<?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-34709262</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:30:03.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>- El blog del Musa - Temporada 08</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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>100</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-189129493980255735</id><published>2009-04-04T11:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T11:46:17.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y ahora puedo decir que fue alguna mañana de humo y de abril, que con su cielo tan gris que parecia que se estaba muriendo; el universo (o tal vez solo yo, con mi cielo tan gris...) confesamos o entendimos de repente, que la mayoria de las veces cambie yo, y no lo demás; que muchas de las cosas que mas extraño ya no las hago, y no es el accidente universal el que me lo impide! y los demás tampoco! soy solamente yo.&lt;br /&gt;Y hoy por hoy mi encierro es plenamente mio, no solo a nivel de victima sino tambien, a nivel de victimario, soy el que me juzgo y soy el que me encerro y soy mi propio verdugo.&lt;br /&gt;Soy el que dejo algun dia de hacer algunas cosas que hoy extraño.&lt;br /&gt;Y asi, encerrado por mi mismo, parece que soy (somos) mas humanos.&lt;br /&gt;Somos nosotros los que caminamos todos los dias las mismas cuadras!&lt;br /&gt;Somos nosotros los que no vemos a los arboles!&lt;br /&gt;Somos nosotros los que no se darian cuenta si cambian al sol por una bajo consumo!&lt;br /&gt;Somos nosotros esa temida parca de huesos y paños negros!&lt;br /&gt;Somos nosotros la muerte, el olvido, la tristeza!&lt;br /&gt;El tiempo nunca paso.&lt;br /&gt;Pasamos nostros.&lt;br /&gt;Somos nostros!&lt;br /&gt;y despacio... también&lt;br /&gt;juzgamos;&lt;br /&gt;y encerramos&lt;br /&gt;a los otros&lt;br /&gt;Los que caminan por donde quieren, los que ven cada arbol, los que cada dia, ven el sol, los que son vida, y recuerdo y alegria!&lt;br /&gt;Los otros.&lt;br /&gt;Nosotros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Los locos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-189129493980255735?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/189129493980255735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=189129493980255735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/189129493980255735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/189129493980255735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2009/04/y-ahora-puedo-decir-que-fue-alguna.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3013004682460004732</id><published>2009-03-23T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T17:26:48.813-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.criticadigital.com/impresa/fotos/18_675.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 273px;" src="http://www.criticadigital.com/impresa/fotos/18_675.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Límpielo todo y limpie contenta. Éste podría ser el eslogan de venta de “101 canciones para el trabajo en la casa” (101 Housework Songs), un compact que salió a la venta en Inglaterra como regalo posible para las madres, que mañana festejan su día en el Reino Unido. El CD, vendido por la cadena de supermercados Sainsbury’s, promete “barrer con la tristeza de la limpieza” y “hacer divertido el trabajo del hogar”; compila una infinidad de temas muy alegres para que las amas de casa frieguen los pisos felices –entre ellos, “I Want to Break Free” (Quiero ser libre), de Queen–; y, sobre todo, incluye una visión del universo femenino que puso en pie de guerra no sólo a las feministas inglesas, sino a cualquier mujer con una pizca de amor propio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;“Ese compact es un chiste –opina Liliana Mizrahi, psicóloga y autora del libro Mujeres en plena revuelta–. El trabajo de la casa no es, exactamente, una labor para ponerse contenta. No es como arreglar las macetas del jardín. Es un trabajo embrutecedor, repetitivo, cansador y, sobre todo, invisible. Sólo se lo registra cuando no se lo hace.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entonces, que alguien se plantee “alegrarte” el trabajo doméstico es una burla.&lt;span&gt; El mensaje es: ‘Señora, no sólo tiene usted que fregar como un animal, además lo tiene que hacer cantando’.&lt;/span&gt; Por no hablar de lo irritante que puede ser el doble mensaje: las canciones que incluye el compact son emancipatorias, pero a la vez son usadas para que la mujer se quede en su casa abrazada a un trapo”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;Fuente: criticadigital.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Realmente no coincido ni ahi con la opinion y reivindico totalmente la labor de la ama de casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y de ultima si parece sexista decir que un disco para limpiar la casa es un buen regalo para el dia de la madre, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es porque es cierto&lt;/span&gt;. No conozco ningun chabon que pueda limpiar una casa y cocinar como una mujer, aunque si conozco mujeres que no lo hacen.&lt;br /&gt;Agregaria que me parece que la virtud de saber cocinar y limpiar en un mujer me parece importantisimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso entonces si, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es sexista&lt;/span&gt;, alegrense de una puta vez, mujeres, por limpiar y cocinar bien, que aunque creo que todas hacen cosas mas lindas, y pueden ser medicas, abogadas o que se yo, policias, reinvindiquen el labor domestico, reivindiquen hacer un buen guiso! o unas buenas milanesas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3013004682460004732?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3013004682460004732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3013004682460004732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3013004682460004732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3013004682460004732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2009/03/limpielo-todo-y-limpie-contenta.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3225456273252365693</id><published>2008-03-16T20:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T20:12:35.926-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Practicar es simplemente hacer las cosas mal hasta que te salgan bien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y cuando te salen bien, se convierte en hacer las cosas bien hasta que te salgan mejor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3225456273252365693?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3225456273252365693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3225456273252365693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3225456273252365693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3225456273252365693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/practicar-es-simplemente-hacer-las.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6904045173765065447</id><published>2008-03-16T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T18:45:32.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cuando el poder del amor sea mayor al Amor por el poder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El mundo va a conocer la Paz y la Libertad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6904045173765065447?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6904045173765065447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6904045173765065447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6904045173765065447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6904045173765065447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/cuando-el-poder-del-amor-sea-mayor-al.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5196291296009299017</id><published>2008-03-14T12:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:54:49.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Otro lugar para ver antes de morirse :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://carlosvalencia.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/maldivas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://carlosvalencia.files.wordpress.com/2006/12/maldivas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Islas Maldivas&lt;/span&gt;&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/34709262-5196291296009299017?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5196291296009299017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5196291296009299017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5196291296009299017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5196291296009299017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/otro-lugar-para-ver-antes-de-morirse.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5582413763776679374</id><published>2008-03-14T12:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T12:49:38.257-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Un lugar para visitar antes de morirse :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/7d/Bild_478.jpg/800px-Bild_478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/7/7d/Bild_478.jpg/800px-Bild_478.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Estratificación cruzada en areniscas, en el Cañon del Antílope, Arizona, Usa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;En Geología se llama &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b style="font-style: italic;"&gt;estrato&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; a cada una de las capas en que se presentan divididos los&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline; font-style: italic;"&gt; sedimentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, las Rocas Sedimentarias&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; y las&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; Rocas Metamorficas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; que derivan de ellas, cuando esas capas se deben al proceso de sedimentacion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&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/34709262-5582413763776679374?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5582413763776679374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5582413763776679374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5582413763776679374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5582413763776679374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/un-lugar-para-visitar-antes-de-morirse.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3680208834272342442</id><published>2008-03-12T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:09:25.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.infobae.com/adjuntos/imagenes/94/0199479G.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://www.infobae.com/adjuntos/imagenes/94/0199479G.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bueh, ya esta repuntando el blog.&lt;br /&gt;Estos dias estube corrigiendo algunas tremendas faltas ortograficas, ordenando todo un poco, borrando posts pedorros, etcetera, etcetera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La verdad que hoy, cuando me avisaron que murio Jorge Guinzburg, me jodio bastante.&lt;br /&gt;No digo que me ponga a llorar, pero la verdad me parecia un muy buen periodista, fuera de que muchas veces los programas que hizo fueron primordialmente comicos, sabia cumplir su labor de periodista, dando opiñones concretas sobre temas importantes.&lt;br /&gt;Guinzburg, de 59 años,&lt;strong&gt; se encontraba internado desde el jueves pasado en el sanatorio porteño por una infeccion pulmonar que se complico en las ultimas horas&lt;/strong&gt;, dado que una semana atrás se había quebrado una vértebra.&lt;br /&gt;Esta no era la primera vez que el humorista debía ser hospitalizado por sus problemas de salud, aunque&lt;strong&gt; El siempre se encargaba de restarle importancia a los mismos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3680208834272342442?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3680208834272342442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3680208834272342442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3680208834272342442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3680208834272342442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/bueh-ya-esta-repuntando-el-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7499050269708033673</id><published>2008-03-11T19:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:54:30.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A veces pienso que los dinosaurios se murieron de amor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7499050269708033673?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7499050269708033673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7499050269708033673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7499050269708033673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7499050269708033673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2008/03/veces-pienso-que-los-dinosaurios-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5515806954287318149</id><published>2007-10-11T16:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:54:05.639-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Y te quiero contar que cada vez que me acuesto&lt;br /&gt;...me cago a pinias con la vida...&lt;br /&gt;Me cago a pinias con el recuerdo, de lo que no esta...&lt;br /&gt;-Que violento soy conmigo-&lt;br /&gt;...cuando me doy cuenta que la nostalgia que convive conmigo...&lt;br /&gt;Es causa y consecuencia de haber vivido&lt;br /&gt;Pero culpa mia...&lt;br /&gt;Culpa mia...&lt;br /&gt;-El destino suele ser culpa de alguien-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5515806954287318149?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5515806954287318149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5515806954287318149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5515806954287318149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5515806954287318149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/10/y-te-quiero-contar-que-cada-vez-que-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4307474897220620321</id><published>2007-10-11T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T18:56:57.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>No se si alguna vez lo advirtieron, pero muchas veces, cuando un negocio echa a un empleado deficiente y pone en alguna cartelera en la via publica que busca un empleado para cubrir ese puesto, suele tirar palazos :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A la vuelta de mi casa en la carniceria, el tipo de corta carne se mando alguna cagada ... y en el cartoncito donde ponen que necesitan a un empleado cortador dice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SE BUSCA CORTADOR COMPETENTE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No es la primera vez que veo esta conducta ... TIRAN PALAZOS ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;que hijos de puta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4307474897220620321?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4307474897220620321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4307474897220620321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4307474897220620321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4307474897220620321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-se-si-alguna-vez-lo-advirtieron-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2274428957319876203</id><published>2007-04-20T21:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:01:49.289-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Estabamos encerrados en un cuadrado vicioso&lt;br /&gt;-Suerte ke alguna ves nos vimos!-&lt;br /&gt;Y nos dimos cuenta que se puede escapar.&lt;br /&gt;De ves en cuando se puede escapar de las dos peores soledades :&lt;br /&gt;La verdadera , y la que es aun peor...&lt;br /&gt;Sin embargo, siempre hay que volver.&lt;br /&gt;Al cuadrado vicioso de dos desconocidos&lt;br /&gt;Dos desconocidos con dueño.&lt;br /&gt;4 puntas tiene el cuadrado.&lt;br /&gt;4 personas.&lt;br /&gt;Dos se conocen tan bien!&lt;br /&gt;Dos jamaz se va a conocer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironia, Casualidad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Haberte conocido fue un milagro con fecha de vencimiento."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fue un ilusion, fue solo un invento.&lt;br /&gt;Fue mucho tiempo un sufrimiento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2274428957319876203?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2274428957319876203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2274428957319876203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2274428957319876203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2274428957319876203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/estabamos-encerrados-en-un-cuadrado.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1196218121986930397</id><published>2007-04-20T21:41:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:05:07.117-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hoy dije que hay cosas ke hay que cambiar&lt;br /&gt;y ese que no le hablo al que no me habla&lt;br /&gt;No hablo....&lt;br /&gt;Me permito decirte que la causa abuela de mi situacion&lt;br /&gt;Enmudecio. Parpadeo. Penso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por primera vez , no encontro una respuesta&lt;br /&gt;en sus mil y un libros no encontro una palabra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duele decir la verdad.&lt;br /&gt;Duele que te digan la verdad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1196218121986930397?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1196218121986930397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1196218121986930397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1196218121986930397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1196218121986930397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoy-dije-ke-hay-kosas-ke-hay-ke-kambiar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7322470232969052237</id><published>2007-04-20T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:07:27.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La vida no seria la vida sin la muerte&lt;br /&gt;-si no existiera la muerte , la vida no estaria-&lt;br /&gt;El blanco no seria blanco, si el negro no existiera&lt;br /&gt;la luz, la sombra&lt;br /&gt;la felicidad, la tristeza&lt;br /&gt;vos, yo&lt;br /&gt;Lo mismo con el amor&lt;br /&gt;Si no se terminara , que carajo seria?