<?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: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-364338768751335756</id><updated>2012-02-10T15:43:43.971-02:00</updated><category term='Indicação'/><category term='Vídeos'/><category term='celular'/><category term='bbb11'/><category term='Notícias'/><category term='BBB12'/><category term='Pensamentos'/><category term='Trio Amadeus'/><category term='BBB'/><category term='Poemas'/><category term='Piadas'/><category term='pegadinha'/><title type='text'>De Tudo Um Pouco</title><subtitle type='html'>Um Blog Diferente</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>84</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-7379801588598098321</id><published>2012-02-10T15:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T15:43:43.980-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB12'/><title type='text'>Como fica o BBB12 agora #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Selva&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Laisa &lt;/b&gt;(&lt;i&gt;lider&lt;/i&gt;) - Indica = Jonas / Fael / João Maurício | Ainda podendo indicar o Rafa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Yuri &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Jonas / Fael / João Maurício / Kelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rafa &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Jonas / Kelly / João Maurício&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monique &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Jonas (dor de cotovelo) / Fael / João Maurício | Ainda podendo indicar a Renata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;João Carvalho&lt;/b&gt; - Em cima do muro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Renata &lt;/b&gt;- Por enquanto Praia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Praia&lt;/b&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Jonas &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Yuri / Rafa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fael &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Rafa / Yuri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Fabiana &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Rafa / Yuri / Monique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Kelly &lt;/b&gt;- Indica = Yuri / Monique / Renata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;João Maurício&lt;/b&gt; - Indica = Rafa / Yuri / Monique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como podemos perceber nesta semana o voto de Renata não irá para o Jonas.&lt;br /&gt;A turma da Praia está em maior nº com 5 contra 3 já que a Laisa é lider.&lt;br /&gt;Sendo assim com a Renata do lado Praia e J. Carvalho lado Selva fica 6 x 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentem, vms trocar ideias sobre isso, me add no Twitter - &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/fclementoni" target="_blank"&gt;@fclementoni&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7379801588598098321?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7379801588598098321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/como-fica-o-bbb12-agora-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7379801588598098321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7379801588598098321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/como-fica-o-bbb12-agora-1.html' title='Como fica o BBB12 agora #1'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8231470059824490865</id><published>2012-02-10T07:52:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:53:10.794-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notícias'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB12'/><title type='text'>BBB12</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Está cada vez mais descarado as loucuras e devaneios deste BBB12.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Laisa realmente parece homem. Yuri chora como quem perdeu a namorada na saída de Ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Renata chama Jonas de gay e continua querendo ele.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Monique fica sempre acusando Jonas e fica com dor de cotovelo com a reconciliação dele com Renata.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Rafa manipula todos da selva.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Agora estão querendo Jonas e Fabi no paredão. Um dos dois até pode ir, mas se a praia votar todos na mesma pessoa , sai na terça + um da selva. E realmente espero que isto aconteça.&lt;br /&gt;Selva perdendo um por um.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Acusações rolando do público contra a Produção do BBB está cada vez mais frequente. Agora a Globo está ficando mais esperta e quando vê que o caldo vai entornar eles mudam a câmera.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Tomara que as proximas provas para o lider sejam de resistência, pois somente assim mostra quem realmente merece ser lider.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Não sou a favor de prova de sorte, ainda mais pq a Laisa ganhou 2 já.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se eu fosse da produção com certesa manipularia o Big Fone, teria uma gravação para cada um dos participantes. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vamos continuar de olho pq ainda tem muita coisa para acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Como é um jogo, vms jogar. Só não pode virar Jogos Mortais... rsrsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abrçs a todos....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acompanhe tudo que acontece, ao vivo na &lt;a href="http://www.tvi.rdsolucoes.com/" target="_blank"&gt;TVILUMINA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8231470059824490865?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8231470059824490865/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/esta-cada-vez-mais-descarado-as.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8231470059824490865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8231470059824490865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/esta-cada-vez-mais-descarado-as.html' title='BBB12'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-642995523702549499</id><published>2012-02-07T21:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-07T21:34:07.854-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Já era hora.....</title><content type='html'>S&amp;#243; para deixar o blog atualizado.... Rsrsrsrs&lt;p&gt;Eu havia esquecido que dava  para atualizar pelo cel.....&lt;p&gt;-- &lt;br&gt;*Fabiano Clementoni*&lt;br&gt;* &lt;a href="http://www.rdsolucoes.com"&gt;www.rdsolucoes.com&lt;/a&gt;*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-642995523702549499?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/642995523702549499/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2012/02/ja-era-hora.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/642995523702549499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/642995523702549499'/><link 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src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/yN4Uu0OlmTg" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-3749965646729693819?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3749965646729693819/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/todos-que-acompanham-meu-blog-desejo-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3749965646729693819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3749965646729693819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/12/todos-que-acompanham-meu-blog-desejo-um.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/yN4Uu0OlmTg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-7096002877496666386</id><published>2011-10-31T08:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T08:23:36.721-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poemas'/><title type='text'>Despertar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O galo canta;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gente desperta;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Desperta a menina esperta;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Que brinca liberta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Fabiano Clementoni)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7096002877496666386?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7096002877496666386/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/despertar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7096002877496666386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7096002877496666386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/despertar.html' title='Despertar'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8199353294183459275</id><published>2011-10-18T19:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T19:44:31.754-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='celular'/><title type='text'>Em Breve</title><content type='html'>Em breve estarei postando mais coisas....&lt;br /&gt;Pretendo conciliar o face com o blog....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8199353294183459275?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8199353294183459275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/em-breve.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8199353294183459275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8199353294183459275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/em-breve.html' title='Em Breve'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8592388155249724570</id><published>2011-10-18T16:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:32:49.690-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamentos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Notícias'/><title type='text'>Greve</title><content type='html'>Bom...Odeio greve, não concordo de nem um tipo....&lt;br /&gt;Sei,  que os salários são baixos e indignos, mas quando entramos em algum serviço, sabemos quanto iremos receber.&lt;br /&gt;Se não está satisfeito, arrume outro, desta forma não atrapalha ninguêm.Imagine só, o Brasil inteiro parado (de greve), que merda ia ser.&lt;br /&gt;Bancos, professores, transporte, hospitais, segurança.... e por ai vai....&lt;br /&gt;Tem pessoas que tem qualificação para os serviços, mas não podem entrar por falta de vagas e o povo fazendo greve, sendo que para determinadas pessoas, metade daquele salário já ajudaria em casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensem bem.... &lt;b&gt;o seu direito acaba quando começa o meu&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das soluções também, é aprender a votar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8592388155249724570?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8592388155249724570/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/greve.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8592388155249724570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8592388155249724570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/10/greve.html' title='Greve'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-7571798915174442904</id><published>2011-09-16T19:19:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:19:22.912-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pegadinha #2</title><content type='html'>Onde o chachorro mais gosta de passear?&lt;br&gt;Na avenida do &lt;i&gt;cão&lt;/i&gt;torno.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7571798915174442904?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7571798915174442904/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/pegadinha-2.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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term='pegadinha'/><title type='text'>Pegadinha #1</title><content type='html'>Qual é a roupa íntima do cachorro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É o cue&lt;i&gt;cão&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2471765800933743177?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2471765800933743177/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/pegadinha-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2471765800933743177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2471765800933743177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/pegadinha-1.html' title='Pegadinha #1'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8212650319527264211</id><published>2011-09-15T18:05:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T18:09:47.303-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Resposta para piada sem graça #1</title><content type='html'>Você sai todo arrumado e seu amigo "engraçado" faz aquela velha conhecida piada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Vai fazer exame de fezes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E você responde:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Vou! O problema é que não sei como vou te colocar no potinho.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pronto. Ele nunca mais irá te&amp;nbsp;perturbar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Contêm direitos autorais.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8212650319527264211?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8212650319527264211/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/09/resposta-para-piada-sem-graca-1.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8212650319527264211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Indicação'/><title type='text'>Jupira Buffet</title><content type='html'>Olá galera... tem tempos que não venho aki...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou indicando um blog bem saboroso para vcs se deliciarem....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conheçam o &lt;a href="http://www.jupirabuffet.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Jupira Buffet&lt;/a&gt;, tenho certeza que vcs irão gostar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8919993696355165247?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8919993696355165247/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/07/jupira-buffet.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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assim?&lt;br /&gt;É uma tristeza enorme. A grandiosa Globo sempre manipulando os&lt;br /&gt;resultados como bem entende...&lt;br /&gt;O carnaval morreu, nossa torcida morreu...&lt;br /&gt;É nítido a preferência da Globo pela Beija-Flor, ainda mais que como&lt;br /&gt;costumam dizer, Carlinhos de Jesus é sócio da Globo.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha que haver uma investigação séria de venda de votos no carnaval.&lt;br /&gt;Espero que isso um dia acabe para que voltemos a nos abrilhantar com&lt;br /&gt;nossa beleza carnavalesca.&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;br /&gt;*Fabiano Clementoni*&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.rdsolucoes.com/"&gt;www.rdsolucoes.com&lt;/a&gt;* &amp;lt;&lt;a href="http://www.rdsolucoes.com/"&gt;http://www.rdsolucoes.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5545041561224553083?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-3974686577107481036?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3974686577107481036/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/carnaval.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3974686577107481036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3974686577107481036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/03/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-104065013792033905</id><published>2011-03-06T09:24:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:23:33.369-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Causos</title><content type='html'>ASNO&lt;br /&gt;No Curso de Medicina, o professor se dirige ao aluno e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Quantos rins nós temos?&lt;br /&gt;- Quatro! - Responde o aluno.&lt;br /&gt;- Quatro? - Replica o professor, arrogante, daqueles que sentem prazer em tripudiar sobre os erros dos alunos.&lt;br /&gt;- Tragam um feixe de capim, pois temos um asno na sala. - Ordena o professor a seu auxiliar.&lt;br /&gt;- E para mim um cafezinho! - Replicou o aluno ao auxiliar do mestre.&lt;br /&gt;O professor ficou irado e expulsou o aluno da sala.&lt;br /&gt;O aluno era Aparício Torelly Aporelly (1895-1971), o 'Barão de Itararé'.&lt;br /&gt;Ao sair da sala, o aluno ainda teve a audácia de corrigir o furioso mestre:&lt;br /&gt;- O senhor me perguntou quantos rins 'NÓS TEMOS'. 'NÓS' temos quatro: dois meus e dois seus. 'NÓS' é uma expressão usada para o plural.Tenha um bom apetite e delicie-se com o capim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral da História:&lt;br /&gt;A VIDA EXIGE MUITO MAIS COMPREENSÃO DO QUE CONHECIMENTO.