tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36873087918834320802024-03-12T17:16:17.547-07:00diga o que pensa ♀♂tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-70999304046118814072011-03-27T19:01:00.000-07:002011-03-27T19:01:04.237-07:00Piadinhas . (para começar algumas piadinhas)<br />
"O cigarro disse ao fumante: Hoje você me acende, amanhã eu te apago.<br />
"Sorria, isto faz as pessoas imaginarem no que você está pensando.<br />
"Ser canhoto é fácil, o difícil é ser direito.<br />
"Quem tem olho gordo, usa colírio diet<br />
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tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-83809051272362206922011-03-13T19:32:00.000-07:002011-03-13T19:32:26.768-07:00Programa panico .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5YxzRayWVAQtJGFfDImfohD8qIqnn52X8bkGFln7mWcPgENpDLfWrsNOLuIUKljwlrQnD2Hq_llRsmGoaXathPrgh0tJ-qgpnrXJ9RhrlGcnSSWfkgKVYNs8dl1548rlw6mS5pDftYM/s1600/images.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" q6="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgE5YxzRayWVAQtJGFfDImfohD8qIqnn52X8bkGFln7mWcPgENpDLfWrsNOLuIUKljwlrQnD2Hq_llRsmGoaXathPrgh0tJ-qgpnrXJ9RhrlGcnSSWfkgKVYNs8dl1548rlw6mS5pDftYM/s1600/images.jpg" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Eu gosto muito do panico ele e muito da hora <br />
o povo so se lasca por isso que e da hora ,assistir o<br />
panico e morrer de rir . </div>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-61567040086155585242011-03-12T11:25:00.000-08:002011-03-12T11:25:10.666-08:00Minha prima .<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/gxfbnuHQyW0?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe></div>ela nesse dia ficou repetindo isso toda hora, por isso resolvi gravar e ficou bacana<br />
muito engraçado , aproveitei que minha amiga ' gabi ' estava com a câmera dela e nós começamos a gravar ela<br />
morremos de rir naquele dia .tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-40356593904213468662011-03-11T15:18:00.000-08:002011-03-11T15:18:05.521-08:00uno mania •○•<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CGX3ocrVLvTWLTXOF1DTyJHbTJCPQYZxE_IJ-QxTipy7HQllHF4EmhMp6kqbl9d3kErPnQlB65zADhZPtxDC7f6v4cQLa4_jTpzPEth1ykEVwpq4HT9IQOTbZvG7sx1jdlh7cNpUnqE/s1600/images+%252810%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CGX3ocrVLvTWLTXOF1DTyJHbTJCPQYZxE_IJ-QxTipy7HQllHF4EmhMp6kqbl9d3kErPnQlB65zADhZPtxDC7f6v4cQLa4_jTpzPEth1ykEVwpq4HT9IQOTbZvG7sx1jdlh7cNpUnqE/s1600/images+%252810%2529.jpg" /></a>esse jogo e mania , vicia , adoro jogar com minhas amigas elas se morde de tanta raiva porque eu vivo ganhando , o bom que agora não preciso ficar pedindo para elas jogar comigo porque eu achei um uno na internet bem melhor que com elas , eu fico perdendo mas tudo bem melhor do que ficar ganhando toda hora , bom e isso ai esse jogo e muito legal recomendo ;)tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-19627776198177443692011-03-11T14:43:00.000-08:002011-03-11T14:43:02.140-08:00conte sobre seu primeiro amor ? •◘•<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-1CBZPeUCvah4YzKoviFZgqP6zShMAqFtUu-ZYCC7vKcjq-0QPfsWlK52dGtE5UvTEpCOoBNmptn1XXsqVVZJkqEU3xl5eT0FNp1J7H3LEG3ihMtMJw-JD5GCkjNgAgPxXQR_-0BfLA/s1600/Primeiro_amor.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc-1CBZPeUCvah4YzKoviFZgqP6zShMAqFtUu-ZYCC7vKcjq-0QPfsWlK52dGtE5UvTEpCOoBNmptn1XXsqVVZJkqEU3xl5eT0FNp1J7H3LEG3ihMtMJw-JD5GCkjNgAgPxXQR_-0BfLA/s1600/Primeiro_amor.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><em>“<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #e69138;">É fácil saber se um amor é o primeiro amor ou não. Se admite que possa ser o primeiro, é porque não é, o primeiro amor só pode parecer o último amor. É o único amor, o máximo amor, o irrepetível e incrível e antes morrer que ter outro amor. Não há outro amor. O primeiro amor ocupa o amor todo.”</span></em></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br />
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(Bruna surfistinha)tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-84017453835047365222011-03-09T11:00:00.000-08:002011-03-09T11:00:33.383-08:00Whip My Hair ♫<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: -webkit-auto;"><br />
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essa musica da vontade de ficar mexendo os cabelos<br />
(hahahahaha)tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-46220909610232234512011-03-09T10:46:00.000-08:002011-03-09T10:46:39.388-08:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhoTxgsoI6gqs_leFd9jKEMv-p1kgLTMOHF7-S1I9zyf8KYby8N7b59Jbmh3jX0oAJ6KbsLZ-OtNql9d1T76hXHFkNIYucAPR2kU5TTJtsX_qxwrEofIPnfluEXa7eqBTiz4CVGr4OQ08/s1600/images+%25286%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br />
