<?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-37816244</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:09:35.861+01:00</updated><category term='universidade'/><category term='politécnico'/><category term='ambiente'/><category term='biologia'/><category term='filmes'/><category term='mundomarillier'/><category term='bbde'/><title type='text'>Olhá GAAAAAAFE fresquinha!</title><subtitle type='html'>Toda a gente dá gaffes e calinadas. Poucas pessoas têm alguém ao pé que não se esquece delas. Uma colecção de gaffes para todos os gostos, que se estende do ciclo ao superior.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-7787456170084774778</id><published>2007-05-02T16:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T16:47:43.605+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Vindos directos do Parque Natural de Monfragüe, em Espanha, a viagem foi prolífera em gaffes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Marcelo Santana Lopes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O Marcelo Rebelo de Sousa &lt;strong&gt;existe&lt;/strong&gt;?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sandra:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O MPT é treu."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Uma charrua com &lt;strong&gt;um burro a cavalo&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Condutor do autocarro:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É uma &lt;strong&gt;plantação de cegonhas&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Um líquido que se &lt;strong&gt;esperme&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu não &lt;strong&gt;poço&lt;/strong&gt;.. "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A que &lt;strong&gt;horas é o guarda-chuva?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuno:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Escríticos.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Merdonheiros.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludgero:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Água &lt;strong&gt;amarelela&lt;/strong&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Acordei &lt;strong&gt;em cima do colchão.&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Já &lt;strong&gt;repari&lt;/strong&gt; muitas vezes."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Rosa Brava, a rapariga que os pais não &lt;strong&gt;deixam ir trabalhar para a escola."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-7787456170084774778?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/7787456170084774778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=7787456170084774778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7787456170084774778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7787456170084774778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/05/vindos-directos-do-parque-natural-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-1186864873980690400</id><published>2007-03-27T14:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-27T14:08:19.853+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mundomarillier'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Aqui está o contributo de &lt;strong&gt;Carolina&lt;/strong&gt;, do fórum MundoMarillier, uma coleccionadora de gaffes como eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma discussão inteligente:&lt;br /&gt;Artur – O que tá aí escrito?&lt;br /&gt;Catarina – São músicas.&lt;br /&gt;Artur – Deixa-me ouvir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolina Silva – Tenho frio nas mãos…&lt;br /&gt;Mário – Trouxesses calças! (há por aqui uma troca de conceitos não?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Liliana – Doem-me imenso as costas.&lt;br /&gt;Roseta – O que é que comeste ao pequeno-almoço? (medicina é com ela!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. FQ - Posso anular-te o teste!&lt;br /&gt;Mariana – Não, isto era a cábula. (É impressão minha ou ficas-te sem ela?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fifi – No caso do ABS….&lt;br /&gt;Ratola – É aVs!!! (tipo…DAH!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratola – 1 tetraplégico tem 1 comichão no pé…&lt;br /&gt;Frazão – Eles não sentem a comichão.&lt;br /&gt;Ratola – Porquê?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artur – Qualquer pose minha é sexy…&lt;br /&gt;Frazão – Especialmente enforcado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém – Cantem o FO.&lt;br /&gt;Mário – O quê?! Temos o “Ó Maria dá-me o pito” queres?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E outro membro, &lt;strong&gt;canochinha&lt;/strong&gt;, juntou-se à festa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"A stôra de estúpida é mesmo História"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-1186864873980690400?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/1186864873980690400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=1186864873980690400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/1186864873980690400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/1186864873980690400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/03/aqui-est-o-contributo-de-carolina-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-7550681068867464136</id><published>2007-03-11T21:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-11T21:44:54.143Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Os Filhos do Homem" Special... nunca vi tanto engano em tão pouco tempo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Homem com filhos"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Filhos da Mãe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Filhos do Pai"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E a última dita por mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Os Filhos da Treta." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-7550681068867464136?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/7550681068867464136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=7550681068867464136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7550681068867464136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7550681068867464136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/03/os-filhos-do-homem-special.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-7099995347827290731</id><published>2007-02-14T15:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T15:44:10.201Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Caricatura feita, e gaffes todas bonitinhas, passadas a computador... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Costumo andar com os óculos calçados pela casa.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Seguro contra a terra de meteoritos.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Leitor Beirão.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“As coisas que se vendem no YouTube.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ainda me provocas uma factura.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quem não tem boi, caça com gato.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sabes como é que os cães miam no Japão?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Queres leite frente ou quio?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apontando para o nariz:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eu liberto óleos animais aqui desta religião.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eu queria ser a versão feminina da Hermione.