<?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-3389088771891432797</id><updated>2012-01-17T01:31:46.809-01:00</updated><category term='Polícias'/><category term='Pinto da Costa'/><category term='Joãozinho'/><category term='dia mundial da dança'/><category term='Homenagens'/><category term='Foto artistica'/><category term='Sogras'/><category term='Ahh pois é..'/><category term='Fé'/><category term='Vivó Chocolate.'/><category term='Os nossos militares'/><category term='Verão'/><category term='Publicidade'/><category term='Alentejanos'/><category term='Trabalho'/><category term='Médicos'/><category term='Sexo'/><category term='Direitos e Deveres'/><category term='cartoons'/><category term='Malucos'/><category term='Imaturidade'/><category term='Obras'/><category term='Antes prevenir do que remediar.'/><category term='Uniões de facto'/><category term='É a crise.'/><category term='É a bebida'/><category term='Troika'/><category term='Gémeos'/><category term='Habilidades'/><category term='homens'/><category term='Religião'/><category term='Revista Maria'/><category term='Afinal existe super-heróis'/><category term='Luizinho'/><category term='Estórias'/><category term='Inferno'/><category term='É a crise'/><category term='os que pensam que sabem'/><category term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><category term='Idiomas'/><category term='Gastronomia'/><category term='Lei da Vida'/><category term='E esta hein?'/><category term='Animais'/><category term='Vida no Campo'/><category term='incrível'/><category term='Políticos'/><category term='Velhinhas'/><category term='Atletas'/><category term='Video Jogos'/><category term='amor é'/><category term='Figuras marcantes'/><category term='Infedilidade'/><category term='Educação'/><category term='Com cada um'/><category term='Força aérea'/><category term='Beleza é Formosura'/><category term='Conselhos'/><category term='Qual é a piada?'/><category term='Padres e Freiras'/><category term='Realeza'/><category term='Zimbabue'/><category term='Resposta de um aluno do 5º ano'/><category term='Muitos ficam assim'/><category term='Natal'/><category term='Futebol'/><category term='Loiras'/><category term='Bela hora para leituras'/><category term='Segurança máxima'/><category term='Aleijadinhos'/><category term='Celebrações'/><category term='Cuidado eles andam por ai'/><category term='mulher versus homem'/><category term='Casais'/><title type='text'>Rir e Descontrair</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>306</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5698311455368031088</id><published>2012-01-17T01:30:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T01:31:46.818-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sogras'/><title type='text'>Diferença importante.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ko1L5oHRksA/TahUD-l60NI/AAAAAAAAAak/4ZncFbIRqKg/s1600/tipos-de-sogra-qual-e-a-sua.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ko1L5oHRksA/TahUD-l60NI/AAAAAAAAAak/4ZncFbIRqKg/s320/tipos-de-sogra-qual-e-a-sua.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Sabes qual é a diferença entre um acidente e um desastre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- A minha sogra cai a um poço. &lt;b&gt;É um acidente!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;- Foi lá um bombeiro e salvou-a. &lt;b&gt;É um desastre!&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/3389088771891432797-5698311455368031088?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5698311455368031088/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/diferenca-importante.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5698311455368031088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5698311455368031088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/diferenca-importante.html' title='Diferença importante.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ko1L5oHRksA/TahUD-l60NI/AAAAAAAAAak/4ZncFbIRqKg/s72-c/tipos-de-sogra-qual-e-a-sua.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5267274255959943175</id><published>2012-01-12T22:48:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2012-01-12T22:48:40.525-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alentejanos'/><title type='text'>Compadriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gargalhadas.com.sapo.pt/images/alentejanos.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://gargalhadas.com.sapo.pt/images/alentejanos.gif" width="183" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Casal de alentejanos quando  chegam à cama.&lt;br /&gt;- Maria, abre lá ei pernas!&lt;br /&gt;- Hoje nã posso compadre  Maneli. Tou c'o sangue!&lt;br /&gt;- Nã faz mali! Vira para cá ei nádegas.&lt;br /&gt;- Nã  posso. Tou com hemorróides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Nã ma digas também tás com anginas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-5267274255959943175?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5267274255959943175/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/compadriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5267274255959943175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5267274255959943175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/compadriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='Compadriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii !!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3810697589306296165</id><published>2012-01-05T22:27:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T22:27:03.729-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E esta hein?'/><title type='text'>Tens aquário? LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn.mundodastribos.com/343482-aquario1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://cdn.mundodastribos.com/343482-aquario1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Um amigo para outro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- O que quer dizer lógico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Vou-te explicar! Tens aquário em casa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Tenho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- O que tens lá dentro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Peixes, água, pedras!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- É lógico. Tens namorada?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Tenho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- É lógico que não és paneleiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;O outro, pensando que já sabia o significado de "lógico", pergunta a outro amigo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Tens aquário em casa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;- Então és paneleiro .... lógico!&lt;/b&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/3389088771891432797-3810697589306296165?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3810697589306296165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/tens-aquario-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3810697589306296165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3810697589306296165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/tens-aquario-lol.html' title='Tens aquário? LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5535526191420633505</id><published>2012-01-04T23:38:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T23:38:29.452-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políticos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É a bebida'/><title type='text'>Em Jerusalém é que não ..LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3RPMk5Ix6ig/SXc9DLqr6rI/AAAAAAAAHzU/F2h0ZphXWWM/s400/AlbertoJoaoJardim.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="224" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3RPMk5Ix6ig/SXc9DLqr6rI/AAAAAAAAHzU/F2h0ZphXWWM/s320/AlbertoJoaoJardim.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Alberto João Jardim morreu. Houve uma reunião no Funchal para decidir onde ele seria enterrado. Um secretário regional sugeriu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Deve ser enterrado no Funchal. Afinal, esta é a sua cidade natal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Então, um bêbado, que não se sabe como entrou na reunião, disse com aquela entoação típica dos bêbados:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- No Funchal pode... Só não pode em Jerusalém!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Como estava bêbado, ninguém ligou nenhum ao que ele disse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Um segundo secretário regional disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Acho que deve ser no Funchal, mas na freguesia de São Pedro onde ele viveu e fez sua carreira política.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;O bêbado mais uma vez interveio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Em São Pedro pode... Só não pode em Jerusalém!! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Novamente, ninguém lhe deu ouvidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Um terceiro secretário regional finalmente sugeriu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Funchal, não! Deve ser enterrado em Lisboa, pois era Presidente de um Governo Regional e todos os presidentes devem ser enterrados na Capital!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;E o bêbado novamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Em Lisboa pode... Só não pode em Jerusalém!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Perderam a paciência com o gajo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Por que razão tem medo que o Alberto João seja enterrado em Jerusalém?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;E o bêbado respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: ARIAL, HELVETICA; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Porque uma vez enterraram um gajo importante lá, e ele RESSUSCITOU!!!&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/3389088771891432797-5535526191420633505?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5535526191420633505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-jerusalem-e-que-nao-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5535526191420633505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5535526191420633505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/em-jerusalem-e-que-nao-lol.html' title='Em Jerusalém é que não ..LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3RPMk5Ix6ig/SXc9DLqr6rI/AAAAAAAAHzU/F2h0ZphXWWM/s72-c/AlbertoJoaoJardim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-368946364805112575</id><published>2012-01-01T16:42:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T16:42:33.045-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Revista Maria'/><title type='text'>Na revista Maria...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://c9.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/b690495dd/7077836_nHHYg.jpeg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://c9.quickcachr.fotos.sapo.pt/i/b690495dd/7077836_nHHYg.jpeg" width="243" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;Se as perguntas da revista  Maria respondidas fossem respondidas por Homens:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #666666; color: yellow;"&gt;P:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O meu marido insiste  em ter relações sexuais comigo e com a minha irmã em simultâneo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: orange;"&gt;R:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; O seu  marido é claramente devoto a si. Não consegue estar sem si e, por isso, às vezes  sente necessidade de recorrer à melhor coisa que existe no mundo melhor do que  você; a sua irmã. Longe de ser um problema, este comportamento contribuirá  grandemente para a união familiar. Já agora, porque não envolver também algumas  primas? Se ainda continua apreensiva sobre esta questão, então deixe-o ter sexo  com as suas primas e enquanto isso, saia, compre-lhe um presente caro e prepare  lhe uma boa refeição&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/3389088771891432797-368946364805112575?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/368946364805112575/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/na-revista-maria.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/368946364805112575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/368946364805112575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2012/01/na-revista-maria.html' title='Na revista Maria...'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5367425385983675587</id><published>2011-12-31T12:55:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T12:55:14.496-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Troika'/><title type='text'>Sugestão para a passagem de ano.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR4vS-XuHMI/Tv8T-xDbOdI/AAAAAAAAJSU/_qe2ldz0sAE/s1600/securedownload.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR4vS-XuHMI/Tv8T-xDbOdI/AAAAAAAAJSU/_qe2ldz0sAE/s400/securedownload.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aqui fica uma sugestão económica para a noite de passagem de ano. Não chega a 1 €uro... !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-5367425385983675587?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5367425385983675587/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/sugestao-para-passagem-de-ano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5367425385983675587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5367425385983675587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/sugestao-para-passagem-de-ano.html' title='Sugestão para a passagem de ano.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wR4vS-XuHMI/Tv8T-xDbOdI/AAAAAAAAJSU/_qe2ldz0sAE/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-707254206044531843</id><published>2011-12-30T15:22:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-30T15:22:41.682-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É a bebida'/><title type='text'>Deslocamento de Órgão....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6145/6027076381_9e211e50fa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="278" src="http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6145/6027076381_9e211e50fa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b style="background-color: #0b5394;"&gt;Encontram-se dois amigos. Um diz pro outro:&lt;br /&gt;- Você está com aspecto horrível! Você está doente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1325261898381147"&gt;&lt;span id="yui_3_2_0_1_1325261898381144"&gt;- Sim, estive no médico e ele diagnosticou deslocamento de órgão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Deslocamento de órgão? Nunca&amp;nbsp;ouvi falar. O que é isso?&lt;br /&gt;- Meu fígado foi pro caralho!&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/3389088771891432797-707254206044531843?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/707254206044531843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/deslocamento-de-orgao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/707254206044531843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/707254206044531843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/deslocamento-de-orgao.html' title='Deslocamento de Órgão....'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm7.static.flickr.com/6145/6027076381_9e211e50fa_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3959955274070353459</id><published>2011-12-29T23:24:00.006-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-29T23:29:28.372-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padres e Freiras'/><title type='text'>As Irmãs da Misericórdia...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS-VeZQeoMY/Ti385QrLp4I/AAAAAAAAANo/gMI1fZg3FZk/s1600/9sr_frances_nuns3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS-VeZQeoMY/Ti385QrLp4I/AAAAAAAAANo/gMI1fZg3FZk/s400/9sr_frances_nuns3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Um homem está a conduzir por uma auto-estrada deserta, quando vê um cartaz na berma da estrada que diz: "IRMÃS DA MISERICORDIA - CASA DE PROSTITUIÇÃO - 10 Km".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Pensa que foi só um relâmpago da sua imaginação e continua atento à estrada sem mais pensamentos. De repente, encontra outro cartaz que diz: "IRMÃS DA MISERICORDIA - CASA DE PROSTITUIÇÃO - 5 Km" e chega à conclusão que esses cartazes são reais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando passa pelo terceiro sinal que diz: "IRMÃS DA MISERICORDIA - CASA DE PROSTITUIÇÃO, PROXIMA A DIREITA", uma grande curiosidade apodera-se dele e vai ate à estranha casa. Pára o carro no estacionamento e avista uma pequena casa de pedra com um pequeno sinal na porta dizendo "IRMÃS DA MISERICÓRDIA". Sobe as escadas e toca à campainha. A porta é atendida por uma freira, num longo e negro hábito, que lhe pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- O que podemos fazer por ti, meu filho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Eu vi os cartazes ao longo da estrada e estou interessado em fazer negócio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Muito bem, meu filho. Segue-me por favor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6;"&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;É então conduzido por várias salas e corredores, desorientado. A freira pára perto de uma porta fechada, e diz ao homem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Por favor bata a essa porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Ele faz o que ela lhe disse e a porta é atendida por outra freira, num longo hábito, segurando uma caneca de lata, que lhe diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;- Por favor ponha 10.000$00 na caneca, depois vá até ao fim deste corredor até uma porta larga de madeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; font-family: Arial, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;Ele tira duas notas de cinco contos da sua carteira e coloca-as na lata da freira. Corre um pouco até ao fim do corredor e passa pela porta, fechando-se esta atrás de si. Quando a porta bate atrás dele, descobre que voltou ao parque de estacionamento e lê um outro pequeno cartaz que se encontra virado para ele:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;"VAI EM PAZ, ACABASTE DE SER F*DIDO PELAS IRMÃS DA MESERICÓRDIA."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="apple-converted-space" style="text-align: -webkit-left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3389088771891432797-3959955274070353459?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3959955274070353459/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-irmas-da-misericordia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3959955274070353459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3959955274070353459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/as-irmas-da-misericordia.html' title='As Irmãs da Misericórdia...!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MS-VeZQeoMY/Ti385QrLp4I/AAAAAAAAANo/gMI1fZg3FZk/s72-c/9sr_frances_nuns3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-461775090940120009</id><published>2011-12-28T04:01:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-28T04:02:29.280-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>Uma bicicleta a toda a força...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfIzbagAjLA/S-VmYItlR0I/AAAAAAAACKg/wyuzzvBxqn0/joaozinho2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfIzbagAjLA/S-VmYItlR0I/AAAAAAAACKg/wyuzzvBxqn0/joaozinho2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Joãozinho falava com sua mãe pedindo uma bicicleta nova. Sua mãe decidiu que seria uma boa oportunidade para ele tomar consciência das suas atitudes e falou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;- Bem, Joãozinho, agora não é época de Natal e nós não temos dinheiro para ir comprar qualquer coisa que tu queiras. Que tal escreveres uma carta para Jesus e pedir para ganhar uma bicicleta?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Ele finalmente resolveu se sentar e escrever a tal carta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Querido Jesus: Fui um menino bonzinho este ano e gostaria de ganhar uma bicicleta nova. Seu amigo, Joãozinho.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Mas Joãozinho lembrou-se que, na verdade, Jesus sabia que tipo de menino ele era. Então, rasgou a carta e resolveu tentar mais uma vez:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Querido Jesus: Tenho sido um menino querido este ano e quero uma bicicleta nova. Sinceramente, Joãozinho.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Bem, Joãozinho sabia que não estava a ser totalmente honesto. Rasgou a carta mais uma vez e tentou novamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Querido Jesus: Acho que fui um menino bonzinho este ano. Posso ganhar uma bicicleta ? Joãozinho.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;Foi então que Joãozinho olhou para o fundo de sua alma, o que, aliás, era o que sua mãe queria desde o começo. Amassou mais uma vez a carta e saiu para a rua e entrou numa igreja. Meditou sobre o que ia fazer e repentinamente agarra numa imagem de uma santa e sai a correr para casa. Escondeu a santinha em baixo da sua cama e escreveu a seguinte carta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;“Jesus, tenho a sua mãe! Se quiser vê-la novamente, dê-me uma bicicleta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #3d85c6; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; line-height: 20px; text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Assinado: Você sabe quem.”&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/3389088771891432797-461775090940120009?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/461775090940120009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/uma-bicicleta-toda-forca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/461775090940120009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/461775090940120009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/uma-bicicleta-toda-forca.html' title='Uma bicicleta a toda a força...'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XfIzbagAjLA/S-VmYItlR0I/AAAAAAAACKg/wyuzzvBxqn0/s72-c/joaozinho2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3297232449883455306</id><published>2011-12-26T09:47:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:49:29.760-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Natal'/><title type='text'>A cebola e a árvore de Natal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/3a/Christmas_tree_sxc_hu.jpg/220px-Christmas_tree_sxc_hu.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/3/3a/Christmas_tree_sxc_hu.jpg/220px-Christmas_tree_sxc_hu.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Estava uma típica família feliz a jantar quando o filho interrompe, perguntando:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Pai, quantos tipos de seios existem?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;O pai, um tanto surpreso, responde:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Bem, meu filho, existem três tipos de seios:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aos 20 anos a mulher tem seios como melões, firmes e redondos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dos 30 aos 40 eles são como pêras, ainda belos, porém um pouco caídos.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aos 50 os seios ficam como cebolas…&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filho: –&amp;nbsp;Cebolas?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Pai: –&amp;nbsp;Sim. Quando olhas para eles, ficas com vontade de chorar!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Esta explicação leva a mãe e a filha a um ponto de irritação tal que a filha pergunta:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Também posso fazer uma pergunta?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mãe, quantos tipos de pénis existem?&amp;nbsp;A mãe fica um pouco surpresa, mas olha para o marido e responde:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;-&amp;nbsp;Bem, filhinha, um homem passa por três fases distintas:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aos 20 anos o pénis é como um pé de Jacarandá, respeitável e firme.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dos 30 aos 40 anos o pénis é como um pé de Chorão, flexível mas confiável.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Após os 50 anos o pénis fica como uma árvore de Natal.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Filha:&amp;nbsp;Árvore de Natal?!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mãe:&amp;nbsp;Isso mesmo. Morto da raiz até a ponta, e as bolas ficam penduradas como decoração!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 21px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-top: 10px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;E o pior: só se arma uma vez por ano…&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/3389088771891432797-3297232449883455306?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3297232449883455306/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/cebola-e-arvore-de-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3297232449883455306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3297232449883455306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/cebola-e-arvore-de-natal.html' title='A cebola e a árvore de Natal'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3843977321783088797</id><published>2011-12-22T20:23:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T20:23:33.384-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É a bebida'/><title type='text'>Massagens Vs Gritos !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qCC_tZ7Txk/TA755-CkJSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/S-FQmMZI4QQ/s1600/massagem+(1).jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qCC_tZ7Txk/TA755-CkJSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/S-FQmMZI4QQ/s1600/massagem+(1).jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Três homens bebendo no bar e  falando sobre o dia e a noite anterior.