<?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-3730180</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:17:43.887-03:00</updated><title type='text'>For a minute there, I lost myself...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Por amor as causas perdidas"</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>726</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109275610650223086</id><published>2004-08-17T12:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-17T12:21:46.503-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Orkut, demais. Esqueci que tenho blog, esqueci da vida, esqueci de tudo.Mas como algumas almas entram aqui, vale o aviso:PATO FU DIA 27/08, imperdível, na concha acústica.Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109275610650223086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109275610650223086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/orkut-demais.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109266261608853078</id><published>2004-08-16T10:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-16T10:23:36.086-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tô brincando de iORKUT, lá lá lá lá lá lá!Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109266261608853078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109266261608853078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/t-brincando-de-iorkut-l-l-l-l-l-l.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109232010141280365</id><published>2004-08-12T11:11:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T11:15:01.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Entrevista de... João Gordo.Sobre a polêmica envolvendo o Vocalista do Charlie Brown Jr. Chorão e o líder dos Los Hermanos Marcelo Camelo: Como vc que já fez propaganda na Televisão, encara as críticas aos roqueiros que fazem parte desta concessão? Cara, já fiz um monte de propaganda e graças a isso conseguir comprar uma casa nova pra mim.Estou cagando pra essas críticas feitas pelo Marcelo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109232010141280365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109232010141280365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/entrevista-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109231978382333031</id><published>2004-08-12T11:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-12T11:09:43.823-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Meu amor se você for emboraSabe lá o que será de mimPasseando pelo mundo a foraNa cidade que não tem mais fimHora dando fora hora bolaUma irresponsável pobre de mimSe eu te peço para ficar ou nãoMeu amor eu lhe juroQue não quero deixá-lo na mãoE nem sozinho no escuroMas os momentos felizesNão estão escondidosNem no passado e nem no futuroMeu amor não vai haver tristezaNada além de</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109231978382333031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109231978382333031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/meu-amor-se-voc-for-embora-sabe-l-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109171934823857132</id><published>2004-08-05T12:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T12:22:28.236-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O futuro da medicina BrasileiraReza a lenda que essa grande pérola (se eu fosse o professor eu juro que dispensava o aluno da matéria por genialidade excessiva) foi numa prova de Medicina em SP, enfim, se o cara vai ser um bom péssimo médico ou um excelente humorista não importa, mas foi um ato genial demais.Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109171934823857132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109171934823857132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/o-futuro-da-medicina-brasileira-reza.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109171926508172570</id><published>2004-08-05T12:20:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T12:21:05.080-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gostei de saber agora que o próximo jogo do baêa é dia 13. Fudeu, Paulinho.Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109171926508172570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109171926508172570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/gostei-de-saber-agora-que-o-prximo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109170957976465460</id><published>2004-08-05T09:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T09:39:39.763-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>ConviteDomingo, o corno do Paulo (famoso por mandar todo mundo tomar no cú), vai embora pra Recife (não deixem eu fazer comentários sobre essa cidade, por favor). Ele já encaminhou um mail convidando todos pra festa, no sábado. Mas, a real despedidade dele será sexta, na fonte nova, no Baêa x Fortaleza, às 20hs. Até Zuma vai, finalmente, nunca foi a fonte nova. Então, compareça. Grilo Psico vai</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109170957976465460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109170957976465460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/convite-domingo-o-corno-do-paulo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109170938661860447</id><published>2004-08-05T09:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-05T09:36:26.616-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O filho do Jacob chama o pai e confessa:- Papai, engravidei a filha do porteiro.- O quê? Samir está louco? Ela é bobre.- Mas ela disse que tira o filho, papaide US$ 1.000,00.- O quê? Tá bensando que babai Jacob tá dando o bunda?  Nem pensar.- Entao, o senhor será avô.- Bensando bem, isso seria bior. Toma dinheiro, seu  irresbonssável!Na semana seguinte, Ibrahim o outro filho do Jacob </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109170938661860447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109170938661860447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/o-filho-do-jacob-chama-o-pai-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109148424985861606</id><published>2004-08-02T19:03:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T19:04:09.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>No ar da nossa aldeia Há rádio, cinema &amp; televisão Mas o sangue só corre nas veias Por pura falta de opção As aranhas não tecem suas teias Por loucura ou por paixão Se o sangue ainda corre nas veias É por pura falta de opção No céu, além de nuvens Há sexo, drogas &amp; talk-shows As coisas mudam de nome Mas continuam sendo religiões No dia-à-dia da nossa aldeia Há infelizes enfartados</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148424985861606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148424985861606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/no-ar-da-nossa-aldeia-h-rdio-cinema.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109148335334950344</id><published>2004-08-02T18:42:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:49:13.350-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como eu não fazia isso há muito tempo, vou roubar um post de Mariana Nerd.dez coisas que eu odeio em você-eu odeio me sentir uma pessoa íntima no mundo. achar que tudo é normal pra mim. e que não sou só eu que me sinto assim. - eu odeio saber definir sentimentos - eu odeio saudade - eu odeio me sentir satisfeito e mão-aberta - eu odeio não saber podres de pessoas que eu gosto quando isso </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148335334950344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148335334950344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/como-eu-no-fazia-isso-h-muito-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109148260103793647</id><published>2004-08-02T18:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:40:03.830-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>post : "doentes mentais merecem nosso amor e carinho. quem sabe até afeto."Coincidências. fui ver se alguns sites ainda estavam funcionando quando vi estas pérolas. Destaque pra Pet, que certamente tirou essas fotos pra algum site de namoro, sensacional.Wolverine??Paulo Zulu perde, namoral.Se ele fizesse isso depois da piada do fanho, eu juro que me mijava.O homem sem estante, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/109148260103793647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=109148260103793647' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148260103793647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148260103793647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/post-doentes-mentais-merecem-nosso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109148229986732147</id><published>2004-08-02T18:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T18:31:39.866-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Post puto da vida.rapaiz, que historia eh essa que o Sr. Petitinga vai embora? Não aceito e vou logo avisando que nem pense em ir senão a "garela" pega vc na saída! otáro!Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148229986732147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109148229986732147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/post-puto-da-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109146191537695307</id><published>2004-08-02T12:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T12:51:55.376-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, e esse mês vamos gravar com a Starla, eu juro.  E esse rock gol, não rola? Tô doido pra mostrar meu talento futebolístico, quase um Maradona. Eu só não cheiro.Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109146191537695307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109146191537695307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/ah-e-esse-ms-vamos-gravar-com-starla.