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“As corcundas de Nárnia.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tu nunca vais ter peitos no pêlo.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Arrota que é caracol!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-7099995347827290731?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/7099995347827290731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=7099995347827290731' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7099995347827290731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/7099995347827290731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/02/caricatura-feita-e-gaffes-todas.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-1234301813764446642</id><published>2007-02-07T16:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-07T17:21:22.664Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Acabaram os exames!!!&lt;br /&gt;Para comemorar, aqui vai:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno (para a Ana): "Eu apreciei escreveres em maiúsculas."&lt;br /&gt;Ana: "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era para me ouvirem.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andrea, os teus ovos são de galinha, ou são comprados?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- Selenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vamos ao fórum ontem?&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo tenta cantar 'Porto Covo'&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Haaviaa uma ponte entre os riios...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Espinula medal&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- anónimo a tentar dizer 'espinal medula'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meias de todas as cores e &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;feitiços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;- &lt;/em&gt;Joana&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;"Que país é este?"&lt;br /&gt;Aluna responde:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;África.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia exclama:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Só lhe faltava a... a... a máquina de cortar lenha!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- ...moto-serra?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;É fedonho.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;- mãe da Selenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;De cabeça pró ar."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia recebe um doce, e Carlos comenta:&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Andam a dar chupas? É como quando vais dar &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sandes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e pronto. mais para vir !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-1234301813764446642?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/1234301813764446642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=1234301813764446642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/1234301813764446642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/1234301813764446642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/02/acabaram-os-exames-para-comemorar-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-8007320662033091747</id><published>2007-01-17T13:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T13:55:59.383Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Especial Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tou em época de exames! Não tás a ver as minhas &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;orelhas &lt;/span&gt;?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A colher dos talheres tá fechada.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pintei-me com olhos no eyeliner.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Adoro o pai do Halvin-- do Cobbes--”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - Coitado do pai do Calvin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Selenia: “…O irmão do João--”&lt;br /&gt;Jo: “Não queres dizer ‘do Carlos’?”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia: “Ah, pois! O irmão do cão.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Por acaso, tu hoje vens vestida.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - e nos outros dias vem como?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Cortavas o braço e deixavas sair 10 cl de &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;leite&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde estão os sacos do lixo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Estão na gaveta mais à esquerda do... do,,, opá, do...&lt;br /&gt;                            (...)&lt;br /&gt;daquilo onde se lava a loiça!”&lt;br /&gt;Rapariga: “Do...lava-loiça?”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;boink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-8007320662033091747?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/8007320662033091747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=8007320662033091747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/8007320662033091747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/8007320662033091747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/01/especial-selenia-tou-em-poca-de-exames.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-430910331208819473</id><published>2007-01-10T13:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:27:54.636Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haha! Voltei a trabalhar no clube de vídeo, pelo que trago mais títulos fantásticos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Triste e isolada"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- a história de uma mulher triste... e... numa ilha deserta. Nada a ver com Tristão e Isolda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tem o Bricky Bracky?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Como?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bricky Bracky... aquele com os cowboys e as montanhas..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- nunca mais olhei para a capa do Brokeback mountain da mesma maneira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora dois enganos que me levam a pensar... será que as pessoas em questão são cultas demais, tias, ou instructores de condução? Porque quem é que pergunta pelo filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Veículos"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- em vez de Carros&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Saltar a vedação"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- em vez de Pular a cerca&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, o causador de ataques de riso no McDonalds... o filme:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Magadáscar"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-430910331208819473?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/430910331208819473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=430910331208819473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/430910331208819473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/430910331208819473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2007/01/haha-voltei-trabalhar-no-clube-de-vdeo.