&lt;br /&gt;O José conta: &lt;br /&gt;- À noite fiz uma  massagem à minha mulher com azeite de oliva&lt;br /&gt;finíssimo, depois fizemos amor e  fi-la gritar por 5 minutos seguidos.&lt;br /&gt;Então o Paulo, para não ficar atrás,  conta: &lt;br /&gt;- Eu à noite fiz massagem em todo o corpo da minha mulher com um  azeite especial afrodisíaco, depois fizemos amor e fiz gritar a minha mulher  durante 15 minutos seguidos."&lt;br /&gt;O Silvio então conta: &lt;br /&gt;- Isso não é nada, à  noite fiz massagem em minha mulher com uma manteiga especial, acariciei todo o  seu corpo com a manteiga, depois fizemos amor e a fiz gritar por 6 horas  seguidas!&lt;br /&gt;Os outros dois, assustados, perguntam : &lt;br /&gt;- Seis horas?! O que  fizeste para a tua mulher gritar por seis horas seguidas??"&lt;br /&gt;Ele responde:  &lt;br /&gt;- Limpei a mão nas cortinas!!&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/3389088771891432797-3843977321783088797?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3843977321783088797/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/massagens-vs-gritos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3843977321783088797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3843977321783088797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/massagens-vs-gritos.html' title='Massagens Vs Gritos !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_8qCC_tZ7Txk/TA755-CkJSI/AAAAAAAAAdk/S-FQmMZI4QQ/s72-c/massagem+(1).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5644886370586515492</id><published>2011-12-13T14:42:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T16:43:49.374-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alentejanos'/><title type='text'>O ALENTEJANO E O MUÇULMANO ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sorisomail.com/img2/1303660976290.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://sorisomail.com/img2/1303660976290.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; -webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 16px/normal &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; widows: 2; word-spacing: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um muçulmano durante o período do Ramadão senta-se junto a um&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;alentejano no voo Lisboa - Funchal.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Quando o avião descola começam a servir as bebidas aos passageiros.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O alentejano pede um tinto de Borba reserva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;A hospedeira depois de servir o vinho pergunta ao muçulmano se quer&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;beber alguma coisa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Responde este com ar ofendido:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: normal; font: 16px/normal &amp;quot;times new roman&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;new york&amp;quot;, times, serif; orphans: 2; text-indent: 0px; widows: 2;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prefiro ser raptado e violado&amp;nbsp;selvaticamente&amp;nbsp;por uma dezena de putas&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;da Babilónia antes que uma gota de álcool toque os meus lábios'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: white;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;O alentejano engasgando-se, devolve rapidamente o copo de tinto à&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;hospedeira e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eu também prefiro. Não sabia é que se podia escolher!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-5644886370586515492?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5644886370586515492/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-alentejano-e-o-muculmano.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5644886370586515492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5644886370586515492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/12/o-alentejano-e-o-muculmano.html' title='O ALENTEJANO E O MUÇULMANO ...'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4642281319962788838</id><published>2011-11-27T10:53:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T10:53:58.097-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ahh pois é..'/><title type='text'>De bombeiro a guarda nocturno LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thisisexeter.co.uk/images/localpeople/ugc-images/275783/Article/images/13647134/3275907.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="214" src="http://www.thisisexeter.co.uk/images/localpeople/ugc-images/275783/Article/images/13647134/3275907.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O bombeiro, depois de um dia exaustivo de trabalho, a apagar não sei quantos incêndios e a salvar pessoas, chegou a casa muito cansado e entrou rapidamente. A mulher, que estava no quarto, gritou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não, João Carlos, não acendas a luz que eu estou a morrer de dor de cabeça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;E antes que ele pudesse dar mais um passo, ela gritou ainda mais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pelo amor de Deus, não acendas a luz, que tou com uma enxaqueca das grandes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele tirou a roupa mesmo às escuras, enquanto a mulher gemia e gritava:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não acendas a luz, que me irrita os olhos e a dor de cabeça ainda piora!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o pobre marido ficou com pena da mulher, tornou a vestir-se, no escuro, e correu para a farmácia da esquina, que estava de serviço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O farmacêutico, que via o homem passando por ali, reconheceu-o e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Oiça, o senhor não é bombeiro?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-E o que é que está a fazer com essa roupa de guarda-nocturno?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4642281319962788838?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4642281319962788838/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/de-bombeiro-guarda-nocturno-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4642281319962788838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4642281319962788838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/de-bombeiro-guarda-nocturno-lol.html' title='De bombeiro a guarda nocturno LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-622192783209746285</id><published>2011-11-24T15:24:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T14:09:37.339-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amor é'/><title type='text'>ASTÚCIA DE UMA MULHER CASADA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://generic.pixmac.com/4/woman-getting-tattooed-image-photo-84164376.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" hda="true" height="320" src="http://generic.pixmac.com/4/woman-getting-tattooed-image-photo-84164376.jpg" width="212" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma senhora muito bonita procura um tatuador e pede-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Faça-me na minha virilha esquerda um lindo coelhinho de Páscoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tatuador trabalhou e fez um perfeito coelhinho, que ela adorou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; Agora, faça-me um Pai Natal com o seu saco de presentes na minha virilha direita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tatuador trabalhou e fez um lindo trabalho, que ela aprovou incondicionalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela perguntou quanto era, pagou e, quando ía sair, o tatuador perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Minha senhora, o seu pedido para mim foi inédito e isso deixou-me muito curioso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por favor, diga-me, porquê um coelho de Páscoa numa virilha e um Pai Natal na outra ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; É para eu calar a boca do meu marido, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;que está sempre a dizer que lá em casa não há nada de bom para comer entre a Páscoa e o Natal !&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/3389088771891432797-622192783209746285?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/622192783209746285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/astucia-de-uma-mulher-casada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/622192783209746285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/622192783209746285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/astucia-de-uma-mulher-casada.html' title='ASTÚCIA DE UMA MULHER CASADA.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3509561864792793554</id><published>2011-11-13T12:55:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T12:55:51.037-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alentejanos'/><title type='text'>Erros salariais..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQTrCVsOU5w/TMQZnLqWF-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/4cDYXtD7-3g/s1600/alentejanos3+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQTrCVsOU5w/TMQZnLqWF-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/4cDYXtD7-3g/s1600/alentejanos3+copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para testar a personalidade de  um alentejano, o dono da empresa mandou pagar 500 euros a mais no salário  dele.&lt;br /&gt;Os dias passam e o funcionário não diz nada.&lt;br /&gt;No mês seguinte, o  patrão faz o inverso: manda tirar 500 euros.&lt;br /&gt;Nesse mesmo dia, o funcionário  entra na sala para falar com ele:&lt;br /&gt;- Engenheiro, acho que houve um engano e  tiraram-me 500 euros do meu salário.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah?! Curioso porque no mês passado eu  paguei-lhe 500 euros a mais e você não comentou nada!&lt;br /&gt;- Pois, mas atão um  erro eu ainda tolero; agora dois acho um  abuso!!!&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3509561864792793554?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3509561864792793554/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/erros-salariais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3509561864792793554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3509561864792793554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/11/erros-salariais.html' title='Erros salariais..!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_NQTrCVsOU5w/TMQZnLqWF-I/AAAAAAAAAk4/4cDYXtD7-3g/s72-c/alentejanos3+copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8323435359120056536</id><published>2011-10-28T10:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-10-28T10:49:25.556Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='os que pensam que sabem'/><title type='text'>Nunca se deve interomper uma criança !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm46vhiIfj1qfz14qo1_500.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="128" ida="true" src="http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_lm46vhiIfj1qfz14qo1_500.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Joãozinho achou tão excitante o que tinha visto, que não se conteve e correu para casa contar à mãe, o que tinha visto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mãe! Mãe! Eu estava no pátio da escola, quando vi o carro do pai ir para o bosque com a tia Lídia. Fui atrás para ver. O pai estava a dar um grande beijo na tia Lídia. Depois ele ajudou-a a tirar uma blusa, depois a tia Lídia ajudou o pai a tirar as calças e depois a tia Lídia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nesse ponto, a Mãe interrompeu-o e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Joãozinho, essa é uma história tão interessante, que vais guardá-la para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;contar à hora do jantar! ... Quero ver a cara do pai, quando lhe contares &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;tudo isso à noite.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao jantar, a mãe pediu ao Joãozinho para contar a história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu estava a brincar não pátio da escola quando vi o carro do pai ir para o bosque com a tia Lídia. Corri para ver. Ele estava a dar um grande beijo à tia Lídia. Ajudou-a a tirar a blusa e a tia Lídia ajudou o pai a tirar as calças e, depois, a tia Lídia e o pai começaram a fazer as mesmas coisas que a mãe e o tio Jacinto faziam, quando o Pai estava na tropa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Mãe desmaiou!&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/3389088771891432797-8323435359120056536?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8323435359120056536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/10/nunca-se-deve-interomper-uma-crianca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8323435359120056536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8323435359120056536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/10/nunca-se-deve-interomper-uma-crianca.html' title='Nunca se deve interomper uma criança !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3613714088601548245</id><published>2011-09-27T03:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-27T03:00:58.233Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E esta hein?'/><title type='text'>Como te chamas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.digestivocultural.com/upload/eduardocarvalho/chines1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" kca="true" src="http://www.digestivocultural.com/upload/eduardocarvalho/chines1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Como te chamas? - pergunta a professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 'Kinaxixi' - responde o puto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Estamos em Portugal e não há cá Kinaxixis, isso era lá em Angola. Daqui para a frente chamas-te 'Joaquim' - diz a professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;À tarde, Kinaxixi volta para casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Correu-te bem o dia, Kinaxixi? - pergunta a mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Já não me chamo Kinaxixi, mas sim Joaquim, porque agora vivo em Portugal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ah, tu tens vergonha do teu nome, da tua raça e renegas os teus pais! - A mãe fica danada e enfia-lhe uma galheta bem aviada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chega o pai a casa e faz a mesma pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Correu-te bem o dia, Kinaxixi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Já não me chamo Kinaxixi, mas sim Joaquim, porque agora vivo em Portugal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz o pai: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ah, tu tens vergonha do teu nome e da tua raça? Então, até renegas os teus pais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Kinaxixi oferece a outra face e leva mais uma galheta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No dia seguinte quando chega à escola, a professora, reparando nas marcas dos dedos na cara do miúdo, pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-&amp;nbsp;O que foi que te aconteceu, Joaquim?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Bem, professora, mal me tornei português... fui logo agredido por dois pretos!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3613714088601548245?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3613714088601548245/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-te-chamas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3613714088601548245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3613714088601548245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/09/como-te-chamas.html' title='Como te chamas?'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8353777454230516989</id><published>2011-09-25T12:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-09-25T12:46:48.623Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Malucos'/><title type='text'>Agitar antes de abrir (LOL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://eb1-boaesperanca.edu.pt/x5.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://eb1-boaesperanca.edu.pt/x5.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Estavam 2 malucos no manicómio  quando de repente um deles começa aos saltos, o outro olha para ele muito  espantado e diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Que é que estás a fazer?&lt;br /&gt;O outro diz-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;- Não  dizes nada a ninguém?&lt;br /&gt;- Não pá, eu não digo nada!&lt;br /&gt;- Sabes o que é, é que  eu esqueci-me de agitar o xarope antes de o abrir.&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/3389088771891432797-8353777454230516989?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8353777454230516989/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/09/agitar-antes-de-abrir-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8353777454230516989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8353777454230516989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/09/agitar-antes-de-abrir-lol.html' title='Agitar antes de abrir (LOL)'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7809675124908859795</id><published>2011-07-31T17:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-07-31T17:33:48.969Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É a bebida'/><title type='text'>1ª Ministro ideal ... LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHn8T2BJNCY/R6M4ujVvL2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QONQq_UIUXI/S1600-R/bebados.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="184" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHn8T2BJNCY/R6M4ujVvL2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QONQq_UIUXI/S1600-R/bebados.gif" t$="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Iam dois bêbados na rua um atrás do outro. Dizia o bêbado da frente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Se eu fosse 1º ministro, isto era uma maravilha. As casas eram de borla, não havia inflação, toda a gente recebia bem, não existia pobreza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem reparar, o tipo caminha em direcção a uma tampa de saneamento aberta e cai lá dentro. Diz o bêbado de trás:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É sempre a mesma coisa.. Um governo que me interessava já caiu! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7809675124908859795?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7809675124908859795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-ministro-ideal-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7809675124908859795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7809675124908859795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/07/1-ministro-ideal-lol.html' title='1ª Ministro ideal ... LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_zHn8T2BJNCY/R6M4ujVvL2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/QONQq_UIUXI/s72-Rc/bebados.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1408823150042609868</id><published>2011-07-23T08:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-07-23T08:16:22.687Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E esta hein?'/><title type='text'>Foi desvendado o segredo !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DjUxd4RmkD8/S7tOlZs7wPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OrkSJHtRbNg/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DjUxd4RmkD8/S7tOlZs7wPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OrkSJHtRbNg/s400/3.jpg" t$="true" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1408823150042609868?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1408823150042609868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/07/foi-desvendado-o-segredo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1408823150042609868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1408823150042609868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/07/foi-desvendado-o-segredo.html' title='Foi desvendado o segredo !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DjUxd4RmkD8/S7tOlZs7wPI/AAAAAAAAAE4/OrkSJHtRbNg/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-169180406850238863</id><published>2011-06-24T12:32:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-06-24T12:34:07.802Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loiras'/><title type='text'>A lua pois claro !! LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fotos.sapo.pt/qO3CNJ0QljJz3J2jEwmY/" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="274" i$="true" src="http://fotos.sapo.pt/qO3CNJ0QljJz3J2jEwmY/" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diz uma loira a outra loira:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Oh, filha, diz-me o que é mais longe, a lua ou o Algarve?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- És mesmo estúpida!! Por acaso consegues ver o Algarve daqui?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-169180406850238863?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/169180406850238863/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/06/lua-pois-claro-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/169180406850238863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/169180406850238863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/06/lua-pois-claro-lol.html' title='A lua pois claro !! 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Um pinguim! O que é que eu faço?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O vizinho responde: - Não sei! Olhe, leve-o ao Jardim Zoológico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No dia seguinte, o vizinho olha para a casa da loira e vê-a a sair com o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pinguim preso com uma coleira e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então, não levou o pinguim ao Jardim Zoológico?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A loira:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Levei.... Gostou muito! Hoje vai ao Oceanário&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/3389088771891432797-6523424809569308869?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6523424809569308869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/loira-e-o-pinguim.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6523424809569308869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6523424809569308869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/loira-e-o-pinguim.html' title='A loira e o pinguim.....!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6056889738420776340</id><published>2011-05-13T22:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-05-13T22:57:34.744Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Futebol'/><title type='text'>Publicitado em Lisboa ............LOL !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e3vs3ErXIQ/TcrOaTMQ43I/AAAAAAAAAfg/kW3-pl18ROs/s1600/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e3vs3ErXIQ/TcrOaTMQ43I/AAAAAAAAAfg/kW3-pl18ROs/s400/untitled.bmp" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-6056889738420776340?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6056889738420776340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/publicitado-em-lisboa-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6056889738420776340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6056889738420776340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/publicitado-em-lisboa-lol.html' title='Publicitado em Lisboa ............LOL !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9e3vs3ErXIQ/TcrOaTMQ43I/AAAAAAAAAfg/kW3-pl18ROs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7907156710382429132</id><published>2011-05-11T18:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-05-11T18:03:24.390Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Eu diria que já nem de tanga ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc1ST7P7Qb4/SrD4bjjewkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Mo2vdFipbcc/s400/funny-mcdonalds-drive.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc1ST7P7Qb4/SrD4bjjewkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Mo2vdFipbcc/s400/funny-mcdonalds-drive.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mai nada !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7407524281334231590?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7407524281334231590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/mcdrive.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7407524281334231590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7407524281334231590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/mcdrive.html' title='McDrive ............ !!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Dc1ST7P7Qb4/SrD4bjjewkI/AAAAAAAAAPQ/Mo2vdFipbcc/s72-c/funny-mcdonalds-drive.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7502267058702416947</id><published>2011-05-07T16:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-05-07T16:56:49.847Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><title type='text'>Invasão de Anões ( LOLOLO)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i54.tinypic.com/2ih9ch0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" j8="true" src="http://i54.tinypic.com/2ih9ch0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O fenómeno apanhou de surpresa os habitantes de um certo país do hemisfério norte. Subitamente, a frequência de anões em motéis tinha triplicado. Procurando aqui, procurando ali, a explicação foi finalmente encontrada numa campanha de televisão contra a SIDA: A campanha recomendava às pessoas que reduzissem os seus parceiros sexuais.&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/3389088771891432797-7502267058702416947?