tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14420517461746033882012-01-19T09:11:40.727-08:00Esto no es un blogEvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.comBlogger181100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-88726229282727105052012-01-19T09:11:00.000-08:002012-01-19T09:11:40.733-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KmM-4NQ547c/TxhOln3IJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/EFyZZ3ZGYGM/s1600/paraweb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KmM-4NQ547c/TxhOln3IJ0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/EFyZZ3ZGYGM/s640/paraweb.jpg" width="432" /></a></div><br />-¡No, mujer! -respondió el marido-, ¡Yo no<br />haré eso!; no tengo corazón para abandonar a mis<br />hijos en el bosque; las fieras acabarían pronto con<br />ellos.<br />-Tonto -replicó ella-, entonces moriremos de<br />hambre los cuatro; no tendrás más que alistar<br />nuestros ataudes.<br />Y no le dio tregua ni reposo hasta lograr que<br />consisntiera.<br />-Pero aun así esos pobres niños me dan lástima<br />-decía el hombre.<br />A causa del hambre los dos niños tampoco<br />habían podido dormirse y oyeron lo que la madrastra<br />decía a su padre. Gretel lloró amargamente<br />y dijo Hansel:<br />-¿Y ahora qué será de nosotros?<br />- Gretel -dijo Hansel-. no te preocupes<br />que conseguiré librarnos de esta.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-8872622928272710505?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-52765246485327801082011-12-21T09:14:00.000-08:002011-12-21T09:14:28.912-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uYH8aIerWg/TvITp5FQUcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-akaDAyvubs/s1600/Comunicaci%25C3%25B3n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-8uYH8aIerWg/TvITp5FQUcI/AAAAAAAAAIE/-akaDAyvubs/s640/Comunicaci%25C3%25B3n.jpg" width="550" /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-5276524648532780108?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-6541429788374287402011-12-21T09:10:00.000-08:002011-12-21T09:10:21.521-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCbYo9fkBNA/TvISz7KkDUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/af-Wer1vz5I/s1600/EB.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCbYo9fkBNA/TvISz7KkDUI/AAAAAAAAAH8/af-Wer1vz5I/s640/EB.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><br /><br />A la Sangrienta Condesa<br />le gusta la sangre espesa...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-654142978837428740?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-75756730708134418832011-12-21T09:07:00.000-08:002011-12-21T09:07:40.896-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33x-5yUeHZA/TvISHtgTNFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1wz6vUkF4Fc/s1600/vlad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-33x-5yUeHZA/TvISHtgTNFI/AAAAAAAAAH0/1wz6vUkF4Fc/s640/vlad.jpg" width="494" /></a></div><br /><br />A Vlad el Empalador le gusta la sangre:<br />su aroma y su sabor...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-7575673070813441883?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-31524138557897967232011-11-22T05:58:00.000-08:002011-11-22T05:58:26.978-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wupZPacDNPI/TsuqFvq3hkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/30Ux0xReCkc/s1600/Estramonio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="288" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wupZPacDNPI/TsuqFvq3hkI/AAAAAAAAAHo/30Ux0xReCkc/s400/Estramonio.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><br />El Hijito del Demonio<br />ha invitado a sus amigos<br />a una infusión de Estramonio...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-3152413855789796723?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-20191939658633144612011-11-19T08:39:00.000-08:002011-11-19T08:39:10.348-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-e266797e0ba44a24" 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://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De266797e0ba44a24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331189304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33D1028141A1EAB62E86890E81840671C526E6C9.4C5A261423833FE2D830BFD305DA74025598784C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De266797e0ba44a24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzdTPWNc1OrYW6FDkFY9p1L_aBMg&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://v1.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3De266797e0ba44a24%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331189304%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D33D1028141A1EAB62E86890E81840671C526E6C9.4C5A261423833FE2D830BFD305DA74025598784C%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3De266797e0ba44a24%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DzdTPWNc1OrYW6FDkFY9p1L_aBMg&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object></div><br />Pequeña y cutrecilla animación con algunas de las ilustraciones de mi proyecto ilustrado...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-2019193965863314461?