<?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-4535475504174656440</id><updated>2012-02-01T15:35:48.623+01:00</updated><category term='Entre nous'/><category term='Pulvar'/><category term='Elections régionales'/><category term='Grande Bretagne'/><category term='bébé'/><category term='Enquête'/><category term='La citation de la semaine'/><category term='Raymond Domenech'/><category term='Carla'/><category term='web'/><category term='Le chiffre du jour'/><category term='presse'/><category term='Musique'/><category term='L&apos;image du jour'/><category term='La citNicolas sarkozy'/><category term='Koh Lanta'/><category term='Montebourg'/><category term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><category term='Elysée'/><category term='buzz'/><category term='Stéphane Guillon'/><category term='De Villepin'/><category term='La presse'/><category term='Come back'/><category term='François Fillon'/><category term='littérature'/><category term='internet'/><category term='Dynastie'/><category term='parti socialiste'/><category term='Nicolas sarkozy'/><category term='bus'/><category term='ion de la semaine'/><category term='Culture'/><category term='Bizarre bizarre'/><category term='Eurovision'/><category term='Ma semaine'/><category term='cinéma'/><category term='No comment'/><category term='Mylène Farmer'/><category term='politique'/><category term='Bonne nouvelle'/><category term='France 2'/><category term='sondage'/><category term='rumeur'/><category term='patrick sebastien'/><category term='Vidéo'/><category term='Box office'/><category term='élections régionales'/><category term='publicité'/><category term='JT'/><category term='liaison'/><category term='Restos'/><category term='Eric Besson'/><category term='Europe'/><category term='France-Soir'/><title type='text'>Monpetitmag</title><subtitle type='html'>Monpetitmag est un blog d'humour, un blog de filles, mais surtout un blog sur l'actualité. Monpetitmag relève dans la presse, dans la rue ou dans la vie, tout ce qui me fait réagir, rire, soupirer...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>588</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2192337700910198710</id><published>2012-01-31T10:20:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T10:45:26.126+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Mode italienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8DG7D6nAvw/Tye39SlbLvI/AAAAAAAABNY/wgeqMsqrbPQ/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 109px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8DG7D6nAvw/Tye39SlbLvI/AAAAAAAABNY/wgeqMsqrbPQ/s200/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703729716676734706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Vada a bordo, cazzo !"&lt;/i&gt; (&lt;i&gt;remonte à bord, connard !&lt;/i&gt; ) : c'est ce qui est écrit sur un tee shirt qui fait fureur en Italie en ce moment (en référence, vous l'aurez compris, mes malins lapins, à l'injonction du responsable de la capitainerie de Livourne, tentant de faire remonter sur le Costa Concordia le capitaine, parti dans les premiers).&lt;div&gt;Tout le monde se  l'arrache, confient les créateurs italiens, réjouis. Evidemment : &lt;i&gt;vada a bordo, cazzo ! &lt;/i&gt;peut se dire dans de si nombreux domaines : en politique, dans le couple, au boulot... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A porter jour et nuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source : Libération&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2192337700910198710?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2192337700910198710/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/mode-italienne.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2192337700910198710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2192337700910198710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/mode-italienne.html' title='Mode italienne'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x8DG7D6nAvw/Tye39SlbLvI/AAAAAAAABNY/wgeqMsqrbPQ/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-93931983061645441</id><published>2012-01-30T10:11:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-30T10:25:16.962+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musique'/><title type='text'>L'Hymne à l'amour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rcWuJvg7I/TyZhoWr78tI/AAAAAAAABNM/Im7Sc4JvQRI/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rcWuJvg7I/TyZhoWr78tI/AAAAAAAABNM/Im7Sc4JvQRI/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703353324023837394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;On en apprend des choses&lt;/b&gt; en feuilletant le Parisien du matin ! D'abord que les amoureux de la musique vont être comblés : Patricia Kaas part en tournée pour chanter Edith Piaf. Ca s'appelle "Kaas chante Piaf" (tout simplement), "deux vies similaires" (moins simplement). &lt;div&gt;Aux lecteurs, la blonde chanteuse le dit tout de go : "&lt;i&gt;ma vie est tout de même plus simple que celle de Piaf.  Je viens d'une famille modeste, je me suis battue dans la vie &lt;/i&gt;(...)"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et pour ceux qui s'inquiétaient, Patoche lève le voile, pas bégueule : "&lt;i&gt;j'ai eu moins d'hommes qu'elle mais je vais me rattraper !"