tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27385658245102378812024-02-07T07:35:47.293+00:00Roysmatola...com jeitinho!!!RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-53151429809683050612009-12-11T10:29:00.003+00:002009-12-11T10:42:48.639+00:00Merry Xmas!!!<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI2MDUyNzIyNzg5MCZwdD*xMjYwNTI3NTUzOTY4JnA9NDE4ODEzJmQ9MjAzNTA2Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTImbz*5NzI4ODEzMjlkZjY*MjE5YjZjNjc4ZmJjZTFjNjM*ZCZvZj*w.gif" /><div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; width: 425px;'><object id='A471453' quality='high' data='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=7lxt4r4P0Kx2fCTl&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself' pluginspage='http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' height='319' width='425'><param name='wmode' value='transparent'></param><param name='movie' value='http://aka.zero.jibjab.com/client/zero/ClientZero_EmbedViewer.swf?external_make_id=7lxt4r4P0Kx2fCTl&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself'></param><param name='scaleMode' value='showAll'></param><param name='quality' value='high'></param><param name='allowNetworking' value='all'></param><param name='allowFullScreen' value='true' /><param name='FlashVars' value='external_make_id=7lxt4r4P0Kx2fCTl&service=elfyourself.jibjab.com&partnerID=ElfYourself'></param><param name='allowScriptAccess' value='always'></param></object><div style='text-align:center; width:435px; margin-top:6px;'>Send your own <a href='http://www.elfyourself.com'>ElfYourself</a> <a href='http://sendables.jibjab.com/ecards'>eCards</a></div></div>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-22180361669004078442009-08-31T07:31:00.007+01:002009-08-31T08:10:50.423+01:00Réquiem plos PORCOS!...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRyXJt8xHUvcTMczmmurNVxX9DTsXRJ7lvOvGcwFwiSGS_yjOEs-_8HqbGLj2eFz6VyNBfxj2QTBAr-gOM-q4WUd9XaJexpIjHoRnyCAHwwjdSE4K00qtydw_5LFqvhOpVZJSP8QgmVM/s1600-h/DSC00480.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPRyXJt8xHUvcTMczmmurNVxX9DTsXRJ7lvOvGcwFwiSGS_yjOEs-_8HqbGLj2eFz6VyNBfxj2QTBAr-gOM-q4WUd9XaJexpIjHoRnyCAHwwjdSE4K00qtydw_5LFqvhOpVZJSP8QgmVM/s400/DSC00480.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376012128825570258" /></a><br /><br /><br />Vou passar, muito provavelmente, as piores férias da minha vida, mas isso são outros 500, não é uma história para aqui chamada!... <br /><br />Já que não vou descansar a cabeça, pelo menos vou tentar ganhar um <span style="font-style:italic;">look</span> menos "trolha". Não que tenha algo contra os profissionais do andaime, muito pelo contrário, tenho o maior respeito por quem trabalha sob intenso calor... apesar de por vezes serem pouco simpáticos e serem "porcos de língua" e de aspecto, respeito-os muito mais que outros, que trabalham com AC ligado todo o dia, não aparentam sujidade corporal e usam linguagem de encantar, mas no fundo são muito mais porcos que os primeiros! <br /><br />Para bom entendedor, meia palavra basta... uma pequena homenagem a todos os porcos deste país, principalmente àqueles que ainda têm o dom de sair por cima das situações, como "anjinhos", pessoas de boa índole, por muita "porcaria" que façam! <br /><br />Resumidamente, sou um tipo <span style="font-weight:bold;">DIFÍCIL</span>... digo o que custa ouvir, as verdades, sou um chato do caraças, porque não me calo quando acho que não me devo calar... Enfim, não sei ser só agradável, dizer coisas bonitas e por isso ando muito próximo do protótipo do fdp do Séc XXI. Um dia deixo de ser parvo e também me converto à "Confraria da Badalhoquice"... basta ter lata e lábia!<br /><br />Réquiem plos <span style="font-weight:bold;">PORCOS</span>...RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-27696471389332678582009-07-22T15:27:00.011+01:002009-12-11T10:40:34.775+00:00A Beautiful Mess...<object width="425" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8Mz_kyRlWY&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/K8Mz_kyRlWY&hl=pt-br&fs=1&" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="285"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-21594883677905389792009-06-15T22:13:00.002+01:002009-07-22T15:27:01.997+01:00Back...