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7502267058702416947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/invasao-de-anoes-lololo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7502267058702416947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7502267058702416947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/05/invasao-de-anoes-lololo.html' title='Invasão de Anões ( LOLOLO)'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i54.tinypic.com/2ih9ch0_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7041793160668630482</id><published>2011-04-30T20:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-30T20:16:08.211Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alentejanos'/><title type='text'>O alentejano astronauta !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lplpn1k1bIc/TVPWHFeXhhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HWE2ONZ6F38/s1600/astronauta.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j8="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lplpn1k1bIc/TVPWHFeXhhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HWE2ONZ6F38/s320/astronauta.gif" width="242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Numa missão da NASA foram enviados quatro astronautas: Um Americano, um Francês, um Russo e um Alentejano. A NASA permitiu a cada astronauta que levasse, para passar o tempo, qualquer coisa desde que o peso não fosse superior a 50 Kg. O Americano pediu 50 Kg de hamburgueres. O Francês levou a esposa. O Russo 50 Kg de livros científicos. O Alentejano levou 50 Kg de tabaco SG.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;De regresso à Terra, passados cinco longos anos,inicialmente saiu da nave o Americano com o triplo do seu peso, depois o Francês com um filho em cada braço, depois o Russo com a sua tese de doutoramento concluída e, finalmente, saiu o Alentejano, que se dirigiu ao microfone, com um cigarro em cada canto da boca e perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Porra!!!! Alguém tem lume??????&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/3389088771891432797-7041793160668630482?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7041793160668630482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-alentejano-astronauta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7041793160668630482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7041793160668630482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/o-alentejano-astronauta.html' title='O alentejano astronauta !!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lplpn1k1bIc/TVPWHFeXhhI/AAAAAAAAAkk/HWE2ONZ6F38/s72-c/astronauta.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-93867450325450195</id><published>2011-04-25T01:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-25T01:37:12.232Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Afinal existe super-heróis'/><title type='text'>Silvio Berlusconi (LOL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Kocd46KIyI/TbTFhEblaSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/jyvQ_oEBBTc/s1600/image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" i8="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Kocd46KIyI/TbTFhEblaSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/jyvQ_oEBBTc/s400/image001.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-93867450325450195?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/93867450325450195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/silvio-berlusconi-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/93867450325450195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/93867450325450195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/silvio-berlusconi-lol.html' title='Silvio Berlusconi (LOL)'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6Kocd46KIyI/TbTFhEblaSI/AAAAAAAAAbg/jyvQ_oEBBTc/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1677291685482564443</id><published>2011-04-07T03:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-07T03:09:56.033Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animais'/><title type='text'>Ratinho resistente hein? LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xalingo.com.br/2010/clubinho/files/hist/95.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://www.xalingo.com.br/2010/clubinho/files/hist/95.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um búfalo na selva a fumar um charro vê um ratinho e chamou-o e disse-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sabes o que estou a fazer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sei, tás a fumar um charro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não queres experimentar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sim eu nunca experimentei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E lá fumaram os dois, cada um o seu, no fim o búfalo diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E então, como te sentes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu não sinto nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o búfalo faz mais dois ainda maiores e lá fumaram outra vez... no fim de o fumarem o búfalo perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E agora como te sentes?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu não sinto nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O búfalo todo nervoso, faz outro charro com quase 1 metro de comprimento e lá fumaram outra vez cada um o seu... no fim de o fumarem já o búfalo estava todo roto, mas mesmo assim perguntou ao ratinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E agora como te sentes?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu não sinto nada, não sinto as orelhas, as perninhas, os bigodes, o rabinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1677291685482564443?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1677291685482564443/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/ratinho-resistente-hein-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1677291685482564443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1677291685482564443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/ratinho-resistente-hein-lol.html' title='Ratinho resistente hein? LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3900093067337305236</id><published>2011-04-06T19:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-04-06T19:13:24.714Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><title type='text'>No Hipermercado é que não ......!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy9ZXh-k9H8/R45W6tzhH3I/AAAAAAAABVI/eJttr3rRtKQ/s400/sexo.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy9ZXh-k9H8/R45W6tzhH3I/AAAAAAAABVI/eJttr3rRtKQ/s400/sexo.gif" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dois amigos encontram-se num bar mas um deles está com um olho negro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O que foi que te aconteceu? - pergunta o outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu levei com um frango congelado na cara, só isso! - responde o amigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mas como foi que aconteceu isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É que ontem a minha mulher estava de mini-saia e baixou-se no congelador para pegar nalguma coisa. Eu estava atrás dela e não resisti, agarrei-a ali mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- A sério?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Claro! E ela não queria, remexia-se, e eu fiquei ainda com mais tesão, e quanto mais ela gritava, mais eu continuava...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pô!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E ela debatia-se como uma louca, e eu cada vez com mais tesão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Só estou imaginando a cena! - diz o outro excitado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E então, enquanto eu a comia, ela conseguiu pegar num frango congelado e deu-me com ele na cara!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mas que coisa! A tua mulher não gosta de sexo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Em casa sim, no Carrefour não................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3900093067337305236?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3900093067337305236/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-hipermercado-e-que-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3900093067337305236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3900093067337305236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/04/no-hipermercado-e-que-nao.html' title='No Hipermercado é que não ......!!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cy9ZXh-k9H8/R45W6tzhH3I/AAAAAAAABVI/eJttr3rRtKQ/s72-c/sexo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7041594961995709840</id><published>2011-03-29T23:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-29T23:38:33.210Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sogras'/><title type='text'>A sogra....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t283/capitaococada/atack.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" r6="true" src="http://i163.photobucket.com/albums/t283/capitaococada/atack.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vai um homem à caça com a sua sogra. Já na mata, e de repente, um urso sai de um arbusto e ataca violentamente a respectiva sogra. Esta gritava desesperadamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Dispara!... Dispara!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Não tenho rolo! - Gritou o genro... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7041594961995709840?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7041594961995709840/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/sogra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7041594961995709840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7041594961995709840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/sogra.html' title='A sogra....!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-129155922641779783</id><published>2011-03-29T00:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-29T00:37:03.366Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>Mais uma do Joãozinho..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hologramaweb.com/postagens/2011/marco/imagens-marco2011/joaozinho.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://www.hologramaweb.com/postagens/2011/marco/imagens-marco2011/joaozinho.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Numa aula de Ciências do 6º ano o professor inicia uma experiência. Quatro lombrigas são colocadas em quatro tubos de ensaio separados: A primeira lombriga em álcool, a segunda lombriga em fumo de cigarro, a terceira em esperma e a quarta em terra natural.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No dia seguinte o professor mostra aos alunos o resultado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A primeira lombriga está morta; a segunda, no fumo do cigarro, está morta; a terceira, em esperma, está morta, a quarta, em terra natural, está viva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O professor comenta que é bastante nítido o que é prejudicial e pergunta à classe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O que podemos aprender desta experiência?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Responde imediatamente o Joãozinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Temos de beber, fumar e foder bastante para não termos lombrigas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-129155922641779783?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/129155922641779783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-uma-do-joaozinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/129155922641779783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/129155922641779783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/mais-uma-do-joaozinho.html' title='Mais uma do Joãozinho..!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6333920176516962644</id><published>2011-03-28T00:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-28T00:35:26.784Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Luizinho'/><title type='text'>A composição do Luizinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kCr40MAR-4/Sntev-6FhtI/AAAAAAAAADY/LiIbNhVaHTg/s320/19.+joaozinho.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kCr40MAR-4/Sntev-6FhtI/AAAAAAAAADY/LiIbNhVaHTg/s320/19.+joaozinho.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A professora mandou os alunos fazerem uma composição sobre o tema sexo e assuntos relacionados com esse tema. No dia seguinte, cada aluno leu a sua composição:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A da Joana era acerca de métodos contraceptivos, a do Zé "falava" da masturbação, a Joaquina escreveu sobre rituais sexuais antigos, etc...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegou a vez do Luizinho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então Luizinho, fizeste a composição que eu mandei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Sim Sra. professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Vá, lê lá então!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o Luizinho começou a ler alto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Era uma vez no velho Oeste, há muitos, muitos anos. No relógio da igreja batiam as 19h. Nuvens de poeira arrastavam-se pela cidade semi-deserta. O Sol ofuscava o horizonte, e tingia as nuvens de tons de sangue. De súbito, no horizonte, recortou-se a silhueta de um cavaleiro. Lentamente, foi-se aproximando da cidade... Ao chegar à entrada, desmontou. O silêncio pesado foi perturbado pelo tilintar das esporas. O cavaleiro chamava-se Johnny! Vestia todo de preto, à excepção do lenço vermelho que trazia ao pescoço e da fivela de prata que "prendia" os dois revolveres à cintura. O cavalo, companheiro de muitas andanças, dirigiu-se hesitante por uma poça de água...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O cheiro a pólvora provinha do revólver que já tinha voltado para o coldre de Johnny. Johnny não gostava de cavalos desobedientes! Johnny dirigiu-se para o bar. Quando estava a subir os três degraus, um mendigo que até ali dormia, tocou na perna de Johnny e pediu uma esmola...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny não gostava que lhe tocassem! Entrou no bar. Foi até ao balcão, e pediu uma cerveja. O barman serviu-lhe a cerveja. Johnny provou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny não gostava de cervejas mornas! As outras pessoas olharam todas surpreendidas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny não gostava de ser o centro das atenções! Saiu do bar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deslocou-se até ao outro lado da cidade para comprar um cavalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Passaram por ele um grupo de crianças a brincar e a correr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny não gostava de poeira e alem disso as crianças faziam muito barulho! Comprou o cavalo, e quando pagou, o Sr. enganou-se no troco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Johnny não gostava que se enganassem no troco! Saiu da cidade. Mais uma vez a sua silhueta recortou-se no horizonte, desta vez com o Sol já quase recolhido. O silêncio era pesado."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;FIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Luizinho calou-se. A turma estava petrificada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A professora chocada pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mas... mas... Luizinho... o que esta composição tem a ver com sexo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Luizinho com as mãos nos bolsos, responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- O Johnny era fodido...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-6333920176516962644?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6333920176516962644/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/composicao-do-luizinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6333920176516962644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6333920176516962644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/composicao-do-luizinho.html' title='A composição do Luizinho.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_9kCr40MAR-4/Sntev-6FhtI/AAAAAAAAADY/LiIbNhVaHTg/s72-c/19.+joaozinho.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1458456069464060340</id><published>2011-03-27T04:09:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-03-27T04:09:45.919Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebrações'/><title type='text'>Três anos a comemorar ...LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TcPnybz0bG4/S5bx7_bKeJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fAWehKKLG5I/s200/bebada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TcPnybz0bG4/S5bx7_bKeJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fAWehKKLG5I/s200/bebada.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O casal está no restaurante e o marido olha continuamente para uma mulher bêbeda que se encontra noutra mesa. Diz-lhe a mulher: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Conheces? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Conheço. É a minha ex-mulher. Começou a beber depois de nos divorciarmos e ouvi dizer que, desde então, nunca mais esteve sóbria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Há quanto tempo foi isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Há três anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Meu Deus! Não sabia que era possível alguém celebrar continuamente durante tanto tempo.&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/3389088771891432797-1458456069464060340?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1458456069464060340/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/tres-anos-comemorar-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1458456069464060340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1458456069464060340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/tres-anos-comemorar-lol.html' title='Três anos a comemorar ...LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_TcPnybz0bG4/S5bx7_bKeJI/AAAAAAAAAUI/fAWehKKLG5I/s72-c/bebada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5072727175364238695</id><published>2011-03-23T21:54:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T21:54:40.144-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sogras'/><title type='text'>Vai um bolinho de bacalhau?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nonnadesnuda.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/receita-bolinho-bacalhau-noruega.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="267" r6="true" src="http://www.nonnadesnuda.com.br/wp-content/uploads/2010/07/receita-bolinho-bacalhau-noruega.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um casal namorava na sala da casa. Após alguns beijos, abraços e "cambalhotas", chega a mãe dela e oferece bolinhos. O namorado, ao experimentar os bolinhos, agradece à futura sogra:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Muitos bons os seus bolinhos de bacalhau.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E a sogra responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Acho melhor você lavar as mãos. Esses bolinhos são de arroz.&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/3389088771891432797-5072727175364238695?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5072727175364238695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/vai-um-bolinho-de-bacalhau.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5072727175364238695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5072727175364238695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/vai-um-bolinho-de-bacalhau.html' title='Vai um bolinho de bacalhau?'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1767503817833259961</id><published>2011-03-22T16:08:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T16:08:39.862-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Médicos'/><title type='text'>Contas bem feitas ...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tC5DGTUXrt0/TBt0digk8vI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XZR4rwsxvTU/s320/medico+louco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tC5DGTUXrt0/TBt0digk8vI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XZR4rwsxvTU/s320/medico+louco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estavam três médicos e três pacientes. O médico aproxima-se do primeiro e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Como te chamas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Joãozinho - disse o paciente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então diz-me lá quanto é 2x2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É 300!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fogo, este está mesmo mal - disse o médico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dirige-se ao segundo paciente e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Quanto é 2x2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Azul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Uiii, este ainda está pior que o outro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dirige-se ao último paciente e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Quanto é 2x2?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É 4!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Muito bem. Como fizeste isso?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- É fácil, multipliquei 300 por azul!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1767503817833259961?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1767503817833259961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/contas-bem-feitas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1767503817833259961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1767503817833259961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/contas-bem-feitas.html' title='Contas bem feitas ...!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tC5DGTUXrt0/TBt0digk8vI/AAAAAAAAAVg/XZR4rwsxvTU/s72-c/medico+louco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7884750421780521012</id><published>2011-03-21T22:14:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T22:14:53.565-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padres e Freiras'/><title type='text'>Missa na província.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wiltonjr.com/images/5d23e266eb80_9169/SemanaSanta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" r6="true" src="http://www.wiltonjr.com/images/5d23e266eb80_9169/SemanaSanta.jpg" width="233" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um padre da província contava no sermão um dos mais famosos milagres de Cristo, a ressurreição de Lázaro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E então, Cristo chegou junto de Lájaro e dixe-le:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Lájaro, alabanta-te e anda! E Lájaro alebantou-xe e &lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;andeu&lt;/span&gt;!" &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ouve-se uma voz no fundo da igreja: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: red;"&gt;E andou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;u&gt;estúpido&lt;/u&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao que o padre respondeu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pois, andou estúpido durante uns tempos, mas depois paxou! &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/3389088771891432797-7884750421780521012?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7884750421780521012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/missa-na-provincia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7884750421780521012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7884750421780521012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/missa-na-provincia.html' title='Missa na província.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4325141007890881740</id><published>2011-03-17T21:26:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-17T21:26:46.457-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>A boa acção do dia...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quecenafixe.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/joaozinho.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" r6="true" src="http://www.quecenafixe.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/joaozinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma professora: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Hoje é o dia mundial das boas acções, portanto, o Joãozinho, o Carlinhos e o Zézinho - que eram os três "melhores" alunos da turma - vão lá fora praticar uma boa acção, e voltam para contar aos colegas o que fizeram, está bem ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os miúdos lá foram e passado quase uma hora voltaram.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então Joãozinho, qual foi a boa acção que praticaste?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu ajudei uma velhinha a atravessar a rua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Muito bem, e tu Carlinhos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu também ajudei a velhinha a atravessar a rua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ah sim? E tu Zézinho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pois ... Eu também ajudei a velhinha a atravessar a rua!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O quê? Os três!?!? Então e demoraram tanto tempo porquê???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não havia meio de o raio da velha querer atravessar a rua!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4325141007890881740?