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Subscreva a nossa newsletter e receba emails gratis todas as semanas.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>260</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-653474487665829297</id><published>2011-11-14T15:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T15:46:56.895-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A origem do Leite...</title><content type='html'>Alguém teve de descobrir de onde vem o leite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a questão é saber o que ela estava a fazer à vaca antes de descobrir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Partilha este site no facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-653474487665829297?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/653474487665829297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=653474487665829297' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/653474487665829297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/653474487665829297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/11/origem-do-leite.html' title='A origem do Leite...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4417858578509450170</id><published>2011-11-11T07:02:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T07:02:53.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ditado popular n1</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Deitar cedo&lt;br /&gt;E cedo erguer&lt;br /&gt;É fodido&lt;br /&gt;Mas tem de ser...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&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/8573128910973894317-4417858578509450170?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4417858578509450170/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4417858578509450170' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4417858578509450170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4417858578509450170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/11/ditado-popular-n1.html' title='Ditado popular n1'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5263193305616559146</id><published>2011-10-31T02:28:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:28:38.877-07:00</updated><title type='text'>À destas coisas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Uma mulher vai de ferias para o Brasil, conhece um negro baiano e tem sexo com ele todos os dias. No fim pergunta-lhe o nome mas ele não dizia porque achava que ela iria rir dele. No dia de partida, ela insiste e ele responde:&lt;br /&gt;-Meu nome é Neve!&lt;br /&gt;Ela desata a rir. Ele diz:&lt;br /&gt;-Tá gozando com o meu nome? Ela:&lt;br /&gt;-Não é isso, estou a rir-me da cara do meu marido quando lhe disser que apanhei com 30cm de neve todos os dias no Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5263193305616559146?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5263193305616559146/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5263193305616559146' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5263193305616559146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5263193305616559146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/10/destas-coisas.html' title='À destas coisas...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3308114063571912902</id><published>2011-10-31T02:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-31T02:27:23.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Namorado inteligente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Um Homem estava a ver TV na sala, a beber cerveja e a comer amendoins como aperitivo;&lt;br /&gt;-discretamente 'vigiava' a sua filhota de 16 anos que namorava na varanda.&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de sono, a cerveja fazendo efeito, começa a coçar o ouvido com um amendoim;&lt;br /&gt;tanto coçou até que a casca se partiu ficando um miolo entalado dentro do ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem fica desesperado, começa a tentar tirar o amendoim com o dedo e&lt;span class="text_exposed_show" style="display: inline;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;empurra&lt;br /&gt;mais para dentro; pega uma tampinha de caneta Bic e... o amendoim entrou ainda mais .&lt;br /&gt;Nisto o Homem já louco, gritando, chama a mulher que veio correndo apavorada;&lt;br /&gt;ao aperceber-se da situação, já queria levar o marido bêbado para o hospital.&lt;br /&gt;-Eu não quero ir para o Hospital... que merda!!!&lt;br /&gt;- Sou um Homem de posição, não me posso expor ao ridículo...&lt;br /&gt;A filha e o namorado (de 17 anos...) entram na sala para ver o que estava acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;-Diz a filha : -pai... que é isso! Que vergonha!&lt;br /&gt;-O gaiato (namorado da filha) tenta controlar a situação:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Tenha calma que eu resolvo o problema'!&lt;br /&gt;Quando era escuteiro, socorria os meus amigos em casos de emergência!!!&lt;br /&gt;O Homem, em pânico, acabou por aceitar ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;Então passou à acção:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mete dois dos seus dedos no nariz do futuro sogro, e diz:&lt;br /&gt;-Fecha a boca e sopra pelo nariz com bastante força!!!&lt;br /&gt;E não é que o maldito amendoim saiu do ouvido?!?!&lt;br /&gt;Após o feito, o namoradinho sai todo convencido, a filha toda apaixonada&lt;br /&gt;e a mãe encantada com o eficientíssimo futuro Genro, diz para o marido:&lt;br /&gt;-'Viu que lindo!? Tão calmo e controlado nas emergências!? Vamos ter um&lt;br /&gt;Genro maravilhoso!! O que será que ele vai ser?!?!?! '&lt;br /&gt;E o marido, pensativo e com ar sisudo, responde:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Pelo cheiro dos dedos , vai ser ginecologista!!!!&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/8573128910973894317-3308114063571912902?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3308114063571912902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3308114063571912902' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3308114063571912902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3308114063571912902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/10/namorado-inteligente.html' title='Namorado inteligente...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-8235537035327456502</id><published>2011-10-21T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T10:41:26.752-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cartão Optimus 8 gratis</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pede já gratuitamente o teu cartão Optimus 8 com 2.5€ em chamadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Hoje é preciso terem mais trabalho para esta piada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Vão ao&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.translate.google.pt/" rel="nofollow nofollow" style="color: #3b5998; cursor: pointer; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"&gt;www.translate.google.pt&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;, depois escolham para traduzir de Portugues para Ingles.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; 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font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Alô, é da liga europa? - Sim. - O Sporting está? - Não, já saiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Alô, é da Liga dos campeões? - Sim. - O Sporting está? - Sinto muito, mas ele nunca apareceu por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Alô, é da liga Portuguesa? - Sim! - O Sporting está ? - Sim, tá lá em baixo, quer que eu chame? - Não precisa, falo com ele na segunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Alô, é da Segunda de honra? - Sim. - O Sporting está? - Nao, mas deves estar a chegar ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se gostaste desta piadinha reencaminha para os teus amigos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-8281410988853450171?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/8281410988853450171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=8281410988853450171' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8281410988853450171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8281410988853450171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/09/alguem-procura-do-sporting.html' title='Alguém à procura do Sporting...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7573516014871989814</id><published>2011-07-29T07:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T07:13:36.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Será amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;"O amor não é algo que o faz sair do chão e o transporta para lugares que você nunca viu. O nome disso é avião. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa que te faz perder a respiração e a fala. O nome disso é bronquite asmática. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa que chega de repente e o transforma em refém. Isso se chama seqüestrador. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa que voa alto no céu e deixa sua marca por onde passa. Isso se chama pombo com dor de barriga. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa que você pode prender ou botar pra fora de casa quando bem entender. Isso se chama cachorro. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa cinza que lançou uma luz sobre ti, o levou pra ver as estrelas e o trouxe de volta com algo dele dentro de você. Isso se chama alienígena. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #555555; font-size: 1em; line-height: 1.4em; margin-bottom: 0.7em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0.7em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;"O amor não é uma coisa que desapareceu e que, se encontrado, poderia mudar o que está diante de você. Isso se chama controle remoto da TV. O amor é outra coisa."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7573516014871989814?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7573516014871989814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7573516014871989814' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7573516014871989814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7573516014871989814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/sera-amor.html' title='Será amor...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2560861735914183809</id><published>2011-07-27T09:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:27:29.043-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Frases de desengate...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Frases para dizer quando não andas ao engate...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Quando vires três rapidas não muito bonitas na rua diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Olha as três graças a sem graça, a&amp;nbsp;desgraça e a nem de graça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;- Dá-me o teu telefone.&lt;br /&gt;– Pra que? Pergunta ela.&lt;br /&gt;– Para eu nunca ligar, nem por engano!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;O que é que te aconteceu? Meteram-te fogo e apagaram à paulada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Diz estas coisas, sobrevive e vem aqui comentar...&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/8573128910973894317-2560861735914183809?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2560861735914183809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2560861735914183809' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2560861735914183809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2560861735914183809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-tres-gracas.html' title='Frases de desengate...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7399190716781239661</id><published>2011-07-27T09:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T09:10:53.064-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Está é um bocado má...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Mal por mal, é melhor ter o de Alzheimer que o de Parkinson, pois é melhor esquecer de pagar a cerveja do que derramar tudo no chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7399190716781239661?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7399190716781239661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7399190716781239661' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7399190716781239661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7399190716781239661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/esta-e-um-bocado-ma.html' title='Está é um bocado má...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3846574652547791940</id><published>2011-07-27T05:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:36:21.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O sogro não parece gostar dele....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;A filha entra no escritório do pai com o marido à tiracolo e pergunta&amp;nbsp;sem rodeios:&lt;br /&gt;- Papai, por que você não coloca meu marido no lugar do seu sócio que acaba de falecer?&lt;br /&gt;E o pai responde de pronto:&lt;br /&gt;- Olhe, filha , converse com o pessoal da funerária, por mim, tudo bem!…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3846574652547791940?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3846574652547791940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3846574652547791940' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3846574652547791940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3846574652547791940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/o-sogro-nao-parece-gostar-dele.html' title='O sogro não parece gostar dele....'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6592087109714705988</id><published>2011-07-27T05:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:34:01.071-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PERGUNTA DO DIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;Você sabe a que velocidade máxima um homem consegue&amp;nbsp; fazer amor, sem se cansar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;A 68 Km/h, porque se for a 69… já vai com a língua de fora!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&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/8573128910973894317-6592087109714705988?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6592087109714705988/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6592087109714705988' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6592087109714705988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6592087109714705988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/pergunta-do-dia.html' title='PERGUNTA DO DIA'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-8206241050868776141</id><published>2011-07-27T05:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T05:33:06.999-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas eu disse isso?!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Manuel, você está em muito boa forma para 40 anos – diz o médico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Eu disse ter 40 anos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Quantos anos você tem, indaga o médico.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Fiz 57 em Maio que passou!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Puxa! E quantos anos tinha seu pai quando morreu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Eu disse que meu pai morreu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Oh, desculpe! Quantos anos tem seu pai?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 81!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 81? Que bom! E quantos anos tinha seu avô quando morreu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Eu disse que ele morreu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Sinto muito. E quantos anos ele tem?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- 103, e está muito bem de saúde!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Fico feliz em saber. E seu bisavô? Morreu de que?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Eu disse que ele tinha morrido? Ele está com 124 e vai casar na semana&amp;nbsp;que vem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Agora já é demais! diz o médico revoltado. Por que um homem de 124 anos&amp;nbsp;iria querer casar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Eu disse que ele QUERIA casar? Queria p0rr4 nenhuma, ele engravidou a&amp;nbsp;moça…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-8206241050868776141?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/8206241050868776141/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=8206241050868776141' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8206241050868776141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8206241050868776141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/mas-eu-disse-isso.html' title='Mas eu disse isso?!!!'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6916166440068398090</id><published>2011-07-27T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-27T03:16:52.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As descobertas das coisas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;O Homem descobriu a PALAVRA e inventou a CONVERSA,&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu a CONVERSA e inventou a FOFOCA.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem descobriu o JOGO e inventou as CARTAS&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu as CARTAS e inventou o TAROT.