<?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-15342896</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:08:45.094-07:00</updated><title type='text'>caraperro</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>132</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-8595405659263012175</id><published>2008-10-30T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T21:34:28.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTXWn2gc9ns/SQqJ2zcVK2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BJ90cH0GRs0/s1600-h/225px-Professor_Hubert_J__Farnsworth.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263170689150823266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 172px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_aTXWn2gc9ns/SQqJ2zcVK2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BJ90cH0GRs0/s320/225px-Professor_Hubert_J__Farnsworth.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuve un sueño:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;En este sueño bender estaba a punto de casarse con una modelo robot, de pronto, la antigua pareja y complice en el crimen de la robo-modelo descubre tanto la verdadera identidad de la robo-modelo como de los planes qe tenia para todos los presentes (bender, el profesor, fry , hermes y como olvidar a zoiberg, etc), se detona una bomba&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reina el caos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;el profesor grita a la par de preocupacion como de placer:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;RAPIDO, TODOS TOMEN UN TURNO PARA LA MAQUINA PERSONALIZADA DE SEXO ANIMAL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-8595405659263012175?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/8595405659263012175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=8595405659263012175' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8595405659263012175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8595405659263012175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/10/tuve-un-sueo-en-este-sueo-bender-estaba.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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/_aTXWn2gc9ns/SQqJ2zcVK2I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BJ90cH0GRs0/s72-c/225px-Professor_Hubert_J__Farnsworth.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-1473599361418177748</id><published>2008-07-15T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-15T21:40:38.134-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas sueños extraños: para ponerlo de manera breve soñe que las tortugas acompañadas por lui kang de mortal kombat y robocop combatian al dr. yrion y a su ejercito de lagartos gigantes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-1473599361418177748?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/1473599361418177748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=1473599361418177748' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1473599361418177748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1473599361418177748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/07/mas-sueos-extraos-para-ponerlo-de.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4718395116850374767</id><published>2008-06-17T11:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T11:25:55.980-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>vuelven los sueños extraños, y que extraños (quizaz no este, para qien este interesado pregunte) el punto es:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estabamos daniel y yo esperando a mou y a javier para asar carne, nos pusimos a hablar sobre la vida y boberias que salen en las noticias como cualquier otro dia, luego llega mou diciendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-¿Que pasion orates?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca contestamos a su pregunta, solo empezamoa a asar la carne , daniel comienza a a hacerlo, no veia lo que hacia por qe mou me llamo aparte para regalarme una camisa muy extraña que habia visto de una mezcla de el logotipo este del triangulo de pink floyd con el logo del punisher, despues de eso, volteo y veo que daniel esta asando la carne desde el suelo de concreto (estabamos en la cochera) el puto es ( si el puto es) que comenzamos a discutir entre los 2, luego le entro mou, luego llego javier y empezo tambien a gritar, antes de darnos cuenta, no estabamos gritando nada y cada quien conducia a toda velocidad en su respectivo auto, lueog la vida mima se convirtio en un videojuego donde teniamos que matar un monton de zombis de todas las nacones y los credos y todos teniamos poderes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mou: traia todo el pedo musical,aventaba partituras golpeaba con una guitarra y podia golpear a los zombis con los sonidos emanados por esto , con poderes con referencias "rockeronas" como high &amp;amp; dry o devo crusher&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel: el tenia el poder del mundo de las ideas, divagaba y aturdia a sus enemigos, hablaba de manera chistosa y confusa y podia hacer explotar la cabeza de un zombie con solo verlo fijamente hasta a 4 kilometros de distancia (si, tambien tenia muy buena vista)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Javier: tria toda la onda oriental con tecnicas raras de patadas estilo liu kang con nombres chinos qe nadie entiendo y qe qizas son palabras inventadas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerrry: jerry salta muy alto&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;...... y se transforma en objetos varios&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4718395116850374767?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4718395116850374767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4718395116850374767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4718395116850374767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4718395116850374767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/06/vuelven-los-sueos-extraos-y-que-extraos.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-179922217638574045</id><published>2008-04-20T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T17:34:01.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe iva a visitar un pueblo donde lounico relevante qe habia ahi era la tumba de un hombre llamado "hijo de su pinche madre" , el problema fue qe cuando llege el "hijo de su pinche madre" se levanto de su tumba en forma de zombie, y empezo a perseguirnos a todos, podia escuchar  a lo lejos a los pueblerinos gritando , ahi viene el "hijo de su pinche madre"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-179922217638574045?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/179922217638574045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=179922217638574045' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/179922217638574045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/179922217638574045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/04/soe-qe-iva-visitar-un-pueblo-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-3819045128449543903</id><published>2008-04-07T16:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T16:28:13.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ahora resulta qe soñe que Hulk Hogan y Marylin Manson grababan un video juntos y que habia un grand tefht auto que tenia un nivel de dificultad llamado "lars ulrich style"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-3819045128449543903?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/3819045128449543903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=3819045128449543903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3819045128449543903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3819045128449543903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/04/ahora-resulta-qe-soe-que-hulk-hogan-y.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-1015070743407090697</id><published>2008-03-27T11:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T11:45:24.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mas cosas extrañas que e soñado ultimamemente:&lt;br /&gt;-danniel , mou y yo vestido de animales de rancho (mou era una vaca, daniel un cerdo y yo un gallo) ivamos a ver uan obta de una amgia mia cuyo nombre omitire por ahora, donde ella interpretaba a u una comandande de un sub-marino sub-atomico, lo curioso aqui es que en una parte de la obra comenzaba a disparar  a matar aleatoriamente a gente del publico, lo que me parece mas extraño aqui es que tanto los disfraces como la matanza no  nos parecia anormal en ningun nivel o clase&lt;br /&gt;- soñe tambien con el trailer de "los angeles de charlie 3" ahora en la ciudad Monster Truck un monster truck tan grande que es una ciudad y devora todo a su paso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-1015070743407090697?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/1015070743407090697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=1015070743407090697' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1015070743407090697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1015070743407090697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/03/mas-cosas-extraas-que-e-soado.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-6393881891523572541</id><published>2008-02-16T15:58:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-16T16:01:05.578-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>se qe hace tiempo qe no escribo nada pero es que hace tiempo que no se me ocurre nada bueno que poner, quizas esto no este a al altura pero resumire las cosas "interesantes" que  e soñado recientemente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-soñe que me ordenaban pelear a muerte con mi hermana&lt;br /&gt;-soñe que tenia un buzon de voz dwe alex lora diciendo que era un muchacho a toda a madre y que nunca cambiàra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-6393881891523572541?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/6393881891523572541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=6393881891523572541' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6393881891523572541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6393881891523572541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2008/02/se-qe-hace-tiempo-qe-no-escribo-nada.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-1355366466087383650</id><published>2007-09-24T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T21:44:07.305-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>un par de nuevas reglas para el catesismo extremo:&lt;br /&gt;- durante la eucaristia la unica cancion permitada para ese ritual sera "el pasitu tun-tun" mientras todos van en fila de conga a recivir la eucaristia&lt;br /&gt;-al final de la misa el padre dira en vez de "pueden ir en paz, la misa a terminado", "dejenme en paz, la misa a terminado"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;habra peqeñas modificacion en algunas cuestiones biblicas, como la reescritura de la parabola este del vatillo qe malgasto los bienes del padre,en el catesismo xtremo se dira lo siguiente: la historia seguira igual hasta el momento donde el hijo regresa despeus de malgastar todos sus bienes, y el padre a lo lejos lo ve (ya saben qe despues de eso, el ´padre corre hacia el, y mandan matar a un becerro gordo, le ponen un anillo en el dedo, etc etc), aqi la cosa cambia un poco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"el padre lo ve, arranca corriendo hacia el, gritandole de improperios, y gritandole qe no regrese, el padre se retira la sandalia de uno de los pies  y se la avienta al muchacho, luego comienza a perseguir al muchacho, sandalia en mano ( la otra sandalia) el muchacho corre despaborido, el padre ve a los sirvientes y les grita -MANDEN SOLTAR AL BECERRO GORDO-, -PONGANLE UN ANILLO AL DEDO, PA QE LE QEDE N MARCAS AL MENDIGO!-, mandan soltar el becerro gordo, le da tremenda zurra al muchacho, le deja marcas del anillo por todos lados, el hermano del muchacho a lo lejos, se caga de risa"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIN&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-1355366466087383650?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/1355366466087383650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=1355366466087383650' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1355366466087383650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1355366466087383650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/09/un-par-de-nuevas-reglas-para-el.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-1760826815928376283</id><published>2007-09-23T20:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T20:46:18.