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109146178712538856</id><published>2004-08-02T12:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-08-02T12:50:40.953-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Opa, to voltando de férias. Mas que merda de novo visual é esse? todo dia muda essa porra, to me sentindo no paintbrush. Bizarro.Novidades das férias: Fiz uma nova banda, com uma menina nos vocais. Como não arrumamos um nome, saiu o dela mesmo. Daniela Calegari. Soa bem. Tivemos uma semana pra ensaiar pq tocamos na Facom na sexta. Very cool man. E a banda é a Mr. Kite, sem gabriel nos vocais. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/109146178712538856/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=109146178712538856' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109146178712538856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109146178712538856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/08/opa-to-voltando-de-frias.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-109034565271086529</id><published>2004-07-20T14:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-20T14:47:32.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Visual 2004.2, intitulado assim:"Quem gostou, gostou, quem não gostou vai pro caralho".Desde os tempos mais primórdios.Cheers,</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109034565271086529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/109034565271086529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/07/visual-2004.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108920464141728173</id><published>2004-07-07T09:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T09:50:41.416-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Enquanto todo munda entra em férias (e eu tbm), arrumei um trabalho escravo que vai me render muitas horas semanais. Me fudi bonito. Mas é por amor às causas perdidas.Visual novo e tudo.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108920464141728173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108920464141728173' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108920464141728173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108920464141728173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/07/enquanto-todo-munda-entra-em-frias-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108739608529902330</id><published>2004-06-16T11:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T11:32:03.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Esse foi o mail mais genial que recebi nos últimos tempos. Reparem, é primo de Ricardo Longo. Burro pra caralho! E o professor ainda deu 7!Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108739608529902330/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108739608529902330' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108739608529902330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108739608529902330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/esse-foi-o-mail-mais-genial-que-recebi.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108731056805870220</id><published>2004-06-15T11:41:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-15T11:42:48.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sempre ouçoSempre vejo as mesmas coisasNão é poucoCertamente eu estou loucoDe querer mudar...Pouco a poucoJá estou ficando roucoDe gritar a sua voz,E quando estamos a sósDebaixo dos lençóisEm nosso pequeno mundoÉ quando eu me vejoE vejo que quase não vejoNada além do que eu sintoE eu tento me esconderMas por favor, não me deixe só agora!Vamos embora desse lugar!Que não </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108731056805870220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108731056805870220' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108731056805870220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108731056805870220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/sempre-ouo-sempre-vejo-as-mesmas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108626688597465742</id><published>2004-06-03T09:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T09:48:05.973-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Filho da puta aquele Sorin. Eu tava ganhando o bolão quando ele fez aquele gol. Eu em casa: "Beleza, não ganhei na mega-sena mas ganhei no bolão!". E o filadaputa faz aquele gol. Que merda. Mas é nenhuma, azar no jogo, sorte no amor e no Championship Manager. Ah, e eu vou jogar de novo na mega-sena. Óbvio.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108626688597465742/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108626688597465742' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108626688597465742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108626688597465742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/filho-da-puta-aquele-sorin.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108626677992053538</id><published>2004-06-03T09:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T09:46:19.920-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Garotas, licença aí, namoral.VAI REBANHO DE ARGENTINO, TUDO CORNO, VAI FILADAPUTA, TUDO VIADO, ARGENTINO É TUDO GAY, VAI MISÉRA, RECEBA AÍ Ó, O GORDINHO PULANDO!!!!valeu.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108626677992053538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108626677992053538' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108626677992053538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108626677992053538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/garotas-licena-namoral.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108618496748684491</id><published>2004-06-02T11:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-02T11:02:47.486-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapaiz, ontem passou a Los Canos no jornal de MTV fazendo o show do MADA. Não falaram nada deles, enquanto falaram das outras bandas, entrevista com os integrantes... aí quando acaba a matéria, aquele débil mental do Rafa (eu juro, não dá pra entender nem o que ele fala, de tão anormal que ele é), falou bem da Los Canos, que era a banda nova da MTV e que ia tocar essa sexta ao vivo lá no programa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108618496748684491/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108618496748684491' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108618496748684491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108618496748684491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/rapaiz-ontem-passou-los-canos-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108610007052733305</id><published>2004-06-01T11:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:27:50.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>as far as you take me, that's where i believe the realm of soft delusions, floating on the leaves on a distant shoreline, she waves her arms to me as all the thought police, are closing in for sleep the dilly dally, of my bright lit stay the steam of my misfortunes has given me the power to be afraid and in my mind i'm everyone and in my mind without a care in this whole world without a</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108610007052733305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108610007052733305' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108610007052733305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108610007052733305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/as-far-as-you-take-me-thats-where-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108609991347341455</id><published>2004-06-01T11:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-06-01T11:25:13.473-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bem, parece que meu tornozelo tá voltando... hoje treinei com bola e consegui até jogar o coletivo apronto inteiro. Meu time ganhou de 3x1 e eu participei dos 3 gols, inclusive um lançamento de 20 jardas. Foi legal, me diverti a beça. Espero não ter que operar do tornozelo tbm, já que no fim do ano provavelmente vou operar meu pulso direito.Isso poderia até ser um discurso de jogador de futebol</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108609991347341455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108609991347341455' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108609991347341455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108609991347341455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/06/bem-parece-que-meu-tornozelo-t.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108574876480576598</id><published>2004-05-28T09:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-28T09:54:09.283-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ja que Zuma mandou ninguem mais entrar aqui, vai uma singela homenagem ao melhor baixista da Bahia.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108574876480576598/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108574876480576598' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108574876480576598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108574876480576598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/ja-que-zuma-mandou-ninguem-mais-entrar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108566595620355296</id><published>2004-05-27T10:51:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T10:52:36.203-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Momento reflexivo: Cortar ou não cortar o cabelo/ Fazer ou não fazer a barba - Eis as questões.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108566595620355296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108566595620355296' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566595620355296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566595620355296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/momento-reflexivo-cortar-ou-no-cortar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108566020564693472</id><published>2004-05-27T09:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T09:16:45.646-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eu tava conversando sábado com o grande Rena, no Barbacoa, num aniversário da família de nossas namoradas, quando ele me falou que aquela débil mental da Solange tinha gravado uma versão remix de "Ianuor". É claro que eu duvidei e me proibi de acreditar que isso existia.Mas não é que o Fantástico passou uma reportagem enorme sobre o sucesso do "remix"??Me falem aí, quem é mais débil mental? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108566020564693472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108566020564693472' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566020564693472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566020564693472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/eu-tava-conversando-sbado-com-o-grande.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108566001368005891</id><published>2004-05-27T09:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-27T09:13:33.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Momento PhotoshopGarotas, não se importem com essas besteiras. Até a maravilhosa Juliana Paes tem. Aliás, eu tinha até falado que eu detesto esses ensaios fotográficos pela falta do realismo. Mulher tem que ter celulite, senão não tem graça.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108566001368005891/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108566001368005891' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566001368005891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108566001368005891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/momento-photoshop-garotas-no-se.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108548719401220710</id><published>2004-05-25T09:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T09:13:14.013-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>CONFIRMADÍSSIMOACÚSTICO MTV ENGENHEIROS DO HAWAII EM NOVEMBRO!!!!Percebam minha ironia nas letras maiúsculas e no sensacionalismo do caps lock. É minha banda favorita no pior programa da mtv, mais oportunista possível. Se bem que agora sim, os engenheiros vão virar uma banda "cult anos 80", apostem comigo...E por mais que pareça "oportunista" (e é, não tenham dúvidas), o coitado do </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108548719401220710/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108548719401220710' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108548719401220710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108548719401220710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/confirmadssimo-acstico-mtv-engenheiros.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108548689342477528</id><published>2004-05-25T09:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-25T09:08:13.426-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Puta que pariu, what's going on??Ando sem tempo pra porra nenhuma, ponto.E muita merda rolando, ponto.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108548689342477528/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108548689342477528' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108548689342477528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108548689342477528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/puta-que-pariu-whats-going-on-ando-sem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108488706407099343</id><published>2004-05-18T10:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T10:31:04.070-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vcs viram o acidente que matou os caras do Pagod'art, inclusive o irmão de Edilson, do vicetória??Ouvi a história aqui na facul e achei que fosse mais uma daquelas lendas, como "Eminem morreu", ou aquele Chester... mas, não, é verdade. acho que é a primeira tragédia na história do pagode Baiano.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108488706407099343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108488706407099343' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108488706407099343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108488706407099343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/vcs-viram-o-acidente-que-matou-os.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108488697332517028</id><published>2004-05-18T10:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-18T10:29:33.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>(...)Fagner não decepcionou a platéia. Muito aplaudido quando subiu ao palco, o cantor tocou grandes sucessos da sua carreira, como ?Jardim Dos Animais?, ?Eternas Ondas?, ?Retrovisor? e ?Dezembros?. O público cantou emocionado os clássicos ?Espumas ao Vento?, ?Revelação?, ?Deslizes? e ?Borbulhas de Amor?.(...)Infelizmente não pude ir a esse show. Fágner é gênio.Cheers, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108488697332517028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108488697332517028' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108488697332517028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108488697332517028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108436562663689136</id><published>2004-05-12T09:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:40:26.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ô gripe féladaputa.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108436562663689136/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108436562663689136' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436562663689136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436562663689136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/gripe-fladaputa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108436558405860782</id><published>2004-05-12T09:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:39:44.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essa merece.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108436558405860782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108436558405860782' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436558405860782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436558405860782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/essa-merece.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108436542294057011</id><published>2004-05-12T09:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:37:02.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Momento Teen II - A missão.A melhor banda de punk rock do mundo em nossa puberdade (quer vcs queiram ou não). Em homenagem a Grilo. Zuma e Dan, peguem logo que a gente vai tocar sem Ricardo (nessa desgraça).Nice Guys Finish LastBillie Joe ArmstrongNice guys finish lastYou're running out of gasYour sympathy will get you left behind.Sometimes your at your best, when you look the worst.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108436542294057011/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108436542294057011' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436542294057011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436542294057011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/momento-teen-ii-misso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108436475025322471</id><published>2004-05-12T09:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-12T09:25:50.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porra, muito bisonho esse visual novo do blogger. Tá parecendo aqueles layouts que Mariana Nerd faz.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108436475025322471/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108436475025322471' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436475025322471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108436475025322471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/porra-muito-bisonho-esse-visual-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108419527872826458</id><published>2004-05-10T10:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:21:18.730-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Momento Teen.Ontem eu vi um DVD do Red Hot. Então aqui vai um clássico.Under The BridgeSometimes I feelLike I don't have a partnerSometimes I feelLike my only friendIs the city I live inThe city of angelsLonely as I amTogether we cryI drive on her streets'Cause she's my companionI walk through her hills'Cause she knows who I amShe sees my good deedsAnd she kisses me windyI </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108419527872826458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108419527872826458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108419527872826458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108419527872826458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/momento-teen.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108419484462023965</id><published>2004-05-10T10:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:14:04.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Confirmado: HARES E STARLA Café Calypso, dia 29/05.Mais informações em breve, eu ainda não sei o horário nem a outra banda.Mas apareçam, né?Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108419484462023965/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108419484462023965' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108419484462023965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108419484462023965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/confirmado-hares-e-starla-caf-calypso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-1084194523671069</id><published>2004-05-10T10:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:08:43.680-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Puta merda, que visual de merda esse novo do blogger. Que merda.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/1084194523671069/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=1084194523671069' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/1084194523671069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/1084194523671069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/puta-merda-que-visual-de-merda-esse.