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4325141007890881740/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/boa-accao-do-dia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4325141007890881740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4325141007890881740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/boa-accao-do-dia.html' title='A boa acção do dia...!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3443053371450229454</id><published>2011-03-16T00:41:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-16T00:41:59.526-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Habilidades'/><title type='text'>Uma ligeira troca .......!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cimm.com.br/portal/produto/imagem/11027/SuperColaTubo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238" q6="true" src="http://www.cimm.com.br/portal/produto/imagem/11027/SuperColaTubo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Isabel casou-se e foi morar para o andar de cima, mas mesmo assim continuava a comer com os pais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Certo dia a mãe chama a Isabel e ela:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Já vou mãe, não demoro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz o Chico (o irmão mais novo):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não demora não!... Eu sei o que é que eles estão a fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A mãe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Deixa de ser parvo e cala-te!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Isabel, anda p'ra mesa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Já vou mãe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ehehe eu sei o que eles estão a fazer! O puto leva um tabefe e cala-se. Passado quase meia hora:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Isabel, filha, despacha-te que a comida fica fria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz a filha quase a chorar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Oh mãe já vou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Chico então desata-se a rir:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu sei o que eles estão a fazer... A Isabel pediu-me o tubo da vaselina e eu dei-lhe o da cola!!!! &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/3389088771891432797-3443053371450229454?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3443053371450229454/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-ligeira-troca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3443053371450229454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3443053371450229454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/uma-ligeira-troca.html' title='Uma ligeira troca .......!!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3106971668448168845</id><published>2011-03-14T19:02:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-14T19:02:31.568-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Habilidades'/><title type='text'>É para abrandar ou parar?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiSHK63gTNw/Rq3qCyy_qgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HlYf8TWlS9I/s320/gnr2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" q6="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiSHK63gTNw/Rq3qCyy_qgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HlYf8TWlS9I/s320/gnr2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um advogado conduzia distraído quando, num sinal de STOP, passa sem parar, em frente a uma viatura da GNR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - Ora muito boa tarde. Documentos e carta de condução, fáchavor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Advogado: - Mas por quê, Sr Guarda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - Não parou no sinal de STOP, ali atrás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Advogado: - Eu abrandei, e como não vinha ninguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - Exactamente... Documentos e carta de condução, fáchavor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Advogado: - Você sabe qual é a diferença jurídica entre abrandar e parar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - A diferença é que a lei diz que num sinal de STOP, deve-se parar completamente. Documentos e carta de condução, fáchavor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Advogado: - Ou não, Sr Guarda. Eu sou advogado e sei das suas limitações na interpretação de texto de lei. Proponho-lhe o seguinte: Se você conseguir explicar-me a diferença legal entre abrandar e parar, eu mostro-lhe os documentos e você pode multar-me. Senão, vou-me embora sem multa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - Afirmativo, concordo... Pode fazer o favor de sair da viatura, Sr. Advogado?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O advogado desce e então a patrulha da GNR saca dos cacetes, e aquilo é porrada que até ferve, para cima do Advogado. Socos pra tudo quanto é lado, lambadas, biqueiradas nos dentes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O advogado grita por socorro, e implora para pararem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o GNR pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Quer que eu pare ou que abrande...!?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Advogado: - PARE!... PARE!... PARE!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;GNR: - Afirmativo, Documentos e carta de condução, fáchavor...&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/3389088771891432797-3106971668448168845?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3106971668448168845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-para-abrandar-ou-parar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3106971668448168845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3106971668448168845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/e-para-abrandar-ou-parar.html' title='É para abrandar ou parar?'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_JiSHK63gTNw/Rq3qCyy_qgI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/HlYf8TWlS9I/s72-c/gnr2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3772221310592957132</id><published>2011-03-12T13:31:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T13:32:55.617-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Realeza'/><title type='text'>O Guei, a Gaínha e o Pguincipe.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVhXTDHu0Cw/TT78-kUd3KI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rwmfh3p0uQ8/s1600/Para-toda-a-realeza-uma-coroa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="207" q6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVhXTDHu0Cw/TT78-kUd3KI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rwmfh3p0uQ8/s320/Para-toda-a-realeza-uma-coroa.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;D. Dinis, filho de D. Duarte, duque de Bragança, pretendente ao trono de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Portugal, dirigiu-se ao pai e disse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Paizinho, sou gay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não, meu filho - respondeu D. Duarte. EU é que sou Guei, a mãezinha é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;gainha e tu és pguincipe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3772221310592957132?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3772221310592957132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-guei-gainha-e-o-pguincipe.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3772221310592957132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3772221310592957132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-guei-gainha-e-o-pguincipe.html' title='O Guei, a Gaínha e o Pguincipe.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VVhXTDHu0Cw/TT78-kUd3KI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/rwmfh3p0uQ8/s72-c/Para-toda-a-realeza-uma-coroa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2999956923756867057</id><published>2011-03-12T00:07:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-12T00:10:25.474-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Portugal !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHfhEO08cCE/SD1pXnYb5sI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/VyS9SWP9H7o/s400/BANDEIRA+PORTUGAL.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" q6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vHfhEO08cCE/SD1pXnYb5sI/AAAAAAAAG6Q/VyS9SWP9H7o/s320/BANDEIRA+PORTUGAL.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma comitiva do Parlamento Europeu a convite de Sócrates e da sua Ministra, visitam uma escola modelo no nosso país maravilha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Numa sala da primária cheia de jornalistas a ensaiada professora com ambição a uma futura boa colocação, pergunta aos alunos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Onde existe a melhor escola?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Em Portugal. - Respondem todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Onde existe o Magalhães, o melhor portátil do mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Em Portugal. - Respondem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E onde há os melhores recreios da Europa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Em Portugal. - Respondem mais uma vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E onde existem as melhores cantinas, que servem os melhores almoços, com boas sobremesas?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Nas escolas de Portugal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A professora ainda insaciada, continua:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Onde é que vivem as crianças mais felizes do mundo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Em Portugal! - Respondem os alunos com a lição bem estudada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os tradutores lá iam informando a comitiva estrangeira, que abanava a cabeça, céptica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nisto uma garota no fundo da sala começa a chorar baixinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com as televisões em directo, Sócrates, para impressionar convidados e jornalistas, pondo-se a jeito para as câmaras, resolve acudir à menina perguntando-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Que tens minha Menina?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Responde a menina, soluçando:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- QUERO IR PARA PORTUGAL!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-2999956923756867057?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2999956923756867057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/portugal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-117642682684953682</id><published>2011-03-11T23:57:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-11T23:57:53.278-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>O ouvido masculino.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Stq9WqcpAZQ/Sjnb0jZTbQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-cgpbtn9LkY/s400/orelha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" q6="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Stq9WqcpAZQ/Sjnb0jZTbQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-cgpbtn9LkY/s320/orelha.jpg" width="259" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Muitas vezes se ouve dizer que as mulheres falam demais... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas não tem problema, porque o ouvido masculino é seletivo, ou seja, escuta somente o que interessa.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Preste atenção... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O que a mulher diz:&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Esse lugar está uma bagunça, amor !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Precisamos limpar isto você e eu .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suas coisas estão jogadas no chão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e você vai ficar sem roupas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;pra usar se não lavá-las agora mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;O que o homem escuta: &lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Blah, blah, blah, blah, &lt;strong&gt;AMOR&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blah, blah, blah, blah, &lt;strong&gt;VOCÊ E EU&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blah, blah, blah, blah, &lt;strong&gt;NO CHÃO&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blah, blah, blah, blah, &lt;strong&gt;SEM ROUPAS&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;blah, blah, blah, blah, &lt;strong&gt;AGORA MESMO&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Percebem a diferença?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;OS HOMENS SELECIONAM AS PALAVRAS, SÓ ISSO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/3389088771891432797-117642682684953682?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/117642682684953682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-ouvido-masculino.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/117642682684953682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/117642682684953682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-ouvido-masculino.html' title='O ouvido masculino.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Stq9WqcpAZQ/Sjnb0jZTbQI/AAAAAAAAAkM/-cgpbtn9LkY/s72-c/orelha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6782373733631864367</id><published>2011-03-01T19:03:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-03-01T19:03:35.464-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muitos ficam assim'/><title type='text'>O que pode obrigar um homen a usar brinco?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.legal.adv.br/img/refs/brinco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="http://www.legal.adv.br/img/refs/brinco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia, no escritório de advocacia, um dos advogados reparou que um seu colega, homem muito conservador, reconhecidamente muito sério, usava um brinco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não sabia que você gostava desse tipo de coisas - comentou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não é nada de especial, é só um brinco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Há quanto tempo você o usa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Desde que a minha mulher o encontrou, no meu carro, e eu disse que era meu...&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/3389088771891432797-6782373733631864367?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6782373733631864367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/03/o-que-pode-obrigar-um-homen-usar-brinco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>ISTO É QUE É MARIDO HONESTO!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.emporiosaopaulo.com.br/images/produtos/prod_06216.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" l6="true" src="http://www.emporiosaopaulo.com.br/images/produtos/prod_06216.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma mulher foi presa por roubar no supermercado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando estava no tribunal, o juiz perguntou-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O que é que a senhora roubou?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 1 lata pequena de pêssegos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O juiz perguntou-lhe o motivo do roubo, e ela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Porque estava com fome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O juiz então perguntou à senhora quantos pêssegos tinha a lata:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Tinha 6 pêssegos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O juiz então disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Vou mandar prende-la por 6 dias, 1 dia por cada pêssego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas antes que o juiz pudesse terminar a sentença, o marido dela perguntou se poderia ter uma palavra com o juiz sobre o acontecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Juiz disse que sim, e perguntou o que queria ele dizer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Então o marido disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ela também roubou uma lata de ervilhaS&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/3389088771891432797-7161011393626537829?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7161011393626537829/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/isto-e-que-e-marido-honesto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7161011393626537829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7161011393626537829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/isto-e-que-e-marido-honesto.html' title='ISTO É QUE É MARIDO HONESTO!!!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-459656844362010487</id><published>2011-02-22T02:02:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T02:02:29.121-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educação'/><title type='text'>Fardo de Feno..........!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://images04.olx.pt/ui/3/83/15/35447815_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" j6="true" src="http://images04.olx.pt/ui/3/83/15/35447815_1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Num Curso de Medicina, o professor dirige-se ao aluno e pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Quantos rins nós temos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Quatro! - Responde o aluno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Quatro? - Replica o professor arrogantemente, daqueles que sentem prazer em tripudiar sobre os erros dos alunos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Tragam, um fardo de feno, pois temos um asno na sala. - ordena o professor ao seu auxiliar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-E para mim um cafézinho! - Replicou o aluno ao auxiliar do mestre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O&amp;nbsp;professor ficou irado e expulsou o aluno da sala.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O aluno era, entretanto, o humorista Aparício Torelly Aporelly (1895-1971)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao sair da sala, o aluno ainda teve a audácia de corrigir o furioso mestre:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-O senhor me perguntou quantos rins 'nós temos'...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Nós' temos quatro: dois meus e dois seus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Nós' é uma expressão usada para o plural. Tenha um bom apetite e delicie-se com o feno.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;MORAL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A vida exige muito mais compreensão do que conhecimento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Às vezes as pessoas, por terem um pouco a mais de conhecimento ou 'acreditarem' que o têm, acham-se no direito de subestimar os outros...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... haja feno!!!&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/3389088771891432797-459656844362010487?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/459656844362010487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/fardo-de-feno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/459656844362010487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/459656844362010487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/fardo-de-feno.html' title='Fardo de Feno..........!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-42494548529604430</id><published>2011-02-18T18:13:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-18T18:13:29.056-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bela hora para leituras'/><title type='text'>Vendendo a Bíblia !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTHpTyHl6VY/Sw_K0tX0uBI/AAAAAAAAA4k/C527-7N8mdI/s1600/biblia.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTHpTyHl6VY/Sw_K0tX0uBI/AAAAAAAAA4k/C527-7N8mdI/s320/biblia.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Três novos empregados temporários tinham de vender mais Bíblias em três semanas para conseguirem o trabalho definitivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1° semana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Inglês - 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Francês - 9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Português (gago)-25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2° semana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Inglês- 15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Francês - 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Português (gago) - 67&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3° semana:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Inglês - 25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Francês - 42&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Português (gago) - 159&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Toda a gente pasmada por o vendedor português gago ter vendido mais Bíblias. O chefe pergunta-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Diga-me qual é o seu segredo para vender tantas Bíblias?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É fáaaacil. Eu cheeego às caaasas e diiigo queeeeer commmmmmprar uma bíblia ou queeeer que euuuu lha leeeeia. &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/3389088771891432797-42494548529604430?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/42494548529604430/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/vendendo-biblia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/42494548529604430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/42494548529604430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/vendendo-biblia.html' title='Vendendo a Bíblia !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hTHpTyHl6VY/Sw_K0tX0uBI/AAAAAAAAA4k/C527-7N8mdI/s72-c/biblia.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2842458063829470679</id><published>2011-02-16T16:29:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-16T16:29:38.043-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políticos'/><title type='text'>Sócrates também sonha......!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YgKSeKEjrY/RiVc_uciOXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6UQHrUiNmmk/s320/Jos%C3%A9+Socrates.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" j6="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YgKSeKEjrY/RiVc_uciOXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6UQHrUiNmmk/s320/Jos%C3%A9+Socrates.jpg" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sócrates está na cama com a namorada........a dormir mas a sonhar. Sonhava que tinha ficado pobre, muito pobre. Começa então a falar alto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Estou teso!" "Estou teso!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A namorada, que acabara de ouvir tão boa notícia, apalpa Sócrates e diz irritada:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- F&amp;amp;%** - SE, ESTE É MENTIROSO ATÉ A DORMIR !!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-2842458063829470679?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2842458063829470679/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/socrates-tambem-sonha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2842458063829470679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2842458063829470679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/socrates-tambem-sonha.html' title='Sócrates também sonha......!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_9YgKSeKEjrY/RiVc_uciOXI/AAAAAAAAAOc/6UQHrUiNmmk/s72-c/Jos%C3%A9+Socrates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6055813287292080123</id><published>2011-02-15T13:14:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T13:14:01.890-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Direitos e Deveres'/><title type='text'>Os direitos do pénis...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZM-WfGrRkw/TVqKB_DYjgI/AAAAAAAAJIM/pjZ6OZdHU-c/s1600/securedownload.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZM-WfGrRkw/TVqKB_DYjgI/AAAAAAAAJIM/pjZ6OZdHU-c/s1600/securedownload.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu, o Pénis, venho por este meio exigir um aumento de salário, apresentando as seguintes razões: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Faço esforços físicos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Trabalho a grandes profundidades;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· A cabeça é a primeira coisa que uso em tudo o que faço; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Não gozo fins-de-semana nem feriados; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Trabalho num ambiente húmido;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Trabalho num local com iluminação e ventilação deficientes; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;· Trabalho com temperaturas elevadas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resposta: Caro Pénis, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Após a análise do seu pedido, e levando em consideração os argumentos por si apresentados, a Administração rejeita o seu pedido pelas seguintes razões: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O senhor não trabalha 8 horas seguidas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Adormece após breves períodos de trabalho; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Nem sempre segue as ordens da equipa de gestão; Não permanece na sua área de serviço e é visto muitas vezes em visita a outras localidades; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O senhor não toma a iniciativa - necessita de ser pressionado e estimulado para começar a trabalhar; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O seu local de trabalho fica bastante sujo após o seu turno de trabalho; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Nem sempre obedece a normas de segurança necessárias, como a utilização de roupa de protecção; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Irá reformar-se antes dos 65 anos; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É incapaz de fazer turnos duplos;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Por vezes, abandona a sua área de trabalho antes de ter completado as tarefas que lhe foram atribuídas; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E, como se tudo isto não bastasse, o senhor tem sido constantemente visto a entrar e a sair do seu local de trabalho carregando dois sacos de aparência suspeita.