tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-74922796549673082242012-02-16T08:23:27.362+01:00nomirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10082777668952980152noreply@blogger.comBlogger11100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7492279654967308224.post-57756156947641418042008-05-24T13:12:00.022+02:002008-05-24T15:39:58.286+02:00Esta es una recopilación de fotos de sinsorgueces varias con las que se encuentra una en el día a día...<br /><br />1- Cuando lo leí bajando las escaleras de mi casa a las 7.00 de la mañana, pensé que sería fruto del sueño. Pero no, a mediodía, aún seguía ahí...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf5Yvar0dI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RTdnYFO3w5U/s1600-h/condones+en+el+patio+sur_1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf5Yvar0dI/AAAAAAAAAsU/RTdnYFO3w5U/s320/condones+en+el+patio+sur_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203902097890464210" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />2- Las obras de mi barrio son interminables. Pero hay quien se lo toma con humor!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf71far0fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jkzlNNfgKHg/s1600-h/Las+obras+de+mi+barrio_1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf71far0fI/AAAAAAAAAsk/jkzlNNfgKHg/s320/Las+obras+de+mi+barrio_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203904790834958834" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />3- Ya puestos le podrían poner calle Clítoris!! Este cartel lo vimos en Cartagena, donde parecen ser bastante graciosillos :DD<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf8jfar0gI/AAAAAAAAAss/9RpUSu1UGPg/s1600-h/En+Cartagena+son+unos+cachondos.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf8jfar0gI/AAAAAAAAAss/9RpUSu1UGPg/s320/En+Cartagena+son+unos+cachondos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203905581108941314" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />4- Esta foto está sacada en Almería, donde los jardineros parecen tener bastante mala leche.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf9wPar0hI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Yfo_mR9yyxE/s1600-h/sin+comentarios.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf9wPar0hI/AAAAAAAAAs0/Yfo_mR9yyxE/s320/sin+comentarios.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203906899663901202" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />5- Fiestas de Vitoria. Fuegos artificiales de Mendizabala. Que siempre tenga que venir alguien a joder la foto...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf-RPar0iI/AAAAAAAAAs8/LJYhqEIZiws/s1600-h/Un+calvo+jodiendo+los+fuegos+artificiales.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf-RPar0iI/AAAAAAAAAs8/LJYhqEIZiws/s320/Un+calvo+jodiendo+los+fuegos+artificiales.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203907466599584290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />6- Y los viudos???? qué hacen con los viudos??? porqué no hay viudos??? 8-o habrá que llamar a callejeros para que lo investiguen, que lo mismo los donan para que hagan rollitos de primavera con ellos!!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf_UPar0jI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IWiCyO0E25s/s1600-h/y+los+viudos.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf_UPar0jI/AAAAAAAAAtE/IWiCyO0E25s/s320/y+los+viudos.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203908617650819634" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />7- En el bocata de Vitoria...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf_2_ar0kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/AL1-XEG13As/s1600-h/bocatta.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDf_2_ar0kI/AAAAAAAAAtM/AL1-XEG13As/s320/bocatta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203909214651273794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />8- Habrá que avisar en Fox River...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgAovar0lI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VZjMWadPES4/s1600-h/silla+el%C3%A9ctrica.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgAovar0lI/AAAAAAAAAtU/VZjMWadPES4/s320/silla+el%C3%A9ctrica.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203910069349765714" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />9- Les prometí a mis padres que les regalaría una estación meteorológica para la cocina. Es lo que tiene ser mileurista.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgCmvar0mI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LJNaNepU2KY/s1600-h/burr%C3%B3metro.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgCmvar0mI/AAAAAAAAAtc/LJNaNepU2KY/s320/burr%C3%B3metro.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203912234013282914" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />10- ¿Os he dicho ya que soy mileurista? :-O<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgDBfar0nI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Nx_jkXuG9d0/s1600-h/me+quedo+sin+gasolina_1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgDBfar0nI/AAAAAAAAAtk/Nx_jkXuG9d0/s320/me+quedo+sin+gasolina_1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203912693574783602" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />11- Parque de los Molinos. Laguardia. El avestruz (o lo que quiera que sea el bicho éste) lanzándose en picado contra el objetivo de mi cámara al más puro estilo Belén Esteban.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgNivar0oI/AAAAAAAAAts/AitIaxJmpaM/s1600-h/avestruz+pic%C3%A1ndome+la+c%C3%A1mara.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgNivar0oI/AAAAAAAAAts/AitIaxJmpaM/s320/avestruz+pic%C3%A1ndome+la+c%C3%A1mara.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203924259921711746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />12- Ya era hora. Felicidades.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgOevar0pI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rkiR4Vp5b5c/s1600-h/Alonso+se+afeita.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_GaioGKoK4Bk/SDgOevar0pI/AAAAAAAAAt0/rkiR4Vp5b5c/s320/Alonso+se+afeita.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203925290713862802" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />13- Dándolo todo...<br /><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c2a6a50f174db281" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc2a6a50f174db281%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332985609%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F29D15F6C58367931C9445A871A7B527EA530C6.6150FF88AD9C42A941C09C6C5AE6D6EC656403A1%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc2a6a50f174db281%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwK_7KQa7d-xt7E10KxOjvBAQ6J8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc2a6a50f174db281%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1332985609%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6F29D15F6C58367931C9445A871A7B527EA530C6.6150FF88AD9C42A941C09C6C5AE6D6EC656403A1%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc2a6a50f174db281%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DwK_7KQa7d-xt7E10KxOjvBAQ6J8&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7492279654967308224-5775615694764141804?l=nomiro.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>nomirohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10082777668952980152noreply@blogger.com1