<?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-8523911</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:33:52.580-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.mictórios.</title><subtitle type='html'>.portas de banheiros públicos.banheirinhos sujos.privadas.vasos sanitários.moitas.muros.esquinas.lavabos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-115854469076541517</id><published>2006-09-17T22:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:58:48.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Serenando.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/535/1600/The_Surreal_Life_by_Catgofire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/535/320/The_Surreal_Life_by_Catgofire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cidade molhada.&lt;br /&gt;Tempo de vir para a rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios indo pra rua.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-115854469076541517?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/115854469076541517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/115854469076541517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/09/serenando.html' title='Serenando.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-115854352721585984</id><published>2006-09-17T22:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:40:01.016-03:00</updated><title type='text'>VACAS okay</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios lendo uma pichação num muro próximo da Mercearia Manchester, no Uberaba, Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-115854352721585984?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/115854352721585984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/115854352721585984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/09/vacas-okay.html' title='VACAS okay'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-114582075315209836</id><published>2006-04-23T16:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-04-23T16:44:21.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah, se Paris não fosse tão longe!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/535/1600/ParisNightSkyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3260/535/320/ParisNightSkyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, mais uma vez no banheiro do Café do Teatro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-114582075315209836?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114582075315209836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114582075315209836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/04/ah-se-paris-no-fosse-to-longe.html' title='Ah, se Paris não fosse tão longe!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-114199781125008414</id><published>2006-03-10T10:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-10T10:36:51.260-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Calcinha D2</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios e os muros do Cajuru, Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-114199781125008414?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114199781125008414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114199781125008414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/03/calcinha-d2.html' title='Calcinha D2'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-114175877909083082</id><published>2006-03-07T16:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T16:12:59.100-03:00</updated><title type='text'>JESUS AMA-LHE!</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios lendo um muro no Cajuru em Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-114175877909083082?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114175877909083082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114175877909083082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/03/jesus-ama-lhe.html' title='JESUS AMA-LHE!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-114000960469222568</id><published>2006-02-15T11:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:21:23.756-02:00</updated><title type='text'>PROTÉSTO DEMO!</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios lendo um muro com acento e tudo em São José dos Pinhais, PR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-114000960469222568?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114000960469222568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/114000960469222568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/02/protsto-demo.html' title='PROTÉSTO DEMO!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113647306855139363</id><published>2006-01-03T12:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:08:06.766-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Na faixa de areia a nudez deve ser total.</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios, fazendo turismo na &lt;a href="http://www.praiadopinho.com.br/"&gt;Praia do Pinho&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113647306855139363?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647306855139363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647306855139363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/01/na-faixa-de-areia-nudez-deve-ser-total.html' title='Na faixa de areia a nudez deve ser total.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113647363687534106</id><published>2006-01-02T13:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:08:37.810-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Deus é pai!</title><content type='html'>- Mictórios numa incursão ao banheiro do &lt;a href="http://www.sonae.com.br/sonae.php?secao=10&amp;amp;subsecao=10"&gt;Big Florianópolis&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113647363687534106?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647363687534106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647363687534106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/01/deus-pai.html' title='Deus é pai!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113647472505951217</id><published>2006-01-02T05:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:26:32.386-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Consumidores com alto poder aquisitivo</title><content type='html'>anunciam aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios numa incursão ao banheiro da fina Papparella Pizzaria, Beira-Mar de Floripa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113647472505951217?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647472505951217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647472505951217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/01/consumidores-com-alto-poder-aquisitivo.html' title='Consumidores com alto poder aquisitivo'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113647394181317873</id><published>2006-01-01T13:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:17:53.276-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Felipe e Daiany se casaram aqui.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/582/1600/349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4833/582/320/349.