<object width="480" height="295"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBFgPN4LePQ&hl=1=pt-br&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lBFgPN4LePQ&hl=1=pt-br&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-39490227986702361182009-02-23T05:19:00.004+00:002009-02-23T05:31:04.662+00:00No Line On The Horizon...<object width="400" height="345"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/v/8LtunJ36iP/pv=2"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://media.imeem.com/v/8LtunJ36iP/pv=2" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="345" allowFullScreen="true"></embed></object><br/><a href="http://www.imeem.com/runudu/video/h2d8pZZL/u2_no_line_on_the_horizon_music_video/"></a><br /><br />Os U2 regressam em GRANDE!!!<br /><br />Música do novo álbum com o mesmo nome (No Line On The Horizon), que irá ser colocado à venda no próximo dia 2 de Março (por acaso já o ando a ouvir há uns dias... loool)<br /><br />Video & Lyrics by: Roysmatola ProdRuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-40515862901138073942009-02-08T01:12:00.002+00:002009-02-08T01:16:54.036+00:00Deolinda...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYGC8DGg33o&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nYGC8DGg33o&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Porque afinal a boa música portuguesa ainda existe... e porque me apaixonei pelos Deolinda!<br /><br />Ousem conhecer o álbum "Canção Ao Lado", é todo ele fantástico!RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-12899270538282452552009-01-31T16:10:00.002+00:002009-01-31T16:41:58.348+00:00Appena Prima Di Partire...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCdOVQp3OKA&hl=pt-br&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fCdOVQp3OKA&hl=pt-br&fs=1&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Da quando non mi hai più cercato<br />mi sembra molto più difficile<br />credevo di essere più forte<br />di quella sera e tutte le parole<br />ed e bastato un solo sguardo<br />solo una volta non lo scordi più<br /><br />Matteo:<br />rincontrarsi nei pensieri [più]<br />ritrovarsi come ieri<br /><br />Thomas:<br />anche se non può più tornare<br />basta una volta e non lo scordi più<br />quella sera e tutte le parole<br /><br />ma tu<br />Davvero credi sia stato un piano<br />studiato per farti del male<br />si tu di sicuro, sei stata più sincera nel dire le cose<br /><br />Nelly Furtado:<br />Now who's gonna say<br />You win I loose<br /><br />Thomas:<br />vincere tu...<br /><br />Matteo:<br />senza ormai più chiedersi<br />se mai ce la faro<br />e se domani - domani forse ritornerò<br />magari un giorno poi<br />poi me ne pentirò<br />ma ne valeva la pena rischiare tutto o no?<br /><br />Nelly Furtado:<br />no...<br />never seems so really ended<br />No I can't really forget it<br />No I can't forget you<br /><br />Nelly e Thomas:<br />Will you ever see that I<br />couldn't turn a blind eye ?<br />The day that we said goodbye<br />It's true that someday<br />your honesty will pay<br />and I paid my dues<br /><br />Thomas:<br />e ora che vuoi?<br /><br />Nelly e Thomas:<br />vincere tu..<br /><br />Nelly:<br />ooooh...<br /><br />Nelly e Thomas:<br />Will you ever see that I<br />couldn't turn a blind eye ?<br />The day that we said goodbye<br />It's true that someday<br />your honesty will pay<br />and I paid my dues<br /><br />Thomas:<br />ed era l'ultimo saluto<br /><br />Nelly e Thomas:<br />e non ci penso più..RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-7981927127539860932009-01-13T02:45:00.001+00:002009-01-13T04:47:32.796+00:00A Wish...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oK9TjlFLv-w&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oK9TjlFLv-w&color1=0xb1b1b1&color2=0xcfcfcf&hl=en&feature=player_embedded&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Please don’t be scared<br />I won’t disappoint you<br />just look at my face<br />I shouldn’t love you any way<br /><br />I wanna try it...<br />I think I’m already trying!<br />I’m already trying!<br /><br />Because I believe it<br />Yes I believe it<br />And I am trying…<br /><br />Please keep fighting... Keep fighting<br />Together we can build something beautiful<br />Please keep fighting...<br />Together we’ll build love<br /><br />I can’t live without you<br />Could I ever learn how to live with you<br />Because I believe it<br />Yes I believe it<br />And I I’m trying...