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem descobriu a AGRICULTURA e inventou a COMIDA&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu a COMIDA e inventou a DIETA.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem descobriu os SENTIMENTOS e inventou o AMOR,&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu o AMOR e inventou o CASAMENTO.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem descobriu a MULHER e inventou o SEXO,&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu o SEXO e inventou a DOR DE CABEÇA.&lt;br /&gt;O Homem descobriu o COMÉRCIO e inventou o DINHEIRO,&lt;br /&gt;A Mulher descobriu o DINHEIRO e aí f#d3u tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #555555; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 18px;"&gt;Partilha este link no facebook...&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/8573128910973894317-6916166440068398090?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6916166440068398090/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6916166440068398090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6916166440068398090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6916166440068398090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/as-descobertas-das-coisas.html' title='As descobertas das coisas...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6489591227549642574</id><published>2011-07-15T08:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T08:49:42.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas para descontrair neste fim de semana...</title><content type='html'>Se gostarem das anedotas não se esqueçam de nos fazer um "like"... Ou partilhar o link no facebook...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um caracol ia a atravessar a estrada e foi atropelado por uma tartaruga.&lt;br /&gt;Quando acordou nas urgências do hospital perguntaram-lhe o que é que&lt;br /&gt;lhe tinha acontecido:&lt;br /&gt;- Como é que quer que eu saiba?!?!? Foi tudo tão depressa!!!!!&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma loira trancou o carro deixando a chave lá dentro. Desesperada tentou abrir a porta com um grampo de cabelo: “Bolas! Tenho que conseguir abrir este carro imediatamente, porque está a começar a chover e deixei a capota do carro aberta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher diz ao marido:&lt;br /&gt;-Querido, tu nunca me compraste nenhuma joia!&lt;br /&gt;O marido responde:&lt;br /&gt;Nao sabia que vendias essas coisas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O alimento mais completo é o pênis, pois tem leite, carne, dois ovos e se comido com prazer, pode encher a barriga por uns 9 meses!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sabem porque as galinhas chocam?&lt;br /&gt;Porque não tem travões...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&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/8573128910973894317-6489591227549642574?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6489591227549642574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6489591227549642574' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6489591227549642574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6489591227549642574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/07/algumas-para-descontrair-neste-fim-de.html' title='Algumas para descontrair neste fim de semana...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3113369291697124241</id><published>2011-07-15T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-15T07:59:33.503-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tinha de colocar mais uma rapidinha...</title><content type='html'>Aqui fica mais uma rápida..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que as mulheres sao como as batatas...&lt;br /&gt;Quando são novas querem-se descascadas, quando são velhas só a murro.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sei que está foi um bocado machista... Se te sentis-te ofendido podes abandonar este site, se tiveres outra anedota machista ou uma feminista manda para o nosso email...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&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/8573128910973894317-3113369291697124241?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3113369291697124241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3113369291697124241' title='0 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/&gt;Não se esqueçam de colocar o vosso email para receberem anedotas gratis de vez em quando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diz o carneiro para a ovelha:&lt;br /&gt;Ó querida tens tão pouca lã...&lt;br /&gt;Diz a ovelha:&lt;br /&gt;Mas vens para f**** ou para fazer tricot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2070943628431842204?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2070943628431842204/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2070943628431842204' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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consumismo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Acreditem que vale mesmo a pena ver, fico à espera de comentários...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9GorqroigqM" width="640"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-1223487875169894702?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/1223487875169894702/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=1223487875169894702' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1223487875169894702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1223487875169894702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/nem-tudo-pode-ser-para-rir.html' title='Nem tudo pode ser para rir...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9GorqroigqM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3081683419080809703</id><published>2011-06-02T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T02:21:13.000-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quer que pare ou abrande?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um advogado conduzia distraído quando, num sinal de STOP, passa sem parar, em frente a uma viatura da GNR.&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/bebados/condutor-apanhado-pela-policia" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Condutor apanhado pela policia"&gt;Com uma vontade enorme de passar uma multinha&lt;/a&gt;, o GNR manda o carro encostar e diz:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ora muito boa tarde. Documentos e carta de condução, faz favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Fazendo-se de desentendido diz o advogado:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Fiz alguma coisa de mal Sr. Guarda?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Explica o GNR:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não parou no sinal de STOP ali atrás.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o advogado:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Eu abrandei, e como não vinha ninguém…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o GNR:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Exactamente… Documentos e carta de condução, faz favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Como qualquer advogado, que pensa que percebe muito de leis, pergunta ao policia:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Você sabe qual é a diferença jurídica entre abrandar e parar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E como, em matéria de estrada, os GNR não ficam atrás dos advogados, responde:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- A diferença é que a lei diz que num sinal de STOP, deve-se parar completamente. Documentos e carta de condução, faz favor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Não satisfeito, o advogado desafia o policia:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ou não Sr. Guarda. Eu sou advogado e sei das suas limitações na interpretação de texto de lei. Proponho-lhe o seguinte: Se você conseguir explicar-me a diferença legal entre abrandar e parar, eu mostro-lhe os documentos e você pode multar-me. Senão, vou-me embora sem multa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o GNR:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Afirmativo e concordo… Pode fazer o favor de sair da viatura, Sr. condutor?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O advogado desce e então a patrulha da GNR saca do cassetete, e aquilo é porrada que até ferve, para cima do advogado. Socos pra tudo quanto é lado, lambadas, biqueiradas nos dentes… O advogado grita por socorro, e implora para parar. E o GNR pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Quer que eu pare ou que abrande?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Aflito diz o advogado:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- PARE! PARE! PARE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Feliz diz o GNR:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Afirmativo, pode-me então dar os documentos e carta de condução, faz favor…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3081683419080809703?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3081683419080809703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3081683419080809703' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3081683419080809703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3081683419080809703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/quer-que-pare-ou-abrande.html' title='Quer que pare ou abrande?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2366029118349051168</id><published>2011-06-02T02:19:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T02:19:51.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que idade tem este dinossauro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Num museu, dois turistas falam com o guia:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Que idade tem este dinossauro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o guia:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Três milhões, quatro anos, dois meses e uma semana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Impressionados, os turistas perguntam:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- E como sabe a exactidão da idade?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Esclarece o guia:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Simples, quando vim para cá trabalhar ele tinha três milhões de anos, como eu estou cá há quatro anos, dois meses e uma semana…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2366029118349051168?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2366029118349051168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2366029118349051168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2366029118349051168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2366029118349051168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/que-idade-tem-este-dinossauro.html' title='Que idade tem este dinossauro?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-8163585946836660933</id><published>2011-06-02T02:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T02:19:16.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Senhora vitima de atropelamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Uma senhora, aparentemente de meia-idade, vítima de atropelamento, chega ao hospital em péssimo estado. O médico examina-a enquanto a enfermeira vai anotando numa ficha:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Escoriações na cabeça, fractura no braço direito, luxação na clavícula, desarticulação do tornezelo esquerdo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Virando-se para a paciente, o médico pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;-&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/joaozinho/joaozinho-e-a-idade-do-socrates" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Joãozinho e a idade do Sócrates"&gt;Qual a sua idade&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;minha senhora?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Trinta e cinco anos. – Responde a paciente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Continua o medico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Anote também: perda de memória…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-8163585946836660933?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/8163585946836660933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=8163585946836660933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8163585946836660933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8163585946836660933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/senhora-vitima-de-atropelamento.html' title='Senhora vitima de atropelamento'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7376884349584888840</id><published>2011-06-02T02:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T02:18:48.051-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho e a idade do Sócrates</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;José Sócrates numa das suas múltiplas visitas a escolas visitou a escola do Joãzinho, uma daquelas considerada escola-modelo, onde foi distribuir uns computadores aos professores, resolve pôr um problema às criancinhas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Meninos, tenho um problema para vocês resolverem. Quem acertar na solução ganha um computador que eu ofereço! Então, é assim: Um avião saiu de Amesterdão com uma velocidade de 800 km/h; a pressão era de 1.004,5 milibares; a humidade relativa era de 66% e a temperatura 20,4 ºC. A tripulação era composta por 5 pessoas, a capacidade era de 45 lugares para passageiros, a casa de banho estava ocupada e havia 5 hospedeiras, mas uma estava de folga.&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;A pergunta é… Quantos anos tenho eu?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Silêncio total(!), os alunos ficam assombrados, professora fica estupefacta. Então, o Joãozinho, lá no fundo da sala e sem levantar a mão, diz de pronto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- 50 anos, senhor Engenheiro!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;José Sócrates surpreendido fita-o e diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Caramba! Acertaste em cheio. Vou dar-te o computador! Eu tenho mesmo 50 anos. Mas como encontraste esse número?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E Joãozinho diz:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Bem, na verdade foi muito fácil. Foi uma dedução lógica, porque eu tenho um primo, ele é meio parvo e como tem 25 anos …&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7376884349584888840?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7376884349584888840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7376884349584888840' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7376884349584888840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7376884349584888840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/joaozinho-e-idade-do-socrates.html' title='Joãozinho e a idade do Sócrates'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4430821828050794771</id><published>2011-06-01T07:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T07:01:49.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mania dos remédios caseiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um médico, depois de ver a história clínica do paciente, pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Fuma?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pouco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Faz bem. Quanto menos melhor. Bebe?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pouco.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O médico continua:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ainda bem. Pratica desporto?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não posso. Tenho lesões antigas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Lamentando o médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pois, é pena. E sexo, pratica com frequência?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Muito pouco. – Responde mais uma vez o homem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O médico preocupado com a saúde do homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Isso é que não pode ser. Se não pratica desporto, deve compensar&amp;nbsp;fazendo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/picantes/mulher-quer-sexo-a-noite-inteira" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Mulher quer sexo a noite inteira"&gt;muito sexo&lt;/a&gt;. Vá para casa e pense bem nisso…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ele foi para casa, contou à mulher o que o médico lhe tinha dito e, de&amp;nbsp;seguida, foi tomar um banho. A mulher, esperançosa, enfeita-se,&amp;nbsp;perfuma-se,&amp;nbsp;põe o seu melhor baby-doll e fica à espera dele, numa pose toda&amp;nbsp;provocante.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ele sai do chuveiro, perfuma-se cuidadosamente, começa a vestir-se, e a&amp;nbsp;mulher, surpreendida,&amp;nbsp;pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Aonde é que vais?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o homem com ar de quem tem que explicar tudo:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não ouviste o que o médico me disse?