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios num passeiozinho pela Praça Hercílo Luz em Florianópolis/SC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113647394181317873?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647394181317873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113647394181317873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2006/01/felipe-e-daiany-se-casaram-aqui.html' title='Felipe e Daiany se casaram aqui.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113098263310784899</id><published>2005-11-02T23:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T11:22:19.806-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Não suba na privada você pode se machucar.</title><content type='html'>- Após o uso dê descarga suficiente. Urina não é perfume francês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ao se embonecar, não deixe cabelo, base e batom na pia. Pense nos outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Não jogue absorvente na privada. Você resolve seu problema mas entope o encanamento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios nua incursão ao banheiro da Rede Paranaense de Televisão [no banheiro usado pelos jornalistas da Globo.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113098263310784899?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113098263310784899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113098263310784899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/11/no-suba-na-privada-voc-pode-se.html' title='Não suba na privada você pode se machucar.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-113010425158048614</id><published>2005-10-23T19:49:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T19:55:49.266-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TETAS!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios numa incursão ao banheiro do Shopping Curitiba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-113010425158048614?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113010425158048614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/113010425158048614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/10/tetas-mictrios-numa-incurso-ao.html' title=''/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-112884500012505105</id><published>2005-10-09T05:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T05:05:46.806-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando trepa,</title><content type='html'>mal se mexe, fazendo gozar a prostitutazinha novata de maneira entorpecente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, quando trepa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-112884500012505105?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112884500012505105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112884500012505105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/10/quando-trepa.html' title='Quando trepa,'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-112882566957586485</id><published>2005-09-26T23:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T23:42:22.923-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Estão vendo esses lábios partidos?</title><content type='html'>Você sente o cheiro do cigarro e fica muito louco. Nós andamos pelas ruas como se elas nunca nos ferissem. Estão vendo esses lábios partidos? São de uma mulher realizada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios com um sorriso malicioso depois de ter andado e feito sabe-se-lá-o-quê entre dez e meia e meia-noite de uma agradável noite de setembro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-112882566957586485?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112882566957586485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112882566957586485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/09/esto-vendo-esses-lbios-partidos.html' title='Estão vendo esses lábios partidos?'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-112466704340611628</id><published>2005-06-13T20:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T20:31:10.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Free Michael Jackson!</title><content type='html'>- por mim mesma, no asséptico banheiro da faculdade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-112466704340611628?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112466704340611628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/112466704340611628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/06/free-michael-jackson.html' title='Free Michael Jackson!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-111480876969943282</id><published>2005-04-29T18:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T21:27:34.466-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Havia um toque de primavera no ar,</title><content type='html'>uma primavera venenosa e maléfica que parecia irromper das bocas de esgoto. Noite após noite, eu voltava a esse trecho, atraído por certas ruas leprosas que só revelavam seu sinistro esplendor quando a luz do sol se esvaía e as prostitutas começavam a ocupar seus postos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, numa leitura aprazível em banheiro indizível...&lt;br /&gt;"Trópico de Câncer - Henri Miller".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-111480876969943282?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111480876969943282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111480876969943282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/04/havia-um-toque-de-primavera-no-ar.html' title='Havia um toque de primavera no ar,'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-111411351773955125</id><published>2005-04-21T16:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T16:58:37.740-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A árvore que tem vida,</title><content type='html'>ofere sombra.&lt;br /&gt;O cristão que tem amor oferece dízimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios lendo uma faixa na frente da Paróquia St. Antonio, Uberaba, Curitiba, PR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-111411351773955125?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111411351773955125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111411351773955125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/04/rvore-que-tem-vida.html' title='A árvore que tem vida,'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-111060562258566964</id><published>2005-03-12T02:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-12T02:33:42.586-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Kelly,</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Não quero parar,&lt;br /&gt;quero viver, FORA LULA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, no banheiro público do Terminal do Capão da Imbuia, Curitiba, PR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-111060562258566964?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111060562258566964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111060562258566964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/03/kelly.html' title='Kelly,'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-111013494904389875</id><published>2005-03-06T15:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T15:51:19.230-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O falo ereto de Sandra.