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108364904297238508</id><published>2004-05-04T02:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-05-04T02:41:18.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, ok, eu ainda estou vivo...Estranho depois de quase 3 anos ter a dupla computador/internet em casa...Apesar que a situação aqui tá feia... Quem viu o BATV de sábado viu que tem um prédio que foi abandonado aqui no Rio Vermelho... atrás do meu, sábado eu dormi com o meu no ponto. Achei que o prédio ia desabar e levar o meu junto... deus me livre.E a Starla finally vai entrar em estúdio. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108364904297238508/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108364904297238508' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108364904297238508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108364904297238508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/05/ok-ok-eu-ainda-estou-vivo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108324525469952386</id><published>2004-04-29T10:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-29T10:35:59.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Te Fizeram de Idiota Mais Uma Vez?Top 10 melhores shows de todos os tempos, segundo a revista Q1. Radiohead, Glastonbury (28/06/1997)2. Nirvana, Reading Festival (30/08/1992) 3. Oasis, Knebworth (10 e 11/08/1996) 4. Coldplay, festival V2003 (17/08/2003) 5. Brian Wilson, Royal Festival Hall (26/02/2004)6. Madonna, Earl's Court (7/07/2001) 7. The Beatles, telhado do prédio da Apple (30/</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108324525469952386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108324525469952386' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108324525469952386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108324525469952386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/te-fizeram-de-idiota-mais-uma-vez-top.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108307483318082168</id><published>2004-04-27T11:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:11:20.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, a festinha de sábado foi muito legal. Eu tinha um post ótimo sobre ela, mas o fim de semana não terminou de um jeito legal. Mas vale lembrar que é sempre muito bom encontrar os reais amigos e conversar, falar merda, rir muito e ouvir alguma música legal- mesmo quando Mariana leva aquele cd dela "anima festas", com coisas como Beyonce, Britney Spears, Madonna, Jay-Lo, etc... salvam-se algumas </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108307483318082168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108307483318082168' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307483318082168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307483318082168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/ah-festinha-de-sbado-foi-muito-legal.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108307466441916861</id><published>2004-04-27T11:04:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:08:32.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, minha lista de álbuns está suspensa por enquanto.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108307466441916861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108307466441916861' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307466441916861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307466441916861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/ah-minha-lista-de-lbuns-est-suspensa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108307448702642822</id><published>2004-04-27T11:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:30:17.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O Jazz.Life In A Glass HouseRadioheadOnce again, I'm in trouble with my old friend She is papering the window panes She is putting on a smile Living in a glass house Once again, packed like frozen food and battery hens Think of all the starving millions Don't talk politics and don't throw stones Your royal highnesses Well of course I'd like to sit around and chat Well of course </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108307448702642822/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108307448702642822' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307448702642822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307448702642822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-jazz.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108307422146196613</id><published>2004-04-27T10:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-27T11:01:08.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Quem dera minha vida fosse que nem esse blog.Sem nenhuma obrigação de viver alguns dias.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108307422146196613/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108307422146196613' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307422146196613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108307422146196613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/quem-dera-minha-vida-fosse-que-nem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108212205067007890</id><published>2004-04-16T10:27:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T10:31:23.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fim de semana agitado, com direito a uma grande formatura pra ir. Só lamento pra quem não vai. Só lamento.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108212205067007890/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108212205067007890' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108212205067007890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108212205067007890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/fim-de-semana-agitado-com-direito-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108212198358303399</id><published>2004-04-16T10:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-16T10:30:18.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Burn.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108212198358303399/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108212198358303399' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108212198358303399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108212198358303399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/burn.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108195494064448194</id><published>2004-04-14T12:02:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T12:06:11.326-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, já ia esquecendo. Retiro toda minha defesa pra Solange depois dela aparecer ontem como mulher de seu Creiçon. Nega burra da desgraça, dá corda pra neguinho meter o pau nela. Mas não retiro nada do que disse em relação as outras não. Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108195494064448194/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108195494064448194' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195494064448194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195494064448194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/ah-j-ia-esquecendo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108195462727153450</id><published>2004-04-14T11:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T12:00:58.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Aproveitando que eu nunca mais tinha postado uma letra aqui, vai outra "Eletrônica-Moderninha" que eu ouço todo dia tbm.IdiotequeRadioheadWho’s in bunker’ who’s in bunkerWomen and children firstWomen and children firstWomen and childrenI’ll laugh until my head comes offI swallow till I burstUntil I burstUntil I..Who’s in bunker’ who’s in bunkerI’ve seen too muchI haven’t seen </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108195462727153450/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108195462727153450' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195462727153450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195462727153450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/aproveitando-que-eu-nunca-mais-tinha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108195444160718474</id><published>2004-04-14T11:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T11:58:46.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapaiz, tem umas 2 semanas que peguei o DVD com clips dos Pumpkins na casa de Rick, sensacional. Tem uma versao ao vivo de "Fuck You" que é simplesmente sensacional, 3 vezes mais rápido que o original. Jimmy Chamberlein é o melhor batera do mundo. E eu achava o clip de "Bullet With Butterflies Wings" o melhor deles, mudei minha opinião após ver o sensacional clip de "Ava Adore". Rapaiz, genial </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108195444160718474/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108195444160718474' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195444160718474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108195444160718474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/rapaiz-tem-umas-2-semanas-que-peguei-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108186693057456188</id><published>2004-04-13T11:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T11:39:19.590-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>O cara do Muse se fudeu. Quebrou a cara, vejam isso.