<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230</id><updated>2011-11-14T22:35:45.505-03:00</updated><title type='text'>♥ Do Que as Gurias ♀ Gostam</title><subtitle type='html'>Pra acabar com esse dilema de que os homens não prestam e que as mulheres são muito complicadas...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-5129285200357774652</id><published>2010-06-23T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T23:11:51.986-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Conto de fadas para mulheres do séc. 21</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Era uma vez uma linda moça que perguntou a um lindo rapaz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;- Você quer casar comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;Ele respondeu: NÃO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;E a moça viveu feliz para sempre, foi viajar, fez compras, conheceu muitos&lt;br 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;outros rapazes, visitou muitos lugares, foi morar na&amp;nbsp;praia, comprou outro&lt;br 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;carro, mobiliou sua casa, sempre estava sorrindo e de bom humor, nunca lhe&lt;br 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;faltava nada, bebia cerveja com as amigas sempre que estava com vontade e&lt;br 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;ninguém mandava nela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;O rapaz ficou barrigudo, careca, o pinto caiu, a bunda murchou, ficou&lt;br 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;sozinho e pobre, pois não se constrói nada sem uma MULHER.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;FIM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 22px; margin-bottom: 1.571em; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Luís Fernando Veríssimo)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-5129285200357774652?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/5129285200357774652/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/06/conto-de-fadas-para-mulheres-do-sec-21.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5129285200357774652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5129285200357774652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/06/conto-de-fadas-para-mulheres-do-sec-21.html' title='Conto de fadas para mulheres do séc. 21'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-706009312739827230</id><published>2010-06-11T10:42:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T10:42:03.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rapidinhas da moda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="entry" style="font-family: Tahoma, Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; 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;&lt;div class="mceTemp mceIEcenter" 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; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong 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;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coisas que não combinam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;strong 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;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Baby look e gordinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pochete e bom gosto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Joanete e sandália&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Black tie e rasteirinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Biquíni e pneus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cacharrel e papada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Anágua e juventude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Calça skinny e travesti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Batom vermelho e discrição&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; 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margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tererê e Tailler&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; 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;&lt;strong 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;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; 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;&lt;strong 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;&lt;span style="color: #ff00cc; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Frases de roupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um bom sapato carrega um corpo cansado e levanta uma alma do chão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;2-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nunca economize com uma bolsa, ela carrega sua identidade e seus segredos.&lt;br 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;Do seu RG ao vibrador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br 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;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;3-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Cílios postiços piscando são pequenas carícias na virilha na hora do sexo oral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;4-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meia calça e rapidinha não combinam.&lt;br 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;Rapidinha combina com mini saia, cinta liga, escada de incêndio e patrão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;5-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Bata branca só se for a Gretchen, &amp;nbsp;paquita, Madonna ou Lady Gaga.&lt;br 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;Ah, e sertanejo… universitário.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;6-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Algumas mulheres na praia podem usar biquínis.&lt;br 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;Outras collant.&lt;br 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;Algumas mais… Com meia calça.&lt;br 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;Outras, sem dúvida burca.