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creo qe deberian de sacar un videojuego de peleas con personajes ilustrus de multimedios como globito, chavanna, el papirri, maria julia, fer ñuñez, romulo lozano, arq. benavides, mario bezares, las muñeqitas, el vato ese qe anuncia no se qe cosas de oro para graduaciones y qinces años&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-1760826815928376283?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/1760826815928376283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=1760826815928376283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1760826815928376283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1760826815928376283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/09/creo-qe-deberian-de-sacar-un-videojuego.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-2212083645038915768</id><published>2007-09-04T21:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T21:58:15.299-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe sacaban una version de la pelicula de los trnsformers donde todas las escena sde accion entre los robots, eran sustituidas por los robots diciendoce insesantemente  "qe pedo, qe pedo? qe pedo , qe pedo?" y dandeose peqeños empujones esporadicamente&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2212083645038915768?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2212083645038915768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2212083645038915768' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2212083645038915768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2212083645038915768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/09/soe-qe-sacaban-una-version-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-3254948605849318117</id><published>2007-08-30T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-30T09:23:59.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>por desgracia este sueño no lo entenderan todos, ya que tendrian qe conocer a mi familia a nivel semi-personal, pero eso si, creo qe lo qe pasa en el sueño refleja muy bien como es esta gente en la vida real:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me levanto de la cama y todo parece estar normal, salgo d emi habitacion y bajo la escalera, mi madre histericamente limpiando  y recogiendo cosas me grita histericamente "buenos dias" luego me doy cuent qe no me hablaba a mi por qe repetia buenos dias constantemente cada 5 segundos, luego voy al comedor  y estan tanto mi padre como mi tio rodrigo , pero haciendo cosas muy paarticulares, mi padre sentado en la cabezera de la mesa (si es qe asi se le llama) tecleando insesantemente en su laptop, tomando periodicamente cafe de la taza qe tiene a su lado, todo esto mientras se muev y le hace como robot (con el beep-beep y toda la cosa), luego mi tio rodrigo  llace aparentemente dormido, agotado de la briagues, de la parranda y el bacanal, mientras unas moscas de colores vuelan a su alrededor, me desconcierta mucho, salgo del comedor hacia el recibidor solo para ser sorprendido pro mi tio santiago qe me repite una y otra vez sobre el zancudo whisky, el unico sancudo qe te pega el whisky, despues de eso , todo se torna borroso&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-3254948605849318117?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/3254948605849318117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=3254948605849318117' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3254948605849318117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3254948605849318117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/08/por-desgracia-este-sueo-no-lo.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4894221127157611162</id><published>2007-08-29T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T10:52:57.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe que en mi facultad remplazaban a los maestros con un monton de rusos  qe venian aqi de mojados, y nosotros en nuestro inconformismo por no entender su idioma usabamos mascaras tamaño botarga de lucahdores clasicos como atalntis, el santo o rayo de jalisco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4894221127157611162?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-5786957142736198562</id><published>2007-08-12T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T07:49:59.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cosas raras qe vi y oi viendo lucha libre por television:&lt;br /&gt;-un chino moreno qe se hacia llamar dragon shiriu , pero pronuciaron su nombre como dragon yu-gi-oo, lo cual me hace sospechar qe aqellos tiempos donde habia luchadroes de temas infantiles, como los thundercats o pikachu , van a volver y pronto&lt;br /&gt;- un comentario qe hablaba sobre la "maliciosidad" de una persona&lt;br /&gt;-un enano vestido de etiqueta con el pelo oxigenado qe se hcia llamar "el guapito V.I.P."&lt;br /&gt;-otra frase qe involucraba las palabras "le estamos sintiendo el corazon en las manos"&lt;br /&gt;-otra frase que hablaba de los fantasmas del caribe del pasado de alguien&lt;br /&gt;- y pimpinela escarlata (habia otra cosa rara qe habia pasado pero no logro recordar que es)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-5786957142736198562?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/5786957142736198562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=5786957142736198562' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5786957142736198562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5786957142736198562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/08/cosas-raras-qe-vi-y-oi-viendo-lucha.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-855683286632620698</id><published>2007-07-18T09:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T09:31:03.125-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viendo peliculas te topas con cosas muy extrañas , como lo siguiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un niño entra a una iglesia, al fondo de un pasillo de la iglesia hay un ataud, algo dentro del ataud comienz a qerer salir, el niño empieza a rezar, acto seguido , el ataud explota&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-855683286632620698?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/855683286632620698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=855683286632620698' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/855683286632620698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/855683286632620698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/07/viendo-peliculas-te-topas-con-cosas-muy.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-1497369030255075193</id><published>2007-07-13T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T06:51:00.468-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sueño de una noche de verano</title><content type='html'>El carnal de cara de perro soño lo siguiente anoche:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerry y Nad estaban en su casa, conversando con su familia, era de noche. De improviso se oye la bocina de un carro instando a Jerry y Nad a salir. Es Mou. Jerry se apresura a salir gritando majaderías, Nad de disculpa con su familia y se retira. al salir se da cuenta que su casa ahora es una casa cualquiera en la colonia mitras y que mou en vez de manejar el carro de mou esta manejando el carro de Nad. Nad sube al vehiculo usando la puerta de la cajuela.&lt;br /&gt;Los tres se encaminan a una tienda "extra", pero esta tienda es una casa transformada en tienda y en vez de estacionamiento tiene un patio frontal.&lt;br /&gt;Mou compra con su tarjeta de credito un pequeño y miserioso paquete, mientras firma con un nombre falso la policia aprece, mou y jerry salen corriendo hacia el carro mientras Nad toma el paquete que mou dejo olvidado. Despues de una desesperada huida de la policia, Mou estaciona el auto en una tranquila avenida, ya era de dia, y saca un paleton corona que contenia mariguana.&lt;br /&gt;Jerry, bajo los influjos de esto, baja del carro y trata de trepar por el poste de un anuncio panoramico ayudandose solo de sus extremidades. Casi al llegar al final, resbala y se da tremendo golpe en el trasero.&lt;br /&gt;Lo que haya sucedido luego es muy borroso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-1497369030255075193?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/1497369030255075193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=1497369030255075193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1497369030255075193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/1497369030255075193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/07/sueo-de-una-noche-de-verano.html' title='Sueño de una noche de verano'/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7378323134235711285</id><published>2007-06-26T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T14:48:35.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe dios era un peqeño dinosaurio conojos saltones qe creaba a los dinosaurios conuna peqeña roca qe saco dl costal de rocas con las qe siempre carga, la cual avento a un rio del cual todos los dinosaurios salieron, luego despues de ver a los dinosaurios digo qe le caian mal asiqe avento una roca al cielo y cayo un cometa muy grande qe mato aa todos los dinosaurios, luego de qe todos los dinosaurios murieran dios avento otra roca al rio de las qe salieron todos los humanos, luego dios dijio "estos me caen todavia mas mal", iva a agarrar mas piedras de su costal pero ya se le habian acabado, asi qe fue por mas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-7378323134235711285?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/7378323134235711285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=7378323134235711285' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7378323134235711285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7378323134235711285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/06/soe-qe-dios-era-un-peqeo-dinosaurio.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-5843885239505225763</id><published>2007-06-17T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:14:03.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soeñ qe saldria la siguiente pelicula:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spider-man 3 vs los piratas del caribe 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;realmente no tenia much ode versus pero tenia ciertos detalles qe daban en qe pensar, por ejemplo el hecho de qe venom pudiera ahora transformarse den diferentes animales, entre ellos stich (cosa en la qe permanecia transformado el 90% del tiempo) y jack sparrow tenia qe tomar la eucaristia todos los domingos a las 12:oo pm con un padre diferente cada domingo, ya qe si rompia alguna de esas reglas, el diablo se comeria su alma, tambien soñe qe keith david (creo qe se lama asi) se transformaba enun hombre pajaro qe se follaba alo qe se dejara&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-5843885239505225763?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/5843885239505225763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=5843885239505225763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5843885239505225763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5843885239505225763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/06/soe-qe-saldria-la-siguiente-pelicula.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-6924822568604794598</id><published>2007-06-08T10:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T10:50:28.021-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe habia un niño hindu llamado manteqilla qe era parte de un circo ruso volador, donde todos eran trapecistas y todos entonaban una extraña cancion, el niño qemaba cosas con la mirada&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-6924822568604794598?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/6924822568604794598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=6924822568604794598' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6924822568604794598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6924822568604794598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/06/soe-qe-habia-un-nio-hindu-llamado.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7533443910420828019</id><published>2007-06-05T15:35:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:35:56.940-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tengo tanto calor qe intentare un nuevo santo p qe controle el clima , el cual se llamara "san pistache"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-7533443910420828019?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/7533443910420828019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=7533443910420828019' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7533443910420828019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7533443910420828019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/06/tengo-tanto-calor-qe-intentare-un-nuevo.