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7322470232969052237?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7322470232969052237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7322470232969052237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7322470232969052237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7322470232969052237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-vida-no-seria-la-vida-sin-la-muerte.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6509548297916334315</id><published>2007-04-20T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:15:22.541-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No dejes la luz prendida si te vas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque hoy todo es nada&lt;br /&gt;-y ayer es hoy-&lt;br /&gt;Y nadie sabe si me voy a acordar mañana a la mañana&lt;br /&gt;de lo que hoy inmortalizo en un papel.&lt;br /&gt;Ni la luna me salva de este recuerdo ... No!&lt;br /&gt;y el corazon no me lo va a  curar el sol ... No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por el rio ya no corre la sangre&lt;br /&gt;se va a estancar, se va a quedar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El poeta perdio la pasion&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;se corto las venas  con un cuchillo de algodon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mar es tan grande&lt;br /&gt;-pero nunca se diluyen las penas-&lt;br /&gt;Las islas que dejaste atras&lt;br /&gt;Las penas.&lt;br /&gt;Esas piedras que no tiraste&lt;br /&gt;y esa tiza que nunca va a dibujar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te olvidaste el sentido de tu vida&lt;br /&gt;aquella noche en una botella vacia.&lt;br /&gt;Soplaste la espuma y te tomaste la ola&lt;br /&gt;-te diste cuenta que el mar era rio-&lt;br /&gt;(...y se canso de estar tieso)&lt;br /&gt;Por eso ahora&lt;br /&gt;pega dia noche ...&lt;br /&gt;por las piedras que desgarran.&lt;br /&gt;-carcome sentimientos-&lt;br /&gt;Y la estrella muerta se mueve al reves...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Diganme una vez mas , porque todo esto se mueve al reves!-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-Contestame vos, sin llorar, porque todo esta al reves?-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora que no estas me podes contar-&lt;br /&gt;Para que quiero la luz del sol y las estrellas...&lt;br /&gt;Si vos ya no estas...&lt;br /&gt;ninguna luz te puede alumbrar&lt;br /&gt;esta vez no dejes la luz prendida si te vas...&lt;br /&gt;Todabia carcome sentimientos tu mirada hacia mi en ese bar&lt;br /&gt;como no la voy a recordar por el resto de mi vida?&lt;br /&gt;Esta vez no dejes la luz prendida si te vas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No dejes la luz prendida si te vas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:10;"  &gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6509548297916334315?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6509548297916334315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6509548297916334315' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6509548297916334315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6509548297916334315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoy-todo-es-nada-ayer-es-hoy-y-nadie.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5108325935266858561</id><published>2007-04-20T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:20:10.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Un vago y un perro me enseñaron que no hay que caminar ni dos cuadras para tener lo que necesitas...&lt;br /&gt;porque ese vago solo necesitaba quedarse loco y descalzo y hablando con su mejor amigo -un perro-&lt;br /&gt;las zapatillas de ese tipo no lo salvaban&lt;br /&gt;Desde siempre, necesitaba, todo eso que se quedaba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Una noche en Mar del Plata, cerca de la terminal, Con un grupo de pibes pasamos y vimos un tipo durmiendo, con tremendas zapatillas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hizimos una cuadra mas y uno de los jovenes que me acompañaban, le dijo a un vago que estaba con un perro, que cerca de ahi, habia un tipo dormido con zapatillas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;El vago contesto que no era necesario, que tenia lo que queria, acto seguido, miro al perro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Como espectador,  me prendi un pucho y segui mi camino, pensando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5108325935266858561?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5108325935266858561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5108325935266858561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5108325935266858561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5108325935266858561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/un-vago-y-un-perro-me-enseniaron-ke-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1603979711221994226</id><published>2007-04-20T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:24:45.722-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La vida no se puede resumir en un pedo que te dura toda la noche.&lt;br /&gt;La vida se resume en la resaca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El sueño de algunos puede ser cambiar el auto o tener una casa de fin de semana&lt;br /&gt;-el suenio de otros puede ser solo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mar del Plata de noche&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos al pitty, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1603979711221994226?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1603979711221994226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1603979711221994226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1603979711221994226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1603979711221994226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/animemosnos-cambiar-mi-amor-la-lluvia.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1580760041903479201</id><published>2007-04-20T21:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:35:05.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me gustan esas canciones que cuentan historias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;De la guitarra - Intoxicados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustan esas canciones que hablan de toda la vida:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cuando comenzamos a nacer - Sui Generis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Espero que la vida - Intoxicados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustan esas canciones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuando en el barcito suena una cancion bajonera con un ritmo ligero ...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando ese ritmo ligero se presta a las palmas , y todos saben la letra ...&lt;br /&gt;Cuando todos empiezan a cantar esa cancion bajonera con una sonrisa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me gustan esas canciones.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1580760041903479201?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1580760041903479201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1580760041903479201' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1580760041903479201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1580760041903479201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-gustan-esas-canciones-ke-kuentan.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6946675852707107633</id><published>2007-04-03T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:32:30.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(...)Vas a ver que lindo el mar(...)&lt;br /&gt; Bienvenito - Ivan noble -fragmento-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcKps6X-I/AAAAAAAAANE/Fzyb7FXq65M/s1600-h/mdp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcKps6X-I/AAAAAAAAANE/Fzyb7FXq65M/s400/mdp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049410576530956258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-weight: bold;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcKps6X-I/AAAAAAAAANE/Fzyb7FXq65M/s1600-h/mdp.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vas a ver que lindo Mar del Plata...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcgJs6X_I/AAAAAAAAANM/VUEFMjGqWu8/s1600-h/mdp+n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcgJs6X_I/AAAAAAAAANM/VUEFMjGqWu8/s400/mdp+n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049410945898143730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy loco por mar del plata, parezco una especie de ...  -no se- integrante de algun comite de turismo, o algun marplatense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero que linda es!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y como mar del plata entiendo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volverte en bondi a las 7 de la maniana kon un monton de gente en pedo , loca , dura , empastada&lt;br /&gt;Una vez me volvi haciendo flexiones de brazos, contra un chetito musculoso muy peinado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;GANE&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O al menos, eso recuerdo-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otra vez me volvi con dos rasta, bajoneando galletitas de salvado , cantando rastastone de Resistencia Suburbana,  gritando que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"El colectivero era el allmighty"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Irte de putas siempre que puedas&lt;br /&gt;Drogarte en todos lados (...)&lt;br /&gt;Drogarte y ver el amanecer, bien al fondo de la escollera mas larga, lo mas lejos que podes de tu casa y lo mas cerca del sol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6946675852707107633?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6946675852707107633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6946675852707107633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6946675852707107633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6946675852707107633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/vas-ver-ke-lindo-es-el-mar-vas-ver-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RhMcKps6X-I/AAAAAAAAANE/Fzyb7FXq65M/s72-c/mdp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-5669026781632746665</id><published>2007-04-03T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:37:57.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Epitafios "Mios" en potencia :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CTRL + ALT + DEL , CTRL + ALT + DEL&lt;br /&gt;1991 - 3000&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAMEL - genuine cancer&lt;br /&gt;1991 - 3000&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-(&lt;br /&gt;1991 - 3000&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Game over&lt;br /&gt;insert coins&lt;br /&gt;1991 - 3000&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vida es corta&lt;br /&gt;1810 - 2030&lt;br /&gt;------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo otro que seria bastante boludo, seria poner en los avisos funebres "Puto el que lee" el dia que me vaya.&lt;br /&gt;La verdad que es un tema bastante jodido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5669026781632746665?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5669026781632746665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5669026781632746665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5669026781632746665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5669026781632746665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/me-parece-ke-el-post-de-abajo-es-lo-ke.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-3784952435433570727</id><published>2007-04-03T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:41:22.498-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hay cosas mas feas que la soledad ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero te das cuenta cuando ya es muy tarde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Y no hay nada mas feo, que darse cuenta de algo cuando ya es tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3784952435433570727?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-6029573098405318113</id><published>2007-04-01T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:42:13.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A veces digo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;" yo no era tan boludo antes "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Acto seguido hago una mueca con la boca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6029573098405318113?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6029573098405318113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6029573098405318113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6029573098405318113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6029573098405318113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/04/veces-digo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-556812601425526356</id><published>2007-03-29T20:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:43:24.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A veces se me ocurre que si hiciera lo que me parece que es de pelotudos ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Me iria mejor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pero no seria yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-556812601425526356?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/556812601425526356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=556812601425526356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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primero que hace es levantarlo y ponerlo alado de la cabeza, y poner carita de borracho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osea hay veces que bueno, se ve, pero forzar a que se vea, me parece re de pelotudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Aclaro : Los pelotudos me molestan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6734737977090515144?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6734737977090515144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6734737977090515144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6734737977090515144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6734737977090515144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/si-pudiera-hacer-cualkier-kosa-maniana.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-8677060459708619557</id><published>2007-03-29T19:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:46:03.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sabado con trampas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;QUE LINDA FUNCION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cacho Castaña (??)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-8677060459708619557?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/8677060459708619557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=8677060459708619557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8677060459708619557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8677060459708619557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/sabado-con-trampas-ke-linda-funcion.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2746380417786343546</id><published>2007-03-29T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:47:32.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nos caimos en este hueco de mierda&lt;br /&gt;y lo unico que nos queda, es esperar...&lt;br /&gt;Esperar para poder respirar la ceniza amarga&lt;br /&gt;la ceniza mas amarga , del faso mas duro que fuma dios.&lt;br /&gt;Que hermoso estar en este pozo.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando la ceniza cae.&lt;br /&gt;Aumenta la respiracion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2746380417786343546?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2746380417786343546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2746380417786343546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2746380417786343546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2746380417786343546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/nos-caimos-en-este-hueco-de-mierda-y-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4862181845336951105</id><published>2007-03-29T17:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:48:45.234-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"(...) Y aunque en la napia hay mas que arena&lt;br /&gt;es en este desierto, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;donde tu nombre quema&lt;/span&gt;(...)"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4862181845336951105?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4862181845336951105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4862181845336951105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4862181845336951105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4862181845336951105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/y-aunke-en-la-napia-hay-mas-ke-arena-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3717599009063416548</id><published>2007-03-29T17:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:50:08.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El dia que encuentre una mujer que sepa que significa la palabra &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coprolito &lt;/span&gt;ME CASO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Coprolito : Mierda Fosilizada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cuack, no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3717599009063416548?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3717599009063416548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3717599009063416548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3717599009063416548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3717599009063416548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-dia-ke-encuentre-una-mujer-ke-sepa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6028354631023564180</id><published>2007-03-29T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:53:43.