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<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhoTxgsoI6gqs_leFd9jKEMv-p1kgLTMOHF7-S1I9zyf8KYby8N7b59Jbmh3jX0oAJ6KbsLZ-OtNql9d1T76hXHFkNIYucAPR2kU5TTJtsX_qxwrEofIPnfluEXa7eqBTiz4CVGr4OQ08/s1600/images+%25286%2529.jpg" /></a><b style="color: #330033;">//</b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"><b>Eu recomendo a leitura deste livro para todos que gostam de <br />
aventuras engraçadas</b>.</span><b style="color: #330033;">‼</b><br />
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<b style="color: #330033;">"</b><span style="color: #330033;">A bruxa aprendiz Mirtes Mistério está aprontando demais. Até a diretora da escola das bruxas já se cansou dela. A cada confusão que acontece na escola, lá vem Mirtes explicar o porquê de tudo. Até que sua classe é convidada a se apresentar na grande festa do Dia das Bruxas. Então Mirtes apronta a maior confusão que já poderia ter cometido</span><b style="color: #330033;">. </b>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-48754531409144329782011-03-08T18:19:00.000-08:002011-03-08T18:27:46.390-08:00minha musica ♫<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.youtube.com/embed/hBPw1a5hMLc?feature=player_embedded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br />
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<h3 dir="ltr" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; margin-bottom: 5px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; overflow-x: hidden; overflow-y: hidden; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-overflow: ellipsis;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GGlvZ3uYRB0&feature=fvst" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; color: #0033cc; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px; text-decoration: underline; white-space: nowrap;" title=""><b style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px; font-size: 13px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">Natasha Bedingfield</b> - Unwritten</a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 13px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 13px; white-space: nowrap;">\\eu adoro essa musica por isso que eu postei//<br />
acho que vocês vão gostar </span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #666666; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; line-height: 13px; white-space: nowrap;"> </span></span></h3>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-68325977757906431432011-03-08T17:46:00.000-08:002011-03-11T16:22:22.183-08:00o menino do pijama listrado<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"><b>//</b> gente esse livro e muito emocionante , uma amizade que vale apena ser contada (<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">recomendo)</span> ☺</span></div><br />
<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4a4F68tORdXVvgcjF8BeGkgzr7ndkLOghV9y8RwNuhFx2oCRe4AgBJBZW-Fe91nBnlOYFb1LSAHFOy0tKtzqscdKREzk0SWi08KsRtbIi1pYtE1Uut_zB47QGXi_5DXPKjszLvbpOMfQ/s1600/o-menino-do-pijama-listrado3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4a4F68tORdXVvgcjF8BeGkgzr7ndkLOghV9y8RwNuhFx2oCRe4AgBJBZW-Fe91nBnlOYFb1LSAHFOy0tKtzqscdKREzk0SWi08KsRtbIi1pYtE1Uut_zB47QGXi_5DXPKjszLvbpOMfQ/s1600/o-menino-do-pijama-listrado3.jpg" /></a> essa historia se passa em <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #6fa8dc;">1</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #3d85c6;">9</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #9fc5e8;">4</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: #3d85c6;">3</span></b> e pelos olhos inocentes de Bruno entramos em contato com um universo pouco conhecido no cenário da Segunda Guerra Mundial. O garoto tem 9 anos, é filho de um soldado nazista,<br />
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e se vê obrigado a deixar sua casa em Berlim para viver com a família próximo a um campo de concentração, sem receber muitas explicações. Apenas que: “o Fúria tem grandes planos para o seu pai”. Da janela de seu novo quarto descobre que depois da floresta há um “acampamento”,<br />