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Sim, por isso mesmo estou aqui, já prontinha para… bom tu sabes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Então ele responde:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ah Maria, Maria, lá estás tu outra vez com a mania dos&amp;nbsp;remédios&amp;nbsp;caseiros…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4430821828050794771?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4430821828050794771/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4430821828050794771' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4430821828050794771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4430821828050794771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/mania-dos-remedios-caseiros.html' title='Mania dos remédios caseiros'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-286992906566251104</id><published>2011-06-01T07:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T07:00:13.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Advogado especialista em Direito</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1 style="color: #444444; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', Times, serif; font-size: 28px; font-weight: 500; letter-spacing: 1.2px; line-height: 1.1em; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-shadow: rgb(255, 255, 255) 1px 1px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um sujeito foi ao médico de família com o&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/joaozinho/joaozinho-quantos-testiculos-temos" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Joãozinho quantos testículos temos?"&gt;testículo esquerdo&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;inchado e dormente. O médico, depois de analisar, disse que era uma inflamação testicular e que não devia ser&amp;nbsp;nada grave mas que &amp;nbsp;era melhor procurar um especialista. Então sugeriu-lhe um colega urologista mas, no momento de lhe dar o número de telefone,&amp;nbsp;enganou-se e deu o número do advogado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O tipo lá marcou hora no especialista e ao chegar diz-lhe o advogado:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Em que posso ajudar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O homem, achando que estava a falar com um médico, baixou as calças e mostrou o testículo:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Como o senhor está vendo doutor, estou com uma inflamação no&amp;nbsp;testículo esquerdo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O advogado surpreso, ficou olhando a cena sem entender&amp;nbsp;absolutamente nada. Pensou … pensou… pensou e disse:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Meu amigo, de facto parece inchado mas, a minha especialidade é o Direito…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o sujeito:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Fod*-se… agora até há especialistas para cada colhão?!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-286992906566251104?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/286992906566251104/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=286992906566251104' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/286992906566251104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/286992906566251104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/advogado-especialista-em-direito.html' title='Advogado especialista em Direito'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7849075877791902893</id><published>2011-06-01T06:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:59:19.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Velhote com problema de gases</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um velhote vai ao médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Doutor, tenho este problema com os gases. Solto à vontade uns 40 por dia. Felizmente não cheiram mal, mas o barulho é tão desagradável…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Depois de analisar, diz o médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Meu senhor, vamos fazer um tratamento por etapas. Primeiro vai tomar estes comprimidos, três por dia, durante uma semana…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Passado uma semana, o velhote volta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ó doutor, a medicação não deve estar a dar resultado. É que os gases não só continuam, como passaram a cheirar horrivelmente…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E responde o médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Calma meu senhor, agora que já o tratei da sinusite, vamos lá tratar dos gases…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7849075877791902893?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7849075877791902893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7849075877791902893' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7849075877791902893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7849075877791902893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/velhote-com-problema-de-gases.html' title='Velhote com problema de gases'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3647948266731793272</id><published>2011-06-01T06:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:58:48.907-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gago, em desespero, quer ser curado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um gago vai ao médico, em desespero, pois quer ser curado. O médico examina-o e chega à conclusão:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Meu amigo, o seu problema é que tem um pénis muito comprido que lhe rouba a energia. Se o encurtarmos uns centímetros, vai ver que deixa de gaguejar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O homem acede, é operado e fica bom da gaguez. Dias mais tarde volta ao consultório:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Doutor, eu realmente já não gaguejo, mas a minha&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/picantes/mulher-quer-sexo-a-noite-inteira" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Mulher quer sexo a noite inteira"&gt;mulher diz que lhe falta lá qualquer coisinha&lt;/a&gt;. Se não se importasse, gostaria de rever os centímetros que me tirou…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ó me-meu a-amigo, isso agora é im-po-po-po-ssi-ssí-vel!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3647948266731793272?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3647948266731793272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3647948266731793272' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3647948266731793272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3647948266731793272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/gago-em-desespero-quer-ser-curado.html' title='Gago, em desespero, quer ser curado'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5568148361797615164</id><published>2011-06-01T06:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:57:34.968-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Taxista lisboeta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um taxista lisboeta vai ao Porto e vê uma rapariga muito gira a pedir boleia. Pára ao pé dela e abre a janela do lado do pendura. Mete conversa e a moça ao enfiar a cabeça dentro do carro, ele fecha a janela até ela ficar entalada com a cabeça. Ele sai do carro, vai por detrás dela e abusa da jovem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Após o “ataque”, volta para o carro e comenta todo espertinho:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Nós, os taxistas lisboetas, somos muito espertos, não somos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde a jovem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- São sim senhor. Mas nós, os travestis de Porto, ainda somos mais…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5568148361797615164?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5568148361797615164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5568148361797615164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5568148361797615164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5568148361797615164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/taxista-lisboeta.html' title='Taxista lisboeta'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3698883862299677672</id><published>2011-06-01T06:56:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:56:59.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Importa-se que morda os seus seios?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um homem faz uma proposta a uma linda mulher de seios redondos, sensuais e firmes:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Importa-se que morda os seus seios? Dou-lhe 20 euros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ofendida, responde a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Que atrevimento, nem pensar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O homem insiste:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- 50 euros?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ainda meio ofendida:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O homem então sobe a proposta para os 500 euros. Já a ficar convencida:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Por 500, pode ser. Mas vamos aqui para este canto para que nos veja.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;A jovem tira os seios para fora. Durante mais de dez minutos, o homem beija-os, lambe-os, roça-se por eles… Diz a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Então, não morde?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde deliciado o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não, não obrigado… Morder é muito caro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3698883862299677672?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3698883862299677672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3698883862299677672' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3698883862299677672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3698883862299677672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/importa-se-que-morda-os-seus-seios.html' title='Importa-se que morda os seus seios?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2231986868309937296</id><published>2011-06-01T06:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:55:22.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Punhetas em tasca de camionista</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O sujeito andava há horas numa estrada de montanha, num território agreste, até que entra numa tasca de camionista, com muito mau aspecto e vê por cima do balcão o seguinte cartaz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Pinga da boa——————— 0,40&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pão de Broa com queijo——– 0,80&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Sanduiche de galinha———– 1,80&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Punhetas aos Clientes———- 10,00&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Verificou a carteira, para não passar vergonha, e foi até ao balcão onde estava uma matulona provocante…&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Por favor. – chamando a atenção da moça.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Sim? Responde ela com um sorriso….-Em que posso ajudar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Pergunta o cliente:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- É a menina que trata da coisa, da…digamos, da… das punhetas aos clientes?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Sou… – Responde ela com uma voz bem sensual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Entao, lave bem as mãos, que eu quero um sanduiche de galinha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2231986868309937296?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2231986868309937296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2231986868309937296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2231986868309937296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2231986868309937296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/punhetas-em-tasca-de-camionista.html' title='Punhetas em tasca de camionista'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-655402408583204307</id><published>2011-06-01T06:54:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:54:39.689-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Por favor, tire a roupa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Uma mulher com um corpo tremendo vai ao médico. Este, tarado como era,&amp;nbsp; aproveita e inventa uma desculpa para ela tirar a roupa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Diz ela:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ai não senhor doutor… Eu tenho vergonha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o médico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Bem, então eu apago a luz, pode ser?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E assim acontece, o médico apaga a luz e ela tira a roupa. Quando já está toda nua, pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Onde é que posso pousar a roupa?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E responde o médico muito rapidamente:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pode ser aqui ao lado da minha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-655402408583204307?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/655402408583204307/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=655402408583204307' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/655402408583204307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/655402408583204307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/por-favor-tire-roupa.html' title='Por favor, tire a roupa'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-1846341086438964436</id><published>2011-06-01T06:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:54:09.089-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Raparigas de Lisboa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Dois rapazes do Porto conversam:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Afinal, dizem tanto mal das raparigas de Lisboa… Ontem deitei-me com uma e era virgem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo, em Lisboa, conversam as amigas:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ontem conheci um gajo do Porto tão&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/picantes/o-cafe-tira-a-potencia-sexual" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="O café tira a potência sexual"&gt;tarado sexual&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;que nem me deu tempo de tirar os collants…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-1846341086438964436?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/1846341086438964436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=1846341086438964436' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1846341086438964436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1846341086438964436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/raparigas-de-lisboa.html' title='Raparigas de Lisboa'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4517117737110415227</id><published>2011-06-01T06:52:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:52:52.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Alguém me dá um cigarro?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Dois rapazes de sexualidade alternativa vão num voo nocturno. A meio da noite são tomados pelo&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/casais/poco-dos-desejos" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Poço dos desejos"&gt;desejo&lt;/a&gt;. Vira-se um para o outro e diz:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Deixa-me ir ali até à 1ª classe ver se está alguém. Se não estiver ninguém, vais lá ter comigo…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Lá levantou e dirigiu-se à parte da frente do avião. Chega ao compartimento da 1ª classe, escuridão total e pergunta para o ar:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Alguém me dá um cigarro?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Como não obteve resposta, o companheiro for ter com ele e desatam numa cena de sexo desenfreado. De manhã, a hospedeira encontra um passageiro na última fila a tremer de frio e pergunta:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Porque é que não pediu uma manta?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E responde o passageiro:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Eu?! Não me atrevo a pedir nada nesta companhia! A meio da noite entrou aqui um desgraçado que se limitou a pedir um cigarro e levou cá uma enrabadela…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4517117737110415227?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4517117737110415227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4517117737110415227' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4517117737110415227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4517117737110415227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/alguem-me-da-um-cigarro.html' title='Alguém me dá um cigarro?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6522402727349015903</id><published>2011-06-01T06:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:52:04.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Magia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Estavam dois amigos a conversar, sendo um deles ilusionista. Vira-se o primeiro:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Epá, tens que me fazer uma magia! Sabes que eu curto bué essa cena!