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;La esperanza de vida del GBA -segun el ultimo censo del indec- es de 76 años en hombres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a   --- &gt;  76/4                19&lt;br /&gt;b  --- &gt;  76 * 365                27740&lt;br /&gt;x --- &gt;  27759 (a + b)&lt;br /&gt;x * 24 ---&gt;  c          &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;666216&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c * 60 ---&gt; d              &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;39972960&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d * 60 ---&gt; e     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2398377600&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es la cantidad de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;horas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;de vida estimadas para un hombre &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;666216&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es la cantidad de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;minutos   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;39972960&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;es la cantidad de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;segundos  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2398377600&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;si que redondeando:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;16 /4  - 4&lt;br /&gt;16*365 - 5840 +4&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o Menos,  5840 dias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;666216 - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;140160 horas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Me quedan aproximadamente&lt;br /&gt;Al momento de Postear esto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;526056 horas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6028354631023564180?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6028354631023564180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6028354631023564180' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6028354631023564180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6028354631023564180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/c-666216-d-39972960-e-2398377600-c-es.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7043747999045473164</id><published>2007-03-28T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:55:36.728-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El problema no es la droga, la droga , cuanto mucho , es una sustancia quimica - natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;El problema es que los pibitos se fuman un porro y empiezan a actuar como pelotudos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7043747999045473164?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7043747999045473164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7043747999045473164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7043747999045473164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7043747999045473164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-problema-no-es-la-droga-la-droga.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-925354712006380733</id><published>2007-03-28T20:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T19:58:47.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahora todos dicen "lukeate"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Los compañeros que poseen un dialecto correspondiente a un bajo poder adquisitivo o antecedentes penales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;(que posean ese dialecto no requiere tener un bajo poder adquisitivo, ironicamente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dicen :&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"EHH AMIGUITO &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;LUKIATE&lt;/span&gt; ESA BICI QUE LA CAMBIAMO' POR 2 BOLSITA' EN LO DEL BOCON AMIGO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Y los&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;compañeros de un alto poder adquisitivo &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;(adjuntado todo ese tema del dialecto)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dicen &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;"No men , &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;lukeate&lt;/span&gt; mas a lo mariano martinez , Que re va"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;*************************************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y yo te digo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"METETE UNA NARANJA EN EL ORTO"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-925354712006380733?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/925354712006380733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=925354712006380733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/925354712006380733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/925354712006380733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahora-todos-dicen-lukeate-los.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1337001324472215473</id><published>2007-03-28T20:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:00:05.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HARRY POTTER MIRA :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgs30gwrY6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/34_mWHV66b4/s1600-h/p22_magickids.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgs30gwrY6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/34_mWHV66b4/s320/p22_magickids.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047189182685602722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cualquier cosa...&lt;/span&gt;&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/34709262-1337001324472215473?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1337001324472215473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1337001324472215473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1337001324472215473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1337001324472215473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/harry-potter-mira-magi-kis.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgs30gwrY6I/AAAAAAAAAMo/34_mWHV66b4/s72-c/p22_magickids.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-7700799047737039963</id><published>2007-03-28T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:01:28.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"(...)Porque Cuando Bob Marley le dijo a ziggy - en su lecho de muerte - que&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; El dinero no compraba la vida&lt;/span&gt; (...)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SE OLVIDO QUE NO ES LEGAL PLANTAR EN EL FONDO DE MI CASA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cualquier cosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7700799047737039963?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7700799047737039963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7700799047737039963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7700799047737039963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7700799047737039963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/porke-kuando-bob-marley-le-dijo-ziggy.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4776492870755009727</id><published>2007-03-28T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:02:52.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Se me acaba de ocurrir &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;-osea ke no tengo fundamentos sino pruebas personales sin valor veridico-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Que las mujeres y los metrosexuales son -en un nivel mas alto- consumidores cronicos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Debe ser que la belleza es la forma fisica en la que mas repercute la publicidad.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero la verdad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Es lindo ser lindo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4776492870755009727?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4776492870755009727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4776492870755009727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4776492870755009727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4776492870755009727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/se-me-akaba-de-ocurrir-osea-ke-no-tengo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6398873468078327343</id><published>2007-03-28T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T18:06:37.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy tenia ganas de pensar una cosa ke sea su propio antonimo&lt;br /&gt;algo asi como&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seco - mojado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero una sola palabra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mojado - mojado , suponete!&lt;br /&gt;no se si existe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, no existe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o existe?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6398873468078327343?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6398873468078327343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6398873468078327343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6398873468078327343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6398873468078327343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoy-tenia-ganas-de-pensar-una-cosa-ke.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6467804602513408473</id><published>2007-03-28T16:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:05:07.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr-LgwrY5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/c5KZ5RsxogI/s1600-h/cabeza.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr-LgwrY5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/c5KZ5RsxogI/s320/cabeza.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047125806148182930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para la gente que esta de la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;cabeza &lt;/span&gt;y todabia quiere aprender &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musulman :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RORO &lt;/span&gt;es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ENTRECEJA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIHI ceja&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NIHO &lt;/span&gt;es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;diente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MATAAAAAAAA &lt;/span&gt;es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ojo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6467804602513408473?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6467804602513408473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6467804602513408473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6467804602513408473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6467804602513408473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/para-la-gente-ke-esta-de-la-cabeza-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr-LgwrY5I/AAAAAAAAAMg/c5KZ5RsxogI/s72-c/cabeza.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-8242079670310091367</id><published>2007-03-28T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T20:06:42.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr9PgwrY4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQ0SpYOEwdQ/s1600-h/fuma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr9PgwrY4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQ0SpYOEwdQ/s400/fuma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047124775356031874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;¿Que ganas de fumar, no?&lt;/span&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr9LQwrY3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kn-xgHrVhqM/s1600-h/pulmon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr9LQwrY3I/AAAAAAAAAMQ/kn-xgHrVhqM/s400/pulmon3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047124702341587826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pulmon de un pibito que fumaba, con cancer de pulmon ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahora si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Que ganas de fumar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Parece mentira que esa brisa de humo cause tanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-8242079670310091367?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/8242079670310091367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=8242079670310091367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8242079670310091367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8242079670310091367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/que-ganas-de-fumar-no-pulmon-de-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/Rgr9PgwrY4I/AAAAAAAAAMY/eQ0SpYOEwdQ/s72-c/fuma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-3558292115793547212</id><published>2007-03-27T14:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:41:30.424-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>NO ME VENGAN A DECIR KE FUMAR LA HIERVA DE LA PAZ&lt;br /&gt;ES KOMO HACER UNA GUERRA CON VOS MISMO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3558292115793547212?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3558292115793547212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3558292115793547212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3558292115793547212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3558292115793547212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-me-vengan-decir-ke-fumar-la-hierva.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2371204471672318127</id><published>2007-03-27T14:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:33:06.486-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nandra/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.jpg" alt="" /&gt;Descontrol y desacato en mi fotolog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Me firmaron el fotolog solo 2 personas y crearon una conversacion en representacion de una cancion...&lt;br /&gt;Capaz que a ustedes no les parece copado pero bueno , trae buenos recuerdos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="post"&gt;&lt;p class="post"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo @ 2007-03-23 12:57 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;deja de hacerte el lindooo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kien carajo t pensas q sos??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;baja d dond estes.. ahi arribaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a ver si adivinas kien soi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;SALI C TU MUJER!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo @ 2007-03-23 12:58 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;q??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo @ 2007-03-23 12:58 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;q sali c tu mujeer!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo @ 2007-03-23 12:59 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;eh'????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo @ 2007-03-23 13:03 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;amigo pido perdon yo nunk t falle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;me traicionaron las ganas d volverla a ver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;y aunq todavia no puedo creer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;lo q este amargo enuentro ,me hizo comprende&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;jajja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El emma @ 2007-03-23 13:05 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;t gane c 0 jajaja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Caro i Bian @ 2007-03-23 13:06 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;se nota q estamos al pedo?? jajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nos falto una cosa mas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUISTE MALA C MI CORAZOOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AHORA VIENEEVS A BUSCARMEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VETEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toda persona q me conozca.. se tiene q saber las letras del chilii ajajajaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;alta noche pasamos =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;bah...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;pasaron ustedes... jaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EL JURADO @ 2007-03-23 13:07 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;Bianca 8&lt;br /&gt;Musa 0 jajaaj&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musa a las 4 d la mañana @ 2007-03-23 13:08 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;mi amor i si empezamos d cero???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;t kiero mucho..&lt;br /&gt;jajajjjaajajjajajjjjjajajajajaajajajjaja&lt;br /&gt;t kiero mucho????&lt;br /&gt;desd cuando t pinto el amor??&lt;br /&gt;jajajaja&lt;br /&gt;a no confundir el sexo c el amor ehhhh&lt;br /&gt;jajajajaja&lt;br /&gt;empecemos d cero... jajaj tomatelaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitu a Musa @ 2007-03-23 13:09 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;NO ME ACONSEJES EN TU POSICION!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musa a Vitu @ 2007-03-23 13:09 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;VITUUU no seas tan tonto lucha x amorrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitu @ 2007-03-23 13:10 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es q hai un problema..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MUsa @ 2007-03-23 13:10 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vitu a musa @ 2007-03-23 13:11 dijo :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;admitire q sali c tu mujeeeeeer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Musa @ 2007-03-23 13:12 dijo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;q?