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com os melhores cumprimentos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Administração &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/3389088771891432797-6055813287292080123?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6055813287292080123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/os-direitos-do-penis.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6055813287292080123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6055813287292080123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/os-direitos-do-penis.html' title='Os direitos do pénis...'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CZM-WfGrRkw/TVqKB_DYjgI/AAAAAAAAJIM/pjZ6OZdHU-c/s72-c/securedownload.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6304864525390398211</id><published>2011-02-13T13:06:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T13:11:12.185-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sogras'/><title type='text'>AS 12 MAIS DA SOGRA.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://seeupedirvcda.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/sogra1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="400" src="http://seeupedirvcda.files.wordpress.com/2010/04/sogra1.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1)&lt;/strong&gt; O cara chega pro amigo e fala: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Minha sogra morreu e agora fiquei em dúvida. Não sei se vou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;trabalhar ou se vou pro enterro dela... O que é que você acha? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o amigo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Primeiro o trabalho, depois a diversão!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2)&lt;/strong&gt; O homem leva um susto ao ouvir de sua cartomante: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Em breve sua sogra morrerá de forma violenta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Imediatamente ele pergunta à vidente: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Violentamente? E eu? Serei absolvido?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3)&lt;/strong&gt; Um homem encontra seu amigo na rua e lhe diz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Cara, você é igualzinho a minha sogra, a única diferença é o bigode! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O amigo fala: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mas eu não tenho bigode! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É, mas a minha sogra tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4)&lt;/strong&gt; Um cara foi à delegacia e disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu vim dar queixa, pois a minha sogra sumiu. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O delegado pergunta: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Há quanto tempo ela sumiu? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Duas semanas - respondeu o genro.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E só agora é que você vem dar queixa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É que custei a acreditar que eu tivesse tanta sorte!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5)&lt;/strong&gt; A sogra do cara morreu. Um amigo perguntou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O que fazemos? Enterramos ou cremamos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- As duas coisas. Não podemos facilitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6)&lt;/strong&gt; O cara voltava do enterro de sua sogra quando, ao passar por um prédio em obras, um tijolo caiu lá de cima e quase acertou a cabeça dele... O homem olhou pro céu e gritou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Já chegou aí, sua desgraçada!!! Felizmente ainda continua com má pontaria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7)&lt;/strong&gt; - Querido, onde está aquele livro: 'Como viver 100 anos?' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Joguei fora! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Jogou fora? Por quê? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É que a sua mãe vem nos visitar amanhã e eu não quero que ela leia essas coisas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8)&lt;/strong&gt; Na sala de espera de um grande Hospital, o médico chega para um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;cara muito nervoso e diz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Tenho uma péssima noticia para lhe dar.... A cirurgia que fizemos em sua mãe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ah!, ela não é a minha mãe... É a minha sogra, doutor! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Nesse caso, então, tenho uma boa noticia para lhe dar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9)&lt;/strong&gt; A garota chega pra mãe, reclamando do ceticismo do namorado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mãe, o Mário diz que não acredita em inferno.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Case-se com ele, minha filha, e deixe o resto comigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10)&lt;/strong&gt; O sujeito bate à porta de uma casa e assim que um homem abre ele diz: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- O senhor poderia contribuir com o Lar dos Idosos? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É claro! Espere um pouco que eu vou buscar a minha sogra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;11) Qual a punição por bigamia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Duas sogras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;12) A mulher comenta com o marido:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Querido, hoje o relógio caiu da parede da sala e por pouco não bateu na cabeça da mamãe... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Maldito relógio! Sempre atrasado!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-6304864525390398211?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6304864525390398211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-12-mais-da-sogra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6304864525390398211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6304864525390398211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/as-12-mais-da-sogra.html' title='AS 12 MAIS DA SOGRA.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4643380509855489874</id><published>2011-02-12T00:39:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-12T00:41:21.478-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>Vingança Feminina - (I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kWyOcacuPs/S_0gA5QiJwI/AAAAAAAACR0/XT2YOiEo3MA/s400/velhinha.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kWyOcacuPs/S_0gA5QiJwI/AAAAAAAACR0/XT2YOiEo3MA/s320/velhinha.jpg" width="272" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A velhinha pergunta para o marido moribundo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Meu bem, depois de 40 anos de casado, me satisfaça uma curiosidade. Você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;já me traiu alguma vez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim, querida! Uma única vez! Lembra-se quando eu trabalhava na Nestlé, e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;tinha uma secretária chamada Margarida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim, me lembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Pois é, aquele corpo já foi todinho meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E após alguns segundos, ele pergunta E você, minha velha, já me traiu alguma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;vez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim, meu bem! Uma única vez! Lembra-se quando a gente morava na Vila Andrade, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;em frente ao Corpo de Bombeiros?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Sim... me lembro! - responde o moribundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: #444444;"&gt;Pois é... aquele corpo já foi todinho meu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4643380509855489874?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4643380509855489874/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/vinganca-feminina-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4643380509855489874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4643380509855489874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/vinganca-feminina-i.html' title='Vingança Feminina - (I)'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_9kWyOcacuPs/S_0gA5QiJwI/AAAAAAAACR0/XT2YOiEo3MA/s72-c/velhinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2756670038631233041</id><published>2011-02-09T12:58:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T12:58:20.501-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casais'/><title type='text'>O Amor..........</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ocasodoacaso.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" height="260" src="http://ocasodoacaso.files.wordpress.com/2008/11/amor.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma mulher apaixonada envia uma mensagem de texto, com muito amor, ao seu amado alentejano, dizendo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu amor, se estás a dormir, envia-me os teus sonhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se estás a rir, envia-me o teu sorriso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se estás chorando, envia-me as tuas lágrimas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu amo-te!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao que o homem responde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meu amor.... Eu estou cagando. Queres que te envie alguma coisa?&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/3389088771891432797-2756670038631233041?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2756670038631233041/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2756670038631233041'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2756670038631233041'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-amor.html' title='O Amor..........'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6970822409467097026</id><published>2011-02-07T10:12:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T10:15:14.738-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>Como combater a crise masculina .. LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-v7nVhXnPEc/S8Cgfxo8HKI/AAAAAAAABEM/IQrV-KEDlo0/s1600/humor-casar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" h5="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-v7nVhXnPEc/S8Cgfxo8HKI/AAAAAAAABEM/IQrV-KEDlo0/s1600/humor-casar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para aqueles que casaram agora, ou que ainda mantêm o 1º casamento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando completei 25 anos de casado, introspectivo, olhei para a minha esposa e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;– Querida, há 25 anos nós tínhamos um carocha, um apartamento caindo aos pedaços, dormíamos num sofá-cama e víamos televisão a preto e branco num ecrã de 14 polegadas. Mas, todas as noites, eu dormia com uma mulher de 25 anos. Agora nós temos uma mansão, dois Mercedes, uma cama super King Size e uma TV plasma de 50 polegadas, mas eu durmo com uma senhora de 50 anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;– Parece-me que és a única que não está evoluindo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A minha esposa, que é uma mulher muito sensata, disse-me então, sem sequer levantar os olhos do que estava a fazer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;– Sem problemas. Sai de casa, e encontra uma mulher de 25 anos de idade que queira ficar contigo. E, se isso acontecer, é com o maior prazer que eu farei com que tu, novamente, vivas num apartamento caindo aos pedaços, durmas num sofá-cama e conduzas um carocha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabem que fiquei curado da minha crise de meia-idade??? Estas mulheres maduras são realmente o máximo!!! Verdadeiramente espectaculares!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white; color: red; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E PARA COMPLETAR...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;– Querida, responde-me só a uma coisa. Onde está agora aquela mulher, linda e sexy, com quem eu casei?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao que ela respondeu, sem levantar os olhos do que estava a fazer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;– Querido, comeste-a! Olha bem para o tamanho da tua barriga!&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/3389088771891432797-6970822409467097026?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6970822409467097026/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/como-combater-crise-masculina-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6970822409467097026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6970822409467097026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/como-combater-crise-masculina-lol.html' title='Como combater a crise masculina .. LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-v7nVhXnPEc/S8Cgfxo8HKI/AAAAAAAABEM/IQrV-KEDlo0/s72-c/humor-casar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7652140586119561593</id><published>2011-02-06T01:53:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T01:53:36.837-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casais'/><title type='text'>Hora sagrada ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcR8_dpO5yg/SY1l1JxBPGI/AAAAAAAAJTU/bbTItmMqH0I/s200/mulher_dormindo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcR8_dpO5yg/SY1l1JxBPGI/AAAAAAAAJTU/bbTItmMqH0I/s200/mulher_dormindo.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;O marido, ao chegar a casa, ao final da noite, diz à mulher que já estava deitada :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Querida, eu quero amá-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #444444;"&gt;A mulher, que estava dormindo, com a voz embolada, responde:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A mala...?! Ah, não sei onde está! Use a mochila que está no armário do quarto de visitas.&lt;br /&gt;- Não é isso querida, hoje vou amar-te.&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;h6 class="uiStreamMessage" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="color: red; font-weight: normal; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_hide"&gt;- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Por mim, você pode ir a Marte, a Júpiter, a Saturno e até à merda, desde que me deixe dormir em paz!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7652140586119561593?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7652140586119561593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/hora-sagrada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7652140586119561593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7652140586119561593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/hora-sagrada.html' title='Hora sagrada ...'/><author><name>RobertoSMoura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660349088766537527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XTaxoBSN-tM/S-SKfLIAVqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5mM14xSl6fE/S220/R+background.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hcR8_dpO5yg/SY1l1JxBPGI/AAAAAAAAJTU/bbTItmMqH0I/s72-c/mulher_dormindo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-295131627248955494</id><published>2011-02-02T13:08:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-02-02T13:08:35.723-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Educação'/><title type='text'>O sardinho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ajudaalunos.com/cn/capi17_ficheiros/image110.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://www.ajudaalunos.com/cn/capi17_ficheiros/image110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz a professora para os alunos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Amanhã, tragam todos um animal de estimação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No outro dia, diz a professora para a menina Raquel:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então menina Raquel, diga-me lá o que é que trouxe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu trouxe uma cadelinha, senhora professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E como é que sabe que é uma cadelinha e não um cãozinho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Porque é uma menina tal como eu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E o Pedrinho o que trouxe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu trouxe uma pombinha, senhora professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E como é que sabe que é uma pombinha e não um pombo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Porque ela põe ovos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Muito bem! E o menino Joãozinho, vá, diga-me lá o que é que trouxe?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Eu trouxe um sardinho, senhora professora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E como é que sabe que é um sardinho e não uma sardinha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: black;"&gt;Porque na lata dizia "sardinha com tomates"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-295131627248955494?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/295131627248955494/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-sardinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/295131627248955494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/295131627248955494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/02/o-sardinho.html' title='O sardinho!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2987544211655000024</id><published>2011-01-30T12:45:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T12:57:26.318-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Força aérea'/><title type='text'>Saltou ou não saltou?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4X_ucX9HoY/TUVr1hkp8_I/AAAAAAAABK4/5lIVP1g6W_o/s1600/for%25C3%25A7a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567975081602839538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4X_ucX9HoY/TUVr1hkp8_I/AAAAAAAABK4/5lIVP1g6W_o/s400/for%25C3%25A7a.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Era uma vez um pai que tinha muito gosto em ter um filho que entrasse na Força Aerea. Aos 18anos o seu filho assim fez a vontade ao seu pai. O Filho foi a casa de fim de semana e o pai estava todo contente pois tinha um filho na força aerea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O pai pergunta ao filho:&lt;/strong&gt; como tinha corrieu o seu primeiro salto de paraquedismo.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Filho: &lt;/strong&gt;Este responde que não era assimtão facil saltar, estava a dar uma angustia na barriga ao ver os colegas a saltar e quando chegou a sua vez exitou, o seu superior diz-lhe que tinha que saltar;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;pai diz-lhe&lt;/strong&gt;: o tu saltaste?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O filho respondeu&lt;/strong&gt;: Tinha algum receio mas naquele instante apareceu um Tenente preto, forte e com um grande mangalho a vista e diz-me: "ou saltas ou levas no cu!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O Pai responde&lt;/strong&gt;: Mas tu saltaste!!!!!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filho:&lt;/strong&gt; Pois, No principio saltei um bocadinho, depois....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-2987544211655000024?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2987544211655000024/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/saltou-ou-nao-saltou.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2987544211655000024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2987544211655000024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/saltou-ou-nao-saltou.html' title='Saltou ou não saltou?'/><author><name>FChaves</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00371041947478396082</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='8' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4X_ucX9HoY/SWaLmvDYh9I/AAAAAAAAAzs/uCngBjnNL5E/S220/Banner.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4X_ucX9HoY/TUVr1hkp8_I/AAAAAAAABK4/5lIVP1g6W_o/s72-c/for%25C3%25A7a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-885956381060071033</id><published>2011-01-30T02:02:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T02:02:36.157-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><title type='text'>Advogado recém licenciado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty0kofEQTE8/SonwNBttgUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sRE6Xsz7B-Y/s400/advogado.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty0kofEQTE8/SonwNBttgUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sRE6Xsz7B-Y/s320/advogado.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O advogado recém-licenciado, na entrevista para um emprego... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E quais são as suas pretensões salariais? - perguntou o entrevistador. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Aproximadamente uns 700 contos por mês, mais benefícios. Quais os benefícios que a sua empresa oferece? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Normalmente, oferecemos 6 semanas de férias por ano, fundo de pensão complementar, um BMW novo em cada dois anos, cartões de crédito, telemóvel pago, plano de saúde integral para todos os dependentes e uma viagem aos Estados Unidos duas vezes por ano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Está a brincar, não está? - pergunta o advogado. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- É claro! Mas foi você que começou!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-885956381060071033?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/885956381060071033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/advogado-recem-licenciado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/885956381060071033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/885956381060071033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/advogado-recem-licenciado.html' title='Advogado recém licenciado.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ty0kofEQTE8/SonwNBttgUI/AAAAAAAAAAc/sRE6Xsz7B-Y/s72-c/advogado.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3713333136364862004</id><published>2011-01-29T07:55:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T07:59:40.020-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políticos'/><title type='text'>NÃO ACREDITEM NAS SONDAGENS.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p4TlKE_nZEg/TLif8P9wg0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Is0EuoxLSZo/s1600/elei%C3%A7oes.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="291" s5="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p4TlKE_nZEg/TLif8P9wg0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Is0EuoxLSZo/s320/elei%C3%A7oes.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DECLARAÇÃO DE UM ELEITOR:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As pesquisas de mercado são manipuladas e não refletem a tendência do eleitorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Realizei um levantamento, por conta própria, e concluí que o próximo Presidente da República vai ser a minha mãe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Telefonei para 1.253 pessoas entre duas e quatro da madrugada e perguntei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;EM QUEM VAI VOCÊ VOTAR PARA PRESIDENTE ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Todos os entrevistados responderam:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: blue; color: white; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NA PUTA QUE TE PARIU !!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3713333136364862004?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3713333136364862004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/nao-acreditem-nas-sondagens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3713333136364862004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3713333136364862004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/nao-acreditem-nas-sondagens.html' title='NÃO ACREDITEM NAS SONDAGENS.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_p4TlKE_nZEg/TLif8P9wg0I/AAAAAAAAANo/Is0EuoxLSZo/s72-c/elei%C3%A7oes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2133373791622521853</id><published>2011-01-27T07:33:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T07:33:37.682-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>Vou ali e já venho LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs844.snc4/71096_361709221185_7242676_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" s5="true" src="http://profile.ak.fbcdn.net/hprofile-ak-snc4/hs844.snc4/71096_361709221185_7242676_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia, um homem cansado da vida de casado disse que ia ali à esquina comprar cigarros e que já voltava. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ficou dez anos desaparecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tempos depois, reapareceu. Bateu à porta, a esposa foi abrir, e lá estava ele. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dez anos mais velho, quieto, sem dizer uma palavra. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A mulher despejou sua revolta em cima dele: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Seu isso! Seu aquilo! Então você diz que vai à esquina comprar cigarros e desaparece? Abandona-me, abandona as crianças, fica dez anos sem dar notícias, faz-me criar as crianças sozinha e ainda tem o desplante e a coragem de reaparecer deste jeito? Pois você vai me pagar. Eu não vou lhe perdoar nunca. Está ouvindo? Entre, mas prepare-se para... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nisso, o homem deu uma palmada na testa e, disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Epá! Esqueci-me dos fósforos! Já volto!&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/3389088771891432797-2133373791622521853?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2133373791622521853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/vou-ali-e-ja-venho-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2133373791622521853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2133373791622521853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/vou-ali-e-ja-venho-lol.html' title='Vou ali e já venho LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2869066794605924305</id><published>2011-01-25T19:25:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T19:25:07.059-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>Um Porche bem baratinho LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://globpt.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/porsche-panamera1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" s5="true" src="http://globpt.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/porsche-panamera1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um rapaz de 16 anos chega em casa com um Porsche e os pais gritam: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Onde conseguiu isto?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele calmamente responde: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Acabei de comprar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Com que dinheiro? - perguntam - Sabemos quanto custa um Porsche! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Bem, ele disse, este custou 15 Euros. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E os pais esbravejaram ainda mais: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Quem venderia um carro destes por 15 Euros??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- A senhora logo acima na rua. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sei seu nome, recém mudou-se para cá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ela me viu passando de bicicleta e perguntou se queria comprar o Porsche por 15 dólares. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Santo Deus! gemeu a mãe, deve abusar de crianças... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem sabe o que fará depois? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;João, vai lá imediatamente, para ver o que se passa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O pai foi até à casa da senhora e ela calmamente plantava malmequeres no jardim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele se apresentou como pai do rapaz a quem ela vendeu o Porsche e perguntou por que ela havia feito aquilo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Bem, disse ela, pensei que meu marido estivesse viajando em serviço, mas descobri que ele fugiu para o Havaí, com a uma hospedeira e não pretende voltar... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Esta manhã ele me ligou e pediu que vendesse o Porsche e lhe enviasse o dinheiro... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Então eu vendi... 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type='text'>HOSPITAL PSIQUIÁTRICO - O teste da banheira.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://casaejardim.globo.com/edic/652/exc_banheira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="289" s5="true" src="http://casaejardim.globo.com/edic/652/exc_banheira.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Durante a visita a um hospital psiquiátrico, um dos visitantes perguntou ao director: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Qual é o critério pelo qual vocês decidem quem precisa ser hospitalizado aqui?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O director respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Nós enchemos uma banheira com água e oferecemos ao doente uma colher, um copo e um balde e pedimos que a esvazie. De acordo com a forma que ele decida realizar a missão, nós decidimos se o hospitalizamos ou não.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ah! Entendi. - disse o visitante. Uma pessoa normal usaria o balde, que é maior que o copo e a colher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não! - respondeu o director - uma pessoa normal tiraria a tampa do ralo. O que o senhor prefere? Quarto particular ou enfermaria?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dedicado a todos que escolheram o balde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A vida tem muito mais opções. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Agora diz a verdade...tb escolhestes o balde, não foi?&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/3389088771891432797-141754671789673530?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/141754671789673530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/hospital-psiquiatrico-o-teste-da.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/141754671789673530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/141754671789673530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/hospital-psiquiatrico-o-teste-da.html' title='HOSPITAL PSIQUIÁTRICO - O teste da banheira.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1185544008720101509</id><published>2011-01-23T10:38:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-23T10:38:38.795-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>**N A R I ZT U P I D O**</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogmais.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/nariz.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" s5="true" src="http://blogmais.files.wordpress.com/2008/12/nariz.gif" width="317" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No Interior de Minas no Brasil, um casal de amigos caminhava pelo pasto de uma fazenda, até que viram um cavalo transando com uma égua, e a amiga logo perguntou... . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Carzarbertoo..., o que é aquilo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Elis tão casalano, sô! A égua tá no cio, o cavalo percebeu isso e ta mandano brasa!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Mais cumé co cavalo sabe que ela tá no cio, Arbertoo? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Aaara!!, é co cavalo sente o cheiro da égua no cio, sô! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Passaram mais adiante, e tinha um bode transando com uma cabra, e a amiga perguntou de novo, e o Amigo deu a mesma resposta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais na frente, lá estava um boi pegando uma vaca, e ela tornou a perguntar, e ele deu a mesma resposta: que o boi também sentia o cheiro da vaca no cio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi aí que a amiga perguntou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Ô Carzalbertoo, se eu perguntá uma coisa pr'ocê, ocê jura que num vai ficá chatiado? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Craro que não, miga! Ocê pode perguntá!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: yellow; color: black; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- OCÊ TÁ COM O NARIZTUPIDO?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1185544008720101509?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1185544008720101509/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/n-r-i-zt-u-p-i-d-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1185544008720101509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1185544008720101509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/n-r-i-zt-u-p-i-d-o.html' title='**N A R I ZT U P I D O**'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7871391112727534158</id><published>2011-01-19T01:34:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:34:49.211-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Polícias'/><title type='text'>Quinze Anos de Toureio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O bêbado, com um trapo velho, anda a tourear tudo o que vê: pessoas, candeeiros, automóveis, manequins e vai soltando «olés!» de satisfação. O polícia leva-o para a esquadra e, aí, o bêbado toureia o chefe da esquadra, que sem meias medidas lhe assenta uma bofetada que o atira ao chão. O bêbado levanta-se, tenta empertigar-se, e diz com a altivez que a bebedeira permitia: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;— Saiba V. Ex. que em 15 anos de toureio é a primeira vez que sou colhido!&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/3389088771891432797-7871391112727534158?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7871391112727534158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/quinze-anos-de-toureio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7871391112727534158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7871391112727534158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/quinze-anos-de-toureio.html' title='Quinze Anos de Toureio.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5204666565250322592</id><published>2011-01-18T21:26:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T01:44:11.513-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><title type='text'>Isso é que é saber usar o telemovél.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fazia muito tempo que o baiano não dava uma. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegou no brega (zona) e disse para a moça: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Quanto cê cobra? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- 100,00 reais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Muito caro, cê é doida ...que porra é essa??? Tá muito caro!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então 50,00 reais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não!... eu só tenho 12,00 conto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- É muito pouco... por este valor eu não dou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então eu te dou 12,00 conto e o meu celular. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A gata pensou, pensou (avaliou o momento econômico) e disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Tá bem, aí eu topo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foram para o quarto, deram uma bem caprichada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;... o baiano levantou, botou as calças e deu os 12,00 reais para a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;moça, que falou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- E o celular? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Anote aí.... 9981-3265! &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/3389088771891432797-5204666565250322592?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5204666565250322592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/isso-e-que-e-saber-usar-o-telemovel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5204666565250322592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5204666565250322592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/isso-e-que-e-saber-usar-o-telemovel.html' title='Isso é que é saber usar o telemovél.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4592145150586465634</id><published>2011-01-15T18:06:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T18:18:26.962-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Médicos'/><title type='text'>É a voz.... (LOL)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TTHy3yfuRKI/AAAAAAAAJF8/v_Ze2B5pxnI/s1600/veterinario2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 303px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5562494055040828578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TTHy3yfuRKI/AAAAAAAAJF8/v_Ze2B5pxnI/s320/veterinario2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um médico chega a casa, tira a bata branca e senta-se no sofá, pensativo. Uma vozinha que existe na sua consciência diz-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;«Dr. Joaquim, fazer sexo com as doentes não é correcto nem ético...»&lt;br /&gt;Mas logo outra vozinha interna, tenta amenizar:&lt;br /&gt;«Não te preocupes com isso, Dr. Joaquim, não és o primeiro a ter sexo com uma doente e de certeza não serás o último...»&lt;br /&gt;No que a primeira voz responde irritada, gritando:&lt;br /&gt;- Porra Joaquim! Toma juízo... Tu és veterinário!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4592145150586465634?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4592145150586465634/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-voz-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4592145150586465634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4592145150586465634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/e-voz-lol.html' title='É a voz.... (LOL)'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TTHy3yfuRKI/AAAAAAAAJF8/v_Ze2B5pxnI/s72-c/veterinario2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7091699170009638961</id><published>2011-01-12T01:48:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T02:06:16.038-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Casais'/><title type='text'>Noite de núpcias.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TS0ab_CjHTI/AAAAAAAAJEw/Ajrwh3FukVU/s1600/nupcias.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5561130182953344306" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TS0ab_CjHTI/AAAAAAAAJEw/Ajrwh3FukVU/s320/nupcias.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma viúva casada pela 6ª vez, na noite de núpcias, carinhosamente, disse ao marido:&lt;br /&gt;- Amorzinho sou virgem!&lt;br /&gt;- Como?, disse o marido, se já foste casada 6 vezes?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, respondeu ela, mas aconteceu o seguinte: O 1º era político só prometia, nada fazia. O 2º era médico, só apalpava. O 3º era coveiro aposentado, já não enterrava mais. O 4º era juiz do interior, não tinha vara. O 5º era do PSD, quando estava por cima, não fazia nada.&lt;br /&gt;e agora a minha esperança és tu, meu bem.&lt;br /&gt;- Pois, por mim, vais continuar virgem, porque sou do PS: só faço planos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7091699170009638961?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7091699170009638961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/noite-de-nupcias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7091699170009638961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7091699170009638961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/noite-de-nupcias.html' title='Noite de núpcias.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TS0ab_CjHTI/AAAAAAAAJEw/Ajrwh3FukVU/s72-c/nupcias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8794186534295502303</id><published>2011-01-10T20:35:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T20:40:31.529-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuidado eles andam por ai'/><title type='text'>Janela aberta.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSt8vXxcYhI/AAAAAAAAJDo/bFz59tueAvY/s1600/janela-aberta%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560675318196101650" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSt8vXxcYhI/AAAAAAAAJDo/bFz59tueAvY/s320/janela-aberta%255B1%255D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um casal recém casado foi-se deitar e esqueceu-se de fechar a janela. Então fizeram uma aposta: o primeiro a falar ia fechar a janela. Entretanto, já de madrugada, quando dormiam entrou um ladrão e&lt;br /&gt;deitou-se no meio deles.&lt;br /&gt;Grita a mulher:&lt;br /&gt;- Amor, ele apalpou-me as mamas e já tem uma mão dentro das minhas&lt;br /&gt;cuecas! Faz qualquer coisa...&lt;br /&gt;Responde ele:&lt;br /&gt;- Vai mas é fechar a janela porque ele já me foi ao cu duas vezes e&lt;br /&gt;eu nem piei!&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/3389088771891432797-8794186534295502303?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8794186534295502303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/janela-aberta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8794186534295502303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8794186534295502303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/janela-aberta.html' title='Janela aberta.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSt8vXxcYhI/AAAAAAAAJDo/bFz59tueAvY/s72-c/janela-aberta%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8766025401418064056</id><published>2011-01-09T04:06:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T04:17:45.234-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políticos'/><title type='text'>O elefante pergunta à cobra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSlE3oDY-YI/AAAAAAAAJC4/FzuWSHlFrc0/s1600/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560050937400719746" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSlE3oDY-YI/AAAAAAAAJC4/FzuWSHlFrc0/s400/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um elefante vê uma cobra pela primeira vez. Muito intrigado pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Como é que fazes para te deslocar? Não tens patas!...&lt;br /&gt;- É muito simples - responde a cobra - rastejo, o que me permite avançar.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... E como é que fazes para te reproduzires? Não tens tomates!...&lt;br /&gt;- É muito simples - responde a cobra já irritada - ponho ovos.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... E como é que fazes para comer? Não tens mãos nem tromba para levara comida à boca!...&lt;br /&gt;- Não preciso! Abro a boca assim, bem aberta, e com a minha enormegarganta engulo a minha presa directamente.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... Ok! Ok! Então, resumindo.... Rastejas, não tens tomates e só tens garganta... És Deputado de que partido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-8766025401418064056?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8766025401418064056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-elefante-pergunta-cobra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8766025401418064056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8766025401418064056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/o-elefante-pergunta-cobra.html' title='O elefante pergunta à cobra.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSlE3oDY-YI/AAAAAAAAJC4/FzuWSHlFrc0/s72-c/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-9028157928809367835</id><published>2011-01-03T14:21:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:24:38.707-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antes prevenir do que remediar.'/><title type='text'>Declaração de Guerra à China !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSHqIXCO1RI/AAAAAAAAJCI/eGqayUPKqgM/s1600/madeinchina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 372px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 248px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557980844495131922" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSHqIXCO1RI/AAAAAAAAJCI/eGqayUPKqgM/s400/madeinchina.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Após uma consulta popular "sobre tanta loja chinesa",&lt;br /&gt;Portugal enviou uma mensagem à República Popular da China:&lt;br /&gt;"Chinos de merda, tarrequinhos; declaramo-vos guerra: temos 85 tanques, 27 caças , 4 navios, 2 submarinos (ainda só temos um, mas vem outro a caminho) e 5.221 soldados".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Estado chinês respondeu-lhes:&lt;br /&gt;"Aceitamos a declaração, temos 38.000 tanques, 16.000 aviões, 790 navios, 455 submarinos e 300 milhões de soldados."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao que Portugal respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;"Retiramos a declaração de guerra... Não temos como alojar tantos prisioneiros".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-9028157928809367835?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/9028157928809367835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/declaracao-de-guerra-china.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/9028157928809367835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/9028157928809367835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/declaracao-de-guerra-china.html' title='Declaração de Guerra à China !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSHqIXCO1RI/AAAAAAAAJCI/eGqayUPKqgM/s72-c/madeinchina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8768831356234047503</id><published>2011-01-02T08:20:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T08:25:59.119-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><title type='text'>Em Angola.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSBEcD3Ri6I/AAAAAAAAJCA/WHbXJBI7ka0/s1600/20100510122041bonbas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557517189039360930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSBEcD3Ri6I/AAAAAAAAJCA/WHbXJBI7ka0/s320/20100510122041bonbas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Kussumbé, lá nos Angola, foi a uma estação de gasolina onde havia um cartaz que dizia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Encha o depósito e concorra a uma noite de sexo grátis"&lt;br /&gt;Depois de encher o depósito, Kussumbé chamou o funcionário e perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Como si faz pa concorere a esse promoção?&lt;br /&gt;- É fácil, basta dizer um número de 1 a 10. Se for o mesmo número em que eu estou a pensar, o senhor ganha - explicou o empregado.&lt;br /&gt;Kussumbé disse então:&lt;br /&gt;- 8&lt;br /&gt;- Errou. Eu estava a pensar no número 4...&lt;br /&gt;Uns dias depois, Kussumbé voltou ao posto com o seu amigo João, encheram o depósito, chamaram o mesmo funcionário e perguntaram:&lt;br /&gt;- Ainda está os promoção?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim... Diga um número de 1 a 10. Se coincidir com o número em que estou a pensar, ganha uma noite de sexo grátis.&lt;br /&gt;E Kussumbé disse:&lt;br /&gt;- 5&lt;br /&gt;O funcionário:&lt;br /&gt;- Errou... Eu estava a pensar no número 2...&lt;br /&gt;Depois de voltarem varias vezes sem nunca terem acertado, João comentou com Kussumbé:&lt;br /&gt;- Acho que o gajo do posto está a enganare a genti pá... Nois nunca acerta!...&lt;br /&gt;- Deixa di disconfiança João... só nus semana passada minha mulher acertou treis vez.... Nois é que é burros! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-8768831356234047503?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8768831356234047503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/em-angola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8768831356234047503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8768831356234047503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2011/01/em-angola.html' title='Em Angola.....'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TSBEcD3Ri6I/AAAAAAAAJCA/WHbXJBI7ka0/s72-c/20100510122041bonbas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1573233108316985704</id><published>2010-12-21T14:54:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T14:56:54.596-01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até 2011....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TRDODQUBbmI/AAAAAAAAI_0/7L3McBKwbzg/s1600/SMILE_%257E1.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 291px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553164895861698146" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TRDODQUBbmI/AAAAAAAAI_0/7L3McBKwbzg/s320/SMILE_%257E1.PNG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Boas Festas e Feliz 2011 (na medida do possível) !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1573233108316985704?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1573233108316985704/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ate-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1573233108316985704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1573233108316985704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ate-2011.html' title='Até 2011....!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TRDODQUBbmI/AAAAAAAAI_0/7L3McBKwbzg/s72-c/SMILE_%257E1.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8550743232259208349</id><published>2010-12-20T20:41:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T20:43:22.533-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estórias'/><title type='text'>O elefante e a cobra..!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ_N7MYg6dI/AAAAAAAAI_M/o6Gr2eHeQQA/s1600/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 178px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552883282391132626" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ_N7MYg6dI/AAAAAAAAI_M/o6Gr2eHeQQA/s400/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um elefante vê uma cobra pela primeira vez. Muito intrigado pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;- Como é que fazes para te deslocar? Não tens patas!...&lt;br /&gt;- É muito simples - responde a cobra - rastejo, o que me permite avançar.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... E como é que fazes para te reproduzires? Não tens tomates!...&lt;br /&gt;- É muito simples - responde a cobra já irritada - ponho ovos.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... E como é que fazes para comer? Não tens mãos nem tromba para levara comida à boca!...