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;-Não me está a apetecer – respondeu o mágico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Pediu mais uma vez o amigo:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Anda lá pá, faz lá!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Naquela de satisfazer o pedido ao amigo, o mágico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ok! Então despe-te…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- O quê? – perguntou o amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Insistiu o mágico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Epá despe-te! Faz parte da magia…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o outro lá se despiu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Agora abre as pernas, vira-te de costas e apoia-te na parede… Estás a sentir o meu dedo no teu cu? – perguntou o mágico&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;- Sim… – respondeu o amigo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E o mágico:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- … Então olha agora sem mãos…Vês?! Isto é magia!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-6522402727349015903?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6522402727349015903/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6522402727349015903' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6522402727349015903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6522402727349015903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/magia.html' title='Magia'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-154605830628889562</id><published>2011-06-01T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:51:15.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monotonia do casamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um casal está junto há vinte anos. Já não há grande chama entre eles. Muita rotina e pouco diálogo. A monotonia de um casamento…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Numa noite, vão para a cama às 23h como habitualmente. Ela aconchega-se na almofada e prepara-se para adormecer. Ele abre um livro para ler. Com uma mão segura o livro e, a outra, passa-a no corpo da mulher até chegar às suas partes íntimas, que acaricia durante uns escassos dez segundos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Carente a mulher interroga:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Então só isso?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Atento à sua leitura diz o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Só isso o quê querida?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Chateada, reclama a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Acaricias-me durante dez segundos e depois páras…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Explica então o homem:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Ah isso… Era só para molhar o dedo para virar a página.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-154605830628889562?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/154605830628889562/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=154605830628889562' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/154605830628889562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/154605830628889562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/monotonia-do-casamento.html' title='Monotonia do casamento'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4773411219434106203</id><published>2011-06-01T06:50:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:50:36.214-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Já experimentaste sexo à Rodeo?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Dois amigos discutem formas de fazer amor:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- E sexo à rodeo? Já experimentaste?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o outro amigo:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Sexo à rodeo? Nunca ouvi falar, como é?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Explica o amigo:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pões-te em cima da tua mulher, começas a fazer amor e segredas-lhe ao ouvido:&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/curtas/assedio-sexual-no-escritorio" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Assédio sexual no escritório"&gt;&amp;nbsp;esse teu perfume é igual ao da minha secretária&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E depois? – pergunta curioso o amigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o primeiro:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Depois? Depois tentas manter-te em cima dela pelo menos durante cinco segundos…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4773411219434106203?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4773411219434106203/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4773411219434106203' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4773411219434106203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4773411219434106203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/ja-experimentaste-sexo-rodeo.html' title='Já experimentaste sexo à Rodeo?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2866341285464089691</id><published>2011-06-01T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:50:08.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido, lembras-te deste sitio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um casal vai passear para o campo. Chegam a um local bucólico muito familiar. Diz ela:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Querido, lembras-te deste sitio? Vamos fazer o mesmo que fizemos há vinte anos?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O marido pára o carro. A mulher encosta-o à vedação e fazem sexo: Gritam, contorcem-se e agitam-se loucamente. Desmaiam ambos exaustos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Acordam meia hora depois e diz a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Querido, nunca tivemos uma experiência tão forte… Nem há vinte anos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Pois não amor, há vinte anos ainda não tinham electrificado a vedação…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2866341285464089691?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2866341285464089691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2866341285464089691' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2866341285464089691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2866341285464089691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/querido-lembras-te-deste-sitio.html' title='Querido, lembras-te deste sitio?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3362160303800280092</id><published>2011-06-01T06:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:49:34.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Recém casados: o prisioneiro e a prisão</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Um casal recém casado chega ao hotel e a inocente rapariga diz ao marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Amor, eu não sei nada destas coisas, então&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/casais/manel-volta-para-casa" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Manel volta para casa"&gt;vais ter que me ensinar&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/curtas/boas-maneiras-na-cama" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/curtas/boas-maneiras-na-cama"&gt;Compreensivo o marido&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;responde:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Minha vida, a partir deste momento, à tua “coisita” vamos chamar-lhe a prisão e a “este” vamos chamar o prisioneiro. Vamos então meter o prisioneiro na prisão…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Depois do primeiro “round”, o tipo atira-se de barriga para cima na cama, mas a rapariga entusiasmada diz ao marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Amor, o prisioneiro está fora da prisão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;O esposo não muito entusiasmado diz:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Vamos metê-lo na prisão outra vez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E seguem com a segunda….&amp;nbsp; Mas a rapariga é bastante gulosa e diz-lhe:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Amooooooooor, o prisioneiro está fora outra vez!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Levanta-se o tipo como pode, com as pernas tremendo como um recém nascido, e vai para a terceira….. Ao terminar atira-se na cama, exausto. Mas a rapariga volta a dizer:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Querido, o prisioneiro voltou a sair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde-lhe o esposo, desesperado:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não me chateies porra! O prisioneiro não foi condenado a&amp;nbsp;prisão perpétua…&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3362160303800280092?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3362160303800280092/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3362160303800280092' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3362160303800280092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3362160303800280092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/recem-casados-o-prisioneiro-e-prisao.html' title='Recém casados: o prisioneiro e a prisão'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2494941447444927852</id><published>2011-06-01T06:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T06:48:38.159-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O viagra tirou-me o apetite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Ainda na cama, a esposa pergunta ao marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Queres que te prepare o pequeno-almoço e que o traga aqui?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não obrigado.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://www.anedotadodia.net/anedotas/picantes/papagaio-engole-comprimido-de-viagra" style="color: #993333; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: none;" target="_self" title="Papagaio engole comprimido de Viagra"&gt;O viagra tirou-me o apetite&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Chega a hora do almoço e a esposa volta a propor:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Queres que te prepare o teu prato favorito?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Responde o marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não amor. Aquele viagra tirou-me o apetite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Por alturas do jantar a esposa insiste:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Posso preparar-te uma refeição levezinha?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;Volta a dizer o marido:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Não me apetece nada, querida. Aquele viagra tirou-me o apetite!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #444444; font-family: Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 20px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 6px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;E diz a mulher:&lt;br style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; outline-style: none; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /&gt;- Então, pelo menos, importas-te de sair de cima de mim, que não como nada deste ontem….&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2494941447444927852?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2494941447444927852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2494941447444927852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2494941447444927852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2494941447444927852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2011/06/o-viagra-tirou-me-o-apetite.html' title='O viagra tirou-me o apetite'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6237269068824356166</id><published>2011-04-27T11:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T11:34:17.634-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida em video de um utilizador do Facebook...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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A senhora vai então à cozinha e pergunta: - O que é que se passa Maria? - Sabe o que é senhora? - diz a criada - Cada pingo que eu ponho na sopa, o esparguete põe-se de pé!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;   &lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5273727871606021486?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5273727871606021486/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5273727871606021486' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5273727871606021486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5273727871606021486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/11/rica-sopa.html' title='Rica sopa...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6146281481102620302</id><published>2010-11-15T08:56:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T08:56:33.618-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rica familia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Um tipo fez análise durante cinco anos, até que descobriu que ele, o pai, o avô e os cinco tios tinham tendências homossexuais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;O psicólogo estupefacto perguntou-lhe:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Mas não há ninguém na sua família que goste de mulheres?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Claro que há, as minhas quatro irmãs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; 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font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Estava o Luisinho, o Miguelinho e o Nuninho.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Iam a passar uma ponte, e então um homem estava a dizer que os 3 só passavam a ponte se os pénis deles medissem todos juntos 10cm ou mais.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Vai o Luisinho, media 5cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;O Miguelinho, media 4cm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;O Nuninho, media 1cm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;O senhor deixou-os passar, mais á frente o Luisinho diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Se a minha não medisse 5cm não passávamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Vai o Miguelinho e diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Se a minha não medisse 4cm não passávamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Vai o Nuninho e diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Se a minha não tivesse tesa não passávamos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt; 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font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Havia um senhor muito bêbado que era casado com uma rapariga muito mais nova. E então, em vez de fazer a sua "obrigaçãozinha" lá em casa, aparecia sempre bêbado. Um dia foram passear pela rua e o homem, ao ver uma taberna, diz:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Olha uma taberna! Vou entrar!... Entrou na taberna e bebeu uns copos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Mais à frente encontrou outra taberna e disse:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Olha outra taberna! Vou entrar!... Entrou na taberna e bebeu mais uns copos. E durante o passeio, o homem continuou a entrar numa série de tabernas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Passados uns dias, o homem chegou sóbrio a casa. A mulher, ainda que desconfiada, pensou:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- "Péra lá! É capaz de ser hoje!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Chegou à noite e o homem, com um ar romântico, dá-lhe um beijo na testa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Pensa a mulher:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- "Queres ver que é mesmo hoje?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;O homem continua com os beijinhos e dá-lhe um beijo no queixo. A mulher delirava de contente! O homem continua a descer e dá-lhe um beijo no umbigo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Sim, sim! - Dizia a mulher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;De seguida, o homem dá-lhe um beijo no joelho e,... Deixou-se dormir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Diz-lhe a mulher irritada:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;- Porra! Se fosse uma taberna tinhas entrado!...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5460613675432254593?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5460613675432254593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5460613675432254593' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5460613675432254593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5460613675432254593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-bebado.html' title='O bebado...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-503168812824130560</id><published>2010-10-25T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T14:59:46.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ganhar dinheiro com cartões TAG?