<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8268865692390712420</id><updated>2009-11-10T10:54:44.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>;;;blourgh;;;</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blourgh.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blourgh.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Nuno</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8268865692390712420.post-451601746452114890</id><published>2007-01-21T16:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:35:41.117-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons For The Existence Of A Sport Like Biathlon</title><content type='html'>Strolling and occasionally stopping by for shooting squirrels was once commonplace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 1938 there was an alpine squirrel epidemic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ski &amp; gun making lobbyists (Big Ski) had a big influence over Winter Olympics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shooting a slingshot is just plain silly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8268865692390712420-451601746452114890?l=blourgh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/451601746452114890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/451601746452114890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blourgh.blogspot.com/2007/01/reasons-for-existence-of-sport-like.html' title='Reasons For The Existence Of A Sport Like Biathlon'/><author><name>Nuno</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01166541980542183352'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8268865692390712420.post-5918843142263188865</id><published>2007-01-21T16:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:26:58.713-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuff I've Been Asked to Draw Lately</title><content type='html'>A Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Man Who Is Riding A Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carnivorous Flowers Singing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Genitals from Bugs-Eye View.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8268865692390712420-5918843142263188865?l=blourgh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/5918843142263188865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/5918843142263188865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blourgh.blogspot.com/2007/01/stuff-ive-been-asked-to-draw-lately.html' title='Stuff I&apos;ve Been Asked to Draw Lately'/><author><name>Nuno</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01166541980542183352'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8268865692390712420.post-2588512970035834613</id><published>2007-01-21T16:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T16:23:46.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I've Said In January 20th 2007</title><content type='html'>Good Morning, who crapped on my mouth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell you when you get older.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ask me first if I want sugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ducks don't have teeth!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, really it's OK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well,boo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd buy all the yogurt you could ever want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm scared of the dark too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8268865692390712420-2588512970035834613?l=blourgh.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/2588512970035834613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8268865692390712420/posts/default/2588512970035834613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blourgh.blogspot.com/2007/01/things-ive-said-in-january-20th-2007.html' title='Things I&apos;ve Said In January 20th 2007'/><author><name>Nuno</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='01166541980542183352'/></author></entry></feed>