<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 14 Oct 2009 05:42:45 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Fabuloso Mundo de Amanda</title><description></description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>36</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7764902750021810810</guid><pubDate>Sun, 16 Aug 2009 00:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-15T17:27:32.925-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Oi, gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desculpe não postar mais, é porque não tive tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, dia 23 de agosto é o meu aniversário!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vou fazer: uma festa na escola, uma festa do pijama, um passeio com o meu pai, patinar no gelo da Pista de patinação do Floripa Shopping e receber muitas visitas para comer bolo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu acho que alguns de vocês, leitores, vão vir aqui na minha casa, de onde eu estou escrevendo isso, ou escrevi, para comer um bolo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero vocês!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E me desejem feliz aniversário, por favor, se não eu fico chateada!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-7764902750021810810?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/08/oi-gente.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-3172993268253850097</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 15:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T08:19:06.895-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Já sabem da notícia da hora? É a 8 Mostra de Cinema Infantil!!!! E eu estou fazendo o bloguinho da Mostra, o nome do blog é assim: &lt;a href="http://www.bloguinhodamostra.blogspot.com/"&gt;www.bloguinhodamostra.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acessem, vocês vão gostar!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-3172993268253850097?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/ja-sabem-da-noticia-da-hora-e-8-mostra.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-4544309223766678004</guid><pubDate>Thu, 18 Jun 2009 23:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-18T16:56:07.544-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Umas piadinhas bem legais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO ZOOLÓGICO&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A mulher pergunta ao gago:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Você gosta de fofoca?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- N-não eu pre-prefiro pin-pingüim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;O CAIPIRA NA RODOVIÁRIA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O caipira vai á rodoviária&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;para comprar passagem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Quero uma passagem para o Esbui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Não entendi, o senhor pode repitir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Quero uma passagem para o Esbui!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Sinto muito senhor, não temos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;passagem para o Esbui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Chateado, o caipira afasta-se do guichê, aproxima-se do amigo que espera de longe e lamenta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Olha Esbui, o homem falou que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;pra você não tem passagem, não!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ALUNO GAGO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O &lt;em&gt;pai leva o filho gago para o primeiro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;dia de aula na escola. O diretor pergunta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- O seu filho gagueja sempre?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;- Não senhor. Só quando fala!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;DAQUI A POUCO MAIS PIADINHA PESSOAL!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-4544309223766678004?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7571996661084842991</guid><pubDate>Sat, 30 May 2009 22:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T16:26:16.067-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;CHEGOU A PARTE 5, PESSOAL!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;UMA AVENTURA MUITO LOUCA NO ESPAÇO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;Parte 5, a última!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;O cientista resolveu criar a poção da lerdeza para o carinha, para ele parar de destruir tudo, se não o planeta Preguiça ia acabar, 2 dias depois, a poção estava pronta e o cientista saiu à procura do carinha, 3 dias depois, ele o achou (ai, que saco!!!). Jogou a poção no pé dele e em 5 segundos ele voltou a andar como antes: um passo.................Demora..............2 passos........................Mais ainda.........ETC. Bom, isso não o importava mais, mas agora ele precisava era voltar para o laboratório e preparar a poção nova. Chegou no laboratório em 5 horas e foi a preparar a poção nova. Um pouco de"ANDA MUITO MAIS RÁPIDO", um pouco de "UM POUCO MAIS DEVAGAR" e um toque de "ANDA NORMAL MAS NÃO QUE NEM NO PLANETA PREGUIÇA". Estava pronta a poção e ele jogou no pé de uma criançinha que passou por ali. A criança começou a andar mais rápido do que nunca, ela ficou maravilhada com aquilo e o cientista começou a dar para as pessoas, elas jogaram no seu pé e andaram mais rápido do que antes também!!!!Jogaram também no pé de quem estava adormecido no chão, e claro, nos pés de Yatoco, Tokonoro e Tacashi. Os três levantaram e foram correndo com medo daquele planeta Preguiça e juraram que, nunca mais iriam voltar ali. Eles foram para casa e viveram felizes para sempre!