&lt;br 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;Outras: O interior de sua casa é sempre seu melhor amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;7-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Existe uma coisa que une a mulher casada, a solteira, a viúva, a evangélica, a prostituta e o travesti: A bolsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;8-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ela é a privada dos acessórios femininos, toda mulher usa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;9-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Não adianta: O melhor acessório de uma mulher é um homem tonto e endinheirado pendurado no ombro delicado dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #6600ff; 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;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10-&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Calcinha e sutiã beges são equivalentes ao papel higiênico não macio, não picotado e sem Aloe Vera, ou seja, não presta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 20px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Por Evandro Santo - Espia Só&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;a href="http://contigo.abril.com.br/blog/espia-so/"&gt;http://contigo.abril.com.br/blog/espia-so/&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #777777; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px;"&gt;quarta-feira, 28 de abril de 2010 por Revista Contigo!&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/5209392065774385230-706009312739827230?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/706009312739827230/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/06/rapidinhas-da-moda.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/706009312739827230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/706009312739827230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/06/rapidinhas-da-moda.html' title='Rapidinhas da moda'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-3896648933910102754</id><published>2010-05-30T12:36:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T22:57:21.180-04:00</updated><title type='text'>breve inspiração</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TAKWRqHgb0I/AAAAAAAAAfk/GnYdLTugkB8/s1600/546680nw4tzmx59v.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TAKWRqHgb0I/AAAAAAAAAfk/GnYdLTugkB8/s200/546680nw4tzmx59v.jpg" width="185" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;To pagando pra ver o dia em que alguém vai me amar. Que vai contar as horas pra me encontrar, vai se preocupar em estar arrumadinho, cheiroso e com um gostinho bom, pra me agradar. Alguém que vai pensar em mim o dia todo, que vai &amp;nbsp;querer lembrar-se de coisas que viu e ouviu pra compartilhar comigo. Ele vai achar que fica linda a minha foto na frente do seu celular, ou num porta-retratos na sua cabeceira.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Mas, mesmo que isso nunca aconteça, eu sempre vou amar alguém que nem sabe que eu sinto tudo isso por ele. E mesmo que eu tome coragem pra falar, ele não se importará com isso, e irá me abandonar. Então eu vou ter que esquecer (eu nunca esqueço), terei que superar e começar a procurar outra &lt;/i&gt;p&lt;i&gt;essoa em quem depositar todo esse sentimento.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Afinal, amor não se pede.&lt;/i&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/5209392065774385230-3896648933910102754?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/3896648933910102754/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/05/breve-inspiracao.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/3896648933910102754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/3896648933910102754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/05/breve-inspiracao.html' title='breve inspiração'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TAKWRqHgb0I/AAAAAAAAAfk/GnYdLTugkB8/s72-c/546680nw4tzmx59v.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-1752044043238907141</id><published>2010-05-24T11:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T11:18:43.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/S_DIOOz6kCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Bbdier2134s/s1600/amor_impossivel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="190" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/S_DIOOz6kCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Bbdier2134s/s200/amor_impossivel.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"&gt;Ter alguém te esperando. Que sinta a tua &lt;b&gt;falta&lt;/b&gt; ali do lado, mesmo em silêncio... Pra tirar seu cabelo do rosto. Que te olha com admiração, com desejo, tem prazer em te ver sorrir, melhor: que te faz &lt;b&gt;sorrir&lt;/b&gt;. Alguém que te quer por mais tempo possível, que sente &lt;b&gt;saudades&lt;/b&gt; suas, que &lt;b&gt;precisa de você&lt;/b&gt; pra estar mesmo bem. Que te ligue só pra ouvir tua voz, saber como você está, e quanto mais conversam, mais querem prolongar esse momento. Aquela pessoa que quando pega sua mão e entrelaça os dedos, te faz sentir como se todas as energias fossem transmitidas &lt;/span&gt;em um segundo, te fazendo bem. Sentir o toque &lt;b&gt;estremece&lt;/b&gt; todo o corpo, a suavidade da pele, o perfume, hipnotizam e o tempo para. Queria que o tempo parasse de fato. Abraçar e sentir-se &lt;b&gt;segura&lt;/b&gt;, como se não existisse mais ninguém no mundo, como se estivessem unidos de corpo e alma, e não é possível separar. Você poderia cair, mas ele estaria ali pra te segurar. Todas as sensações materializando um sentimento. Alguém pra cuidar de você, alguém que vai largar tudo pra consolar o teu choro, animar o seu dia. &lt;b&gt;Chorar&lt;/b&gt;, o medo de perder, de não ser correspondido, de não ser o suficiente... Suspirar, imaginar, sonhar, desejar. &lt;b&gt;Amar&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-1752044043238907141?