<?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-6726777657000375037</id><updated>2011-04-21T17:49:31.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As aventuras de Calango Luminoso</title><subtitle type='html'>E seus amigos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-111668679507678985</id><published>2008-09-11T20:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T20:31:49.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher arroz com feijão.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; N&amp;#227;o gosto dos r&amp;#243;tulos dados as mulherres, pelos &amp;quot;funkeiros e cia&amp;quot; distribuem, as sua &amp;quot;Deusas&amp;quot;. Primeiramente todas as mulheres s&amp;#227;o belas. Todas tem sua beleza especial. E todas devem ser consideradas deusas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Por&amp;#233;m, no momento que se classifica as mulheres em dois tipo, bonitas e feias. Ent&amp;#227;o pelo menos que elas sejam ralmente bonitas. Que sejam perfeitos exemplos de beleza natural, nada de photoshop, corel drawn silicone e etc.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Chega de:&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mulher mel&amp;#227;o&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mulher melancia&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mulher morango&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mulher jaca&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mulher ma&amp;#231;&amp;#227;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Mulher banana (da-lhe Ronaldo)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Mulheres vazias, sem conte&amp;#250;do, que inaltecidas por seus finkeiros, se acham maravilhosas, e s&amp;#227;o colocadas por eles no pante&amp;#227;o das Deusas. Me desculpem, mas olhem-se no espelho. E aten&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o, celulite, estria, pneuzinhos, as tiram da&amp;#237;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Por isso prefiro a mulher arroz com feij&amp;#227;o. A verdadeira mulher brasileira, guerreira do dia a dia. Que trabalha fora, estuda, cuida da casa, filhos e marido, e mesmo assim ainda encontra tempo, para cuidar de si. Mesmo que para isso, tire o retrovisor do carro do lugar, para passar um simples baton. E o pior funkeiro nenhum faz m&amp;#250;sica para ela.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-111668679507678985?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/111668679507678985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=111668679507678985' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/111668679507678985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/111668679507678985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/09/mulher-arroz-com-feijo.html' title='Mulher arroz com feijão.'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-5777592550561799827</id><published>2008-09-09T21:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T21:20:16.520-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 Músicas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; A minha lista, com 5 m&amp;#250;sicas para aqueles momentos que a gente s&amp;#243; quer saber de sacanagem.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol&gt;   &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/divinyls/i-touch-myself-(traducao).html" target="_blank"&gt;I touch myself - Divinyls&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/shabba-ranks/mr-loverman.html" target="_blank"&gt;Mr loverman - Shabba Ranks&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/marvin-gaye/sexual-healing-(traducao).html" target="_blank"&gt;Sexual healing - Marvin Gaye&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/prince/darling-nikki.html" target="_blank"&gt;Darling Nikki - Prince&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;    &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagalume.uol.com.br/ac-dc/you-shook-me-all-night-long-traducao.html" target="_blank"&gt;You shook me all night long - AC\DC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt; &lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Cada qual com sua lista. Mas quem tiver alguma a acrescentar a est&amp;#225; lista, &amp;#233; s&amp;#243; dizer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-5777592550561799827?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/5777592550561799827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=5777592550561799827' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/5777592550561799827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/5777592550561799827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/09/5-msicas.html' title='5 Músicas...'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-2421837907775538737</id><published>2008-09-07T21:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T21:42:29.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why so serious?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Minha sogra sumiu desde de sexta-feira. E por incrivel que pare&amp;#231;a, o &amp;#250;nico preocupado com o sumi&amp;#231;o da velha foi eu. Bem a Bia, nem o irm&amp;#227; dela se preocuparam ou fizeram algo para acha-l&amp;#225;, meu sogro disse, que quando o porre passasse, ela voltaria. N&amp;#227;o quiz esperar e fui atr&amp;#225;s dela. Somente a achei hoje de manh&amp;#227; perto do museu do Ipiranga. B&amp;#234;bada que nem um gamb&amp;#225;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Para quem assistiu o novo filme do Batman, e achou o Coringa insano, visite o site dele, feito para a divulga&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o do filme. &lt;a href="http://www.whysoserious.