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Preparou um balde de água para Rey no canto que servia de banheiro. E ela mesma lhe lavou as costas, os pés, a cabeça, o saco, esfregando bem. Fez o pau dele ficar duro esfregando com a tolaha. E acabaram na cama. se desejavam. Fizeram em todas as posições imagináveis. Sandra era uma especialista, mesmo sem nunca ter lido o &lt;em&gt;Kama Sutra. &lt;/em&gt;Rey evitou que Sandra tocasse suas nádegas e ele não tocou, nem olhou, pelo menos diretamente, o falo ereto de Sandra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Eu sou homem. Não me toque as nádegas - disse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra estava acostumada com isso. Ficou ainda mais feminina e o deixou louco. Acabaram esgotados, felizes, beberam um pouco de cerveja. Se recuperaram. Tomaram banho de novo para se resfrescar de tanto suor e sêmen. Sandra borrifou o quarto com álcool e água-de-côlonia, acendeu varetas de incenso. Vestiu-se toda vaporosa e provocante com umas calcinhas de renda e uma blusa transparente e mínima. Toda de branco. Na calcinha tão delicada sobressaía o volume formado pelo saco e por sua grande vara. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mictórias numa leitura reveladora no banheiro de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Livro: O Rei de Havana - Pedro Juan Gutiérrez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-111013494904389875?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111013494904389875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/111013494904389875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/03/o-falo-ereto-de-sandra.html' title='O falo ereto de Sandra.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110878645700726359</id><published>2005-02-19T02:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T15:52:43.136-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;PORRA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frase de efeito escrita em giz cor de rosa, porém já apagada com um "paninho" por alguma zeladora, no banheiro feminino da Unibrasil, só não me pergunte de qual bloco, nem de qual andar, que aí já é exigir demais da minha memória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110878645700726359?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110878645700726359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110878645700726359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/02/porra-frase-de-efeito-escrita-em-giz.html' title=''/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110634119483516618</id><published>2005-01-21T19:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:06:20.453-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se você gosta de Jesus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olá,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu nome é Gefson, e eu peço sua &lt;u&gt;permissão gentilmente&lt;/u&gt;, para apresentar uma matéria ilustrativa com teor cristão que se segue abaixo deste e-mail. Se você não gosta de Jesus, ou se aborrece com esse assunto; exclua esse e-mail.&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;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Mictórios, fazendo uma leitura religiosa em banheiro indizível!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110634119483516618?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110634119483516618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110634119483516618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/01/se-voc-gosta-de-jesus.html' title='Se você gosta de Jesus'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110585897713362450</id><published>2005-01-16T04:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:02:17.766-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Não tem tampa no porta-papel e nem no vaso sanitário!</title><content type='html'>&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;/br&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;- uma letra bem feia alerta Mictórios, numa passadinha rápida pelo banheiro fedido, escuro e sem papel do novo Supermercado Condor no Santa Candida, Curitiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110585897713362450?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110585897713362450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110585897713362450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2005/01/no-tem-tampa-no-porta-papel-e-nem-no.html' title='Não tem tampa no porta-papel e nem no vaso sanitário!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110404301492910381</id><published>2004-12-26T04:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T16:03:58.556-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Idéias Positivas.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;A terapia para todos esses males é o cultivo de idéias positivas e otimistas, que nos proporcionarão felicidade no lar, na sociedade e na empresa em que trabalhamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span &gt;Mictórios numa leitura indigesta no banheiro de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110404301492910381?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110404301492910381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110404301492910381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/12/idias-positivas.html' title='Idéias Positivas.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110229972995449538</id><published>2004-12-06T00:20:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-12-06T00:27:02.066-02:00</updated><title type='text'>É proibido colar cartazes políticos nas dependências da rádio.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, achando apropriado o aviso na Rádio Capital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110229972995449538?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110229972995449538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110229972995449538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/12/proibido-colar-cartazes-polticos-nas.html' title='É proibido colar cartazes políticos nas dependências da rádio.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110101071694019806</id><published>2004-11-21T02:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-21T02:24:01.940-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ballet para todos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/1024/ballet.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/ballet.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ballet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, admirando barbaramente a arte e a poesia do banheiro do Café do Teatro, no centro de Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110101071694019806?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110101071694019806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110101071694019806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/ballet-para-todos.html' title='Ballet para todos!