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;q t perdonde dios yo no lo voi a hacer...los perdi a los 2 i a la misma vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ya veo q todo era mentira cuando ella me decia q se iba a levento c caro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tu i ella en tu cama.. ai q horror! jajaja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo tmb los odio a los 2....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2371204471672318127?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2371204471672318127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2371204471672318127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2371204471672318127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2371204471672318127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/descontrol-y-desacato-en-mi-fotolog-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1277864802951665854</id><published>2007-03-27T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:35:55.807-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Musa (Cara de Pitty) : Lo dejo porque me da gracia la de pelotudeces que escribia.&lt;br /&gt;Reportero (Cara de bobo) : Y como escribias esas pelotudeces?&lt;br /&gt;Musa (Cara de Pitty) : Y... intoxicadoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saludos al pitty no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MARiposa poOoNTIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAC&lt;br /&gt;AHGAXFASFASF&lt;br /&gt;me kago en ke se junten los redondos!!!!1&lt;br /&gt;tu tu tututututuu&lt;br /&gt;HAAAAAAAAAY MARIPOSA PONTIAAAAAAC KE VA A SER DE MI?&lt;br /&gt;SIN TUS KARICIAS PUTAAAAAAAA KE VA A SER DE MI !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ASAHDHASD&lt;br /&gt;MARIPOSA PONTIAC KE VA A SER DE MIIIIIIIIII&lt;br /&gt;SIN TUS KARICIAS CONCHUDAAAAAAAAAAAAA KE VA A SER DE MI ASDASDASD!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ERA MI CASA DE MIERDA&lt;br /&gt;LA PUTA KE TEW PARIOOOOOO&lt;br /&gt;ERA MI CASA KAGADA&lt;br /&gt;ANDATE A KAGAAAAAAAAAR&lt;br /&gt;PUTA!&lt;br /&gt;HAY PUTA DE MIERDA KE VA A SER DE MI&lt;br /&gt;CHE YEGUA FORRA PUTA KE VA A SER DE MI?&lt;br /&gt;HAY PUTA CONCHUDA ke va a SER DE MI?&lt;br /&gt;SIN TUS KARICIAS ; LA PUTA KE TE PARIO ; KE MIERDA VA A SER DE MI?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VVINE UN FESTIVAL DE REGGAE DEL PAIS&lt;br /&gt;Y MIREN TODA LA MIERDA KE JUNTARON AKA&lt;br /&gt;SERA KE SE MENTEN EL CUERNO DE TU VIEJA EN EL ORTO&lt;br /&gt;VERTE FELIZ NO ES UNA MIERDA PUTA!&lt;br /&gt;ES LO KE DICEN LOS PELOTUDOS&lt;br /&gt;VERTE FELIZ ME LO METO EN EL ORTO&lt;br /&gt;PUTA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;METETE EN ORTO LA EMPANADA&lt;br /&gt;DAME UN CHURRASKO A MI&lt;br /&gt;DAME UN CHURRASKO HERMANA&lt;br /&gt;COLATE LA EMPANADA IEIEWIEIE&lt;br /&gt;TA TA TAAAAAAAAA TA TA TA TA (rarara hey?)&lt;br /&gt;PUTA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1277864802951665854?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1277864802951665854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1277864802951665854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1277864802951665854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1277864802951665854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/mariposa-pooontiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-8863577618005741678</id><published>2007-03-27T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:25:10.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cuestion ke&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta parte&lt;br /&gt;"de un tiempo olvidado&lt;br /&gt;ha venido un recuerdo mojado&lt;br /&gt;de una tarde de lluvia de tu pelo enredado"&lt;br /&gt;me hace akordar a el dia ke me bese a tatiana , en mardelputas , porke llovia y ni yo ni ella somos/eramos ,de esas personas ke se peinan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta parte&lt;br /&gt;"para ke kontar el tiempo ke nos keda&lt;br /&gt;para ke kontar el tiempo ke se ha ido?"&lt;br /&gt;me hace akordar a ke ese mismo veranito en mardelputas yo me puse loko , y me puse a hacer las cuentas de todo el tiempo ke habia vivido hasta ese dia (en segundos , minutos y horas)&lt;br /&gt;y todo el tiempo ke me kedaba hasta la esperanza maxima de vida de el estado argentino (80 anios si no me ekivoko...&lt;br /&gt;y andaba por todos lados con eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es un flash esa kanchon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-8863577618005741678?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/8863577618005741678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=8863577618005741678' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8863577618005741678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8863577618005741678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/cuestion-ke-esta-parte-de-un-tiempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2643477861833928739</id><published>2007-03-23T16:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:54:31.586-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tengo derecho a ver las estrellas de noche&lt;br /&gt;Tengo derecho al aire, al agua&lt;br /&gt;Tengo derecho al vino, a la cerveza&lt;br /&gt;Y como tengo derecho a la tierra y a la paz.&lt;br /&gt;Tambien tengo derecho a la hierba, y a la libertad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2643477861833928739?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2643477861833928739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2643477861833928739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2643477861833928739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2643477861833928739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/tengo-derecho-ver-las-estrellas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-8171534465734134764</id><published>2007-03-19T19:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:33:31.738-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy les pregunte ke les pasaba , y ninguno me supo decir&lt;br /&gt;solamente me filosofearon sobre la vida , la muerte , y&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; todo lo demas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-style: italic;"&gt;-ke es lo ke importa , pero ellos hoy , SABEN ke no importa-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Fa , ke profundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-8171534465734134764?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/8171534465734134764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=8171534465734134764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8171534465734134764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8171534465734134764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/hoy-les-pregunte-ke-les-pasaba-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3387112955447636787</id><published>2007-03-19T19:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:26:29.879-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>el post de abajo , es pa mis amigos nomas , y si , "todos" son "amigos" mios..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero algunos lo entienden y otros no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si no entendes , no lo leas , es al pedo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chau puto !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3387112955447636787?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3387112955447636787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3387112955447636787' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3387112955447636787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3387112955447636787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-post-de-abajo-es-pa-mis-amigos-nomas.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1665522360154670634</id><published>2007-03-19T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T19:24:07.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Para vos lokita&lt;br /&gt;y para mis amigos , ke te conocen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;loca media pila!&lt;br /&gt;todo el dia che...&lt;br /&gt;cuesta 3 huevos estar con vos&lt;br /&gt;y despues te pinta ke te peinen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero es asi con vos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llegas , te haces la durita...&lt;br /&gt;y despues andas regaladisima..&lt;br /&gt;al plato , tiradita ahi .. te puedo hacer lo ke kiera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me askie loca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de tenerte , en todas partes&lt;br /&gt;y no saber ni en ke parte estoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero te kiero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y se ke konmigo no te vas a poner nunca che&lt;br /&gt;lo se!&lt;br /&gt;ni de novios&lt;br /&gt;ni casados..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ni nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pense no verte mas . pero tan de repente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no es ke te extranio , te necesita.. te necesita&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y de amigos?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noo , no se puede, amigos hasta ke te regales devuelta no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro ke no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro ke no...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y se ke te puedo tener cuando kiera ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo  soy feo , o normal ke se yo&lt;br /&gt;yo soy bastante buen pibe para los ke me conocen bien&lt;br /&gt;pero soy el mas forro para el ke mejor me conoce .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vos sos hermosa , o la mas fea , ke se yo&lt;br /&gt;sos la mas maldita , para los ke mejor te conocen&lt;br /&gt;sos la mejor , para los ke te tienen frente a frente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke regalada , sos la mas linda , la mas hermosa&lt;br /&gt;la mas puta ... la mas pura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero sintetizando , a todos mis buenos amigos&lt;br /&gt;la voy a volver a ver&lt;br /&gt;y espero verlos a ustedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunke es tan linda ke la veo solo a ella..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la amo , y ella no me odia&lt;br /&gt;la odio , pero ella no me ama&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1665522360154670634?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1665522360154670634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1665522360154670634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1665522360154670634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1665522360154670634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/para-vos-lokita-y-para-mis-amigos-ke-te.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2567816648837294080</id><published>2007-03-19T18:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:49:05.079-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bueh&lt;br /&gt;vamos  a levantar un pokito la cosa no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con un pokito de marihuana parece...&lt;br /&gt;y sabes porke parece ke es kon marihuana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORKE ME DA VERGUENZA DECIRLO LOCO&lt;br /&gt;ME DA VERGUENZA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pero &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROBLEMA &lt;/span&gt;me parece una palabra rara..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es rarisima loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y en ingles es peor porke es&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PROBLEM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2567816648837294080?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2567816648837294080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2567816648837294080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2567816648837294080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2567816648837294080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/bueh-vamos-levantar-un-pokito-la-cosa.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7968119994162276360</id><published>2007-03-19T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T18:41:09.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vamos a hacer un post inteligente . con todas las letras , pero solamente con las necesarias.&lt;br /&gt;vamos , vamos a ver&lt;br /&gt;vamos , vamos a ver ke sale&lt;br /&gt;vamos , vamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;argentina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt; vamovamoaganarkestabandakilomberanotedejanotedejadealenta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Desastroso nomas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y buen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La otra noche dije :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El peor terrorista que tiene un pais , es su propio estado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y si , es todo chamuyo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es todo chamuyo loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la democracia es chamuyo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la gente ya no elige...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es facil , la democracia representativa republicana BlaBlaBla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (Algo asi como la democracia por defecto ,no?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;se basa en ke el pueblo ELIGE a un representante , y este , toma las decisiones ke sean mejores para el pueblo ke lo eligio ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y eso no se cumple vieja...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la campania politica dejo de ser una campania para exponer ideas ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fijate,  la campania de hoy en dia , por ejemplo nomas , de macri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parte de su campania fue saltar un bache...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;y sabes ke, no tengo ganas de seguir con esto , por 2 cosas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke cuando pense esto , pense mil cosas mas , y solamente lo escucho la gente ke lo keria escuchar.&lt;br /&gt;y aparte , &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;porke no tengo ganas.&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;/span&gt;Como se come los huesos la mierda esta no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;******************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta se llama&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; los colores&lt;/span&gt; , y es de Raivmac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la napia blanca ,&lt;br /&gt;los pulmones negros&lt;br /&gt;y los ojos rojos&lt;br /&gt;y el camino en bajada&lt;br /&gt;pero no me kaigo porke toy arriba&lt;br /&gt;toy arriba con la napia mas blanca&lt;br /&gt;con los pulmones mas negros&lt;br /&gt;y con los ojos mas rojos&lt;br /&gt;y no , no me confundo&lt;br /&gt;ni me ekivoko&lt;br /&gt;voy arriba , voy bien arriba&lt;br /&gt;y no es ni por tener los pulmones negros&lt;br /&gt;ni por la napia blanca , no por los ojos rojos&lt;br /&gt;sino por esta mierda ke escribo&lt;br /&gt;porke hoy me trague el humo&lt;br /&gt;-un humo ke no era ni blanco ni rojo ni negro-&lt;br /&gt;y en este momento&lt;br /&gt;estoy tosiendo esto&lt;br /&gt;ke no es ni gris como ese humo&lt;br /&gt;ke no sabe lo ke es , ni de ke kolor es&lt;br /&gt;porke ?&lt;br /&gt;porke es komo yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke hijo de puta no¿?&lt;br /&gt;jajaja no le digas a nadie ,no&lt;br /&gt;keda entre vos y yo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7968119994162276360?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7968119994162276360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7968119994162276360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7968119994162276360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7968119994162276360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/vamos-hacer-un-post-inteligente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5810452328573130831</id><published>2007-03-18T16:39:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:41:06.302-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>capaz ke la vida nunca tiene sentido...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por eso , siempre ke te preguntas a vos mismo - Ke sentido tiene estar vivo? -  &lt;br /&gt;o decis una pelotudes , o te bajoneas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no le tenes ke dar pelota...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al fin y al kabo , todos vamos a lo mismo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5810452328573130831?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5810452328573130831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5810452328573130831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5810452328573130831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5810452328573130831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/capaz-ke-la-vida-nunca-tiene-sentido.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2464580444821314312</id><published>2007-03-18T16:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:39:42.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y como me mantengo?&lt;br /&gt;intoxicadamente..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2464580444821314312?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2464580444821314312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2464580444821314312' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2464580444821314312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2464580444821314312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/y-como-me-mantengo-intoxicadamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6397987463427731270</id><published>2007-03-18T16:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:39:12.764-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pago para ke me mate&lt;br /&gt;pero si sigo asi , el ke mata , soy yo&lt;br /&gt;necesito dormir!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6397987463427731270?