&lt;br /&gt;- Não preciso! Abro a boca assim, bem aberta, e com a minha enormegarganta engulo a minha presa directamente.&lt;br /&gt;- Ah... Ok! Ok! Então, resumindo.... Rastejas, não tens tomates e só tens garganta... És Deputado de que partido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-8550743232259208349?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8550743232259208349/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-elefante-e-cobra.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8550743232259208349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8550743232259208349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-elefante-e-cobra.html' title='O elefante e a cobra..!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ_N7MYg6dI/AAAAAAAAI_M/o6Gr2eHeQQA/s72-c/O%2BElefante%2Be%2Ba%2BCobra.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7561684419706124788</id><published>2010-12-19T22:49:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T22:57:19.991-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Completamente às aranhas....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ6bwX7O4CI/AAAAAAAAI-0/VrByewPYWaU/s1600/balao.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552546645952880674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ6bwX7O4CI/AAAAAAAAI-0/VrByewPYWaU/s320/balao.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um homem, voando num balão, dá conta de que está perdido. Avista um homem no chão, baixa o balão e aproxima-se:&lt;br /&gt;- Pode ajudar-me? Fiquei de encontrar-me com um amigo às duas da tarde; já tenho um atraso de mais de meia hora e não sei onde estou...&lt;br /&gt;- Claro que sim! - responde o homem: O senhor está num balão, a uns 20 metros de altura, algures entre as latitudes de 40 e 43 graus Norte e a longitude de 7 e 9 graus Oeste.&lt;br /&gt;- É consultor, não é?&lt;br /&gt;- Sou sim senhor! Como foi que adivinhou?&lt;br /&gt;- Muito fácil: deu-me uma informação tecnicamente correcta, mas inútil na prática. Continuo perdido e vou chegar tarde ao encontro porque não sei o que fazer com a sua informação...&lt;br /&gt;- Ah! Então o senhor é socialista!&lt;br /&gt;- Sou! Como descobriu?&lt;br /&gt;- Muito fácil: O senhor não sabe onde está, nem para onde ir, assumiu um compromisso que não pode cumprir e está à espera que alguém lhe resolva o problema. Com efeito, está exactamente na mesma situação em que estava antes de me encontrar. Só que agora, por uma estranha razão, a culpa é minha!... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7561684419706124788?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7561684419706124788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/completamente-as-aranhas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7561684419706124788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7561684419706124788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/completamente-as-aranhas.html' title='Completamente às aranhas....!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQ6bwX7O4CI/AAAAAAAAI-0/VrByewPYWaU/s72-c/balao.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4072821503263787077</id><published>2010-12-18T02:24:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T02:29:40.974-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cuidado eles andam por ai'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><title type='text'>Violada por um extraterrestre ??</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQwqOPklO9I/AAAAAAAAI-M/VpaFMvYHsV8/s1600/First_Contact.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 314px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551858864827481042" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQwqOPklO9I/AAAAAAAAI-M/VpaFMvYHsV8/s400/First_Contact.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O homem chega a casa e encontra a mulher nua, deitada na cama, a tremer por todo o lado, num estado perfeitamente catatónico.&lt;br /&gt;- Então querida, que é que se passa?!&lt;br /&gt;- Ai...nem sabes...fui violada...&lt;br /&gt;- Violada?!&lt;br /&gt;- Sim querido, por um alien..&lt;br /&gt;- VIOLADA POR UM ALIEN?! Mas como é que isso aconteceu?!&lt;br /&gt;- Olha, estava em casa a cuidar do almoço, quando bateram à porta. E quando abri, vi um homem que me disse:&lt;br /&gt;«Boa tarde, sou do planeta Agostini»...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4072821503263787077?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4072821503263787077/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/violada-por-um-extraterrestre.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4072821503263787077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4072821503263787077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/violada-por-um-extraterrestre.html' title='Violada por um extraterrestre ??'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQwqOPklO9I/AAAAAAAAI-M/VpaFMvYHsV8/s72-c/First_Contact.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7919611230606491304</id><published>2010-12-13T01:35:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T01:47:50.034-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Loiras'/><title type='text'>E não se meta ...!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQWJJrBipLI/AAAAAAAAI68/5bid7CEolnQ/s1600/raiva-boa-3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 280px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 379px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549992915065021618" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQWJJrBipLI/AAAAAAAAI68/5bid7CEolnQ/s400/raiva-boa-3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um jovem ventríloquo estava a fazer um espectáculo num bar duma cidade do interior. Estava a exibir o seu repertório habitual sobre a burrice das loiras, quando uma loiraça sentada na quarta mesa se levantou e disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Já ouvi o suficiente das suas piadas a denegrir as loiras, seu idiota. O que é que o faz pensar que pode estereotipar as mulheres dessa maneira? O que é que têm a ver os atributos físicos de uma pessoa com o seu valor como ser humano? São homens como você que impedem que mulheres como eu sejam respeitadas no trabalho e na comunidade, o que nos impede de alcançar o pleno potencial como pessoa. Por sua causa e por causa das pessoas da sua laia perpetua-se a discriminação nao só contra as loiras, mas contra as mulheres em geral...tudo em nome do humor!!!&lt;br /&gt;Confuso, o ventríloquo começou a pedir desculpa, e a loira diz:&lt;br /&gt;- O senhor não se meta. Estou a falar com esse rapazinho que está sentado no seu colo!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7919611230606491304?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7919611230606491304/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-nao-se-meta.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7919611230606491304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7919611230606491304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/e-nao-se-meta.html' title='E não se meta ...!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQWJJrBipLI/AAAAAAAAI68/5bid7CEolnQ/s72-c/raiva-boa-3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2056022713204665954</id><published>2010-12-10T00:52:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T01:00:01.313-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muitos ficam assim'/><title type='text'>Terapia de Grupo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQGJYXXW1QI/AAAAAAAAI5c/MQfV3j2DvQw/s1600/psicoterapia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 227px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548867267579008258" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQGJYXXW1QI/AAAAAAAAI5c/MQfV3j2DvQw/s400/psicoterapia.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quatro pacientes estão reunidos. O terapeuta pede que todos se apresentem, digam qual é sua actividade e que comentem porque a exercem.&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Chamo-me Francisco, sou médico porque me agrada tratar da saúde e cuidar das pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;O segundo apresenta-se:&lt;br /&gt;- Chamo-me Ângelo. Sou arquitecto porque me preocupa a qualidade de vida das pessoas e como vivem.&lt;br /&gt;A terceira diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Chamo-me Maria e sou lésbica. Sou lésbica porque adoro mamas e rabos femininos e fico louca só de pensar em fazer amor com mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;Faz-se um silêncio e então o quarto diz:&lt;br /&gt;- Sou o Manuel Joaquim e até há pouco achava que era pedreiro, mas acabo de descobrir que sou é lésbica... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-2056022713204665954?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2056022713204665954/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/terapia-de-grupo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2056022713204665954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2056022713204665954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/terapia-de-grupo.html' title='Terapia de Grupo.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TQGJYXXW1QI/AAAAAAAAI5c/MQfV3j2DvQw/s72-c/psicoterapia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-6846587383157949820</id><published>2010-12-06T20:34:00.000-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T20:34:02.691-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Futebol'/><title type='text'>Ora bem ..!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://gajasnuas.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/mantorras.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://gajasnuas.blogs.sapo.pt/arquivo/mantorras.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;A mim parece estar tudo nos conformes ! &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-6846587383157949820?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/6846587383157949820/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ora-bem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6846587383157949820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/6846587383157949820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/ora-bem.html' title='Ora bem ..!'/><author><name>RobertoSMoura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12660349088766537527</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XTaxoBSN-tM/S-SKfLIAVqI/AAAAAAAAAcg/5mM14xSl6fE/S220/R+background.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2303942881215954372</id><published>2010-12-06T14:59:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T15:02:03.284-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Padres e Freiras'/><title type='text'>Rezar antes de pecar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TP0I4i-CbOI/AAAAAAAAI3M/meoIRjUmd7s/s1600/confessionario.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 177px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547600083543026914" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TP0I4i-CbOI/AAAAAAAAI3M/meoIRjUmd7s/s400/confessionario.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Era sábado e a menina foi-se confessar:&lt;br /&gt;- Padre, eu dormi com o meu namorado.&lt;br /&gt;- Pecado minha filha. Pecado. Reza dez avé-marias.&lt;br /&gt;A menina foi-se levantando, deu uma paradinha e voltou-se para o padre.&lt;br /&gt;- Posso rezar vinte, seu padre?&lt;br /&gt;- Porquê, minha filha?&lt;br /&gt;- É que a gente vai passar este fim de semana fora...&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/3389088771891432797-2303942881215954372?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2303942881215954372/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/rezar-antes-de-pecar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2303942881215954372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2303942881215954372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/rezar-antes-de-pecar.html' title='Rezar antes de pecar.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TP0I4i-CbOI/AAAAAAAAI3M/meoIRjUmd7s/s72-c/confessionario.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5969359066578975751</id><published>2010-12-03T02:15:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T02:23:18.796-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Inferno'/><title type='text'>O pior é a Sexta-Feira LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TPhilPfmCaI/AAAAAAAAI2E/EYZ_puEYW9E/s1600/padre_no_inferno.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 299px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546291333060495778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TPhilPfmCaI/AAAAAAAAI2E/EYZ_puEYW9E/s320/padre_no_inferno.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um homem morre e vai para o Inferno. Desesperado, tem o seu primeiro encontro com o diabo. O diabo ao ver o seu ar preocupado:&lt;br /&gt;- Porque é que estás tão triste?&lt;br /&gt;- Então, o que é que quer? Eu estou no Inferno...&lt;br /&gt;- O inferno não é assim tão mau. Afinal até nos divertimos bastante. Costumas beber?&lt;br /&gt;- Claro, adoro beber.&lt;br /&gt;- Então vais adorar as Segundas feiras!!! Às Segundas bebemos até cair, de tudo um pouco: whisky, tequila, guiness, coolers, vinhos...&lt;br /&gt;- Deve ser divertido!!&lt;br /&gt;- Fumas?&lt;br /&gt;- Fumo.&lt;br /&gt;- Então vais adorar as Terças feiras. Com os melhores cigarros do mundo. Mesmo que tenhas cancro, está tudo bem. Já morreste e já...&lt;br /&gt;- Óptimo!&lt;br /&gt;- Imagino que gostas de jogar. As Quartas são dedicadas ao jogo. poquer, blackjack, corridas de cavalos, e tudo o que quiseres.&lt;br /&gt;- Que maravilha! Estou a começar a gostar do Inferno!!&lt;br /&gt;- E as quintas-feiras são o dia da droga. Podes usar usar tudo que quiseres e se tiveres uma overdose, tudo bem... já estás morto e já...&lt;br /&gt;- Que bom! Nunca pensei que o Inferno fosse um sítio tão bom.&lt;br /&gt;- És gay?&lt;br /&gt;- Claro que não!&lt;br /&gt;- Ih... Então não vais gostar das Sextas feiras.&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/3389088771891432797-5969359066578975751?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5969359066578975751/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-pior-e-sexta-feira-lol.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5969359066578975751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5969359066578975751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-pior-e-sexta-feira-lol.html' title='O pior é a Sexta-Feira LOL'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TPhilPfmCaI/AAAAAAAAI2E/EYZ_puEYW9E/s72-c/padre_no_inferno.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-441768439123678396</id><published>2010-11-24T02:29:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T02:03:06.370-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><title type='text'>Como conseguir uma folga?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; CLEAR: both" class="separator"&gt;&lt;a style="MARGIN-LEFT: 1em; MARGIN-RIGHT: 1em" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pd7-LUals2Q/TOyGjqp5whI/AAAAAAAAEYY/4cHjyY9OgHE/s1600/folga.png" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pd7-LUals2Q/TOyGjqp5whI/AAAAAAAAEYY/4cHjyY9OgHE/s200/folga.png" width="200" height="171" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um colega de trabalho fala para sua colega loira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Conheço uma maneira de conseguir uns dias de folga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- E como é que vai fazer isso? – Diz a loira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vou demonstrar – Diz o empregado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nisto, ele sobe pela viga e pendura-se de cabeça para baixo no teto. Nesse momento o chefe entra, vê o empregado pendurado no tecto e pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Que diabos está fazendo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sou uma lâmpada – Respondeu o empregado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Hummm… acho que você precisa de uns dias de folga, vá pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouvindo isto, o homem desceu da viga e dirigiu-se para a porta. A loira preparou-se imediatamente para sair também. O chefe puxou-a pelo braço e perguntou-lhe:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Onde você pensa que vai?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu vou pra casa! Não consigo trabalhar no escuro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-441768439123678396?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/441768439123678396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/como-conseguir-uma-folga.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/441768439123678396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/441768439123678396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/como-conseguir-uma-folga.html' title='Como conseguir uma folga?'/><author><name>Luciana M.</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pd7-LUals2Q/SviVluEOuXI/AAAAAAAADc0/XjI4RnSxCKo/S220/asdasw.png'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pd7-LUals2Q/TOyGjqp5whI/AAAAAAAAEYY/4cHjyY9OgHE/s72-c/folga.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8325559873447004855</id><published>2010-11-19T00:01:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T00:04:30.491-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>Palpite do Joãozinho!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOXNEDQLK7I/AAAAAAAAIy0/ORXs7W1jpHg/s1600/JOOZIN%257E1.GIF"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 175px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 132px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541060386025581490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOXNEDQLK7I/AAAAAAAAIy0/ORXs7W1jpHg/s400/JOOZIN%257E1.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O professor pergunta ao aluno:&lt;br /&gt;- Joãozinho, tu costumas ter bons palpites, diz lá que idade tenho eu?&lt;br /&gt;- 40 anos!- responde o aluno de imediato.&lt;br /&gt;- Formidável! Eu tenho mesmo 40 anos! Como é que adivinhaste?&lt;br /&gt;- Foi fácil! Eu tenho um irmão com 20 anos,e o meu pai anda sempre a dizer que ele é meio maluco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-8325559873447004855?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8325559873447004855/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/palpite-do-joaozinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8325559873447004855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8325559873447004855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/palpite-do-joaozinho.html' title='Palpite do Joãozinho!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOXNEDQLK7I/AAAAAAAAIy0/ORXs7W1jpHg/s72-c/JOOZIN%257E1.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7482392242191437027</id><published>2010-11-16T01:38:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-16T01:41:12.260-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vida no Campo'/><title type='text'>Vaca Louca !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOHvM6CjdPI/AAAAAAAAIxU/mzg64dqK6ZU/s1600/vacalouca_doida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 304px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539972021659858162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOHvM6CjdPI/AAAAAAAAIxU/mzg64dqK6ZU/s400/vacalouca_doida.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma jovem que fazia inquéritos pergunta a um camponês:&lt;br /&gt;- Boa tarde! Estamos aqui para recolher informação sobre a Razão do&lt;br /&gt;Aparecimento da Doença das Vacas Loucas. Tem alguma ideia de qual será a razão?&lt;br /&gt;Diz o camponês (muito admirado):&lt;br /&gt;- A menina sabe que o boi dá uma queca na vaca uma vez por ano?&lt;br /&gt;Ela (embaraçada):&lt;br /&gt;- Bem... senhor, uma nova informação, mas qual é a relação desse&lt;br /&gt;fenómeno com as doenças?&lt;br /&gt;Diz o camponês:&lt;br /&gt;- Bem, senhora, sabe que mugimos a vaca quatro vezes por dia?&lt;br /&gt;- Senhor, é uma informação válida, sem dúvida, mas e se respondesse á questão?&lt;br /&gt;- Eu estou a responder à questão, senhora! Imagine se eu estivesse a brincar com as suas mamas quatro vezes por dia e se só lhe desse uma&lt;br /&gt;queca por ano, você também não ficava LOUCA????&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/3389088771891432797-7482392242191437027?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7482392242191437027/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/vaca-louca.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7482392242191437027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7482392242191437027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/vaca-louca.html' title='Vaca Louca !!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOHvM6CjdPI/AAAAAAAAIxU/mzg64dqK6ZU/s72-c/vacalouca_doida.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1900109262171925655</id><published>2010-11-14T17:00:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-14T17:07:21.035-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alentejanos'/><title type='text'>O calor do Alentejo.....!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOAlRrx1cnI/AAAAAAAAIwc/VuTOgU0Uyps/s1600/ratorir.png"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 187px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 131px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539468527405462130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOAlRrx1cnI/AAAAAAAAIwc/VuTOgU0Uyps/s400/ratorir.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No Alentejo, um rapaz entra num café e diz em verso:&lt;br /&gt;- Um copinho de aguardenti, dois copinhos de aguardenti, as meninas desta terra põem a gente quenti!&lt;br /&gt;Um pai de uma das meninas ao ouvir aquilo, retorquiu também em verso:&lt;br /&gt;- Um copinho de licori, dois copinhos de licori, levas c'um banco nos cornos passa-te já o calori!&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/3389088771891432797-1900109262171925655?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1900109262171925655/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-calor-do-alentejo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1900109262171925655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1900109262171925655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-calor-do-alentejo.html' title='O calor do Alentejo.....!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TOAlRrx1cnI/AAAAAAAAIwc/VuTOgU0Uyps/s72-c/ratorir.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7726434459707307316</id><published>2010-11-13T11:02:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T11:04:46.539-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Os 4 pilares da economia portuguesa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TN5-vEfM9UI/AAAAAAAAIwM/G3deCsdZ9EE/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 272px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539003938835854658" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TN5-vEfM9UI/AAAAAAAAIwM/G3deCsdZ9EE/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7726434459707307316?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7726434459707307316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/os-4-pilares-da-economia-portuguesa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7726434459707307316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7726434459707307316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/os-4-pilares-da-economia-portuguesa.html' title='Os 4 pilares da economia portuguesa.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TN5-vEfM9UI/AAAAAAAAIwM/G3deCsdZ9EE/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7269941723293062626</id><published>2010-11-12T00:23:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T00:31:34.627-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='É a bebida'/><title type='text'>Uma casa sem nada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNyYxJEJXHI/AAAAAAAAIvs/veWSO9_O7c0/s1600/des_camal_bebado.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 209px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538469611773189234" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNyYxJEJXHI/AAAAAAAAIvs/veWSO9_O7c0/s320/des_camal_bebado.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Um bêbado estava sentado no jardim quando de repente vê um funeral lá ao fundo da rua e pensou "já agora vou ver o que é aquilo", quando chegou ao pé do funeral gritava a viúva:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ai mê crido, vas para onde não há televisão, vas para onde não há camas, vas para onde não há luz, vas para onde não há feijão nem arroz, vas para onde não há vinho... E tu que gostavas tanto, vas para onde não há nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vira-se o bêbado e diz:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Oh, Oh, queres ver que vão levar o homem para a minha casa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7269941723293062626?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7269941723293062626/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/uma-casa-sem-nada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7269941723293062626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7269941723293062626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/uma-casa-sem-nada.html' title='Uma casa sem nada...'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNyYxJEJXHI/AAAAAAAAIvs/veWSO9_O7c0/s72-c/des_camal_bebado.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-8774165552791445367</id><published>2010-11-11T01:37:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-11T01:51:05.253-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Futebol'/><title type='text'>A propósito do recente FCP x SLB.