<br /><br />Please keep fighting... Keep fighting<br />Together we can build something beautiful<br />Please keep fighting...<br />Together we’ll build love<br /><br />fighting... fighting...<br />I won’t give up on you<br />please keep fighting<br />together we’ll build love<br /><br />don’t you give up now on me,<br />I won’t give up on you!!!RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-27553993695991957202008-12-31T23:38:00.000+00:002008-12-31T23:39:36.822+00:00Happy New Year!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwDuJnieYug&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FwDuJnieYug&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-24925549750510702942008-12-22T00:34:00.000+00:002008-12-22T00:36:03.304+00:00Merry Xmas!<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KseRK3eafVE&hl=pt-br&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KseRK3eafVE&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-65322377769908303712008-10-18T00:57:00.002+01:002008-10-18T01:00:55.921+01:00You Make It Real...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1QGW7CfN4w&hl=pt-br&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/L1QGW7CfN4w&hl=pt-br&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><span>There's so much craziness, surrounding me<br />There's so much going on, it get's hard to breathe<br />When all my faith has gone, you bring it back to me<br />You make it real for me<br /><br />When I'm not sure of, my priorities<br />When I've lost sight of, where I'm meant to be<br />Like holy water, washing over me<br />You make it real for me<br /><br />And I<br />I'm running to you baby<br />You are the only one who saved me<br />That's why I've been missing you lately<br />Cause you make it real for me<br /><br />When my head is strong, but my heart is weak<br />I'm full of arrogance, and uncertainty<br />When I can't find the words, you teach my heart to speak<br />You make it real for me<br /><br />And I<br />I'm running to you baby<br />Cause you, are the only one who saved me<br />That's why I've been missing you lately<br />Cause you make it real for me<br /><br />Oh, and everybody's talking, in words I don't understand<br />You've got to be the only one, who knows just who I am<br />You're shining in the distance, I hope I can make it through<br />Because the only place I want to be, is right back home with you<br /><br />I guess there's so much more, I have to learn<br />But if you're here with me, I know which way to turn<br />You always give me somewhere, somewhere I can run<br />You make it real for me<br /><br />And I<br />I'm running to you baby<br />Cause you, are the only one who saved me<br />That's why I've been missing you lately<br />Cause you make it real for me<br />You make it real for me </span>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-39504446227691615942008-09-28T08:43:00.000+01:002008-09-28T08:45:14.837+01:00I'm Yours... :)<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EkHTsc9PU2A&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Well, you done done<br />me and you bet I felt it<br />I tried to be chill<br />but your so hot that I melted<br />I fell right through the cracks,<br />and I'm tryin' to get back<br />before the cool done run out<br />I'll be givin it my best test<br />and nothin's gonna stop me<br />but divine intervention<br />I reckon it's again my turn<br />to win some or learn some<br /><br />But I won't hesitate<br />No more, no more<br />it cannot wait,<br />I'm yours!<br /><br />Well open up your mind<br />and see like me<br />open up your plans<br />and damn you're free<br />look into your heart<br />and you'll find love love love<br />listen to the music of the moment<br />maybe sing with me<br />a la peaceful melody<br />It's your God-forsaken right<br />to be loved, love, loved, love Love<br /><br />So I won't hesitate<br />No more, no more,<br />it cannot wait<br />I'm sure.<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate,<br />I'm yours!<br /><br />I've been spendin' way too long<br />checkin' my tongue in the mirror<br />and bendin' over backwards<br />just to try to see it clearer<br />my breath fogged up the glass<br />and so I drew a new face and laughed<br />I guess what I'm a sayin' is<br />there ain't no better reason<br />to rid yourself of vanity<br />and just go with the seasons<br />it's what we aim to do<br />our name is our virtue<br /><br />So I won't hesitate<br />No more, no more,<br />it cannot wait<br />I'm sure.