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6397987463427731270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6397987463427731270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6397987463427731270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6397987463427731270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/pago-para-ke-me-mate-pero-si-sigo-asi.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3874539890275911891</id><published>2007-03-18T16:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T16:34:37.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ayer pague muy caro por ser un pelotudo toda la noche&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3874539890275911891?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3874539890275911891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3874539890275911891' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3874539890275911891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3874539890275911891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/ayer-pague-muy-caro-por-ser-un-pelotudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5891125548601038503</id><published>2007-03-16T21:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:15:51.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>www.noseasbeto.com.ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta wena, test vocacional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y depues hay como un feedback (fid bak) -algo asi como ke mandas la pregunta y te la responde alguien - donde podes poner lo ke keres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;al final dice ke soy Afin -tengo afinidad facilidad o pericia - a arte y disenio pero le puse en el "fidbak" algo asi como ke me gusta rascarme los huevos, si todabia la carrera es para mi&lt;br /&gt;seguro me responden una pelotudes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos vemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5891125548601038503?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5891125548601038503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5891125548601038503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5891125548601038503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5891125548601038503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/www.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3955119305310019303</id><published>2007-03-16T21:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T21:04:04.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahora nadie puede kagar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;como esta la publicidad no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osea publicidad es basicamente "el arte de hacer ke alguien piense ke necesita lo ke no necesita"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;osea , publicidad de yogursito  pa´ cagar :&lt;br /&gt;Para cagar , y ser feliz todo el dia , sin tener kakita adentro , tenes ke tomar el yogursito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-&lt;br /&gt;la pagina de activia, -con ese violetita ciruela, ke tantas ganas da de kagar , no?-&lt;br /&gt;http://www.yoguractivia.com.ar/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;iva a poner fotitos,  iva a ser gracioso , pero me dio paja..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chau wachin&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3955119305310019303?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3955119305310019303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3955119305310019303' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3955119305310019303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3955119305310019303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahora-nadie-puede-kagar-como-esta-la.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2492417109703738285</id><published>2007-03-16T20:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:58:58.166-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>una frase ke puso andrade en su blog y me ayudo mucho en todas mis charlas de critica , o discusiones - o simplemente charlas- fue la siguiente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"lo ke tiene necesidad de ser nombrado , es porke esta ausente"&lt;br /&gt;o algo asi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y si , porke muchas veces pregunto cosas y me contestan otras , y eso me encanta,  porke ni bien terminan de contestarme detalladamente , eso ke no los pregunte les digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No entendiste mi pregunta -respiro no muy fuerte- y repito la pregunta-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la cuestion es ke hoy hablando con marisol , sobre unos incidentes ke seguro voy a nombrar arriba la tendria ke haber usado y me colgue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le pregunte algo asi como&lt;br /&gt;¿porke karajo cuando le preguntaron a ana laura si tuve -yo- algo ke ver , fuiste justo vos a decir ke ella no tenia nada ke ver conmigo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y salto con ke ella le dijo ke analaura no tenia nada ke ver , y no me nombro &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102); font-style: italic;"&gt;porke ella es buena y no nos deja tirados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;AHI NOMAS le tendria ke haber dicho &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"lo ke tiene necesidad de ser nombrado , es porke esta ausente" &lt;/span&gt;y repetirle la pregunta  , respiradita mediante no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  -  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;IGUAL TODO BIEN CON MARISOL  - &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para evitar problemas no?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nandra/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/DOCUME%7E1/Nandra/CONFIG%7E1/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post kilombo devuelta ? bah , como se lee de arriba para abajo este blog, es la primera vez..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2492417109703738285?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2492417109703738285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2492417109703738285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2492417109703738285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2492417109703738285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/una-frase-ke-puso-andrade-en-su-blog-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3881112100375533571</id><published>2007-03-16T20:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:44:43.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El otro dia bueno , estabamos hablando  con &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;vitu&lt;/span&gt; ,  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pseudo-primo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-como me esta gustando esa palabra-  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;mio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y por la tele pasa la propaganda de GHOST RYDER o algo asi ,- la peli nueva de nicolas cage-&lt;br /&gt;y vitu me dice algo asi como ke " nicolas cage no actua bien de bueno , siempre hace de malo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y yo salto , como si fuese axel cucheboski y le digo , con todos los tecnisismos del septimo arte ke konozco y le digo en pocas palabras " ke por ejemplo , en CON-AIr actua de bueno , y en 60 segundos aunque ES re chorro , sigue siendo el protagonista , por lo tanto triunfa ante los canas , y de cierta forma tambien es un tipo bueno no?.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me dice "en contracara es el malo..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y pienso un poko y le digo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el malo no es travolta?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y me dice "si"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos kedamos kayados 15 minutos y despues bueno surgio la risa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"corte ke el chabon no keria ver la pelicula y no sabia ni kien karajo era nicolas cage pero chamuyo alguna"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entonces  al fin y al cabo le hize algo como una vez me kiso hacer Beto-Techin en un bar de banfield, el ke esta en frente de miclub ,&lt;br /&gt;cuando yo , duro y borracho , empeze a filosofear , y citar a nietzche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y el salta desde un rincon de la mesa y me dice "pero tambien puede haber alguien ke leyo nietzche y te puede decir ke todo eso es mentira"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARA KEEEEEEEE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fa , discusion de puta madre , yo en ese estado soy un habil discutidor , bah en realidad a veces no doy fundamentos , pero me doy mania&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y al fin y al cabo nada ke ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenia razon yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke post .. raro ... no los mario??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos vemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3881112100375533571?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3881112100375533571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3881112100375533571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3881112100375533571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3881112100375533571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-otro-dia-bueno-estabamos-hablando.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-655045461036765972</id><published>2007-03-16T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:37:11.828-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El Blue-Tropical del bombon asesino&lt;br /&gt;Letra y Musica  - Los palmeras&lt;br /&gt;Armonica - Musa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4) (4)  (3) (4) (5)  (4) (5) (4)&lt;br /&gt;ta   ta  tatatatatata&lt;br /&gt;(4) (3) (4) (5) (4) (5) (6) (5) (4) (6) (5) (4)&lt;br /&gt;tatatatata ta ta ta ta ta ta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro!&lt;br /&gt;(3)(3)(2)(3)(4)(3)(4)(3)(3(2)(3)(4)(3)(4)(5)(4)(3 )&lt;br /&gt;ta ta ta tata ta ta ta tatatatatatata tatatatata ta ta ta&lt;br /&gt;(5)(4)(3)(2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TA TA TA TA y vuelve a empezar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;algo asi ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;claro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-655045461036765972?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/655045461036765972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=655045461036765972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/655045461036765972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/655045461036765972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-blue-tropical-del-bombon-asesino.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2203510018542928442</id><published>2007-03-16T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:11:32.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;segun freud y transcripto por mi , el yo, superyo y ello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;El &lt;i&gt;ello&lt;/i&gt; seria todo lo ke tenemos adentro, las necesidades dentro de lo ke fuese sexo , la calentura -entendiendo calentura como la necesidad del coito periodicamente-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;El &lt;i&gt;superyo&lt;/i&gt;, el mono relojero , lo etico y lo moral , tener un superyo muy poderoso , terminaria logrando una persona honesta y cabal&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;El &lt;i&gt;yo&lt;/i&gt; lo ke keda en el medio , lo ke decide , la persona en si&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;esta idea , se transcribe a la grafica y la literatura como el antiguo eskema de la persona -representada por el mismo , o por la idea ke se tiene de si mismo-  y el diablo de una oreja y el angelito del otro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2203510018542928442?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2203510018542928442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2203510018542928442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2203510018542928442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2203510018542928442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/segun-freud-y-transcripto-por-mi-el-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7373448230736055891</id><published>2007-03-16T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T20:03:51.009-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RftZ_uJwHeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UDq_aj3pKxU/s1600-h/225px-Sigmund_Freud-loc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RftZ_uJwHeI/AAAAAAAAAL4/UDq_aj3pKxU/s400/225px-Sigmund_Freud-loc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042723159026965986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no se si es ke me&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "estan vendiendome de la mala"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-como dijiese jorge bukay a su interlocutor , fantino cuando le pregunto si alguna vez hizo un ritual indio-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;O Freud (FROID) se parece a la pseudo-fusion ke se okasionaria en el kaso de ke viviesemos al estilo dragon ball , entre mi abuelo y mi viejo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;fisicamente hablando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7373448230736055891?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7373448230736055891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-3987422391044409786</id><published>2007-03-16T16:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:28:15.053-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>plaiboy le garpo a gran hermano para ke ppongan a griselda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SON TODOS NARCOS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3987422391044409786?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3987422391044409786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3987422391044409786' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3987422391044409786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3987422391044409786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/plaiboy-le-garpo-gran-hermano-para-ke.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5843431755388425956</id><published>2007-03-16T16:09:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:09:46.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sherlock holmes&lt;br /&gt;el muchacho , se dava con dosis de 7% de merka , le daba al opio y la morfina&lt;br /&gt;y parece ke watson , no era mas ke el tranza del muchachito este..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una locura no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y todos sabemos ke no son habanos lo ke fuma santos .. no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5843431755388425956?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5843431755388425956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5843431755388425956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5843431755388425956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5843431755388425956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/sherlock-holmes-el-muchacho-se-dava-con.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4412156290096287195</id><published>2007-03-16T16:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T16:09:14.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>trenes aviones y colchones&lt;br /&gt;arbolitos y meones&lt;br /&gt;simones kekis y karosos toneladas de arena&lt;br /&gt;me hacen una casa&lt;br /&gt;en el frente&lt;br /&gt;un garage con caca&lt;br /&gt;con dos perros&lt;br /&gt;y una gata&lt;br /&gt;se conecto solcito&lt;br /&gt;avanza avanza avanza un centro&lt;br /&gt;y ronaldo no va a cabezear&lt;br /&gt;adriano tampoco va acabezar&lt;br /&gt;aunke le garpen 1000 mangos no van a cabezear&lt;br /&gt;porke aunke la bocha de una teta no van a cabezear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aunke estees re pakiada yo te kiero dar&lt;br /&gt;vos abrite de gambas ke te doy igual&lt;br /&gt;no te hagas problema yo no kiero fumar&lt;br /&gt;fumatelo todo ke yo te doooooooy igual&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coollchones bahiano jojoooooooooooy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jaja hace cuanto un post de estos no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4412156290096287195?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4412156290096287195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4412156290096287195' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4412156290096287195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4412156290096287195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/trenes-aviones-y-colchones-arbolitos-y.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-8590306368281217109</id><published>2007-03-15T20:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:39:24.884-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A la mierda vieja ,3 horas , pero bueno disenio nuevo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESPERO KE LES GUSTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y sino no espero nada..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ke se yo  toy cansado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hoy pongo una poesia de Tuñon ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI NO TE INTERESA BAJA RAPIDO ke es bastante larguita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"La luna con Gatillo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Raul Gonzales Tuñon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Es preciso que nos entendamos.&lt;br /&gt;Yo hablo de algo seguro y de algo posible.&lt;br /&gt;Seguro es que todos coman&lt;br /&gt;y vivan dignamente&lt;br /&gt;y es posible saber algún día&lt;br /&gt;muchas cosas que hoy ignoramos.&lt;br /&gt;Entonces, es necesario que esto cambie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;El carpintero ha hecho esta mesa&lt;br /&gt;verdaderamente perfecta&lt;br /&gt;donde se inclina la niña dorada&lt;br /&gt;y el celeste padre rezonga.