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/1752044043238907141/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/05/untitled.html#comment-form' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/1752044043238907141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/1752044043238907141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/05/untitled.html' title='♥'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/S_DIOOz6kCI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/Bbdier2134s/s72-c/amor_impossivel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-8928601004380514140</id><published>2010-02-24T20:44:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T15:12:16.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O caminho da perdição</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Olá, fofuras da Shei&lt;/span&gt; *-*&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Heis que lhes apresento, com muito, mas muito prazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;O Caminho da Perdição: O HOMEM!&lt;/span&gt; (se liga na letra maiúscula&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cortocabeloepinto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/borat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.cortocabeloepinto.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/borat.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Vou falar em detalhes do que mais nos atrai nessa tentação, até porque já queimei demais os carinhas no post dos 10 tipos com quem não queremos compromisso ^^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Na &lt;i&gt;in-cat&lt;/i&gt; que eu fiz aqui no blog, sobre o que os guris têm de melhor, a maioria dos votos foram na &lt;b&gt;pegada&lt;/b&gt;. Realmente, guri que é guri tem que ter pegada. Mas, como é uma boa pegada? Eu pedi ajuda &lt;strike&gt;aos universitários&lt;/strike&gt; à umas gurias, e nós concordamos em gênero, número e grau:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um guri com pegada é aquele que pega com vontade, te agarra pela cintura, puxa contra o corpo dele e segura bem forte &lt;strike&gt;até você sentir o que não deve&lt;/strike&gt;, te deixa sem fôlego, te passa um calor, desliza a mão pelas tuas costas te estremecendo toda, você fica mole, [e o calor aumentando] desliza a mão pelas tuas costas e com a outra mão te segura pela nuca, pra você saber quem manda alí, ao mesmo tempo acariciando o teu cabelo [e você se perdendo], enquanto você escuta ele sussurrando no teu ouvido que você é a mais linda, ele beija teu pescoço, [e o calor aumentando] você sentindo o perfume dele... (uui)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeP6rbjvKw/SbGR8WyQqCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_bozH4OvuoE/s1600/amasso.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeP6rbjvKw/SbGR8WyQqCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_bozH4OvuoE/s320/amasso.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;e a guria empurra ele pra longe, pra acabar logo com essa pouca vergonha, rram! &lt;b&gt;&amp;gt;=&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;|&lt;/span&gt; (se eu continuasse, isso aqui ia virar um conto erótico) kkkk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pode respirar amiga! &lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; Onde eu tava mesmo?! Ah sim, agora a Shei vai falar da melhor qualidadi dexis gurixinhus cosa maix amada, txutxucos da gentii, que da vontadi di apertaar as buxexas: &lt;b&gt;fofura&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Eu sei que os guris nem sabem direito o que faz deles "seres fofos", por isso vou &lt;i&gt;tentar&lt;/i&gt; explicar, até porque muitos não gostam de ser chamados de fofo, acham que estraga a reputação... Deixa eu esclarecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, se você confia na sua pegada, se garante mesmo, que ela têm efeito, então você pode ser o ursinho Pooh em foma de gente, mas a sua reputação estará a salvo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Guri fofo é aquele que da atenção pra menina, se interessa no que ela gosta, ta sempre pronto pra escutar, fala com ela de um jeito carinhoso, a guria se sente bem com ele... Aquele guri que surpreende, que abre mão de alguma coisa pra menina, ou pra estar com ela, que sabe do que ela gosta. A gente percebe fofura quando o guri fala bem de uma outra guria, pode ser amiga, ex, irmã... e mãe então?!! Dizem que do jeito que o filho trata a mãe, é como ele trata a namorada dele, sabiam?! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Libere o fofo que há dentro de você! .-.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nossa, me emploguei falando dessas criaturinhas que mexem com a nossa cabeça &lt;strike&gt;e todo o resto&lt;/strike&gt;, que acabei me estendendo &lt;i&gt;por demais&lt;/i&gt;. Sabe que eu cansei de escrever gente! =/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vou falar sobre &lt;b&gt;romantismo&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;corpo&lt;/b&gt; e &lt;b&gt;beleza&lt;/b&gt; (respectivamente mais votados na enquete), e sobre &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;otras cositas mas&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; no próximo post, ok! Espero vocês aqui pra gente continuar nosso passeio por esse intrigante caminho da perdição... [to adoraando isso]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Agora comenta aqui colega, o que você achou, e me ajuda pro próximo post, me dêem umas idéias, ta!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;beju nessas buxexas fofas &lt;b&gt;:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-8928601004380514140?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/8928601004380514140/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-caminho-da-perdicao.html#comment-form' title='49 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/8928601004380514140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/8928601004380514140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-caminho-da-perdicao.html' title='O caminho da perdição'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_WmeP6rbjvKw/SbGR8WyQqCI/AAAAAAAABEQ/_bozH4OvuoE/s72-c/amasso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>49</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-1536942782510549560</id><published>2010-01-27T15:07:00.023-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T09:21:18.214-03:00</updated><title type='text'>DAR não é fazer AMOR</title><content type='html'>&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; &lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Dar é dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Fazer amor é lindo, é sublime, é encantador, é esplêndido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Mas dar é bom pra cacete.