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110100101161855191</id><published>2004-11-20T23:36:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-20T23:45:37.416-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Queira alguém como se o perdesse.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/1024/500x500_854379ea4d32454716e5426fa05e46e8.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/500x500_854379ea4d32454716e5426fa05e46e8.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, apreciando barbaramente a sabedoria do banheirinho do Café do Teatro, centro de Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110100101161855191?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110100101161855191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110100101161855191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/queira-algum-como-se-o-perdesse.html' title='Queira alguém como se o perdesse.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110056905568310139</id><published>2004-11-15T23:33:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:39:04.076-02:00</updated><title type='text'>El Shaddai Emana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;El Shaddai emana...&lt;br /&gt;puta, vaquíssima, cadeiruda&lt;br /&gt;Te ama................Te amo&lt;br /&gt;Puta..................cultura&lt;br /&gt;Porta de banheiro..........na porta de banheiro&lt;br /&gt;Que chupa.............me chupa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, escrevendo bêbada numa dessas voltas pra casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110056905568310139?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110056905568310139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110056905568310139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/el-shaddai-emana.html' title='El Shaddai Emana!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110056763855458623</id><published>2004-11-15T23:09:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-15T23:27:21.780-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bruna Piranhona.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/1024/coucher_de_soleil.2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/coucher_de_soleil.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alivia-se ao máximo&lt;br /&gt;Na zona, no banheiro&lt;br /&gt;Posando para fotos&lt;br /&gt;Chupando caralhos&lt;br /&gt;Simulando gozos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez sua primeira desvirginação&lt;br /&gt;quando tinha 15 anos&lt;br /&gt;Agora é técnica na arte&lt;br /&gt;de tocar a flauta mágica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Profissional, tem porte e tem arma.&lt;br /&gt;Por sua causa tem gente na cadeia.&lt;br /&gt;Bruna piranhona, vagaba, nojenta.&lt;br /&gt;Chupa. Goza na minha boca que eu também gosto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, escrevendo sobre uma pessoa que fazia surgir embaraços...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110056763855458623?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110056763855458623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110056763855458623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/bruna-piranhona.html' title='Bruna Piranhona.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-110039616859496499</id><published>2004-11-13T23:34:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-13T23:36:08.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem alguma lésbica nesse colégio?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;- É claro que tem!&lt;br /&gt;- Então me liga!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, matando a saudade daquele banheirinho da Treze de Maio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110039616859496499?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110039616859496499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-110039603726223446?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110039603726223446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/110039603726223446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/pt.html' title='PT!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109985743072151745</id><published>2004-11-07T17:55:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-07T18:23:11.863-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cocaína.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cocaína para os atores...&lt;br /&gt;e para os não atores também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;II&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parem de atuar e vão cheirar, e dançar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;III&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenha um bom dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, sendo muito bem recebida no banheiro dos artistas do Café do Teatro, Centro de Curitiba.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109985743072151745?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109985743072151745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109985743072151745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/cocana.html' title='Cocaína.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109971340630061127</id><published>2004-11-06T01:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2004-11-06T02:02:35.620-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sua amiga me disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/1024/0731.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/400/0731.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OI, EU SOU O PEDRO,&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;SUA AMIGA MARIA ME FALOU QUE VOCÊ COMENTOU COM ELA QUE VC QUER EMAGRECER URGENTE, EU DISSE QUE EU CONHECI UM SITE QUE FALA DE UM PRODUTO MUITO BOM. SE VC QUIZER DAR UMA OLHADA O SITE É ESTE  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://znpad.url.cjb.net/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O SITE É FEIO MAIS O PRODUTO É BOM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom emagrecimento.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;UM ABRAÇO PEDRO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, amaldiçoando Pedro, Maria e todo o resto do presépio até a última geração!&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109971340630061127?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109971340630061127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109971340630061127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/11/sua-amiga-me-disse.html' title='Sua amiga me disse...'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109925101571763591</id><published>2004-10-31T16:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-31T16:40:17.340-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Por quê esta noite tão silenciosa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/1024/wintersunset001.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/400/wintersunset001.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios em momento de silenzio.