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ESPERO QUE VOCÊS TENHAM GOSTADO DA HISTÓRIA!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-7571996661084842991?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/chegou-parte-5-pessoal-uma-aventura.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-1691343377722734710</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 May 2009 01:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-27T17:50:10.595-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Você sabe qual é a maior palavra da Língua Portuguesa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PNEUMOULTRAMICROSCÓPICOSSILICOVULCANOCONIÓTICO, ufa!, tem quarenta e seis letras e é um a doença produzida pelo ar do vulcão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-1691343377722734710?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/voce-sabe-qual-e-maior-palavra-da.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7653276248125482063</guid><pubDate>Sun, 10 May 2009 23:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-10T16:58:12.703-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;"Amor de mãe, quanto custa?"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;       Certa vez, um menino se aproximou de sua mãe, que preparava o jantar e entregou-lhe uma folha de papel com algo escrito. Depois que ela secou as mãos e tirou o avental, ela leu: Por cortar a grama do jardim: R$ 3,00. Por limpar meu quarto esta semana: R$ 1,00. Por ir ao supermercado em seu lugar: R$ 2,00. Por cuidar do meu irmão enquanto você ia as compras: R$ 2,00. Por tirar o lixo toda semana: R$ 1,00. Por ter um boletim com boas notas: R$ 5,00. Por limpar e varrer o quintal: R$ 2,00. Total da dívida: R$ 16,00. A mãe olhou para o menino, que aguardava cheio de expectativa. Finalmente ela pegou um lápis e no verso do papel escreveu: Por levar você nove meses em meu ventre e dar-lhe a vida: Nada. Por tantas noites sem dormir para cuidar de você: Nada. Pelos problemas e pelas vezes que me fez chorar: Nada. Pelo medo e pelas preocupações que me esperam: Nada. Por comida, roupas e brinquedos: Nada. Por limpar o seu nariz: Nada. Custo total do meu amor: Nada. Quando o menino terminou der ler o que sua mãe havia escrito, tinha os olhos cheios de lágrimas. Olhou nos olhos da mãe e disse:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Eu te amo, mamãe!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Logo após, pegou um lápis e escreveu com uma letra enorme: " Totalmente pago".&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E os dois se abraçaram. Foi lindo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FELIZ DIA DAS MÃES PARA TODAS AS MÃES DO MUNDO!!!.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-7653276248125482063?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/05/amor-de-mae-quanto-custa-certa-vez-um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-3732771968525851197</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2009 00:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-05T17:58:19.032-07:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>O MEU...</category><title></title><description>EU ESTOU LOUCA!!!!!!!!!!! SABEM PORQUE?! PORQUE EU VOU GANHAR UM PIANO DIGITAL! AI MEU DEUS... Tá, agora eu me acalmei um pouco... AI, TÔ LOUCA DE NOVO! Vai, chega....O...DIA!!! 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0SI068a5I/AAAAAAAAAFc/JpF68XbkqO4/s320/cachorros+3.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0SI5WbrLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/igp6y9BBU8g/s1600-h/cachorros+2.bmp"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326933878292327602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0SI5WbrLI/AAAAAAAAAFU/igp6y9BBU8g/s320/cachorros+2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; PARA QUEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;GOSTA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;DE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AU-AU, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ESSAS IMAGENS SÃO &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;SUPER-MEGA-ULTRA-POWER&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;FOFIS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;NÃO NÉ, FALA SÉRIO, CACHORRO É TUDIS DI BOMZIS!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SÓ QUE O RUIM É QUE A FOTO DOS CACHORRINHOS TODOS JUNTINHOS, MEXIA O NARIZINHO DELES, MAS AGORA NÃO DÁ MAIS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0OnvF3pjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YWLUXxvB930/s1600-h/cachorrinhos+narigudinhos.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326930010067936818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0OnvF3pjI/AAAAAAAAAFE/YWLUXxvB930/s320/cachorrinhos+narigudinhos.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7890118070448220312-298544309337960019?