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116603043402321237</id><published>2006-12-13T16:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:28:29.380Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Em plena época de trabalhos e apresentações...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fazer um especial Professores:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. De Matemática:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; “O barulho das canetas a escrever é insuportável.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. De Bioestatística:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; “Imagina que não havia sexo...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Química Prática:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Hoje vamos trabalhar com bananas analíticas.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Rui Ribeiro de Vertebrados:&lt;br /&gt;Passou uma aula inteira a referir a tão perigosa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Caça ao bambu.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“O solo é favorável para o caracol ser &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;pedrado&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“...e as lampreias parasitam durante dois anos no mar, até subirem o rio para voltarem a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;morrer&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Foi extinto até à extinção.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Fátima Sales, de Plantas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Fossiólogos.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. de Biologia da Conservação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Os castores não fazem parte da nossa &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;flora&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Paula, de Biologia do Desenvolvimento II:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Têm problemas que não lhes permitem ter pais.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Teresa Gonçalves, de Plantas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“É um género da mesma espécie.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof. Veríssimo, de Microbiologia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Estruturas de todos os típicos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116603043402321237?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116603043402321237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116603043402321237' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116603043402321237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116603043402321237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/em-plena-poca-de-trabalhos-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116593846403936317</id><published>2006-12-12T15:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:29:00.076Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Post especial de Missunderstandings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma frase inocente passa pelo processo de audição para chegar ao ouvinte ou sem sentido, ou com um sentido &lt;em&gt;deveras&lt;/em&gt; diferente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecamos pelas mais clássicas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia diz: “Não gosto de andar quando estou com frio.”&lt;br /&gt;António percebe: Não gosto de andar quando estou &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;com o cio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludgero diz:       “Abomino-te.”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia percebe: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;“Domino-te.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E continua-se..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia diz: “Estas antenas servem para quê? Rádio?”&lt;br /&gt;Frodo responde: “Nem, só... presumo.”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia percebe: “Nem só...&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;presunto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos diz: “Eu acredito muito no destino.”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia percebe: “Eu acredito muito no &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;intestino&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rita diz: “Vou primeiro à casa de banho.”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia percebe: “Vou &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;comer&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; à casa de banho.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos diz: “A partir de amanhã, vou ser pandeireta!”&lt;br /&gt;Jo percebe: “A partir de amanhã, vou ser &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;paneleiro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiago diz: “Vacina do tétano.”&lt;br /&gt;Bruno (olhando para cima) : “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Piscinas no tecto&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos diz: “Não gosto de birras.”&lt;br /&gt;Ludgero percebe: “Não gosto de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;virgens&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruno diz: “Dei uma joelhada no aquecedor.”&lt;br /&gt;Selenia percebe: “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dei-te uma cacetada&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; com o aquecedor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora um rol de pessoas que respondem a tudo (se repararem, o Carlos é o campeão disso):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo diz: “Estúpida...”&lt;br /&gt;Carlos (Vira-se): “ &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selenia diz: “Isto é estúpido!”&lt;br /&gt;Jo (Vira-se): "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chamaste-me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo diz: “Oh, que m*rda...”&lt;br /&gt;Carlos: “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Chamaram-me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prof: “Carla?”&lt;br /&gt;Carlos: *Levanta a mão* (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;por várias vezes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;....)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ludgero para a Jo: “Agora já sei onde escondes as cábulas.”&lt;br /&gt;Carlos (Vira-se): “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Alguém me chamou&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe do Ludgero: “...aquela mula--”&lt;br /&gt;Ludgero: “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Eu&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;?”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116593846403936317?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116593846403936317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116593846403936317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-especial-de-missunderstandings.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116593726403449233</id><published>2006-12-12T14:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:29:21.878Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mais gaffes recentes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(depois de sair dos carrinhos de choque)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Bati com os joelhos nos pneus."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Sandra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Já corri os brasileiros todos."