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108186693057456188/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108186693057456188' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186693057456188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186693057456188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/o-cara-do-muse-se-fudeu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108186668483299057</id><published>2004-04-13T11:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T11:35:13.873-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15 discos que de alguma forma me fizeram ser músico ou discos que eu gosto muito13ª posição"I Am Sam". Gravado em vários lugares e produzido por várias pessoas.Mais uma coletânea "inédita", só com Beatles interpretado por vários artistas. Não sou muito fã de trilhas sonoras, mas acabaram entrando 2 aqui na lista. Essa coincide com a época da Kite, uma das milhares bandas que fiz pra tocar </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108186668483299057/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108186668483299057' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186668483299057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186668483299057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/15-discos-que-de-alguma-forma-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108186487543773769</id><published>2004-04-13T11:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T11:05:04.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parece que Dado Villas-Lobos está precisando de dinheiro novamente.Legião Urbana - As Quatro Estações Ao VivoÉ muita cara de madeira. Muita. Após o lançamento daquele "Quero dizer que te amo", pra quê outro ao vivo, com as mesmas músicas de sempre, o pior: com o mesmo título de um álbum de Sandy e Jr? O pior de tudo é a estratégia: Um disco duplo, mas pra vender mais, tem um só com a "nata" </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108186487543773769/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108186487543773769' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186487543773769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186487543773769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/parece-que-dado-villas-lobos-est.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108186406093252310</id><published>2004-04-13T10:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-13T10:51:30.293-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Rapaiz, tá existindo um movimento contra-Solange do caralho. Coitada dela. Foi humilhada em Faustão, o maior débil-mental de todos os tempos, Esculhambada no Zorra Total, com direito a participação de Marcela com as seguintes falas: "vc vai dar, Sol, vc vai dar". Rapaiz, muita cara de pau. Uma vadia daquelas, que deu pro prefeito e usou o dinheiro público pra botar peito, fica tirando onda. A </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108186406093252310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108186406093252310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186406093252310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108186406093252310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/rapaiz-t-existindo-um-movimento-contra.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108177467234919065</id><published>2004-04-12T09:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T10:01:40.310-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já fui.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108177467234919065/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108177467234919065' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177467234919065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177467234919065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/j-fui.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108177458501907334</id><published>2004-04-12T09:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T10:00:13.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Estou cansado, muy cansado.Trabalhando feito um louco na casa de Gegê, ensaiando com minha nova banda de Beatles, (só gente do bem, com Luis Gomes, Carlinhos Gomes, Germano Lins e Gabriel Oliveira, já temos 3 shows agendados), e a sensacional Starla, melhor banda que Ricardo toca, na moral. Ainda arrumei mais um emprego, na LAN perto lá de casa. Que beleza de trabalho, hein?? Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108177458501907334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108177458501907334' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177458501907334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177458501907334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/estou-cansado-muy-cansado.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108177436581517221</id><published>2004-04-12T09:52:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-12T09:56:33.826-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Piada de Argentino.Um paulista entra na polícia, em plena cidade de Santo Ângelo-RS, e  dirige-se ao delegado:- Vim entregar-me, cometi um crime e desde então não consigoviver em paz.- Meu senhor, as leis aqui são muito severas e são cumpridas,se o senhor é mesmo culpado não haverá apelação nem dor deconsciência que o livre da cadeia!- Atropelei um argentino na estrada que vai pra </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108177436581517221/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108177436581517221' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177436581517221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108177436581517221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/piada-de-argentino.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108125694633954445</id><published>2004-04-06T10:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-06T10:12:46.263-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sem saco e sem tempo.Depois de fazer um golaço de placa, tô sabendo até que Irmã Maria Alice vai fazer uma placa e colocar no G1 depois do golaço que eu fiz do meio da quadra, encobrindo o goleiro (só eu, Romário e Stoichkov fazemos gol assim), consegui me machucar sozinho. Pedi a bola na ala direita, o cara lançou no lugar que eu tava na hora que estava me deslocando. Tentei voltar e torci o </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108125694633954445/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108125694633954445' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108125694633954445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108125694633954445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/sem-saco-e-sem-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108091140094736882</id><published>2004-04-02T10:10:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T10:13:35.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem eu estava ouvindo Oasis depois de muito tempo, e agora só pra tirar onda vou fazer alguns Top 5 pra mostrar que eu sei tudo da banda:Top 5 músicas cantadas por Liam1-Don´t Go Away2-Better Man3-Rockin´ Chair4-Roll It Over5-Slide AwayTop 5 músicas cantadas por Noel1-Don´t Look Back In Anger2-Where Did It All Go Wrong?3-The Masterplan4-Little By Little5-Going Nowhere6-Force Of</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108091140094736882/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108091140094736882' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108091140094736882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108091140094736882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/ontem-eu-estava-ouvindo-oasis-depois.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108091090342852669</id><published>2004-04-02T10:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-02T10:05:18.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ê primeiro de Abril bizarro, mas serviu como um: "Vou jogar pra ver se cola". recebi mail de 4 gatinhas, insaciáveis por esse corpinho que deus me deu.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108091090342852669/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108091090342852669' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108091090342852669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108091090342852669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/primeiro-de-abril-bizarro-mas-serviu.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108082707926547530</id><published>2004-04-01T10:44:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T10:48:12.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>garotas de todo o Brasil, agora é sério: sou o mais novo solteiro de Salvador. Quem quiser a companhia desse deus do sexo, é só me ligar.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108082707926547530/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108082707926547530' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108082707926547530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108082707926547530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/garotas-de-todo-o-brasil-agora-srio.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108082634003242928</id><published>2004-04-01T10:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-04-01T10:35:53.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Juninho Pernambucano joga muito. Parreira é burro demais.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108082634003242928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108082634003242928' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108082634003242928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108082634003242928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/04/juninho-pernambucano-joga-muito.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108013462162798448</id><published>2004-03-24T10:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T10:28:10.000-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15 discos que de alguma forma me fizeram ser músico ou discos que eu gosto muito14ª posiçãoParalamas do Sucesso (RJ), "Severino". Cherstey e Londres, Inglaterra e Rio de Janeiro, Brasil, entre Dezembro/93 e Fevereiro/94.Produção: Phil ManzaneraO 2º bônus da lista é sem dúvidas o patinho feio da discografia dos Paralamas. Infelizmente, pois é uma linda obra-prima conceitualizando toda </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108013462162798448/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108013462162798448' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108013462162798448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108013462162798448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/15-discos-que-de-alguma-forma-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-108008038520752347</id><published>2004-03-23T19:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T19:23:06.950-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>sem tempo.