<br />There's no need to complicate<br />Our time is short<br />This is our fate,<br />I'm yours!<br /><br />Well open up your mind and see like me<br />open up your plans and damn you're free<br />look into your heart and you'll find the sky is yours<br /><br />So please, don't please, don't please dont't<br />there's no need to complicate<br />Cause our time is short<br />this so, this so, this so is our fate<br />I'm yours!RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-19880030085273229802008-09-27T02:28:00.002+01:002008-09-27T02:36:08.580+01:00Especialmente para quem esteve lá na Bela Vista, ao meu lado...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eiOtOL5Mgp8&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eiOtOL5Mgp8&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><pre>He broke your heart<br />He took your soul<br />You're hurt inside<br />'Cause there's a hole<br />You need some time<br />to be alone<br />then you will find<br />what you've always known<br /><br />I'm the one who really love ya, baby<br />I've been knockin' at your door<br /><br />and as long as I'm livin'<br />I'll be waitin'<br />as long as I'm breathin'<br />I'll be there<br />whenever you call me<br />I'll be waitin'<br />whenever you need me<br />I'll be there<br /><br />I've seen ya cry<br />into the night<br />I feel your pain<br />can I make it right?<br />I realize<br />there's no end in sight<br />yet still I wait<br />for you to see the light<br /><br />I'm the one who really loves ya, baby<br />I can't take it anymore<br />and as long as I'm livin'<br />I'll be waitin'<br />as long as I'm breathin'<br />I'll be there<br />whenever you call me<br />I'll be waitin'<br />whenever you need me<br />I'll be there<br /><br />You are the only one I've ever known<br />that makes me feel this way, couldn't on my own<br />I wanna be with you until we're old<br />you've got the love you need right in front of you, please come home<br /><br />as long as I'm livin'<br />I'll be waitin'<br />as long as I'm breathin'<br />I'll be there<br />whenever you call me<br />I'll be waitin'<br />whenever you need me<br />I'll be there<br /><br />as long as I'm livin'<br />I'll be waitin'<br />as long as I'm breathin'<br />I'll be there<br />whenever you call me<br />I'll be waitin'<br />whenever you need me<br />I'll be there</pre>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-22560353250802960032008-07-24T00:36:00.002+01:002008-07-24T12:06:08.252+01:00Até arrepia...<p><object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CodLVhl65rQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CodLVhl65rQ&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object></p><p align="center"> </p><p align="left"><strong>It's true... I was made for YOU!</strong></p>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-711564209674791912008-07-06T17:17:00.001+01:002008-07-06T17:20:57.425+01:00Tira Ela de Mim...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOQfLEKzvsk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uOQfLEKzvsk&hl=en&fs=1&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><pre>Tira a lembrança que ela deixou<br />Tira esse vazio que em mim ficou<br />Esse céu de estrelas que ela me levou<br />Eram só mentiras de um falso amor<br /><br />Tira dos meus sonhos a imagem dela<br />Tira o desejo de estar com ela<br />Apagar da mente, fazer diferente, a gente<br /><br />Tira essa mulher do meu coração<br />Tira do meu corpo essa sensação<br />Tira ela de mim, tira ela de mim<br />Beija a minha boca que ela beijou<br />Chega onde ninguém jamais chegou<br /><br />Tira ela de mim, tira ela de mim<br />tira essa venda que me cegou<br />Tira esse golpe que me arrasou<br />Sempre existe espaço para um novo amor<br />A felicidade é superior</pre>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-90669354764822208732008-07-05T12:41:00.004+01:002008-07-05T12:51:04.414+01:00Porque hoje é dia 5...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64sVFj4G6euG5RtVQV_h4OIo-uSqbwSrCmh4j7khg8rQNakCAVexIWAkyLT1g43e_l4pNHKVG-9p6RSbcRaRKT1LQFfXScTp1xwzWE2JJOrE81z130XpKz80O-aTRepv0IOmIweRi_Rc/s1600-h/roses_three.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg64sVFj4G6euG5RtVQV_h4OIo-uSqbwSrCmh4j7khg8rQNakCAVexIWAkyLT1g43e_l4pNHKVG-9p6RSbcRaRKT1LQFfXScTp1xwzWE2JJOrE81z130XpKz80O-aTRepv0IOmIweRi_Rc/s400/roses_three.