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-315370191653505052</id><published>2007-06-05T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:35:20.935-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe que podia convertirme en un gorilla gigante mecanico-robotizado (se qe s absurdo pero asi lo llamaban en el sueño) pero  tambiene este gorilla (osea yo) usabaun sombrero ranchero gigante y ese gorill apodia lanzar rayos laser por los ojos, y por otros lado qe si usan la imaginacion se daran  cuenta de "cuales otros lado"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-315370191653505052?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/315370191653505052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=315370191653505052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/315370191653505052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/315370191653505052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/06/soe-que-podia-convertirme-en-un-gorilla.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-2529260447919807649</id><published>2007-05-30T15:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T15:27:00.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ir en el ultimo asiento de un camion urbano es como ir montado en un caballo loco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2529260447919807649?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2529260447919807649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2529260447919807649' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2529260447919807649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2529260447919807649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/05/ir-en-el-ultimo-asiento-de-un-camion.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4754623342425385842</id><published>2007-05-25T22:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T22:51:14.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe james woods tenia el poder de controlar el fuego... y ya&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4754623342425385842?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4754623342425385842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4754623342425385842' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4754623342425385842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4754623342425385842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/05/soe-qe-james-woods-tenia-el-poder-de.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7065888951410775077</id><published>2007-05-17T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T20:14:42.421-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe que persguia a mi gato para comer sushi de su lomo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-3583271155003216387</id><published>2007-05-02T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T23:14:45.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy le comentaba a mi hermano sobre el sueño que tuve la noche anterior: le contaba sobre como habiamos incurcionado en el negocio de hacer muñecos con calzetines y qe nos iva muy bien&lt;br /&gt;a lo que el contesto (creo yo de manera cochamrbrosa, pero no estoy seguro) , vamos a hacer ese sueño realidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-3583271155003216387?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/3583271155003216387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=3583271155003216387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3583271155003216387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/3583271155003216387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/05/hoy-le-comentaba-mi-hermano-sobre-el.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4982857725949584908</id><published>2007-04-23T13:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T13:41:59.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Soñe qe una cabeza gigante que flotaba me daba clases particulares&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4982857725949584908?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4982857725949584908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4982857725949584908' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4982857725949584908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4982857725949584908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/04/soe-qe-una-cabeza-gigante-que-flotaba.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-8061645113224456495</id><published>2007-04-17T21:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T21:19:07.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>piensolevantar firmas,  para que la  FIFA autorize  qe la cancion de we are the champions de queen sea removida como la musica de los campiones del mundo (es una buena cancion, pero creo qe la qe propongo qeda mejor) y qe la cambion por la corona de los caracoles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!¿QUIEN ESTA CONMIGO?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-8061645113224456495?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/8061645113224456495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=8061645113224456495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8061645113224456495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8061645113224456495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/04/piensolevantar-firmas-para-que-la-fifa.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-2235118591769844633</id><published>2007-04-17T10:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-17T10:41:19.627-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>con todas las idiotecez que digo, es probable que me vaya a cualquier infierno de cualquier religion&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2235118591769844633?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2235118591769844633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2235118591769844633' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2235118591769844633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2235118591769844633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/04/con-todas-las-idiotecez-que-digo-es.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-2214416202736116321</id><published>2007-04-05T21:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T14:18:58.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reglas para la division de misas y catesismo extremo:&lt;br /&gt;-las misas no se hablan , se gritan&lt;br /&gt;-el lenguaje universal del catesismo extremo va a ser el portugues, el lenguaje extremo,todo lo que se haga se hara por medio de la ginga (aquello qe hace a los brasileños ser tan geniales en el futbol)&lt;br /&gt;- ahi qe venir vestidos como hace 2000 años&lt;br /&gt;-se represantan los evangelios d manera tan real como sea posible&lt;br /&gt;-tiene qe haber un chingo de humo todo el tiempo&lt;br /&gt;-habra alguien qe diga amen cada 3 segundos&lt;br /&gt;-a la mitad de la misa exactamente se colocaranal centro del recinto 7 canastos con 7 cobras adentro, dichas cobras rondaran atraves del rencinto atacando a los pecadores, y acaraciando consus cabezas brevemente a los niños menores de 5 años&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas reglas se presentaran en el futuro (qizas) cuando se me ocurran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2214416202736116321?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2214416202736116321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2214416202736116321' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2214416202736116321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2214416202736116321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/04/reglas-para-la-division-de-misas-y.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4338432971213190587</id><published>2007-03-31T13:21:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T13:21:33.011-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mis pantalones huelen a tienda de mariscos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4338432971213190587?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4338432971213190587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4338432971213190587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4338432971213190587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4338432971213190587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/03/mis-pantalones-huelen-tienda-de.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4058228113126418167</id><published>2007-03-18T20:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T20:49:42.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....si yo fuera un luchador me llamaria "el burglar" y mi disfraz seria ponerme una media en la cabeza  y un chaleco con picos, y mi frase seria "el que a jerry mata, a jerry muere"...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4058228113126418167?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4058228113126418167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4058228113126418167' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4058228113126418167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4058228113126418167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-2954320158583169181</id><published>2007-03-16T14:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T15:06:57.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe entre muchas otras cosas, qe una banda de origen regiomontana con supuesto renombre internacional(cuyo nombre no mencionare aqi, para evitar demandas legales), iva a hacer lo qe ningun otro "artista" habia hecho en toda la historia del "arte" : viajar en el tiempo al pasado para grabar su proximo disco, sin embargo algo salio mal: pero en vez de retroceder en el tiempo, ellos fueron los qe retrocedieron en el tiempo, y regresarona la edad en qe tenian entre 11 y 12 años, y llegarona una dimension alterna donde en el momento qe cayeron een esa dimension con sus cuerpos y sus mentes de 11 y 12 años, una pantalla gigante ca`ptaba su llegada del futuro mientras ganaban el premio al "puberto del año", cosa qe los "conmovio demasiado" al mewnos conmovio de la manera en qe un niño de 12 años se puede conmover(echando  y mentando madres, y diciendo qe le dedican el premio a un tal jose, qe si no aparecia en los proximos 15 segundos, ivan a ir a su casa  a partirle en su madre, no sin antes , llamarle numerosas veces , "pinche pendejo, hijo de la chingada" o adremedarlo mientras terminaban las oracion de jose con la frases "soy jose y me la como", finalmente acabaron su discurso de irreverencioas qe duro {no estoy seguro de cuanto, siendo qe era un suño pero vamos a dejarlo qe duro como 3 minutos} no sin antes un peqeño chamaco de pelo rizado griatara a a los cuatro vientos : PENDEJO!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2954320158583169181?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2954320158583169181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2954320158583169181' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2954320158583169181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2954320158583169181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/03/soe-entre-muchas-otras-cosas-qe-una.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-5945319406077660395</id><published>2007-03-13T15:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T15:11:01.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>entonces el angel dijo"tendras un hijo, a ese hijo le contaras todas la noches historias de boxeo, y ese hijo lo llamras : Dale Bam-Bam"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-5945319406077660395?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/5945319406077660395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=5945319406077660395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5945319406077660395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5945319406077660395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/03/entonces-el-angel-dijotendras-un-hijo.