<?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-11553725</id><updated>2011-08-24T05:51:03.553-07:00</updated><category term='paquetazo'/><category term='funny'/><category term='beach'/><category term='song'/><category term='fernandez'/><category term='music'/><category term='Weird Al Yankovic&apos;s'/><category term='we belong together'/><category term='medidas'/><category term='abuso'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='Codigo 666'/><category term='sex'/><category term='hipolito mejia'/><category term='basura'/><category term='peliculas'/><category term='leonel'/><category term='sucks'/><category term='more sex'/><category term='amet'/><category term='Mariah Carey'/><category term='definicion'/><category term='sanky-panky'/><category term='carajo'/><category term='alot of sex'/><category term='jimmy fallon comedy mtv'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Dangerous Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>/* Burned Neurons*//* Lost Neurons*/</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>63</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7588135097955051216</id><published>2008-04-16T12:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T12:41:09.294-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Un millon de veces por ti</title><content type='html'>La vida me ha dado muchas cosas buenas y malas. Y las repetiría un millón de veces si mi destino fuese terminar aquí.


&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/SAZVi6bNURI/AAAAAAAAADY/KP22qBFopqQ/s1600-h/P4210014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/SAZVi6bNURI/AAAAAAAAADY/KP22qBFopqQ/s320/P4210014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189929678878363922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7588135097955051216?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7588135097955051216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7588135097955051216&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7588135097955051216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7588135097955051216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2008/04/un-millon-de-veces-por-ti.html' title='Un millon de veces por ti'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/SAZVi6bNURI/AAAAAAAAADY/KP22qBFopqQ/s72-c/P4210014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-6078300677120905966</id><published>2008-01-31T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T08:27:54.793-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miguel Vargas Maldonado implicado en lavado de dinero</title><content type='html'>En estas elecciones no tenia la intención de votar, ya que ninguno sirven. Pero yo voy a votar para que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miguel Vargas Maldonado&lt;/span&gt; no gane. Miren el reportaje y vean en las clases de negocios que ha estado involucrado.


&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NX6OzWXknpU&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NX6OzWXknpU&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-6078300677120905966?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/6078300677120905966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=6078300677120905966&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/6078300677120905966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/6078300677120905966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2008/01/miguel-vargas-maldonado-implicado-en.html' title='Miguel Vargas Maldonado implicado en lavado de dinero'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-1124051868309232936</id><published>2007-07-09T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-09T13:56:41.402-07:00</updated><title type='text'>B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L</title><content type='html'>Se que tengo mucho que no posteo nada, pero este video que he visto me dieron ganas de compartirlo. So mírenlo ahí.

&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YDRId6QmNTA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YDRId6QmNTA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-1124051868309232936?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/1124051868309232936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=1124051868309232936&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/1124051868309232936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/1124051868309232936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/07/b-e-u-t-i-f-u-l.html' title='B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7777200227874226737</id><published>2007-04-02T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T18:32:27.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Damn gamers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RhGun7t4NII/AAAAAAAAABA/7E6e5NH1k4k/s1600-h/4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RhGun7t4NII/AAAAAAAAABA/7E6e5NH1k4k/s320/4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049008658327286914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7777200227874226737?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7777200227874226737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7777200227874226737&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7777200227874226737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7777200227874226737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/04/damn-gamers.html' title='Damn gamers'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RhGun7t4NII/AAAAAAAAABA/7E6e5NH1k4k/s72-c/4.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7072618761306414818</id><published>2007-03-21T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T06:23:11.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mis dos princesas</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbMuLfz10Q8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TbMuLfz10Q8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7072618761306414818?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7072618761306414818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7072618761306414818&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7072618761306414818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7072618761306414818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/03/mis-dos-princesas.html' title='Mis dos princesas'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-8767920400248813913</id><published>2007-03-07T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T16:44:58.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FELICIDADES AYISOTA</title><content type='html'>People hoy &lt;a href="http://ayarir.blogspot.com"&gt;ayi&lt;/a&gt; cumple! so tirenle besito y delen abrazo.

HAPPY BDAY &lt;a href="http://ayarir.blogspot.com"&gt;AYI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-8767920400248813913?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/8767920400248813913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=8767920400248813913&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8767920400248813913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8767920400248813913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/03/felicidades-ayisota.html' title='FELICIDADES AYISOTA'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4254687556998404373</id><published>2007-03-02T05:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T05:59:57.430-08:00</updated><title type='text'>AL FINN!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://diariolibre.com/app/renderimage.aspx?s=10&amp;m=0&amp;i=866C8C79-2455-44A3-B552-6E55B77271EC&amp;f=113"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://diariolibre.com/app/renderimage.aspx?s=10&amp;m=0&amp;i=866C8C79-2455-44A3-B552-6E55B77271EC&amp;f=113" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;diablos, que barato se ve ese papelito :P. No podian hacer un chin de bulto&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4254687556998404373?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4254687556998404373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4254687556998404373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4254687556998404373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4254687556998404373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/03/al-finn.html' title='AL FINN!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3255489841789035484</id><published>2007-02-22T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T08:17:45.285-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Regeneración de partes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Estaba leyendo un articulo llamado &lt;a href="http://health.howstuffworks.com/extracellular-matrix.htm"&gt;"Humans can regrow fingers?"&lt;/a&gt; , cuentan como un señor perdió la punta de su dedo y se le regenero completamente con uña y todo!!!. Vean un poco.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;div style="border: 1px dashed ; font-style: italic; font-size: 12px;"&gt;February 20, 2007
When a hobby-store owner in Cincinnati sliced off his fingertip in 2005 while showing a customer why the motor on his model plane was dangerous, he went to the emergency room without the missing tip. He couldn't find it anywhere. The doctor bandaged the wound and recommended a skin graft to cover the top of his right-middle stub for cosmetic purposes, since nothing could be done to rebuild the finger.

Months later, he had regrown it, tissue, nerves, skin, fingernail and all.

This particular hobbyist happened to have a brother in the tissue-regeneration business, who told him to forego the skin graft and instead apply a powdered extract taken from pig's bladder to the raw finger tip. The extract, called extracellular matrix, lays the framework that cells use to generate any given body part. It's like a cellular scaffolding, and all animals have it. It holds the signals that direct cells to divide, differentiate and build themselves into a specific form.

Extracellular matrix is not cellular -- it's a component of body tissue that functions outside of the body's cells (thus the "extracellular" designation"). It's made up mostly of collagen, a type of protein. So extracellular matrix extracted from the bladder of a pig does not actually have any of the pig's cells in it.

In human fetuses, the substance works in concert with stem cells to grow and regrow everything from heart aortas to toes. Fetuses can regrow almost anything that gets damaged while in the womb.
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&lt;a href="http://health.howstuffworks.com/extracellular-matrix.htm"&gt;Mas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3255489841789035484?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3255489841789035484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3255489841789035484&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3255489841789035484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3255489841789035484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/02/regeneracin-de-partes.html' title='Regeneración de partes?'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-5019968887124510810</id><published>2007-02-16T10:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T11:07:52.183-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My new BABIES!!</title><content type='html'>Tengo una nueva pasión. Desde hace un tiempo que siempre las armas me vuelven loco, (especialmente las katanas) so me compre unas cuentas :P check it out.
Una de verdad.
Es two in one. Puede parecer un staff de madera..... pero cuando halas ambos lados FUAP! hola! 2 katanas. &lt;deadly&gt;.

que cool ? eh? :P

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Y unas cuantas de madera para entrenar claro!. no quieren que me lleve un brazo por ta'  de loco viejo.
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Soon les muestro mis samurai's skills.&lt;/deadly&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-5019968887124510810?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/5019968887124510810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=5019968887124510810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/5019968887124510810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/5019968887124510810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-new-babies.html' title='My new BABIES!!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7364886130650358874</id><published>2007-02-13T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T05:50:40.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MY BDAY!!!!</title><content type='html'>So, mi cumpleaños fue el 6 de febrero. Pero el sabado pasado 11 de febrero los celebre junto a mis bdays budy Gary y Amhed ( 5 y 7 de Feb ). Check da pictures here&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/21001574@N00/sets/72157594530279525/"&gt; Renny's POV &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;
&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/gp/81309866@N00/48K96U"&gt;Kakis's POV &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br/&gt;