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nous voilà prévenus.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-93931983061645441?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/93931983061645441/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/lhymne-lamour.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/93931983061645441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/93931983061645441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/lhymne-lamour.html' title='L&apos;Hymne à l&apos;amour'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-v-rcWuJvg7I/TyZhoWr78tI/AAAAAAAABNM/Im7Sc4JvQRI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-399302218087464688</id><published>2012-01-26T17:13:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-26T17:55:19.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ils ont des chapeaux ronds, vive la Bretagne, ils ont des chapeaux ronds, vive les Bretons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YL1pqfHlyME/TyGFBhRSTKI/AAAAAAAABNA/Aa0LGr9F1Yc/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 163px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YL1pqfHlyME/TyGFBhRSTKI/AAAAAAAABNA/Aa0LGr9F1Yc/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5701984864384994466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quelle bonne nouvelle ! La petite Nolwenn Leroy&lt;/b&gt; a été désignée "Personnalité de l'année 2011 par les internautes du Parisien et de RTL". Et à Monpetitmag, on l'aime bien &lt;a href="http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/nolwen-au-pays-des-miss.html"&gt;Nolwenn.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Pour cette large victoire, elle répond à toutes les questions de la presse déchainée lors d'un palpitant reportage dans un restaurant breton du 18e (l'imagination des journalistes étant un puits sans fond). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et, comme toujours, Nolwenn livre des clés pour qui veut la comprendre, tout en mangeant du crabe.&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je mangeais breton à la maison avant Bretonne mais maintenant c'est de plus en plus&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Remise du prix ce soir à RTL. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-399302218087464688?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/399302218087464688/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/ils-ont-des-chapeaux-ronds-vive-la.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/399302218087464688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/399302218087464688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/ils-ont-des-chapeaux-ronds-vive-la.html' title='Ils ont des chapeaux ronds, vive la Bretagne, ils ont des chapeaux ronds, vive les Bretons'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YL1pqfHlyME/TyGFBhRSTKI/AAAAAAAABNA/Aa0LGr9F1Yc/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-274207835589545118</id><published>2012-01-19T14:22:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T16:09:30.028+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presse'/><title type='text'>Jeux de mains jeux de vilains</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWxYRu1syrI/Txga4dFLkxI/AAAAAAAABM0/tmLLvTQVpfw/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWxYRu1syrI/Txga4dFLkxI/AAAAAAAABM0/tmLLvTQVpfw/s200/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699334885618717458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Des zombies radioactifs&lt;/b&gt; errant à Fukushima comme dans une chanson du regretté Michael Jackson, une journaliste abusant sexuellement d'un pauvre chimpanzé innocent, David Cameron promettant n'importe quoi aux ados britanniques, voilà le genre d'informations rock'n roll et pour le moins farfelues, diffusées depuis quelques mois sur la BBC. Et qui avait finies par intriguer des téléspectateurs.Courriers à la chaîne, enquête, le coupable a été démasqué. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;Tous les plaignants étaient sourds.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;La traductrice en langues des signes (celle qui bouge les mains en bas de l'écran) traduisait n''importe quoi, pour rigoler. "&lt;i&gt;Lassitude professionnelle"&lt;/i&gt; a plaidé la malheureuse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;C'est fou tout ce que l'on peut faire avec ses doigts quand on s'ennuie.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="margin: 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px 0.0px; font: 13.0px Arial; color: #232323"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-274207835589545118?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/274207835589545118/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeux-de-mains-jeux-de-vilains.