</title><content type='html'>Tens um cartão &lt;a href="http://negociotag.blogspot.com/"&gt;TAG&lt;/a&gt; da Optimus?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se pudesses ganhar dinheiro com isso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora já podes. Até te oferecem um cartão gratis para começares. Visita o site &lt;a href="http://negociotag.blogspot.com/"&gt;negociotag.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;e ve o resto das informações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não percas esta oportunidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-503168812824130560?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/503168812824130560/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=503168812824130560' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/503168812824130560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/503168812824130560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/10/ganhar-dinheiro-com-cartoes-tag.html' title='Ganhar dinheiro com cartões TAG?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5579250184120757617</id><published>2010-04-22T08:22:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:22:58.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gagos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Ia um grupo de Jeep a fazer safari, quando de repente diz o gago:&lt;br /&gt;- Hip...hip...hip...&lt;br /&gt;- Hurra! - respondem todos antes de o jeep bater de frente com um hipopótamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5579250184120757617?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5579250184120757617/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5579250184120757617' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5579250184120757617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5579250184120757617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/gagos.html' title='Gagos...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6383041159600499504</id><published>2010-04-22T08:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:21:25.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os três porquinhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Um destes dias, uma professora da 1ª classe, decidiu contar a história dos três porquinhos. Foi contando, até que chegou a parte em que os porquinhos tentavam angariar materiais para construir as suas casas.Diz ela:&lt;br /&gt;- E então, o primeiro porquinho chegou-se ao pé do carroceiro que transportava fardos de palha e perguntou: “O Sr. pode me ceder um pouco da sua palha para que possa construir a minha nova casa?" - contou ela.Depois, virando-se para os alunos, perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- E o que acham vocês que o homem disse?&lt;br /&gt;Diz uma das criancinhas:&lt;br /&gt;- Acho que disse "Fo...! Um porco que fala!"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-6383041159600499504?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6383041159600499504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6383041159600499504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6383041159600499504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6383041159600499504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/os-tres-porquinhos.html' title='Os três porquinhos...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2518779794014464516</id><published>2010-04-22T08:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:20:36.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loiras...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Uma loira, ao consultar a sua agenda telefónica, repara que na letra A não tem nada, na B também não, na C nada... e quando chega à letra T vê: Telefone da Ana, Telefone da Beatriz...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2518779794014464516?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2518779794014464516/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2518779794014464516' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2518779794014464516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2518779794014464516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/loiras.html' title='Loiras...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7240339013599656736</id><published>2010-04-22T08:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:19:35.589-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Será que foi assim que os das ilhas aprenderam a falar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Era uma vez um português que emigrou para Inglaterra. Foi trabalhar para uma fábrica e gostou muito do país. Então telefonou para a mulher a dizer que ela também podia ir para lá pois tinha boas condições para eles refazerem a sua vida.Passados alguns dias o homem foi trabalhar e a mulher, como não tinha emprego, aproveitou para ir passear.Quando o homem voltou para casa a mulher disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Oh homem, sabes que aqui há um jornal chamado «Times»?&lt;br /&gt;- Não se lê «Times», lê-se «Taimes» porque aqui os «Is» lêm-se como «AIs».- disse o homem. - Tá bem, homem.&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde quando se iam a deitar a mulher disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Oh maraido, dá-me o penaico para eu fazer xaixai!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7240339013599656736?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7240339013599656736/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7240339013599656736' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7240339013599656736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7240339013599656736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/sera-que-foi-assim-que-os-das-ilhas.html' title='Será que foi assim que os das ilhas aprenderam a falar....'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-8062726115080176896</id><published>2010-04-22T08:18:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:18:23.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem razão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Na escola a professora pergunta ao Pedrinho:&lt;br /&gt;- Pedrinho, de onde vem a electricidade?&lt;br /&gt;- Do jardim zoológico.&lt;br /&gt;- Do jardim zoológico?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, porque quando falha a luz em minha casa o meu pai diz: «aqueles camelos!».&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-8062726115080176896?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/8062726115080176896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=8062726115080176896' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8062726115080176896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8062726115080176896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/tem-razao.html' title='Tem razão...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5428150134734357152</id><published>2010-04-22T08:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:18:05.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sem comentários...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Quantas loiras são necessárias para afundar um submarino?&lt;br /&gt;Duas, uma para bater à porta e outra para abrir.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5428150134734357152?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5428150134734357152/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5428150134734357152' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5428150134734357152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5428150134734357152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/sem-comentarios.html' title='Sem comentários...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7537462358198338514</id><published>2010-04-22T08:17:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:17:43.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Era melhor ter cuidado a quem se dá prémios...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Um polícia manda um carro encostar e diz ao motorista que este tinha acabado de ganhar 500 contos na campanha "Condução segura"."O que vai fazer com o dinheiro?", perguntou o polícia"Bom, para já vou tirar a carta", responde o homem"Oh, não lhe dê ouvidos," diz a mulher que o acompanhava "ele mente sempre muito quando está bêbado."É aí que o puto diz do banco de trás "Eu sabia que não íamos longe num carro roubado..."De seguida ouve-se um batuque no porta bagagens e uma voz abafada "Já atravessámos a fronteira?"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7537462358198338514?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7537462358198338514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7537462358198338514' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7537462358198338514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7537462358198338514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/era-melhor-ter-cuidado-quem-se-da.html' title='Era melhor ter cuidado a quem se dá prémios...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7559980963139139107</id><published>2010-04-22T08:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:17:01.750-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Á lá coisas mesmo rápidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Um caracol ia a atravessar a estrada e foi atropelado por uma tartaruga.&lt;br /&gt;Quando acordou nas urgências do hospital perguntaram-lhe o que é que&lt;br /&gt;lhe tinha acontecido:&lt;br /&gt;- Como é que quer que eu saiba?!?!? Foi tudo tão depressa!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7559980963139139107?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7559980963139139107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7559980963139139107' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7559980963139139107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7559980963139139107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/la-coisas-mesmo-rapidas.html' title='Á lá coisas mesmo rápidas...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2358394093343603871</id><published>2010-04-22T08:16:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:16:22.465-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Podiam ser fresquinhos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;- Entra uma loira na pastelaria e diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Queria um bolinho de chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;- Olhe, acabaram de sair agora.&lt;br /&gt;- Ohhh, e sabe quando é que voltam?&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2358394093343603871?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2358394093343603871/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2358394093343603871' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2358394093343603871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2358394093343603871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/podiam-ser-fresquinhos.html' title='Podiam ser fresquinhos...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6431613624410815957</id><published>2010-04-22T08:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:15:40.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Começam mesmo de pequenos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;-Mamã, mamã... na escola chamaram-me mentiroso.&lt;br /&gt;-Cala-te, filho...tu nem sequer andas na escola ainda.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-6431613624410815957?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6431613624410815957/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6431613624410815957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6431613624410815957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6431613624410815957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/comecam-mesmo-de-pequenos.html' title='Começam mesmo de pequenos...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-793105893065891164</id><published>2010-04-22T08:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:15:20.576-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Realmente tem razão....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Na aula de história, o professor:&lt;br /&gt;- O que aconteceu em 1769?&lt;br /&gt;- Nasceu Napoleão.&lt;br /&gt;- Muito bem! E em 1774?&lt;br /&gt;- Napoleão fez 5 anos!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-793105893065891164?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/793105893065891164/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=793105893065891164' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/793105893065891164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/793105893065891164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/realmente-tem-razao.html' title='Realmente tem razão....'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5889448592727140788</id><published>2010-04-22T08:14:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:14:58.354-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem de se parecer ocupado e importante....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Um novo advogado acaba de montar o seu escritório no centro da cidade e, como não tem clientes, quando um homem entra finge que está a falar ao telefone:&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, sim, como quiser. O julgamento então será na sala de tribunal.Desliga o telefone e pergunta ao homem:&lt;br /&gt;- Então o que deseja?&lt;br /&gt;- Sou da Portugal Telecom e vinha ligar o telefone...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5889448592727140788?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5889448592727140788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5889448592727140788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5889448592727140788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5889448592727140788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/tem-de-se-parecer-ocupado-e-importante.html' title='Tem de se parecer ocupado e importante....'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7709071941276526251</id><published>2010-04-22T08:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:14:24.948-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas crianças não gostam da escola...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Filho para o pai...&lt;br /&gt;- Não quero ir à escola hoje pai e tenho três razões:&lt;br /&gt;1.- Os meninos não brincam comigo.&lt;br /&gt;2.- Estou cansado da escolinha.&lt;br /&gt;3.- As professoras gozam comigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai para o filho:&lt;br /&gt;- Três razões porque deves ir:&lt;br /&gt;1.- Já faltaste cinco dias este ano.&lt;br /&gt;2.- Tens 43 anos de idade.&lt;br /&gt;3.- És o director da escolinha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7709071941276526251?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7709071941276526251/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7709071941276526251' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7709071941276526251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7709071941276526251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/algumas-criancas-nao-gostam-da-escola.html' title='Algumas crianças não gostam da escola...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-1229120146753256807</id><published>2010-04-22T08:13:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:13:36.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O pedinte...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Era uma vez um pedinte que vai bater à porta de uma senhora. Toca à campainha e a senhora abre a porta e diz: - Vem pedir uma moeda, não é?&lt;br /&gt;- Queria que lhe viesse pedir em casamento, não?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-1229120146753256807?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/1229120146753256807/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=1229120146753256807' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1229120146753256807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1229120146753256807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-pedinte.html' title='O pedinte...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4520076735562767909</id><published>2010-04-22T08:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:13:14.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O eco...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Entre dois amigos:&lt;br /&gt;- Olha, ali em baixo é o vale do eco!&lt;br /&gt;- Ai é?! Então vamos lá.&lt;br /&gt;Quando lá chegaram diz um:&lt;br /&gt;- Olá!...&lt;br /&gt;Diz o eco:&lt;br /&gt;- Olá!... Olá!...&lt;br /&gt;Diz então o outro:&lt;br /&gt;- Otorrinolaringologista!&lt;br /&gt;Diz o eco:&lt;br /&gt;-Otoquê?... Otoquê?...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4520076735562767909?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4520076735562767909/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4520076735562767909' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4520076735562767909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4520076735562767909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/o-eco.html' title='O eco...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4470645786136627669</id><published>2010-04-22T08:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:12:38.981-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ler livros e gravida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Estão três alentejanos a conversar e um diz:&lt;br /&gt;-No outro dia aconteceu-me uma coisa estranha. A minha mulher estava grávida foi ler o livro dos três porquinhos e teve três gémeos.