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/para-que-gosta-de-cachorro-essas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Se0SJGmMO6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/6fD3P55J_60/s72-c/cachorros+5.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-4923909400861418586</guid><pubDate>Tue, 14 Apr 2009 23:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-14T16:30:06.837-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Feliz páscoa atrasada a todos pessoal!! Que o coelinho traga muito chocolate!!! UHUUUU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Aqui em casa apareceu um ovo, mais uma cesta de páscoa e mais duas caixas de chocolate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-4923909400861418586?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/feliz-pascoa-atrasada-todos-pessoal-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-4042517415415895351</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2009 00:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-30T15:52:12.466-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Desculpa a demora pessoal!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Parte 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;UMA&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; AVENTURA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt; MUITO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt; LOUCA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt; ESPAÇO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Depois de serem levados até a prisão, os três amigos tremiam muito, porque tinha um cara fortão dormindo "justo" no lado deles. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Então Tokonoro tirou do seu bolso um canivete inglês super bom, de marca boa e disse que talvez poderia ajudá-los. Foi lá, se esforçou e conseguiu cortar a gradezinha, bem ao lado deles. Eles saíram, correu tudo tranquilo, mas quando Yatoco olhou pra frente, mas, mas, mas, mas viu 7 guardas com a maior, mas maior, mas aaa mmmaaaaiiioooorrrrrrr bbbuuuuuuuuuunnnnnnndddddaaaaa qqqqqquuuuueeeeee eeeeeelllllleeeee jjjjjááááááá tttttiiiinnnnnhhhhaaaaa vvvvviiiiiisssssttttoooo. Foi só o que faltava, Tokonoro pisou no rabo de um gato e deu "nnnhhhhhhhhéééééééééuuuuuuu", os guardas popozões se viram em 5 segundos e começou a correria, eles derrubavam mercadorias, mulheres, homens, atravessaram 4 ruas até chegarem ao foguete, os três subiram SUPER-RÁPIDO e Tacashi mostrou a linguarona para todos, "bllééééééééé".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;- Que se danem!!!! Bom trabalho o meu, né, pessoal????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Tokonoro e Yatoco gritaram:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;- TACASHI, PARE DE SE ACHAR, SEU BUNDÃO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Decolaram...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Depois de 6 anos luz, eles chegaram ao planeta Preguiça.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Mas quando abriram a porta, viram que todos eram muito lerdos para andar, nas corridas, cada atleta demorava 3 anos para chegar à meta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Então eles foram atingidos pela força do sono e acabaram adormecendo para sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Espera!!!! Só que um certo dia, um velho cientista lento, (claro todos lá são lentos) resolveu criar uma poção mágica para tentar combater essa preguiça.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Claro que essa tal de poção demorou mais ou menos uns 3 anos, (ai que saco...) então o velho maluco testou a poção. Jogou-a no pé de um carinha que tava passando por aí.............................................................................................. (desculpa, é que é só para falar quanto esse carinha idiota tava correndo. Sério, desculpa, mas esse carinha era um idiota mesmo!!! Hi,hi,hi,hi.) O gurí saiu correndo pra tudo quanto é canto, (meu deus do céu porque criaste um velho tão burro assim, que colocou tanta poção no pé do gurí "E.T' ZINHO"?) ele fez voar, derrubou, estragou, amassou, enforcou, esborrachou, estraçalhou, (ahhh, não interessa,ufa, ainda bem que acabou!!!) a todos e a tudo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Aguardem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-4042517415415895351?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/04/parte-4-uma-aventura-muito-louca-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-215480605722500740</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Mar 2009 13:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-24T07:07:47.241-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chegou a parte 3!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UMA AVENTURA MUITO LOUCA NO ESPAÇO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Parte 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     Então, em 5 minutos, de tanto medo que estavam, os três pegaram o dinheiro, decolaram e foram embora para o planeta Orango-Tango.