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Why So Serious?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Essa semana come&amp;#231;o um curso para fazer comida japonesa, sushi, sashimi, temaki, yakissoba e etc...&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Bia estava totalmente sens&amp;#237;vel as crian&amp;#231;as hoje, digo nossos sobrinhos, devia ter falado com ela sobre termos um filho, teria sido uma &amp;#243;tima oportunidade.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; S&amp;#225;bado chamamos uns amigos, e assistimos toda a trilogia de senhor dos an&amp;#233;is. E apesar de ser f&amp;#227; dos filmes, odeio mais o Frodo cada vez que assisto a um dos filmes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-2421837907775538737?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/2421837907775538737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=2421837907775538737' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2421837907775538737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2421837907775538737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/09/why-so-serious.html' title='Why so serious?'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-2299835158278876496</id><published>2008-09-04T20:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T20:54:09.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guerra dos gatos, parte 2.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Como eu disse anteriormente, 2 de minhas vizinhas estavam brigando por causa dos gatos que vivem nas ruas aqui perto. Falando sinceramente, tamb&amp;#233;m n&amp;#227;o gosto de gatos, mas achei que os bichinhos teriam mais admiradores e protetores por aqui. Mas me enganei completamente, eles tem muito mais inimigos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Eu havia dito tamb&amp;#233;m, que na quarta-feira teriamos novidades por aqui. Mas infelizmente, terei de admitir que tentei comprar ingressos para o show da Madonna, e como todos que o tentaram fazer pela&amp;#160; internet, meu computador travou. Tentei reiniciar, mas n&amp;#227;o consegui, ent&amp;#227;o o tirei da tomada, e para meu azar ele n&amp;#227;o religava. Enfim, queimei a fonte do mesmo. Mas sem prometer o dia, em breve, muito em breve, novidades.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-2299835158278876496?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/2299835158278876496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=2299835158278876496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2299835158278876496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2299835158278876496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/09/guerra-dos-gatos-parte-2.html' title='Guerra dos gatos, parte 2.'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-1987849912409707459</id><published>2008-09-02T13:31:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T13:31:03.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Briga de Rua!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Bebi tanto no s&amp;#225;bado, que domingo passou e eu dormindo. Dormi o dia inteiro.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Segunda-feira, at&amp;#233; que foi boa, diferente de todas as outras, muito trabalho, &amp;#233; isso significa dinheiro no bolso.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Hoje o dia come&amp;#231;ou b&amp;#227;o! Duas vizinhas estavam brigando. Motivo? Gatos. Est&amp;#225; tendo uma invas&amp;#227;o de gatos em minha rua, e umas das vizinhas, est&amp;#225; alimentado todos. O problema, &amp;#233; que ela n&amp;#227;o faz isso na porta da casa dela, &amp;#233; sim na porta da casa dos outros, esse foi o motivo da briga. Mas os gato que se cuidem, eles tem mais inimigos que amigos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Antes que me esque&amp;#231;a, amanh&amp;#227; teremos novidades por aqui.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-1987849912409707459?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/1987849912409707459/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=1987849912409707459' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1987849912409707459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1987849912409707459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/09/briga-de-rua.html' title='Briga de Rua!'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-2561748528418901218</id><published>2008-08-30T09:59:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T09:59:21.740-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia de Festa.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Hoje &amp;#233; anivers&amp;#225;rio de minha m&amp;#227;e, e de uma de minhas sobrinhas, a familia inteira vai estar reunida, ent&amp;#227;o imagine, muita gente reunida, muita comida e bebida.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; O que &amp;#233; preciso para que uma trai&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o se concretize? Tipo um rela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o que acontece pela internet, uma rela&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o somente digital, &amp;#233; trai&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; &amp;#201; necess&amp;#225;rio um encontro real, para que se configure trai&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; E se um cara transa com uma boneca de borracha, ele traiu a esposa? Cometeu um pecado? N&amp;#227;o que eu tenha feito isso.