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/108008038520752347/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=108008038520752347' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108008038520752347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/108008038520752347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/sem-tempo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107944701408041302</id><published>2004-03-16T11:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T11:30:01.543-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>15 discos que de alguma forma me fizeram ser músico ou discos que eu gosto muitoResolvi fazer esse seção pra mexer um pouco nesse blog, e também serve como um "olhar pra trás e ver pq estou aqui hoje". Nesta lista figuram apenas discos que tenho, então é mais uma "discoteca narcisista". A idéia inicial era fazer um top 5, logo descartada por motivos óbvios: é impossível fazer uma lista com </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107944701408041302/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107944701408041302' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107944701408041302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107944701408041302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/15-discos-que-de-alguma-forma-me_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107936454293676318</id><published>2004-03-15T12:29:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T12:35:10.576-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E ontem eu torci descaradamente praquela menina de SP no "Princesinha do Verão". E é claro, torci pra ela pq Felipe Dylon, o maior gênio da música teen nos últimos 76 meses escolheu ela. E claro, pra ouvir o sucesso mundial do ano:Musa do VerãoIntrodução: A C#m Bm7AVocê            C#m  Sereia tropical            Bm7Vestida de areia e sal         AFaz brilhar               C#m </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107936454293676318/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107936454293676318' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936454293676318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936454293676318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-ontem-eu-torci-descaradamente.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107936433937335282</id><published>2004-03-15T12:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T12:28:50.090-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vcs viram o Bahia Revista ontem? Genial. Nomes estranhos. Não posso deixar de comentar aqui que o meu sonho é conhecer Catharina Truburina Prostituta Cataerva, e sem dúvidas, o bróder Remédio Amargo. Se vcs estão lendo esse blog, por favor, me escrevam. Já sou fã de vcs pelo seus nomes.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107936433937335282/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107936433937335282' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936433937335282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936433937335282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/vcs-viram-o-bahia-revista-ontem-genial.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107936423660641659</id><published>2004-03-15T12:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T12:27:07.356-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E eu ia começar uma nova seção desse blog. Deixa pra amanhã (suspense no ar).Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107936423660641659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107936423660641659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936423660641659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936423660641659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-eu-ia-comear-uma-nova-seo-desse-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107936413489373076</id><published>2004-03-15T12:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T12:25:25.670-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, e essa música do Incubus foi feita pro ex-baixista da banda, o cara escaldou ele. Ou seja, quando Zuma sair da Starla, nós vamos gravar o Feriado de Zumaeta. Bala.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107936413489373076/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107936413489373076' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936413489373076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936413489373076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/ah-e-essa-msica-do-incubus-foi-feita.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107936408062409504</id><published>2004-03-15T12:21:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T12:24:31.403-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hoje é um dia sensacional, histórico. Um ratinho (rato pequeno mesmo) entrou na minha sala. Rapaiz, Rock and roll demais da conta. Meninas gritando, histeria total, parecia os beatles. Logo ele se escondeu entre a mesa e o tablado, sendo que, na hora em que a galera tentava tirar ele dali, ele deu um pulo ninja, que o fez logo ganhar um nome: Neo.  Sensacional. Pena que o maldoso cara da limpeza </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107936408062409504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107936408062409504' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936408062409504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107936408062409504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/hoje-um-dia-sensacional-histrico.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107893341254695713</id><published>2004-03-10T12:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T12:46:36.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Não sou fã dessa banda, nem conheço o trabalho deles, mas aqui vai o melhor single internacional de 2004 até o momento(e sem dúvidas a melhor letra tbm):MegalomaniacIncubusI hear you on the radioYou permeate my screen, its' unkind butIf I met you in a scissor fightI'd cut off both your wings on principle aloneOn principle aloneHey megalomaniacYou're no JesusYeah, you're no fucking </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107893341254695713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107893341254695713' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107893341254695713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107893341254695713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/no-sou-f-dessa-banda-nem-conheo-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107875080603858812</id><published>2004-03-08T10:00:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T10:04:23.046-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lan, festa in Rick´s House, conversa Rock'n Roll com ex-guitar da Cascadura, Roland Garros 99, sono, ensaio power trio, visita de ninfetas e um sucesso que vai me deixar milionário. Esse fim de semana será lembrado pra sempre.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107875080603858812/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107875080603858812' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107875080603858812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107875080603858812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/lan-festa-in-ricks-house-conversa.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107875084649868981</id><published>2004-03-08T10:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T10:03:48.216-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Essa semana tem tênis de novo com Pet, se a chuva deixar.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107875084649868981/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107875084649868981' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107875084649868981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107875084649868981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/essa-semana-tem-tnis-de-novo-com-pet.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107849104937278873</id><published>2004-03-05T09:50:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:53:46.436-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hum, e achei isso 6,9, então vou passar pelo conselho.Que problema pode causar um sobrenome ?O Ministério da Justiça recebeu o seguinte requerimento:Esmeraldas, 5 de março de 2002.Eu, Maria José Pau, gostaria de saber da possibilidade de seaboliro sobrenome Pau de meu nome, já que a presença do Pau tem medeixadoembaraçada em varias situações.Desde já antecipoagradecimento e peço</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107849104937278873/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107849104937278873' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107849104937278873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107849104937278873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/hum-e-achei-isso-69-ento-vou-passar.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107849003741354016</id><published>2004-03-05T09:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:36:54.700-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E que baratinaço a história do Calypso hein?? Fraude do ano. Merecia até uma CPI. Era só pra aparecer no jornal da MTV é? Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107849003741354016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107849003741354016' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107849003741354016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107849003741354016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-que-baratinao-histria-do-calypso.