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-2290205119802776128</id><published>2007-03-07T21:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T21:25:35.307-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no e escrito nada en un buen tiempo por temor a qe probablemnte me eesten hackeando, pero bueno , tengo qe escribir algo ahora antes de qe se me olvide lo qe soñe, esta es la cuestion:&lt;br /&gt;-soñe  que estaba en el oriente practicando las artes secreta mortal del mu-thai entre ellas la tecnima mas mortifera y daibolica una variacion de "la tumba rompe-cuellos"(invedtigenlo uds si no sabe de qe hablo) pero qe era aun mas mortifera y explociva, done cargabas al oponente y mientras le aplicabas el martinete gritabas "NI-PONA-POOOOOO!" y al unisono de el impacto del cuerpo con el suelo se oirian gritos, truenos, y un par de relampagos caerian del cielo formando una "x"  mientras todo esto pasa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-mi otro sueño trataba de qe tenia clase de "la nueva psicoanalisis" con el  profersor marimba el probelam con el profesor marimaba es qe es invisible, pero a pesar de su invicibilidad usa traje  y una gorra roja (las cuales si sepueden ver) y su otro problema es qe vivie en el espacio, en un satelite aparentemente prohibido para todos(en otras palabras nadioee puede llegar a el) a menos claroqe te invatar uno de sus robo-discos los cuales son sus lacayos, peroaun asi tenias qe seguir un laberinto de asteroides casi imposible de salir de, aun asi me las ingenia par salir de ahi y llegar al satelite, donde al los qe llegaramos le iva a impartir la teoria del "nuevo psicoanalisis" desafortunade desperte cuando estaba apunto de comenzar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;por cierto este es el post numero 100 .......pendejos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2290205119802776128?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2290205119802776128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2290205119802776128' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2290205119802776128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2290205119802776128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/03/no-e-escrito-nada-en-un-buen-tiempo-por.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-556803645634960523</id><published>2007-02-19T22:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T22:15:44.925-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer soñe qe tenia el poder de convertir a las personas en murcielagos, a los murcielagos e humanos, a las personas en una extraña raza de palomas sin alas y con un cuerno , luego cambie de sueño donde mi padre y yo viviamos en una masnsion de madera en la parte mas alta d eun arbol gigante, pero podias llegar facilmente ya qe habia un camino alredor del arbol para poder llegar a la mansion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El caso e qe estaba afuera de la mansion al final del camino hacia la mansion fumandome un cigarro, cuando a lo lejos veo a charlie (ex-ruidos en el techo) y un tipo greñudo, diciendo qe vienen de parte de mi tio santiago y qe venian a bautiazar la casa a loqe yo dije qe me parecia bien, pero qe hablaran con mi madre (qe se encotnraba de visita) al respecto de todo esto, luego me entere qe qerian bautizar a la casa como "lagaña" a lo qe mi madre monto en colera y los corrio de la casa, no sin antes charlie liberar a un gorilla  gigante al qe yo tuve qe combatir hasta la muerte y hasta el final del sueño&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-556803645634960523?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/556803645634960523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=556803645634960523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/556803645634960523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/556803645634960523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/02/ayer-soe-qe-tenia-el-poder-de-convertir.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-4793368239656747163</id><published>2007-01-23T10:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T10:51:01.981-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas sueños extraños:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;estaba en un evento muy grande de lucha libre donde supuesta,emte iban a pelear muchas de las figuras mas famosas de la lucha lubre gringa entre ellos, hulk hogan, el undertaker, steve austin, entre otros qe la mayoria de uds probablemente jamas hayan escuchado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;antes de ese evento en una de esas pantallas gigantes qe hay en esos eventos(y donde sea, hoy en dia) aparecio una trivia, para qe adivinaras "¿cual de estos actores habia dado la golpiza mas violenta en una pelicula este año?:&lt;br /&gt;A) no recuerdo creo qe era andy garcia , pero no estoy seguro&lt;br /&gt;B) tom cruise&lt;br /&gt;C)richard geere(o como se llame)&lt;br /&gt;(la respuesta esta al final del post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la cosa es qe en el eventoprincipla con todos esos luchadores del suelo salio nada mas y nada menos qe el "super-zombie de jason (qe como se qe era el super-zombie de jason: bueno se via mas podrido qe de costumbre, no traia mascara y solo decia : JASON! ,JASON!) y bueno los luchadores intentaron detenerlo pero, los esfuerzos fueron en vano , solo recuerdo a hulk hogan le sacaron los ojos, luego todos salimos corriendo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salimos de la arena y me di cuenta qe dicha arena era el sotano de la casa de mi abuela (qiero recalcar qe en la casa de mi abuela no hay sotano), solo recuerdo qe me trpe al techo a traves del  segundo piso de la casa, y de ahi, saltee de techo en techo hasta llegar a mi casa y dormirme en mi cama en mi propio sueño&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;El ganador es richard geere por su pelicula "riñones de oro"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-4793368239656747163?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/4793368239656747163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=4793368239656747163' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4793368239656747163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/4793368239656747163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/01/mas-sueos-extraos-estaba-en-un-evento.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-6529996791965958603</id><published>2007-01-16T13:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T14:02:21.825-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer tuve una extraña serie de sueños segun yo, muy raros , pero esos se los dejo a uds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- estabamos mi hermano y yo en un bar llamado "la junglita" donde el bar en si era el interior de un arbol gigantesco (con escaleras de mano , lianas y todo en su mayoria echo de hojas y madera),(por cierto los qe atendian ahi, eran unos simios mayordomos), en fin, mi hermano y yo estabamos ahi para celebrar qe se nos habia entregado un documento por dios o por la iglesia (no recuerdo cual de las 2)  pero era un documento qe nos otorgaba el derecho de existir, lo cual creo qe es motivo para ir al interior de un arbol a emborracharse, sin embargo despues de unos tragos, nos precatamos qe nuestros decretos divinos habian desaparecido, para luego darnos cuenta poco despues de  qe estos habian sido robabos por un simio mayordomo maligno, despues de eso comenzo una persecucion por adentro del arbol (era un arbol muy grande) tras el maldito mono, deteniendo y agrediendo a otros simios  con el fin de conseguir el paradero del mono qe buscabamos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;norecuerdo si recuperamos nuestros decretos divinos o no&lt;br /&gt;- soñe que yo y unos tipos desconocidos ibamos a casa de un hombre lobo, qe era a la vez un joven con pelo largo y un ruquillo loco, fuimos a cenar a su casa, y habia una mujer qe no dejaba de qejarse de cosas de la casa, asi qe el hombre lobo (con la forma del ruqillo loco), le advirtio a esa mujer qe si no dejaba de qejarse los mataria a todos, la mujer nunca se callo,  y el ruquillo se convirtio en el hombre lobo y los mato a todos menos a mi, qe de alguna milagrosa forma, pude escapar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-estaba yo de nuevo con mi hermano en un partido de los lakers donde ganaron los lakers (no recuerdo con qe puntuacion pero ganaron) y luego cuando se estaban iendo pasaron por donde estabamos nosotros y otra peqeña multitud , poco despues oi a una niña pregutnarle a su madre "mira mama, esos tennis qe tienen un gato grabado en ellos de qe equipo son?" señalando a los tennis de uno de los jugadores qe se alejaba,  a lo cual me adelante y no deje contestar a la madre y yo le dije lo siguiente "son tennis puma , pendeja!"(qiero resaltar qe esa frase de alguna forma , la dije en el sueño y tambien la dije en el plano conciente con mi propia boca, de alguna forma logre decir lo mismo tanto en el plano conciente como en el inconciente al mismo tiempo)&lt;br /&gt;despues de esto aparecieron Mike Myers  y Keira Knightley para entregar el premio a la vieja mas buena del mundo o algo asi, el caso es qe gano Keira Knightley asi qe supongo qe era una especie de premio  como el qe acabo de decir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-el tercer y ultimo sueño, soñaba qe le platicaba a mi hermano todo lo pasado en esos 3 sueños (qiero resaltar qe de nuevo, me di cuenta qe lo qe edecia en el sueño lo decia tambien en el plano conciente) la unica diferencia es qe yo sabia qe en el plano conciente le hablaba a mi hermano , pero en el plano inconciente , daniel era una caja de cereal gigante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-6529996791965958603?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/6529996791965958603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=6529996791965958603' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6529996791965958603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6529996791965958603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/01/ayer-tuve-una-extraa-serie-de-sueos.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-6243976966195266463</id><published>2007-01-07T13:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T13:02:16.784-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer tome tantas coronas, qe soñe con mi abuelita&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-6243976966195266463?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/6243976966195266463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=6243976966195266463' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6243976966195266463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6243976966195266463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2007/01/ayer-tome-tantas-coronas-qe-soe-con-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-2337023148865535877</id><published>2006-12-22T12:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T13:01:23.841-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>casi es hora irse, hora de cambiar de papeles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sofia: tu diras alguna broma cada vez qe haya una situacion incomoda&lt;br /&gt;jerry: ahora eres un maldito punketo&lt;br /&gt;daniel: tu seras el tipo religioso qe se vuelve loco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-.....momento , seguro qe asi funciona la cosa?&lt;br /&gt;-callate o te apuñalo conun hisopo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-2337023148865535877?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/2337023148865535877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=2337023148865535877' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2337023148865535877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/2337023148865535877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/12/casi-es-hora-irse-hora-de-cambiar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-8499705661904187410</id><published>2006-12-21T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T23:35:21.007-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>-yo: las peliculas d elos beatles ya no son lo mismo&lt;br /&gt;-daniel:  no son lo mismo de qe?&lt;br /&gt;-yo: no son lo mismo y punto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-8499705661904187410?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/8499705661904187410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=8499705661904187410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8499705661904187410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/8499705661904187410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/12/yo-las-peliculas-d-elos-beatles-ya-no.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7833936182409335273</id><published>2006-12-02T20:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T20:53:49.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>en el futuro espero qe la gasolina diesel, premium y magna (creo qe asi se llama) cambien a :&lt;br /&gt; diesel a vega&lt;br /&gt; magna a sagat&lt;br /&gt; premium a bison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo qe quiero ahora es qe alguien vaya  a una gasolineria y pida $200 de la bison&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-7833936182409335273?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/7833936182409335273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=7833936182409335273' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7833936182409335273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7833936182409335273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/12/en-el-futuro-espero-qe-la-gasolina.