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar é aquela coisa que alguém te puxa os cabelos da nuca...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Te chama de nomes que eu não escreveria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Não te vira com delicadeza...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Não sente vergonha de ritmos animais. Dar é bom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Melhor do que dar, só dar por dar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar sem querer casar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem querer apresentar pra mãe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Sem querer dar o primeiro abraço no Ano Novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar porque o cara te esquenta a coluna vertebral...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Te amolece o gingado... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Te molha o instinto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar porque a vida é estressante e dar relaxa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar porque se você não der para ele hoje, vai dar amanhã,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;ou depois de amanhã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Tem pessoas que você vai acabar dando, não tem jeito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar sem esperar ouvir promessas, sem esperar ouvir carinhos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;sem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;esperar ouvir futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar é bom, na hora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Durante um mês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Para os mais desavisados, talvez anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Mas dar é dar demais e ficar vazio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar é não ganhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ganhar um eu te amo baixinho perdido no meio do escuro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ganhar uma mão no ombro quando o caos da cidade parece querer te abduzir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ter alguém pra querer casar, para   apresentar pra mãe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;pra dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; o primeiro abraço de Ano Novo e pra falar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; "Que que cê acha amor?". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ter companhia garantida para viajar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ter para quem ligar quando recebe uma boa notícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Dar é não querer dormir encaixadinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; É não ter alguém para ouvir seus dengos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Mas dar é inevitável, dê mesmo, dê sempre, dê muito. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Mas dê mais ainda, muito mais do que qualquer coisa, uma chance ao amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Esse sim é o maior tesão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Esse sim relaxa, cura o mau humor, ameniza todas as crises e faz você flutuar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Experimente ser amado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Luis Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-1536942782510549560?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/1536942782510549560/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/dar-nao-e-fazer-amor.html#comment-form' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/1536942782510549560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/1536942782510549560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/dar-nao-e-fazer-amor.html' title='DAR não é fazer AMOR'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-2597379551539024896</id><published>2010-01-24T13:03:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:52:41.397-04:00</updated><title type='text'>10 tipos de guris com quem NÃO queremos compromisso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Safados&lt;/b&gt;: Bem, fidelidade e respeito são a base da relação, porém, esperar fidelidade vinda do sexo masculino, é um pouco frustrante, dependendo da idade do parceiro e do nível de pensamento. Mas, eu conheço guris fiéis, que eu coloco minha mão no fogo pela fidelidade deles, pode acreditar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Machistas&lt;/b&gt;: Machismo é ignorância, a idéia de superioridade sobre mulheres, é ridícula, nós odiamos homem que se acha a única pessoa útil no mundo, aquele que acha que sabe tudo, faz melhor, ou raciocina mais que a gente, portanto relacionamento com este tipo rendia anos atrás, hoje não mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Egoístas&lt;/b&gt;: São insuportáveis em relacionamentos. Pensar só em si, é uma atitude extremamente imatura, portanto seja atencioso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ignorantes:&lt;/b&gt; Ignorância, arrogância, falta de educação, fazem qualquer guria sair longe de você. A gente gosta de carinho, educação, guris ignorantes não estão com nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Malandros&lt;/b&gt;: Os caras mau caráter! Saiba que a gente percebe de longe suas más intenções, não caímos nessa conversinha... Espantam as gurias de vez. Seja sincero, se quiser só uma noite com a guria é melhor falar na cara mesmo, até pode ser que ela considere sua sinceridade e originalidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Imaturos&lt;/b&gt;: Os homens imaturos, são os de idade mental inferior a idade física, fazem brincadeiras idiotas o tempo todo, só falam besteira e não têm responsabilidade. A gente não quer pegar ninguém pra criar, ter que chamar atenção pra ser discreto, entre outras situações constrangedoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Burros&lt;/b&gt;: Caras burros e sem conteúdo estão sobrando no mundo, isto não é nada atraente, gostamos de ouvir conteúdo de interesse, de ouvir frases bem pensadadas, de admirar sua lógica e raciocínio, porém manere, caras intelectuais acabam tornando-se machistas, e sentem-se superiores,além de se tornar chato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pão Duro&lt;/b&gt;: Mão de Vaca, como queira. Odiamos caras que recusam-se a gastar um pouco com a gente de vez em quando. Afinal, tem que investir né.