Thx baby!!! y a todos los que fueron, la pase increible&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7364886130650358874?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7364886130650358874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7364886130650358874&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7364886130650358874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7364886130650358874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-bday.html' title='MY BDAY!!!!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-8484738570089408508</id><published>2007-01-25T12:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T12:48:36.982-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jimmy fallon comedy mtv'/><title type='text'>Jimmy Fallon rocks</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pi_88XR7ND8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pi_88XR7ND8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-8484738570089408508?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/8484738570089408508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=8484738570089408508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8484738570089408508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8484738570089408508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/01/jimmy-fallon-rocks.html' title='Jimmy Fallon rocks'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4082892940057420621</id><published>2007-01-21T09:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T05:14:26.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mi blog cumplio 2 years!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RbS4o1JwpPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nGtditNLBlI/s1600-h/42-16766879.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RbS4o1JwpPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nGtditNLBlI/s320/42-16766879.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5022842496027239666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4082892940057420621?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4082892940057420621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4082892940057420621&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4082892940057420621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4082892940057420621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/01/mi-blog-cumplio-3-years.html' title='Mi blog cumplio 2 years!!!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_y3Ix9cqHnrA/RbS4o1JwpPI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nGtditNLBlI/s72-c/42-16766879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-1899709714458871396</id><published>2007-01-17T12:18:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T12:18:04.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dick In A Box - Andy Samberg and Justin Timberlake Digital Short SNL Uncensored</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; 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                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-1899709714458871396?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/1899709714458871396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=1899709714458871396&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/1899709714458871396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/1899709714458871396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/01/dick-in-box-andy-samberg-and-justin.html' title='Dick In A Box - Andy Samberg and Justin Timberlake Digital Short SNL Uncensored'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3817406070046398477</id><published>2007-01-08T09:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T09:44:51.469-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Miami TRIP!</title><content type='html'>See pictures &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/photos/b1ach/sets/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3817406070046398477?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3817406070046398477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3817406070046398477&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3817406070046398477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3817406070046398477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2007/01/miami-trip.html' title='Miami TRIP!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-8282339324718433902</id><published>2006-12-18T10:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:37:35.438-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pat Metheny - Fallow Me</title><content type='html'>I love this song, find a moment in your day and get some peace with these song
&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQFsGFls3eM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EQFsGFls3eM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-8282339324718433902?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/8282339324718433902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=8282339324718433902&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8282339324718433902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/8282339324718433902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/12/pat-metheny-fallow-me.html' title='Pat Metheny - Fallow Me'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3954484143276744855</id><published>2006-12-13T11:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T12:19:12.962-08:00</updated><title type='text'>For all those McDonald fans</title><content type='html'>Check this out people, i was amazed.

&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDhMfl0WdBU"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WDhMfl0WdBU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3954484143276744855?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3954484143276744855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3954484143276744855&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3954484143276744855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3954484143276744855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/12/for-all-those-mcdonald-fans.html' title='For all those McDonald fans'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4584630344167274407</id><published>2006-12-04T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T08:44:04.791-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1 + 1 = 2, y por que no 3,4,5.....100</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Esas cosas que haces….&lt;br /&gt;

Cosas que me hacen volverme loco por ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Es tan facil enamorarme mas y mas cada año, mes, día, hora, segundo de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Tenemos algo tan especial (lo puedo sentir)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Algo que nadie puede ver, solo tu y yo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Nuestra conexion y pasion nos hacen invulnerables a todo mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Cuidamos mutuamente nuestros corazones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Como si fuere el nuestro. Dos corazones 1 solo latido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Me asombro de todo el amor que me das&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Es algo que no se puede comparar con nada!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Te quiero agradecer toda la confianza y el apoyo que me has dado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Estabas ahí cuando estuve abajo y me ayudaste  a levantarme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Siempre a mi lado con la cabeza bien en alto mirando al norte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
I look foward for another year with you.. and many more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
I LOVE YOU! RANNYTA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;
&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="" lang="ES-DO"&gt;Giancarlo "El Boy" Marte&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4584630344167274407?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4584630344167274407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4584630344167274407&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4584630344167274407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4584630344167274407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/12/1-1-2-y-por-que-no-345100.html' title='1 + 1 = 2, y por que no 3,4,5.....100'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7580694924825978078</id><published>2006-11-09T05:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T05:51:30.878-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Weird Al Yankovic&apos;s'/><title type='text'>White &amp; Nerdy</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;embed style="width:400px; height:326px;" id="VideoPlayback" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=1384277706451157121&amp;amp;hl=en" flashvars=""&gt; &lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&amp;quot;Weird Al&amp;quot; Yankovic's music video from his new album &amp;quot;Straight Outta Lynwood&amp;quot;
                &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7580694924825978078?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7580694924825978078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7580694924825978078&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7580694924825978078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7580694924825978078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/11/white-nerdy.html' title='White &amp; Nerdy'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3296381005282272958</id><published>2006-11-08T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T08:45:38.487-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='medidas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leonel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='paquetazo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fernandez'/><title type='text'>Nuevas Medidas Leonel Fernandez</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Muchos estabamos esperado el paquetazo.. well aqui está&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QwOAJ39L5Rk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/QwOAJ39L5Rk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3296381005282272958?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3296381005282272958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3296381005282272958&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3296381005282272958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3296381005282272958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/11/nuevas-medidas-leonel-fernandez.html' title='Nuevas Medidas Leonel Fernandez'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-6808514846867902438</id><published>2006-10-31T04:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T05:02:30.156-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Old people are funny</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/1600/viejos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/320/viejos.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

&lt;p&gt;En estos dias un tio me hace un cuento. Tengo un amigo que tenia 6 meses viviendo en bavaro, esta persona es lo menos tecnologico que hayas visto pero por lo menos lo intenta. Well el tenia una estufa electrica, el señor tiene 6 meses viviendo en bavaro y no ha podido ni colar cafe en la estufa, que esa estufa no sirve, que lo engañaron, que la va a partir en pedacitos,etc,etc.&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Un dia va su hija, dice hey vamos a preparar algo, y él .. le repite la misma historia: eso no sirve,que me engañaron, etc,etc. Y ella analiza mira y dice hmmmm papi? no sería bueno si tu la conectaras?. :| &lt;/p&gt;

Cuando sea viejito espero ser un tiguere alante alante con la tecnologia para que no me pasen estos gayded's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-6808514846867902438?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/6808514846867902438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=6808514846867902438&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/6808514846867902438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/6808514846867902438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/old-people-are-funny.html' title='Old people are funny'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3796679185630583779</id><published>2006-10-27T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:31:55.133-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Te como Completa</title><content type='html'>Te suelto el peloooo, te quito la camisaaaaaa , tu pantalooonn y despues te como completa!.

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ruthiescakes.net/images/tweety%20bird.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.ruthiescakes.net/images/tweety%20bird.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3796679185630583779?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3796679185630583779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3796679185630583779&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3796679185630583779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3796679185630583779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/te-como-completa.html' title='Te como Completa'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4346724206940393473</id><published>2006-10-27T06:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:30:18.580-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Funny Haircut</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/1600/image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/400/image001.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4346724206940393473?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4346724206940393473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4346724206940393473&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4346724206940393473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4346724206940393473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/funny-picture.html' title='Funny Haircut'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3592296128374302250</id><published>2006-10-25T09:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:31:14.947-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuso'/><title type='text'>GOD DAMMIT</title><content type='html'>Esta mañana escuche algo sobre una reforma fiscal(PAF).... pero decidi ignorarlo, porque me iba a dar un ataque.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;
&lt;li&gt;Me levanto quillao por que no hay luz&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;si no hay luz no hay agua&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;no hay agua tengo que cargar una cubeta de la sisterna&lt;/li&gt;
&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;el agua esta fria&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;tengo que usar un cantarito&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;/ul&gt;
&lt;b&gt;y lo moquito y el trafico y el maldito metro&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;h1&gt;COÑÑÑÑIO!! que diablaso es lo que uno va a hacer&lt;/h1&gt;

