tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21480832938633791792011-04-21T19:27:54.299ZZerathullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18008422554979663998noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2148083293863379179.post-56590444094627890812007-02-15T20:41:00.000Z2007-02-15T22:11:10.639Z<div align="justify"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Estreio este blog com uma ressaca do caraças. De quem é a culpa?</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Minha não é, de certeza! Vi o blog do meu amigo </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Márito</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"> e achei imensa piada às coisas em geral que ele tinha lá "postado". Piada, porque são coisas da treta, sobejamente escritas sem nexo algum. É assim mesmo. E então eu pensei "pá, eu também era gajo pra fazer uma cena destas", e foi assim que tive a ideia de fazer este blog. </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Escuridão Negra</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"> é o nome, porque quando anoitece, fica de noite, e a escuridão fica negra de um modo assim nocturno, preto, sombrio.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><div align="center"><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">------------------------------------\\\///-------------------------------------</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></div><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Enfim, decidi que este blog será um blog da TRETA! Que melhores assuntos do que assuntos da treta pra discutir aqui não acham? Enquanto escrevo estas linhas, o Márito tá na cozinha a fazer uns bifes, e o João, ai o João, esse grande senhor do fado, chegou agora a casa todo bêbado! Mas com os nossos maços de tabaco que lhe pedimos :) mesmo assim, bêbado. Tão lindo. E eu de ressaca...</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">As dores de cabeça não me deixam esquecer a noite de ontem, uma noite como tantas outras, noites da treta. Um gajo vai até às amarelas, bebe umas imperiais, fumos à mistura (não confirmo se são narcóticos ou não, porque parecia mal), depois procissão até ao </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">Santuário</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">, </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">Noites Longas</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"> ou</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"> NL</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></strong><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">, como lhe queiram chamar... Packs de cerveja e tal, mais fumos, curtir a guitarrada... e depois... bem, depois é qu</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">e já não dá pra lembrar muito bem. Recordo-me de breves episódios, mas não são nítidos. Ai a minha cabeça que me dói tanto... Despeço-me, por enquanto, com uma receita médica para o mal-estar:</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;">"um sorriso antes e depois das refeições"</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#6600cc;"><br/></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"><span style="color:#ff0000;">STAY NOCTURNAL!!!</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span><br/></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2148083293863379179-5659044409462789081?l=escuridaonegra.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Zerathullhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18008422554979663998noreply@blogger.com1