&lt;br /&gt;E haja capim!!!&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ROUPA FAZ A DIFERENÇA?&lt;br /&gt;Sem maiores preocupações com o vestir, o médico conversava descontraído com o enfermeiro e o motorista da ambulância, quando uma senhora elegante chega e de forma ríspida, pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Vocês sabem onde está o médico do hospital?&lt;br /&gt;Com tranqüilidade o médico respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;- Boa tarde, senhora! Em que posso ser útil? - Ríspida, retorquiu:&lt;br /&gt;- Será que o senhor é surdo? Não ouviu que estou procurando pelo médico? - Mantendo-se calmo, contestou:&lt;br /&gt;- Boa tarde, senhora! O médico sou eu, em que posso ajudá-la ?!?!&lt;br /&gt;- Como?!?! O senhor?!?! Com essa roupa?!?!...&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, Senhora! Desculpe-me! Pensei que a senhora estivesse procurando um médico e não uma vestimenta....&lt;br /&gt;- Oh! Desculpe doutor! Boa tarde! É que... Vestido assim, o senhor nem parece um médico...&lt;br /&gt;- Veja bem as coisas como são...- disse o médico -... as vestes parecem não dizer muitas coisas, pois quando a vi chegando, tão bem vestida, tão elegante, pensei que a senhora fosse sorrir educadamente para todos e depois daria um simpaticíssimo "boa tarde!"; como se vê, as roupas nem sempre dizem muito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral da História:&lt;br /&gt;UM DOS MAIS BELOS TRAJES DA ALMA É A EDUCAÇÃO.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um mecânico está desmontando o cabeçote de uma moto, quando ele vê na oficina um cirurgião cardiologista muito conhecido.&lt;br /&gt;Ele está olhando o mecânico trabalhar. Então o mecânico pára e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Ei, doutor, posso lhe fazer uma pergunta?'&lt;br /&gt;O cirurgião, um tanto surpreso, concorda e vai até a moto na qual o mecânico está trabalhando.&lt;br /&gt;O mecânico se levanta e começa:&lt;br /&gt;- “Doutor, olhe este motor. Eu abro seu coração, tiro válvulas, conserto-as, ponho-as de volta e fecho novamente, e, quando eu termino, ele volta a trabalhar como se fosse novo. Como é então, que eu ganho tão pouco e o senhor tanto, quando nosso trabalho é praticamente o mesmo?”&lt;br /&gt;Então o cirurgião dá um sorriso, se inclina e fala bem baixinho para o mecânico:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Você já tentou fazer como eu faço, com o motor funcionando?'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conclusão:&lt;br /&gt;“QUANDO A GENTE PENSA QUE SABE TODAS AS RESPOSTAS, VEM A VIDA E MUDA TODAS AS PERGUNTAS.”&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entra um senhor desesperado na farmácia e grita:&lt;br /&gt;- Rápido, me dê algo para a diarréia! Urgente!&lt;br /&gt;O dono da farmácia, que era novo no negócio, fica muito nervoso e lhe dá o remédio errado: um remédio para nervos.&lt;br /&gt;O senhor, com muita pressa, pega o remédio e vai embora.&lt;br /&gt;Horas depois, chega novamente o senhor que estava com diarréia e o farmacêutico lhe diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Mil desculpas senhor. Creio que por engano lhe dei um medicamento para os nervos, ao invés de algum remédio para diarréia. Como o senhor está se sentindo?&lt;br /&gt;O senhor responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Cagado... mas tô tranquilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral da História:&lt;br /&gt;"POR MAIS DESESPERADORA QUE SEJA A SITUAÇÃO, SE ESTIVER CALMO, AS COISAS SERÃO VISTAS DE OUTRA MANEIRA".&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sujeito vai ao psiquiatra&lt;br /&gt;- Doutor - diz ele - estou com um problema: Toda vez que estou na cama, acho que tem alguém embaixo. Aí eu vou embaixo da cama e acho que tem alguém em cima. Pra baixo, pra cima, pra baixo, pra cima. Estou ficando maluco!&lt;br /&gt;- Deixe-me tratar de você durante dois anos, diz o psiquiatra. Venha três vezes por semana, e eu curo este problema.&lt;br /&gt;- E quanto o senhor cobra? - pergunta o paciente.&lt;br /&gt;- R$ 120,00 por sessão - responde o psiquiatra.&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, eu vou pensar - conclui o sujeito.&lt;br /&gt;Passados seis meses, eles se encontram na rua.&lt;br /&gt;- Por que você não me procurou mais? - Pergunta o psiquiatra.&lt;br /&gt;- A 120 paus a consulta, três vezes por semana, durante dois anos, ia ficar caro demais, ai um sujeito num bar me curou por 10 reais.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah é? Como? 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font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;Pegaram o cara em flagrante roubando galinhas de um galinheiro e o levaram para a delegacia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;D - Delegado&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;L - Ladrão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D - Que vida mansa, heim, vagabundo? Roubando galinha para ter o que comer sem precisar trabalhar. Vai para a cadeia!&lt;br /&gt;L - Não era para mim não. Era para vender.&lt;br /&gt;D - Pior, venda de artigo roubado. Concorrência desleal com o comércio estabelecido. Sem-vergonha!&lt;br /&gt;L - Mas eu vendia mais caro.&lt;br /&gt;D - Mais caro?&lt;br /&gt;L - Espalhei o boato  que as galinhas do galinheiro eram bichadas e as minhas galinhas não. E  que as do galinheiro botavam ovos brancos enquanto as minhas botavam  ovos marrons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;D - Mas eram as mesmas galinhas, safado.&lt;br /&gt;L - Os ovos das minhas eu pintava.&lt;br /&gt;D - Que grande pilantra.. (mas já havia um certo respeito no tom do delegado...)&lt;br /&gt;D - Ainda bem que tu vai preso. Se o dono do galinheiro te pega...&lt;br /&gt;L - Já me pegou. Fiz um acerto com ele. Me comprometi a não espalhar  mais boato sobre as galinhas dele, e ele se comprometeu a aumentar os  preços dos produtos dele para ficarem iguais aos meus. Convidamos outros  donos de galinheiros a entrar no nosso esquema. Formamos um oligopólio.  Ou, no caso, um ovigopólio..&lt;br /&gt;D - E o que você faz com o lucro do seu negócio?&lt;br /&gt;L - Especulo com  dólar. Invisto alguma coisa no tráfico de drogas. Comprei alguns  deputados. Dois ou três ministros. Consegui exclusividade no suprimento  de galinhas e ovos para programas de alimentação do governo e  superfaturo os preços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;O delegado mandou pedir um  cafezinho para o preso e perguntou se a cadeira estava confortável, se  ele não queria uma almofada. Depois perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;D - Doutor, não me leve a mal, mas com tudo isso, o senhor não está milionário?&lt;br /&gt;L - Trilionário. Sem contar o que eu sonego de Imposto de Renda e o que tenho depositado ilegalmente no exterior.&lt;br /&gt;D - E, com tudo isso, o senhor continua roubando galinhas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;L - Às vezes. Sabe como é.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;"&gt;D - Não sei não, excelência. Me explique.&lt;br /&gt;L  - É que, em todas essas minhas atividades, eu sinto falta de uma coisa.  O risco, entende? Daquela sensação de perigo, de estar fazendo uma  coisa proibida, da iminência do castigo. Só roubando galinhas eu me  sinto realmente um ladrão, e isso é excitante. Como agora fui preso,  finalmente vou para a cadeia. É uma experiência nova.&lt;br /&gt;D - O que é isso, excelência? O senhor não vai ser preso não.&lt;br /&gt;L - Mas fui pego em flagrante pulando a cerca do galinheiro!&lt;br /&gt;D - Sim. Mas primário, e com esses antecedentes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Luis Fernando Veríssimo.*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2434435578680396195?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2434435578680396195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-brasil-explicado-em-galinhas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2434435578680396195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2434435578680396195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-brasil-explicado-em-galinhas.html' title='O BRASIL EXPLICADO EM GALINHAS'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8178823467698578188</id><published>2011-01-29T09:27:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T09:29:42.683-02:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é melhor: Ter a maior torcida ou ter a melhor torcida?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-color: black; color: #f3f3f3;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Será  mesmo que é mais benéfico pro clube ter seu time no topo das pesquisas  de maiores torcidas do que ter uma hinchada presente nos estádios,  acostumada a comprar produtos oficiais do clube e ter milhares de  sócios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analisando as torcidas que mais compram pacotes PPV,  camisas oficiais, os torcedores que mais se associam e aqueles que mais  lotam os estádios percebe-se que não há uma grande diferença entre  aquelas que são consideradas as maiores do Brasil e aquelas que estão do  sexto para baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Podemos dizer então que atualmente ter a MAIOR torcida não significa muito. Pelo menos o tanto que falam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fizemos um ranking e elaboramos uma pontuação pra cada quesito. Confiram os critérios de avaliação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cada quesito o vencedor terá &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;50 pontos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, o segundo colocado &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;40&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, o terceiro &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, o quarto &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e o quinto &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;10&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os quesitos avaliados foram: &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Presença nos estádios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (Copa do Brasil, Libertadores e Campeonato Brasileiro), vendas de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;produtos oficiais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, vendas do pacote &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PPV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, número de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sócios-torcedores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; e ações de &lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;marketing de torcedores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confira o Ranking abaixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Corinthians (220 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;2. Flamengo (200 pontos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;3. Atlético Mineiro (190 pontos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;4. São Paulo (120 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;5. Bahia (90 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Internacional (90 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Grêmio (90 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Palmeiras (90 pontos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;9. Cruzeiro (40 pontos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Santa Cruz (40 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;11. Fluminense (30 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;12. Vasco (20 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;13. Botafogo (10 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Ceará (10 pontos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lanceactivo.com.br/totalfutebol/Blog/as-torcidas-mais-fanaticas-do-brasil/63026" target="_blank"&gt;Futebol Total&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;     &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #f3f3f3; margin-left: 12pt; margin-right: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #f3f3f3; margin-left: 12pt; margin-right: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Obs.: O Galo só não ficou em 1º porque não possui um programa de sócios-torcedores, então foi nota 0 nesse quesito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #f3f3f3; margin-left: 12pt; margin-right: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #f3f3f3; margin-left: 12pt; margin-right: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://www.lanceactivo.com.br/totalfutebol/Blog/as-torcidas-mais-fanaticas-do-brasil/63026" target="_blank" title="http://www.lanceactivo.com.br/totalfutebol/Blog/as-torcidas-mais-fanaticas-do-brasil/63026&amp;lt;br &amp;gt;&amp;lt;/a&amp;gt; CTRL + Clique para seguir o link"&gt;http://www.lanceactivo.com.br/&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;totalfutebol/Blog/as-torcidas-&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/wbr&gt;mais-fanaticas-do-brasil/63026&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8178823467698578188?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8178823467698578188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-que-e-melhor-ter-maior-torcida-ou-ter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8178823467698578188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8178823467698578188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-que-e-melhor-ter-maior-torcida-ou-ter.html' title='O que é melhor: Ter a maior torcida ou ter a melhor torcida?'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6409213768176223328</id><published>2011-01-10T21:05:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:56:19.213-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbb11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB'/><title type='text'>BBB11 - acompanhem ao vivo</title><content type='html'>Amanhã começa o BBB11, para você que gosta de assistir e dar sua opnião sobre o programa esta é uma excelente alternativa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acessem o site da &lt;a href="http://www.tvi.rdsolucoes.com/"&gt;TV ILUMINA&lt;/a&gt; e deêm uma espiadinha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6409213768176223328?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.tvi.rdsolucoes.com' title='BBB11 - acompanhem ao vivo'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6409213768176223328/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbb11-acompanhem-ao-vivo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6409213768176223328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6409213768176223328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbb11-acompanhem-ao-vivo.html' title='BBB11 - acompanhem ao vivo'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5369056699833838018</id><published>2011-01-10T20:52:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:56:47.794-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbb11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB'/><title type='text'>"Mulher não vence por preconceito", diz Dourado sobre 'BBB'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="page fontsize p1 printing" id="SearchKey_Text1"&gt;Como diz o apresentador Pedro Bial, "vai começar mais uma edição do &lt;i&gt;Big Brother Brasil&lt;/i&gt;", a décima primeira. A estreia está marcada para esta terça-feira (11) e vai ao ar logo depois da novela &lt;i&gt;Passione&lt;/i&gt;. Os 17 candidatos ao prêmio de R$ 1,5 milhão já estão escolhidos e confinados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, qual será o segredo para vencer o programa e se tornar um  novo milionário? Para tentar desvendar este mistério, convidamos o  último campeão do &lt;i&gt;BBB&lt;/i&gt;, Marcelo Dourado, que ainda fala como está a  sua vida um ano depois de ganhar o reality e por que os homens foram os  vencedores em oito edições. "Só há dois meses que a minha rotina  começou a voltar ao normal. Tenho conseguido treinar, cuidar melhor da  minha alimentação, mas ainda tem muita coisa para organizar e agora  surgem mais solicitações com a estreia do programa", conta Dourado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Envolvido em polêmicas desde a sua primeira participação no &lt;i&gt;BBB 4&lt;/i&gt;,  o gaúcho de 38 anos deu, recentemente, declarações de que teria perdido  todo o dinheiro do prêmio em jogos de azar e estaria com dívidas. "Não  entendi por que levaram isso tão a sério. Acho que não me assistiram no &lt;i&gt;BBB&lt;/i&gt;  e nem perceberam como eu sou", conta, rindo. Sobre o assunto, ele ainda  brinca: "Escreve aí que perdi tudo investindo o prêmio no Banco  Panamericano e o carro que dei para a Jose, pedi de volta para vender". O  verdadeiro destino do R$ 1,5 milhão, ele se limita a dizer que foi para  a compra de um carro e uma moto. "Sou um cara simples, detesto  ostentação, área VIP. Não tem sentido eu falar o que fiz ou deixei de  fazer, até por questão de segurança".