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&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;define PAF: penetracion anal forsoza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3592296128374302250?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3592296128374302250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3592296128374302250&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3592296128374302250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3592296128374302250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/god-dammit.html' title='GOD DAMMIT'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-1938184576495058805</id><published>2006-10-20T08:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T06:35:21.040-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amet'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='abuso'/><title type='text'>GO AMET GO GO YEAH!! WE GONNA GET YOU</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Un &lt;span onmouseover="showit()" onmouseout="dontshowit()" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amet&lt;/span&gt; en accion. Una persona comun transita tranquilo en la Kennedy y un &lt;span onmouseover="showit()" onmouseout="dontshowit()" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amet&lt;/span&gt; lo manda a parar. &lt;br /&gt;El &lt;span onmouseover="showit()" onmouseout="dontshowit()" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amet&lt;/span&gt; atraviesa la Kennedy y llega al medio de la calle para imponer algo que esta descrito en su misión ( a ver si lo localizan ), como es comun en los &lt;span onmouseover="showit()" onmouseout="dontshowit()" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amet&lt;/span&gt; crea un tapon.&lt;br /&gt;Casualmente en el tapon que armo el &lt;span onmouseover="showit()" onmouseout="dontshowit()" style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;amet&lt;/span&gt; por ir a hablar con esa persona que estaba en el carril del medio de la Kennedy , tenia una camara GRABANDO y capto todo.... see it for yourselft&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;a href="http://amet.gov.do/quienessomos.asp" target="_blank"&gt;Su misión&lt;/a&gt; se concentra en establecer y regular la fiscalización del transporte; de las rutas de transporte público, de promover programas de prevención de accidentes, así como facilitar la circulación mediante la señalización, la semaforización, rediseño y mantenimiento del sistema vial urbano.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

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expresion de movimiento : &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vete para el carajo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
expresion de sentimiento: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;anda pal carajooooo | CARAJO!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
expresion descriptiva: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;este carajo es el diablo!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;
insulto: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;maldito carajito del diablo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;
En una oración: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hey carajito ven aca&lt;/span&gt; donde esta mi esposa? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;se fue con aquel carajo.... ANDA PAL CARAJO!&lt;/span&gt; deja que la vea, es mas no la quiero ver dile que se vaya para el &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;carajo!&lt;/span&gt;

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Según la real Academia de la lengua, “Carajo” era el nombre que se le puso al espacio ubicado en la parte más alta de los mástiles de las antiguas carabelas españolas. Era una especie de canasta, que servía como puesto de observación, desde el cual los vigías oteaban el horizonte en busca de naves enemigas, puntos de ubicación o lugares hasta donde querían llegar.&lt;p&gt;

 En aquel lugar, el más alto del mástil y el más inestable de la nave, se sentía en mayor magnitud, el movimiento lateral realizado por un barco de vela, de acuerdo al movimiento del mar. El marino que era enviado a permanecer como vigía, luego de apenas un par de horas, bajaba totalmente mareado; lo que era considerado como un duro castigo y servía para dar escarmiento a quienes cometían alguna infracción a bordo.&lt;p&gt;


De ahí parece surgir la expresión: "Váyase al Carajo".
&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-5193796976903024313?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/5193796976903024313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=5193796976903024313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/5193796976903024313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/5193796976903024313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/vyase-para-el-carajo.html' title='Váyase para el carajo!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4112184208488224945</id><published>2006-10-18T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-18T08:16:07.251-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='we belong together'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='song'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mariah Carey'/><title type='text'>Mariah Carey - We Belong Together</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Quien diría de power metal a R&amp;B. La song esta en el radio blo...me likes it :$.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;

Mariah Carey&lt;br /&gt;
We Belong Together&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Ooh, ooh, sweet love, yeah)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I didn't mean it&lt;br /&gt;
When I said I didn't love you, so&lt;br /&gt;
I should have held on tight&lt;br /&gt;
I never shoulda let you go&lt;br /&gt;
I didn't know nothing&lt;br /&gt;
I was stupid, I was foolish&lt;br /&gt;
I was lying to myself&lt;br /&gt;
I could not fathom that I would ever&lt;br /&gt;
Be without your love&lt;br /&gt;
Never imagined I'd be&lt;br /&gt;
Sitting here beside myself&lt;br /&gt;
Cause I didn't know you&lt;br /&gt;
Cause I didn't know me&lt;br /&gt;
But I thought I knew everything&lt;br /&gt;
I never felt&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
The feeling that I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;
Now that I don't hear your voice&lt;br /&gt;
Or have your touch and kiss your lips&lt;br /&gt;
Cause I don't have a choice&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, what I wouldn't give&lt;br /&gt;
To have you lying by my side&lt;br /&gt;
Right here, cause baby&lt;br /&gt;
(We belong together)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[chorus]&lt;br /&gt;
When you left I lost a part of me&lt;br /&gt;
It's still so hard to believe&lt;br /&gt;
Come back baby, please&lt;br /&gt;
Cause we belong together&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Who else am I gon' lean on&lt;br /&gt;
When times get rough&lt;br /&gt;
Who's gonna talk to me on the phone&lt;br /&gt;
Till the sun comes up&lt;br /&gt;
Who's gonna take your place&lt;br /&gt;
There ain't nobody better&lt;br /&gt;
Oh, baby baby, we belong together&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I can't sleep at night&lt;br /&gt;
When you are on my mind&lt;br /&gt;
Bobby Womack's on the radio&lt;br /&gt;
Saying to me&lt;br /&gt;
"If you think you're lonely now"&lt;br /&gt;
Wait a minute&lt;br /&gt;
This is too deep (too deep)&lt;br /&gt;
I gotta change the station&lt;br /&gt;
So I turn the dial&lt;br /&gt;
Trying to catch a break&lt;br /&gt;
And then I hear Babyface&lt;br /&gt;
I only think of you&lt;br /&gt;
And it's breaking my heart&lt;br /&gt;
I'm trying to keep it together&lt;br /&gt;
But I'm falling apart&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
I'm feeling all out of my element&lt;br /&gt;
I'm throwing things, crying&lt;br /&gt;
Trying to figure out&lt;br /&gt;
Where the hell I went wrong&lt;br /&gt;
The pain reflected in this song&lt;br /&gt;
It ain't even half of what&lt;br /&gt;
I'm feeling inside&lt;br /&gt;
I need you&lt;br /&gt;
Need you back in my life, baby&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
[chorus] X2&lt;br /&gt;
........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4112184208488224945?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4112184208488224945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4112184208488224945&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4112184208488224945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4112184208488224945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/mariah-carey-we-belong-together.html' title='Mariah Carey - We Belong Together'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-7943374951362320680</id><published>2006-10-04T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T06:16:26.461-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Picture</title><content type='html'>Check this out.&lt;br /&gt;
Pasos&lt;br /&gt;
1. las rayitas blancas son los camellos.&lt;br /&gt;
2. Los camellos negros son sombras.&lt;br /&gt;
3. Es una foto aerea.&lt;br /&gt;

&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/1600/noname.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger2/3005/1410/320/noname.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-7943374951362320680?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/7943374951362320680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=7943374951362320680&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7943374951362320680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/7943374951362320680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/amazing-picture.html' title='Amazing Picture'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-3442817835629995155</id><published>2006-10-03T09:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T14:33:33.696-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calle 13 - La aguacatona</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;En negrita las partes que me encienden.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br/&gt;

