<?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-2730324167863023623</id><updated>2011-08-17T23:58:52.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MANDA PRO HUMBERTO</title><subtitle type='html'>Humberto Gessinger não precisa. Humberto sabe usar as palavras, o grande criador de frases do Engenheiros do Hawaii. Humberto é poeta.

Mas mesmo assim, Manda pro Humberto!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>17</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-3674053422072709786</id><published>2008-07-28T12:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-28T12:02:20.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>EXTRA !!!</title><content type='html'>+ Humberto Gessinger anunciou recentemente o recesso por tempo indeterminado do grupo ENGENHEIROS DO HAWAII no site oficial da banda. O músico se dedicará à dupla POUCA VOGAL, recém-formada por ele com Duca Leindecker, vocalista do CIDADÃO QUEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retirado de: http://www.portalrockpress.com.br/modules.php?name=News&amp;amp;file=article&amp;amp;sid=2803&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver o que o nosso Poeta nos reserva...&lt;br /&gt;POUCA VOGAL... O nome já tem a cara do Humberto...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-3674053422072709786?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/3674053422072709786/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=3674053422072709786' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3674053422072709786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3674053422072709786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/07/extra.html' title='EXTRA !!!'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-2408924696980253657</id><published>2008-06-18T16:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T16:28:57.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ninguém volta feliz da europa\uma música parisiense, um clima londrino\ouço a chuva batendo na laje\gostar de alguém é como uma religião"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SFmZ-ge6itI/AAAAAAAAABc/FJGajXY8TxM/s1600-h/he%2301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213367342808599250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SFmZ-ge6itI/AAAAAAAAABc/FJGajXY8TxM/s400/he%2301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt; precisava esvaziar as minhas anotações, sabe?&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/2730324167863023623-2408924696980253657?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/2408924696980253657/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=2408924696980253657' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2408924696980253657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2408924696980253657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/ningum-volta-feliz-da-europauma-msica.html' title='&quot;ninguém volta feliz da europa\uma música parisiense, um clima londrino\ouço a chuva batendo na laje\gostar de alguém é como uma religião&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SFmZ-ge6itI/AAAAAAAAABc/FJGajXY8TxM/s72-c/he%2301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-2548206383535395957</id><published>2008-06-03T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T18:05:06.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gessinger Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEXqL83wIsI/AAAAAAAAABM/MigM-XrGy-g/s1600-h/gessinger.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207826035163275970" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEXqL83wIsI/AAAAAAAAABM/MigM-XrGy-g/s400/gessinger.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/gessingerday"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;http://twitter.com/gessingerday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;, um twitter - coisa q eu ainda estou tentando entender oq é - em homenagem ao nosso muso, com o intuito de postar suas frases célebres. aqui do nosso lado, criamos novas frases célebres para ele. será q a gente troca figurinha com esses caras?&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/2730324167863023623-2548206383535395957?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/2548206383535395957/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=2548206383535395957' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2548206383535395957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2548206383535395957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/gessinger-day.html' title='Gessinger Day'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</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/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEXqL83wIsI/AAAAAAAAABM/MigM-XrGy-g/s72-c/gessinger.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-6969422485683185810</id><published>2008-06-03T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:59:17.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tendia a paixões perniciosas"</title><content type='html'>Do tipo que dá um tapa na cara antes de receber um ramalhete de rosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um talento nas Artes Marciais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-6969422485683185810?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/6969422485683185810/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=6969422485683185810' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6969422485683185810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6969422485683185810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/tendia-paixes-perniciosas.html' title='&quot;Tendia a paixões perniciosas&quot;'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-7374097239543636380</id><published>2008-06-03T08:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-03T10:02:14.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"ela era a minha dama da baldeação\o meu corcel negro\JE-SU-IS!\É O BONDE DO HUMBÃO!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEVpPEKoOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r-fhW5CNUQ0/s1600-h/nhe+%2335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207684251661121634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEVpPEKoOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r-fhW5CNUQ0/s400/nhe+%2335.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;a musicalidade do Humba é mto rica, ele já produziu New Wave, Ska e Rock Experimental... pq não um 'Funk Gauchão'? será q o Humba pega metrô?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S.: cara, como eu amo essa mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-7374097239543636380?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/7374097239543636380/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=7374097239543636380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/7374097239543636380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/7374097239543636380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/ela-era-minha-dama-da-baldeaoo-meu.html' title='&quot;ela era a minha dama da baldeação\o meu corcel negro\JE-SU-IS!\É O BONDE DO HUMBÃO!&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEVpPEKoOGI/AAAAAAAAAA8/r-fhW5CNUQ0/s72-c/nhe+%2335.