com cabanas e homens de pijamas listrados. Distante de tudo e de todos, Bruno resolve explorar o local e depois de horas de caminhada chega até uma cerca. Atrás dessa cerca está Shmuel – judeu, polonês e refugiado. E naquele local solitário e cinza, essas duas crianças de mundos tão diferentes tornam-se amigas. Bruno se questiona sobre quais seriam as diferenças entre os que usavam quepes e fardas, e os que vestiam pijamas listrados. Por que as pessoas do lado de lá nunca atravessavam a cerca? Por que existia aquela cerca? A inocente e leal amizade de dois garotos em tempo difíceis, traz um desfecho surpreendente e carregado de emoção.tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-86093182546034167572011-03-08T17:05:00.000-08:002011-03-08T17:09:03.303-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifYAhPXBuK2TFmX_oo-lpme-FfstEo2KDgHqQxBwpe9LmY8KC7CEhEdFwNqznsoz6HTztFEkCyONu9hCCnl86WjDH9OvH8cUp3Itmc0Q-IChq_xOL-oQXmPES8tmX49R3qFH3hvB30d34/s1600/img.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifYAhPXBuK2TFmX_oo-lpme-FfstEo2KDgHqQxBwpe9LmY8KC7CEhEdFwNqznsoz6HTztFEkCyONu9hCCnl86WjDH9OvH8cUp3Itmc0Q-IChq_xOL-oQXmPES8tmX49R3qFH3hvB30d34/s320/img.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"> <br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"> (</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">m</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">uit</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime;">o</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta; color: #333333;">bacana</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime; color: #333333;">esse</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: magenta; color: #333333;">livro</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: lime; color: #333333;">recomendo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;">)</span><br />
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</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Helvetica, FreeSans, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; color: lime;"> <b>/</b></span><b>O livro insônia conta a história de uma garota chamada Claudia, ela vive com o pai, sua mãe morreu em um acidente de carro. Seu pai é um ciêntista e ela quer ser uma bióloga. Claudia tem uma amiga chamada Carla, ela apresenta muitos garotos para Claudia, pensando que algum deles irá agradar a ela, mas isso não acontece. O pai de Claudia precisa viajar para Florianópolis, pois como ele é um cientista, precisa de novas descobertas. Claudia vai junto com</b> <b>ele nesta viagem. Lá conhece Andrea, uma mulher muito mais velha que ela, que se apaixona pelo pai de Claudia, mas já Claudia se apaixona por Daniel, o vocalista da banda Insônia, após um show da banda eles se encontram no camarim e se beijam e começão a namorar<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #b6d7a8;">.</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;"><b>\</b></span></span></span>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-49382266056121638102011-03-07T17:33:00.000-08:002011-03-07T17:33:14.439-08:00qual e sua musica ? ♫<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB8u8Q1b6vVG3We-aCFEdBkQar-ifCsjM-uA1804c5TPSDM0gi3QcPlLA-aClj7wTOQQkfI6v8dO0REhFg4DRsIQus8-MbhxQm87A1oNFdU4ruaRuPhOiB6NdExSD7nqgoY2hW8UZH4Wg/s1600/images+%25285%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiB8u8Q1b6vVG3We-aCFEdBkQar-ifCsjM-uA1804c5TPSDM0gi3QcPlLA-aClj7wTOQQkfI6v8dO0REhFg4DRsIQus8-MbhxQm87A1oNFdU4ruaRuPhOiB6NdExSD7nqgoY2hW8UZH4Wg/s1600/images+%25285%2529.jpg" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: magenta;">diga</span> qual e a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #45818e;">musica</span> que você mais <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #741b47;">gosta</span> de escutar .</div>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3687308791883432080.post-46801494054435572122011-03-07T16:41:00.000-08:002011-03-07T16:41:06.078-08:00adolescência<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmWhFez_E8CcTCqmYACMQQlvOLRMO8k1w7YNHRMzhahpYKf0sSr5Jl94Tyag4OSOKDi2TOgrsxHqZYG6182l6qImk7B06XH0qLIazx64g7T8xoZtWTKErRRmFK0mwZkgnYT1r2wVZxWk/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqmWhFez_E8CcTCqmYACMQQlvOLRMO8k1w7YNHRMzhahpYKf0sSr5Jl94Tyag4OSOKDi2TOgrsxHqZYG6182l6qImk7B06XH0qLIazx64g7T8xoZtWTKErRRmFK0mwZkgnYT1r2wVZxWk/s1600/images+%25282%2529.jpg" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal;"><b>Adolescência :</b> é a fase do desenvolvimento humano que marca a transição entre a <a class="mw-redirect" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inf%C3%A2ncia" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: initial; background-image: none; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #0645ad; text-decoration: none;" title="Infância">i</a>nfância e a idade adulta .<br />
* por isso que todas as escolhas que uma adolescente faz tem que ser pensada , más ser uma adolescente é<br />
ser bagunceiro , tentar mudar as atitudes de um adolescente é querer uma guerra com o mundo , deixe ele (a) dizer o que pensa. </span></b></span></span>tuanyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02581888120858591013noreply@blogger.com0