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sobre as presenças pelo Brasil - ele não revela quanto cobra de  cachê, mas estima-se que um BBB cobre de R$ 5 mil a R$ 10 mil -, Dourado  diz que na sua primeira participação trabalhou mais. "Acho que o  mercado está mais restrito e tem outros realities que são uma  concorrência". Agora, o professor de Educação Física se prepara para  abrir a empresa Marcelo Dourado Eventos e lançar o site  www.marcelodourado.com.br.  &lt;br /&gt;Dourado acha que a razão de a maioria dos vencedores serem homens  é, primeiro, pelo preconceito de que as mulheres mais bonitas vão  ganhar dinheiro posando nuas. Segundo, porque as moças perdem o foco no  jogo e competem entre si. "Elas são mais emocionais e esquecem que devem  ser as protagonistas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E será que ele foi protagonista? "O herói da minha vida sou eu  mesmo, então foi assim que me coloquei e me coloco, como o ator  principal da história, lutando até o último segundo e mantendo sempre a  humildade".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diversao.terra.com.br/tv/bbb11/noticias/0,,OI4880352-EI17223,00-Mulher+nao+vence+por+preconceito+diz+Dourado+sobre+BBB.html"&gt;*texto retirado do Portal Terra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5369056699833838018?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://diversao.terra.com.br/tv/bbb11/noticias/0,,OI4880352-EI17223,00-Mulher+nao+vence+por+preconceito+diz+Dourado+sobre+BBB.html' title='&quot;Mulher não vence por preconceito&quot;, diz Dourado sobre &apos;BBB&apos;'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5369056699833838018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/mulher-nao-vence-por-preconceito-diz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5369056699833838018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5369056699833838018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/mulher-nao-vence-por-preconceito-diz.html' title='&quot;Mulher não vence por preconceito&quot;, diz Dourado sobre &apos;BBB&apos;'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8048554183847082650</id><published>2011-01-10T20:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T07:57:04.634-02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbb11'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BBB'/><title type='text'>'BBB 11': Boninho nega que reality tenha integrantes famosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="page fontsize p1 printing" id="SearchKey_Text1"&gt;"Juro que nunca vi ninguém", escreveu o diretor do Big  Brother Brasil Boninho, em seu Twitter, sobre os participantes da décima  primeira edição do reality, que começa nesta terça-feira (11).  &lt;br /&gt;O diretor respondeu a usuários do microblog que comentavam sobre o fato  de que desde o anúncio dos nomes, descobriu-se que não se tratavam de pessoas tão anônimas assim.   &lt;br /&gt;Alguns do novos brothers conhecem participantes de outras edições (Michelly é amiga de Lia, do &lt;i&gt;BBB 10&lt;/i&gt;; Igor é amigo de Leo, do &lt;i&gt;BBB 9&lt;/i&gt;; Talula já trabalhou com Fernanda, do &lt;i&gt;BBB 10&lt;/i&gt;),  outros já tinham amizades com famosos (Diogo é amigo de Claudia Leitte,  Jaqueline era dançarina do cantor Latino) e certos escolhidos já  tiveram, até mesmo, algum tipo de exposição na mídia (Jaqueline já  participou de concurso do &lt;i&gt;Caldeirão do Huck&lt;/i&gt;; Rodrigão já foi Mister Paraná; Rodrigo já foi capa da revista &lt;i&gt;G Magazine&lt;/i&gt;; Maria já posou na revista &lt;i&gt;VIP&lt;/i&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem você conhecia?", questionou Boni para uma usuária. "Ou eles  passaram a ser conhecidos no momento em que os anunciamos?", escreveu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://diversao.terra.com.br/tv/bbb11/noticias/0,,OI4882765-EI17223,00-BBB+Boninho+nega+que+reality+tenha+integrantes+famosos.html"&gt;*texto retirado do site Terra&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8048554183847082650?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://diversao.terra.com.br/tv/bbb11/noticias/0,,OI4882765-EI17223,00-BBB+Boninho+nega+que+reality+tenha+integrantes+famosos.html' title='&apos;BBB 11&apos;: Boninho nega que reality tenha integrantes famosos'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8048554183847082650/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbb-11-boninho-nega-que-reality-tenha.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8048554183847082650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8048554183847082650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/bbb-11-boninho-nega-que-reality-tenha.html' title='&apos;BBB 11&apos;: Boninho nega que reality tenha integrantes famosos'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8206380794192912376</id><published>2011-01-02T19:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T19:00:21.500-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz 2011</title><content type='html'>Olá para todos... desejo um feliz 2011... muita saúde, paz, sucesso.... e muito juizo... rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;Este novo ano já começa com um marco histórico que é a posse da primeira presidenta do Brasil, Dilma.&lt;br /&gt;Que ela tenha sucesso e ajude o nosso querido país.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8206380794192912376?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8206380794192912376/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8206380794192912376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8206380794192912376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-2011.html' title='Feliz 2011'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6396654308426827307</id><published>2010-11-17T19:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T19:31:05.929-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; 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font-size: 14pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro é um povo solidário. Mentira. Brasileiro é babaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Eleger  para o cargo mais importante do Estado um sujeito que não tem  escolaridade e preparo nem para ser gari, só porque tem uma história de  vida sofrida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Pagar 40% de sua renda em tributos e ainda dar esmola para pobre na rua ao invés de cobrar do governo uma solução para pobreza;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Aceitar que ONG's de direitos humanos fiquem dando pitaco na forma como tratamos nossa criminalidade. ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Não  protestar cada vez que o governo compra colchões para presidiários que  queimaram os deles de propósito, não é coisa de gente solidária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;É coisa de gente otária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro é um povo alegre. Mentira. Brasileiro é bobalhão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer piadinha com as imundices que acompanhamos todo dia é o mesmo que tomar bofetada na cara e dar risada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Depois  de um massacre que durou quatro dias  em São Paulo , ouvir o José Simão  fazer piadinha a respeito e achar graça, é o mesmo que contar piada no  enterro do pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro tem um sério problema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Quando surge um escândalo, ao invés de protestar e tomar providências como cidadão, ri feito bobo.&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro é um povo trabalhador. Mentira.&lt;br /&gt;Brasileiro é vagabundo por excelência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;O  brasileiro tenta se enganar, fingindo que os políticos que ocupam  cargos públicos no país, surgiram de Marte e pousaram em seus cargos,  quando na verdade, são oriundos do povo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;O  brasileiro, ao mesmo tempo em que fica indignado ao ver um deputado  receber 20 mil por mês, para trabalhar 3 dias e coçar o saco o resto da  semana, também sente inveja e sabe lá no fundo que se estivesse no lugar  dele faria o mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Um  povo que se conforma em receber uma esmola do governo de 90 reais  mensais para não fazer nada e não aproveita isso para alavancar sua vida  (realidade da brutal maioria dos beneficiários do bolsa família) não  pode ser adjetivado de outra coisa que não de vagabundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro é um povo honesto. Mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Já foi; hoje é uma qualidade  em baixa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Se  você oferecer 50 Euros a um policial europeu para ele não te autuar, provavelmente irá preso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Não por medo de ser pego, mas porque ele sabe ser errado aceitar propinas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;O  brasileiro, ao mesmo tempo em que fica indignado com o mensalão, pensa  intimamente o que faria se arrumasse uma boquinha dessas, quando na  realidade isso sequer deveria passar por sua cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;90% de quem vive na favela é gente honesta e trabalhadora. Mentira..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Já foi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Historicamente,  as favelas se iniciaram nos morros cariocas quando os negros e mulatos  retornando da Guerra do Paraguai ali se instalaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Naquela época quem morava lá era gente honesta, que não tinha outra alternativa e não concordava com o crime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Hoje a realidade é diferente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Muito pai de família sonha que o filho seja aceito como 'aviãozinho' do tráfico para ganhar uma grana legal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Se  a maioria da favela fosse honesta, já teriam existido condições de se  tocar os bandidos de lá para fora, porque podem matar 2 ou 3 mas não  milhares de pessoas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Além disso, cooperariam com a polícia na identificação de criminosos, inibindo-os de montar suas bases de operação nas favelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; O Brasil é um pais democrático.. Mentira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Num país democrático a vontade da maioria é Lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;A  maioria do povo acha que bandido bom é bandido morto, mas sucumbe a uma  minoria barulhenta que se apressa em dizer que um bandido que foi morto  numa troca de tiros, foi executado friamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Num país onde todos têm direitos mas ninguém tem obrigações, não existe democracia e sim, anarquia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Num país em que a maioria sucumbe bovinamente ante uma minoria barulhenta, não existe democracia, mas um simulacro hipócrita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Se  tirarmos o pano do politicamente correto, veremos que vivemos numa  sociedade feudal: um rei que detém o poder central (presidente e suas  MPs), seguido de duques, condes, arquiduques e senhores feudais  (ministros, senadores, deputados, prefeitos, vereadores).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Todos  sustentados pelo povo que paga tributos que têm como único fim, o  pagamento dos privilégios do poder. E ainda somos obrigados a votar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 13.5pt;"&gt;Democracia isso? Pense !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O famoso jeitinho brasileiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Na minha opinião&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; um dos maiores responsáveis pelo caos que se tornou a política brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasileiro se acha malandro, muito esperto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Faz um 'gato' puxando a TV a cabo do vizinho e acha que está botando pra quebrar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;No  outro dia o caixa da padaria erra no troco e devolve 6 reais a mais,  caramba, silenciosamente ele sai de lá com a felicidade de ter ganhado  na loto.... malandrões, esquecem que pagam a maior taxa de juros do  planeta e o retorno é zero. Zero saúde, zero emprego, zero educação, mas  e daí?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Afinal somos penta campeões do mundo né&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt; ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Grande coisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  Brasil é o país do futuro. Caramba , meu avô dizia isso em 1950. Muitas  vezes cheguei a imaginar em como seria a indignação e revolta dos meus  avôs se ainda estivessem vivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Dessa vergonha eles se safaram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Brasil, o país do futuro !?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Hoje o futuro chegou e tivemos uma das piores taxas de crescimento do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus é brasileiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Puxa, essa eu não vou nem comentar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  que me deixa mais triste e inconformado é ver todos os dias nos jornais  a manchete da vitória do governo mais sujo já visto em toda a história  brasileira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Para finalizar tiro minha conclusão:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;O  brasileiro merece! Como diz o ditado popular, é igual mulher de  malandro, gosta de apanhar. Se você não é como o exemplo de brasileiro  citado nesse e-mail, meus sentimentos amigo, continue fazendo sua parte,  e que um dia pessoas de bem assumam o controle do país novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Aí sim, teremos todas as chances de ser a maior potência do planeta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Afinal aqui não tem terremoto, tsunami nem furacão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-size: 14pt;"&gt;Temos petróleo, álcool, bio-diesel, e sem dúvida nenhuma o mais importante: Água doce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só falta boa vontade, será que é tão difícil assim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5114757165917661670?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5114757165917661670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/brasil-arnaldo-jabor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5114757165917661670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5114757165917661670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/brasil-arnaldo-jabor.html' title='Brasil - Arnaldo Jabor'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6094556924787686176</id><published>2010-11-07T08:21:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:24:03.496-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Conversa entre 2 bebês do sec. XXI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia; font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- E aí, véio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Beleza, cara?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ah, mais ou menos. Ando meio chateado com algumas coisas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Quer conversar sobre isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É a minha mãe. Sei lá, ela anda falando umas coisas estranhas, me botando um terror, sabe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Como assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Por exemplo: há alguns dias, antes de dormir, ela veio com um papo  doido aí. Mandou eu dormir logo senão uma tal de Cuca ia vir me pegar.  Mas eu nem sei quem é essa Cuca, pô. O que eu fiz pra essa mina querer  me pegar?  Você me conhece desde que eu nasci, já me viu mexer com  alguém?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nunca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pois é. Mas o pior veio depois. O papo doido continuou. Minha mãe  disse que quando a tal da Cuca viesse, eu ia estar sozinho, porque meu  pai tinha ido pra roça e minha mãe passear. Mas tipo, o que meu pai foi  fazer na roça? E mais: como minha mãe foi passear se eu tava vendo ela  ali na minha frente? Será que eu sou adotado, cara?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Como assim, véio?