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-5799566549913881201</id><published>2006-11-30T10:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T10:47:42.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>un dia de estos cuando sea dueño de un canal de televison producire varios programas qe creo qe serian grandiosas ideas para el canal, entre ellas estan:&lt;br /&gt;-futbol rapido rapido (igual qe el futbol rapido solo qe con serpientes sueltas pro todo el campo, minas, y columnas de fuego, cidrios tirados por el campo, y comodetalle la cnache de futbol, se reduce a 1/8 parte del tamaño de la cancha de futbol rapido original)&lt;br /&gt;-cazando por mexico al extremo(idea de padilla, no la explico por qe es su idea y no le qiero robar nada)&lt;br /&gt;- cocinando con taladro supremo (creo qe la idea se explica sola)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;y otras buenas ideas qe pondre cuando se me ocurran&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-5799566549913881201?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/5799566549913881201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=5799566549913881201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5799566549913881201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/5799566549913881201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/11/un-dia-de-estos-cuando-sea-dueo-de-un.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7283148099808087800</id><published>2006-11-29T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T23:08:17.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>despeus de ver tantas secuelas de peliculas de disney decidi comentarle a mi hermano qe deberiamos porducir una pelicula llamada "mulan contrra los murcielagos voladores" luego recorde qe los muercielagos ya eran voladores&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-7283148099808087800?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/7283148099808087800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=7283148099808087800' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7283148099808087800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7283148099808087800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/11/despeus-de-ver-tantas-secuelas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-6726878303545131903</id><published>2006-11-28T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T10:59:25.092-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas sueños extraños:&lt;br /&gt;- iva en un taxi donde el conductor era ivan gonzales y hablamabamos sobre el calentamiento global&lt;br /&gt;-mia farrow estaba metida en un culto secreto de samurais donde practicaban una tecnica mortal llamada "muerte-alba"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-6726878303545131903?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/6726878303545131903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=6726878303545131903' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6726878303545131903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/6726878303545131903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/11/mas-sueos-extraos-iva-en-un-taxi-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-7040758906573855848</id><published>2006-11-27T10:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T11:01:22.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ultimamente e tenido sueños muy extraños, entre los mas destacados de los que recuerdo estan los siguientes:&lt;br /&gt;- mi tio se volvia completamente loco y comenzaba a perseguir a una ardilla enfurecidamente por todo el mundo&lt;br /&gt;-tenia la mejor mochila del mundo (fue triste despertar y darme cuenta que no era asi)&lt;br /&gt;-soñe que spiderman peleaba con dios y le ganaba , y dios era morgan freeman&lt;br /&gt;-soñe qe escribia una cumbia sobre pedro romano donde decia algo sobre los canelos de alguien&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-7040758906573855848?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/7040758906573855848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=7040758906573855848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7040758906573855848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/7040758906573855848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/11/ultimamente-e-tenido-sueos-muy-extraos.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-115792905893418152</id><published>2006-09-10T15:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T15:57:38.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...hoy en la mañana me pregunataba cuantos personas se necesitarian para levantar a una vaca...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115792905893418152?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115792905893418152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115792905893418152' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115792905893418152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115792905893418152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115766815071040948</id><published>2006-09-07T15:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T15:29:10.726-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creo qe hay personas qe son tan pero tan irritantes tanto asi, qe te dan ganas de darles muerte al estilo de la mafia china segun los simpsons (matarte ocho veces antes de que caigas al suelo), o darte muerte a ti mismod e la misma forma, a estas personas creo qe deberian llamarlos "tataraoctavios"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115766815071040948?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115766815071040948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115766815071040948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115766815071040948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115766815071040948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/09/creo-qe-hay-personas-qe-son-tan-pero.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115539375252315295</id><published>2006-08-12T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T07:42:32.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe sacaban una pelicula de disney donde decian la palabra "culero" 53 veces&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115539375252315295?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115539375252315295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115539375252315295' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115539375252315295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115539375252315295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/08/soe-qe-sacaban-una-pelicula-de-disney.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115402260383214144</id><published>2006-07-27T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T10:50:03.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viendo una pelicula en la mañana qe trataba de un niño qe tocaba jazz, y resolvia todos los problemas del mundo, hacia qe sus padres se reconciliaran, todos en su escuela lo admiraban (por tocar jazz), y todas las niñas qerian con el, por qe tocaba el saxofon, aaa, y tenia un amigo imaginario de los años 30s, esa pelicula auqe ya tiene nombre e decidido llamarla "el muñeco del jazz"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115402260383214144?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115402260383214144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115402260383214144' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115402260383214144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115402260383214144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/07/viendo-una-pelicula-en-la-maana-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-115402228848182687</id><published>2006-07-27T10:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-27T10:44:48.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>......hoy volvi a pisar la placenta&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115402228848182687?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115402228848182687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115402228848182687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115402228848182687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115402228848182687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115380529436101528</id><published>2006-07-24T22:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:28:14.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>viendo un programa de cristina (no me pregunten qe demonios hacia viendo eso), observe qe estban ahaciendo un concurso de piropos  vulgares, con muchos competidores, como veran o leeran no puedo decir mucho, mas qe dar algunos ejemplos de dichos piropos&lt;br /&gt; "si asi estan las patas, como estara tu mesa"&lt;br /&gt;"qe caramelo, qe bombon, y yo con diabetes"&lt;br /&gt;"oye mami te veo futuro por delante..... y por detras"&lt;br /&gt;"mami, si no se me hace contigo, me la mocho"&lt;br /&gt;"entuercame papasito"&lt;br /&gt;"qien fuera flecha para clavarme en tu tronco"&lt;br /&gt;esos  ultimos 2,  me dejo algunas dudas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;en fin, si recuerdo algo lo escribire en el futuro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115380529436101528?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115380529436101528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115380529436101528' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115380529436101528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115380529436101528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/07/viendo-un-programa-de-cristina-no-me.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115360639081381564</id><published>2006-07-22T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T15:13:10.830-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>reglas qe aprendi hoy para manejar:&lt;br /&gt;- ceda el paso a lo borrachos, sean qien sean&lt;br /&gt;-dejar las emociones fuera del auto&lt;br /&gt;-siempre , sin ninguna excepcion, mascar goma de mascar&lt;br /&gt;-no usar el auto como instrumento para tu venganza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;entre otros qe podria o no recordar luego&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115360639081381564?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115360639081381564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115360639081381564' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115360639081381564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115360639081381564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/07/reglas-qe-aprendi-hoy-para-manejar.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115225773763510886</id><published>2006-07-07T00:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:35:37.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;el morris y yo hemos decretado qe el 2 de julio sera conocido ahora en adelante como el dia "VETE A LA VERGA"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cuando alguien te pregunte por qien votaste ese dia, tu podras decirle "VETE A LA VERGA!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......este 2 de julio...VETE A LA VERGA!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115225773763510886?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115225773763510886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115225773763510886' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115225773763510886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115225773763510886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/07/el-morris-y-yo-hemos-decretado-qe-el-2.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-115170764864580158</id><published>2006-06-30T15:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T15:47:28.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>por amor de dios ya dejen de hablar de politica, si el peje ya compro los votos o va a a ganar ya no hay nada qe podamos hacer, este desmadre debimos hacerlo hace 2 años no 2 dias antes de las elecciones&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115170764864580158?l=gentecomegente.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-15342896.post-115094248330321435</id><published>2006-06-21T19:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T19:14:43.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ya las campañas politicas han llegado a tal grado qe hasta llegas a soñar con la publicidad de los candidatos como en mi caso, qe tuve la desgracia de soñar con felipe calderon ien me pregunto si era detective&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115094248330321435?