&lt;br /&gt;Un ebanista, un albañil,&lt;br /&gt;un herrero, un zapatero,&lt;br /&gt;también saben lo suyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;El minero baja a la mina,&lt;br /&gt;al fondo de la estrella muerta.&lt;br /&gt;El campesino siembra y siega&lt;br /&gt;la estrella ya resucitada.&lt;br /&gt;Todo sería maravilloso&lt;br /&gt;si cada cual viviera dignamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Un poema no es una mesa,&lt;br /&gt;ni un pan,&lt;br /&gt;ni un muro,&lt;br /&gt;ni una silla,&lt;br /&gt;ni una bota.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Con una mesa,&lt;br /&gt;con un pan,&lt;br /&gt;con un muro,&lt;br /&gt;con una silla,&lt;br /&gt;con una bota,&lt;br /&gt;no se puede cambiar el mundo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Con una carabina,&lt;br /&gt;con un libro,&lt;br /&gt;eso es posible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;¿Comprendéis por qué&lt;br /&gt;el poeta y el soldado&lt;br /&gt;pueden ser una misma cosa?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;He marchado detrás de los obreros lúcidos&lt;br /&gt;y no me arrepiento.&lt;br /&gt;Ellos saben lo que quieren&lt;br /&gt;y yo quiero lo que ellos quieren:&lt;br /&gt;la libertad, bien entendida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;El poeta es siempre poeta&lt;br /&gt;pero es bueno que al fin comprenda&lt;br /&gt;de una manera alegre y terrible&lt;br /&gt;cuánto mejor sería para todos&lt;br /&gt;que esto cambiara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Yo los seguí&lt;br /&gt;y ellos me siguieron.&lt;br /&gt;¡Ahí está la cosa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Cuando haya que lanzar la pólvora&lt;br /&gt;el hombre lanzará la pólvora.&lt;br /&gt;Cuando haya que lanzar el libro&lt;br /&gt;el hombre lanzará el libro.&lt;br /&gt;De la unión de la pólvora y el libro&lt;br /&gt;puede brotar la rosa más pura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Digo al pequeño cura&lt;br /&gt;y al ateo de rebotica&lt;br /&gt;y al ensayista,&lt;br /&gt;al neutral,&lt;br /&gt;al solemne&lt;br /&gt;y al frívolo,&lt;br /&gt;al notario y a la corista,&lt;br /&gt;al buen enterrador,&lt;br /&gt;al silencioso vecino del tercero,&lt;br /&gt;a mi amiga que toca el acordeón:&lt;br /&gt;-Mirad la mosca aplastada&lt;br /&gt;bajo la campana de vidrio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;No quiero ser la mosca aplastada.&lt;br /&gt;Tampoco tengo nada que ver con el mono.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero ser abeja.&lt;br /&gt;No quiero ser únicamente cigarra.&lt;br /&gt;Tampoco tengo nada que ver con el mono.&lt;br /&gt;Yo soy un hombre o quiero ser un verdadero hombre&lt;br /&gt;y no quiero ser, jamás,&lt;br /&gt;una mosca aplastada bajo la campana de vidrio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Ni colmena, ni hormiguero,&lt;br /&gt;no comparéis a los hombres&lt;br /&gt;nada más que con los hombres.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Dadle al hombre todo lo que necesite.&lt;br /&gt;Las pesas para pesar,&lt;br /&gt;las medidas para medir,&lt;br /&gt;el pan ganado altivamente,&lt;br /&gt;la flor del aire,&lt;br /&gt;el dolor auténtico,&lt;br /&gt;la alegría sin una mancha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;Tengo derecho al vino,&lt;br /&gt;al aceite, al Museo,&lt;br /&gt;a la Enciclopedia Británica,&lt;br /&gt;a un lugar en el ómnibus,&lt;br /&gt;a un parque abandonado,&lt;br /&gt;a un muelle,&lt;br /&gt;a una azucena,&lt;br /&gt;a salir,&lt;br /&gt;a quedarme,&lt;br /&gt;a bailar sobre la piel&lt;br /&gt;del Último Hombre Antiguo,&lt;br /&gt;con mi esqueleto nuevo,&lt;br /&gt;cubierto con piel nueva&lt;br /&gt;de hombre flamante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;No puedo cruzarme de brazos&lt;br /&gt;e interrogar ahora al vacío.&lt;br /&gt;Me rodean la indignidad&lt;br /&gt;y el desprecio;&lt;br /&gt;me amenazan la cárcel y el hambre.&lt;br /&gt;¡No me dejaré sobornar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;No. No se puede ser libre enteramente&lt;br /&gt;ni estrictamente digno ahora&lt;br /&gt;cuando el chacal está a la puerta&lt;br /&gt;esperando&lt;br /&gt;que nuestra carne caiga, podrida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;Subiré al cielo,&lt;br /&gt;le pondré gatillo a la luna&lt;br /&gt;y desde arriba fusilaré al mundo,&lt;br /&gt;suavemente,&lt;br /&gt;para que esto cambie de una vez.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-8590306368281217109?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/8590306368281217109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=8590306368281217109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8590306368281217109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/8590306368281217109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-mierda-vieja-3-horas-pero-bueno.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-505698731158881588</id><published>2007-03-15T19:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:00:15.039-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo digo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;digamosle al pepo ke me haga un favor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;yo digo :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;el pepo me hace un favor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pepo dice :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estoy revisando los mails (Dicho con voz de lobo que está ocupado como para perseguir niños)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-505698731158881588?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/505698731158881588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=505698731158881588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/505698731158881588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/505698731158881588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/yo-digo-digamosle-al-pepo-ke-me-haga-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2952024676628565923</id><published>2007-03-15T19:48:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:48:27.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El keki es : EL HIJO DE LA MOMIA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ezequiel "keki" Corbiciero&lt;br /&gt;El Oba&lt;br /&gt;La vieja del keki&lt;br /&gt;con  la actuacion &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;es-pe-cial&lt;/span&gt;  de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;carozo &lt;/span&gt; , como &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Gaston "simon" corbiciero &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; el&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; pitty alvarez&lt;/span&gt;,  como la &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;maigoh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y La mari , como ponchajontas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYKquJwHcI/AAAAAAAAALs/_hpqliwtgNA/s1600-h/elhijodelamomia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYKquJwHcI/AAAAAAAAALs/_hpqliwtgNA/s400/elhijodelamomia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041228561947565506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Estoy hasta las pelotas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2952024676628565923?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2952024676628565923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2952024676628565923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2952024676628565923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2952024676628565923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-keki-es-el-hijo-de-la-momia-ezequiel.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYKquJwHcI/AAAAAAAAALs/_hpqliwtgNA/s72-c/elhijodelamomia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-6626633962968879732</id><published>2007-03-15T19:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:48:08.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;una nota ke da gusto la verdad ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;http://www.clarin.com/diario/2007/02/18/deportes/d-01365874.htm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6626633962968879732?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6626633962968879732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6626633962968879732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6626633962968879732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6626633962968879732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/una-nota-ke-da-gusto-la-verdad.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7722782677290032952</id><published>2007-03-15T19:47:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:47:47.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYAyuJwHbI/AAAAAAAAALk/OhopG5cxIjQ/s1600-h/yoyfranchellafumandofaso.jpg"&gt;Momentos importantes de mi vida :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estarian en el videito de mi pseudo-cumpleanios de 15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYAyuJwHbI/AAAAAAAAALk/OhopG5cxIjQ/s400/yoyfranchellafumandofaso.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041217704270241202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7722782677290032952?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7722782677290032952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7722782677290032952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7722782677290032952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7722782677290032952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/momentos-importantes-de-mi-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfYAyuJwHbI/AAAAAAAAALk/OhopG5cxIjQ/s72-c/yoyfranchellafumandofaso.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-257576214964493200</id><published>2007-03-15T19:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:47:11.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfX8xuJwHaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2QNh9lXQYjc/s1600-h/me+corto+el+polvo.jpg"&gt;Fe de erratas gente , estoy re loco , Donde dice " garchaba" tendria ke decir "garcha &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfX8xuJwHaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2QNh9lXQYjc/s1600-h/me+corto+el+polvo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfX8xuJwHaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2QNh9lXQYjc/s400/me+corto+el+polvo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041213289043860898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volviendo al tema de cortar polvos , una foto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-257576214964493200?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/257576214964493200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=257576214964493200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/257576214964493200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/257576214964493200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/fe-de-erratas-gente-estoy-re-loco-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_pc-UsxViLqQ/RfX8xuJwHaI/AAAAAAAAALc/2QNh9lXQYjc/s72-c/me+corto+el+polvo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-4010656124734511602</id><published>2007-03-15T19:46:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:46:51.883-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mi hermano hace un rato llamo al viru viru de aka del barrio , porke le estaban tirando la goma a un flaco en la eskina, adentro de un auto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yo te digo , me viene el viru viru a sakar un vino , y lo eskupo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IMAGINATE SI ME VIENE A CORTAR UN POLVO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dejemosnos de joder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dejemos de cortar polvos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4010656124734511602?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4010656124734511602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4010656124734511602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4010656124734511602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4010656124734511602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/mi-hermano-hace-un-rato-llamo-al-viru.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7731839187577712066</id><published>2007-03-15T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:46:29.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Me dijieron por msn :&lt;br /&gt;desafio actimel: sabias que la pija tiene todos los nutrientes que tu cuerpo necesita?? leche carne y huevos... no te comerias una ahora????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lo ke konteste :&lt;br /&gt;claro , como no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi rival , en esa encrucijada verbal , kedo atonito , seguramente era homofobico&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo ke el no sabia , es ke le estaba ofreciendo un pene a una persona muy segura de sus preferencias sexuales , reivindicandolas , ya que ese mismo dia mas temprano , la puse&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7731839187577712066?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7731839187577712066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7731839187577712066' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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es el papa de la religion de los pelotudos)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se ponen celosos , bah , experimentan por primera vez , la sensacion esa , cuando sabes ke hay alguien mas pelotudo ke vos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si hay algo mas estupido ke un programa Farandulero (Lero lero) es el resultado de meter 10 personas pelotudas en una casita de puta madre , encerrarlos y meterles un tumbero un puto y una gorda ke tiene una cancion de cumbia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por cierto , "osito" esta en una guerra con  la gorda ke le tiraba la goma al cantante de supermerk2&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;br /&gt;Hay Hay Hay , Hay lugar para otra mas , Asi gritaba la Gordaaaaaaa y yo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no daba mas :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hasta dentro de un rato&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6081580093881911327?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6081580093881911327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6081580093881911327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6081580093881911327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6081580093881911327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/cuando-se-produce-el-fenomeno-gran.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-1277234066332735753</id><published>2007-03-15T19:44:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:44:38.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>y bueno , se hizo esperar pero aka estamos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nuevo slogan ..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 204, 51);"&gt;"Visita el blog de musa , y baila como un gran hermano"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Www.musarley.tK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un pokito de locura :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayer fue el dia en el que la droga visito la canaleta de mi casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si , asi es , tuve marihuana en el techo de mi casa toda la noche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer , tambien fue el dia en el que aprendi a tocar el bombon de los palmeras con la armonica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ya fue , toy re loco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1277234066332735753?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1277234066332735753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1277234066332735753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1277234066332735753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;dios mio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un chiste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un hombre le da 5.000 pesos a 3 mujeres , y segun conke lo gasten elije con cual casarse -... no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y bueh , la primera le dice&lt;br /&gt;-lo gaste en ropa para vos, bichi , asi cuando te vean en la calle digan , ke elegante ese hombre!-&lt;br /&gt;bueno guacha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y bueh , va con la segunda y esta le dice ,&lt;br /&gt;-lo gaste en ropa para mi mi amor , asi cuando te vean en la calle conmigo digan ke andas con una mujer muy elegante-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y bueeeeeh , va con la tercera, y le dice&lt;br /&gt;-no lo gaste mi amor , lo guarde, para tenerlo , aveeeeer si algun dia pasa algooo y bueh ya esta la platita-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SABEUSTEh con cual se kasa?&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;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;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;se casa con la ke tenga mejor culo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chau hasta maniana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-1932837406578788515?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/1932837406578788515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=1932837406578788515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/1932837406578788515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la vida no es la salud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me kagaria la  vida  si teniendo ganas de fumarme ese cigarrillo no lo fumara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir es disfrutar&lt;br /&gt;y vida es eso ke disfrutas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-801316729883346336?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/801316729883346336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=801316729883346336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/801316729883346336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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seguro , ke nunca me va a dejar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUTA!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-*-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hasta ke falta , no hace falta.