Aguanta el pichón, guarda la trompeta&lt;br /&gt;
Tranquiliza la bragueta&lt;br /&gt;
Que esa si que tiene teta&lt;br /&gt;
A lo Catherine Zeta, con estilito&lt;br /&gt;
Aunque un poco seca&lt;br /&gt;
Nadie la reta, ella es toda una meta&lt;br /&gt;
Como un trofeo en pista-y-campo&lt;br /&gt;
Como un salto a lo alto&lt;br /&gt;
Como un homerun bien largo&lt;br /&gt;
Detrás de ella va un fan club de palgos&lt;br /&gt;
Y ella menea, y mi pichón pistonea&lt;br /&gt;
Hay que pensar en cosas feas&lt;br /&gt;
Pa' que no haya pelea&lt;br /&gt;
Con su nalgaje de alto voltaje&lt;br /&gt;
Y su trajecito encaje&lt;br /&gt;
Ella es la aguacatona&lt;br /&gt;
Es de lo mamona&lt;br /&gt;
Con su estilito Europeo de Roma&lt;br /&gt;
Regando to' el aroma por el lobby&lt;br /&gt;
Yo la vi, como bizco la vi&lt;br /&gt;
Y me acerque en la disco&lt;br /&gt;
Guilla'o de Sisqo&lt;br /&gt;
Y me tire como si fuera un risco&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"¿Mira, andas sola?"&lt;br /&gt;
¿Hay luna llena, quieres ser mi loba?"&lt;br /&gt;
¡Tengo un bulova y ando en una limo!&lt;br /&gt;
¡Por dentro huele a pino!&lt;br /&gt;
¡No tengas miedo, soy un tipo fino!&lt;br /&gt;
¡Yo bailo lo que sea!&lt;br /&gt;
¡Es mas, me tiro el split chino!&lt;br /&gt;
¿Te asusto lo del chino?&lt;br /&gt;
¡No te pongas histérica!&lt;br /&gt;
¡Yo bailo como Chayanne en "Fiesta En América", entonces!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
"¡Ay, nene, cállate!&lt;br /&gt;
¡Evita el roce!"&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Diablo, esto se fue de foul ball...&lt;br /&gt;
Es más, por la vía del ponche...&lt;br /&gt;
Me han tira'o con un rocket launcher...&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Con un poco de blush, agarro el touch!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Y a los nenes les doy flush!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Échate pa' atrás, que mi falda tiene espinas!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Mi negrito, yo no soy tu china!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Con un poco de blush, agarro el touch!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Y a los nenes les doy flush!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Échate pa' atrás, que mi falda tiene espinas!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Mi negrito, yo no soy tu china!)&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Okay, me quede pega'o en la pista&lt;br /&gt;
La chamaca me salio lista&lt;br /&gt;
Pero yo tengo más ristras&lt;br /&gt;
Voy pa' la barra&lt;br /&gt;
Dame un shot de ron&lt;br /&gt;
Pa' agarrarle el son&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Que este cabezón esta que estilla&lt;br /&gt;
A cualquier diabla la pilla&lt;br /&gt;
Por mi madre que le tiro a las novias&lt;br /&gt;
A las casadas, y a las chillas&lt;br /&gt;
Voy a cien millas sin control&lt;br /&gt;
Ahora voy a brillar más que el Armor-All&lt;br /&gt;
Con el autoestima bien alta&lt;br /&gt;
Porque la noche es larga&lt;br /&gt;
Y si no se va fina, se va palga&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Mira, mira, mira&lt;br /&gt;
Para, socio, suaveson&lt;br /&gt;
Tú vas mas violento que Sylvester Stallone&lt;br /&gt;
Baja los niveles de acción, mi hermano&lt;br /&gt;
Aquí no hay prisa...&lt;br /&gt;
(¡Pero es que tengo un queso!)&lt;br /&gt;
Mira, Bobby, olvídate de eso&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
Mira, cuando tú entras&lt;br /&gt;
Tú la coges lenta&lt;br /&gt;
Te das tres chicles de menta&lt;br /&gt;
Pa' tumbar el tufo de cigarrillo&lt;br /&gt;
Primero, vela que no haya corillo&lt;br /&gt;
Que este sola, y si anda con alguien&lt;br /&gt;
Pues, te las guillas de pillo&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Te vas por atrás, por donde esta el cargamento&lt;br /&gt;
Listo pa' revolcar el cemente&lt;br /&gt;
Pegadito, y lento, no digas nada&lt;br /&gt;
Haz buche y traga, que va a empezar la saga&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Y me solté como si estuviera en casa&lt;br /&gt;
Envolvimos nuestras masas&lt;br /&gt;
En un salad bar de grasa&lt;br /&gt;
La piel embarra' en sudor de salsa&lt;br /&gt;
Ella curándome como toda una enfermera&lt;br /&gt;
Estrujando el cuero como los cepeda&lt;br /&gt;
Toda una quimera, una diablita mezcla' con bandolera&lt;br /&gt;
Estuvimos bailando la noche entera&lt;br /&gt;
Hasta que me salieron ojeras&lt;br /&gt;
Me hizo brujerías la hechicera&lt;br /&gt;
Como goldfish en pecera me dejo flotando&lt;br /&gt;
Calentando el caldo, directo al mambo&lt;br /&gt;
Sin perder el tiempo, ya tú sabes&lt;br /&gt;
Lo dulcecito es cuando bajas lento&lt;br /&gt;
Soplar tu aliento con olor a mento&lt;br /&gt;
Bien guayadito a lo Freddy Kenton&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Bueno, pero cuando le voy a hablar&lt;br /&gt;
Pa' pedirle el celular&lt;br /&gt;
Se logro escapar&lt;br /&gt;
Sin yo poderle untar&lt;br /&gt;
Mi crema de afeitar&lt;br /&gt;
Esto no la hace, pai&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
(Con un poco de blush, agarro el touch!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Y a los nenes les doy flush!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Échate pa' atrás, que mi falda tiene espinas!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Mi negrito, yo no soy tu china!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Con un poco de blush, agarro el touch!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Y a los nenes les doy flush!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Échate pa' atrás, que mi falda tiene espinas!)&lt;br /&gt;
(Mi negrito, yo no soy tu china!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-3442817835629995155?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/3442817835629995155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=3442817835629995155&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3442817835629995155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/3442817835629995155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/calle-13-la-aguacatona.html' title='Calle 13 - La aguacatona'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-257850998059035404</id><published>2006-10-02T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:12:02.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='more sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sanky-panky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alot of sex'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beach'/><title type='text'>Sanky-panky</title><content type='html'>El Dominicano sigue alante alante con sus costumbres. &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sanky-panky"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; define uno de los deportes más jugados en nuestras bellas playas. 

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A Sanky-panky, or more commonly, Sankie, is a male sex worker, found in the Caribbean in general. A sanky-panky solicits on beaches and has clients of both sexes. When with men, the Sanky-panky assumes the role of a superior homosexual male, who takes the role of a top, but when with women, assumes the role of an ideal lover.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-257850998059035404?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/257850998059035404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=257850998059035404&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/257850998059035404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/257850998059035404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/sanky-panky.html' title='Sanky-panky'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-4910032964395417618</id><published>2006-10-02T08:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T08:50:38.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tengo hambre!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.seasoned.com/issues/200004/f.ao.i2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.seasoned.com/issues/200004/f.ao.i2.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Ahora mismo 11:45 estoy pensando en un chicken primavera de pizza hut!... que hambre. YO QUIERO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-4910032964395417618?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/4910032964395417618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=4910032964395417618&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4910032964395417618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/4910032964395417618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/10/tengo-hambre.html' title='Tengo hambre!'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-2862920012837680987</id><published>2006-09-29T07:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T07:10:40.143-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='basura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='peliculas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Codigo 666'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sucks'/><title type='text'>Codigo 666</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cine.com.do/images/peliculas/llenas12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px;" src="http://cine.com.do/images/peliculas/llenas12.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Yo soy el tipo de persona que le gusta cualquier película. La basura más grande si me hace reír y pasar el rato bien a mí me gusta. Pero ayer!, puedo decir con firmeza que vi la peor película que he visto en mi vida. Me da mucha pena por que es de nosotros, pero, así es.&lt;p&gt;

Armando Almanzar says: "El crimen no es matar al niño, el crimen es la película".&lt;p&gt;

Cuando estaba haciendo mi fila (muy emocionado) dos señoras salieron con ojos aguazos, caras largas y una pena; yo pensé! WOW! SEGURO ES BUENISIMA! mira la gente que afligida esta!. Señores la gente estaba llorando por los 150 pesos que acababan de botar a la basura.&lt;p&gt;

Al menos apoye el cine dominicano :).&lt;p&gt;

PD: Lo que mas me gusta era como la cámara cortaba la cabeza de la gente, si alguien se paraba no lo seguía. Al parecer tenían solamente 1 cámara por que hacían unas transiciones súper macheteadas. VEANLA APOYEN AL CINE, VENGAN Y COMMENT AQUI :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-2862920012837680987?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/2862920012837680987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=2862920012837680987&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/2862920012837680987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/2862920012837680987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/codigo-666.html' title='Codigo 666'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-597099715457903950</id><published>2006-09-28T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T12:18:32.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hipolito mejia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='funny'/><title type='text'>Proud Dominican</title><content type='html'>Check this out gente. El sonido es malo, pero, vale la pena. Cuando terminé de verlo me hizo sentir como que no somos el unico país con &lt;a href="#" onmouseout="javascript:getElementById('hipolito').style.display='none';"  onmouseover="javascript:getElementById('hipolito').style.display='block';"&gt;burros&lt;/a&gt;.