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115094248330321435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115094248330321435' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115094248330321435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115094248330321435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/ya-las-campaas-politicas-han-llegado.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-115025508845554298</id><published>2006-06-13T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T20:18:08.466-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy vi  el primer capitulo de los thundercats y recorde cuando todos estaban desnudos menos llaga y leono era el mas peqeño de todos y tambien estaba desnudo, fue como entrar a la dimension desconocida de mun-ra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-115025508845554298?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/115025508845554298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=115025508845554298' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115025508845554298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/115025508845554298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/hoy-vi-el-primer-capitulo-de-los.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114973484974308150</id><published>2006-06-07T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-07T19:47:29.760-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>deberian de poder vender alcohol en los museos asi si podria entender lo qe hay ahi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114973484974308150?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114973484974308150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114973484974308150' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114973484974308150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114973484974308150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/deberian-de-poder-vender-alcohol-en.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114961576855566297</id><published>2006-06-06T10:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T10:42:48.570-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/freddy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/freddy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vagando en la internet me di cuentade que  el qe hace de freddy krueger en freddy krueger cumple años hoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114961576855566297?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114961576855566297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114961576855566297' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114961576855566297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114961576855566297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/vagando-en-la-internet-me-di-cuentade.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114944812983313546</id><published>2006-06-04T12:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:08:49.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe Ian McKellen me regañana por mi mal desempeño como benji price&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114944812983313546?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114944812983313546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114944812983313546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114944812983313546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114944812983313546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/soe-qe-ian-mckellen-me-regaana-por-mi.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114944803898646409</id><published>2006-06-04T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T12:07:18.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me duele tanto la rodilla derecha qe creo qe la izquierda tambien me duele un poco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114944803898646409?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114944803898646409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114944803898646409' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114944803898646409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114944803898646409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-duele-tanto-la-rodilla-derecha-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114932067783666305</id><published>2006-06-03T00:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-03T00:44:37.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>me cai y no puedo hacer nada al respecto, creo qe mi rodilla derecha se leastimo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114932067783666305?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114932067783666305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114932067783666305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114932067783666305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114932067783666305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/06/me-cai-y-no-puedo-hacer-nada-al.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114861532938793201</id><published>2006-05-25T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T20:48:49.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>cara  de perro necesita toda la ayuda qe pueda obtener de la gente qe sabe su identidad, un loco perverso me tomo una foto disqe pa un club de fans mio, pero se qe son puras madres, digo ta bien qe soy muy guapo, pero no mamen, si alguno de uds encuentra alguna evidencia de un mal uso de mi imagen de guarro, por amor al perro , diganme, no dejen qe este loco se salga mas con las suya de lo qe ya se a salido, sabra dios para qe usara mi foto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114861532938793201?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114861532938793201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114861532938793201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114861532938793201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114861532938793201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/cara-de-perro-necesita-toda-la-ayuda.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114834836823129677</id><published>2006-05-22T18:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-22T18:39:28.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>...tengo una maestra qe parece la version femenina de don rober...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114834836823129677?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114834836823129677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114834836823129677' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114834836823129677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114834836823129677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114766681318285889</id><published>2006-05-14T21:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T21:20:13.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yo no soy zurdo pero a la vez lo soy...&lt;br /&gt;... no es asi mou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poder zurdo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114766681318285889?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114766681318285889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114766681318285889' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114766681318285889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114766681318285889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/yo-no-soy-zurdo-pero-la-vez-lo-soy.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114722487832201505</id><published>2006-05-09T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T18:34:38.336-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>en el murmullo de una conversacion me parecio oir qe habia un chocolate llamado beso negro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114722487832201505?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114722487832201505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114722487832201505' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114722487832201505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114722487832201505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/en-el-murmullo-de-una-conversacion-me.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114719529834338196</id><published>2006-05-09T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T10:21:38.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer soñe algo qe olvide casi por completo excepto por un peqeño pedazo donde salia y con un delantal , hablandole a mas personas con delantales diciendoles lo siguiente: "pues claro, a mi me encanta tirar comida de bebe!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114719529834338196?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114719529834338196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114719529834338196' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114719529834338196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114719529834338196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/ayer-soe-algo-qe-olvide-casi-por.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114714181589304971</id><published>2006-05-08T19:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T19:30:15.906-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acabo de ver una paloma tan pero tan grande qe crei por un momento qe era un balon de futbol americano, hubiera deseado tener una camara en ese momento&lt;br /&gt;......no escribi esto para qe reieran, solo estoy preocupado, la paloma era muy gorda&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114714181589304971?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114714181589304971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114714181589304971' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114714181589304971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114714181589304971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/05/acabo-de-ver-una-paloma-tan-pero-tan.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114611821390532298</id><published>2006-04-26T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-26T23:10:13.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>la diferencia de enunciados entre como "baby come back" y "baby got back"es casi nula pero si oyes las canciones te daras cuenta de lo increiblemente disitntas qe son&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114611821390532298?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114611821390532298/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114611821390532298' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114611821390532298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114611821390532298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/la-diferencia-de-enunciados-entre-como.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114551064280505558</id><published>2006-04-19T22:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:24:02.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/bible_man.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/bible_man.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambien es increible ver a un hombre adulto con un traje de spandex )si es qe asi se escribe) siendo un super heroe qe usa pasajes de la biblia para salvar al mundo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114551064280505558?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114551064280505558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114551064280505558' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114551064280505558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114551064280505558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/tambien-es-increible-ver-un-hombre.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114551015224451723</id><published>2006-04-19T22:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T22:15:52.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;es muy interesante sentarce a cenar mientras  ves un noticiero y te dicen ahi qe presuntamente tom cruise comio placenta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114551015224451723?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114551015224451723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114551015224451723' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114551015224451723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114551015224451723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/es-muy-interesante-sentarce-cenar.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114464417776379537</id><published>2006-04-09T21:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T21:42:57.