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tânia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nós perguntamos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Então como chamas a isso? botija, ou saco?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jo responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu chamo água."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mp3 do Ricardo tá todo partido. Selenia pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"E ainda anda?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Digam nomes de músicos! Selenia exclama:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Marisa Cruz!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“De vez em quando tiro a língua do nariz.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Selenia outra vez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carlos, numa conversa para a Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Olha, tu és homem, eu sou mulher, a Joana também...”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A mão em cópula.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Comido &lt;/span&gt;à Portuguesa.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Se o Ludgero quiser explicar como se é comido à portuguesa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais para vir entretanto!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116593726403449233?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116593726403449233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116593726403449233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/mais-gaffes-recentes-depois-de-sair.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116585154147689788</id><published>2006-12-11T15:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:29:42.538Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Na altura de pré-exames:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Sabes porque é que eu tou gorda? É por causa das &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;armónias&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- uma anónima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Adoro estar assim... com as pernas a tiracolo."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Jo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Já tenho um enxoval inteiro de comida japonesa."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Carlos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"O que mata não engorda."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Helena&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Acordas ainda a dormir.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Selenia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Ouve lá, nós medimos os metros em quilómetros!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Bruno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A vizinha da galinha é sempre maior que a minha.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ludgero, a inventar provérbios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Estou na rotunda, aquela que está no meio da estrada.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Vânia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116585154147689788?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116585154147689788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116585154147689788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/na-altura-de-pr-exames-sabes-porque.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116542292067807031</id><published>2006-12-06T16:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:32:05.945Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbde'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frescas e boas, vindas do BBDE.org!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É tão alta que parece as montanhas do Niagára"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(empregada da limpeza, acerca de uma elevação no soalho flutuante de uma sala) - submetida pelo Samwise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Espero que hoje não chova tanto, ontem choveu cá de uma maneira que era um autêntico &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;vesúvio&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(uma anónima) - submetida pelo Pedro Farinha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Tive um atoque de tasse."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(professora de Geologia no 12º ) - submetida pelo Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Queria um menu Hollywood. As pirocas quentinhas se faz favor."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(No Arrábida Shopping) - submetida pelo Archie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para acabar, uma ocorrida nas aulas desta manhã:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Professor pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Que país é aquele?..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aluna responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É África."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116542292067807031?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116542292067807031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116542292067807031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116542292067807031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116542292067807031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/frescas-e-boas-vindas-do-bbde.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116525504606321057</id><published>2006-12-04T17:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:29:55.812Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='filmes'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mas que raio de filme é esse??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Das partes mais interessantes de se trabalhar num clube de vídeo, é o esforço que às vezes é preciso fazer para conseguirmos dizer que filme queremos. Tanto por nós como pelos clientes, aos quais temos de dar a mão à palmatória, pela originalidade dos pedidos. Aliás, até vou fazer disto um jogo: ponham-se na minha pele e tentem descobrir de que filme é que eles (clientes, colegas e às vezes até eu própria) estão a falar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(as respostas estão no fim)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 - “O Encantador de Canários.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 - “Têm o Bornes? O Bornes, o feiticeiro?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 – “ O Elevador.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 – “ Gorilas na Bruna.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 – “XXL”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (não, não é o que estão a pensar...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 – “Insonía.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 – “Denotação.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8 – “Era o Pecado às Portas e o Inimigo Original, por favor.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9 – “Já têm o Doidos por Mary – O casamento?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 – “Mil e uma maneiras de perder um homem.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 – “Uma vida na casa.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 – “A Ratinha dos malditos.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (o meu favorito)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13 – “American Pia.