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219494107363379314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" >PARABÉNS!<br /><br /></span></div>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-63189077979309230732008-07-02T20:30:00.001+01:002008-07-02T20:32:02.127+01:00Gostar de ti...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHJS2it1S4M&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eHJS2it1S4M&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><pre>A noite já caiu<br />E trouxe de novo o silêncio<br />O quarto está vazio<br />Porque tu já não estás mais aqui<br />Ao pé de mim<br /><br />O tempo parou<br />No momento em que partiste<br />O amor acabou<br />No leve beijo triste<br />Mas pra mim<br />Não é o fim<br /><br />Enquanto o sol brilhar<br />E o rio correr pró mar<br />Enquanto houver luar<br />E o mundo não parar<br />Enquanto o sol nascer<br />Enquanto o fogo arder<br />E o meu coração bater<br />Eu vou gostar de ti<br />Vou gostar de ti<br /><br />Os ecos da paixão<br />Fantasmas de um amor-perfeito<br />São a recordação<br />Que o meu pobre peito<br />Quer soltar<br />Mas eu não vou deixar<br /><br />Enquanto o sol brilhar<br />E o rio correr pró mar<br />Enquanto houver luar<br />E o mundo não parar<br />Enquanto o sol nascer<br />Enquanto o fogo arder<br />E o meu coração bater<br />Eu vou gostar de ti<br /><br />Enquanto o sol brilhar<br />E o rio correr pró mar<br />Enquanto houver luar<br />E o mundo não parar<br />Enquanto o sol nascer<br />Enquanto o fogo arder<br />E o meu coração bater<br />Eu vou gostar de ti<br />Vou gostar de ti<br />Vou gostar de ti</pre>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-30191569889916620042008-06-29T17:56:00.001+01:002008-06-29T17:58:15.918+01:00Champions League?! Joguem à bola...<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BH8ADuPrmOw&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BH8ADuPrmOw&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-34446659202328807442008-06-26T01:14:00.004+01:002008-06-26T01:29:28.573+01:00Esta música... É LINDA!<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzv9R5kFnLk&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nzv9R5kFnLk&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" height="344" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;"> Per7ume - Intervalo</span><p class="music">Vida em câmara lenta,<br />Oito ou oitenta,<br />Sinto que vou emergir,<br />Já sei de cor todas as canções de amor,<br />Para a conquista partir.</p> <p class="music">Diz que tenho sal,<br />Não me deixes mal,<br />Não me deixes…</p> <p class="music">No livro que eu não li,<br />No filme que eu não vi,<br />Na foto aonde eu não entrei,<br />Noticia do jornal<br />O quadro minimal… Sou eu…</p> <p class="music">Vida á média rés,<br />Levanta os pés<br />Não vás em futebois, apesar…<br />Do intervalo, que é quando eu falo,<br />Para não me incomodar.</p> <p class="music">Diz que tenho sal,<br />Não me deixes mal,<br />Não me deixes…</p>No livro que eu não li,<br />No filme que eu não vi,<br />Na foto aonde eu não entrei,<br />Noticia do jornal<br />O quadro minimal… Sou eu… <p class="music">Não me deixes já<br />Historia que não terminou<br />Não me deixes…</p> <p class="music">No livro que eu não li,<br />No filme que eu não vi,<br />Na foto aonde eu não entrei,<br />Noticia do jornal<br />O quadro minimal… Sou eu…</p>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-11589340084901347592008-06-12T02:23:00.001+01:002008-06-12T02:28:47.108+01:00Rei das Fivelas<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tiqvY-njzpc&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tiqvY-njzpc&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />Rei das Fivelas aka Spinus Bujuador - Estamos Contigo!<br /><br />looooooool<br /><br />É a P*** da Loucura!RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-21196449028904470172008-04-22T03:08:00.004+01:002008-04-22T05:05:09.639+01:00Olha que coisa mais LINDA...