&lt;div id="hipolito" style="display:none"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.vegateve.com/noticias/images/hipolito.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;

&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DClkE64nFDY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DClkE64nFDY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-597099715457903950?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/597099715457903950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=597099715457903950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/597099715457903950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/597099715457903950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/proud-dominican.html' title='Proud Dominican'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115800238386737956</id><published>2006-09-11T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T12:19:43.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que risa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/1600/1150505940_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/400/1150505940_f.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115800238386737956?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115800238386737956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115800238386737956&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115800238386737956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115800238386737956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/que-risa.html' title='Que risa'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115774053111142373</id><published>2006-09-09T17:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T14:28:05.016-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TKR nuevo CD lienzo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tkrmusic.com/tkrmusic.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.tkrmusic.com/tkrmusic.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Los chicos de TKR, grupo dominicano, lanzan su nuevo sencillo 10y10. Este grupo tiene mucho que decir con su estilo unico y lo mejor que son DOMINICANOS!!!. Diablo, no se, me hacen sentir como que sacamos algo bueno de aqui. Visitenlos &lt;a href="http://tkrmusic.com"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;  o tambien pueden bajar su nuevo sencillo &lt;a href="http://www.anivelde.com/blogfiles/10y10.mp3"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115774053111142373?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115774053111142373/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115774053111142373&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115774053111142373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115774053111142373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/tkr-nuevo-cd-lienzo.html' title='TKR nuevo CD lienzo'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115766294804524147</id><published>2006-09-08T13:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T07:56:17.440-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On Repeat - Panic at the disco //  Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off</title><content type='html'>is it still me that makes you sweat?&lt;br /&gt;
Am I who you think about in bed?&lt;br /&gt;
When the lights are dim and your hands are shaking as you're sliding off your dress?&lt;br /&gt;
Then think of what you did, and how I hope to God he was worth it&lt;br /&gt;
When the lights are dim and your heart is racing as your fingers touch your skin&lt;p&gt;

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie, you had me&lt;br /&gt;
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of&lt;br /&gt;
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;
No no no, you know it will always just be me&lt;p&gt;

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!&lt;p&gt;

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;p&gt;

So I guess we're back to us, so cameraman swing the focus!&lt;br /&gt;
In case I lost my train of thought where was it that we last left off?&lt;br /&gt;
Let's pick up pick up&lt;p&gt;

Oh now I do recall, we just were getting to the part&lt;br /&gt;
Where the shock sets in and the stomach acid finds a new way to make you get sick&lt;br /&gt;
I hope you didn't expect to get all of the attention&lt;br /&gt;
Let's not get selfish, did you really think I'd let you kill this chorus?&lt;p&gt;

Let's get these teen hearts beating faster, faster!&lt;p&gt;

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;p&gt;
Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;
Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;
Dance to this beat&lt;p&gt;

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster!&lt;br /&gt;
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster&lt;p&gt;

I've got more wit, a better kiss, a hotter touch, a better fuck&lt;br /&gt;
Than any boy you'll ever meet, sweetie, you had me&lt;br /&gt;
Girl I was it, look past the sweat, a better love deserving of&lt;br /&gt;
Exchanging body heat in the passenger seat&lt;br /&gt;
No no no you know it will always just be me&lt;p&gt;

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster faster!&lt;p&gt;

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;br /&gt;
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Will you dance to this beat and hold a lover close?&lt;p&gt;

So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;
So testosterone boys and harlequin girls&lt;br /&gt;
Dance to this beat&lt;br /&gt;
(And hold a lover close)&lt;p&gt;

Let's get these teen hearts beating. Faster, faster!&lt;br /&gt;
Let's get these teen hearts beating faster&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115766294804524147?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115766294804524147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115766294804524147&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115766294804524147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115766294804524147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/on-repeat-panic-at-disco-lying-is-most.html' title='On Repeat - Panic at the disco //  Lying Is The Most Fun A Girl Can Have Without Taking Her Clothes Off'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115763895674230269</id><published>2006-09-07T07:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T07:23:30.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK</title><content type='html'>Bueno como tengo el blog abandonado me mandaron a poner algo 
"Renny: por lo menos pon Hola, soy Giancarlo". &lt;p&gt;

Hola, soy Giancarlo :). ahh y empece una Maestria en Administración de Empresa NECESITO ROMPER!!! FUERTEMENTE! para conseguir una beca y largarme de este maldito pais con sus malditos impuestos del 0.15 por cada transaccion, los amet, los politicos, la luz y lo moquito COÑO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115763895674230269?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115763895674230269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115763895674230269&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115763895674230269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115763895674230269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/09/back.html' title='BACK'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115625981249239215</id><published>2006-08-22T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-22T08:24:51.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chup International</title><content type='html'>Como amigo cerca de los chicos de &lt;a href="http://chupinternational.blogspot.com"&gt;chup international&lt;/a&gt; aqui les propongo una cancion de himno - O'FUNK ILLO / a shuparla ya / . &lt;p&gt;Esta muy divertida la cancion la pueden oir en mi radio blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115625981249239215?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115625981249239215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115625981249239215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115625981249239215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115625981249239215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/08/chup-international.html' title='Chup International'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115507002515841466</id><published>2006-08-08T13:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T13:47:05.176-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo quiero</title><content type='html'>Quiero tiempo para poder olvidarme en ti. Quiero espacio para poder perderme en ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115507002515841466?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115507002515841466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115507002515841466&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115507002515841466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115507002515841466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/08/yo-quiero.html' title='Yo quiero'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115435151680263455</id><published>2006-07-31T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T06:19:40.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rpi.edu/~leshcd/ksyusha/KsyushaSittingMarch2003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.rpi.edu/~leshcd/ksyusha/KsyushaSittingMarch2003.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Jugar solo sucks. I want my team mate back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115435151680263455?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115435151680263455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115435151680263455&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115435151680263455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115435151680263455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/sucks.html' title='Sucks'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115395317772900291</id><published>2006-07-26T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-26T15:34:13.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>got owned?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtrMllEWznI"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/dtrMllEWznI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;
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thanks for your hard work.... but not gonna happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115395317772900291?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115395317772900291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115395317772900291&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115395317772900291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115395317772900291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/got-owned.html' title='got owned?'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115340270602789744</id><published>2006-07-20T06:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-20T06:52:31.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Corto</title><content type='html'>Este es un cortometraje que vi en el blog de &lt;a href="http://janieta.blogspot.com/"&gt;janio&lt;/a&gt; esta chulisimo. Espero que no te importe janio, queria compartirlo con los chicos.&lt;p&gt;
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El Amor Entra por la Boca&lt;p&gt;

Primer corto de la dupla de hermanos Alemany. Dirección: Ernesto. Idea: Marel.&lt;br&gt;
Supongo que la primera película viene más pronto de lo que pensaba.
&lt;a href="http://bululufilms.com/movies/el_amor_entra_por_la_boca.mov"&gt;EL AMOR ENTRA POR LA BOCA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;
&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115340270602789744?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115340270602789744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115340270602789744&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115340270602789744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115340270602789744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/corto.html' title='Corto'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115334048928772015</id><published>2006-07-19T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T13:27:23.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1,2,3 mariposita linda e' .... ANJA TE VI</title><content type='html'>La grama siempre se ve verde de lejos... take a closer look, surprise!!!.Los cambios pueden ser que se noten más de lo que tu piensas.No quieres que se vean, pero, no puedes controlar la química de un BUEN CAMBIO.&lt;p&gt;

about time, happy for you guys :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115334048928772015?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115334048928772015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115334048928772015&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115334048928772015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115334048928772015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/123-mariposita-linda-e-anja-te-vi.html' title='1,2,3 mariposita linda e&apos; .... ANJA TE VI'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115323077628302828</id><published>2006-07-18T06:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T07:16:44.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Que pasa?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/1600/nicks.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/320/nicks.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Los amores de lejos como que estan de moda??? estos fueron algunos nicks que pude sacar de mi messenger, seguro les pasa lo mismo. &lt;p&gt;
Yo espero que nunca tenga que vivir esa experiencia, lo mas que he estado separado de mi &lt;a href="http://rannyta.blogspot.com"&gt;bebe&lt;/a&gt; son 3 semanas y casi me muero :S...&lt;p&gt;

People check sus msn y cuenten cuantas people tienen nicks de "i miss u" "x dias para verte" post it back&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115323077628302828?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115323077628302828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115323077628302828&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115323077628302828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115323077628302828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/que-pasa.html' title='Que pasa?'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115214441706167516</id><published>2006-07-05T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T17:21:01.050-07:00</updated><title type='text'>TE AMO</title><content type='html'>En palabras simples y comunes yo te extraño&lt;br /&gt;
En lenguaje terrenal mi vida eres tu&lt;br /&gt;
En total simplicidad seria yo te amo&lt;br /&gt;
Y en un trozo de poesia tu seras mi luz, mi bien&lt;br /&gt;
El espacio donde me alimento de tu piel que es bondad&lt;br /&gt;
La fuerza que me mueve dentro para recomenzar&lt;br /&gt;
Y en tu cuerpo encontrar la paz&lt;p&gt;