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     Passaram-se 2 anos luz e eles chegaram. Quando pousaram, eles perceberam que estava tudo vazio e resolveram descer para revistar. Desceram, andaram, correram, procuraram, mas nada. Até que Yatoco achou um bilhete e nele estava escrito:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;- Não tente procurar ninguém e nem nada, se não sua vida não será poupada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;     Os três seguiram a regra do bilhete e saíram correndo para o foguete, decolaram e foram para o planeta Carvão. O planeta Carvão era o contrário do nome dele, era tudo luxo e como era tudo luxo eles se vestiam com roupas chiques, diferentes e é claro que não gostaram de nada da roupa e do jeito deles, então os cidadãos chamaram os guardas e os guardas os prenderam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;    Vocês estão curisos para saber o resto da história?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então esperem...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-215480605722500740?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/chegou-parte-3-uma-aventura-muito-louca.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-8033995183412924544</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 22:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-20T05:52:30.204-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pessoal, tá chegando a parte&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;2!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;UMA AVENTURA MUITO LOUCA NO ESPAÇO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;PARTE 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Então Tacashi anunciou:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;- Para o planeta Zum-Zum vamos nós!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E Yatoco acrescentou:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Depois o planeta Orango-Tango!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Foi a vez de Tokonoro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Logo após, o planeta Carvão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Tacashi disse novamente:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- E para finalizar, o planeta Preguiça! Ai que preguiça só de pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Depois de dois anos luz, eles chegaram a Zum-zum. Quando pousaram no planeta, muitos ets se reuniram em volta do foguete e aplaudiram, porque eles tinham pousado "justo" em cima da Bruxa do Leste do planeta e todos estavam livres! O rei chegou e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Vocês são nossos salvadores, desconhecidos! Falando em desconhecidos, qual é o nome de vocês?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- O meu é Tacashi!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- O meu é Yatoco!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- O meu é Tokonoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Disseram os três.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Bom muito bem, então darei um saco de 7.000 moedas para cada um!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Os três ficaram de boca aberta e quase, quase, mas quase mijaram na calça!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt; Mas isso é muito, vossa alteza!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;- Só que isso é demais, deveria estar no guinness records 2009, e se vocês recusarem serão presos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Berrou o rei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Até o próximo capítulo pessoal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-8033995183412924544?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/pessoal-ta-chegando-parte-2-uma.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-1435690278703099618</guid><pubDate>Wed, 18 Mar 2009 23:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-18T17:01:34.034-07:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Parte 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Uma aventura muito louca no espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;           Um dia, numa galáxia muito distante, três amigos tiveram a ideia de construir um foguete.&lt;br /&gt;Um se chamava Tacashi, o outro Yatoco e o outro Tokonoro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;           Então eles pegaram as ferramentas e foram ao trabalho, todo dia eles construíam um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;           Quando o foguete ficou pronto eles esperaram até o dia seguinte. No dia seguinte, eles acordaram bem cedo e decidiram os destinos: seriam o Planeta Zum –Zum , o planeta Orango – tango, o planeta Carvão e o planeta Preguiça. Então decolaram: 10, 9 , 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1. E o foguete foi a mil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-1435690278703099618?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/parte-1-uma-aventura-muito-louca-no.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7186253988545541254</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:57:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T18:01:20.325-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;Tirinhas da Mafalda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confira no &lt;a href="http://clubedamafalda.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Clube da Mafalda&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8kY_i5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cgr1QIFkyDQ/s1600-h/Clube+Mafalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775231974771602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8kY_i5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cgr1QIFkyDQ/s320/Clube+Mafalda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8it5FII/AAAAAAAAAEs/tvVLfugpy7c/s1600-h/Clube+da+Mafaldis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775231525557378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 93px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8it5FII/AAAAAAAAAEs/tvVLfugpy7c/s320/Clube+da+Mafaldis.