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/274207835589545118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/274207835589545118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/jeux-de-mains-jeux-de-vilains.html' title='Jeux de mains jeux de vilains'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rWxYRu1syrI/Txga4dFLkxI/AAAAAAAABM0/tmLLvTQVpfw/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2931192244353652595</id><published>2012-01-11T17:18:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-11T18:01:15.296+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>La nostalgie n'est plus ce qu'elle était</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o30F15z9jo/Tw2_x8GV7dI/AAAAAAAABMo/FfgDH6F5wyk/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 199px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o30F15z9jo/Tw2_x8GV7dI/AAAAAAAABMo/FfgDH6F5wyk/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5696419968360771026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ce soir sur M6, place à la nostalgie&lt;/b&gt; et au "&lt;i&gt;oh la vache, viens voir la tronche qu'elle a, 20 ans après&lt;/i&gt; !" &lt;div&gt;Pour l'émission &lt;i&gt;Stars des années 80, le retour&lt;/i&gt; (hin hin hin), M6 déterre des vieilles stars des années 80. Les habille, les maquille, leur donne un faux micro, comme on donne aux bébés des faux portables et hop !, play-back devant un public de retraités ou de chômeurs (enregistrement dans l'après midi oblige) sous la boule à facettes.&lt;div&gt;Sabine Paturel, Desireless en élégant poncho coloré, et même Bonnie Tyler qui tient debout parce que c'est la mode, enflammeront le danceflor. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais gare, même les vieux peuvent tout faire péter, crise oblige. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsi Douchka ("&lt;i&gt;Un, deux, trois, Mickey, Donald, et moi...&lt;/i&gt;") 48 ans et toujours en mini kilt écossais, qui, interviewée dans sa loge par le Parisien, lâche des bombes. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Faire partie des Enfoirés, ça n'est pas évident à moins de s'appeler Zazie"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Houla Douchka, doucement, là, quand même.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2931192244353652595?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2931192244353652595/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-nostalgie-nest-plus-ce-quelle-etait.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2931192244353652595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2931192244353652595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-nostalgie-nest-plus-ce-quelle-etait.html' title='La nostalgie n&apos;est plus ce qu&apos;elle était'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0o30F15z9jo/Tw2_x8GV7dI/AAAAAAAABMo/FfgDH6F5wyk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1739593629603557311</id><published>2012-01-02T11:10:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T11:28:27.744+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Il y a du soleil sur la France (et le reste n'a pas d'importance)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRUe4DeC2pQ/TwGGZqjbRuI/AAAAAAAABMc/41iGBbXYLN8/s1600/Stone-et-Charden.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRUe4DeC2pQ/TwGGZqjbRuI/AAAAAAAABMc/41iGBbXYLN8/s200/Stone-et-Charden.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692979179450746594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;La nouvelle année commence bien&lt;/b&gt; pour Stone et Charden et on s'en réjouit, bien sûr. Le couple fait partie des promus du Nouvel an qui ont reçu la légion d'honneur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est vrai que c'est dingue mais personne avant Sarkozy n'avait pensé à récompenser les puissants interprètes de "&lt;i&gt;L'amour made in Normandie&lt;/i&gt;" de "&lt;i&gt;L'avventura, c'est dormir chaque nuit dans tes bras&lt;/i&gt;" ou encore, plus politique, "l&lt;i&gt;e seul bébé qui ne pleure pas, c'est celui qu'on est en train de faire&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Belle année mes lapins.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1739593629603557311?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1739593629603557311/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-y-du-soleil-sur-la-france-et-le.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1739593629603557311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1739593629603557311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-y-du-soleil-sur-la-france-et-le.html' title='Il y a du soleil sur la France (et le reste n&apos;a pas d&apos;importance)'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DRUe4DeC2pQ/TwGGZqjbRuI/AAAAAAAABMc/41iGBbXYLN8/s72-c/Stone-et-Charden.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3989767103011565662</id><published>2011-12-20T15:26:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T15:37:17.614+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Le temps des cathédrales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ys5KJ8cmxWM/TvCdS-npWoI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YuBBzgyCASw/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ys5KJ8cmxWM/TvCdS-npWoI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YuBBzgyCASw/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688219278741428866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;J'ai toujours préféré me saisir d'une cathédrale plutôt qu'être à la tête d'une chapelle" &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;a persiflé, un brin mystique en cette veille de fêtes, Nicolas Sarkozy, hier à l'Elysée, devant les élus de la majorité réunis en conclave. &lt;div&gt;Les initiés auront compris que le Président faisait allusion à la candidature de Dominique de Villepin à l'élection présidentielle, et pas à la Première dame, mais quelle idée.