tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34861537886199507842012-02-16T15:08:38.879-03:00mexericadas.f. 1. Demostración de cariño que se lle fai a alguén, con demasiada afectación. Nunca puido soporta-las mexericadas da súa avoa. 2. Cousa sen importancia. Parece mentira que te enfades por esa mexericada. CF. bobada, parvadaMarcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-48998172423904458182008-04-26T23:04:00.011-03:002008-08-07T00:19:48.084-03:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Ella </span><br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/SBPfmyobbrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MBlMTZMPDKI/s1600-h/orcut_perfil43.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193740652807679666" style="WIDTH: 98px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 119px" height="118" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/SBPfmyobbrI/AAAAAAAAAa0/MBlMTZMPDKI/s200/orcut_perfil43.jpg" width="99" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">olho zarabatana<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">avisa a máscara<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">o olhar engana </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Elle</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/SBPfniobbsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-j6oXSU2nxo/s1600-h/orcut_perfil45.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5193740665692581570" style="CURSOR: hand" height="119" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/SBPfniobbsI/AAAAAAAAAa8/-j6oXSU2nxo/s200/orcut_perfil45.jpg" width="97" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">o gato<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">diz a lebre<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">faz sapato<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">o pato<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">diz a sapa<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">desengata </span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-4899817242390445818?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-73066701194988379742008-03-26T07:44:00.007-03:002008-08-07T00:19:39.014-03:00<span style="font-family:verdana;">Ela<br /></span><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/R-op3rv6_dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/aajnL1kKCcE/s1600-h/orcut_perfil39.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000357856443858" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 107px" height="106" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/R-op3rv6_dI/AAAAAAAAAaA/aajnL1kKCcE/s200/orcut_perfil39.jpg" width="69" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">sem boca</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">sem candeia</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">o bonifrate</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">dispara estatuas</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">encobre as veias</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Ele</span><br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/R-op3Lv6_cI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Mfciu4Dm0ak/s1600-h/orcut_perfil40.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182000349266509250" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 109px" height="109" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/R-op3Lv6_cI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/Mfciu4Dm0ak/s200/orcut_perfil40.jpg" width="91" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">cola boca</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">gruda candeia</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">um boneco só</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">teria quânticas veias?</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-7306670119498837974?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-15081683569072580672007-02-17T15:42:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:19:12.033-03:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RddQC9AeXAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PX-CJt9P8bk/s1600-h/extase.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032579120276331522" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RddQC9AeXAI/AAAAAAAAAHA/PX-CJt9P8bk/s400/extase.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Trocar. Óculos, saia, amor, geladeira, marcha.<br />Não, não é troca.<br />Permutar. Feijões, casas, imagens, certificados, elementos.<br />Não, também não é permuta.<br />Partilhar.<br />Não, não é dividir, nem somar.<br />Afeto.<br />Não aritmética, não álgebra nem teoremas.<br />Nem saúde, sexo e pornografia.<br />Nem foda-se deus que lhe seria vermelha carapuça.<br />Nem touro ouro borboleta.<br />Une piece de resistance?<br /><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span><br />Dance em êxtase. Dance em êxtase.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.<br />.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"><em>They call you ecstasy / Nothing ever sticks to you<br />Not velcro, not scotch tape / Not my arms dipped in glue</em></span><br /></div><div><em><span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">.</span></em><br /></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;">Lou Reed – <em>Ecstasy</em></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-1508168356907258067?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-3943875517176177012007-02-16T10:51:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:19:03.934-03:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RdW3Q9AeW_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/n1a0juBoZdE/s1600-h/paiD.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032129660538739698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RdW3Q9AeW_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/n1a0juBoZdE/s400/paiD.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#ffffff;">.<br /></span><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Que barulho é esse?</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Tá louca, Dirce!</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Venha cá, ó imbecil! Tá saindo do cestinho de lixo.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Manoel Carlos, mal-humorado, levanta a bunda da cadeira e arrasta-se ao encontro da dúvida.</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Prestenção... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Com o mindinho esfregou o tímpano, abriu mais as pálpebras. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– sfffiettcool... </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Não sabia. Aquele som não estava em sua memória cognitiva. Parecia. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Reticente, remexe a papelada, cinzas, tocos de cigarros e o olhar curioso da esposa. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Ali! – Espevitada, ela aponta e pega cuidadosa aquela caneta disforme. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Quase que no centro do corpo do objeto, uma bolha translúcida evidenciava algo que,</span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Preciso de uma lente, mané! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Agora sim. </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">– Seu FILHO DE UMA PUTA! Desperdiçando minha porra com punheta?!!! </span></div><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Atirou de volta ao cesto a caneta grávida. </span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-394387551717617701?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-59243241595338460242007-02-16T08:34:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:18:54.373-03:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RdWW7dAeW-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zx-_s4LUWaQ/s1600-h/oneline.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032094106799463394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RdWW7dAeW-I/AAAAAAAAAGo/zx-_s4LUWaQ/s400/oneline.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">..<br />.<br />.<br />.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-5924324159533846024?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-34901212716492232152007-02-09T13:17:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:18:37.734-03:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/Rcye0dAeW6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DaONUk6hGUQ/s1600-h/cucabis.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029569507843005346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/Rcye0dAeW6I/AAAAAAAAAF4/DaONUk6hGUQ/s400/cucabis.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">.</span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca</span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><strong><span style="font-family:Verdana;">. </span></strong></div><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;">cuca cuca<br /><strong>cu<span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span>ca</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">.<br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em>bis</em></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-3490121271649223215?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-18125713419973768112007-02-09T09:44:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:18:27.444-03:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RcxtHNAeW5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ASojGL-V_dM/s1600-h/tales1.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029514854384163730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/RcxtHNAeW5I/AAAAAAAAAFs/ASojGL-V_dM/s400/tales1.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que sim</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que sai</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que som</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que sei</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que sem</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">para que paro<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">sim sai som sem sol</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">.<span style="color:#ffffff;">..............</span>.</span>sem sal</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#ffffff;">....<span style="color:#ffffff;">.........</span>...</span>sem céu</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">cão late<span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:85%;">....</span>..</span>sem esse véu</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">too<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">..</span>late<span style="color:#ffffff;"><span style="font-size:85%;">.</span>....</span>sem sul</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">to<span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffffff;">...</span>gate</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">cresce a bolha voa ex pim<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-1812571341997376811?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3486153788619950784.post-55677709786245171102007-02-08T20:19:00.002-03:002008-08-07T00:18:16.548-03:00<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/Rcu_-NAeW4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/p0m7X0TzNHE/s1600-h/umAmorDe.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029324484253735810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_Li_N1AoCkCc/Rcu_-NAeW4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/p0m7X0TzNHE/s400/umAmorDe.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Era ela de salivar os machos. Ela era quem botou todos sosolhos grandes as amêndoas sobrecoxas os meus. Grudamos o nortesul, oblíquos, lentos, arauditos, inomináveis. Pedra pinga, cair de foder trepiterra. Bis tris polisempre a ignorar móveis e silêncios. Rolar a ladeira gosmelada. Depois ela quis mastigar meus fiapos, chupar os cantos das bordas, girar tripas. Era ela foi quem quis. Era.</span></div><div><span style="color:#ffffff;">.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;color:#996633;">Ilust. Dore, Gustave – 63 Old Soul Inexorable and Pitilessos Oved her Father in a Sacrileged Way – Divina comédia; Alighieri, Dante</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3486153788619950784-5567770978624517110?l=mexericada.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Marcos Fernandeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16727257002990894775noreply@blogger.com1