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pô, ela deixou bem claro que a minha mãe tinha ido passear. Então  ela não é minha mãe. Se meu pai foi na casa da vizinha, vai ver eles  dois tão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;de caso. Ele passou lá, pegou ela e os dois foram passear. É isso, cara. Eu sou filho da vizinha. Só pode!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Calma, maninho. Você tá nervoso e não pode tirar conclusões precipitadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #000099;"&gt;- Sei lá. Por um lado pode até ser melhor assim, viu? Fiquei sabendo de umas coisas estranhas sobre a minha mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Tipo o quê?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  Ela me contou um dia desses que pegou um pau e atirou em um gato.  Assim, do nada. Maldade, meu! Vê se isso é coisa que se faça com o  bichano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Caramba! Mas por que ela fez isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Pra matar o gato. Pura maldade mesmo. Mas parece que o gato não morreu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ainda bem. Pô, sua mãe é perturbada, cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- E sabe a Francisca ali da esquina?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- A Dona Chica? Sei sim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Parece que ela tava junto na hora e não fez nada. Só ficou lá, paradona, admirada vendo o gato berrar de dor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Putz grila. Esses adultos às vezes fazem cada coisa que não dá pra entender.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;-  Pois é. Vai ver é até melhor ela não ser minha mãe mesmo... Ela me  contou isso de boa, cantando, sabe? Como se estivesse feliz por ter  feito essa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;selvageria.  Um absurdo. E eu percebo também que ela não gosta muito de mim. Esses  dias ela ficou tentando me assustar, fazendo um monte de careta. Eu não  achei legal, né. Aí ela começou a falar que ia chamar um boi com cara  preta pra me levar embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nossa, véio. Com certeza ela não é sua mãe. Nunca que uma mãe ia fazer isso com o filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mas é ruim saber que o casamento deles não está dando certo... Um  dia ela me contou que lá no bosque do final da rua mora um cara, que eu  imagino que deva ser muito bonitão, porque ela chama ele de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Anjo'. E ela disse que o tal do Anjo roubou o coração dela. Ela até falou um dia que se fosse a dona da rua, mandava colocar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue; font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;ladrilho em tudo, só pra ele passar desfilando e tal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Nossa, que casamento bagunçado esse. Era melhor separar logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-  É. só sei que tô cansado desses papos doidos dela, sabe? Às vezes ela  fala algumas coisas sem sentido nenhum. Ontem mesmo, ela disse que a  vizinha cria perereca na gaiola... já viu...essa rua só tem doido...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: georgia; margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 85%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #3366ff; font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Ixi, cara. Mas a vizinha não é sua mãe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: navy; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Putz, é mesmo! Tô ferrado de qualquer jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6094556924787686176?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6094556924787686176/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/conversa-entre-2-bebes-do-sec-xxi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6094556924787686176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6094556924787686176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/conversa-entre-2-bebes-do-sec-xxi.html' title='Conversa entre 2 bebês do sec. XXI'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6802853043774380888</id><published>2010-11-05T06:58:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:27:11.308-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Mineiro fazendo terapia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sessão de terapia de grupo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro pacientes estão reunidos na sala, com o seu terapeuta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O terapeuta pede que se apresentem, que digam qual é sua atividade, e comentem, porque a exercem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O primeiro diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me chamo Francisco, sou médico porque me agrada tratar da saúde e cuidar das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O segundo se apresenta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Me chamo Angelo. Sou arquiteto porque me preocupa a qualidade de vida das pessoas e como vivem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A terceira fala:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Meu nome é Maria e sou lésbica.&lt;br /&gt;Sou lésbica porque adoro peitos e bundas femininas e fico louca só de pensar em fazer sexo com mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O quarto, um mineirinho diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sô Tunico, e inté gorinha achava qui era pedrêro, mais cabei de discubrí qui sô é Lésbica... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6802853043774380888?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6802853043774380888/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/mineiro-fazendo-terapia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6802853043774380888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6802853043774380888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/11/mineiro-fazendo-terapia.html' title='Mineiro fazendo terapia'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-2048542429513180375</id><published>2010-10-20T16:58:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:24:25.414-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Tolerância ZERO!!!!</title><content type='html'>1. Quando te vêem deitado, de olhos fechados, na sua cama, com a luz apagada e te perguntam: &lt;br /&gt;- Você tá dormindo?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, tô treinando pra morrer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Quando a gente leva um aparelho eletrônico para a manutenção e o técnico pergunta: &lt;br /&gt;- Tá com defeito?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, é que ele estava cansado de ficar em casa e eu o trouxe para passear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Quando está chovendo e percebem que você vai encarar a chuva, perguntam:&lt;br /&gt;- Vai sair nessa chuva?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, vou sair na próxima. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Quando você acaba de levantar, aí vem um idiota (sempre) e pergunta:   &lt;br /&gt;- Acordou?&lt;br /&gt;- Não. Sou sonâmbulo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Seu amigo liga para sua casa e pergunta: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Onde você está?&lt;br /&gt;- No Pólo Norte! Um furacão levou a minha casa pra lá! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Você acaba de tomar banho e alguém pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Você tomou banho?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, mergulhei no vaso sanitário! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Você tá na frente do elevador da garagem do seu prédio e chega um que pergunta: (ÓTIMA) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vai subir?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, não, to esperando meu apartamento descer pra me pegar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. O homem chega à casa da namorada com um enorme buquê de flores. Até que ela diz: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Flores?&lt;br /&gt;- Não! São cenouras. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Você está no banheiro quando alguém bate na porta e pergunta: (muito boa)&lt;br /&gt;- Tem gente?&lt;br /&gt;- Não! É o cocô que está falando! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Você chega ao banco com um cheque e pede pra trocar: (MUITO BOA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Em dinheiro? ?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, me dá tudo em Clipes!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2048542429513180375?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2048542429513180375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/10/tolerancia-zero.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2048542429513180375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2048542429513180375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/10/tolerancia-zero.html' title='Tolerância ZERO!!!!'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5759421010023522085</id><published>2010-10-18T22:06:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T22:08:03.905-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Twitter</title><content type='html'>Sigam-me no twitter...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/fclementoni"&gt;@fclementoni&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5759421010023522085?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5759421010023522085/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/10/twitter.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5759421010023522085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5759421010023522085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/10/twitter.html' title='Twitter'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5189321611757220649</id><published>2010-08-25T20:15:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:21:04.593-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.tvi.rdsolucoes.com/" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509490829333096706" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/THWkt_-r6QI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZxCwpSD_cd8/s320/logo-nv-tvi-trans.gif" style="cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Perco o amigo mas não perco a piada!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5189321611757220649?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5189321611757220649/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/08/perco-o-amigo-mas-nao-perco-piada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5189321611757220649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5189321611757220649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/08/perco-o-amigo-mas-nao-perco-piada.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/THWkt_-r6QI/AAAAAAAAAGI/ZxCwpSD_cd8/s72-c/logo-nv-tvi-trans.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6970346137967987191</id><published>2010-03-05T10:07:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T07:03:20.066-02:00</updated><title type='text'>TVI - TVILUMINA</title><content type='html'>Olá amigos visitantes, aproveitem para conhecer a TVI - assista ao BBB e outros canais sem pagar nada por isso, e ainda converse com pessoas legais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tvi.rg3.net"&gt;http://www.tvi.rg3.net&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será um prazer recebê-los... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6970346137967987191?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6970346137967987191/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/03/tvi-tvilumina.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6970346137967987191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6970346137967987191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/03/tvi-tvilumina.html' title='TVI - TVILUMINA'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-4590413459861224033</id><published>2010-01-11T08:42:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:26:35.301-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Sherlock Holmes e Dr. Watson</title><content type='html'>Sherlock Holmes e Dr. Watson vão acampar… &lt;br /&gt;Montam a barraca e, depois de uma boa refeição e uma garrafa de vinho, deitam-se para dormir. Algumas horas depois, Holmes acorda e cutuca seu fiel amigo: &lt;br /&gt;- Meu caro Watson, olhe para cima e diga-me o que vê. &lt;br /&gt;Watson responde: &lt;br /&gt;- Vejo milhares e milhares de estrelas. &lt;br /&gt;Holmes então pergunta: &lt;br /&gt;- E o que isso significa? &lt;br /&gt;Watson pondera por um minuto, depois enumera: &lt;br /&gt;- 1) Astronomicamente, significa que há milhares e milhares de galáxias e,potencialmente, bilhões de planetas. &lt;br /&gt;2) Astrologicamente, observo que Saturno está em Leão e teremos um dia de sorte. &lt;br /&gt;3) Temporalmente, deduzo que são aproximadamente 03h15min pela altura em que se encontra a Estrela Polar. &lt;br /&gt;4) Teologicamente, posso ver que Deus é todo poderoso e somos pequenos e insignificantes. &lt;br /&gt;5) Meteorologicamente, suspeito que teremos um lindo dia amanhã. Correto? &lt;br /&gt;Holmes fica um minuto em silêncio, então responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Watson, seu idiota! Significa apenas que alguém roubou nossa barraca!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-4590413459861224033?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4590413459861224033/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/01/sherlock-holmes-e-dr-watson.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4590413459861224033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4590413459861224033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2010/01/sherlock-holmes-e-dr-watson.html' title='Sherlock Holmes e Dr. Watson'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8762577513174616842</id><published>2009-12-22T09:18:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:25:31.626-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>O Dinheiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O filho queria sair e foi pedir dinheiro ao pai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- Pai, me dá 50 reais?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;E o pai responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;- 40? Pra quê 30 se 20 é muito. Leva 10 e me traz 5 de troco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8762577513174616842?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8762577513174616842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-dinheiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8762577513174616842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8762577513174616842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-dinheiro.html' title='O Dinheiro'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6133662632626208697</id><published>2009-11-30T08:21:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T07:25:16.000-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Piadas'/><title type='text'>Não se pode ter tudo...</title><content type='html'>A professora explicava que ninguém consegue ter tudo na vida, quando a Mariazinha a interrompe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Professora, meu pai tem tudo: TV LCD 42", DVD, uma Mercedes, ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tudo bem - diz a professora - Mas será que ele tem uma lancha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lancha ele não tem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Viu? Ninguém pode ter tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí o Pedrinho interrompe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Professora, meu pai tem de tudo: TV LCD 42", DVD, uma Mercedes, uma lancha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sim - responde a professora - Mas será que ele tem um avião?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, avião ele não tem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Estão vendo como não se pode ter de tudo na vida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí chegou a vez do Joãozinho (não podia faltar o dito cujo):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Professora, meu pai agora tem de tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Será? diz a professora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Certeza! Sábado passado, quando minha irmã apresentou seu novo namorado, todo tatuado, piercing no nariz, bonezinho virado, cueca aparecendo, camisa do Corinthians, desempregado, o meu pai disse:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- PQP! Era só o que me faltava!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6133662632626208697?