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 – “Vê se me agarras.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Respostas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 – O Encantador de cavalos&lt;br /&gt;2 – Bones, o feiticeiro.&lt;br /&gt;3 – Cabine telefónica.&lt;br /&gt;4 – Gorilas na bruma.&lt;br /&gt;5 – XXX, claro. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;6 – Insónia.&lt;br /&gt;7 – Detonação.&lt;br /&gt;8 – Cruzou os nomes, são o Inimigo às portas, e o Pecado original.&lt;br /&gt;9 – American Pie, O casamento.&lt;br /&gt;10 – Como perder um homem em dez dias.&lt;br /&gt;11 – Uma casa, uma vida.&lt;br /&gt;12 – A Rainha dos malditos.&lt;br /&gt;13 – American pie.&lt;br /&gt;14 – Apanha-me se puderes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116525504606321057?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116525504606321057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116525504606321057' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116525504606321057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116525504606321057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/mas-que-raio-de-filme-esse-das-partes.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116523964755154422</id><published>2006-12-04T13:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:30:19.976Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambiente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politécnico'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frases memoráveis, de Engenharia do Ambiente:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Estar preso na varanda não te impede de ladrar aos carros.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Paulo Novo, Professor de Mecânica Geral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“E aqui, onde estas linhas se cruzam, é o NOSSO ponto G.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Fernando Silvano, “&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Há uma propriedade que diz que eu posso tirá-lo todo para fora.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Fernando Sebastião, Professor de Álgebra linear e Geometria analítica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A água é essencial para tomarmos banho.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Ricardo Lagoa, Professor de Microbiologia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elisa pergunta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Queres ir ao cinema?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Selenia responde:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Fazer o quê?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Se dividirmos um rebuçado por 500 pessoas, calha uma lambidela a cada um.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Nuno Bernardino, Professor de Matemática geral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Deduza... ou deduz? Posso tratar-vos por tu?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– idem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“E vejam lá as dúvidas. Se não tiverem, digam.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– idem&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Para fazer isso é preciso oxigénio. E o oxigénio custa dinheiro!!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– um orador entusiasmado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em tom filosófico, a falar mais para si do que para a aula&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“As rótulas não provocam momento. É uma frase interessante. O que é que isto quer dizer?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Paulo Novo, Professor de Mecânica Geral&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Vocês não precisam de o saber. Ou melhor, vocês precisam de o saber de cor!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;– Professor de Hidráulica I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acabamos com um dia em que o professor de matemática estava religiosamente inspirado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“A função não pode multiplicar os pães. Não é como aquele cabeludo!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quero dois caloiros. Vocês, como é que se chamam?&lt;br /&gt;-         Pedro&lt;br /&gt;-         João&lt;br /&gt;Muito bem, dois apóstolos.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116523964755154422?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116523964755154422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116523964755154422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116523964755154422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116523964755154422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/12/frases-memorveis-de-engenharia-do.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116491474994390653</id><published>2006-11-30T19:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:30:36.864Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bbde'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Recebidas directamente de monsieur Agnor, ditas por alguns amigos dele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das mais chocantes que já vi:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ontem levei com um c*r*lho na boca. Esperem, não!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Tarde demais, rapaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu tenho cena prá coisa"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"F*d*-te já o banano"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- é o insulto dois em um..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a parte científica:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Vou apanhá-la à bruta, até lhe saírem mórulas pelos ouvidos." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- que é um dos estádios do embrião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Se não são os testículos que armazenam os espermatozóides, então é o quê? O útero?" Diz uma rapariga.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Só se for o teu a armazenar, no meu é que não é de certeza." - responde o rapaz.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116491474994390653?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116491474994390653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116491474994390653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116491474994390653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116491474994390653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/recebidas-directamente-de-monsieur.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116489451952370709</id><published>2006-11-30T13:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:30:57.609Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Este post é dedicado ao António, que tem poucas gaffes, mas quando as tem, são extraordinárias:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Levantando o punho cerrado exclama:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Eu dilato-te!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noutra situação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Preciso de um c*r*lho!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- na realidade, se quiserem acreditar nele, ele afirma que era suposto estar lá uma vírgula. Mas para citar o Ludgero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"É a tua palavra contra a nossa imaginação."