Si la vida me permite a lado tuyo&lt;br /&gt;
Creceran mis ilusiones no lo dudo&lt;br /&gt;
Y si la vida la perdiera un instante&lt;br /&gt;
Que me llene de ti&lt;br /&gt;
Para amar despues de amarte...vida&lt;p&gt;

No tengas miedos ni dudas&lt;br /&gt;
Este amor es demasiado bueno&lt;br /&gt;
Que tu seras mi mujer&lt;br /&gt;
Yo te pertenezco todo entero&lt;br /&gt;
Mira mi pecho, lo dejo abierto&lt;br /&gt;
Para que vivas en el&lt;p&gt;

Para tu tranquilidad me tienes en tus manos&lt;br /&gt;
Para mi debilidad la única eres tu&lt;br /&gt;
Al final tan solo se que siempre te he esperado&lt;br /&gt;
Y que llegas a mi vida&lt;br /&gt;
Y tu me das la luz del bien&lt;br /&gt;
Ese mundo donde tus palabras hacen su voluntad&lt;br /&gt;
La magia de este sentimiento que es tan fuerte y total&lt;br /&gt;
Y tus ojos que son mi paz&lt;p&gt;

Si la vida me permite a lado tuyo&lt;br /&gt;
Creceran mis ilusiones no lo dudo&lt;br /&gt;
Si la vida la perdiera en un instante&lt;br /&gt;
Que me llene de ti para amar despues de amarte...vida&lt;p&gt;

No tengas miedos ni dudas&lt;br /&gt;
Este amor es demasiado bueno&lt;br /&gt;
Que tu seras mi mujer&lt;br /&gt;
Yo te pertenezco todo entero&lt;br /&gt;
Mira mi pecho lo dejo abierto&lt;br /&gt;
Para que vivas en el&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115214441706167516?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115214441706167516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115214441706167516&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115214441706167516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115214441706167516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/te-amo.html' title='TE AMO'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-115180022802427160</id><published>2006-07-01T17:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:22:56.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Miami Trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/1600/DSC00061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6611/937/320/DSC00061.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;

Whats up!! ... hace un tiempo que no escribo nada so latest news.. estoy en miami!!! ... Tengo que para decir que miami rocks!!! amazing, amazing. Desde que llegue me la he pasado con mi familia aqui, comiendo , bebiendo , parting , shoping , etc . La estoy pasando super apero. &lt;p&gt;

Aca en casa de mi tia, tiene una plasma TV de todo el size con parabola tvo all the fancy stuff y para colmo el esposo de ella tiene un bar right besides the TV. :| wow me la ponen dificil para salir.&lt;p&gt;
La vida nocturna es increible nada como Santo Domingo ultimamente .. puedes salir un lunes y todos los lugares estan abiertos until 5am! ya me he dado par bonches y me gustaria que fuera un chin like that down there :P...&lt;p&gt;

Para decirles que la mariconeria aqui ta RAVER! omg tiguere chuleandose, tiguere bailando juntos.... guacala no estoy acostumbrado yo taba bailando con madrina a to lo que y de repente miro para los lados un pana mirando ... i was like WTF!!!.... weird shit pero nada es miami.&lt;p&gt;

hehe tambien ver mujeres en esa no es nada fuera de lo normal! (6) tengo fotos!! y tambien mujeres poniendose en esa para llamar la atencion no son ni una ni dos que me han dejado :| boquiabierto.&lt;p&gt;

Pues nada llego el domingo 9 como no hay nada que ver en el mundial ya que brasil perdio. Lo menciono pero estoy en recuperacion about so.. no lo mencionen again.&lt;p&gt;

Pronto subo mas pictures ya ustedes saben.&lt;p&gt;

Miss u&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-115180022802427160?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/115180022802427160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=115180022802427160&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115180022802427160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/115180022802427160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/07/miami-trip.html' title='Miami Trip'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-114928081860795255</id><published>2006-06-02T13:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-02T13:40:18.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>La baby B-DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="rennybday" src="http://lime-studio.com/gmarte/tabambu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-114928081860795255?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/114928081860795255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=114928081860795255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114928081860795255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114928081860795255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/06/la-baby-b-day.html' title='La baby B-DAY'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-114797740346821911</id><published>2006-05-18T11:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T11:38:29.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Madly Funny</title><content type='html'>Al pobre le pasaron el roll-on :|&lt;br&gt;
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&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-114260864818297541?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/114260864818297541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=114260864818297541&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114260864818297541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114260864818297541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/03/pa-chavon-con-aventura.html' title='Pa&apos; Chavon con Aventura'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-114063788903069423</id><published>2006-02-22T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T14:33:03.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First Kisses</title><content type='html'>En estos dias estaba pensando en el urban legend de los "first kisses". Con el primer beso sabras si esa relacion será buena....&lt;p&gt;

En mi experiencia, todos mis primeros besos han sido un desastre. Lenguas por los aires , bocas que no encajan, choques de dientes, mal aliento,etc, etc. Pero, hubo una persona que el primer beso fue como en las peliculas : &lt;p&gt;

* lluvia de estrellas &lt;br&gt;
* patica en el aire ( mi patica en el aire )&lt;br&gt;
* choque de trenes&lt;br&gt;
* electricidad por el cuerpo&lt;p&gt;

Fue como todo el universo se habia preparado para esperar ese momento.
Ahora que ustedes piensan de este urban legend.... true or false.  post experience! .. gogogo&lt;p&gt;

ps. 1.28 years y todo va beyond my imagination&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-114063788903069423?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/114063788903069423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=114063788903069423&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114063788903069423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/114063788903069423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/02/first-kisses.html' title='First Kisses'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-113872208641764153</id><published>2006-01-31T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T07:44:37.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>On Repeat - Bryan Adams / Heaven</title><content type='html'>Oh - thinkin' about all our younger years&lt;br&gt;
There was only you and me&lt;br&gt;
We were young and wild and free&lt;p&gt;

Now nothin' can take you away from me&lt;br&gt;
We bin down that road before&lt;br&gt;
But that's over now&lt;br&gt;
You keep me comin' back for more&lt;p&gt;

Baby you're all that I want&lt;br&gt;
When you're lyin' here in my arms&lt;br&gt;
I'm findin' it hard to believe&lt;br&gt;
We're in heaven&lt;br&gt;
And love is all that I need&lt;br&gt;
And I found it there in your heart&lt;br&gt;
It isn't too hard to see&lt;br&gt;
We're in heaven&lt;p&gt;

Oh - once in your life you find someone&lt;br&gt;
Who will turn your world around&lt;br&gt;
Bring you up when you're feelin' down&lt;p&gt;

Ya - nothin' could change what you mean to me&lt;br&gt;
Oh there's lots that I could say&lt;br&gt;
But just hold me now&lt;br&gt;
Cause our love will light the way&lt;p&gt;

N' baby you're all that I want&lt;br&gt;
When you're lyin' here in my arms&lt;br&gt;
I'm findin' it hard to believe&lt;br&gt;
We're in heaven&lt;br&gt;
And love is all that I need&lt;br&gt;
And I found it there in your heart&lt;br&gt;
It isn't too hard to see&lt;br&gt;
We're in heaven&lt;p&gt;

I've bin waitin' for so long&lt;br&gt;
For something to arrive&lt;br&gt;
For love to come along&lt;p&gt;

Now our dreams are comin' true&lt;br&gt;
Through the good times and the bad&lt;br&gt;
Ya - I'll be standin' there by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-113872208641764153?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/113872208641764153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=113872208641764153&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113872208641764153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113872208641764153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/01/on-repeat-bryan-adams-heaven.html' title='On Repeat - Bryan Adams / Heaven'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-113836724049311260</id><published>2006-01-27T05:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T05:07:20.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weird but plain and simple</title><content type='html'>There's time to live but isn't it strange
That as soon as you're born you're dying...
and reborn again?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-113836724049311260?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/113836724049311260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=113836724049311260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113836724049311260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113836724049311260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/01/weird-but-plain-and-simple.html' title='Weird but plain and simple'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-113819984181098988</id><published>2006-01-25T06:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T11:36:44.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La Cura</title><content type='html'>Cuantas veces en canciones y poemas hemos escuchado "eres la cura de mis males". Para mi eran solo palabras sin sentido que sonaban y rimaban bien. Que es eso?? dique eres la cura de mis males, eso era antes.&lt;p&gt;

Antes de que me enfermara y tuviera a esa personita que arropara mis males. Es como la teoria de que si te duele un pie y pellizcas tu brazo de una manera tan fuerte que supere el dolor del pie, tu mente se concentra en el dolor del brazo y el olvida el del pie.&lt;p&gt;