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8SOmj_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fg04-lLDE-8/s1600-h/CLUBE+DA+MAFALDINHA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775227099353074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8SOmj_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/fg04-lLDE-8/s320/CLUBE+DA+MAFALDINHA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8FZRx4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/phKkBF30hhU/s1600-h/Clube+da+Mafalda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775223654467458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8FZRx4I/AAAAAAAAAEc/phKkBF30hhU/s320/Clube+da+Mafalda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO78YdnJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/py5KLt8gRhI/s1600-h/CLUB+MAFALDA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308775221235129490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 92px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO78YdnJI/AAAAAAAAAEU/py5KLt8gRhI/s320/CLUB+MAFALDA.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&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/7890118070448220312-7186253988545541254?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/tirinhas-da-mafalda-confira-no-clube-da.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SayO8kY_i5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/cgr1QIFkyDQ/s72-c/Clube+Mafalda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7169763318396913939</guid><pubDate>Tue, 03 Mar 2009 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T18:10:03.858-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Criança não trabalha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palavra Cantada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Composição: Arnaldo Antunes e Paulo Tatit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lápis, caderno, chiclete, pião&lt;br /&gt;Sol, bicicleta, skate, calção&lt;br /&gt;Esconderijo, avião, correria, tambor, gritaria, jardim, confusão&lt;br /&gt;Bola, pelúcia, merenda, crayon&lt;br /&gt;Banho de rio, banho de mar, pula cela, bombom&lt;br /&gt;Tanque de areia, gnomo, sereia, pirata, baleia, manteiga no pão&lt;br /&gt;Giz, merthiolate, band-aid, sabão&lt;br /&gt;Tênis, cadarço, almofada, colchão&lt;br /&gt;Quebra-cabeça, boneca, peteca, botão, pega-pega, papel, papelão&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha, criança dá trabalho&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha...&lt;br /&gt;Lápis, caderno, chiclete, pião&lt;br /&gt;Sol, bicicleta, skate, calção&lt;br /&gt;Esconderijo, avião, correria, tambor, gritaria, jardim, confusão&lt;br /&gt;Bola, pelúcia, merenda, crayon&lt;br /&gt;Banho de rio, banho de mar, pula cela, bombom&lt;br /&gt;Tanque de areia, gnomo, sereia, pirata, baleia, manteiga no pão&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha, criança dá trabalho&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha...&lt;br /&gt;Giz, merthiolate, band-aid, sabão&lt;br /&gt;Tênis, cadarço, almofada, colchão&lt;br /&gt;Quebra-cabeça, boneca, peteca, botão, pega-pega, papel, papelão&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha, criança dá trabalho&lt;br /&gt;Criança não trabalha...&lt;br /&gt;1, 2 feijão com arroz&lt;br /&gt;3, 4 feijão no prato&lt;br /&gt;5, 6 tudo outra vez...&lt;br /&gt;Lápis, caderno, chiclete, pião&lt;br /&gt;Sol, bicicleta, skate, calção&lt;br /&gt;Esconderijo, avião, correria, tambor, gritaria, jardim, confusão&lt;br /&gt;Bola, pelúcia, merenda, crayon&lt;br /&gt;Banho de rio, banho de mar, pula cela, bombom&lt;br /&gt;Tanque de areia, gnomo, sereia, pirata, baleia, manteiga no pão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouça esta e mais músicas clicando aqui no &lt;a href="http://app.radio.musica.uol.com.br/radiouol/cdcapa.php?codcd=008587-0"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Rádio Uol&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-7169763318396913939?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/crianca-nao-trabalha-palavra-cantada.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-531072588121201814</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 13:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T16:32:32.659-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Savdv4k3aUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2gyAgY-ArW4/s1600-h/bloguedabia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308580400496863554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 106px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Savdv4k3aUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2gyAgY-ArW4/s320/bloguedabia.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pessoal, esse é o blog da Bía que tá entrando em rede, &lt;a href="http://www.bloguedabia.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;acessem&lt;/strong&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/7890118070448220312-531072588121201814?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/pessoal-esse-e-o-blog-da-bia-que-ta.