como eu sou burrinha não entendi a parte de homenagem ao fotolog.....
bjus

Caramba William Show de foto aquela da menina no contraluz. Só não sei se o fotolog merece essa homenagem :D
Abçs.
Luiz.

Meu brother.
Gostaria de me perder na Baía... Uma lancha e um psiu!... Tudibom!
Cara, tô te devendo... Nem rolou rock naquela noite.
Mas no fds próximo a gente marca. Tô com uma "amiga" e talz que tem um monte de amiga... Só psiu mesmo!
Abraços ae,
:-)

William: recebi teu recado no meu flog, e adorei saber que voce virá pra Santos neste final de semana.
Infelizmente no sábado à noite tenho um compromisso, que não posso deixar de ir. Mas no domingo de manhã, eu vou com meu namorado assistir a prova, e poderemos nos encontrar sim.
Nós certamente iremos ver a chegada ( que é perto da minha casa), e quem sabe não nos encontramos?
Ia ser muito bom te conhecer ao vivo!
Vamos combinar sim!

Um abração, e vá se aquecendo pra ganhar essa prova!
Drika

E aí,tudo bem?
Vens na quarta?

Tá linda esta foto,luz ,bicicleta os fios...tudo!

Bjócas!
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Muito linda esta foto!

Bjócas e bom fim de semana!
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Bus Driver</br>There was this little kid with impared speech and it was the first day of school so the dad told him to be nice to the bus driver. He said "ok."When he got on the bus he said "Tank Mr. Buuusss Diver." The bus driver got mad and slapped him. The next day again his dad said be nice to your bus driver. He said "ok," When he got on the bus he said the same thing and the bus driver slapped him again. Well the next day his dad said be nice to the bus driver and he said "no" and they dad said "why?"The kid said "beecaausse eery day I say tank you Mr. Buuusss Diver. And then he saps me." The dad said "Ok I will come with you to see why your bus driver keeps slapping you. Well when the bus comes the dad asks the bus driver "why do you keep slapping my kid." The bus driver replies in a hurt tone "beecaaausse he maken fun of me." (Remember to say all the little kids parts in a voice that sounds like an impared speech kid and do the same thing for the bus driver)

My Wetsuit is too Small!</br>I used to teach an introductory river kayaking class at a local YMCA. It involved a classroom session and pool time. The lifeguard at the pool was so interested, that we invited him to join the activity in the pool. He learned very quickly and wanted to come on an instructional trip on the river. Of course, being the lifeguard at the Y, he had missed the classroom sessions which covered equipment, gear, clothing, theory, etc.So he came along on a trip and I provided an extra boat, and the required wetsuit (we're in the Chicago area). Once at the put-in, I told him to put on the wetsuit so in the event of a dump, he'd stay warm.Off he went and it took a very long time for him to reappear. When he finally did, I couldn't help but laugh at not only him but myself as well. I had forgotten to tell him to take off his jeans, t-shirt, sweater and jacket! He also asked me whether he really needed to wear that wet suit because he didn't feel very comfortable in it at all!We both had a good laugh and I learned as an instructor teaching novices, NEVER EVER TAKE ANYTHING FOR GRANTED!I still consider it a great learning experience for me!

The athiest</br>An atheist was spending a quiet day fishing when suddenly his boat was attacked by the Loch Ness monster. In one easy flip, the beast tossed him and his boat at least a hundred feet into the air. The monster then opened its mouth while waiting below to swallow man and boat. As the man sailed head over heels and started to fall towards the open jaws of the ferocious beast he cried out, "Oh, my God! Help me!" Suddenly, the scene froze in place.As the atheist hung in midair, a booming voice came out of the clouds and said, "I thought you didn't believe in Me!" "God, come on, give me a break!" the man pleaded, "Just seconds ago I didn't believe in the Loch Ness monster either!" "Well," said God, "now that you are a believer you must understand that I won't work miracles to snatch you from certain death in the jaws of the monster, but I can change hearts. What would you have me do?" The atheist thinks for a minute and then says, "God, please have the Loch Ness Monster believe in You also." God replies, "So be it." The scene starts in motion again with the atheist falling towards the ravenous jaws of the ferocious beast. Then the Loch Ness Monster folds his claws together and says, "Lord, bless this food You have so graciously provided....."

Sarcastic ??</br>Well, aren't we just a ray of fucking sunshine? Not the brightest crayon in the box now, are we? Don't bother me. I'm living happily ever after. Do I look like a fucking people person? This isn't an office. It's Hell with fluorescent lighting. I pretend to work. They pretend to pay me. You! Off my planet !!Therapy is expensive, popping bubble wrap is cheap! You choose. Practice random acts of intelligence & senseless acts of self-control. I like cats too. Let's exchange recipes. Did the aliens forget to remove your anal probe? Errors have been made. Others will be blamed. Let me show you how the guards used to do it. And your cry-baby whiny-assed opinion would be...? I'm not crazy, I've just been in a very bad mood for 30 years. Sarcasm is just one more service we offer. Do they ever shut up on your planet? I'm just working here till a good fast-food job opens up. I'm trying to imagine you with a personality. A cubicle is just a padded cell without a door. Stress is when you wake up screaming & you realize you haven't fallen asleep yet.I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one. How many times do I have to flush before you go away? I just want revenge. Is that so wrong? I work 40 hours a week to be this poor. Can I trade this job for what's behind door #2? Too many freaks, not enough circuses. Just smile and say "Yes, Mistress." Chaos, panic, and disorder - my work here is done. Earth is full. Go home. Is it time for your medication or mine? Aw, did I step on your poor little bitty ego? I plead contemporary insanity. How do I set a laser printer to stun? I'm not tense, just terribly, terribly alert. When I want your opinion, I'll give it to you.

William Shakespeare. Sonnet CXVIII</br> </br> </br> </br> Like as, to make our appetites more keen,</br> With eager compounds we our palate urge,</br> As, to prevent our maladies unseen,</br> We sicken to shun sickness when we purge,</br> Even so, being tuff of your ne'er-cloying sweetness,</br> To bitter sauces did I frame my feeding</br> And, sick of welfare, found a kind of meetness</br> To be diseased ere that there was true needing.</br> Thus policy in love, to anticipate</br> The ills that were not, grew to faults assured</br> And brought to medicine a healthful state</br> Which, rank of goodness, would by ill be cured:</br> But thence I learn, and find the lesson true,</br> Drugs poison him that so fell sick of you.</br> </br> </br>