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Última hora:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricardo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ao escolher uma salada de fruta, repara tristemente:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não tem manteiga..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- ele queria dizer banana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116489451952370709?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116489451952370709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116489451952370709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116489451952370709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116489451952370709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/este-post-dedicado-ao-antnio-que-tem.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116482648438389972</id><published>2006-11-29T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:31:17.005Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ora quem vai ser vítima hoje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiago, que já devia ter sido apresentado:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Apontando para duas caixas de Petri, cada uma com dois testículos:&lt;br /&gt;“Professor? Os tomates são todos do mesmo rato?”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frodo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Mandamos mais em vocês que nós em nós.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;António:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Quando tu tiveres uma perna.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Isso é uma ameaça?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ritinha!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Pai, não te esqueças de prender a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;cadeira &lt;/span&gt;lá fora.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acabamos com o Vidigueira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Dois a dois, tipo aos pares.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116482648438389972?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116482648438389972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116482648438389972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116482648438389972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116482648438389972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/ora-quem-vai-ser-vtima-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116480115877115649</id><published>2006-11-29T11:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:31:32.375Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Comecamos com uma gaffe de uma professora:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Existem bairros com sanidade reduzida."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(sim, porque a loucura abunda em certas zonas.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a Marta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Lavas o teu champô com pantene?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"As disciplinas do xinó são semestrais ou anais?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(UI!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116480115877115649?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116480115877115649/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116480115877115649' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116480115877115649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116480115877115649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/comecamos-com-uma-gaffe-de-uma.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37816244.post-116473192761758728</id><published>2006-11-28T16:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-12T20:31:45.649Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='biologia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='universidade'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Benvindos benvindos! Aconchegem-se aqui e antes de se rirem, pensem bem... Quantas vezes já disseram calinadas dignas de um monumento? Ou algo inocente dito pareceu aos vossos ouvidos o maior disparate do mundo?  Ou deram por vocês a ter conversas perfeitamnete idiotas e a dizer frases que para sempre focaram gravadas na memória de quem as ouviu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora aqui vai um pequeno gosto daquilo que é já uma colecção com história, e que atravessa ciclo, secundário, politécnico e universidade, passando por um sempre agradável clube de vídeo. Antes de começar propriamente dizendo, permitam-me que vos apresente alguns dos habituais protagonistas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começando por mim, Selenia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Teve de treinar para atingir a gravidez.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tens que ser maior que 16 para comprar dinheiro.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Os otostos apraem-se”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresento agora a Jo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Eu queria ser a versão feminina da Hermione.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“No secundário nós pusémos ovos.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Tu nunca vais ter peitos no pêlo.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Kikos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Andámos o dia todo nas noitadas.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Por duas vezes pus a mão no ferro de lavar a loiça.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Sabes como é que os cães miam no Japão?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Ludgero:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Várias vezes almocei e jantei sem comer nada.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Já recebeu doutoramentos em França e em Paris.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Moras a 5 minutos de casa.”&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o Bruno Açoreano:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“É como aquelas coisas no deserto da &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Serra das Estrelas&lt;/span&gt;.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Numa conversa sobre as silhuetas das aves em vôo:&lt;br /&gt;“Um albatroz? Tu olhas pra cima e vês um&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;porta-aviões&lt;/span&gt;!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Nós não somos assim. Somos acolá.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto. Vamos lá começar... Até à próxima.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/37816244-116473192761758728?l=vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/feeds/116473192761758728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=37816244&amp;postID=116473192761758728' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116473192761758728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/37816244/posts/default/116473192761758728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vaiumagaffe.blogspot.com/2006/11/benvindos-benvindos-aconchegem-se-aqui.html' title=''/><author><name>Selenia</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13247814085333586192</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v332/Lusitanea/icons/shriek.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