<object height="355" width="425"><object height="355" width="425"><object width="425" height="355"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zz2P_dXgfNk&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"></param><param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zz2P_dXgfNk&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></object><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKfl15c-Kh0&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lKfl15c-Kh0&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h__ldWPnpXc&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/h__ldWPnpXc&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-37230098586603455792008-04-14T23:51:00.007+01:002008-04-15T00:47:40.002+01:00Still SPECIAL...<object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvNSI4-PV8s&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wvNSI4-PV8s&hl=en&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><h2>Lost</h2> <h2 id="sz">Michael Bublé</h2><br /><pre>Can't believe it's over<br />I watched the whole thing fall<br />And I never saw the writing that was on the wall<br />If I'd only knew<br />Days were slipping past<br />That the good things would never last<br />That you were crying<br /><br />Summer turned to winter<br />And the snow had turned to rain<br />And the rain turned into tears upon your face<br />I hardly recognize the girl you are today<br />And god I hope its not too late<br />Mmmm....Its not too late<br /><br />'Cause you are not alone<br />I'm always there with you<br />And we'll get lost together<br />Till the light comes pouring through<br />'Cause when you feel like you're done<br />And the darkness has won<br />An' babe you're not lost<br /><br />When your world's crashing down<br />And you can't bear the thought<br />I said baby you're not lost<br /><br />Life can show no mercy<br />It can tear your soul apart<br />It can make you feel like you've gone crazy<br />But you're not<br />Things have seemed to change<br />There's one thing that's still the same<br />In my heart you have remained<br />And we can fly, fly, fly away<br /><br />'Cause you are not alone<br />And I am there with you<br />And we'll get lost together<br />Till the light comes pouring through<br />'Cause when you feel like you're done<br />And the darkness has won<br />An' babe you're not lost<br /><br />And the worlds crashing down<br />And you cannot bear the cross (?)<br />I said baby you're not lost<br /><br />Mmmm yeah yeah, yeah yeah,<br />I said baby you're not lost.<br />I said baby you're not lost.<br />Oh yeah, yeah<br />I said baby you're not lost.<br /><br /><br /> <br /></pre>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-68058443789055508542008-04-04T22:06:00.005+01:002008-04-15T02:16:11.907+01:00For someone SPECIAL...<object height="355" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&hl=en"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IHuQKe1ithw&rel=0&color1=0x3a3a3a&color2=0x999999&hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"></embed></object><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">You know who you are!...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">(I already told you that your long hair is beautiful? It is...)<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></span>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-79395131470103527892008-02-06T23:56:00.000+00:002008-02-07T17:57:13.812+00:00Home interessante... Bicho raro!?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgd7NQ1dIYR7-bv4sqcXfIr8aMGlGh8tJjYMPV_3w2JWjB6l6AYsnSdn5ztDbPqMGo7JExwZpCwgbh8L0Q1zST5GZclrWmCCZSXBH4vlS0dLCWt-JuLfaiijp268SNrk94gBZBEZuMrA/s1600-h/woman-hunter.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164046645746385778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgUgd7NQ1dIYR7-bv4sqcXfIr8aMGlGh8tJjYMPV_3w2JWjB6l6AYsnSdn5ztDbPqMGo7JExwZpCwgbh8L0Q1zST5GZclrWmCCZSXBH4vlS0dLCWt-JuLfaiijp268SNrk94gBZBEZuMrA/s400/woman-hunter.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Hoje trago-vos um assunto que já me inquieta há algum tempo... ando preocupado, muito preocupado com as mulheres portuguesas! Vou tentar explicar-vos porquê...<br /><br />É por todos sabido que há mais mulheres que homens e portanto, pelo menos teoricamente, o leque de escolha dos homens é maior do que o das mulheres. Pacífico até aqui. Também é uma realidade inegável que as mulheres mudaram... já não se limitam a ficar em casa a cuidar dos filhos, já não são (felizmente) os seres subservientes que foram em tempos não muito longínquos, têm opinião e, mais importante que isso, a opinião delas também conta, coisa que não acontecia no passado. Desta forma, elevaram também os seus próprios padrões de qualidade e tornaram-se mais exigentes quando toca a escolher o "mais que tudo". Já nem qualquer labrego inculto serve à mulher portuguesa do Séc. XXI. Até aqui, creio que todos concordam comigo...