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>e aqi un peqeño experimento qe me obligaron a hacer un sabado en la mañana con la dulce dulce resaca del dia anterior, intenten mezclar en un fregadero el fuerte olor de  una botella de vinagre y derramenla sobre el fregadero, ahora tomen el envase de leche mas echado a perder qe encuentren (de perdido qe tenga grumos) y derramenlo todo en donde tiraron el vinagre, y ahi lo  tienen, asi huele la divinidad y les daran muchas ganas de vomitar, pero todo por la divinidad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114464417776379537?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114464417776379537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114464417776379537' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114464417776379537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114464417776379537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/e-aqi-un-peqeo-experimento-qe-me.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114417053368185828</id><published>2006-04-04T09:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T10:08:53.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ayer viendo tele en la madrugada, llamo mi atencion una de esas caricaturas qe pasan en la madrugada, en un principio no me intereso, pero poco a poco me fui envolviendo en su realista trama, esto fue lo qe vi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.......la primera toma era la de un auditorio de una escuela, luego la toma se abre y puedes ver a dos personas hablando mientras suben escaleras y se alejan del auditorio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randall: hey tony! supe qe conseguiste el papel principal en esa obra&lt;br /&gt;tony: si, ni me lo digas, nunca e podido superar mi panico escenico, no qiero qe sea mañana (cuando se estrene la obra) ojala.....ojala el auditorio prendiera en llamas&lt;br /&gt;randall: tony, no digas estupidecez&lt;br /&gt;randall: mira tony , se esta nublando&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;una gigantesca cantidad de nubes negras aparecen alrededor de todo el cielo, comienza a a caer varios truenos, uno de ellos curiosamente sobre el auditorio&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randall: mira tony , el auditorio esta en llamas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(tony y randall son nombres qe invente no recuerdo los reales)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114417053368185828?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114417053368185828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114417053368185828' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114417053368185828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114417053368185828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/ayer-viendo-tele-en-la-madrugada-llamo.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114401007036949467</id><published>2006-04-02T13:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T13:34:30.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/schwarz5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/schwarz5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/cage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/cage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;las principales razones por mi larga ausencia fueron las siguientes:&lt;br /&gt;- falta de material para exponerme y humillarme&lt;br /&gt;- la plaga "lionel richie" volvio a mi, pero por ahora esta controlada ( y gracias a dios)&lt;br /&gt;- mi corto viaje a japon donde encontre a 2 personalidades holliwoodences en su mejor momento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114401007036949467?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114401007036949467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114401007036949467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114401007036949467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114401007036949467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/04/las-principales-razones-por-mi-larga.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-114168749004184687</id><published>2006-03-06T15:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-06T15:24:50.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe qe mickey rourke ganaba un oscar y celebraba reventandose botellas en la cabeza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114168749004184687?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114168749004184687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114168749004184687' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114168749004184687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114168749004184687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/03/soe-qe-mickey-rourke-ganaba-un-oscar-y.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114131924330560590</id><published>2006-03-02T09:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-02T09:07:23.326-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hace rato qe no posteo nada, por falta de tiempo o por la mala administracion de este, y la cosa seguira asi un rato asi qe aqi les dejo una peqeña pregunta para qe reflexionen sobre ella&lt;br /&gt;qe es para ustedes "mo ritmo"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114131924330560590?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114131924330560590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114131924330560590' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114131924330560590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114131924330560590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/03/hace-rato-qe-no-posteo-nada-por-falta.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-114015073453213785</id><published>2006-02-16T20:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T20:32:14.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hace rato estaba viendo una pelicula de freddy kruger, lo unico qe puedo decir, es qe esta bien loco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-114015073453213785?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/114015073453213785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=114015073453213785' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114015073453213785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/114015073453213785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/02/hace-rato-estaba-viendo-una-pelicula.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113928657685491032</id><published>2006-02-06T20:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T20:29:36.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/227660277a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/227660277a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Piensas en el diablo y te imaginas en un tipo fornido y  de piel roja con cuernos y cola, Piensas en Satanas y te imaginas a un tipo trajeado con el pelo relamido y sonrisa macabra&lt;br /&gt;Piensas en Belcebú y te imaginas a bugs bunny de los años 40s&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113928657685491032?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113928657685491032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113928657685491032' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113928657685491032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113928657685491032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/02/piensas-en-el-diablo-y-te-imaginas-en.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113864200235872919</id><published>2006-01-30T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-30T09:26:42.390-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>soñe ayer qe era un perro gigante, desperte hoy  y me di cuenta ....qe era ...un perro  ..gigante&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113864200235872919?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113864200235872919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113864200235872919' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113864200235872919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113864200235872919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/01/soe-ayer-qe-era-un-perro-gigante.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113684039813293997</id><published>2006-01-09T12:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T12:59:58.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/oldlandya-img201x250-55lionel_richie_2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/oldlandya-img201x250-55lionel_richie_2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tendre qe ausentarme por unos diasya qe ahora padesco la enfermedad llamada "la plaga lionel richie", espero recuparme pronto por qe si no lo hago, lo mas probale es qe me vea asi&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113684039813293997?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113684039813293997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113684039813293997' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113684039813293997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113684039813293997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/01/tendre-qe-ausentarme-por-unos-diasya.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113621718602152341</id><published>2006-01-02T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T07:53:06.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿qe diablos es kuanza?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113621718602152341?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113621718602152341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113621718602152341' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113621718602152341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113621718602152341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2006/01/qe-diablos-es-kuanza.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-113541203491967532</id><published>2005-12-24T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T00:13:54.933-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hay un punto en la ebriedad de la gente qe produce por lo general una cachondes qe hace qe te qieras fajar a todo lo qe veas, por desgracia cuando llego a eso punto,en vez de qerer fajar qiero darle topes a todo  lo qe vea&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113541203491967532?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113541203491967532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113541203491967532' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113541203491967532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113541203491967532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/12/hay-un-punto-en-la-ebriedad-de-la.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113523988129832978</id><published>2005-12-22T00:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T00:24:41.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>extrañas cosas pasan, y antes de qe te das cuenta, tu amigo mas cercano es un abridor llamado "nati"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113523988129832978?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113523988129832978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113523988129832978' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113523988129832978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113523988129832978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/12/extraas-cosas-pasan-y-antes-de-qe-te.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113428063679629184</id><published>2005-12-10T21:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T21:57:16.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mas sueños extraños:&lt;br /&gt;un juego qe no sabria si es real o no, deonde el elenco de friends se viste de gala para correr los 100 metros planos de balcon,lo mas pegados a la pared posibles de lo contrario, satanas o alguo asi, se lo comeria vivos......&lt;br /&gt;ross traia un mulet en ese evento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113428063679629184?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113428063679629184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113428063679629184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113428063679629184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113428063679629184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/12/mas-sueos-extraos-un-juego-qe-no.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113376373813265638</id><published>2005-12-04T22:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T22:22:18.146-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>tuve otro sueño extraño. la nueva moda eran las muñecas poseidas y malditas , literalmente, cero qe es cuestiond e tiempo antes de qe logre pasar...&lt;br /&gt; igual qe parqe jurasico&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113376373813265638?