Well i guess eres la cura de mis males. Mi medicina que me levanta de entre los muertos. Espero que tu pellizco siga creciendo, asi nada podra detenerme :P(complejo de super man).&lt;p&gt;

Giancarlo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-113819984181098988?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/113819984181098988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=113819984181098988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113819984181098988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113819984181098988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2006/01/la-cura.html' title='La Cura'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-113094037799315165</id><published>2005-10-30T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-02T06:06:18.006-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Parece que fue ayer</title><content type='html'>Hace un (1) año que te vi por primera vez. Desde entonces no he querido dejar de verte.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-113094037799315165?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/113094037799315165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=113094037799315165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113094037799315165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/113094037799315165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/10/parece-que-fue-ayer.html' title='Parece que fue ayer'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-112265051581885644</id><published>2005-07-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-01-31T08:06:09.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Aquí no podemos hacerlo</title><content type='html'>Aquí no podemos hacerlo&lt;br&gt;
Los Rodríguez&lt;p&gt;

Morena con la piel de chocolate&lt;br&gt;
No dejaremos de ser (dos) amantes (tú y yo)&lt;br&gt;
siempre te llevo guardada muy cerca del corazón&lt;br&gt;
aunque digan que aquí no podemos hacerlo&lt;br&gt;
(dicen que aquí no podemos hacerlo)&lt;br&gt;
Nunca quise apurarte y que te quemes mal&lt;br&gt;
mis dedos sólo sirven para tocarte&lt;br&gt;
un beso, otro beso y la pena se va con el humo&lt;br&gt;
y dicen que aquí no podemos hacerlo.&lt;br&gt;
Creo que sé cómno hacer para resistir al tiempo&lt;br&gt;
sé cómo hacer para olvidar el dolor&lt;br&gt;
pero si dicen aquí no puedo, no creo que encuentre un motivo bueno&lt;br&gt;
si dicen que aquí no podemos hacerlo&lt;br&gt;
voy a volver a los viejos lugares de antes&lt;br&gt;
y voy a seguir buscándote por tu olor&lt;br&gt;
he oído que dicen "aquí no podemos hacerlo"&lt;br&gt;
dicen que aquí no podemos hacerlo los dos&lt;br&gt;
dicen desconocidos que no podemos&lt;br&gt;
la historia se escribe en hojas desordenadas&lt;br&gt;
no puedo quedarme parado sin hacer nada&lt;br&gt;
si dicen que aquí no podemos hacerlo.&lt;br&gt;
Levanta la voz si te dicen qué hacer y que no hacer&lt;br&gt;
cuanto más grande es la pena más ruido va a hacer al caer&lt;br&gt;
no te voy a sacar de mis planes sólo digan aca no vale&lt;br&gt;
y vamos a seguir empezando de nuevo&lt;br&gt;
aunque digan que aquí no podemos hacerlo&lt;br&gt;
aunque digan que aquí no podemos hacerlo.&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-112265051581885644?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/112265051581885644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=112265051581885644&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/112265051581885644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/112265051581885644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/07/aqu-no-podemos-hacerlo.html' title='Aquí no podemos hacerlo'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-112205181115352609</id><published>2005-07-22T10:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T10:08:48.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on repeat</title><content type='html'>THE USED&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I Caught Fire (In Your Eyes)&lt;br&gt;

Seemed to stop my breath&lt;br&gt;
My head on your chest&lt;br&gt;
Waiting to cave in&lt;br&gt;
From the bottom of my...&lt;br&gt;
Hear your voice again&lt;br&gt;
Could we dim the sun&lt;br&gt;
And wonder where we've been&lt;br&gt;
Maybe you and me &lt;br&gt;
So kiss me like you did&lt;br&gt;
My heart stopped beating&lt;br&gt;
Such a softer sin&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
(I'm melting, I'm melting)&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
I lost my place&lt;br&gt;
Could stay a while&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
And I'm melting&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Like my first time&lt;br&gt;
That I caught fire&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me&lt;br&gt;
Lay with me&lt;br&gt;
Now&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
Never caught my breath&lt;br&gt;
Every second I'm without you I'm a mess&lt;br&gt;
Ever know each other&lt;br&gt;
Trust these words are stones&lt;br&gt;
Why cuts aren't healing&lt;br&gt;
Learning how to love&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm melting (I'm melting)&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
I lost my place&lt;br&gt;
Could stay a while&lt;br&gt;
And I'm melting&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Like my first time&lt;br&gt;
That I caught fire&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me&lt;br&gt;
Lay with me&lt;br&gt;
(Stay with me lay with me now)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
You could stay and watch me fall&lt;br&gt;
And of course I'll ask for help&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me now&lt;br&gt;
Take my hand&lt;br&gt;
We could take our heads off&lt;br&gt;
Stay in bed just make love that's all&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me now&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
I'm melting (I'm melting)&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
I lost my place&lt;br&gt;
Could stay a while&lt;br&gt;
And I'm melting&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Like my first time&lt;br&gt;
That I caught fire&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me&lt;br&gt;
Lay with me&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
I lost my place&lt;br&gt;
Could stay a while&lt;br&gt;
And I'm melting&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Like my first time&lt;br&gt;
That I caught fire&lt;br&gt;
Just stay with me lay with me &lt;br&gt;
(Stay with me, lay with me)&lt;br&gt;
&lt;br&gt;
In your eyes&lt;br&gt;
Lets sleep till the sun burns out&lt;br&gt;
I'm melting in your eyes (I'm melting in your eyes)&lt;br&gt;
Let's leave till the sun burns out&lt;br&gt;
I'm melting in your eyes&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-112205181115352609?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/112205181115352609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=112205181115352609&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/112205181115352609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/112205181115352609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/07/on-repeat.html' title='on repeat'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111765429182460480</id><published>2005-06-01T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-27T09:43:33.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Un día como hoy hace 22 años Dios al esculpir su próxima criatura.... cometió un tremendo error. Su cincel se inspiró y rompió los esquemas, la balanza del hombre no existía para él. Como puedo agregar defectos a esta escultura tan perfecta, sé que todo debe tener un balance, pero, creo que esta podría ser la persona fuera del balance(god).&lt;/p&gt;

&lt;p&gt;Happy Bday Renny Reyes. Mi bebe que me saca de balance, mi guía e inspiración. Hoy es tu día, día que agradezco... todas las horas. Baby cuando todo de tu mano y la sostengo fuerte pienso que sientes la energía que te transmito y de esa manera podrías darte cuenta lo grande de mi querer. Cuando te acercas es como si un relámpago impactara un lago salado dejando inerte cualquier tipo de mal. You make me happy. Y parece que has cumplido tu tarea de cuidarme ;). Risa para aquellos que apostaron que lo nuestro era algo pasajero, solo quiero que recuerdes que sometimes u have to go all in and take a risk.&lt;/p&gt;

Te quiero GC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111765429182460480?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111765429182460480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111765429182460480&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111765429182460480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111765429182460480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-girl.html' title='My Girl'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111340524102018896</id><published>2005-04-20T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-19T20:02:45.416-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pushed me to the edge</title><content type='html'>Tranquilo entre los brazos de Morfeo, siento un frío que me baja desde el cuello hasta la espalda baja. Una voz me despierta, pero, estoy cansado sigo durmiendo... la voz se intensifica pero susurrando "despiértate coño". Cuando abro los ojos (medio desorientado) un rostro extraño esta frente de mí. /*Fuck who is this... mierda tiene un cuchillo en mi cuello*/. En todo esto el desconocido sigue hablándome pero no oigo nada todavía estoy en shock, miro para todos los lados buscando lógica a lo que esta pasando. Vuelvo en mi, "donde esta la maldita pistola" dice el tipo.
Me: "que qué... pistola???".
Desconocido: "de la que estabas hablando ayer".
Me: "viejo esa vaina era de un juego de computadoras... yo no tengo pistola!!! lo juro men". Y entonces en ese momento es que me fijo en la cara del tipo. Fuck es el sereno de la otra calle. Parece que no pude evitar la expresión de haberlo reconocido. Y el no pudo evitar en darse cuenta.
Tipo: "Mierda... mierdaaa!!! Perdon perdon"
Stab stab.
Good Game GC....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111340524102018896?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111340524102018896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111340524102018896&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111340524102018896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111340524102018896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/04/pushed-me-to-edge.html' title='Pushed me to the edge'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111388178237674394</id><published>2005-04-18T20:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T20:40:25.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Im a fake</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Esta cancion tiene mucho power and rage. Tengo varias semanas oyendola check it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the used - im a fake&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;/*I'm A Fake lyrics*/&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;
Small, simple, safe price
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets
This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals
And I am not afraid to die
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight
I want the pain of payment
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts
Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks
Would you be my little cut
Would you be my thousand fucks
And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquidTo fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts
My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutterI'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart
Love is not like anything Especially a fucking knife.
Look at me, you can tell
By the way I move and do my hair
Do you think that it's me
Or it's not me I don't even care
I'm alive I swear I'm the cleanest I have ever been I feel bigI feel tallI feel dry
Just look at me. Look at me now(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)Just look at me. Look at me now(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
Do i drink?Do i date?I've got perfect placement
All my ink satisfied in your eyes
I'm the biggest fan I've got right now
Now I made sure that I look
How I wanted to lookThe people around me The people surround meI feel bigI feel tall, I feel dry
Just look at me. Look at me now(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)Just look at me. Look at me now(I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake, I'm a fake)
My stomach hurts nowAnd all tied off in lace I pray
I beg for anything to hit me in the face
And this sickness isn't me I pray to fall from grace The last thing i see is feeling
And im telling you im a fake (and im telling you im a fake) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111388178237674394?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111388178237674394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111388178237674394&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111388178237674394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111388178237674394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-fake.html' title='Im a fake'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111229806058132034</id><published>2005-03-30T23:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T19:34:28.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Desde hoy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ES"&gt;Hoy me sumergí en lo más profundo de mi ser, y me di cuenta de algo que necesitas saber.