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107848992556207208</id><published>2004-03-05T09:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:35:02.860-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, piadinha do show de ontem.Uma puta vai pro motel com Isaac Newton, e quando ele tira a roupa, ela não se contém:-Uau, que físico.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107848992556207208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107848992556207208' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848992556207208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848992556207208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/ah-piadinha-do-show-de-ontem.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107848981250957210</id><published>2004-03-05T09:30:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:33:09.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E ontem eu trabalhei o dia inteiro num desses passeios de integração do Portinari, como aquele que fiz meu debut ano passado. Legal, fui chamado de juíz ladrão várias vezes. É muito legal. O poder de ter um apito e comandar algo é fascinante. Experimentem um dia e mudarão seus conceitos sobre juízes.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107848981250957210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107848981250957210' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848981250957210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848981250957210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-ontem-eu-trabalhei-o-dia-inteiro-num.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107848969644320783</id><published>2004-03-05T09:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-05T09:31:13.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Porra, ontem eu fiz, sem dúvidas, o melhor show da nilbitous. Explicarei.Marquinhos estava fudido de febra, quase sem voz, quando Carlinhos me ligou dizendo que não haveria o show por não conseguir ninguem pra cantar. Na mesma hora eu disse que arrumaria um cantor, e me arrumei mesmo. Sensacional, quase 3 anos sem ser o vocalista principal de uma banda. Nem na "Where's Joe?" eu cantava tanto. E </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107848969644320783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107848969644320783' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848969644320783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107848969644320783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/porra-ontem-eu-fiz-sem-dvidas-o-melhor.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107831939679173614</id><published>2004-03-03T10:09:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T10:12:51.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Já que o assunto do momento é esse, vou dar uma comentada.Retorno de bandas.Depois de Pixies e Jesus and the Mary Chain, parece que os Pumpkins vão voltar. Será?? Sobre as duas primeiras bandas, é um retorno caça-níquel sem precendentes. O Pixies, considerada a banda que "inventou" o Nirvana, é cultuada por Indies de todo o mundo. "Doolittle", é uma espécie de bíblia para estes. Apesar de não</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107831939679173614/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107831939679173614' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831939679173614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831939679173614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/j-que-o-assunto-do-momento-esse-vou.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107831817560839072</id><published>2004-03-03T09:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:52:30.030-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E o Pato Fu tá gravando disco novo! Aê, finalmente o Rock nacional vai ter pelos menos 3 bandas boas em atividade! Vcs viram a foto de Nina, filha de John e Fernanda?? Vai lá no diário de bordo do site oficial e fica botando "anterior" até achar! Sensacional!Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107831817560839072/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107831817560839072' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831817560839072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831817560839072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-o-pato-fu-t-gravando-disco-novo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107831794952009324</id><published>2004-03-03T09:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T09:53:15.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Notícias da ATP:Ontem, em desafio internacional promovido pela ATP (associação dos tenistas Perebas), o Brasileiro Ted Simões venceu o tbm Brasileiro Helton Rosa por 2 sets a 0, parciais de 7/6 (7/4) - 6/4, em 1 hora e 50 minutos de um jogo emocionante. Foi a volta de Ted Simões às quadras depois de 2 anos e meio fora do circuito.Foi cogitada a possibilidade de haver um Bar Abadá Open na Costa</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107831794952009324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107831794952009324' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831794952009324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107831794952009324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/notcias-da-atp-ontem-em-desafio.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107823963625471612</id><published>2004-03-02T12:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T12:03:30.140-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E nem precisa dizer que Oscar é tudo armação, né? fala sério aquela merda do Senhor dos Anais ganhar tudo, aquilo é tudo armação pra empresa que investiu no filme não falir e ter o retorno garantido. Enfim, fraquíssimo. E Sean Penn merecia ter levado o Oscar em "I Am Sam", só fizeram limpar a merda que tinham feito antes, assim como Denzel Washington. Essa indústria de cinema é uma merda mesmo. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107823963625471612/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107823963625471612' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823963625471612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823963625471612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-nem-precisa-dizer-que-oscar-tudo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107823945718963788</id><published>2004-03-02T11:57:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T12:00:31.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E a segunda mulher mais linda de Hollywood ganhou o oscar de melhor atriz coadjuvante!Renee ZellwegerCheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107823945718963788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107823945718963788' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823945718963788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823945718963788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-segunda-mulher-mais-linda-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107823926857661634</id><published>2004-03-02T11:54:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T11:57:22.500-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E a mulher mais linda de Hollywood ganhou o Oscar de melhor atriz!Charlize TheronCheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I Wanna Be Adored(Ian Brown/John Squire)I don't have to sell my soulhe's already in meI don't need to sell my soulhe's already in meI wanna be adoredI wanna be adoredYou adored meI got to be I wanna be AdoredIsso é tudo que eu tenho a dizer.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107823818121799510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107823818121799510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823818121799510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823818121799510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/i-wanna-be-adored-ian-brownjohn-squire.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107823806610770774</id><published>2004-03-02T11:34:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T11:37:19.640-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E mariana nerd disse que eu estava poderosa nesse meu manifesto! Divina! eheheh!Ah, não importa, ela já sabe a história toda mesmo, se ela me entregar eu juro que digo que ela foi pra liquidação do iguatemi mas não comprou nada! hahauhH! E hj vai ter encontro internacional de tênis, com os grandes Helton Safin e Ted Kuerten, grande jogo em quadras rápidas na costa da Pituba, sensacional. Se eu </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107823806610770774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107823806610770774' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823806610770774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107823806610770774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/03/e-mariana-nerd-disse-que-eu-estava.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107789047066449768</id><published>2004-02-27T11:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T11:05:24.716-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mas nem tudo é desgraça! Vamos rir!Unidos Do Caralho A Quatro (Hermes e Renato) Chora cavaco! Desde os tempos mais primórdiosO caralho tá aíArrombando as vaginas Apavorando as meninas De família Desde os tempos mais primórdiosO caralho tá aí Roliço e veiudo Pentelhudo e cabeçudo Na Sapucaí Alô meu povo caralhense! Desde os tempos mais primórdiosO caralho tá aí Arrombando </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107789047066449768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107789047066449768' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107789047066449768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107789047066449768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/mas-nem-tudo-desgraa-vamos-rir-unidos.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107789020002008295</id><published>2004-02-27T10:56:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:59:27.