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-7557406800122646872011-11-19T06:54:00.000-08:002011-11-19T06:54:12.335-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K141FAfW6MU/TsfC0otuKOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lUPEYT9otTM/s1600/oto%25C3%25B1o+copia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K141FAfW6MU/TsfC0otuKOI/AAAAAAAAAHY/lUPEYT9otTM/s640/oto%25C3%25B1o+copia.jpg" width="498" /></a></div><br />Poco a poco,<br />Otoño,<br />va soltándose el moño.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-755740680012264687?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-46421432308371382042011-11-07T06:30:00.000-08:002011-11-07T06:30:25.045-08:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVC50qTG80/TrfrTVleA0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IMCZ_GIUim4/s1600/MANSION+FLOTANTE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OWVC50qTG80/TrfrTVleA0I/AAAAAAAAAHE/IMCZ_GIUim4/s640/MANSION+FLOTANTE.jpg" width="498" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-4642143230837138204?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-20921820806310930852011-10-28T14:44:00.000-07:002011-10-28T14:44:38.421-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LkUs_c4xHOY/Tqsgz0y7QLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JnMiNnnVvlE/s1600/EN+EL+CORAZON+DEL+SUE%25C3%2591O.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="145" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LkUs_c4xHOY/Tqsgz0y7QLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JnMiNnnVvlE/s400/EN+EL+CORAZON+DEL+SUE%25C3%2591O.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="color: black;">He tropezado con la llave que abre y cierra la puerta del universo. Pero el candado está roto y no encuentro ningún cerrajero cósmico.</div>(Tijeras, pegamento y revistas viejas...probadlo, es muy divertido!)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-2092182080631093085?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-72916276992369786542011-10-27T09:28:00.000-07:002011-10-27T09:28:44.259-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0McU-v4stc/TqmESt4vlzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X8MGf_vCYQg/s1600/14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0McU-v4stc/TqmESt4vlzI/AAAAAAAAAG0/X8MGf_vCYQg/s640/14.jpg" width="497" /></a></div><br /><br />Pese a llevar un injerto<br />todo su sr está muerto<br />y nada nuevo sentía...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-7291627699236978654?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-62873876823740430152011-09-24T06:55:00.000-07:002011-09-24T06:55:37.801-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTlHI197vF4/Tn3fvN87hQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WkyXLOtWVm8/s1600/Animal+televisivo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DTlHI197vF4/Tn3fvN87hQI/AAAAAAAAAGE/WkyXLOtWVm8/s640/Animal+televisivo.jpg" width="552" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">¿Adquiera el nuevo...¡ANIMAL TELEVISIVO!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">¿La audiencia de su canal se estrella?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">¿Necesita un empujoncito para que su programa sea el más visto?</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">¡No importa lo vergonzoso que sea su programa, lo degradante de sus contenidos!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Tampoco importa su calidad...¡Cualquier bodrio puede convertirse en líder de audiencia con nuestro ANIMAL TELEVISIVO!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sólo tiene que colocarlo delante de una cámara y dejar que él haga todo el trabajo.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Adquiera su ANIMAL TELEVISIVO por sólo 99,95.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Las primeras 100 llamadas recibirán una INYECCIÓN LOBOTOMIZADORA DE AUDIENCIA de regalo!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">&nbsp;</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-6287387682374043015?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-78023150984051212982011-09-11T06:02:00.000-07:002011-09-11T06:05:07.334-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LUKXL0YqkE/TmyvXSW9MiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/onTfriw8Uhs/s1600/blank-box.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/--LUKXL0YqkE/TmyvXSW9MiI/AAAAAAAAAEE/onTfriw8Uhs/s640/blank-box.jpg" width="483" /></a></div><br /><br />Vale por un viaje en el tiempo, ida y vuelta.<br /><br /><div style="color: #660000;"><b>Advertencias y precauciones:</b></div><div style="color: #660000;"><br /></div><div style="color: #660000;">-No interfiera en el transcurso de los acontecimientos, limítese a permanecer en la sombra como mero espectador.</div><div style="color: #660000;">-Evite encontronazos casuales o forzados con antepasados y/o descendientes, con sus yos pasados y/o futuros.</div><div style="color: #660000;">-No traiga a su tiempo ningún alimento, animal, planta u objeto.</div><div style="color: #660000;">-Conserve el ticket en todo momento para el viaje de vuelta.</div><div style="color: black;"><br /></div><div style="color: #660000;">(LA EMPRESA NO SE HACE RESPONSABLE DE POSIBLES PARADOJAS TEMPORALES)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-7802315098405121298?