<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:46:22.682-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Q lo pario</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>9</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-5720735856559501901</id><published>2007-12-03T10:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:50:45.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>...Esos momentos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/R1RWuCmMLdI/AAAAAAAAABM/pNqac905tv8/s1600-R/1918372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/R1RWuCmMLdI/AAAAAAAAABM/jypcqIyK5xk/s320/1918372.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139828423707602386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;...Esos momentos en el q un vacío en el pecho te llena, te hunde y aplasta el corazón haciendo los latidos cada vez mas lentos y poderosos q llegan a retumbar hasta en el ultimo rincón del cuerpo.Ese buscar sin saber a quien o q ni en donde,q nos hace perder los momentos de la vida sin poder disfrutarlos...Esos momentos en q me pierdo en el laberinto de los pensamientos y en lo mas profundo de mi cabeza sin poder hallar una salida o encontrar una respuesta...Esos momentos en los q uno no se siente nada ni nadie, y se formula preguntas idiotas, las cuales no tendrían ni q imaginarse en la mente de uno porq las respuestas son aun mas idiotas q las preguntas...Esos momentos en los q mas se añora es desaparecer o tener la cabeza en blanco...Esos momentos en los q queremos destruir todo y tirar por la borda esas cosas por la cual nos costo mucho sacrificio, lucha y fuerza poder tenerlas...Esos momentos en los cuales no podemos aceptar las cosas de la vida y no tratamos de entender q algunas cosas pasan por el solo hecho de q tienen q pasar...Esos momentos en los q nos intriga el porq, y sin previo aviso, rompemos en lagrimas en los momentos mas inesperados sin motivos, sin una razón, sin tener siquiera una explicación para darse a uno mismo...solo sabemos q lo necesitamos, nada mas, para vaciar con lagrimas algo q nos duele y no sabemos definirlo, y nos jode no tener un porq...Esos momentos de autodestrucción q solo nos sirve para dañarnos un poco mas, porq creemos q no podemos confiar ni contárselas a nadie y en verdad sabemos q estamos equivocados por pensar de ese modo...En todos esos momentos aun no se q hacer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-5720735856559501901?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/5720735856559501901/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=5720735856559501901' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5720735856559501901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5720735856559501901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/12/esos-momentos.html' title='...Esos momentos...'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/R1RWuCmMLdI/AAAAAAAAABM/jypcqIyK5xk/s72-c/1918372.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-448419433617474268</id><published>2007-10-01T10:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:50:47.254-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madres...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RwExr3ur_HI/AAAAAAAAABE/m2209rqR7b8/s1600-h/20060814122542-madre-e-hijo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RwExr3ur_HI/AAAAAAAAABE/m2209rqR7b8/s320/20060814122542-madre-e-hijo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116425281433500786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...Desde su vientre nos alimento, nos dio su amor y cuido. Luego nos entrego al mundo para enfrentar una vida, siempre cuidando nuestras espaldas con garra y corazon. Nunca nos dejo solos, siempre guiandonos y llevandonos por buen camino, enseñandonos lo bueno y lo malo de cada uno de nuestros actos, defendiendo y respaldando nuestras desiciones sean cual sean, pero siempre "ahi", sin fallarnos en cada movimiento q hicimos, hagamos o haremos. Nunca hizo falta contarle lo q sentimos, porq con tan solo una mirada de ellas hacia nuestros ojos es como una radiografia, saben cuando estamos bien o cuando necesitamos de ayuda, y lo saben tan solo con una mirada, esa mirada q es el mas bello paraiso q cualquiera de nosotros puede imaginar. En nuestros errores siempre ellas ahi, no para reprocharnos ni hercharnos en cara nada, sino para protegernos y darnos fuerzas para seguir adelante y sellar esas fuerzas con un beso o un abrazo...ese beso q es la caricia mas perfecta q hayamos conocido o conoceremos y ese abrazo q es un escudo protector impenetrable q nos cuida de los problemas, tropiezos y caidas en el camino de nuestras vidas. Ellas son las q nos crearon, protegieron, guiarron e hicieron de nosotros lo q somos hoy en dia y lo q seremos en un futuro. Todo lo bueno q rescatemos de nosotros creo q se lo tendriamos q agradecer a ellas, porq todo lo bueno en nosotros mismos es el fiel reflejo de lo bueno q ellas nos han entregado, por eso y por todo le tendriamos q entregar dia tras dia solamente tres palabras:..."te quiero mama"..., porq aunq a nosotros nos parezcan tan solo tres palabras, para ellas puede ser el agradeciemiento q le damos por todo lo q nos brindaron, brindan y brindaran por siempre. Se q con estas palabras me quedo corto para explicar lo q es una madre o lo q pienso yo de ellas...y creo q las tres mas importantes son:..."te quiero vieja"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-448419433617474268?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/448419433617474268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=448419433617474268' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/448419433617474268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/448419433617474268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/10/madres.html' title='Madres...'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RwExr3ur_HI/AAAAAAAAABE/m2209rqR7b8/s72-c/20060814122542-madre-e-hijo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-3823502615259723921</id><published>2007-09-29T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:50:46.444-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiero ser bebe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rv5u5Xur_GI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U33GocKgu2w/s1600-h/2938A00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rv5u5Xur_GI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U33GocKgu2w/s320/2938A00.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115648158640897122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Quisiera ser bebe para estar libre de malos pensamientos,maldad,discriminacion,envidia....pero no solo por esto quisiera volver a ser bebe,sino tambien para tener la cabeza en blanco y volver a aprender miles de cosas sin importar como se aprendan, para vivir sin sueño y quitarselo a los demas,para ser alegre,divertido,inocente,lleno de energia y de vida...Si señores por todo esto y por mucho mas quiero volver a ser bebe,pero la razon mas importante por la cual tengo ganas de ser esa criatura pequeña,tierna y sin problemas es porq a los fuking putos bebes los kiosqueros les regalan golosinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-3823502615259723921?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/3823502615259723921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=3823502615259723921' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/3823502615259723921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/3823502615259723921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/09/quiero-ser-bebe.html' title='Quiero ser bebe'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rv5u5Xur_GI/AAAAAAAAAA8/U33GocKgu2w/s72-c/2938A00.