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Minha sogra est&amp;#225; cada vez pior. Mas o m&amp;#233;dico disse que se tirar o &amp;#225;lcool dela agora, ela morre em no m&amp;#225;ximo 3 dias, n&amp;#227;o tem mais f&amp;#237;gado, os rins est&amp;#227;o na &amp;#250;ltimas, e o cara&amp;#231;&amp;#227;o fraco de mais. N&amp;#227;o aguenta uma crise de abstin&amp;#234;ncia. Bebendo, aguenta at&amp;#233; o corpo entrar em colapso.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Morte r&amp;#225;pida, ou morte lenta? Cruel demais para a fam&amp;#237;lia escolher.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-2561748528418901218?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/2561748528418901218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=2561748528418901218' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2561748528418901218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/2561748528418901218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/dia-de-festa.html' title='Dia de Festa.'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-6689931982041312259</id><published>2008-08-27T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T20:41:44.829-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual o seu preço?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Quando falo para meu pai, que a maioria das pessoas tem um pre&amp;#231;o, ele n&amp;#227;o acredita. Mas a cada dia que passa, tenho mais certeza do que falo. Afinal, quantas vezes voc&amp;#234; j&amp;#225; n&amp;#227;o ouviu um amigo falar de que deu R$ 10,00 para um gar&amp;#231;om em uma festa, para que ele fosse sempre bem atendido. Ou de algu&amp;#233;m que disse ter dado um troco para um policial, para n&amp;#227;o ser multado, ou alguma hist&amp;#243;ria parecida.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Quantas vezes n&amp;#227;o dei dinheiro a porteiros, para que ele entregasse algo do patr&amp;#227;o, ou ent&amp;#227;o para algum porteiro de hotel ou motel, pra que ajudasse a dar um flagrante em algu&amp;#233;m.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; N&amp;#227;o sei se &amp;#233; o mundo em que vivo, ou se toda a sociedade, est&amp;#225; corrupta. Tenho medo de perder o pouco de f&amp;#233; que ainda tenho nas pessoas.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-6689931982041312259?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/6689931982041312259/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=6689931982041312259' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/6689931982041312259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/6689931982041312259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/qual-o-seu-preo.html' title='Qual o seu preço?'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-3754873218395362959</id><published>2008-08-26T20:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T20:04:56.734-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Medalha de ouro para o trânsito.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Maurrem Maggi ganhou medalha de ouro nas olimp&amp;#237;adas. E eu, ganho o que?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;N&amp;#227;o querendo tirar dela todo o merecimento pela conquista, ainda mais com o que ela passou no passado. Meus parab&amp;#233;ns a ela.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Mas tinham de coloca-la, desfilando pela cidade, em pleno hor&amp;#225;rio de pico no transito, passando pelas principais vias?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;E d&amp;#225;-lhe n&amp;#243;s parados no transito, querendo chegar em casa logo, e n&amp;#227;o podendo, por causa de um desfile de medalha.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;A&amp;#237; repito a pergunta, e eu ganho o que?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Ah sim, minha sogra est&amp;#225; bem melhor, nada como meia garrafa de canha e tr&amp;#234;s latas de cerveja n&amp;#227;o fa&amp;#231;am. F&amp;#237;gado ali n&amp;#227;o existe mais tempos.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-3754873218395362959?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3754873218395362959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=3754873218395362959' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/3754873218395362959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/3754873218395362959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/medalha-de-ouro-para-o-trnsito.html' title='Medalha de ouro para o trânsito.'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-1256283320842047867</id><published>2008-08-25T20:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-25T20:20:12.427-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Odeio Segundas - Feiras.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Dia chato. S&amp;#243; problemas e contas para pagar.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; A mulher do pastor apareceu, bem cedo, muito cedo. Desde &amp;#225;s 6 da manh&amp;#227; ela estava em nossa porta esperando que a gente abrisse. Bia n&amp;#227;o gostou dela, achou que estava mentindo ao responder algumas perguntas dela. Devo concordar com ela.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Estou come&amp;#231;ando a achar que ele some para se livrar dela por uns minutos. Mas o certo, &amp;#233; que pelo menos duas vezes por semana, ele some por pelo menos 4 horas. Bem estranho.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-1256283320842047867?