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109925101571763591?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109925101571763591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109925101571763591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/por-qu-esta-noite-to-silenciosa_31.html' title='Por quê esta noite tão silenciosa?'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109856594709587486</id><published>2004-10-23T18:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T00:57:29.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vislumbre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Vislumbrando o "22:55" no topo do Shopping Itália, sou eu aqui, com os pés no chão da Treze de Maio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, crente de que um dia isso vai mudar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109856594709587486?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109856594709587486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109856594709587486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/vislumbre.html' title='Vislumbre!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109856571865154243</id><published>2004-10-23T18:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T18:08:38.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'>JHONE CORNO DA ALINE</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;Mictórios, lendo um muro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109856571865154243?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109856571865154243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109856571865154243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/jhone-corno-da-aline.html' title='JHONE CORNO DA ALINE'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109846483933526131</id><published>2004-10-22T14:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T13:49:01.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Morena Vânia.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Pega, olha, chupa, rebola. Mostra teu método. Morena Vânia, vadia prática ou limitada? Comigo aqui. Dá. Mete comigo. Passa pra cá, de quatro. Quem com quem? Abaixa. Tá aí. Brinca de novo. Comece logo. Repete. Agora pára. Ou vira pro lado vadia! Ou desapareça!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictórios, saciando-se.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109846483933526131?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109846483933526131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109846483933526131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/morena-vnia.html' title='Morena Vânia.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109785842003281567</id><published>2004-10-15T13:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-15T13:51:56.776-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vadia Pham</title><content type='html'>Vadia Pham atravessa o banheiro. Duas loiras plastificadas riem e olham pra sua cara. Vadia Pham tem mal hálito, entra no banheiro, vê um bolo de papel naufragado dentro do vaso sanitário. Vadia Pham sente um engulho. Respira fundo. Vadia Pham está passando mal. Vadia Pham desmaia de calças arriadas. Ninguém percebe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mictorios, de revertério.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109785842003281567?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109785842003281567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109785842003281567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/vadia-pham.html' title='Vadia Pham'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109735265603248652</id><published>2004-10-09T17:06:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:10:56.033-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cuidado com furtos no interior do veículo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Lei Municipal 7432 de 27/03/1990.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios, confusa com a lei que obriga o cidadão à se cuidar, e o assaltante à se folgar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109735265603248652?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109735265603248652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109735265603248652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/cuidado-com-furtos-no-interior-do.html' title='Cuidado com furtos no interior do veículo.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109734844656296646</id><published>2004-10-09T15:59:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T16:56:23.550-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade é morte!</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;- Mictórios, criando uma frase de banheiro, mas não tinha uma caneta na mão naquele momento.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109734844656296646?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109734844656296646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109734844656296646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/liberdade-morte.html' title='Liberdade é morte!'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109712307587171769</id><published>2004-10-07T01:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:02:48.116-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A hipotenusa e os catetos é que formam esse triângulo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;- Mictórios usando o Teorema de Pitágoras...um pouco antes de largar um mijinho no banheiro da Treze de Maio...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109712307587171769?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109712307587171769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109712307587171769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/10/hipotenusa-e-os-catetos-que-formam.html' title='A hipotenusa e os catetos é que formam esse triângulo.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109656108654920921</id><published>2004-09-30T13:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T17:05:01.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Que coisa mais de fino.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Papel Hig Neve "Elegance Perfum Salmão". Papel Higiênico Folha Dupla "Decorado" SCOTT. Papel Higiênico "Folha Dupla Pêssego". Papel Higiênico Folha Dupla "Ulta Protection". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tem mais:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Personal Folha Simples é um papel higiênico de alta qualidade que por meio de sua exclusiva textura proporciona aos seus consumidores um papel de toque suave e delicado. Decorado com desenhos de coelhinhos, deixa o ambiente mais divertido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Conheça as versões de produto dessa linha:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Neutro &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi a primeira versão da família Personal. É um papel branco sem perfume e de alta qualidade, que com sua exclusiva textura e relevo, é a opção certa para quem procura um papel de toque suave e macio &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Erva Doce  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a versão para os consumidores que buscam um papel higiênico de qualidade e com um suave perfume. Sua fragrância de erva doce proporciona um ambiente agradável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Aloe Vera  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É uma outra versão de papel perfumado. Também com uma suave fragrância, seu diferencial é o fato de conter extrato de aloe vera, tornando-se uma ótima opção para quem busca um papel de alta qualidade &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Algas Marinhas  &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a versão colorida da linha folha simples. Numa tonalidade salmão e uma suave fragrância, é um papel que combina com outros elementos, dando aquele toque diferenciado ao seu banheiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109656108654920921?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109656108654920921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109656108654920921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/que-coisa-mais-de-fino.html' title='Que coisa mais de fino.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109655889711958309</id><published>2004-09-30T12:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T13:06:48.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mictório de Hospital...</title><content type='html'>Nada havia escrito na porta do banheiro feminino, da sala de espera do Pronto-Socorro do Hospital das Nações, Alto da XV, Curitiba. Nem um cartaz pedindo para manter o banheiro limpo, ou fulano te amo, ou a data da última troca de sabonete líquido. Nada. Hospitais são brancos, e cheiram à soro fisiológico. As idéias das pessoas também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/mictoriohospital.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/mictoriohospital.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109655889711958309?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109655889711958309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109655889711958309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/mictrio-de-hospital.html' title='Mictório de Hospital...'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109651773786745806</id><published>2004-09-30T01:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T13:21:33.383-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Nascida sob o signo de Sonia Braga....</title><content type='html'>Sonia Braga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #FFFFFF; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/38/1890/320/1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Desde pequenininha viciada em remédios manipulados, Vick Vaporub, usuária de ervas medicinais, paciente do Dr. Importante, que lhe passou exercícios contra o sedentarismo e acupuntura. Dependente do atual namorado, um ex-alcólatra da Ilha de Caras, aonde você pensa que vai, usando esses termos, essas roupas, e essa tua diferença? Como é que se justifica isso menina? Daqui a pouco só falta você me dizer que quer largar tudo, mudar-se para Nova Iorque, e querer ser atriz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mictórios e as coisas loucas que ocorrem durante a leitura, no banheiro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109651773786745806?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109651773786745806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109651773786745806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/nascida-sob-o-signo-de-sonia-braga.html' title='Nascida sob o signo de Sonia Braga....'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109651551120895156</id><published>2004-09-30T00:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-09-30T00:41:54.986-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Já imaginou?</title><content type='html'>Já imaginou esse bigode na minha buceta?&lt;br /&gt;Eu adoro que chupem a minha buceta.&lt;br /&gt;Quer chupar a minha buceta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ass: Buceta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Mais uma frase de um banheiro na Treze de Maio, Centro de Curitiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109651551120895156?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109651551120895156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109651551120895156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/j-imaginou.html' title='Já imaginou?'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109647175930931483</id><published>2004-09-29T12:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T16:07:44.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Flora &amp; Camila.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;Flora puta.&lt;br /&gt;Camila vaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Banheiro na Treze de Maio, Centro de Curitiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109647175930931483?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647175930931483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647175930931483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/flora-camila.html' title='Flora &amp; Camila.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109647150342304576</id><published>2004-09-29T12:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T16:06:35.720-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Compro Vibrador</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;- Oi, adoro um vibrador, quer vender o seu?&lt;br /&gt;- Onde você comprou o seu? Foi na Renner?&lt;br /&gt;- Não, eu faço lá em casa.&lt;br /&gt;- Apaixonei-me! Me ligue! Apareça!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Diálogo encontrado na porta de um banheiro na Treze de Maio, centro de Curitiba, escrito com letras e canetas diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109647150342304576?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647150342304576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647150342304576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/compro-vibrador.html' title='Compro Vibrador'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8523911.post-109647102596277420</id><published>2004-09-29T12:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-10-09T16:05:46.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mictórios.</title><content type='html'>&lt;br&gt;&lt;b&gt;Leia com Atenção:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- É obrigatório o apaga-acende das luzes na troca de parceiro ou usuário.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Banheiro na Treze de Maio, Centro de Curitiba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8523911-109647102596277420?l=mictorios.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647102596277420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8523911/posts/default/109647102596277420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mictorios.blogspot.com/2004/09/mictrios.html' title='Mictórios.'/><author><name>Mictórios</name><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></entry></feed>