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-5453121926865945058</id><published>2007-08-04T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T10:02:52.765-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Roberto "El Negro" Fontanarrosa (1944-2007)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RrSv98NTQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gcOuTzrrbKY/s1600-h/Fontanarrosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RrSv98NTQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gcOuTzrrbKY/s320/Fontanarrosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5094890557131670418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Quien mejor para hacer un homenaje q sus tres mejores amigos....(Negro:el pueblo canaya siempre con vos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-5453121926865945058?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/5453121926865945058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=5453121926865945058' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5453121926865945058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5453121926865945058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/08/roberto-el-negro-fontanarrosa-1944-2007.html' title='Roberto &quot;El Negro&quot; Fontanarrosa (1944-2007)'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RrSv98NTQ5I/AAAAAAAAAA0/gcOuTzrrbKY/s72-c/Fontanarrosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-4877258168728349652</id><published>2007-07-26T08:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T16:50:47.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bob Rataman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi8rcNTQ4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/roNKeXERiH0/s1600-h/hamstersinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi8rcNTQ4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/roNKeXERiH0/s320/hamstersinger.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091526833234723714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;Prefiero escuchar a Bob antes q mirar cantando por un sueño o escuchar un disco de miguel mateos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-4877258168728349652?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/4877258168728349652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=4877258168728349652' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/4877258168728349652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/4877258168728349652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/07/bob-rataman.html' title='Bob Rataman'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi8rcNTQ4I/AAAAAAAAAAs/roNKeXERiH0/s72-c/hamstersinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-8240176359286656569</id><published>2007-07-26T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T07:56:23.441-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor ciego</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi0rsNTQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lHG4d9Yw18g/s1600-h/O-amor-e-cego_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi0rsNTQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lHG4d9Yw18g/s320/O-amor-e-cego_1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091518041436668786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;Despues de ver esta foto...voy a empezar a ir al oculista...espero q ustedes tb...va se los recomiendo para q no les suceda lo mismo q a este caracol exitado como negra en baile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-8240176359286656569?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/8240176359286656569/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=8240176359286656569' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/8240176359286656569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/8240176359286656569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/07/amor-ciego.html' title='Amor ciego'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/Rqi0rsNTQ3I/AAAAAAAAAAk/lHG4d9Yw18g/s72-c/O-amor-e-cego_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-8639958417984911458</id><published>2007-07-25T20:26:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T21:34:57.412-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Locuras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgkCsNTQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wA7IzZ4PIdc/s1600-h/imagenes-graciosas-animales-peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgkCsNTQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wA7IzZ4PIdc/s320/imagenes-graciosas-animales-peq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091359007387632482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;....Algunos hacen cualquier cosa por amor y se arriesgan a todo.... (hasta romperse la saviola contra el piso) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-8639958417984911458?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/8639958417984911458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=8639958417984911458' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/8639958417984911458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/8639958417984911458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/07/locuras.html' title='Locuras'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgkCsNTQ2I/AAAAAAAAAAc/wA7IzZ4PIdc/s72-c/imagenes-graciosas-animales-peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-1331468304243486105</id><published>2007-07-25T20:26:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T20:42:09.604-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Juan Roberto Llamamoto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgXvsNTQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wuWV3qXK30Y/s1600-h/imagenes-graciosas-2-peq.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgXvsNTQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wuWV3qXK30Y/s320/imagenes-graciosas-2-peq.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091345486830584658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y el q dice q los animales no tienen onda q mire esta foto de Juan&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-1331468304243486105?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/1331468304243486105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=1331468304243486105' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/1331468304243486105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/1331468304243486105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/07/juan-roberto-llamamoto.html' title='Juan Roberto Llamamoto'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqgXvsNTQ1I/AAAAAAAAAAU/wuWV3qXK30Y/s72-c/imagenes-graciosas-2-peq.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4525822629301955951.post-5197824986819915198</id><published>2007-07-25T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-25T16:03:08.890-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caca dura</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mmmmm!!! el queso me tapona!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqfWKMNTQ0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SsyWzcVSDrU/s1600-h/bebe-furioso.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqfWKMNTQ0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SsyWzcVSDrU/s320/bebe-furioso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091273374329684802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4525822629301955951-5197824986819915198?l=julianzuain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/feeds/5197824986819915198/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4525822629301955951&amp;postID=5197824986819915198' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5197824986819915198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4525822629301955951/posts/default/5197824986819915198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julianzuain.blogspot.com/2007/07/caca-dura.html' title='caca dura'/><author><name>julianzuain</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10795102425119277332</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_hxHXSzUY6ik/RqfWKMNTQ0I/AAAAAAAAAAM/SsyWzcVSDrU/s72-c/bebe-furioso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