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNtZXE_KfiI/AAAAAAAAIvc/Wp9Q-FD9qSU/s1600/76846_160389687331612_140035389367042_268314_7501318_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538118419792690722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNtZXE_KfiI/AAAAAAAAIvc/Wp9Q-FD9qSU/s320/76846_160389687331612_140035389367042_268314_7501318_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Sabem qual é a diferença entre um Smart e o Benfica?&lt;br /&gt;- O Smart só leva 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Diz a mulher do Jorge Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;- "Acorda k já são 6!!!!!!!!!!!!!"&lt;br /&gt;Diz ele muito depressa "Fdx, já marcaram outro!?!?!?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Notícia de última hora: HULK EM TRIBUNAL! Hulk foi detido pela polícia, pelo excesso de velocidade durante o jogo FCP-SLB, e por ter passado vários vermelhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Promoção de natal : na compra do boneco do incrívek HULK, oferta do menino Jesus e 5 bolas de natal ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Por último, tipo cereja em cima do bolo, deixo-vos com &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QTRyurl7Y3s&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#!"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ISTO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-8774165552791445367?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/8774165552791445367/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/proposito-do-recente-fcp-x-slb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8774165552791445367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/8774165552791445367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/proposito-do-recente-fcp-x-slb.html' title='A propósito do recente FCP x SLB.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNtZXE_KfiI/AAAAAAAAIvc/Wp9Q-FD9qSU/s72-c/76846_160389687331612_140035389367042_268314_7501318_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4264574022129384145</id><published>2010-11-10T01:45:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T01:48:41.612-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Antes prevenir do que remediar.'/><title type='text'>O Passarinho.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNoHzZj_5-I/AAAAAAAAIu0/MFUl2HbFR28/s1600/passarinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537747271422044130" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNoHzZj_5-I/AAAAAAAAIu0/MFUl2HbFR28/s320/passarinho.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma rapariga, em plena fase de descoberta, vê o pai todo nú. Perguntando-lhe o que é que tem entre as pernas, o pai responde-lhe que é o seu passarinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dias depois, acorda na cama do hospital.&lt;br /&gt;- O que é que aconteceu? - pergunta o pai.&lt;br /&gt;- Eu comecei a brincar com o teu passarinho, ele cuspiu-me; eu agarrei, torci-lhe o pescoço, parti-lhe os ovos e deitei-lhe fogo ao ninho... &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/3389088771891432797-4264574022129384145?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4264574022129384145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/passarinho.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4264574022129384145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4264574022129384145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/passarinho.html' title='O Passarinho.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNoHzZj_5-I/AAAAAAAAIu0/MFUl2HbFR28/s72-c/passarinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7331190092729228685</id><published>2010-11-09T02:17:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T02:22:49.729-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>O plano que saiu furado !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNi-bEXRyGI/AAAAAAAAIuM/Xyt5N0TA32M/s1600/macaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537385114089146466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNi-bEXRyGI/AAAAAAAAIuM/Xyt5N0TA32M/s320/macaco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Uma viúva casada pela 6ª vez, na noite de núpcias, carinhosamente, disse ao marido:&lt;br /&gt;- Amorzinho sou virgem!&lt;br /&gt;- Como?, disse o marido, se já foste casada 6 vezes?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim, respondeu ela, mas aconteceu o seguinte: O 1º era político só prometia, nada fazia. O 2º era médico, só apalpava. O 3º era coveiro aposentado, já não enterrava mais. O 4º era juiz do interior, não tinha vara. O 5º era do PSD, quando estava por cima, não fazia nada.&lt;br /&gt;e agora a minha esperança és tu, meu bem.&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pois, por mim, vais continuar virgem, porque sou do PS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;só faço planos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7331190092729228685?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7331190092729228685/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-plano-que-saiu-furado.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7331190092729228685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7331190092729228685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/o-plano-que-saiu-furado.html' title='O plano que saiu furado !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNi-bEXRyGI/AAAAAAAAIuM/Xyt5N0TA32M/s72-c/macaco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3816720248697376465</id><published>2010-11-08T15:26:00.003-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T15:31:16.795-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>Satisfazer uma mulher !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNglogVxphI/AAAAAAAAItE/yXM5-siFb6w/s1600/mulhervshomem.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 386px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537217119658288658" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNglogVxphI/AAAAAAAAItE/yXM5-siFb6w/s400/mulhervshomem.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;Há 70 maneiras de fazer uma mulher feliz..................... LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;- &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;69 &amp;amp; Compras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3816720248697376465?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3816720248697376465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/satisfazer-uma-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3816720248697376465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3816720248697376465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/satisfazer-uma-mulher.html' title='Satisfazer uma mulher !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNglogVxphI/AAAAAAAAItE/yXM5-siFb6w/s72-c/mulhervshomem.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3096686933186083886</id><published>2010-11-05T00:32:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T00:34:20.144-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Redução da Despesa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNe_txmlxI/AAAAAAAAIr0/-1mqbzkyiho/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 209px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535872815680886546" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNe_txmlxI/AAAAAAAAIr0/-1mqbzkyiho/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;OS NOVOS CAVALOS DA GNR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Finalmente o Governo começou a reduzir as despesas do Estado... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-3096686933186083886?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3096686933186083886/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/reducao-da-despesa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3096686933186083886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3096686933186083886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/reducao-da-despesa.html' title='Redução da Despesa.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNe_txmlxI/AAAAAAAAIr0/-1mqbzkyiho/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-1498440644237964230</id><published>2010-11-04T23:55:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T23:57:41.681-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Cartoon do momento.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNWaSaMJTI/AAAAAAAAIrk/jyzFsd8nOGg/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 281px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535863376586745138" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNWaSaMJTI/AAAAAAAAIrk/jyzFsd8nOGg/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-1498440644237964230?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/1498440644237964230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/cartoon-do-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1498440644237964230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/1498440644237964230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/cartoon-do-momento.html' title='Cartoon do momento.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNNWaSaMJTI/AAAAAAAAIrk/jyzFsd8nOGg/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-3326193786232183287</id><published>2010-11-03T11:52:00.001-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T11:53:32.930-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>PEC 4  -  É já em JANEIRO 2011</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNFbO6qaiTI/AAAAAAAAIq0/NilKHyrGAqk/s1600/securedownload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 338px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535305728838502706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNFbO6qaiTI/AAAAAAAAIq0/NilKHyrGAqk/s400/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3389088771891432797-3326193786232183287?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/3326193786232183287/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/pec-4-e-ja-em-janeiro-2011.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3326193786232183287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/3326193786232183287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/pec-4-e-ja-em-janeiro-2011.html' title='PEC 4  -  É já em JANEIRO 2011'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TNFbO6qaiTI/AAAAAAAAIq0/NilKHyrGAqk/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-323707410962226786</id><published>2010-11-01T02:05:00.002-01:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T02:06:54.727-01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mulher versus homem'/><title type='text'>E mai nada ... :P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TM4usJ4ujtI/AAAAAAAAIos/5-2hDJ9gPzs/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 177px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534412328187891410" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TM4usJ4ujtI/AAAAAAAAIos/5-2hDJ9gPzs/s400/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-323707410962226786?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/323707410962226786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-mai-nada-p.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/323707410962226786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/323707410962226786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/11/e-mai-nada-p.html' title='E mai nada ... :P'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TM4usJ4ujtI/AAAAAAAAIos/5-2hDJ9gPzs/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-7319502130102316531</id><published>2010-10-30T02:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-10-30T02:09:47.470Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Estado perfeito do nosso país'/><title type='text'>Novo ordenamento do território.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMt-XtvqN2I/AAAAAAAAIoc/iMEgLxiBHB4/s1600/Image.0__%3D0FBBFDC1DFA82BFC8f9e8a93df9386909%40edp.pt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 284px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533655513036371810" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMt-XtvqN2I/AAAAAAAAIoc/iMEgLxiBHB4/s400/Image.0__%3D0FBBFDC1DFA82BFC8f9e8a93df9386909%40edp.pt.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-7319502130102316531?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/7319502130102316531/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/novo-ordenamento-do-territorio.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7319502130102316531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/7319502130102316531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/novo-ordenamento-do-territorio.html' title='Novo ordenamento do território.'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMt-XtvqN2I/AAAAAAAAIoc/iMEgLxiBHB4/s72-c/Image.0__%3D0FBBFDC1DFA82BFC8f9e8a93df9386909%40edp.pt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-4899482313396662144</id><published>2010-10-27T01:11:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-27T01:14:58.728Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>O Joãozinho ..........Pois claro !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMd8_lDQSII/AAAAAAAAImc/Kz9u09Isz9Y/s1600/anedotas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 307px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532528098967308418" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMd8_lDQSII/AAAAAAAAImc/Kz9u09Isz9Y/s320/anedotas2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Menino Joãozinho, diga depois de mim : ai... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Éi... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Éi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ói... - Ói!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Ui... - Uí!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Joãozinho, não é UÍ, é UI, então disse tudo bem, e não é capaz de dizer UI?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diga lá, Ui! - Uí!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;- Não, não é nada disso! Então o que é que o menino diz quando se queima, por exemplo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Porra! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-4899482313396662144?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/4899482313396662144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-joaozinho-pois-claro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4899482313396662144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/4899482313396662144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-joaozinho-pois-claro.html' title='O Joãozinho ..........Pois claro !!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMd8_lDQSII/AAAAAAAAImc/Kz9u09Isz9Y/s72-c/anedotas2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-5346378850134863475</id><published>2010-10-26T00:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-26T00:04:52.144Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='E esta hein?'/><title type='text'>Medidas de Austeridade nos CTT ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMYazMGQgnI/AAAAAAAAIls/zSWT3ys_I2M/s1600/securedownload.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 256px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532138658994356850" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMYazMGQgnI/AAAAAAAAIls/zSWT3ys_I2M/s320/securedownload.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os CTT anunciaram que vão regressar os selos de lamber mas ......................................&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;atenção&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;é para lamber nas "traseiras" LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-5346378850134863475?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/5346378850134863475/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/medidas-de-auteridade-nos-ctt.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5346378850134863475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/5346378850134863475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/medidas-de-auteridade-nos-ctt.html' title='Medidas de Austeridade nos CTT ?'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMYazMGQgnI/AAAAAAAAIls/zSWT3ys_I2M/s72-c/securedownload.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-790949780956714930</id><published>2010-10-25T02:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-25T02:56:55.676Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joãozinho'/><title type='text'>Joãozinho no seu melhor ...!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMTxymOV6TI/AAAAAAAAIlU/1BSDiQUOiKs/s1600/Para-rir-um-pouco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531812093874268466" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMTxymOV6TI/AAAAAAAAIlU/1BSDiQUOiKs/s400/Para-rir-um-pouco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O Joãozinho frequentava a escola e sempre que o professor explicava alguma matéria, o Joãozinho cuspia na mão e passava pela testa. Isto sucessivas vezes até que um dia o professor lhe perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;- Joãozinho, sempre que dou nova matéria, tu cospes na mão e passas pela testa; podes explicar-me porquê?&lt;br /&gt;O Joãozinho responde:&lt;br /&gt;- Sr. Professor, é que a minha irmã, quando está namorando, eu ouço ela dizer para o namorado:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Cospe na cabecinha que entra melhor!!!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-790949780956714930?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/790949780956714930/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/joaozinho-no-seu-melhor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/790949780956714930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/790949780956714930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/joaozinho-no-seu-melhor.html' title='Joãozinho no seu melhor ...!!!'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMTxymOV6TI/AAAAAAAAIlU/1BSDiQUOiKs/s72-c/Para-rir-um-pouco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-9191191350369645268</id><published>2010-10-24T00:41:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-10-24T00:45:36.972Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sexo'/><title type='text'>O Johnny .........</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMOBoQLEIDI/AAAAAAAAIkk/7msHWL7nI7w/s1600/anedotas908524650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 212px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531407295877226546" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMOBoQLEIDI/AAAAAAAAIkk/7msHWL7nI7w/s320/anedotas908524650.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A professora mandou os alunos fazerem uma composição sobre o tema sexo&lt;br /&gt;e correlativos com esse tema. No dia seguinte, cada aluno leu a sua composição:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A da Joana era acerca de métodos contraceptivos, a do Zé 'falava' da&lt;br /&gt;masturbação, a Joaquina escreveu sobre rituais sexuais antigos, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegou a vez do Luizinho:&lt;br /&gt;- Então Luizinho, fizeste a composição que eu mandei?&lt;br /&gt;- Sim Sra. professora.&lt;br /&gt;- Vá, lê lá então!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o Luizinho começou a ler alto:&lt;br /&gt;- 'Era uma vez no velho Oeste, há muitos, muitos anos. No relógio da&lt;br /&gt;igreja batiam as 19h. Nuvens de poeira arrastavam-se pela cidade&lt;br /&gt;semi-deserta. O Sol ofuscava o horizonte, e tingia as nuvens de tons de&lt;br /&gt;sangue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De súbito, no horizonte, recortou-se a silhueta de um cavaleiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente, foi-se aproximando da cidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao chegar à entrada, desmontou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio pesado foi perturbado pelo tilintar das esporas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cavaleiro chamava-se Johny! Vestia todo de preto, à excepção do lenço&lt;br /&gt;vermelho que trazia ao pescoço e da fivela de prata que 'prendia' os dois&lt;br /&gt;revolveres à cintura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cavalo, companheiro de muitas andanças, dirigiu-se hesitante para uma&lt;br /&gt;poça de água...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;O cheiro a pólvora provinha do revólver que já tinha voltado para o coldre&lt;br /&gt;de Johnny. Johnny não gostava de cavalos desobedientes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johny dirigiu-se para o bar.&lt;br /&gt;Quando estava a subir os três degraus, um mendigo que até ali dormia,&lt;br /&gt;tocou na perna de Johnny e pediu uma esmola...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;Johnny não gostava que lhe tocassem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrou no bar. Foi até ao balcão, e pediu uma cerveja. O barman serviu-lhe a cerveja. Johnny provou...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;Johnny não gostava de cervejas mornas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As outras pessoas olharam todas, surpreendidas...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;Johnny não gostava de ser o centro das atenções!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saiu do bar.Deslocou-se até ao outro lado da cidade para comprar um cavalo.&lt;br /&gt;Passou por ele um grupo de crianças a brincar e a correr...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;Johnny não gostava de poeira e além disso as crianças faziam muito&lt;br /&gt;barulho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comprou o cavalo e, quando pagou, o Sr. enganou-se no troco...&lt;br /&gt;PUM! PUM! PUM!&lt;br /&gt;Johnny não gostava que se enganassem no troco! Saiu da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez a sua silhueta recortou-se no horizonte, desta vez com o Sol&lt;br /&gt;já quase recolhido.&lt;br /&gt;O silêncio era pesado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FIM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;O Luizinho calou-se.&lt;br /&gt;A turma estava petrificada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;A professora chocada pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Mas...mas...Luizinho...o que tem esta composição a ver com sexo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Luizinho com as mãos nos bolsos, responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- O Johnny era fodido... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-9191191350369645268?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/9191191350369645268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-johnny.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/9191191350369645268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/9191191350369645268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-johnny.html' title='O Johnny .........'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMOBoQLEIDI/AAAAAAAAIkk/7msHWL7nI7w/s72-c/anedotas908524650.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3389088771891432797.post-2841337129694141893</id><published>2010-10-23T12:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-10-23T12:36:55.846Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Políticos'/><title type='text'>Socrates num bar de alterne !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMLWdKhQieI/AAAAAAAAIkU/gNPbfdW6bss/s1600/A-INTELIGENCIA-DE-SOCRATES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 233px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531219088892791266" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMLWdKhQieI/AAAAAAAAIkU/gNPbfdW6bss/s320/A-INTELIGENCIA-DE-SOCRATES.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Num bar de alterne da capital, Sócrates encontrou três lindas mulheres. Uma ruiva, uma loura e uma morena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentando-se ao lado da ruiva disse:&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou o Primeiro-ministro de todos os portugueses, quanto me pede você para passar uma noite comigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;- Ao Srº. Primeiro-ministro faço um preço especial, somente 125 euros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sócrates achou muito caro, levantou-se e foi sentar-se ao lado da loura e fez-lhe a mesma pergunta, ela respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;- Ao Srº. Primeiro-ministro faço um preço especialíssimo, somente 75 euros!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tentando arranjar algo mais barato, Sócrates foi-se sentar ao lado da morena e perguntou-lhe a mesma coisa, e ela respondeu da seguinte forma:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Srº. Primeiro Ministro, se você conseguir tirar para fora o seu coiso e fazê-lo crescer como faz os preços, mantendo-a dura como a vida e tesa como a carteira dos portugueses, se me levantar a saia como levanta os impostos, se descer as minhas cuecas como desce os salários e se me f**der com tanto jeitinho como f**de o povo português, então Sr. Primeiro-ministro para si é de borla!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3389088771891432797-2841337129694141893?l=rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/feeds/2841337129694141893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/socrates-num-bar-de-alterne.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2841337129694141893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3389088771891432797/posts/default/2841337129694141893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://rir-e-descontrair.blogspot.com/2010/10/socrates-num-bar-de-alterne.html' title='Socrates num bar de alterne !'/><author><name>M.C</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15085595022775929393</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-F0Q4F9WeY-M/Tn_RTQFqalI/AAAAAAAAJNc/T8Wk0E00zlA/s220/A.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Pj9Tvk_DnKc/TMLWdKhQieI/AAAAAAAAIkU/gNPbfdW6bss/s72-c/A-INTELIGENCIA-DE-SOCRATES.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