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/Savdv4k3aUI/AAAAAAAAAEM/2gyAgY-ArW4/s72-c/bloguedabia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-3611404216404572933</guid><pubDate>Mon, 02 Mar 2009 13:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-03-02T16:33:16.825-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Começaram as aulas...Primeiro a gente fica ansioso para que comece, mas depois....Hummm, dá vontade de desistir, porque tem mil tarefas, mil regras, aí é muita coisa, mas é assim para aprender, eu vou seguindo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-3611404216404572933?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/03/comecaram-as-aulas.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-1892996771464945771</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 14:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T06:21:20.481-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKveuoOOyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/B9oqZEoWCcY/s1600-h/Desenho+Amanda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305996253443537698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 210px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKveuoOOyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/B9oqZEoWCcY/s320/Desenho+Amanda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Esse desenho eu fiz com 3 anos!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Somos eu e a minha mãe, ela é a grandona e eu a pequena!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-1892996771464945771?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/esse-desenho-eu-fiz-com-3-anos-e-eu-e.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKveuoOOyI/AAAAAAAAAD0/B9oqZEoWCcY/s72-c/Desenho+Amanda.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-3931979136685824551</guid><pubDate>Mon, 23 Feb 2009 14:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-23T06:08:11.824-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKsvf7BGVI/AAAAAAAAADs/9XFSNzYVT7c/s1600-h/Convite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305993243018729810" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 222px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKsvf7BGVI/AAAAAAAAADs/9XFSNzYVT7c/s320/Convite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Esse é o meu convite de 3 anos aqui em Floripa!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Adorei a frase que a minha mãe escreveu:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Você só traz a formiga de estimação!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Amanda já convidou o sol...&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/7890118070448220312-3931979136685824551?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/esse-e-o-meu-convite-de-3-anos-aqui-em.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SaKsvf7BGVI/AAAAAAAAADs/9XFSNzYVT7c/s72-c/Convite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-410214981016448493</guid><pubDate>Thu, 19 Feb 2009 22:32:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-19T14:37:36.426-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Dicas de site de jogos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-www.clubpenguin.com.br&lt;br /&gt;2-www.ojogos.com.br&lt;br /&gt;3-www.iguinho.com.br&lt;br /&gt;4-www.gogirlsgame.com.br&lt;br /&gt;5-www.criancas.uol.com.br/jogos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-410214981016448493?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/dicas-de-site-de-jogos-1-www.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-587341240134188780</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Feb 2009 18:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-14T11:05:04.621-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Receitas de creme para pele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Máscara  esfoliante:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misture duas colheres de sopa de aveia,&lt;br /&gt;três morangos maduros picados&lt;br /&gt;e uma colher de iogurte natural, até formar uma pasta.&lt;br /&gt;Após 10 minutos retire e aplique um hidratante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para pele oleosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (sopa) de pepino&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (chá) de mel&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (sopa) de levedo de cerveja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bata tudo acrescentando soro fisiológico par dissolver melhor a mistura. Esta receita é indicada tanbém para tratamento de pele com espinhas a acne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para hidratar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-1 clara de ovo batida&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (sobremesa) de farelo de aveia&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher de chá de mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Misture tudo e aplique na pele limpa. Deixe agir na pele até secar. Também podem ser adicionadas frutas (menos as cítricas) como mamão, morango...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para pele seca:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-3 gotas de óleo de girassol&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (sopa) de iogurte&lt;br /&gt;-1 colher (sopa) de mel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bata tudo, aplique no rosto de baixo para cima. Deixe agir por 10 minutos e retire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimente!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-587341240134188780?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/receitas-de-creme-para-pele-mascara.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-6606836109793394407</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 13:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T05:40:52.724-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Quebra-cuca saindo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1-Quando um pato disputa um jogo com outro o que acontece?&lt;br /&gt;2-Quem é que tem luz mas só brilha no escuro?&lt;br /&gt;3-O que é que trabalha e descanasa em pé?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-6606836109793394407?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/quebra-cuca-saindo-1-quando-um-pato.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-572930342631201130</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T05:38:09.288-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>A resposta dos quebras-cucas anteriores são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cúmulo da magreza é: deitar na agulha e se cobrir com a linha.&lt;br /&gt;O cúmulo do egoísmo é: eu sei mas não vou contar.&lt;br /&gt;O cúmulo da rebeldia é: morar sozinho e fugir de casa.&lt;br /&gt;O cúmulo da força é: dobrar uma rua e quebrar uma esquina&lt;br /&gt;O bicho que nunca deita é: o bicho de pé&lt;br /&gt;Quem anda sem ter pernas é: o dinheiro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas são as respostas!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-572930342631201130?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/quebra-cuca-1-quando-um-pato-disputa-um.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-6386909551419678239</guid><pubDate>Thu, 12 Feb 2009 12:59:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-12T05:10:24.393-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfZ0WfOQI/AAAAAAAAADM/O6mh2C3NnWw/s1600-h/AmandaPraia2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301897189732071682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 212px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfZ0WfOQI/AAAAAAAAADM/O6mh2C3NnWw/s320/AmandaPraia2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfZ31Y3oI/AAAAAAAAADE/of5GjCqP_28/s1600-h/AmandaPequena.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301897190666985090" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 205px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfZ31Y3oI/AAAAAAAAADE/of5GjCqP_28/s320/AmandaPequena.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Essas fotos são de eu pequena!!!Ai que saudade de ser menor!!!!&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfY_OJwyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H_h34ZHWFC0/s1600-h/AmandaInverno1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301897175470031650" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 295px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfY_OJwyI/AAAAAAAAAC8/H_h34ZHWFC0/s320/AmandaInverno1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfIoDsG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PO-tTXK0M5M/s1600-h/Amanda_2005[1].JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896894374222786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfIoDsG8I/AAAAAAAAAC0/PO-tTXK0M5M/s320/Amanda_2005%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQe0IkWO2I/AAAAAAAAACk/eu9iw6EUaIU/s1600-h/Amanda+na+poÃ§a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896542323882850" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 209px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQe0IkWO2I/AAAAAAAAACk/eu9iw6EUaIU/s320/Amanda+na+po%C3%A7a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQerzjd3UI/AAAAAAAAACc/rD1huFpOQdQ/s1600-h/Amanda+e+Flor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896399244090690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 211px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQerzjd3UI/AAAAAAAAACc/rD1huFpOQdQ/s320/Amanda+e+Flor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQeiGXOnuI/AAAAAAAAACU/MOqh_y7U5Kg/s1600-h/Amanda+comendo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301896232494341858" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 208px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQeiGXOnuI/AAAAAAAAACU/MOqh_y7U5Kg/s320/Amanda+comendo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/7890118070448220312-6386909551419678239?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/essas-fotos-sao-de-eu-pequenaai-que.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_7OZxXiGA0K8/SZQfZ0WfOQI/AAAAAAAAADM/O6mh2C3NnWw/s72-c/AmandaPraia2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7890118070448220312.post-7906820453587372737</guid><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2009 14:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-11T06:34:31.707-08:00</atom:updated><title></title><description>Elenira, eu achei que não dá para resolver esse problema porque não tem a medida do muro!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7890118070448220312-7906820453587372737?l=fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://fabulosomundodeamanda.blogspot.com/2009/02/elenira-eu-achei-que-nao-da-para.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Amanda Canan Campos)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>