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-49985535805001919582011-08-29T07:53:00.000-07:002011-08-29T07:53:13.351-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4xjdZ6x_k8/Tlum7JqFfjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L9WaiB_xj48/s1600/Portada+Konrad.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><i><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-E4xjdZ6x_k8/Tlum7JqFfjI/AAAAAAAAAEA/L9WaiB_xj48/s640/Portada+Konrad.jpg" width="460" /></i></a></div><br /><br /><strong style="color: black; font-weight: normal;">La señora Bartolotti, una madura solterona y solitaria, aficionada a ganar concursos literarios y sorteos de revistas y con una idiosincrasia aniñada e inmadura, recibe un día un misterioso paquete. Al abrir el paquete se encuentra una lata de conservas, dentro de la cual parece haber un niño de 7 años, prefabricado y perfecto (al parecer llamado Konrad porque lo pone en una etiqueta), que supondrá quebraderos de cabeza para la extraña señora Bartolotti, muy poco acostumbrada a convivir con personas y mucho menos con niños</strong>.<br /><br /><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-4998553580500191958?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-19655019348497105122011-07-31T05:30:00.000-07:002011-07-31T05:30:19.222-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fz5IqAtQP90/TjVJfFLNgUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5dEtR4dtj2s/s1600/Babel.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fz5IqAtQP90/TjVJfFLNgUI/AAAAAAAAAD8/5dEtR4dtj2s/s640/Babel.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><br />La Torre de Babel estaba casi terminada. Los Hombrecillos Sólo Trazados se sentaron a descansar y hablaron de dinosaurios.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-1965501934849710512?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-15447475539366853232011-07-18T05:14:00.000-07:002011-07-18T05:14:37.452-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdQn7vd8jPw/TiQiuL3ihmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PX1Ogz7FS00/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="546" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jdQn7vd8jPw/TiQiuL3ihmI/AAAAAAAAAD4/PX1Ogz7FS00/s640/2.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Sumergido en el agua caliente de su bañera, aún no se ha dado cuenta de que el mundo ya no sigue ahí.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-1544747553936685323?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-22989397583353809862011-07-14T04:54:00.000-07:002011-07-14T04:55:27.336-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQXSIDK-lbc/Th7YcudUUQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BaOQGelPl3o/s1600/Cuento+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OQXSIDK-lbc/Th7YcudUUQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/BaOQGelPl3o/s640/Cuento+1.jpg" width="586" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;">En la Ciudad Futurista, Nadie Gutiérrez pinta el cielo de un día nublado porque no lleva gafas de sol.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-2298939758335380986?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-86229012656239280252011-07-09T11:21:00.000-07:002011-07-09T11:21:48.816-07:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa6cIvMjx8E/ThiaqXSOW_I/AAAAAAAAADk/bEDXW1TCEAs/s1600/El-eremita-de-los-abismos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qa6cIvMjx8E/ThiaqXSOW_I/AAAAAAAAADk/bEDXW1TCEAs/s640/El-eremita-de-los-abismos.jpg" width="385" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Dibujo del Eremita en la postura imposible de mirar a cámara.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><div style="text-align: center;">El Eremita de los Abismos es muy solitario y asustadizo.<br />El Eremita de los Abismos es tan desconfiado que no se fía ni de sus propios pensamientos (y por eso siempre hace lo contrario).</div><div style="text-align: center;">El Eremita de los abismos se ilumina en la oscuridad sólo cuando sueña que está en una fiesta.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-8622901265623928025?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1442051746174603388.post-91739674840138187412011-07-08T18:01:00.000-07:002011-07-09T07:01:26.515-07:00<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KW3r9mLKvEg/Thhem1eQKeI/AAAAAAAAADg/VoDVQfd6Uc0/s1600/paraentrada.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="496" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KW3r9mLKvEg/Thhem1eQKeI/AAAAAAAAADg/VoDVQfd6Uc0/s640/paraentrada.jpg" width="640" /></a></td></tr><tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Instantánea inédita de un Hipoflamingo en celo</span>.</td></tr></tbody></table><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">El Hipoflamingo del tiovivo se enamoró de la Yegua Bicéfala de delante.&nbsp;</div><div style="text-align: center;">Ella nunca lo supo y él siempre anduvo tras ella, pero jamás pudo alcanzarla</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-YOq1HjRZh8Q/ThekOXAni1I/AAAAAAAAACk/uGhz_m-X5E0/s1600/chico.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a></div><br />.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1442051746174603388-9173967484013818741?l=esqueletosenelarmario.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>EvaLíhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03494376010445778963noreply@blogger.com4