um curral para apartar o gado, e no centro da mangueira havia um pau fincado. serviria para amarrar a corda que <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1">prenderia</span> os <span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2">animais</span>, bovinos e muares. Achando a madeira meio fina, perguntei ao sr. Nogueira:</strong><br /><strong>-Será que vai aguentar? Ao que me respondeu de pronto:</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">-" Pau de pé, e mulher deitada, aguentam mais peso do que você imagina".</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-1594310113608647524?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-9240441368194644672009-03-08T09:00:00.003-03:002009-03-08T09:03:52.364-03:00<strong>Para comemorar este dia vou recordar o que dizia uma sábia amiga minha:</strong><br /><strong><span style="font-size:130%;">" Mulher tem que ter passado, homem futuro" !</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-924044136819464467?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-47068874303170800442009-03-02T07:32:00.002-03:002009-03-02T07:36:21.774-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Um lugar que não tenha uma vista e uma história, não é um lugar, é um sítio geográfico.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-4706887430317080044?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com14tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-29775477711115427782009-03-01T16:37:00.002-03:002009-03-01T16:41:22.851-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">A zoofilia nunca foi tão evidente, na história da humanidade, como depois do advento do mouse. O homem e o rato, não se largam.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-2977547771111542778?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-86096059141199540392009-02-27T10:01:00.000-03:002009-02-27T10:02:17.479-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Quem não se comunica, não recebe visita.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-8609605914119954039?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-72075125966320025302009-02-23T07:50:00.001-03:002009-02-23T07:52:59.417-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Esqueci completamente o que ia contar!</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-7207512596632002530?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-12720660994073991782009-02-21T06:01:00.002-03:002009-02-21T06:06:36.947-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Durmo cedo, porque são nas primeiras horas do dia, que tenho as boas idéias! Para que ficar acordado até tarde?</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-1272066099407399178?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-35171197564635868432009-02-21T05:57:00.000-03:002009-02-21T05:58:58.338-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Quando os Governos orientarem uma direção, vá na contrária.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3517119756463586843?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-34360425468687432402009-02-21T05:53:00.002-03:002009-02-21T06:07:16.754-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Quando proibirem determinado alimento e mandarem você não comer, coma, e em pouco tempo você é que estará certo.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3436042546868743240?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-90875414975749950702009-02-18T09:18:00.003-03:002009-02-21T06:00:54.789-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Se esse é o BRASIL do futuro, eu prefiro o do passado.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-9087541497574995070?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-34674067476812931382009-02-18T08:53:00.003-03:002009-02-21T06:00:33.265-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Mate a cobra, e depois pergunte se era venenosa, e de quem era o pau.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-3467406747681293138?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7469796368611097235.post-47583505968693763182009-02-17T09:22:00.002-03:002009-02-21T06:00:11.087-03:00<strong><span style="font-size:130%;">Andava tão solitário, mas tão solitário, que passou a mandar e-mails para si próprio.</span></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7469796368611097235-4758350596869376318?l=blogsalsolsul.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Eduardo P.Lhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01888226374213432574noreply@blogger.com2