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Grudes&lt;/b&gt;: São do estilo apegados demais, que ligam de duas em duas horas, mandam dezenas de torpedos por dia, vigiam, fazem questionários, levantam suspeitas, ou seja totalmente desconfiados e consequentemente, vivem no pé da guria e está quase se mudando pra casa dela. Sai dessa, deixa sua namorada respirar.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Autoritários:&lt;/b&gt; Por fim, os autoritários que adoram mandar, acreditam ser os chefes na relação, querem que a guria faça o que é da vontade dele, não a deixa sair com amigas, nem ter amig&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;s, ou seja acha que manda na vida de alguém. Terrível!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pois bem, os 10 tipos mais comuns de gurizes descartáveis, faltam na lista os fanáticos, alcoólatras, fumantes, os que odeiam crianças,&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;etc. Caso você se encaixe em um aspecto desses, é melhor mudar ou vai ficar pra titio! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
bjomeliga &lt;b&gt;;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-2597379551539024896?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/2597379551539024896/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/safados-bem-fidelidade-e-respeito-sao.html#comment-form' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2597379551539024896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2597379551539024896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/safados-bem-fidelidade-e-respeito-sao.html' title='10 tipos de guris com quem NÃO queremos compromisso'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-8698419050926447921</id><published>2010-01-23T15:44:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:05:30.698-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Algumas coisas que os GURIS querem que a gente saiba...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;...mas não dizem diretamente: &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.&lt;/b&gt; "Quando pede que eu faça algo por você, me sinto um homem de verdade. Agora, quando dá palpites sobre como devo agir, lembra a minha mãe."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;2.&lt;/b&gt; "Penso em você muito mais do que imagina. Apenas não te ligo cada vez que isso acontece."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;3.&lt;/b&gt; "Não me faça parar o carro e pedir informações a outro homem. Você gostaria que eu dissesse para se aconselhar sobre moda com outra mulher?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;4.&lt;/b&gt; "Nunca conto detalhes da nossa vida sexual aos meus amigos. Só quero que saibam que transo regularmente e, às vezes, invento alguns fatos para impressioná-los."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;5. &lt;/b&gt;"Se eu tiver uma chance, nunca faça jogo duro. Caso contrário, vou pensar que você não está interessada e deixarei de ligar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;6.&lt;/b&gt; "Não me peça para dar conselhos sobre o que você deve vestir. Tanto a saia azul quanto a preta me parecem ótimas e mal consigo dizer a diferença entre elas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;7.&lt;/b&gt; "Se não conversei com você para definirmos o rumo do relacionamento, é porque ainda estou decidindo o que quero para a minha vida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;8.&lt;/b&gt; "Muitas das coisas que faço, e que a deixam surpresa, aprendi com outra garota com quem saí antes de conhecer você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;9.&lt;/b&gt; "Não gosto quando você acha defeitos no meu corpo. Portanto, se quiser conferir meu físico, seja discreta."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;10.&lt;/b&gt; "Se quiser fazer algum comentário sobre o nosso pênis, lembre-se de três coisas: se for pequeno, diga que tem o tamanho ideal. Se estiver na média, diga que é enorme. E se for enorme, o dono já saberá disso, mas vai gostar de ouvir."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;11.&lt;/b&gt; "A maior parte das mulheres não admite quando está errada. Então, se você reconhecer quando estou certo, não importa o motivo da discussão, vai me surpreender."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;12.&lt;/b&gt; "Não tenha receio de confessar o que a deixa excitada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;13.&lt;/b&gt; "Toda vez que você vai ao banheiro, em um restaurante ou outro lugar, faço questão de contar quantos homens olham em sua direção. Gosto de saber quantos desconhecidos me invejam por estar com você."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;14.&lt;/b&gt; "Quando me acaricia e eu não fico excitado, é porque está sendo muito delicada. Eu sei que você gosta de ser tocada gentilmente, mas meu amigão precisa de mais pressão."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;15.&lt;/b&gt; "Adoro ser seduzido. Então, pode fazer isso com mais frequência. A responsabilidade de sempre dar o primeiro passo, faz com que eu me sinta mais pressionado do que imagina."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;16. &lt;/b&gt;"Se eu contar algo que fiz a uma ex, não significa que ainda esteja a fim dela. Na verdade, digo isso para mostrar como sou bom partido."