&lt;br /&gt;E diz o outro:&lt;br /&gt;-Que estranho! A minha mulher quando estava grávida leu o livro da Branca de neve e os sete anões e teve sete gémeos&lt;br /&gt;De repente o outro alentejano começa a correr.&lt;br /&gt;E diz o outro:&lt;br /&gt;-Então compadre porque é que vai a correr?&lt;br /&gt;-É que a minha mulher está grávida e vai ler o livro dos cento e um dálmatas.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4470645786136627669?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4470645786136627669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4470645786136627669' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4470645786136627669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4470645786136627669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/ler-livros-e-gravida.html' title='Ler livros e gravida...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2164439048656215131</id><published>2010-04-22T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-22T08:11:46.514-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='banana'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anedotas'/><title type='text'>Uma banana no ouvido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Verdana, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;Vai um indivíduo num comboio com uma banana enfiada no ouvido. Chega um senhor ao seu lado e começa a ficar com uma cara muito estranha. Não se contendo mais, vira-se para ele e diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Desculpe mas o senhor tem uma banana no ouvido.&lt;br /&gt;- O quê?&lt;br /&gt;- O Senhor tem uma banana no ouvido!&lt;br /&gt;- O quê?&lt;br /&gt;- Tem uma banana no ouvido!&lt;br /&gt;- Podia falar mais alto, é que eu tenho uma banana no ouvido.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2164439048656215131?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2164439048656215131/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2164439048656215131' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2164439048656215131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2164439048656215131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/04/uma-banana-no-ouvido.html' title='Uma banana no ouvido...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-8816081573687702984</id><published>2010-03-01T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T06:29:23.055-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma maneira de ensinar as crianças....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Um pai judeu, com a melhor das intenções, enviou o seu filho para o colégio&amp;nbsp;mais caro da comunidade Judia.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Apesar das suas intenções, Samuel não ligava puto às aulas.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Notas do primeiro mês:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matemática 2&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Geografia 3.5&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Historia 1.7&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Literatura 2&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Comportamento 0&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Estas espantosas classificações repetiam-se de mês a mês,&amp;nbsp; até&amp;nbsp;que o pai se&amp;nbsp;cansou:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Samuel ouve bem o que te vou dizer, se no próximo mês as tuas notas e o&amp;nbsp;teu comportamento não melhorarem, vou mandar-te estudar para um&amp;nbsp; colégio&amp;nbsp;católico.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; No mês seguinte as notas do Samuel foram uma tragédia, só comparável ao&amp;nbsp;naufrágio do Titanic, e o pai cumpriu com a sua palavra. Através de um&amp;nbsp;rabino próximo da sua família, contactou com um bispo que lhe&lt;br /&gt;recomendou um bom&amp;nbsp;Colégio Franciscano para o qual Samuel foi&amp;nbsp; enviado.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Notas do primeiro mês:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matemáticas 18&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Geografia 16&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Historia 18&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Literatura 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Comportamento 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Notas do segundo mês:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Matemáticas 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Geografia 18&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Historia 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Literatura 20&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Comportamento 20.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O pai surpreendido, perguntou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Samuel, o que te aconteceu para ires tão bem na escola? Como é que se&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; deu este milagre?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - Não sei papá. Apresentaram-me a todos os colegas e a todos os&amp;nbsp;professores&amp;nbsp;e&amp;nbsp; logo nessa tarde fomos a uma igreja.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;Quando entrei, vi um homem crucificado, com pregos nas mãos e nos pés,&amp;nbsp;com cara de ter sofrido muito e todo&amp;nbsp; ensanguentado.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Perguntei: - quem é Ele?&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; E respondeu-me um aluno dos cursos superiores:&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; - 'Ele era um judeu como tu'.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Então eu disse para mim:&amp;nbsp; Fod....., aqui temos que estudar, que&amp;nbsp;estes gajos&amp;nbsp; não são para brincadeiras&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-8816081573687702984?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/8816081573687702984/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=8816081573687702984' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8816081573687702984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/8816081573687702984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2010/03/uma-maneira-de-ensinar-as-criancas.html' title='Uma maneira de ensinar as crianças....'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-659637913017320483</id><published>2010-02-19T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T14:02:38.838-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontra novas pessoas...</title><content type='html'>Regista-te gratuitamente no meetic e encontra novas pessoas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe border="0" frameborder="0" height="250" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://imppt.tradedoubler.com/imp?type(iframe)g(16787648)a(1575414" width="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;O Meetic coloca-o em contacto: depois depende de si/ descubra o resto da&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;história&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontra pessoas&amp;nbsp;perto da tua casa, da tua cidade, no teu ambiente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Tenha encontros divertidos, emocionantes ou experiênciasenriquecedoras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Sinta a diversão do primeiro encontro&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;Expresse a sua personalidade e suba a sua foto no seu perfil/ Revele um&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;pouco mais de si, anexando palavras ao seu perfil.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; 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Para subscrever coloque o seu email na caixa correspondente do lado direito...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o vídeo do sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/Cbk980jV7Ao&amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" 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testículos, na prática do hóquei, foi criado em 1874. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro capacete para protecção da cabeça foi usado em 1974. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi necessário um século para que os homens percebessem que o cérebro também é importante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-9125994323094293544</id><published>2009-12-30T10:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:45:20.434-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho e a composição...</title><content type='html'>É época dos exames finais e a professora &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mandou os seus brilhantes alunos escreverem uma redacção, onde fossem tratados os seguintes temas :&lt;br /&gt;1 - Religião, 2 - Monarquia, 3 - Sexo, 4 - Mistério.&lt;br /&gt;Passado meio minuto, o Joãozinho levanta a mão e diz que terminou.&lt;br /&gt;A professora, sem acreditar, pede-lhe que leia a sua redacção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele levanta-se, pega na folha de papel, coça a garganta e diz :&lt;br /&gt;"Meu Deus! Foram ao cú à Rainha! Quem terá sido ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-9125994323094293544?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/9125994323094293544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=9125994323094293544' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/9125994323094293544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/9125994323094293544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/joaozinho-e-composicao.html' title='Joãozinho e a composição...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-677558728150528891</id><published>2009-12-30T10:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:44:38.629-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho foi apanhado, ou não...</title><content type='html'>A professora pergunta ao Joãozinho :&lt;br /&gt;- Quantos tomates pode o mesmo tomateiro dar ?&lt;br /&gt;- Não sei, professora ....&lt;br /&gt;E com ironia ela diz :&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje apanhei-te, espertinho !&lt;br /&gt;Então o Joãozinho também faz uma pergunta :&lt;br /&gt;- Professora, quantas tetas tem uma porca ?&lt;br /&gt;- Não sei, Joãozinho ..&lt;br /&gt;- Está a ver, a senhora apanhou-me pelos tomates, eu apanho-a pelas tetas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-677558728150528891?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/677558728150528891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=677558728150528891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/677558728150528891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/677558728150528891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/joaozinho-foi-apanhado-ou-nao.html' title='Joãozinho foi apanhado, ou não...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3213325283805584576</id><published>2009-12-30T10:43:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:43:47.334-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho e a rima...</title><content type='html'>Como trabalho de casa a professora pede para os alunos fazerem uma rima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte ..&lt;br /&gt;- Diga a sua rima, Joãozinho ?&lt;br /&gt;- Lá vem o canguru com uma flor no cu.&lt;br /&gt;Indignada, a professora manda-o refazer a rima. No fim da aula ..&lt;br /&gt;- Joãozinho, diga novamente a sua rima&lt;br /&gt;Lá vem o canguru &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com uma flor na bochecha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era para ser no cu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a professora não deixa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6867271331424946054</id><published>2009-12-30T10:42:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:42:33.808-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho e as 3 mulheres...</title><content type='html'>A professora pergunta aos seus alunos :&lt;br /&gt;- Se existem 5 passarinhos num ramo e vocês atirarem e matarem um, quantos sobram ?&lt;br /&gt;- Nenhum - responde o Joãozinho.&lt;br /&gt;A professora fica surpresa com a resposta :&lt;br /&gt;- Nenhum ?&lt;br /&gt;- Claro... com o barulho do tiro todos levantam voo !&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, não era essa a resposta que eu esperava, mas gosto da tua maneira de pensar !&lt;br /&gt;- E agora, posso fazer-lhe eu uma pergunta ? - Pediu Joãozinho.&lt;br /&gt;- Pode, Joãozinho.&lt;br /&gt;- Estão 3 mulheres sentadas num banco a comer sorvete. Uma está lambendo, outra está chupando e a terceira está mordendo. Qual delas é a casada?&lt;br /&gt;A professora fica vermelha, mas responde, timidamente :&lt;br /&gt;- A que está chupando?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, a casada é a que tem a aliança no dedo, mas eu também gosto da sua maneira de pensar ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-6867271331424946054?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6867271331424946054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6867271331424946054' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6867271331424946054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6867271331424946054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/joaozinho-e-as-3-mulheres.html' title='Joãozinho e as 3 mulheres...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2646482442732814985</id><published>2009-12-30T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:41:57.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Joãozinho quer ser engenheiro...</title><content type='html'>O professor pergunta ao Joãozinho :&lt;br /&gt;- Qual vai ser a sua profissão Joãozinho ?&lt;br /&gt;- Vou ser Engenheiro !&lt;br /&gt;- E o que é que um Engenheiro faz ?&lt;br /&gt;- Bebe cerveja, anda de moto e come gajas ...&lt;br /&gt;- Joãozinho ! Vais imediatamente ao Director !&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma conversa dura com o Director, o Joãozinho vai para casa e a mãe pergunta :&lt;br /&gt;- Porque é que chegaste mais cedo, meu querido ?&lt;br /&gt;- Porque na aula eu disse que vou ser Engenheiro ...&lt;br /&gt;- E então, o que é que um Engenheiro faz de mal ?&lt;br /&gt;- É... o professor perguntou-me a mesma coisa e eu respondi que bebe cerveja, anda de moto e come a mulherada ....&lt;br /&gt;- Joãozinho, seu malcriadão ! Já para o quarto de castigo !&lt;br /&gt;O Joãozinho fica de castigo, pensa, pensa e volta para falar com a mãe.&lt;br /&gt;- Mãe ... então, acho que vou ser Engenheiro Júnior !&lt;br /&gt;- E então, o que é que um Engenheiro júnior faz ?&lt;br /&gt;- Bebe sumol, anda de bicicleta e bate punhetas ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2646482442732814985?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2646482442732814985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2646482442732814985' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2646482442732814985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2646482442732814985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/joaozinho-quer-ser-engenheiro.html' title='Joãozinho quer ser engenheiro...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7171998806870855996</id><published>2009-12-30T10:40:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:40:56.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>As 12 Frases Mais Mentirosas da Humanidade</title><content type='html'>Advogado: Este processo é rápido &lt;br /&gt;Vendedor: Qualquer coisa, volta cá que nós trocamos &lt;br /&gt;Anfitrião: Já vais? Ainda é cedo ! &lt;br /&gt;Aniversariante: – Um presente? A tua presença é o mais importante… &lt;br /&gt;Bêbado: Sei perfeitamente o que estou a dizer &lt;br /&gt;Casal Sem Filhos: Visite-nos sempre; adoramos as suas crianças &lt;br /&gt;Dentista: Não vai doer nada &lt;br /&gt;Devedor: Amanhã, sem falta ! &lt;br /&gt;Gerente de Banco: Trabalhamos com as taxas mais baixas do mercado &lt;br /&gt;Orador: Apenas duas palavras &lt;br /&gt;Sapateiro: Depois alarga no pé &lt;br /&gt;Viciado: Este é o último&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7171998806870855996?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7171998806870855996/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7171998806870855996' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7171998806870855996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7171998806870855996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/as-12-frases-mais-mentirosas-da.html' title='As 12 Frases Mais Mentirosas da Humanidade'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-1726995156256853796</id><published>2009-12-30T10:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:38:27.075-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A mente humana...</title><content type='html'>Fixe seus olhos no texto abaixo e deixe que a sua mente leia corretamente o que está escrito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35T3 P3QU3N0 T3XTO 53RV3 4P3N45 P4R4 M05TR4R COMO NO554 C4B3Ç4 CONS3GU3 F4Z3R CO1545 1MPR3551ON4ANT35! 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Com todas as outras, fiquei acordado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5673655842310605008?