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-3129274757090121030</id><published>2008-06-02T14:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:28:07.644-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"a morte dos inocentes para alimentar pecadores\a carne plastificada à venda nos varejos\varejeiras"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SERlqysc-RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zGGeA8LgVUE/s1600-h/nhe+%2334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207398854984268050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SERlqysc-RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zGGeA8LgVUE/s400/nhe+%2334.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; inspirado pelo slogan de uma transportadora de bois.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2730324167863023623-3129274757090121030?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/3129274757090121030/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=3129274757090121030' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3129274757090121030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3129274757090121030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/morte-dos-inocentes-para-alimentar.html' title='&quot;a morte dos inocentes para alimentar pecadores\a carne plastificada à venda nos varejos\varejeiras&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</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/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SERlqysc-RI/AAAAAAAAAA0/zGGeA8LgVUE/s72-c/nhe+%2334.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-4057096245182487812</id><published>2008-06-02T14:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T14:24:43.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"humba-humba-humba-hey!"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;seria uma mensagem subliminar pró-Humba na banheira do Gugu?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-4057096245182487812?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/4057096245182487812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=4057096245182487812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4057096245182487812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4057096245182487812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/humba-humba-humba-hey.html' title='&quot;humba-humba-humba-hey!&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</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-2730324167863023623.post-2687998465359247907</id><published>2008-06-02T10:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:23:39.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Hoje pode ser um dia importante pra ela. Ou pra mim!"</title><content type='html'>Nada como se adiantar aos acontecimentos da vida.&lt;br /&gt;Humberto sempre poeta, sempre ferramenteiro das palavras sabe bem disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Humberto, coloca essa frase em um refrão daqueles de tirar o fôlego?&lt;br /&gt;Coloca?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-2687998465359247907?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/2687998465359247907/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=2687998465359247907' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2687998465359247907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/2687998465359247907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/hoje-pode-ser-um-dia-importante-pra-ela.html' title='&quot;Hoje pode ser um dia importante pra ela. Ou pra mim!&quot;'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-6857449970795542076</id><published>2008-06-02T10:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T10:10:16.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Trocou o amor da sua vida por uma taça de vinho e uma boa cantada."</title><content type='html'>Não sei que é o verdadeiro autor dessa frase, mas ela me disse muita coisa. Afinal, quem nunca trocou um grande amor por uma cantada barata? Tem gente por aí que se lembra de amores do passado, mas nem sabe quem eles são. Um brinde!&lt;br /&gt;O Humba faria uma bela poesia com o tema. Eu adorei.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-6857449970795542076?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/6857449970795542076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=6857449970795542076' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6857449970795542076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6857449970795542076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/06/trocou-o-amor-da-sua-vida-por-uma-taa.html' title='&quot;Trocou o amor da sua vida por uma taça de vinho e uma boa cantada.&quot;'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-3401718674460735162</id><published>2008-05-31T08:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T09:40:57.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"todo rato quer dominar o mundo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206569004061802850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEFy7HGpwWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SFUB65Cf7is/s400/nhe+%2331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;o Ben ganhou uma música do Michael Jackson, o Topo Gigio caprichava no sotaque italiano, tinha aquele q mandava a gente lavar o pé... já o Mickey mostra o peitinho! e todos eles só pensam numa coisa: a conquista mundial. o Mickey foi o q chegou mais perto (ele usa luvas, é um rato limpinho). se ele não andasse por aí rodeado de seguranças o tempo todo, o Cérebro já teria enterrado uma bala no seu olho. mas oq rola com o Cérebro é q ele é o pior tipo de imbecil q existe no mundo. aquele tipo q anda com um outro imbecil do lado, só pra poder culpá-lo pelas coisas q dão errado nos seus planos idiotas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;NO HAPPY ENDINGS #31&lt;br /&gt;mais ratos: &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Album.aspx?uid=5373202410879202628&amp;amp;aid=1"&gt;http://www.orkut.com/Album.aspx?uid=5373202410879202628&amp;amp;aid=1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/Album.aspx?uid=5373202410879202628&amp;amp;aid=1"&gt;&lt;/a&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/2730324167863023623-3401718674460735162?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/3401718674460735162/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=3401718674460735162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3401718674460735162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3401718674460735162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/todo-rato-quer-dominar-o-mundo.html' title='&quot;todo rato quer dominar o mundo&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SEFy7HGpwWI/AAAAAAAAAAs/SFUB65Cf7is/s72-c/nhe+%2331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-3562402411272585717</id><published>2008-05-30T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:53:11.517-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabobró.</title><content type='html'>Ouvi falar loucura vem de berço&lt;br /&gt;Camarão bom é nascido em cabrobó&lt;br /&gt;A bebida é coisa que vira cirrose&lt;br /&gt;E o cérebro derrete quando alguém cheira loló&lt;br /&gt;Meu pai falava prá eu andar sempre na linha&lt;br /&gt;Só transa com camisinha prás "muié" não engravidar&lt;br /&gt;Lança perfume sustentava os meus neurônios&lt;br /&gt;Eu descobri que Steinhaeger com cerveja&lt;br /&gt;Faz pirar&lt;br /&gt;Só não vacilo brow&lt;br /&gt;A natureza é implacável&lt;br /&gt;Se o cara nasce mané&lt;br /&gt;Cresce mané&lt;br /&gt;Morre mané, mané&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns entenderam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S - A Banda chama Tianastácia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-3562402411272585717?