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113376373813265638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113376373813265638' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113376373813265638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113376373813265638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuve-otro-sueo-extrao.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113304261545363827</id><published>2005-11-26T14:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-26T14:03:35.466-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acabo de despertar de un sueño donde veia un programa como el de gladiadores o los guerreros del domo con la diferencia de qe este programa era conducido por cesar costa y el primio era un lujoso dpartamente en nueva york&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113304261545363827?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113304261545363827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113304261545363827' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113304261545363827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113304261545363827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/11/acabo-de-despertar-de-un-sueo-donde.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-113228980368520629</id><published>2005-11-17T20:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T20:56:43.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy presencie con tristeza como un hombre destruia una cabina telefonica parte por parte, de una iracunda manera&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113228980368520629?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113228980368520629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113228980368520629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113228980368520629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113228980368520629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/11/hoy-presencie-con-tristeza-como-un.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-113200635213947366</id><published>2005-11-14T14:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T14:12:32.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>acabo de despertar de un sueño donde yo era una tortuga ninja, y salia con una mujer marisco&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113200635213947366?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113200635213947366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113200635213947366' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113200635213947366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113200635213947366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/11/acabo-de-despertar-de-un-sueo-donde-yo.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113116944178697495</id><published>2005-11-04T21:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T21:44:01.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creo tener el corazon de un robot, y la condicon cardiaca de alguien de 63 años asi como creo qe ahi un robo t con corazon de humano y un motor de inyeccion de 01000100010010101010101.010101010101 caballos de fuerza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113116944178697495?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113116944178697495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113116944178697495' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113116944178697495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113116944178697495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/11/creo-tener-el-corazon-de-un-robot-y-la.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113090256284372289</id><published>2005-11-01T19:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T19:36:02.856-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>espero qe en el futuro inventen un programa de concursos llamado "cuantos kilos de jamon puede ud comer?!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113090256284372289?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113090256284372289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113090256284372289' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113090256284372289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113090256284372289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/11/espero-qe-en-el-futuro-inventen-un.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-113079773590007843</id><published>2005-10-31T14:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-31T14:28:55.910-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>¿quien crees qe pondria entre los 3 reyes magos y santa clos?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113079773590007843?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113079773590007843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113079773590007843' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113079773590007843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113079773590007843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/quien-crees-qe-pondria-entre-los-3.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-113045498459237085</id><published>2005-10-27T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T16:16:24.606-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>en qe estaba pensado dios cuando se le ocurrio crear al ser humano?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-113045498459237085?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/113045498459237085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=113045498459237085' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113045498459237085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/113045498459237085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/en-qe-estaba-pensado-dios-cuando-se-le.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-112984267536529911</id><published>2005-10-20T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T14:11:15.400-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>creo qe las encuestas telefonicas, es el pasatiempo mas divertido de dios para darnos en la madre&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112984267536529911?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112984267536529911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112984267536529911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112984267536529911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112984267536529911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/creo-qe-las-encuestas-telefonicas-es.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-112975638803373442</id><published>2005-10-19T14:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T14:13:08.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>mou es un guacala de papirri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112975638803373442?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112975638803373442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112975638803373442' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112975638803373442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112975638803373442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/mou-es-un-guacala-de-papirri.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-112960963145468358</id><published>2005-10-17T21:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T21:27:11.460-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>guacala de papirri!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... algo qe decir?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112960963145468358?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112960963145468358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112960963145468358' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112960963145468358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112960963145468358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/guacala-de-papirri.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-112846746541047867</id><published>2005-10-04T16:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T16:11:05.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/1600/arrrroz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5539/1417/320/arrrroz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; aaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrooz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112846746541047867?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112846746541047867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112846746541047867' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112846746541047867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112846746541047867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/aaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrooz.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-112831375036038575</id><published>2005-10-02T21:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T21:29:10.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>dentro de otra decada sacaran otra version de ice, ice ,baby....&lt;br /&gt;de eso uno puede estar seguro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112831375036038575?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112831375036038575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112831375036038575' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112831375036038575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112831375036038575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/10/dentro-de-otra-decada-sacaran-otra.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-112796372531874981</id><published>2005-09-28T20:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-28T20:15:25.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>.........i-i-a-u-a&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112796372531874981?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112796372531874981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112796372531874981' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112796372531874981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112796372531874981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/09/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-112776993882802442</id><published>2005-09-26T14:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T14:25:38.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hoy y siempre, mou lubrica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112776993882802442?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112776993882802442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112776993882802442' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112776993882802442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112776993882802442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/09/hoy-y-siempre-mou-lubrica.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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-15342896.post-112735942151320867</id><published>2005-09-21T20:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-21T20:23:41.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>necesito una libretita para anotar mis estupuideces en borrador, por qe esta es la decima vez qe se me olvida poner algo menos aburrido qe esto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15342896-112735942151320867?l=gentecomegente.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/feeds/112735942151320867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15342896&amp;postID=112735942151320867' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112735942151320867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112735942151320867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/09/necesito-una-libretita-para-anotar-mis.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image 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type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112718492322945384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15342896/posts/default/112718492322945384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gentecomegente.blogspot.com/2005/09/si-todos-dijeramos-siempre-lo-qe.html' title=''/><author><name>el can</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11085115322559430135</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>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15342896.post-112664174276339276</id><published>2005-09-13T13:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-13T13:02:22.770-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>qe habria sido de genne simmons de haber sido beisbolista?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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