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6133662632626208697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-se-pode-ter-tudo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6133662632626208697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6133662632626208697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/nao-se-pode-ter-tudo.html' title='Não se pode ter tudo...'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-2150923438469399927</id><published>2009-11-26T07:34:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:37:51.224-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(95, 73, 122);"&gt;A vida se resume em          quatro frascos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(95, 73, 122);"&gt;Vamos aproveitá-la, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(95, 73, 122);"&gt;porque já estamos no          terceiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sw5L0Vn9bRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_fxyPqgte3U/s1600/frascos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 249px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sw5L0Vn9bRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_fxyPqgte3U/s320/frascos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408343565048573202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2150923438469399927?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2150923438469399927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-se-resume-em-quatro-frascos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2150923438469399927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2150923438469399927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/vida-se-resume-em-quatro-frascos.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sw5L0Vn9bRI/AAAAAAAAAFw/_fxyPqgte3U/s72-c/frascos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5976350938080123743</id><published>2009-11-13T14:53:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:55:27.719-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartoon de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sv2Pbi8_QxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3mN2kwf40sQ/s1600-h/28367e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 104px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sv2Pbi8_QxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3mN2kwf40sQ/s320/28367e.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403632831316312850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5976350938080123743?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5976350938080123743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/cartoon-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5976350938080123743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5976350938080123743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/cartoon-de-natal.html' title='Cartoon de Natal'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/Sv2Pbi8_QxI/AAAAAAAAAFo/3mN2kwf40sQ/s72-c/28367e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6156874072360265334</id><published>2009-11-11T11:48:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T11:49:09.256-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Refletir</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Um dia Satanás e Jesus estavam conversando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Satanás acabava de ir ao Jardim do Éden, e estava fazendo graça e rindo, dizendo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Sim senhor. Acabo de apoderar do mundo, cheio de gente lá embaixo. Eu armei a eles uma armadilha, e  usei uma isca que sabia que não poderiam resistir. Caíram todos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- O que vai fazer com eles? Perguntou Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ah, vou me divertir com eles. Respondeu Satanás. Vou ensiná-los como se casar e se divorciar, como odiar e abusar um do outro, a beber e fumar, e, é claro, os ensinarei a inventar armas e bombas para que se destruam entre si. Realmente vou me divertir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- E o que farás quando se cansar deles? - Perguntou Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ah, os matarei. Disse Satanás com os olhos cheios de ódio e orgulho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Quanto quer por eles? Perguntou Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Ah, você não quer essa gente.. Eles não são bons. Porque os salvaria? Você os salva e eles te odeiam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Vão cuspir em seu rosto, vão te maldizer e te matarão. Você não quer essa gente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Quanto? Perguntou novamente Jesus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Satanás olhou para Jesus e sarcasticamente respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- Todo o seu sangue, suas lágrimas e sua vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;Jesus Disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;- FEITO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;font-size:180%;color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri; color: red; font-size: 18pt;"&gt;E assim foi pago o preço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6156874072360265334?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6156874072360265334/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-refletir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6156874072360265334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/6156874072360265334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-refletir.html' title='Para Refletir'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-4472125144099464375</id><published>2009-11-09T14:07:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T14:08:11.041-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Trair ou não Trair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;Um homem  sofreu um acidente fatal e morreu. Chegando ao céu o porteiro lhe dá uma BMW e  lhe diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;_Você  nunca traiu sua esposa na sua vida, portanto esse carro é pra você andar no  céu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;O  próximo ganhou um corsinha porque tinha traído só um pouquinho. O outro ganhou  um fusquinha porque tinha traído muito. Em certo dia, o cara do fusquinha vê o  da BMW parado no acostamento, puxando os cabelos, dando ponta pés no carro.  Então o do fusca foi consolá-lo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;_Você  com um carrão desses, estressado desta maneira e eu aqui com um fusca, feliz da  vida. O que aconteceu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;Imediatamente  o da BMW lhe responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;b style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:Comic Sans MS;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);font-family:'Comic Sans MS';font-size:10.5pt;"  &gt;_ Minha  mulher acabou de passar por aqui… a filha da puta tá andando de  bicicleta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-4472125144099464375?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4472125144099464375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/trair-ou-nao-trair.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4472125144099464375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4472125144099464375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/11/trair-ou-nao-trair.html' title='Trair ou não Trair?'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-3284743358679261512</id><published>2009-10-21T14:39:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:42:03.611-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Gols pelo mundo "estranhos"</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="368" width="368"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://storage.mais.uol.com.br/embed.swf?mediaId=358164&amp;amp;start_loading=false&amp;amp;start_paused=true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" src="http://storage.mais.uol.com.br/embed.swf?mediaId=358164&amp;amp;start_loading=false&amp;amp;start_paused=true" allowscriptaccess="always" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="368" width="368"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não existe gol feio - Feio é não fazer GOL" - Dada Maravilha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-3284743358679261512?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3284743358679261512/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/10/gols-pelo-mundo-estranhos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3284743358679261512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3284743358679261512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/10/gols-pelo-mundo-estranhos.html' title='Gols pelo mundo &quot;estranhos&quot;'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-665745078629957265</id><published>2009-10-17T11:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T11:14:14.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogos Mortais 6</title><content type='html'>6 de Novembro estréia aqui no Brasil o 6º filme de Jogos Mortais. Para quem gosta é uma ótima pedida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A franquia de Jigsaw "se encerra" neste filme que irá desvendar as pontas soltas, criar suas últimas vítimas e desvendar o que havia na caixa deixada ao final do quinto filme. O agente especial Strahm está morto, e o detetive Hoffman é o único a conhecer o verdadeiro legado de Jigsaw. Entretanto, quando o FBI se aproxima de Hoffman, ele é forçado a colocar um jogo em ação, e então o grande plano de Jigsaw finalmente será compreendido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-665745078629957265?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/665745078629957265/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/10/jogos-mortais-6.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/665745078629957265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/665745078629957265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/10/jogos-mortais-6.html' title='Jogos Mortais 6'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-1295925724469950361</id><published>2009-10-15T20:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:04:48.275-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases de Jogadores</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 16pt;font-size:130%;" &gt;'Chegarei de surpresa dia 15, às duas da tarde, vôo 619 da VARIG&lt;/span&gt;.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Mengálvio, ex-meia do Santos, em telegrama à família quando em excursão à Europa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'...tanto na minha vida futebolística quanto com a minha vida ser humana...'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Nunes, ex-atacante do Flamengo, em uma entrevista antes do jogo de despedida do Zico)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Que interessante, aqui no Japão só tem carro importado.'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Jardel, ex-atacante do Grêmio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'As pessoas querem que o Brasil vença e ganhe.'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Dunga, em entrevista ao programa Terceiro Tempo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eu, o Paulo Nunes e o Dinho vamos fazer uma dupla sertaneja.'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Jardel, ex-atacante do Grêmio) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O novo apelido do Aloísio é CB, Sangue Bom.'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Souza, meio-campo do São Paulo, em uma entrevista ao Jogo Duro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A partir de agora o meu coração só tem uma cor: vermelho e preto.'&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Jogador Fabão, assim que chegou no Flamengo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Eu peguei a bola no meio de campo e fui fondo, fui fondo, fui fondo e chutei pro gol.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Jardel, ex- jogador do Vasco e Grêmio, ao relatar ao repórter o gol que tinha feito)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'A bola ia indo, indo, indo... e iu!' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Nunes, jogador do Flamengo da década de 80)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Tenho o maior orgulho de jogar na terra onde Cristo nasceu.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Claudiomiro, ex-meia do Inter de Porto Alegre, ao chegar em Belém do Pará para disputar uma partida contra o Paysandu, pelo Brasileirão de 72) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Nem que eu tivesse dois pulmões eu alcançava essa bola.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Bradock, amigo de Romário, reclamando de um passe longo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'No México que é bom. Lá a gente recebe semanalmente de 15 em 15 dias.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Ferreira, ex-ponta esquerda do Santos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Quando o jogo está a mil, minha naftalina sobe.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Jardel, ex-atacante do Vasco, Grêmio e da Seleção)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O meu clube estava a beira do precipício, mas tomou a decisão correta, deu um passo a frente.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(João Pinto, jogador do Benfica de Portugal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Na Bahia é todo mundo muito simpático. É um povo muito hospitalar.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Zanata, baiano, ex-lateral do Fluminense, ao comentar sobre a hospitalidade do povo baiano)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Jogador tem que ser completo como o pato, que é um bicho aquático e gramático.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Vicente Matheus, eterno presidente do Corinthians)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O difícil, como vocês sabem, não é fácil.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Vicente Matheus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Haja o que hajar, o Corinthians vai ser campeão.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Vicente Matheus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'O Sócrates é invendável, inegociável e imprestável.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times New Roman;"&gt;(Vicente Matheus, ao recusar a oferta dos franceses)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt; &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p style="margin-bottom: 12pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 24pt; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: Verdana;"&gt;AGORA SENTA E CHORA.....COMPARE O SALÁRIO DELES COM O SEU.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-1295925724469950361?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1295925724469950361/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/10/frases-de-jogadores.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/1295925724469950361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'>Trio Amadeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;object classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,29,0" width="125" height="107"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;param name="movie" value="/publi-flash/trio-amadeus-125x107.swf"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        &lt;embed src="http://www.rdinfo2000.gratix.com.br/publi-flash/trio-amadeus-125x107.swf" quality="high" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="125" height="107"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8358197666125814674?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-6556862053005284187</id><published>2009-09-15T17:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T17:39:31.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus Negro</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu, cheio de preconceitos, racista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, com falsos conceitos, neo-nazista!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, detestando pretos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, sem coração...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, perdido num coreto, gritando: "-Separação!