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;17. &lt;/b&gt;"Se eu pego no seu pé, é um bom sinal. Já notou que nós homens estamos sempre analisando nossos amigos? Só fazemos isso com quem gostamos de verdade. Pode parecer estranho, mas é nosso jeito de mostrar afeto."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;18.&lt;/b&gt; "Só porque olho, de vez enquando, para outra mulher, não quer dizer que deixei de amar você. Ela apenas veste uma roupa mais insinuante."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;19.&lt;/b&gt; "Quando elogio sua roupa logo que a vejo, estou sendo gentil. Mas, quando falo sobre ela durante o jantar ou durante a festa, estou arrumando uma desculpa para observar detalhadamente seu corpo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;20.&lt;/b&gt; "Aquela camiseta que deixa parte da sua bunda à mostra, é muito mais sexy que as lingeries caras."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;21.&lt;/b&gt; "Todo homem tem uma musica típica de garota em seu computador, como Gimme More da Britney. Mas, se você descobrir, vamos dizer que não sabemos como foi parar lá."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;22.&lt;/b&gt; "Quando carrego sua bolsa em público, me sinto como se estivesse vestindo saia. Não me peça pra fazer isso."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;23.&lt;/b&gt; "Sim, fico louco de raiva quando você demora horas pra se arrumar. Mas é só aparecer linda que tudo passa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;24.&lt;/b&gt; "Não é uma boa idéia levar à sério as minhas queixas quando brigamos. Você escolhe suas palavras com mais cuidado, afinal planeja tudo o que quer dizer com antecedência. Mas eu serei pego desprevenido."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;25. &lt;/b&gt;"Caso você queira saber com quantas mulheres eu já dormi, darei um número baixo se gostar de você ou um alto se estiver apenas querendo uma transa."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;26.&lt;/b&gt; "Sei que sou carinhoso com você, mas não saia dizendo que sou um fofo. Esse tipo de comentário arruína a minha reputação."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;27.&lt;/b&gt; "Não vou gostar se você odiar minha mãe, mas se concordar sempre com ela, também não será bom."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;28.&lt;/b&gt; "Por favor, guarde os detalhes sobre sua menstruação para as amigas. A não ser que esteja atrasada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;29.&lt;/b&gt; "Quer que eu assista a mais filmes românticos? Então jamais conte às suas amigas se eu chorar ao final de um deles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;30.&lt;/b&gt; "É fácil descobrir o tipo de mulher que me atrai, basta encontrar minha coleção de revistas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;31.&lt;/b&gt; "Tenho que admitir: amo ficar em seus braços enquanto acaricia meu cabelo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;32.&lt;/b&gt; "Saber que você não está disponível o dia todo faz com que eu queira passar mais tempo ao seu lado. Pode apostar."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;33.&lt;/b&gt; "Se sua amiga disser que me acha gostoso, é melhor nem me contar. Eu ficaria com o ego lá em cima e ainda me imaginaria fazendo coisas com ela."&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/5209392065774385230-8698419050926447921?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/8698419050926447921/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/algumas-coisas-que-os-guris-querem-que.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/8698419050926447921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/8698419050926447921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2010/01/algumas-coisas-que-os-guris-querem-que.html' title='Algumas coisas que os GURIS querem que a gente saiba...'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-5954562266663648256</id><published>2009-12-17T13:36:00.007-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T15:14:45.346-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La pergunta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt; Participem! &lt;b&gt;;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-5954562266663648256?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/5954562266663648256/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5954562266663648256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5954562266663648256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/12/formspringme.html' title='La pergunta?'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-5583477849357009443</id><published>2009-12-12T15:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T09:54:04.269-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em meio à uma crise existencial, eu resolvi escrever sobre a essência do amor! *-*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pra começar, se todos amassem uns aos outros o mundo não seria do jeito que é, as pessoas não seriam egoístas, não teriam raiva e nenhum motivo pra fazer qualquer mal contra o outro. Bom se fosse assim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; E o amor entre casais é ainda mais lindo né?! Você encontrar alguém que faça seu coração bater mais forte, que você seja capaz de fazer qualquer coisa pra ver essa pessoa feliz, alguém que te completa, que cuide de você... E o que mais vemos ultimamente é casais se traindo. Eu não acredito que uma pessoa que ama alguém seja capaz de traí-la. O amor faz você enxergar somente aquela pessoa, você não se imagina sem ela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se a pessoa foi capaz de trair é porque não ama de verdade. Eu até fiz uma enquete sobre isso, você perdoaria uma traição? Depois vote alí do lado tah xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Uma coisa que eu ouvi falar é que os guris demoram mais pra se apaixonar do que as gurias, e eles também demoram mais pra se desapaixonar. Se é que existe desapaixonar-se... Mas relamente isso faz sentido, a gente observa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Assim como o amor é o sentimento mais poderoso pra transformar a vida das pessoas quando temos alguém pra amar, a falta dele também causa estragos. Percebemos isso principalmente nas gurias, as mal-amadas (literalmente), que atormentam a vida dos outros por causa dos seus problemas. As famosas recalcadas. Quem não conhece ou convive com uma guria assim, né! Mas prefiro falar do lado bom deste sentimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Enfim, o amor é lindo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Trebuchet MS&amp;quot;,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;bjomeliga&lt;/span&gt; ;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: magenta; color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-5583477849357009443?