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5673655842310605008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5673655842310605008' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5673655842310605008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5673655842310605008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-bom-marido.html' title='O bom marido...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-1316829288351459325</id><published>2009-12-30T10:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:36:19.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>À PORTUGUESA</title><content type='html'>Num hotel da Suiça para esquiadores, havia um cartaz informando as condições da neve: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Neuchatel, 12cm, mole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lausanne, 18cm, escorregadia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Schaffhausen, 15cm, consistente. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por baixo alguém escreveu: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sebastião da Silva, 24cm, rija. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-1316829288351459325?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/1316829288351459325/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=1316829288351459325' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1316829288351459325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1316829288351459325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/portuguesa.html' title='À PORTUGUESA'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3729216365245521388</id><published>2009-12-30T10:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:35:43.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Calor e frio...</title><content type='html'>Um casal de idosos vai ao médico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao terminar o exame, o médico diz ao velhinho: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A sua saúde parece boa. O senhor tem alguma pergunta, ou existe alguma coisa que o preocupe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Na verdade, existe. Depois de fazer amor com a minha esposa, em geral sinto muito calor depois da primeira, e, depois da segunda, sinto muito frio senhor doutor! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O médico diz que nunca ouviu falar disso e vai pesquisar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em seguida, o médico examina a velhinha, e diz: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tudo está muito bem com a senhora. Existe alguma coisa que a preocupe? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A senhora diz que não tem nenhuma pergunta ou preocupação. O médico então diz-lhe: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-O seu marido diz ter um problema um pouco estranho. Ele disse que sente muito calor depois de fazer amor na primeira vez, e que sente muito frio depois da segunda. A Sra. tem ideia do porquê? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Oh, aquele velho maluco! &lt;br /&gt;É porque a primeira é em Julho, e a segunda, em Dezembro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;texto=baixo&amp;consola_entrada=sim" frameborder="no" scrolling="no" align="middle" width="468" height="60" allowtransparency="true" leftmargin="0" topmargin="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3729216365245521388?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3729216365245521388/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3729216365245521388' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3729216365245521388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3729216365245521388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/calor-e-frio.html' title='Calor e frio...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6146985839386816239</id><published>2009-12-30T10:33:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:33:23.748-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nimguem quer ir para o Iraque...</title><content type='html'>A Freirinha e o soldado &lt;br /&gt;Um soldado chegou a correr a uma encruzilhada na estrada e encontrou uma freira. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem fôlego, pediu: &lt;br /&gt;- Por favor, irmã, posso esconder-me por baixo das suas saias por um momento, eu explico-lhe o motivo mais tarde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um instante após, dois sargentos do Exército chegam a correr e perguntam à freira: &lt;br /&gt;- Irmã, a senhora viu um soldado por aqui, a correr? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A freira respondeu: &lt;br /&gt;- Ele foi por ali! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após os dois sargentos desaparecerem na curva, o soldado saiu debaixo do hábito da freira e disse: &lt;br /&gt;- Não lhe posso agradecer o suficiente, irmã, mas é que eu não quero ir para o Iraque. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A irmã responde: &lt;br /&gt;- Acho que posso compreender inteiramente o seu temor. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O soldado então disse: &lt;br /&gt;- Espero que a não me ache impertinente, ou rude, mas a senhora tem um belo par de pernas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao que a freira disse: &lt;br /&gt;- Se você tivesse olhado um pouco mais para cima, teria visto um belo par de tomates. 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Ele com medo de pecar foge e vai confessar-se. &lt;br /&gt;O padre diz-lhe que vá para casa comer 5Kg de favas. &lt;br /&gt;- Sr. padre eu não sou um cavalo. &lt;br /&gt;- Mas és burro! &lt;br /&gt;Primeiro f*** depois é que te confessavas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5792828937903648140?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5792828937903648140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5792828937903648140' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5792828937903648140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5792828937903648140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-sportinguista-e-viuva.html' title='O Sportinguista e a Viuva'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7801239374619897069</id><published>2009-12-30T10:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:27:33.412-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nome de Índio...</title><content type='html'>O índio vai ao cartório e o funcionário o atende: &lt;br /&gt;- Em que posso ajudá-lo senhor? &lt;br /&gt;- Índio querer mudar de nome. &lt;br /&gt;- Mas senhor, os nomes indígenas são parte de suas raízes culturais. Tem certeza mesmo de que deseja mudá-lo? Não quer pensar mais um pouco? &lt;br /&gt;- Sim! índio ter certeza, não precisa pensar mais. Índio não vê mais sentido em ter esse nome… muito comprido! &lt;br /&gt;- Bom, sendo assim… Qual é o seu nome atual? &lt;br /&gt;- Grande-Nuvem-Azul-Que-Leva-Mensagem-Para-Outro-Lado-da-Montanha-e-do-Mundo. &lt;br /&gt;- E como o senhor deseja se chamar? &lt;br /&gt;- E-mail! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7801239374619897069?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7801239374619897069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7801239374619897069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7801239374619897069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7801239374619897069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/nome-de-indio.html' title='Nome de Índio...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-1810854052137841437</id><published>2009-12-30T10:26:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:26:30.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os habitantes de Évora...</title><content type='html'>Um alentejano vai a um concurso de televisão e o apresentador pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Como se chamam os habitantes de Évora? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após 4 minutos de silêncio, o alentejano responde: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porra, todos, todos na sei!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-1810854052137841437?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/1810854052137841437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=1810854052137841437' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1810854052137841437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/1810854052137841437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-habitantes-de-evora.html' title='Os habitantes de Évora...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7387761410887269671</id><published>2009-12-30T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:25:52.449-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os dois leões que fugiram do Zoo...</title><content type='html'>Dois leões fugiram do Jardim Zoológico. &lt;br /&gt;Na hora da fuga, cada um tomou um &lt;br /&gt;rumo diferente, para despistar &lt;br /&gt;os perseguidores. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dos leões foi para as matas &lt;br /&gt;e o outro foi para o &lt;br /&gt;centro da cidade. &lt;br /&gt;Procuraram os leões por todo &lt;br /&gt;o lado, mas ninguém os &lt;br /&gt;encontrou. &lt;br /&gt;Depois de um mês, para surpresa geral, &lt;br /&gt;o leão que voltou foi justamente &lt;br /&gt;o que fugira para as matas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltou magro, faminto, alquebrado. &lt;br /&gt;Foi preciso pedir a um deputado &lt;br /&gt;que arranjasse uma &lt;br /&gt;vaga no Jardim Zoológico. &lt;br /&gt;Assim, o leão foi &lt;br /&gt;reconduzido a sua jaula. &lt;br /&gt;Passaram-se oito meses e &lt;br /&gt;ninguém mais se lembrou do &lt;br /&gt;leão que fugira para &lt;br /&gt;o centro da cidade, quando &lt;br /&gt;um dia, o bicho foi &lt;br /&gt;recapturado e voltou ao &lt;br /&gt;Jardim Zoológico gordo, &lt;br /&gt;sadio, vendendo saúde. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mal ficaram juntos de novo, &lt;br /&gt;o leão que fugira para a &lt;br /&gt;floresta perguntou &lt;br /&gt;ao colega: &lt;br /&gt;- Como é que conseguiste ficar &lt;br /&gt;na cidade esse tempo &lt;br /&gt;todo e ainda voltar &lt;br /&gt;com saúde? &lt;br /&gt;Eu, que fugi para a mata, tive que &lt;br /&gt;voltar, porque quase não &lt;br /&gt;encontrava o que c omer ... !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O outro leão então explicou: &lt;br /&gt;- Enchi-me de coragem &lt;br /&gt;e fui esconder-me numa &lt;br /&gt;repartição pública. &lt;br /&gt;Cada dia comia um funcionário &lt;br /&gt;e ninguém dava por falta dele. &lt;br /&gt;- E por que voltaste então para cá? &lt;br /&gt;Tinham acabado &lt;br /&gt;os funcionários? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Nada disso. &lt;br /&gt;Funcionário público é coisa &lt;br /&gt;que nunca se acaba. &lt;br /&gt;É que eu cometi um &lt;br /&gt;erro gravíssimo. &lt;br /&gt;Tinha comido o diretor &lt;br /&gt;geral, dois superintendentes, &lt;br /&gt;cinco adjuntos, três coordenadores, &lt;br /&gt;dez assessores, &lt;br /&gt;doze chefes de seção, &lt;br /&gt;quinze chefes de &lt;br /&gt;divisão,várias secretárias, &lt;br /&gt;dezenas de funcionários &lt;br /&gt;e ninguém deu por falta deles! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas... No dia em que eu comi &lt;br /&gt;o que servia o &lt;br /&gt;cafezinho... &lt;br /&gt;Estraguei tudo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7387761410887269671?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7387761410887269671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7387761410887269671' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7387761410887269671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7387761410887269671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-dois-leoes-que-fugiram-do-zoo.html' title='Os dois leões que fugiram do Zoo...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-2879539451414012620</id><published>2009-12-30T10:24:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:24:37.111-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Eutanásia - para reflectir - relato real de um homem...</title><content type='html'>Ontem, eu e a minha mulher estávamos sentados na sala, a falar das muitas coisas da vida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos a falar de viver e morrer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então eu disse-lhe : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca me deixes viver num estado vegetativo, dependendo de uma máquina e de líquidos. Se me vires nesse estado, desliga tudo o que me mantém vivo, ok? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vocês acreditam que a filha da pu** levantou-se, desligou a televisão e deitou fora a cerveja que eu estava a beber ?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2879539451414012620?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2879539451414012620/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2879539451414012620' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2879539451414012620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2879539451414012620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/eutanasia-para-reflectir-relato-real-de.html' title='Eutanásia - para reflectir - relato real de um homem...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5014495823721119661</id><published>2009-12-30T10:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:24:01.130-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Alargamento da UE</title><content type='html'>UM CHECO VAI A UM OFTALMOLOGISTA QUE LHE MOSTRA O CARTAZ COM AS SEGUINTES LETRAS: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"C Z W X N Q S T A C Z" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERGUNTA-LHE: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- CONSEGUE LER? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- "LER?" RESPONDE O CHECO, "EU ATÉ CONHEÇO O GAJO!!" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5014495823721119661?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5014495823721119661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5014495823721119661' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5014495823721119661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5014495823721119661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/alargamento-da-ue.html' title='Alargamento da UE'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-6373425870200643454</id><published>2009-12-30T10:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:23:13.786-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os malefícios da Droga...!!!</title><content type='html'>Dois amigos estavam a fumar haxixe e foram presos pela polícia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia do julgamento o juiz, que estava de bom humor, disse: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vocês parecem ser boas pessoas, por isso dar-vos-ei uma segunda hipótese! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em vez de irem para a cadeia, terão que mostrar às pessoas os terríveis malefícios das drogas e convencê-las a largá-las! Compareçam no tribunal daqui uma semana, pois quero saber quantas pessoas convenceram. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na semana seguinte os dois voltaram e o juiz perguntou para o primeiro homem: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Como foi a sua semana rapaz? &lt;br /&gt;- Bem, meritíssimo, eu convenci 17 pessoas a pararem de consumir drogas para sempre! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 17 pessoas? Disse o juiz, satisfeito. Que maravilha! O que lhes disse? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Usei um diagrama, meritíssimo. Desenhei 2 círculos como estes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apontei pró círculo maior e disse: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Este é o seu cérebro em tamanho normal... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois apontei para o círculo menor e disse: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Este é o seu cérebro depois das drogas! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Muito bem! Aplaudiu o juiz, virando-se para o outro. E você como foi a sua semana? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu convenci 234 pessoas, meritíssimo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 234 pessoas? Exclamou o juiz, saltando da cadeira. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Incrível! Como é que conseguiu isso? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Utilizei um método parecido com o do meu colega. Desenhei 2 círculos como estes: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eu apontei para o círculo menor e disse: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Este é o teu cú antes de ires para a prisão... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-6373425870200643454?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/6373425870200643454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=6373425870200643454' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6373425870200643454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/6373425870200643454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/os-maleficios-da-droga.html' title='Os malefícios da Droga...!!!'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-5191481943749140015</id><published>2009-12-30T10:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:21:02.282-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é Contabilidade?