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ei, tenho que dizer algo importante.Vai ser falsa com outro, vai atrapalhar a vida de outro, vai arrumar suas namoradas pra lá, mas me deixe só com meu amor. Você não tem coragem nem pra se assumir, nem tente atrapalhar minha vida. Viva sua vida medíocre de falsos ideais, de ganância, sujeira e prosmiscuidade longe de mim e do meu amor. Nem você, nem ninguém vai atrapalhar o que construímos. Eu</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107789020002008295/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107789020002008295' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107789020002008295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107789020002008295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/ei-tenho-que-dizer-algo-importante.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107788907078673659</id><published>2004-02-27T10:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:40:38.796-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Acho que só, vou indo...Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107788907078673659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107788907078673659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788907078673659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788907078673659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/acho-que-s-vou-indo.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107788898008074299</id><published>2004-02-27T10:36:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:39:08.106-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E que carnaval de merda, eu odeio carnaval, mas ainda bem que todo carnaval tem seu fim.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107788898008074299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107788898008074299' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788898008074299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788898008074299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/e-que-carnaval-de-merda-eu-odeio.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107788895405751566</id><published>2004-02-27T10:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:38:42.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E Terça eu fui pra Sauípe ver o Brasil Open, sensacional, vi Moyá, esse grande tenista que veio bichado e acabou perdendo, e o sensacional Guga, que joga muito, do caralho. Agora anotem aí, Richard Gasquet, vai ser o grande tenista daqui há alguns anos, vi um jogo dele contra Franco Ferreiro, ele joga muito, e só tem 17 anos. No dia seguinte foi eliminado por Guga, mas vai ser topo do mundo fácil</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107788895405751566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107788895405751566' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788895405751566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788895405751566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/e-tera-eu-fui-pra-saupe-ver-o-brasil.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107788881278766095</id><published>2004-02-27T10:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:36:20.840-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ontem foi aniversário de meu amor, parábens, muitos anos de vida e felicidades.Ontem tbm foi aniversário da bicha-mor Zumaeta, parabéns viadão, saiba que apesar do seu gosto por pessoas do mesmo sexo, não te discriminamos, enfim, mas vá com sua viadagem pra lá!eheheh!parabéns a todos!Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107788881278766095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107788881278766095' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788881278766095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788881278766095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/ontem-foi-aniversrio-de-meu-amor.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107788868299986518</id><published>2004-02-27T10:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-27T10:34:11.076-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Desde os tempos mais primórdios, o caralho tá aí, tá aí, tá aí!Sensacional, trilha sonora desse carnaval!Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107788868299986518/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107788868299986518' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788868299986518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107788868299986518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/desde-os-tempos-mais-primrdios-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107711200360374220</id><published>2004-02-18T10:46:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T10:49:19.610-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Parece que Josh Homme tirou Nick Olivieri do Queens, puta sacanagem, enfim, vejam na NME e vcs entenderão melhor. Aqui vai uma letra sensacional de uma música muito mais sensacional ainda. Quem não baixar vai ganhar um beijo na boca de Zumaeta.----------------------------------I Think I Lost My Headache(Queens Of The Stone Age)You know whyThey called and just let it ringNo replyThe door </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107711200360374220/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107711200360374220' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107711200360374220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107711200360374220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/parece-que-josh-homme-tirou-nick.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107693901478492147</id><published>2004-02-16T10:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:46:08.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>E vejam minha sensacional resenha do Mellon Collie no "O Risco", novo blog que eu escrevo. Vou largar faculdade, música e mulher pra virar escritor de blog. ho ho ho.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107693901478492147/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107693901478492147' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693901478492147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693901478492147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/e-vejam-minha-sensacional-resenha-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107693883633077398</id><published>2004-02-16T10:40:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:43:09.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vale tbm dar meus parabéns a minha namorada, que passou em nutrição na UFBa, Simon, que passou em Engenharia Elétrica, Carla, que passou em Artes Cênicas, Victor, que passou na UFBa e na UNB em Jornalismo (detonou, e ainda pegou a ninfeta!) hum, será que esqueci de alguém? Acho que não, meus parabéns a todos, em especial pra minha namorada, pq ela é demais e ponto final. Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107693883633077398/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107693883633077398' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693883633077398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693883633077398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/vale-tbm-dar-meus-parabns-minha.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107693778912788211</id><published>2004-02-16T10:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-16T10:25:42.793-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Cof cof cof.Puta merda, deixa eu tirar a poeira disso aqui...Pronto!Estou sem saco pra postar.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107693778912788211/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107693778912788211' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693778912788211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107693778912788211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/cof-cof-cof.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107587528735832343</id><published>2004-02-04T03:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T03:17:04.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vale lembrar tbm que eu to com o clássico Mellon Collie and the Infinitines Sadness, clássico album duplo dos abóboras amassadas. Aqui vai um top 5 das músicas que eu não conhecia do álbum.Top 5 músicas desconhecidas do Mellon Collie5-Fuck You (An Ode to no One)4-Thru the Eyes of Ruby 3-Porcelina of the Vast Oceans2-Jellybelly (só por causa do espacamento de Jimmy Chamberlein)1-Muzzle</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107587528735832343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107587528735832343' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107587528735832343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107587528735832343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/vale-lembrar-tbm-que-eu-to-com-o.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3730180.post-107587430907597047</id><published>2004-02-04T02:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T03:00:45.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ah, e saibam que ao contrário dos coroas da banda, eu nem me impressionei com tudo isso. Eu quero é mais.Cheers,</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/feeds/107587430907597047/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3730180&amp;postID=107587430907597047' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107587430907597047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3730180/posts/default/107587430907597047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bebenegao.blogspot.com/2004/02/ah-e-saibam-que-ao-contrrio-dos-coroas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ted Simões</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14254206723249449750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_pG18vtxq9YQ/Sffm8_mUGvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/PBsTfdeS17E/S220/Photos+211.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