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu, você, nós...nós todos, cheios de preconceitos. Fugindo como se eles carregassem lodo, lodo na cor ...e com petulância, arrogância, afastando a pele irmã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Mas, estou pensando agora: E quando chegar a minha hora??? Meu Deus, se eu morresse amanhã, de manhã??? Numa viagem esquisita, entre nuvens feias e bonitas, se eu chegasse lá? E um porteiro manco, como os aleijados que eu gozei viesse abrir a porta, e eu reparasse sua vista torta, igual aquela que eu critiquei? Se sua mão tateasse pelo trinco, como as mãos do cego que não ajudei? Se a porta rangesse, chorando os choros que provoquei? Se uma criança me tomasse pela mão, criança como aquela que não embalei...? E me levasse por um corredor florido, colorido, como as flores que eu jamais dei? Se eu sentisse o chão frio, como dos presídios que não visitei? Se eu visse as paredes caindo, como das creches e asilos que não ajudei?...e se a criança tirasse corpos do caminho, corpos que eu não levantei dando desculpas que eram bêbedos, mas era epiléticos, que era vagabundagem, mas era fome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus! Agora me assusta pronunciar seu nome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se mais prá frente a criança cobrisse um corpo nu, da prostituta que eu usei, ou do moribundo que não olhei, ou da velha que não respeitei, ou da mãe que não amei...? Corpo de alguém exposto, jogado por minha causa, porque não estendi a mão, porque no amor fiz pausa e dei, sei lá, dei só desgosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, no fim do corredor, o início da decepção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que raiva, que desespero se visse o mecânico, o operário, aquele vizinho, o maldito funcionário e até, até o padeiro, todos sorrindo não sei de quê...Ah! sei sim, rirem da minha decepção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus não está vestido de ouro, mas como???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está num simples trono.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simples como não fui, humilde como não sou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus decepção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus na cor que eu não queria, Deus cara-a-cara, face-a-face sem aquela imponente classe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus simples! Deus negro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus negro e eu...racista, egoísta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na terra só persegui os pretos. Não aluguei casa, não apertei a mão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu Deus você é negro, que desilusão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai me dar uma morada? Será que vai apertar minha mão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que nada! Meu Deus, você é negro, que decepção!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não dei emprego, virei o rosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que vai me dar um canto, vai me cobrir com seu manto? Ou vai virar o rosto no embalo da bofetada que dei???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, eu não podia adivinhar porque você se fez assim?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por que se fez preto, preto como o engraxate, -aquele que expulsei da frente de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus, pregaram você na cruz e você me pregou uma peça, eu me esforcei a bessa em tantas coisas, e cheguei até a pensar em amor, mas nunca, nunca pensei em adivinhar sua cor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poema extraído do livro "DEUS NEGRO", de Neimar de Barros)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-6556862053005284187?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/6556862053005284187/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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risco do virus da gripe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ingerindo bebida alcoolica então,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ele nem chega perto.!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7559382344163231520?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7559382344163231520/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/elimine-o-virus-da-gripe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7559382344163231520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Como muitos turistas de todo mundo estarão por&lt;br /&gt;aqui, é imprescindível o aprendizado de outros idiomas (em particular o inglês)&lt;br /&gt;para a melhor comunicação com eles.&lt;br /&gt;Pensando em auxiliar no aprendizado, foi formulada uma solução prática e rápida!!&lt;br /&gt;Chegou o sensacional e insuperável curso 'The Book is on the Table', com muitas&lt;br /&gt;palavras que você usará durante a Copa do Mundo de 2014.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veja como é fácil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) Is we in the tape!= É nóis na fita.&lt;br /&gt;b.)Tea with me that I book your face = Chá comigo que eu livro sua cara..(essa é&lt;br /&gt;SEN-SA-CI-O-NAL !!!!! )&lt;br /&gt;c.) I am more I= Eu sou mais eu.&lt;br /&gt;d.) Do you want a good-good?= Você quer um bom-bom?&lt;br /&gt;e.) Not even come that it doesn't have! = Nem vem que não tem!&lt;br /&gt;f.) She is full of nine o'clock = Ela é cheia de nove horas.&lt;br /&gt;g.) I am completely bald of knowing it. = To careca de saber.&lt;br /&gt;h.) Ooh! I burned my movie!= Oh! Queimei meu filme!&lt;br /&gt;i.) I will wash the mare.= Vou lavar a égua.&lt;br /&gt;j.) Go catch little coconuts! = Vai catar coquinho!&lt;br /&gt;k..) If you run, the beast catches, if you stay the beast eats! = Se correr, o&lt;br /&gt;bicho pega, se ficar o bicho come!&lt;br /&gt;l.) Before afternoon than never.= Antes tarde do que nunca.&lt;br /&gt;m.) Take out the little horse from the rain= Tire o cavalinho da chuva.&lt;br /&gt;n.) The cow went to the swamp. = A vaca foi pro brejo!&lt;br /&gt;o.) To give one of John the Armless = Dar uma de João-sem-Braço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer ser poliglota?&lt;br /&gt;Na compra do 'The Book is on the table' você ganha inteiramente grátis o incrível&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'The Book is on the table - World version'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outras línguas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINÊS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) Cabelo sujo: chin-champu&lt;br /&gt;b.)Descalço:chin chinela&lt;br /&gt;c.) Top less:chin-chu-tian&lt;br /&gt;d.) Náufrago:chin-chu-lancha&lt;br /&gt;f.)Pobre: chen luz, chen agua e chen gaz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JAPONÊS &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) Adivinhador:komosabe&lt;br /&gt;b.) Bicicleta:kasimoto&lt;br /&gt;c.) Fim: saka-bo&lt;br /&gt;d.) Fraco:yono komo&lt;br /&gt;e.) Me roubaram a moto:yonovejo m'yamaha&lt;br /&gt;f.) Meia volta:kasigiro&lt;br /&gt;g.) Se foi:non-ta&lt;br /&gt;h.) Ainda tenho sede:kiro maisagwa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUTRAS EM INGLÊS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a..) Banheira giratória: Tina Turner&lt;br /&gt;b.) Indivíduo de bom autocontrole:Auto stop&lt;br /&gt;c.) Copie bem:copyright&lt;br /&gt;d.) Talco para caminhar:walkie talkie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RUSSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.)Conjunto de árvores: boshke&lt;br /&gt;b)Inseto: moshka&lt;br /&gt;c.) Cão comendo donut's: Troski maska roska&lt;br /&gt;d.) Piloto: simecaio patatof&lt;br /&gt;e.)Prostituta: Lewinsky&lt;br /&gt;f.) Sogra: storvo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALEMÃO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.) Abrir a porta: destranken&lt;br /&gt;b.) Bombardeio: bombascaen&lt;br /&gt;c.) 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    ATACANTES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robinho (Manchester City-ING)&lt;br /&gt;Luís Fabiano (Sevilla-ESP)&lt;br /&gt;Nilmar (Villarreal-ESP)&lt;br /&gt;Adriano (Flamengo)&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2564331251517057915?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2564331251517057915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/lista-dos-convocados-da-selecao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2564331251517057915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2564331251517057915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/lista-dos-convocados-da-selecao.html' title='Lista dos Convocados da Seleção Brasileira'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5383825993243935057</id><published>2009-08-17T21:18:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-17T21:20:21.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Gospel - Música inédita de Raul Seixas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJYOPAnBTko&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UJYOPAnBTko&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5383825993243935057?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5383825993243935057/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_17.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5383825993243935057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5383825993243935057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post_17.html' title='Gospel - Música inédita de Raul Seixas'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5046883385068781631</id><published>2009-08-16T18:00:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T18:04:49.619-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Corinthians X Galo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para o Galo que jogou desfalcado de 6 titulares, perdeu o goleiro ainda no 1º tempo, e o Juiz e o Bandeirinha ainda não ajudaram com suas marcações inconsequentes, até que saiu com um resultado positivo fora de casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Como sempre o Galo mostrou muita raça apesar das adversidades. Parabéns Galo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5046883385068781631?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5046883385068781631/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/corinthian-x-galo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5046883385068781631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5046883385068781631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/corinthian-x-galo.html' title='Corinthians X Galo'/><author><name>Fabiano 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src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-1130932531269368072</id><published>2009-08-15T14:10:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T14:10:58.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Homenagem 40 anos de Woodstock</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FMhnl0__Vo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5FMhnl0__Vo&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;mas o Junior Baiano novamente decepcionou perdendo muitos gols feitos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;se eu fosse o Dunga já aposentaria ele, e no próximo jogo colocaria logo no início o Tardeli e o Nilmar, que mostraram mais entrosamento que Robinho e Luiz Fabiano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-9015213362528016256?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/9015213362528016256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/selecao-brasileira-o-diego-tardeli.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-1457784823533037777</id><published>2009-08-11T20:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T13:50:54.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[MAIOR TORCIDA DE MG] Números Reais!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Médias de Público Pagante do Mineirão;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Números oficiais da ADEMG, incluindo todos jogos oficias e amistosos&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1965: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(9.332) - Cruzeiro (5.494)&lt;br /&gt;1966: Cruzeiro (16.907) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(12.958)&lt;br /&gt;1967: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(21.746) - Cruzeiro (19.480)&lt;br /&gt;1968: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(21.783) - Cruzeiro (19.385)&lt;br /&gt;1969: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(23.684) - Cruzeiro (20.450)&lt;br /&gt;1970: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(18.153) - Cruzeiro (14.239)&lt;br /&gt;1971: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(20.304) - Cruzeiro (13.309)&lt;br /&gt;1972: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(15.440) - Cruzeiro (13.687)&lt;br /&gt;1973: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(14.496) - Cruzeiro (11.672)&lt;br /&gt;1974: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(14.285) - Cruzeiro (13.430)&lt;br /&gt;1975: Cruzeiro (18.334) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(13.444)&lt;br /&gt;1976: Cruzeiro (26.996) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(23.759)&lt;br /&gt;1977: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(14.955) - Cruzeiro (13.024)&lt;br /&gt;1978: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(21.483) - Cruzeiro (17.742)&lt;br /&gt;1979: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(18.541) - Cruzeiro (17.681)&lt;br /&gt;1980: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(35.553) - Cruzeiro (18.817)&lt;br /&gt;1981: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(22.800) - Cruzeiro (16.852)&lt;br /&gt;1982: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(16.862) - Cruzeiro (13.073)&lt;br /&gt;1983: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(21.207) - Cruzeiro (16.379)&lt;br /&gt;1984: Cruzeiro (11.925) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(11.639)&lt;br /&gt;1985: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(13.957) - Cruzeiro (10.245)&lt;br /&gt;1986: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(16.519) - Cruzeiro (12.781)&lt;br /&gt;1987: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(21.134) - Cruzeiro (16.996)&lt;br /&gt;1988: Cruzeiro (15.019) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(5.102)&lt;br /&gt;1989: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(14.044) - Cruzeiro (13.513)&lt;br /&gt;1990: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(16.584) - Cruzeiro (9.631)&lt;br /&gt;1991: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(19.610) - Cruzeiro (19.253)&lt;br /&gt;1992: Cruzeiro (28.111) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(11.138)&lt;br /&gt;1993: Cruzeiro (17.309) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(8.078)&lt;br /&gt;1994: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(16.007) - Cruzeiro (10.349)&lt;br /&gt;1995: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(17.581) - Cruzeiro (13.828)&lt;br /&gt;1996: Cruzeiro (26.017) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(22.625)&lt;br /&gt;1997: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(17.101) - Cruzeiro (15.277)&lt;br /&gt;1998: Cruzeiro (21.787) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(11.460)&lt;br /&gt;1999: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(31.675) - Cruzeiro (15.414)&lt;br /&gt;2000: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(15.332) - Cruzeiro (14.381)&lt;br /&gt;2001: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(32.976) - Cruzeiro (12.210)&lt;br /&gt;2002: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(23.200) - Cruzeiro (18.280)&lt;br /&gt;2003: Cruzeiro (23.738) - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(13.872)&lt;br /&gt;2004: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(13.617) - Cruzeiro (8.567)&lt;br /&gt;2005: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(18.431) - Cruzeiro (12.677)&lt;br /&gt;2006: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(25.832) - Cruzeiro (14.629)&lt;br /&gt;2007*: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;(17.943) - Cruzeiro (12.942)&lt;br /&gt;*até 10 de Julho de 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Público total:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ATLÉTICO&lt;/span&gt;: 21 milhões, 66 mil e 155 pagantes&lt;br /&gt;cruzeiro: 19 milhões, 431 mil e 553 pagantes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade não se apaga! O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;GALO &lt;/span&gt;tem a maior torcida de Minas Gerais e&lt;br /&gt;disparado!!! + 1 milhão e 600 mil de vantagem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACIMA de 100 MIL PAGANTES no Mineirão (não contando clássicos):&lt;br /&gt;13/02/1980 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;2 x 1 Flamengo - Amistoso - 115.142&lt;br /&gt;15/05/1983 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;0 x 0 Santos - Brasileirão - 113.749&lt;br /&gt;21/12/1976 - Cruzeiro 0 x 0 Bayern Munique - Toyota Cup - 113.715&lt;br /&gt;04/02/1987 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;1 x 0 Flamengo - Brasileirão - 107.497&lt;br /&gt;05/03/1977 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;0 x 0 São Paulo - Brasileirão - 102.974&lt;br /&gt;21/11/1976 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;0 x 0 Fluminense - Brasileirão - 102.531&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melhores médias:&lt;br /&gt;1980: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;35.553 por jogo (29 jogos)&lt;br /&gt;2001: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;32.976 por jogo (14 jogos)&lt;br /&gt;1999: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;31.675 por jogo (21 jogos)&lt;br /&gt;1992: Cruzeiro 28.111 por jogo (26 jogos)&lt;br /&gt;1976: Cruzeiro 26.996 por jogo (29 jogos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recorde em pagantes:&lt;br /&gt;1967 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético&lt;/span&gt;: 1 milhão, 44 mil e 707 pagantes em 48 jogos&lt;br /&gt;1980 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético&lt;/span&gt;: 1 milhão, 31 mil e 59 pagantes em 29 jogos&lt;br /&gt;1976 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético&lt;/span&gt;: 855 mil, 347 pagantes em 36 jogos&lt;br /&gt;1968 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético&lt;/span&gt;: 849 mil, 553 pagantes em 39 jogos&lt;br /&gt;2003 - Cruzeiro 783 mil, 369 pagantes em 33 jogos&lt;br /&gt;1976 - Cruzeiro 782 mil, 890 pagantes em 29 jogos&lt;br /&gt;1992 - Cruzeiro 730 mil, 907 pagantes em 26 jogos&lt;br /&gt;2006 - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético &lt;/span&gt;723 mil, 315 pagantes em 28 jogos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Números oficiais da ADEMG (entidade que administra o Mineirão),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Atlético Mineiro&lt;/span&gt; e Cruzeiro E.C.