</title><content type='html'>PARA QUEM NÃO ENTENDE NADA DE CONTABILIDADE, VAMOS &lt;br /&gt;EXPLICAR MAIS OU MENOS COMO FUNCIONA: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solteira é .......................Crédito; &lt;br /&gt;A casada é.......................Débito; &lt;br /&gt;A cunhada é.....................Provisão para Devedores Duvidosos; &lt;br /&gt;A bonita é.........................Lançamento Certo; &lt;br /&gt;A feia é..............................Estorno; &lt;br /&gt;A feia e rica é...................Conta de Compensação; &lt;br /&gt;A bonita e rica é...............Lucro Certo; &lt;br /&gt;A ex-namorada é.............Saldo de Exercícios Anteriores; &lt;br /&gt;A namorada é..................Resultado de Exercício Futuro; &lt;br /&gt;A noiva é...........................Reserva Legal; &lt;br /&gt;A esposa é.......................Capital Integralizado; &lt;br /&gt;A vizinha é......................Acções de Outras Companhias; &lt;br /&gt;A amante é.......................Empresa Coligada; &lt;br /&gt;As que fazem operações plásticas são...........Obras e Benfeitorias; &lt;br /&gt;As restantes são..................Obras em Andamento; &lt;br /&gt;As que dão bola são............ Incentivos Recebidos; &lt;br /&gt;As que não são viúvas, casadas ou solteiras são.......Contas a Classificar; &lt;br /&gt;As que muito namoram e não se casam são...........Saldo à Disposição da Assembleia; &lt;br /&gt;As que são surpreendidas em flagrante são.............Passivo a Descoberto; &lt;br /&gt;A sogra pode ser classificada como PREJUÍZO ACUMULADO &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-5191481943749140015?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/5191481943749140015/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=5191481943749140015' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5191481943749140015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/5191481943749140015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/o-que-e-contabilidade.html' title='O que é Contabilidade?'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-7627756998157730156</id><published>2009-12-30T10:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:20:19.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DITADOS na Era Digital...</title><content type='html'>Como vivemos numa Era Digital, foi feita uma revisão aos antigos ditados populares para adaptá-los à actualidade: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01. A pressa é inimiga da ligação. &lt;br /&gt;02. Amigos, amigos, passwords à parte. &lt;br /&gt;03. Antes só, do que em chats aborrecidos. &lt;br /&gt;04. A ficheiro grátis não se olha o formato. &lt;br /&gt;05. Diz-me que chat frequentas e dir-te-ei quem és. &lt;br /&gt;06. Para bom fornecedor uma password basta. &lt;br /&gt;07. Não adianta chorar sobre ficheiro apagado. &lt;br /&gt;08. Em briga de namorados virtuais não se mete o mouse. &lt;br /&gt;09. Em terra off-line, quem tem um 486 é rei. &lt;br /&gt;10. Hacker que ladra, não morde. &lt;br /&gt;11. Mais vale um ficheiro no HD do que dois a descarregar. &lt;br /&gt;12. Rato sujo limpa-se em casa. &lt;br /&gt;13. Melhor prevenir do que formatar. &lt;br /&gt;14. O barato sai caro. E lento. &lt;br /&gt;15. Quando a esmola é muita, o santo desconfia que tem um vírus anexado. &lt;br /&gt;16. Quando um não quer, dois não teclam. &lt;br /&gt;17. Quem ama um 486, Pentium 5 lhe parece. &lt;br /&gt;18. Quem clica os seus males multiplica. &lt;br /&gt;19. Quem com vírus infecta, com vírus será infectado. &lt;br /&gt;20. Quem envia o que quer, recebe o que não quer. &lt;br /&gt;21. Quem não tem banda larga, caça com modem. &lt;br /&gt;22. Quem nunca errou, que clique na primeira tecla. &lt;br /&gt;23. Quem semeia e-mails, colhe spams. &lt;br /&gt;24. Quem tem dedo vai a Roma.com. &lt;br /&gt;25. Um é pouco, dois é bom, três é chat ou lista virtual. &lt;br /&gt;26. Vão-se os ficheiros, ficam os back-ups. &lt;br /&gt;27. Diz-me que computador tens e dir-te-ei quem és. &lt;br /&gt;28. Há dois tipos de pessoas na informática. Os que perderam o HD e os que ainda vão perder... &lt;br /&gt;29. Uma impressora disse para outra: Essa folha é tua ou é impressão minha. &lt;br /&gt;30. Aluno de informática não copia, faz backup. &lt;br /&gt;31. O problema do computador é o USB (Utilizador Super Burro). &lt;br /&gt;32. Na informática nada se perde, nada se cria. Tudo se copia... e depois se cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-7627756998157730156?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/7627756998157730156/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=7627756998157730156' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7627756998157730156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/7627756998157730156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/ditados-na-era-digital.html' title='DITADOS na Era Digital...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3647259651147676980</id><published>2009-12-30T10:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:19:32.898-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Só acontece de 2000 em 2000 anos...</title><content type='html'>Uma senhora levou a filha de 17 anos ao médico, queixando-se que a miúda andava com vómitos... tonturas... que tinha perdido o apetite...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O médico, observada a rapariga, concluiu: - Minha senhora! A sua filha esta grávida de 3 meses! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A minha filha???? Ela nunca esteve sozinha com um homem! Não é verdade, Carla Susana?!?!? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu nem sequer beijei ainda um homem, mãe...! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O médico armou-se de uns binóculos que tirou da gaveta, aproximou-se da janela e ficou, calado, a perscrutar o infinito... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passados minutos, a mãe da Carla Susana, admirada e farta de esperar, perguntou ao médico o que se passava. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Da última vez que isto sucedeu, nasceu uma estrela no oriente e chegaram três reis magos. Desta vez não vou perder o espectáculo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-3647259651147676980?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/3647259651147676980/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=3647259651147676980' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3647259651147676980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/3647259651147676980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-acontece-de-2000-em-2000-anos.html' title='Só acontece de 2000 em 2000 anos...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-3494481755731964121</id><published>2009-12-30T10:18:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:18:38.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A secretaria de socrates...</title><content type='html'>A secretária de Sócrates estava apaixonada por ele, mas este nem percebia... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia, depois do expediente, entrou na sala dele com um vestido bastante provocante, fechou a porta e caminhou languidamente até à mesa, com ares de Mónica Lewinski, propondo-lhe, de forma ofegante: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sr. Primeiro Ministro, vamos fazer uma sacanice? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vamos!... 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Lá encontra o Diabo que lhe diz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como castigo pelos teus pecados em vida, vais ficar uma eternidade dentro de um imenso tanque cheio de m**** e atolado até ao queixo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele olha para o lado e vê a Manuela Ferreira Leite dentro do mesmo tanque com a m**** só pela cintura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O carteiro irritado, chama o demónio e reclama: &lt;br /&gt;- Desculpa lá!! Assim não dá!! Tem dó, eu não roubei tanto assim! Só roubei o dinheiro dos reformados de Vila Nova de Gaia, mas nunca ninguém conseguiu provar nada contra mim e estou aqui quase afogado em m****, enquanto a Manuela que roubou a reforma a tantos funcionários públicos e pensionistas, está atolada em m**** só até à cintura? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O diabo, muito zangado, olha para a Manuela e grita: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Manela! Sai já de cima da cabeça do Sócrates Porra!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-2548241227632401356?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/2548241227632401356/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=2548241227632401356' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2548241227632401356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/2548241227632401356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/seita-dos-viloes.html' title='A seita dos vilões...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-9206425308617445783</id><published>2009-12-30T10:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:17:06.110-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Auto Estima</title><content type='html'>Um dia, a rosa encontrou a couve-flor e disse: &lt;br /&gt;- Que petulância te chamarem de Flor! &lt;br /&gt;Veja sua pele: é áspera e rude, enquanto a minha é lisa e sedosa. &lt;br /&gt;Veja seu cheiro: é desagradável e repulsivo, enquanto o meu perfume é sensual e envolvente... &lt;br /&gt;Veja seu corpo: é grosseiro e feio, enquanto o meu é delicado e elegante. &lt;br /&gt;Eu, sim, sou uma flor! &lt;br /&gt;E a couve-flor respondeu: &lt;br /&gt;-HELLOOOOOU, QUERIDAAAA!!! ACORDAAAAAAA!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De quê adianta ser tão linda, se ninguém te come ??? 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Os casados olham o que tem na cama e vão para o frigorífico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4592885320516743417?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4592885320516743417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4592885320516743417' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4592885320516743417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4592885320516743417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/tenta-entender.html' title='Tenta entender...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4770504704745480536</id><published>2009-12-30T10:13:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:13:19.836-08:00</updated><title type='text'>No vaticano...</title><content type='html'>A Delta Cafés solicitou uma reunião com o Papa no Vaticano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após receber a bênção do mesmo, o representante disse ao Papa: &lt;br /&gt;- Vossa Santidade, nós temos uma oferta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Delta está disposta a doar 50 milhões de EURs à Igreja, se a Vossa Santidade mudar a frase da oração Pai-Nosso, de "o pão-nosso de cada dia nos dai hoje" para "o café nosso de cada dia nos dai hoje". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Papa responde: &lt;br /&gt;- Isso é impossível. A oração é a palavra do Senhor e não pode ser mudada. &lt;br /&gt;- Bem, diz o homem, nós já prevíamos a sua relutância e, por isso, nós aumentamos a oferta para 100 milhões de EURs. Tudo o que pedimos é que se mude a frase de pão para café. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novamente o Papa responde: &lt;br /&gt;- Isso, meu filho, é impossível. A prece é a palavra de Deus e não pode ser mudada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente, o homem da Delta diz: &lt;br /&gt;- Vossa Santidade, nós da Delta respeitamos a Vossa fé, mas nós temos uma oferta final: doaremos 500 milhões de EURs para a Igreja Católica, simplesmente se a frase "o pão-nosso de cada dia" for mudada para "o café nosso de cada dia". &lt;br /&gt;Por favor, pense nisso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o homem retirou-se. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia seguinte, o Papa convoca o Colégio dos Cardeais e diz: &lt;br /&gt;- Tenho 2 notícias para dar: uma má e a outra boa. A boa notícia é que a Igreja vai receber uma doação de 500 milhões EURs. &lt;br /&gt;- E a má notícia, Santidade? - pergunta um dos cardeais. &lt;br /&gt;Responde o Papa: &lt;br /&gt;-Vamos rescindir o contrato com a Panrico ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4770504704745480536?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4770504704745480536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4770504704745480536' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4770504704745480536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4770504704745480536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/no-vaticano.html' title='No vaticano...'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-4429340418021173908</id><published>2009-12-30T10:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:12:16.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>São os reporteres</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dois miúdos estavam a sair do Estádio de Alvalade, quando  um deles é atacado por um cão, da raça Rottweiler. &lt;br /&gt;O outro miúdo ,  imediatamente, agarra num tubo de metal e dá com ele na cabeça do animal ,  matando-o , permitindo assim que o amigo escape apenas com alguns arranhões.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao ver a cena, um jornalista que passava pelo local correu para ser o  primeiro a cobrir o acontecimento e escreveu no seu caderno de apontamentos:  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #006600;"&gt;"Jovem Verde e branco, salva amigo do ataque dum  cão." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mas eu não sou Verde e branco, disse o miúdo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E  então, o repórter corrige para: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;"Bravo pequeno herói  benfiquista salva amigo das garras de animal feroz."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mas eu  também não sou benfiquista, disse o miúdo novamente. &lt;br /&gt;- Desculpa outra vez,  apenas pensei que como estamos em Lisboa e não és Verde e branco, deverias ser  benfiquista. Afinal, de que clube és tu? &lt;br /&gt;- Sou Portista. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o  repórter volta a escrever no seu caderno: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;"Delinquente portista assassina brutalmente animal doméstico  indefeso"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe align="middle" allowtransparency="true" frameborder="no" height="60" leftmargin="0" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" scrolling="no" src="http://pubsrv.netlucro.com/iframe/?wid=20576&amp;amp;site=da:at:int_ecom:espig:mheli:masas:mtlboost:mrobot:adfit:mrodas:minsecto:dmetal:hfit:microv:prdusb:mnd:mnfum&amp;amp;tamanho=468x60&amp;amp;texto=baixo&amp;amp;consola_entrada=sim" topmargin="0" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe frameborder="0" height="60" scrolling="no" src="http://action.metaffiliation.com/emplacement.php?emp=37172Ie3b4716ae4546335" width="468"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8573128910973894317-4429340418021173908?l=kerorir.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/feeds/4429340418021173908/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8573128910973894317&amp;postID=4429340418021173908' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4429340418021173908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8573128910973894317/posts/default/4429340418021173908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kerorir.blogspot.com/2009/12/sao-os-reporteres.html' title='São os reporteres'/><author><name>Teixeira</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8573128910973894317.post-936613141750508905</id><published>2009-12-30T10:10:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T10:10:49.170-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O corpo humano</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt; resolveu dar uma volta pelo  interior do corpo, chegou ao &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;pâncreas&lt;/span&gt; e disse: &lt;br /&gt;-  Olá &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;pâncreas&lt;/span&gt;, eu sou o &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;.  Prazer em conhecê-lo, o senhor é muito simpático. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subiu mais um pouco e  chegou ao &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;fígado&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;br /&gt;- Olá &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;fígado&lt;/span&gt; que satisfação em conhecê-lo, eu sou o &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;Pass2 lá em casa um dia destes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim foi  com todos os órgãos até chegar ao &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;O  &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt; apanha o &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt; a  jeito, começa-lhe a apertar as artérias, dá-lhe uma valente surra até o  desgraçado do &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;coração&lt;/span&gt; conseguir perguntar-lhe  assustado: &lt;br /&gt;- Oh &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;, foste tão gentil com todos os  outros e comigo tratas-me desta maneira? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O &lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;cu&lt;/span&gt;  respondeu: &lt;br /&gt;- Pois é, filho da p***. 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