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/1256283320842047867/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=1256283320842047867' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1256283320842047867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1256283320842047867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/odeio-segundas-feiras.html' title='Odeio Segundas - Feiras.'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-1237707938698114601</id><published>2008-08-24T08:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T08:11:07.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo eu quero ver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Minha sogra que estava internada no hospital saiu. O que ela tem? Cirrose hep&amp;#225;tica. J&amp;#225; est&amp;#225; no fim, mas o m&amp;#233;dico achou melhor que ela passasse seus &amp;#250;ltimos dias em casa, junto da fam&amp;#237;lia, n&amp;#227;o concordo, mas como minha ador&amp;#225;vel esposa, Bia me disse, n&amp;#227;o se meta.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Pensei que por hoje ser domingo, teria uma folga com o trabalho. Infelizmente me enganei completamente.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;N&amp;#227;o sei se voc&amp;#234;s sabem, mas, o escrit&amp;#243;rio da minha agencia de detetives, &amp;#233; tamb&amp;#233;m minha casa.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;As oito da manh&amp;#227; do telefone tocou. Um domingo de manha, ningu&amp;#233;m merece, mas &amp;#233; sempre bom ganhar um dinheiro a mais. A cliente &amp;#233; esposa de um pastor evang&amp;#233;lico. Ela est&amp;#225; desconfiada que o mesmo a est&amp;#225; traindo. Mais um caso de adult&amp;#233;rio. Combinamos de que amanh&amp;#227; pela manh&amp;#227; ela vir&amp;#225; at&amp;#233; aqui, para que possamos combinar os detalhes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p align="justify"&gt;Como diz a m&amp;#250;sica dos Tit&amp;#227;s, &amp;#8220;domingo eu quero ver, o domingo passar&amp;#8221;.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-1237707938698114601?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/1237707938698114601/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=1237707938698114601' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1237707938698114601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/1237707938698114601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/domingo-eu-quero-ver.html' title='Domingo eu quero ver...'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-3337051563994171078</id><published>2008-08-23T13:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-23T13:25:42.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Família Calango</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Meu pai &amp;#233; nordestino, seu nome &amp;#233; Jer&amp;#244;nimo. Nasceu no sert&amp;#227;o, um lugar t&amp;#227;o seco, t&amp;#227;o seco, que bode tem de usar &amp;#243;culos de lente verde, para enxergar o mato seco de outra cor, e pode-lo comer.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Veio para S&amp;#227;o Paulo fazer a vida, trabalhar em uma f&amp;#225;brica de l&amp;#226;mpadas. Com o tempo, montou sua pr&amp;#243;pria empresa. Uma empresa que fabricava luminosos para o comercio e industria, assim nascia a Calango Luminoso. Esse era o apelido pelo qual ele e seus filhos passaram a ficar conhecidos desde ent&amp;#227;o. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Foi aqui em S&amp;#227;o Paulo, que conheceu a ga&amp;#250;cha Maria Rosa. Casaram-se, e tiveram 11 filhos, cada um ganhou, um nome, mais, esquisito, diferente e feio que o outro, por sorte, o meu acabou sendo o menos feio, menos diferente dentre os outros.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Pela ordem nossos nomes s&amp;#227;o; Urbel&amp;#226;nia, Janecrilson, Ja&amp;#237;lson, Raider, Rodasol, Fritizie, Marismarl&amp;#226;ndia, Marismar, Mar&amp;#244;nimo, Mirella, e Rick Jones. Mirella e eu tivemos sorte, nomes um pouco mais comuns que os outros. Somos g&amp;#234;meos, e quando nascemos, nosso pai estava viajando, por isso, n&amp;#227;o escolheu nossos nomes.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160;&amp;#160; Fomos tamb&amp;#233;m os dois &amp;#250;nicos irm&amp;#227;os a fazer faculdade. Nos formamos em direito e entramos na pol&amp;#237;cia civil junto. Fui exonerado dois anos depois, ela ficou. E continuamos sendo chamados de Irm&amp;#227;os Calango Luminoso.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6726777657000375037-3337051563994171078?l=calangoluminoso.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/feeds/3337051563994171078/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6726777657000375037&amp;postID=3337051563994171078' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/3337051563994171078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6726777657000375037/posts/default/3337051563994171078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://calangoluminoso.blogspot.com/2008/08/famlia-calango.html' title='Família Calango'/><author><name>Calango Luminoso</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13995922471677631159</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6726777657000375037.post-5157214110874323408</id><published>2008-08-21T13:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T13:37:53.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sob velha direção!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;   &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;font face="v" size="3"&gt;Depois de ficar um bom tempo fota do ar, estamos de volta. 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