&lt;br /&gt;Até Agosto de 2005, podem ser encontrados nos&lt;br /&gt;arquivos do jornal Hoje em Dia&lt;br /&gt;Pesquisa por Alexandre Simões (jornalista e cruzeirense)&lt;br /&gt;e Frederico Jota (jornalista) .&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-1457784823533037777?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/1457784823533037777/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/maior-torcida-de-mg-numeros-reais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/1457784823533037777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/1457784823533037777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2009/08/maior-torcida-de-mg-numeros-reais.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-2845372824828590426</id><published>2009-07-30T13:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.800-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Paciente curado da gripe suína</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ksUjxAcZpS0/SnHKchiUY5I/AAAAAAAAADo/ffjd6ex8dzQ/s1600-h/paciente_curado.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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Seis anos ... e a pequenina não tinha retornado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao sétimo ano de sua ausência, a tartaruga mais velha já não suportando mais a fome, decidiu desembalar um sanduíche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta hora, a pequena tartaruga saiu de trás de uma árvore e gritou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Viu! Eu sabia que vocês não iam me esperar.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que eu não vou mesmo buscar o sal.'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;REFLITA:&lt;br /&gt;Algumas vezes em nossa vida as coisas acontecem da mesma forma.Desperdiçamos nosso tempo esperando que as pessoas vivam à altura de nossas expectativas.&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos tão preocupados com o que os outros estão fazendo que deixamos de fazer o que nos compete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Não venci todas as vezes que lutei, mas perdi todas as vezes que deixei de lutar'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5617808102165972700?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5617808102165972700/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/11/picnic-das-tartarugas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5617808102165972700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5617808102165972700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/11/picnic-das-tartarugas.html' title='PICNIC DAS TARTARUGAS'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-2959234861683227268</id><published>2008-10-16T12:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.877-03:00</updated><title type='text'>CURSO PARA CHEFE</title><content type='html'>Um Í&amp;shy;ndio entra com toda calma no saloon, com umaescopeta numa mão e um balde cheio de merda na outra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cavalo Galopante querer café!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O garçom lhe serve uma xicara de café, que ele esvazia num gole só.&lt;br /&gt;A seguir o Índio joga o balde de merda para cima,dá-lhe um tiro certeiro, espalhando merda pra todo lado, e vai embora.&lt;br /&gt;Na manhã seguinte ele retorna ao saloon, pede outro café e pergunta porque ainda não limparam tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dono do bar corre imediatamente para o balcão e diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Como é que é??? De jeito nenhum!!! A gente ainda nem conseguiu terminar de limpar a sua estripulia de ontem e você ainda tem a audácia de voltar aqui, sem nem ao menos dar uma explicação?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o Í&amp;shy;ndio explica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mim fazer curso para chefe...&lt;br /&gt;Querer virar xecutivo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ontem fiz trabalho prático:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 - mim chegar de manhã,&lt;br /&gt;2 - tomar café,&lt;br /&gt;3 - espalhar merda,&lt;br /&gt;4 - desaparecer resto do dia,&lt;br /&gt;5 - hoje cobrar resultado....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2959234861683227268?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2959234861683227268/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/10/curso-para-chefe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2959234861683227268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2959234861683227268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/10/curso-para-chefe.html' title='CURSO PARA CHEFE'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5157238007263640929</id><published>2008-10-04T06:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.902-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Esclarecimentos sobre a diferença entre: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; , &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RUIM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Sua esposa está grávida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : São trigêmeos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Você fez vasectomia ano passado e não contou prá ninguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Sua esposa não fala mais com você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Ela quer o divórcio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Ela é advogada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Seu filho passou da puberdade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Ele está envolvido com a vizinha da frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Você também está.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Seu marido entende de moda feminina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Usa a sua roupa..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Fica melhor nele que em você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Você decide dar aula de educação sexual para a sua filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Ela te interrompe várias vezes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Corrigindo você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Sua filha arranjou seu primeiro emprego.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: De prostituta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TERRÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Seus colegas do futebol e do trabalho estão todos ficando clientes dela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;MAIS TERRÍVEL AINDA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; : Ela está ganhando 10 vezes mais que você e disse que vai reformar a casa e te dar um carro novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Você arranjou uma gata quente para bater papo via CHAT... Começou no erótico, partiu pra sacanagem e descambou para a ########### pura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;RUIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: não agüentando de tesão você resolve se revelar. Ela responde que conhece você muito bem e que não vai dar para continuar porque você não passa de um grande canalha e, ainda por cima, vai contar para a sua mulher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TERRÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍVEL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: Era sua sogra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORAL DA HISTÓRIA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:Tá ruim? Não reclama... Aprenda a sorrir de seus problemas e não terá razões para deixar de sorrir! Loucura é fazermos sempre as mesmas coisas e esperarmos por resultados diferentes! Lembre-se que um dia você já foi o espermatozóide mais esperto da turma!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5157238007263640929?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5157238007263640929/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/10/esclarecimentos-sobre-diferenca-entre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5157238007263640929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5157238007263640929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/10/esclarecimentos-sobre-diferenca-entre.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-7539264033167317255</id><published>2008-09-29T20:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.916-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Piada....</title><content type='html'>Estavam na China um brasileiro, um americano e um argentino.&lt;br /&gt;Estavam bebendo na praça.&lt;br /&gt;Só que na China isso é proibido e eles foram pegos em flagrante.&lt;br /&gt;Presos, foram mandados ao Juiz pra receberem sua sentença.&lt;br /&gt;O Juiz deu uma bronca enorme e disse que cada um ia receber 20 chicotadas como punição.&lt;br /&gt;Só que estavam em transição entre o ano do cão e o do rato, então cada prisioneiro tinha direito à um pedido:&lt;br /&gt;- Você americano! Seu país é racista, capitalista e eu odeio vocês, mas promessa é promessa!&lt;br /&gt;Qual o seu desejo, desde que seja não escapar da punição?&lt;br /&gt;- Quero que amarrem 1 travesseiro nas minhas costas!&lt;br /&gt;- Que assim seja! E tome as chicotadas com o travesseiro nas costas.&lt;br /&gt;Lá pela décima chicotada o travesseiro cedeu e o americano levou 10 chicotadas.&lt;br /&gt;- Sua vez argentino!&lt;br /&gt;Seu povo é muito arrogante e trapaceiro.&lt;br /&gt;Odeio vocês, mas promessa é promessa!! Qual o seu desejo?&lt;br /&gt;- Que amarrem 2 travesseiros nas minhas costas!&lt;br /&gt;E assim foi.&lt;br /&gt;Lá pela décima quinta chicotada os travesseiros cederam e o argentino tomou 5 das 20 chicotadas.&lt;br /&gt;Mas ficou feliz pq passou a perna no americano!&lt;br /&gt;Foi a vez do brasileiro.&lt;br /&gt;- Ora, ora, você é brasileiro... povo simpático, bom de futebol, humilde... como eu gosto do seu povo vc terá 2 pedidos!!&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, eu queria levar 100 chicotadas...&lt;br /&gt;- Espantoso!! Ainda por cima é corajoso!! Seu pedido será realizado!!&lt;br /&gt;Qual é o próximo?&lt;br /&gt;- Amarra o argentino nas minhas costas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7539264033167317255?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7539264033167317255/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/piada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7539264033167317255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7539264033167317255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/piada.html' title='Piada....'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-7138643744065731035</id><published>2008-09-21T08:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.928-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É Complicado</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Deveríamos prestar mais atenção nas pessoas....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cada uma delas tem um jeito diferente de ver a vida...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ninguém é igual á ninguém...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que julgar alguém se deveríamos nos julgar primeiro?..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Por que só a gente é que está certo, se todos são diferentes?...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então ninguém estaria certo e ao mesmo tempo ninguém estaria errado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;É complicado....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;By Bi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-7138643744065731035?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/7138643744065731035/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/e-complicado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7138643744065731035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/7138643744065731035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/e-complicado.html' title='É Complicado'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-141814562256302535</id><published>2008-09-19T13:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.939-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Só eu sei.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tristeza.... um sentimento chato mas que está sempre perto de nós....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tristeza.... talvez até pior que solidão....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tristeza.... é difícil contornar....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem sabe um dia ela não acabe....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;só nos resta esperar....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;by Bi&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-141814562256302535?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/141814562256302535/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-eu-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/141814562256302535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/141814562256302535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/09/so-eu-sei.html' title='Só eu sei.......'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5074830863921787439</id><published>2008-07-07T18:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O BARULHO DA CARROÇA</title><content type='html'>Certa manhã, meu pai, muito sábio, convidou-me a dar um passeio no bosque.&lt;br /&gt;Ele se deteve numa clareira e depois de um pequeno silêncio me perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Além do cantar dos pássaros, você está ouvindo mais alguma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;Apurei os ouvidos alguns segundos e respondi:&lt;br /&gt;- Estou ouvindo um barulho de carroça.&lt;br /&gt;- Isso mesmo, disse meu pai, é uma carroça vazia...&lt;br /&gt;Perguntei ao meu pai:&lt;br /&gt;- Como pode saber que a carroça está vazia, se ainda não a vimos?&lt;br /&gt;- Ora, respondeu meu pai, é muito fácil saber que uma carroça está vazia por causa do barulho. Quanto mais vazia a carroça maior é o barulho que faz!&lt;br /&gt;Tornei-me adulto, e até hoje, quando vejo uma pessoa falando demais, gritando (no sentido de intimidar), tratando o próximo com grossurainoportuna, prepotência, interrompendo a conversa de todo mundo equerendo demonstrar que é a dona da razão e da verdade absoluta,tenho a impressão de ouvir o meu pai dizendo:&lt;br /&gt;... Quanto mais vazia a carroça, mais barulho ela faz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5074830863921787439?