Desde hoy eres responsable de mi felicidad, así llegaste de sorpresa y te diste la tarea de hacerme feliz, en un momento donde yo no creía en la felicidad, donde todo era un juego y nada importaba. Empezamos porque sí.... y ahora, porque sí te quiero. Por eso eres responsable de mi felicidad, porque, me la has dado.

Desde hoy no voy a tener miedo y me lanzo al vacío (sé no permitiras que toque el suelo). Cada día que pasa, algo crece dentro de mi, algo que esta destruyendo las barreras que un día cree. Así que ... aquí estoy vulnerable, todo lo que vez ahora es tuyo, solo te puedo decir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;Cuidame&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111229806058132034?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111229806058132034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111229806058132034&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111229806058132034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111229806058132034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/03/desde-hoy_30.html' title='Desde hoy'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111122588834035109</id><published>2005-03-18T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:51:28.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El heroe sin medallas</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Abandonado es un espacio donde solo yo puedo salvarme. No veo las luces, no veo el camino, solo las piedras por donde tropiezo. Me siento tan solo, estoy desesperado, no se para donde ir, no se si gritar, no se si correr. Pero ahi a lo lejos estas tu con una vela casi extinguiéndose dándome esperanza, no importa que tan débil sea la luz para mi corazón es como un sol, por que, cuando miro tu cara me das esperanza. No se por que mientras más pasa el tiempo mas se extingue la vela. PERO NO! no quiero! corro hacia ti, quiero llegar antes de que desaparezca!!!. Pero nunca me pare a pensar….. por que estoy corriendo si mientras mas me acerco mas te alejas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pero, por que rendirme si esa vela me dio tanta luz antes. Por que ha de ser diferente ahora. No importa sentir esa espina que se entierra más y más en mi corazón, se que cuando llegue hasta donde mi adorada ella me librara de el dolor. Me siento emocionado la intensidad de la vela no aumenta, pero, se que estoy cerca, no se si será por la fecha, pero estoy cerca. Ahí!, en ese momento que he estado esperando, ese momento que tanto he soñado... me atacas con una mirada fría y llena de desilucion. La espina sigue ahí aunque un poco más profunda. Pero no me importa, puedo soportar el dolor, que es una mirada nada&lt;em&gt;...( la expresión de un sentimiento, la ventana al alma )&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;nada…&lt;/strong&gt; para seguir sin entender, que, detrás de esa mirada había mucho más, una brisa de desilusiones habían apagado mi vela, tanto era mi amor por ti que cree un oasis en medio del desierto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Después de la mirada fui a ti, donde mi corazón pertenece, donde he sentido tanto calor, donde estaba bien. Estoy ahi justo frente de ti esperando tu reacción, en vez de reacción obtuve una acción, la espina &lt;em&gt;(ahora visible para todos)&lt;/em&gt; la tomaste con tu mano y yo esperaba un alivio.... pero de repente todo fue negro, todo daba vueltas me sentía fuera de mi, mareado, asustado, pero no por que estaba todo negro y cayendo en un vacio. Asustado por que no sabia donde estabas, donde esta mi vela, mi esperanza, solo me queda caer en el vacio. Me habías atravesado con la misma espina que habías puesto y que se suponía que ibas a sacar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111122588834035109?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111122588834035109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111122588834035109&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122588834035109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122588834035109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/03/el-heroe-sin-medallas.html' title='El heroe sin medallas'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111122548955610808</id><published>2005-01-05T01:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T09:12:20.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>La escalera electrica</title><content type='html'>Hola ... cuando iba camino a mi trabajo yo casi choco... eso fue ahorita, pero osea fue algo como que mierda si yo hubiera chocado yo hubiera muerto thats for sure.. so me puse a pensar y si .. yo choque y estoy en el cielo??? y supuestamente el cielo es continuar como si no hubiera pasado??... Que estare haciendo en el mundo alterno like desangrandome o algo asi. Mientras en el supuesto cielo llego a mi trabajo y continuo mi dia normal. Ese seria un buen cielo.. pero y si muero en el supuesto cielo ??? para donde ire?.. sera que una persona va escalando y escalando? de cielo en cielo ... sera que tendremos una cantidad de oportunidades???.. o depende de como vivas tu vida??? .. im fucked si es como viva mi vida :p este debe ser mi last chance.

Y nada pues si thats was weird? huh? en otro tema.. cuando llegue al work, despues de escalar a mi 8vo Cielo fui al banio y note k los urinarios tienen la palanquita del lado derecho.. yo particularmente soy izquierdo y c que hay como un 10% de la poblacion mundial izquierda (so im diferente :P thx) .. err por k diablos no ponen la palanquita del lado izquierdo? si el 90% de los hombres se agarran su parte con la mano derecha y con esa misma mano le van a dar a la palanquita!! sera por que como quiera le van a dar con la derecha a la palanquita si esta del otro lado??? puede ser.. pero conio ! la moraleja es hagan como yo delen una pata a la palanquita asi no le hagarran el miembro a todos los panas que hayan pasado por ese urinario :)... o hagamos una carta a las industrias de urinarios exponiendo esta idea de las palanquitas del lado izquierdo ( incluso yo k soy izquierdo me agarro mi miembro con la mano derecha weird ? )..
gg k thx .. n00bs (cuidenme k me kedan pocos escalones de cielo).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111122548955610808?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111122548955610808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111122548955610808&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122548955610808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122548955610808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/01/la-escalera-electrica.html' title='La escalera electrica'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11553725.post-111122525840098233</id><published>2005-01-03T01:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T09:11:57.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El encuentro</title><content type='html'>Bueno i dunno que es esto de blog... i guess tu just display wut eva u r thinking. lo que es un poco peligroso ya que hay personas que no me gustaria que supieran todo lo que pienso.
Well this is just an intro. no voy a decir nada por ahora :p. hey Happy new year a todos.. a proposito alguno de ustedes no c han puesto a pensar, la mayoria de los jovenes dominicanos (de la capital) se reunen en el malecon.. true? yeah .well todos conocen la tragedia que sucedia en pasados dias en Asia.. no seria como cool que eso hubiera pasado a las 8:30 del 1ero de Enero del 2005.
Yo creo que hubiera sido divertido que  Santo Domingo se querdara sin jovenes. que seria de los viejos? la blandino se hiciera de cuarto!... la gente toda que se quedo en su casa seria la nueva generacion?? se fueran en banca rota todas las discoteas?? la vida nocturna fuera minima??? fuck hmm seria un problem o quizas eso es lo que necesitamos para avanzar. err nada supuestamente no iba a hablar.. just came out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11553725-111122525840098233?l=giancarlotr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/feeds/111122525840098233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11553725&amp;postID=111122525840098233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122525840098233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11553725/posts/default/111122525840098233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://giancarlotr.blogspot.com/2005/01/el-encuentro.html' title='El encuentro'/><author><name>Giancarlo.tr</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12144422029782513062</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://nostramedia.com/~lime/gmarte/DSC00061.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