&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/34709262-6106158809449328463?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6106158809449328463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6106158809449328463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6106158809449328463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6106158809449328463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/veces-creo-ke-si-ella-no-estubiera.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-309093635957877006</id><published>2007-03-15T19:42:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:42:25.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la sociedad humana formada como hoy en dia se complementa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dia a dia me doy cuenta que todos somos parte de solo una cosa , y esa cosa es la vida de cada uno de nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;de cierta forma, y sin quererlo todos estamos conectados , casi como un efecto mariposa&lt;br /&gt;todo lo que haga una persona por mas que no la conozcas , puede llegar a modificarte&lt;br /&gt;el humor de las personas es uno solo. todos nos relacionamos , y de esa forma , nos conectamos, nos unimos sin quererlo y siendo yo , y tal vez algunos mas los unicos que lo sabemos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El rencor , el odio y todo eso vuelve.&lt;br /&gt;Vivimos en un mundo tan grande pero tan conectado a la vez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todo. pero todo lo que hagas vuelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asi que de cierta forma ,  por mas ke no nos conozcamos , influenciamos y modificamos la vida de los demas ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por lo tanto&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivir feliz , es un circulo vicioso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivamos cada momento, y ya dije komo hay ke vivir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chau&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-34709262.post-437956198592880385</id><published>2007-03-15T19:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:42:11.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/lodeloschips.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/400/lodeloschips.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-437956198592880385?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/437956198592880385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=437956198592880385' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/437956198592880385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/437956198592880385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-5550646998084910037</id><published>2007-03-15T19:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:41:43.886-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cuando bajo/subo en una escalera mecanica , y llego al final* (la partecita de abajo de todo) Me viene a la cabeza la frase&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;- Listo el Pollo -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;[ver figura 1]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/asd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/400/asd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otro tema , ema : (??) --&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;no se, pero rima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cmo la mueven los redondos!&lt;br /&gt;***********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Otro tema ema:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ningun otro tema&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lean frases de facundo cabral.... muyyyyy buenas&lt;br /&gt;si fuera cararrota , las pondria aka a mi nombre :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chauche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-5550646998084910037?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/5550646998084910037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=5550646998084910037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5550646998084910037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/5550646998084910037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/cuando-bajosubo-en-una-escalera.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7462019970036911481</id><published>2007-03-15T19:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:41:01.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La marihuana no es legal por motivos economicos , no por motivos de salud publica ni de indole social. Hoy por hoy se pueden encontrar drogas mucho mas peligrosas , entendiendo por peligrosas el solo echo de que consumiendolas , se puede llegar a una sobredosis , ya que , por ejemplo , con la planta del floripondio (usada de ejemplo porke tengo arboles de la misma a solo 2 cuadras de mi casa) la dosis letal esta separada de la dosis normal por unos pocos miligramos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a los hechos , la cannabis sativa No causa cancer , y no afecta gravemente a la salud , en su estado puro , no se puede llegar a la sobredosis fumandola , solo ingiriendola por la via oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En los paises en los que se encuentra "Legalizada" se prohibe su consumo en lugares publicos ... tal vez por la salud publica? ... suelo ver colectivos despidiendo nubes de carbono puro , y en mi colegio no hay gas , evoco estas dos cosas para mostrar que mi salud pulmonar se ve mas afectada por el transporte publico y por la educacion publica que por que algun pibe se fume un faso en alguna plaza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habiendo dejado en claro , que luego de que me informe de algunas cosas , me parece que la marihuana no afecta la salud publica , pero si , enriquece al estado. Si el estado quisiera cortar el narcotrafico que dia a dia nutre a esta "subcultura de las drogas" se podria, diciendo que esta afirmacion es remotamente correcta, la unica respuesta que nos queda es que el estado esta ligado al narcotrafico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"La legalizacion es posible , pero la prohibicion es negocio"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7462019970036911481?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7462019970036911481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7462019970036911481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7462019970036911481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7462019970036911481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-marihuana-no-es-legal-por-motivos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7560614820809445364</id><published>2007-03-15T19:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:40:21.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://kennyvelez.com/images/illustration/mariobed.jpg"&gt;viste ? miralo a mario .. alta turra se comio&lt;br /&gt;no como luigi,,, todos sabemos lo ke hace luigi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://kennyvelez.com/images/illustration/mariobed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me encanta hacer mierda todos los ladrillitos , cuando me inyecto el honguito en el mario y me hago mas grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nos vemos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7560614820809445364?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7560614820809445364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7560614820809445364' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7560614820809445364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7560614820809445364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/viste-miralo-mario.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4681578043273136773</id><published>2007-03-15T19:38:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:38:47.908-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>digamos la verdad , tenemos dibujitos animados gay , o por lo menos kon atributos o sobreentendimientos de contenido sexual ( ej . MANUELITA la TORTUGA)&lt;br /&gt;pero esto es demasiado , un pajaro ke se llama petete y un bicho echo de paja , ke se muestra muy festivo ante la entrada de petete.. ke tambien esta feliz , y le mira el bulto&lt;br /&gt;por favor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/joseviruete/caratulas/trapito.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 200px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://www.geocities.com/joseviruete/caratulas/trapito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4681578043273136773?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4681578043273136773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4681578043273136773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4681578043273136773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4681578043273136773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/digamos-la-verdad-tenemos-dibujitos.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6971094610602609673</id><published>2007-03-15T19:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:38:26.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>una foto mia de cuando me explote un granito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dryiceinfo.com/Pictures/dry%20ice%20bomb%20injury.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left; width: 200px;" alt="" src="http://www.dryiceinfo.com/Pictures/dry%20ice%20bomb%20injury.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6971094610602609673?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6971094610602609673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6971094610602609673' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6971094610602609673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6971094610602609673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/una-foto-mia-de-cuando-me-explote-un.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4984377321513019940</id><published>2007-03-15T19:37:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:37:41.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la onda es ke al andrade-movil le faltaban unos anillos -vaya uno a saber ke parte se llamara anillo-&lt;br /&gt;a lo ke gesto , kasi rematando kontesta&lt;br /&gt;-Un anillo para hacer arrancar el auto-&lt;br /&gt;al mejor estilo senior de los anillos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;directo el pibe.. nos v317705&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4984377321513019940?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4984377321513019940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4984377321513019940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4984377321513019940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4984377321513019940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-onda-es-ke-al-andrade-movil-le.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4091488749479761560</id><published>2007-03-15T19:37:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:00:29.244-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;El domingo en un club de Burzaco se escucho :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;"QUE LO OPEREN PERO NO ES HERNIA&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Beto, "El paraguayo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osea , operalo, cagalo cortando, pero no es hernia!!&lt;br /&gt;Como me mate de risa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;otro tema...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi vieja me mata, nunca sabe un carajo  y despues me dice drogadicto a mi :&lt;br /&gt;La cito textualmente :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-ayer&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt; [No se]&lt;/span&gt; que programa estaban dando y salio, &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[ vistes ese cartelito?]&lt;/span&gt; y decia &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;[Como que...]&lt;/span&gt; empezaba el miercoles a las 22 &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[O a las 23]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca sabe, con exactitud, una mierda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osea, sintetizando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ayer no sabia en que programa miraba y salia un cartel que no te puede explicar, que le daba a entender que empezaba a una hora, que no recuerda cual es, por las dudas no te jugues porque capas que estas una hora atrasado o una hora adelantado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que locura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Asi que posteare algo mas y me ire a fumar y tirarme en mi pieza, junto al calido humo, apoyado contra el comodo algodon y abrazado por el salvaje sonido de la banda fm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-4091488749479761560?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4091488749479761560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4091488749479761560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4091488749479761560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4091488749479761560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/el-domingo-en-un-club-de-burzaco-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-9100958924774324993</id><published>2007-03-15T19:36:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:36:45.435-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/DSCF8201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/200/DSCF8201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;La vida sin camel ... seria solo un error&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ke ricos ke son!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Saludos (muy turcos)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-9100958924774324993?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/9100958924774324993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=9100958924774324993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/9100958924774324993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/9100958924774324993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-vida-sin-camel.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2379992121302499928</id><published>2007-03-15T19:36:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:36:19.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Alesandra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;tu sesologa&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/CH043_0204_221404.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/200/CH043_0204_221404.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ke forma de robar por dios ...&lt;br /&gt;para colmo en el programa komo ke invitan minas (ke se konvierten en invitadas) y siempre ke van como ke se re copan kon esto de la putez y salen con carita de&lt;em&gt; - uhy mi vagina esta feliz -&lt;/em&gt; o , &lt;em&gt;- soy re liberal-&lt;/em&gt; etc.etc.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;Saludos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2379992121302499928?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2379992121302499928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2379992121302499928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2379992121302499928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2379992121302499928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/alesandra-tu-sesologa-ke-forma-de-robar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2171840441400542468</id><published>2007-03-15T19:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:36:00.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/DSCF8175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/320/DSCF8175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dos es mejor ke uno , les escribo desde la pantalla chikita y chateo por la grande&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gracias DoGor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2171840441400542468?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2171840441400542468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2171840441400542468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2171840441400542468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2171840441400542468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/dos-es-mejor-ke-uno-les-escribo-desde.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-6981649426942024289</id><published>2007-03-15T19:34:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:35:29.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vieron las propagandas de javon en polvo (sisi , esas en las ke trabaja Giannola) bueno vieron tambien ke cuando la mina dice su marca de jabon en polvo lo censuran ? a veces imagino ke en vez de decir la marca del javon en polvo dicen :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Puto!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Ke te importa la concha de tu hermana?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Se llama anda a cagar &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;p&gt;seria gracioso ...&lt;/p&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/1600/NOLOSE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5040/2293/400/NOLOSE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ME PREGUNTEN  porke karajo julian weich es negro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6981649426942024289?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6981649426942024289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6981649426942024289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6981649426942024289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6981649426942024289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/vieron-las-propagandas-de-javon-en.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-440013601392656992</id><published>2007-03-15T19:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:34:28.784-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.cualquiera.com.ar/espectaculos/angelina-jolie-2.html"&gt;http://www.cualquiera.com.ar/espectaculos/angelina-jolie-2.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esto es una mina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-440013601392656992?