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5074830863921787439/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-barulho-da-carroca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5074830863921787439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5074830863921787439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-barulho-da-carroca.html' title='O BARULHO DA CARROÇA'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8170578698672967655</id><published>2008-06-25T10:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.966-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O ATLÉTICO ESTÁ NESTA SITUAÇÃO POR CAUSA DO PATROCÍNIO DA FIAT</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Os jogadores do Atlético &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OGGI&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; nem entram em &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SIENA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ficam &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PALIOS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; o jogo todo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O time não tem nenhum &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PANORAMA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de jogo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Na &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAREA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; em que anda, os jogadores não tem &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IDEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; como a torcida fica &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BRAVA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Chutam &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;147&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; bolas para o gol e não conseguem marcar nenhum com &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STILO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A continuar nessa situação não fará nenhum &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PUNTO &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;no campeonato brasileiro e chegarão a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LINEA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; de rebaixamento.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Desse jeito os jogadores e diretoria não merecem receber nenhum &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRÊMIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Esse &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TIPO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; de atitude deixa a torcida em uma &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TEMPRA&lt;/strong&gt;estade&lt;/span&gt; sem fim, indo de encontro a uma &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;STRADA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; para segunda divisão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;E no fim do ano não teremos mais show com a Beth Carvalho e sim com a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ELBA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Ramalho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MAREA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; tá &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BRAVA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;O jeito vai ser mudar o patrocinador para a Volkswagen.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Só assim o Atlético vai aprender a fazer &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8170578698672967655?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8170578698672967655/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-atletico-esta-nesta-situacao-por.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8170578698672967655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8170578698672967655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-atletico-esta-nesta-situacao-por.html' title='O ATLÉTICO ESTÁ NESTA SITUAÇÃO POR CAUSA DO PATROCÍNIO DA FIAT'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-3625077841840837946</id><published>2008-06-05T13:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.979-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Óbvio</title><content type='html'>Durante uma aula de português, a professora pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Qual é o significado da palavra 'óbvio'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rapidamente, Carine, rica, uma das mais aplicadas alunas da classe, que estava sempre muito bem vestida, perfumada e bonita, respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Prezada professora, hoje acordei bem cedo, ao raiar do dia, depois de uma ótima noite de sono no conforto de meu quarto. Desci a escadaria de nossa residência e me dirigi para a copa onde era servido o café. Depois de deliciar-me com as mais apetitosas iguarias, fui até a janela que dá para o jardim de entrada e admirei aquela bela paisagem por alguns minutos, enquanto pensava como é agradável e belo o viver. Virando-me um pouco, percebi que se encontrava guardado na garagem o BMW pertencente a meu pai. Pensei com meus botões:&lt;br /&gt;'É ÓBVIO que meu pai foi ao trabalho de Mercedes'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem querer ficar para trás, Luiz Cláudio, de uma família de classe média, acrescentou:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Professora, hoje eu não dormi muito bem, porque meu colchão é meio duro. Mas eu consegui acordar assim mesmo, porque pus o despertador do lado da cama para tocar cedo. Levantei meio zonzo, comi um pão meio muxibento e tomei café. Quando saí para a escola, vi que o fusca do papai estava na garagem. Imaginei:&lt;br /&gt;'É ÓBVIO que o papai foi trabalhar de busão'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embalado na conversa, Joãozinho, de classe baixa, também quis responder:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Fessora, hoje eu quase num durmí, purquê teve tiroteio até tarde na favela. Só acordei di manhã purquê tava morreno di fome, mas num tinha nada pra cumê mesmo... quando oiei pela janela du barracão, vi a minha vó cum jornal dibaxo du braço e pensei:&lt;br /&gt;'É ÓBVIO qui ela vai cagá. Num sabe lê!'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-3625077841840837946?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/3625077841840837946/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/06/obvio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3625077841840837946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/3625077841840837946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/06/obvio.html' title='Óbvio'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8437131653102721348</id><published>2008-05-30T23:53:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:16.989-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quem Sabe?</title><content type='html'>Quem sabe, ao invés de Prisão, construíssem Centro de Reabilitação?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8437131653102721348?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8437131653102721348/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/quem-sabe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8437131653102721348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8437131653102721348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/quem-sabe.html' title='Quem Sabe?'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-2752848278931970345</id><published>2008-05-29T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se um dia eu estiver “cheio da vida”, com vontade de sumir, de morrer,insatisfeito comigo em com o mundo em torno de mim…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, apenas, se quero trocar a luz pelas trevas…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, se quero trocar a fartura da mesa posta, pelos restos que tantos vem buscar no lixo…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, se eu quero trocar meus pés por uma cadeira de rodas.&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me se quero trocar o mundo maravilhoso dos sons, pelo silêncio dos que nada ouvem…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, se quero trocar o jornal que leio e depois jogo no lixo, pela miséria dos que vão buscá-lo para fazer dele seu cobertor…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, se quero trocar minha saúde, pelas doenças incuráveis de tanta gente…&lt;br /&gt;— Pergunta-me, também, até quando não reconhecerei as Tuas bênçãos, a fim de fazer minha vida um hino de louvor e gratidão e dizer, todos os dias, do fundo de mim:&lt;br /&gt; — Obrigado, Senhor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-2752848278931970345?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/2752848278931970345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/se-um-dia-eu-estiver-cheio-da-vida-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2752848278931970345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/2752848278931970345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/se-um-dia-eu-estiver-cheio-da-vida-com.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5667840625118836462</id><published>2008-05-27T20:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.055-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Querem saber... f.... tentei debater, por causa da proibição do cigarro em locais públicos.... o governo da tanto valor a isso e não se preocupa com a bebida alcoolica e direção perigosa, sou fumante e gosto de beber, mas não dirijo, acho que SE o cigarro deve ser proibido, por que a bebida não?? se é a maior causadora de acidentes?? cansei de falar... agora f..... HIPOCRISIA.&lt;br /&gt;como diz o velho deitato.. fodas o mundo... não me chamo raimundo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;paciência.... é só o que devemos ter.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5667840625118836462?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5667840625118836462/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/querem-saber.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5667840625118836462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5667840625118836462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/querem-saber.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-4421923761801026311</id><published>2008-05-26T09:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.066-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Julgue</title><content type='html'>Sujeito estava colocando flores no túmulo de um parente, quando vê um chinês colocando um prato de arroz na lápide ao lado.&lt;br /&gt;Ele se vira parao chinês e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Desculpe, mas o senhor acha mesmo que o seu defunto virá comer o arroz?&lt;br /&gt;E o chinês responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, e geralmente na mesma hora que o seu vem cheirar as flores!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESPEITAR AS OPÇÕES DO OUTRO, EM QUALQUER ASPECTO, É UMA DAS MAIORES VIRTUDES QUE UM SER HUMANO PODE TER. AS PESSOAS SÃO DIFERENTES, AGEM DIFERENTE, E PENSAM DIFERENTE.&lt;br /&gt;NUNCA JULGUE.&lt;br /&gt;APENAS COMPREENDA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-4421923761801026311?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/4421923761801026311/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/nao-julgue.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4421923761801026311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/4421923761801026311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/nao-julgue.html' title='Não Julgue'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8963947549440135379</id><published>2008-05-19T20:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'>FILOSOFIA DE VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um professor de filosofia parou na frente da classe e sem dizer uma palavra, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pegou um vidro de maionese vazio e encheu-o com pedras de uns 2 cm de diâmetro.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então perguntou aos alunos se o vidro estava cheio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eles concordaram que estava.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então o professor pegou uma caixa com pedregulhos bem pequenos jogou-os dentro do vidro agitando-o levemente.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os pedregulhos rolaram para os espaços entre as pedras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ele então perguntou novamente se o vidro estava cheio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os alunos concordaram: agora sim, estava cheio!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então professor pegou uma caixa com areia e despejou dentro do vidro preenchendo o restante.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Agora, - disse o Professor - eu quero que vocês entendam que isto simboliza a sua vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;As pedras são as coisas importantes: sua família, seus amigos, sua saúde, seus filhos, coisas que preenchem a sua vida.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os pedregulhos são as outras coisas que importam: o seu emprego, sua casa, seu carro...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A areia representa o resto. As coisas pequenas.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se vocês colocarem a areia primeiro no vidro, não haverá maisespaço para os pedregulhos e as pedras.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O mesmo vale para a sua vida. Cuidem das pedras primeiro. Das coisas que realmente importam.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Estabeleçam suas prioridades. O resto é só areia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então um aluno pegou o vidro que todos concordaram que estava cheio e perguntou novamente se o vidro estava cheio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os alunos concordaram: sim, estava cheio!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então ele derramou uma lata de CERVEJA dentro do vidro.&lt;br /&gt;A areia ficou ensopada com a cerveja preenchendo todos os espaços restantes dentro do vidro e fazendo com que ele desta vez ficasse realmente cheio.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MORAL DA HISTÓRIA:NÃO IMPORTA O QUANTO SUA VIDA ESTEJA CHEIA DE COISAS E PROBLEMAS, SEMPRE SOBRA ESPAÇO PARA UMA CERVEJINHA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8963947549440135379?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8963947549440135379/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/filosofia-de-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8963947549440135379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8963947549440135379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/filosofia-de-vida.html' title='FILOSOFIA DE VIDA'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-8131264763021943703</id><published>2008-05-19T20:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.097-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Indignação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Já tive outros blogs, mas sempre esqueço de postar, mas quem sabe agora com link direto do meu orkut eu lembro....&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou aproveitar e copiar as mensagens dos outros blogs e postar neste...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-8131264763021943703?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/8131264763021943703/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/indignacao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8131264763021943703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/8131264763021943703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2008/05/indignacao.html' title='Indignação'/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-364338768751335756.post-5964284216581492925</id><published>2007-10-25T16:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T10:46:17.126-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Olá... boa tarde a todos.... estreiando...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pelo visto aki é bem bakana....&lt;br /&gt;Inté mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/364338768751335756-5964284216581492925?l=fclementoni.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/feeds/5964284216581492925/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2007/10/ola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5964284216581492925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/364338768751335756/posts/default/5964284216581492925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fclementoni.blogspot.com/2007/10/ola.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiano Clementoni</name><uri>https://profiles.google.com/115144750920400581101</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='//lh5.googleusercontent.com/-lmJf050S4Vw/AAAAAAAAAAI/AAAAAAAAAKY/ELEbF8Eb4j8/s512-c/photo.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