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/5583477849357009443/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/12/amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5583477849357009443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/5583477849357009443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/12/amor.html' title='Amor ♥'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-2517497886421185609</id><published>2009-11-28T21:51:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T17:29:55.095-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo sem homens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Depois da última postagem que colocou o ego das mulheres lá nas alturas, eu tinha que escrever alguma coisa pra mostrar pros homens [prefiro dizer guris] o quanto eles são importantes pra nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Se não fossem os guris pra dizer que estamos lindas depois de horas se arrumando, quem nos diria? Outras gurias que não! Entrariamos em depressão, certamente, sem ninguém pra nos fazer sentir lindas mesmo quando não estamos. A gente se produz toda pra vocês admirarem e elogiar, a gente adora isso ;) Precisamos daquele guri super fofo pra conversar e nos entender, fazer a gente rir nos momentos mais intediantes e nos falar justamente o que precisamos ouvir sem ter que pedir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Toda guria quer alguém que seja companheiro, que ela possa ligar quando estiver numa crise de tpm que ele vem correndo pra fazê-la sentir-se melhor. Queremos um olhar que nos transmita segurança, um abraço bem forte, um toque delicado, carinhoso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Outro dia algumas gurias falavam sobre o tipo de guri que preferiam. A maioria queria um guri carinhoso, romântico, e outras preferiam um mais 'safado', foi exatamente essa palavra que usaram. Seria a tal pegada. Como diz a Karen: 'me joga na parede, me chama de lagartixa!' Claro que não literalmente. Eu cheguei a conclusão de que a gente quer um guri fofo, mas que saiba a hora e o jeitinho certo de ser mais abusado. Que às vezes nos surpreenda e nos faça suspirar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Enfim, nós não vivemos sem gurizes, assim como eles não vivem sem nós. Isso não é perfeito? Uns precisam dos outros, só falta agora cada um achar seu par e aproveitar essa oposição tão intrigante.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;b&gt;Se você quiser colocar sua opinião fique à vontade. Aproveite que está aqui e também vote nas enquetes.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;bjomeliga ;*&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5209392065774385230-2517497886421185609?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/2517497886421185609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-mundo-sem-os-homens.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2517497886421185609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2517497886421185609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-mundo-sem-os-homens.html' title='O mundo sem homens!'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-7927418900601011550</id><published>2009-11-24T11:57:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T17:52:08.144-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O mundo sem mulheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Oi gente! Olha só o que eu recebi por email do meu amigo Pietro, achei maravilhoso e tinha que compartilhar com vocês. É a coisa mais fofa que eu ja vi por parte dos homens, espero que vocês concordem com tudo isso!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; ALGUNS MOTIVOS PELOS QUAIS OS HOMENS GOSTAM TANTO DE MULHERES: &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;1-&lt;/b&gt; O cheirinho delas é sempre gostoso, mesmo que seja só xampu.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;2-&lt;/b&gt; O jeitinho que elas têm de sempre encontrar o lugarzinho certo em&amp;nbsp;nosso ombro, nosso peito. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;3-&lt;/b&gt; A facilidade com a qual cabem em nossos braços. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;4-&lt;/b&gt; O jeito que tem de nos beijar e, de repente, fazer o mundo ficar perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;5-&lt;/b&gt; Como são encantadoras quando comem. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;6-&lt;/b&gt; Elas levam horas para se vestir, mas no final vale a pena. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;7-&lt;/b&gt; Porque estão sempre quentinhas, mesmo que esteja fazendo trinta graus&amp;nbsp;abaixo de zero lá fora. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;8-&lt;/b&gt; Como sempre ficam bonitas, mesmo de jeans com camiseta e rabo-de-cavalo. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;9-&lt;/b&gt; Aquele jeitinho sutil de pedir um elogio. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;10-&lt;/b&gt; O modo que tem de sempre encontrar a nossa mão. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;11-&lt;/b&gt; O brilho nos olhos quando sorriem. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;12-&lt;/b&gt; O jeito que tem de dizer 'Não vamos brigar mais, não..' &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;13-&lt;/b&gt; A ternura com que nos beijam quando lhes fazemos uma delicadeza. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;14-&lt;/b&gt; O modo de nos beijarem quando dizemos 'eu te amo'. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;15- &lt;/b&gt;Pensando bem, só o modo de nos beijarem já basta. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;16-&lt;/b&gt; O modo que têm de se atirar em nossos braços quando choram. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;17-&lt;/b&gt; O fato de nos darem um tapa achando que vai doer. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;18-&lt;/b&gt; O jeitinho de dizerem 'estou com saudades'. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;19-&lt;/b&gt; As saudades que sentimos delas. &lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;b&gt;20-&lt;/b&gt; A maneira que suas lágrimas tem de nos fazer querer mudar o mundo&amp;nbsp;para que mais nada lhes cause dor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: black; font-family: Verdana,sans-serif; text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;(Arnaldo Jabour)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Isso não é perfeito?! *----*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&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/5209392065774385230-7927418900601011550?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/7927418900601011550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-mundo-sem-mulheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/7927418900601011550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/7927418900601011550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-mundo-sem-mulheres.html' title='O mundo sem mulheres'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-2242932156796020628</id><published>2009-10-29T14:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T14:33:26.035-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maturidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Olá colega!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; O que você entende por maturidade? Ou ainda não tem o suficiente pra entender disso? Bem, uma coisa a gente sabe: os guris deixam de ser criança depois das gurias. Isso é fato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Talves isso explique a dificuldade deles de ser fiéis ou valorizar a namorada, eles querem liberdade, poder ficar com todas que acharem bonitinhas... não todos, eu conheço excessões, mas a maioria é assim. A gente quer guris maduros, que saibam o que querem da vida, que tenham um futuro, isso nos dá segurança e é isso também que precisamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mas como tudo tem limite, não dá pra surportar um guri muito 'adulto', sabe, que não goste de brincadeiras e não se pode nem falar alguma coisa que ele corrige, isso acaba com qualquer sentimento.&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; Agora gurizes, prestem atenção: o que as gurias mais gostam, além de um guri fofo, é um guri divertido! Nada como um guri que faz a gente rir... mas,também não seja um idiota. É uma das melhores armas que vocês têm, aproveitem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&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/5209392065774385230-2242932156796020628?l=doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/feeds/2242932156796020628/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/10/maturidade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2242932156796020628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5209392065774385230/posts/default/2242932156796020628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://doqueasguriasgostam.blogspot.com/2009/10/maturidade.html' title='Maturidade'/><author><name>@Sheei_</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14843445586615768767</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5YPzSrnOw7A/TUxSNJGHrLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/cYEpcbpCnIk/s220/P%2526B.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5209392065774385230.post-342354708530629555</id><published>2009-10-25T20:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:16:08.382-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Surpreenda</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Eu tinha que falar dos carinhas famosos que nos deixam alucinadas e ao mesmo tempo desesperadas por nunca conhecê-los pessoalmente. Nada como um cara lindo, gostoso, famoso e descolado pra gente babar, né! Quem nunca ouviu uma guria, ou um grupinho destas falando dos atributos de um cara famoso, e procurando suas qualidades como se ele pudesse ser seu namorado...?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Até, a propaganda do novo desodorante Axe, propõe que os guris 'recuperem as mulheres que os caras da música te roubaram'. Mas não vai ser Axe que vai fazer isso, se você não consegue ficar famoso, pelo menos haja como tal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;Um guri descolado chama muito a nossa atenção, atraves das atitudes, do que fala, expressões, tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Por exemplo: um guri 'normal' diz oi pra guria, seja pessoalmente ou pelo msn [que é mais frequente], já o descolado começa a conversa com algum outro assunto divertido que seja do interesse da guria, isso é muito mais cativante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um guri normal vai dar de presente pra guria um anjinho ou algo do gênero. O guri descolado vai dar pra ela alguma coisa que a surpreenda, algo sobre o qual a guria tenha comentado que adora, ou que gostaria de ter, entende. Surpreender é a palavra-chave para qualquer situação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Cabe colocar aqui também sobre os guris que se destacam entre os outros. Numa 'festa' a gente nota aqueles que dançam o tal do rebolation que agora ta virando moda, ou até um brake haha, que é mais ousado e é certeiro. Não estou dizendo pra você se desmontar na pista tentando impressionar, mas ser diferente funciona. Não só em festas gurizes!&lt;br /&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Verdana,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Bem, pra não perder o costume: agora que leu, entenda, comente e pratique!&lt;br /&gt;
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