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/440013601392656992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=440013601392656992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/440013601392656992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/440013601392656992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-4274413446191243083</id><published>2007-03-15T19:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:31:31.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;La vida sin camel . seria un error&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teorias estupidas sobre comidas sociales y las cosas ke estas ocasionan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vas a lo de tu tia a comer empanadas BUENAS ... se te acerka tu tia y te dice&lt;br /&gt;-toma- acercandote un plato repleto de empanaditas de carne ...&lt;br /&gt;ves una .. ke sobresale por su POBRE repulgue y la aparecion de huellas digitales y pelos en la masa&lt;br /&gt;la miras .. te mira tu tia y te dice&lt;br /&gt;-ah me olvide , esa la hizo tu primita . cometela-&lt;br /&gt;la comes , previo a eso sakaste los pelos y el pedazo de plastilina&lt;br /&gt;mordes y gracias el repulgue porongo ese sale volando un chorro .. kasi un pedazo de aceite y te pega en el ojo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-y lo unico ke pensas - PENDEJA DE MIERDAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh&lt;br /&gt;pero .. es la familia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonus track : mac donalds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensemos ke tu vida hizo un giro monumental , y en unos anios tenes .. hasta.. UNA FAMILIA !!&lt;br /&gt;sisi ! casado con una mujer y CON UN HIJO!&lt;br /&gt;osea .. HASTA LA PUSISTE !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sisi todo muy lindo , hasta ke la bruja te hace llevarlo a comer al macdonalds&lt;br /&gt;ni bien llegan . fuera de ke sabes , te va a salir minimo 80 mangos darle de comer al crio&lt;br /&gt;el pendejo pide una cajita feliz ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAJITA FELIZ :&lt;br /&gt;contiene&lt;br /&gt;. juguete &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;(una gadorcha , ke siempre termina cubierto de plastilina adentro de una bolsa consorcio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. papas o algo parecido&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt; (increiblemente , las papas son redondas y estas cositas miden todas lo mismo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. una hamburguesa&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(en realidad es un pedazo de encia de vaka , pikado con algo parecido al pan)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);font-size:85%;" &gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;acabas por comprarselo .. no solo ke el pendejo no come lo poco ke podria comer , sino ke no lo come gracias al juguete de mierda ke viene adjunto a este .. GR&lt;/span&gt;AN COMBO ... cuak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;discusion familiar de por medio (el pibito de pone a llorar y kedas como un forro frente a toda persona adentro del establecimiento) lo haces comer esa gadorcha , lo deja por la mitad y te dice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;-papi me kiero ir al pelotero-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;te vas . gastaste 50 mangos el pibe no comio nada y para colmo le tenes ke komprar esos heladitos porke tiene calor..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);font-size:85%;" &gt;--------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;conclusion y bardeada :&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Senior mcdonald:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;si yo kiero ke el pelotudo de mi hijo tenga un juguete lo mando a la jugueteria ... y si kiero ke haga ejercision lo llevo a la plaza y ke se juegue un fulbito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;manga&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;de&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);"&gt;forros..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;saludos .. totales&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/34709262-4274413446191243083?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/4274413446191243083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=4274413446191243083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4274413446191243083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/4274413446191243083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/x-la-vida-sin-camel.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3493371956053496989</id><published>2007-03-15T19:27:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:27:44.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mierda ke paso el tiempo... hace meses ke no actualizaba esta cosita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y bueno   , para no perder la costumbre ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ayer , sonie ke el mundo se cagaba (lease rompia , akababa , terminaba etc.) llenandose de agua.&lt;br /&gt;cuando el agua llego a 3 mts aprox . le dije a mis viejos - porke karajo el gobierno no nos da un buke -&lt;br /&gt;y me dijieron maleducado (??)&lt;br /&gt;ni bien terminan de decir eso , me llama ....&lt;br /&gt;me llama...&lt;br /&gt;no se si decirlo...&lt;br /&gt;me llama marcelo tinelli (??) para ke valla al programa de el ... y yo iva y estaba una pibita de ingles y uno mas ke no se kien era ... la onda es ke se ponen a cantar y yo le digo - Marce (????WTF????) yo no canto .. cuento chistes -&lt;br /&gt;y "marce" me dice - bueno oki doki - sin embargo termina de decirme eso . y me voy a la mierda ... llego a un bunker o algo por el estilo , con vitu keki los pibes , todos ... estaban todos embolados .. yo habro la mochila .. y no solo tenia como 70 masos de cartas para truco , sino ke tenia , facil, 5 cartones de camel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y ahi , como siempre me despierta mi vieja ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;si soÃ±aramos mucho tiempo .. no seria lo mismo ke vivir?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;kien te dice ... ke esto es un suenio ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;:-O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;los ke me konocen saben ke amo decir eso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salutes .. totales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coffe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3493371956053496989?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3493371956053496989/comments/default' title='Post 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-933374828308157044</id><published>2007-03-15T19:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T17:53:03.309-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tube un sueño...&lt;br /&gt;Como siempre en el medio del agua estaba...&lt;br /&gt;pero la curiosidad fue :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;uhy me da verguenza!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;SOÑE QUE VITU ME CAMBIBA EL DISEÑO DEL BLOG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-933374828308157044?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-793433147453862102</id><published>2007-03-15T19:26:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:26:59.138-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>La gente "comun" en vez de decir :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primero y Principal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dice :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Primero En Principal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y kreo ke con el apuro tambien se transforma en :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PRIMERO-IN-PRINCIPAL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-793433147453862102?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/793433147453862102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=793433147453862102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/793433147453862102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/793433147453862102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/la-gente-comun-en-vez-de-decir-primero.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-2644727999247895782</id><published>2007-03-15T19:26:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:26:36.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>paco vs mariguana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3er tiempo&lt;br /&gt;Finoli finoli ke sa la pasa a papeliyo , papeliyo levanta el filtro y lo ve a tukera , centro y gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8o tiempo&lt;br /&gt;porron ke sale jugando una falta violenta de encendor  tiro libre  es pateado por  pipa&lt;br /&gt;ke hace un centro humarexso ke sale tosiendo hacia la chala  ke lamentable estaba en orsayi  , ke locuraaaaaaaaaa no? [UU]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-2644727999247895782?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/2644727999247895782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=2644727999247895782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2644727999247895782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/2644727999247895782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/paco-vs-mariguana-3er-tiempo-finoli.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34709262.post-6573012508049194293</id><published>2007-03-15T19:21:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:26:10.132-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Este post es el remix de 3 post del blog viejo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo unico bueno de casados con hijos es guille (guille franchella)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peor ke&lt;/span&gt; no tener cigarrillos es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;no tener fuego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Peor ke&lt;/span&gt; no tomar nada , es &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tomar 1 sola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero peor ke eso es :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keriendo tomar , comprar 10&lt;br /&gt;y no tener puchos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Realmente banfield me estas rompiendo las pelotas excesivamente , incluidas todas tus panaderias de mierda ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osea nunca hay churros con dulce no hay pan ,son una cagada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argentina de mierda , te teenes ke ir a mardel para comprar churros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-6573012508049194293?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/6573012508049194293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=6573012508049194293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6573012508049194293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/6573012508049194293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/este-post-es-el-remix-de-3-post-del.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3897549722763228027</id><published>2007-03-15T19:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:02:16.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Al cafe, y al churrasco, yo nunca les hago asco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Pero si me da asko, el sushi y a todo lo que masco-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A veces tomo mate, con galletitas de salvado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;-Y te digo la verdad me siento malvado-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Porque los biscochitos de grasa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;siempre van a entrar en mi corazon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;en mi cabeza, en mi mochila o debajo de mi colchon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OH BISCOCHITOS DE GRASA , "GRASA" por existir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&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/34709262-3897549722763228027?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3897549722763228027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3897549722763228027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3897549722763228027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3897549722763228027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/al-cafe-y-al-churrasko-yo-nunca-les.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-3233481763470413613</id><published>2007-03-15T19:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:20:35.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Toda esa gente kon pasta de kampeon&lt;br /&gt;Toda esa gente ke a nadie le kae mal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke no se van bien a cagar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda esa gente ke nunca pierde&lt;br /&gt;Toda esa gente a la ke no le importa ganar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porke no se van bien a cagar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toda esa gente ke vive sentada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toda esa gente ke tiene una mano atas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;esos encerio .. porke no iran a cagar?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;honores a la accion y al efecto de cagar !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cagar con mucha mierda adentro , es como raskarse cuando pican los huevos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-3233481763470413613?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/3233481763470413613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=3233481763470413613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3233481763470413613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/3233481763470413613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/toda-esa-gente-kon-pasta-de-kampeon.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-7369525649077288493</id><published>2007-03-15T19:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:19:30.245-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA&lt;br /&gt;SOY SON GOUKU LOS VENGA LA SALVAR DE MAJIN BU&lt;br /&gt;MAJUBMO ES AMIGO DE TUSAN Y TIENEN AMBOS MUCHO PODER&lt;br /&gt;AL USTEDES NO SABER PEGAR YO REY INDIO PANAMERICANO LES VENGO A A VISA KE YO LOS SALBARE&lt;br /&gt;PJH SILPAPRE&lt;br /&gt;BUIENO&lt;br /&gt;AHOAR OSY SCHICHI&lt;br /&gt;LES KIRO DECIRO KE GOHAN TIENE UN OPBORBLEMA DE SEXUALIDAD Y OPROTOTA&lt;br /&gt;Y NO GARCHAR CON PICOSLO Y CON PICACUH&lt;br /&gt;PERO P VA A PELEAR CON LA MINITA DEL MSN KE TE DICE CHAU feo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHO NO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHICHIC COMO SABES ESO&lt;br /&gt;eso lo dice kkrikil&lt;br /&gt;MO YnO NOTEVOY A DECIR PUTO PELADO TIRACOMG}&lt;br /&gt;CHICHI&lt;br /&gt;Y GOHAN SALTA Y DICE&gt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH LOCO ME CHUPA LA PIBA Y VOY T SHEN LOB&lt;br /&gt;Y XSAKLTA LA NATA Y Le DE EHHH LLOOOOCO LA CONCHA DE TUMADREEEE&lt;br /&gt;PERO ANTES DE TERMINA SUI FRASE&lt;br /&gt;SALTO CHARLY ACOMPANIADO POR LOS MAMBRU Y DIJIERON&lt;br /&gt;EH PICOLOA LA CONCHA DE TU MADRE YAMBIEN PORKE LA CONCHA DETU GOTA EHH VOS ENCIMA DE KE SOS VERDE TENES CUERNO KE SO UN HUMANO O UN CARACOL O KISAS UN GUSANITO DE ESO BRASILEROS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUENO AHI TERMINA EL CAPITU LO DHOY&lt;br /&gt;EN EL PROXIMO CAPITULO PICOLO FURIOSOPORKE S ELO KOJIO FRIZER EH LE VA A PEGAR A GOHAN PARA ASI ROmPERLE EL TUJE Y SI Y LA CARA PERO GOHAN KE ENTRENO EN EL MUNDO DE DISNEY COMO PELEAR LE HIZO UN PODER ENIGMATICA LLAMADO : "PARED DE ENSALADA RUSA" SOLO NECESITA 1ki Y YO TENGO 1.4&lt;br /&gt;ASIO KE SE VAN TODOS A CAGAR&lt;br /&gt;AGUaNTE LA MAYONESA&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chau chau chau chuauuu&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-7369525649077288493?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/feeds/7369525649077288493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34709262&amp;postID=7369525649077288493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7369525649077288493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34709262/posts/default/7369525649077288493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://matimusa.blogspot.com/2007/03/hola-soy-son-gouku-los-venga-la-salvar.html' title=''/><author><name>Dario Gaston Musante</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01192588452541653543</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-34709262.post-9162506268007074575</id><published>2007-03-15T19:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T19:18:39.651-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El primero a veces es el mejor , y otras veces , es el mas vacio en este caso , lamento descepcionarlos , pero me refiero al segundo caso&lt;br /&gt;digamos ke son las 6  menos 10 ... desde las 4 maso menos ke estoy kon esto&lt;br /&gt;lo unico ke kiero&lt;br /&gt;es&lt;br /&gt;CAFE&lt;br /&gt;nada mas&lt;br /&gt;dios mio&lt;br /&gt;la puta madre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cafeina . alquitran , naftalina , ke diferencia hay?&lt;br /&gt;por suerte me kedan cigarros , el dia ke me ponga a aspirar naftalina les digo&lt;br /&gt;(para hacer cafe me tengo ke parar, y si me paro, es para irme a la cama)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;. Tras mover el cuello lanzo la teoria de ke tengo chaskibooms entre la cabeza y el cuello&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me estoy muriendo mas rapido de lo normal che! si sigo asi , para pasado maniana pierdo la movilidad de alguna de las 2 piernas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;escuchar a ese primer pajarito ke kanta a esta hora , ke rara sensacion , kreo ke solo los madrugadores me entenderian&lt;br /&gt;la misma sensacion de cuando pasan a juntar la basura , solo ke esta segunda tambien se puede confundir con sensacion de higiene o con el tiempo , de perdida , si es ke se te callo algo de valor en la basura&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nada mas para decir&lt;br /&gt;solo hasta maniana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34709262-9162506268007074575?l=matimusa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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