<br /><br />Mas nem tudo são rosas, nem tudo são mudanças positivas... Com a subida do grau de exigência, as mulheres deixaram o papel mais passivo que tinham nos "procedimentos de acasalamento" e tomaram elas as rédeas do engate. Para além disso, revelam agora um grau de competitividade/agressividade entre elas apenas comparável às entradas do Petit, esse ícone da beleza masculina...<br /><br />A falta de homens interessantes ( leia-se com razoável aspecto e inteligência qb) deve ser tanta que, quando encontram um espécime dentro desses parâmetros, esse coitado é arduamente disputado e quase forçado a deitar-se com a fêmea que o descobriu (interesse-lhe ou não), sob pena de ser considerado roto. Esse "desespero" pela conquista de um homem interessante aumenta exponencialmente quando a mulher começa a aproximar-se da terceira dezena de aniversários comemorados... nessa fase, já vale tudo (excepto arrancar olhos)...<br /><br />Pretendo no entanto deixar claro, meus amigos, que não generalizo esta minha opinião. Também tenho o exemplo de amigas que, apesar de terem nascido em ano anterior a 78, não têm esse tipo de postura de predadoras desesperadas... vivem e assumem tranquilamente as suas condições de desimpedidas, sem que façam da mudança de estado civil a prioridade absoluta das suas vidas.<br /><br />Depois destes dados lançados "à mesa", alguém tem condições de me explicar o que se está a passar efectivamente com as mulheres portuguesas?!<br /><br /><strong>PS: o Dia S. Valentim aproxima-se... procurem na parte de baixo deste blogue (mesmo no fim), a loja onde vão encontrar a prenda ideal para oferecerem aos vossos "mais que tudo"</strong>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com54tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2738565824510237881.post-48418771785726602132008-01-23T01:57:00.001+00:002008-01-23T02:22:29.734+00:00Veterinário?!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicNGHRf_PU-1ZFC8aJzHNjbC_QsS8YxKMH9Me5D_0hBilHlEq8hqADulB9gVnNO_v-xb220lfvQVlRxW8R866yCCvZ9m-L5V7x8thVh567voc5bWzrOrgrfLGHCfmyRt7-cU2Uz4OBFU/s1600-h/burro.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhicNGHRf_PU-1ZFC8aJzHNjbC_QsS8YxKMH9Me5D_0hBilHlEq8hqADulB9gVnNO_v-xb220lfvQVlRxW8R866yCCvZ9m-L5V7x8thVh567voc5bWzrOrgrfLGHCfmyRt7-cU2Uz4OBFU/s400/burro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158485333112963938" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: justify; font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" ><strong>Aquele que ao longo do dia é activo como uma abelha, forte como um touro, </strong></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" ><strong>trabalha que nem um cavalo e ao fim da tarde se sente cansado que nem um</strong></span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" > </span><span style="font-weight: normal;font-size:130%;" ><strong>cão, deveria consultar um veterinário, porque é bem possível que seja BURRO</strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong><span style="font-weight: normal;">...!</span></strong></span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:18;"><strong></strong></span></span></div><span style="font-size:180%;"><strong><br /></strong></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>E já que estamos a falar de animais, aqui vai uma piada bem machista:<br /><br /></strong></span><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>- Qual é o animal mais parecido com a mulher?</strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>Resposta: A Galinha</strong><br /></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong></strong></span></div><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-size:130%;"><strong>3 Razões: Cabeça pequena; Traseiro grande; Cacareja que se farta<br /><br /><br />- Qual é o animal mais parecido com o homem?<br />Resposta: A Raposa<br />3 Razões: Muita inteligência; Muito pêlo; Come galinhas<br /></strong></span></span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-size:18;"><strong></strong></span></span></div>RuNuDuhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10303150702428973820noreply@blogger.com10