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/3562402411272585717/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=3562402411272585717' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3562402411272585717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/3562402411272585717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/cabobr.html' title='Cabobró.'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-9190179105691984470</id><published>2008-05-30T10:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T10:37:04.528-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vento Ventania.</title><content type='html'>Me deixe cavalgar nos seus desatinos, nas revoadas, redemoinhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, é do Bruno. Quem é Bruno? É aquele cara que usa tiarinha, do Biquini Cavadão.&lt;br /&gt;Ele é só mais um aspirante, mas tem algumas composições dignas de Humberto, e achei de bom tom citá-lo neste blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-9190179105691984470?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/9190179105691984470/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=9190179105691984470' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/9190179105691984470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/9190179105691984470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/vento-ventania.html' title='Vento Ventania.'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-4954664010621084243</id><published>2008-05-29T08:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T08:38:15.457-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Essa música me faz lembrar um amor do passado.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SD7NmnGpwVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jYZD8UdE2vs/s1600-h/nhe+%2330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205824282502480210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SD7NmnGpwVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jYZD8UdE2vs/s400/nhe+%2330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;E eu nem sei qual."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NO HAPPY ENDINGS #30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2730324167863023623-4954664010621084243?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/4954664010621084243/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=4954664010621084243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4954664010621084243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4954664010621084243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/essa-msica-me-faz-lembrar-um-amor-do.html' title='&quot;Essa música me faz lembrar um amor do passado.'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yUKcuBqWo6I/SD7NmnGpwVI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jYZD8UdE2vs/s72-c/nhe+%2330.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-4517925750240378093</id><published>2008-05-27T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:46:49.869-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"do astro ao ostracismo\o rastro da ostra prostrada (tra-la-lá)..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;eu não sei daonde eu tirei isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-4517925750240378093?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/4517925750240378093/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=4517925750240378093' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4517925750240378093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4517925750240378093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/do-astro-ao-ostracismoo-rastro-da-ostra.html' title='&quot;do astro ao ostracismo\o rastro da ostra prostrada (tra-la-lá)...&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-6767807385905133062</id><published>2008-05-27T14:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T14:23:51.518-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Meu coração tá barato"</title><content type='html'>Frase dita de peito aberto após escutar uma bela música sertaneja de cortar o coração, que anda em frangalhos. Humberto faria uma versão melodramática sem final feliz, tirando o sertanejo é claro. Faz isso por mim Humberto???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-6767807385905133062?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/6767807385905133062/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=6767807385905133062' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6767807385905133062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/6767807385905133062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/meu-corao-t-barato.html' title='&quot;Meu coração tá barato&quot;'/><author><name>Paula Mazini</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TxIcOTGourk/Th9r6WlSA9I/AAAAAAAAEJA/SIo1_Tc9EkI/s220/4987841612_71b9e67e5f_b.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2730324167863023623.post-1574633407596876086</id><published>2008-05-27T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T17:32:17.992-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"O homem que subestimou uma geração"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;a frase já foi eleita slogan da Parez 40, a festa dos 40 anos rockstrange de Eduardo Parez (setembro de 2011, não perca!) e é um título de música totalmente 'humba', vcs não acham? Humberto, se vc estiver lendo, eu te DESAFIO a compor essa letra e tocá-la no evento, hahahaha ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-1574633407596876086?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/1574633407596876086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=1574633407596876086' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/1574633407596876086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/1574633407596876086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-homem-que-subestimou-uma-gerao.html' title='&quot;O homem que subestimou uma geração&quot;'/><author><name>Lia Udi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03457842330070079553</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-2730324167863023623.post-4671679741678556403</id><published>2008-05-27T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T11:49:48.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Humberto não precisa, mas....</title><content type='html'>Mande pro Humberto aquelas frases inesquecíveis e que de certa forma fazem você lembrar de momentos imperdíveis de sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frases que dariam uma bela canção de guerra ou de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frases de uma carta definitiva que não dê alternativa pra quem lê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frases pro Humberto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mande a sua!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2730324167863023623-4671679741678556403?l=mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/feeds/4671679741678556403/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2730324167863023623&amp;postID=4671679741678556403' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4671679741678556403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2730324167863023623/posts/default/4671679741678556403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mandaprohumberto.blogspot.com/2008/05/humberto-no-precisa-mas.html' title='Humberto não precisa, mas....'/><author><name>Me</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