&lt;div&gt;Commentaire de Villepin, nettement moins mystique (la fatigue ?) "&lt;i&gt;Faut pas se foutre de la gueule du monde&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Une vraie querelle de clocher, quoi.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Source  : Le Parisien&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3989767103011565662?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3989767103011565662/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/le-temps-des-cathedrales.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3989767103011565662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3989767103011565662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/le-temps-des-cathedrales.html' title='Le temps des cathédrales'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ys5KJ8cmxWM/TvCdS-npWoI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YuBBzgyCASw/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5173486677627197242</id><published>2011-12-16T11:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T12:22:19.544+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Wouldn't it be nice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgZvdRygGps/TuslRUOuSsI/AAAAAAAABME/nK1itWwQjLg/s1600/Unknown-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgZvdRygGps/TuslRUOuSsI/AAAAAAAABME/nK1itWwQjLg/s200/Unknown-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686679933903850178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Le blog NikoPik.com affirme &lt;/b&gt;que des téléchargements illégaux auraient été effectués depuis l'Elysée. Dans la liste de ces téléchargements interdits : le film d'animation "&lt;i&gt;Mission Noël", &lt;/i&gt; "&lt;i&gt;Le casse de Central Park&lt;/i&gt;" avec Ben Stiller et Eddie Murphy, mais aussi un livre audio en anglais "&lt;i&gt;Miracle de l'autodiscipline&lt;/i&gt;". &lt;div&gt;Un vrai programme de campagne, en fait !&lt;div&gt;L'Elysée nie farouchement. Ah oui, et il y a aussi l'album des Beach Boys (le best of) qui a été téléchargé. Et là, l'Elysée ne peut plus nier.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source : Le Parisien.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5173486677627197242?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5173486677627197242/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-deep-is-your-love.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5173486677627197242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5173486677627197242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/how-deep-is-your-love.html' title='Wouldn&apos;t it be nice'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TgZvdRygGps/TuslRUOuSsI/AAAAAAAABME/nK1itWwQjLg/s72-c/Unknown-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7894263405101928867</id><published>2011-12-08T11:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-08T12:10:51.297+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politique'/><title type='text'>Hollyday On Ice à l'UMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy5bQ2qEsmY/TuCbIy8j1YI/AAAAAAAABL4/JrYQW62UBw0/s1600/Unknown-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 184px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy5bQ2qEsmY/TuCbIy8j1YI/AAAAAAAABL4/JrYQW62UBw0/s200/Unknown-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683713305158604162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;On se posait la question&lt;/b&gt;. On était dans le doute, dans le noir, quoi. Et voilà la réponse, rassurante, rassérénante, même : il y a une vie après les miss France ! &lt;div&gt;Ainsi Elodie Gossuin, vieille miss 2001, entame une nouvelle carrière et le dit, rayonnante  _ mais curieusement coiffée comme Ioula Timochenko (?)_, dans les pages Culture du &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle présentera Hollyday On Ice en 2012 !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je suis très flattée, &lt;/i&gt;confie Elo, haletante, au journaliste&lt;i&gt;, le producteur m'a dit qu'il n'avait pensé qu'à moi ! Et cela reste dans mes compétences tant que l'on ne me demande pas de patiner.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pour son poste de conseillère régionale de l'UMP en Picardie, c'est pareil : tant qu'on ne lui demande de faire de la politique, cela reste dans les compétences d'Elodie.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7894263405101928867?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7894263405101928867/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/hollyday-on-ice-lump.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7894263405101928867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7894263405101928867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/hollyday-on-ice-lump.html' title='Hollyday On Ice à l&apos;UMP'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sy5bQ2qEsmY/TuCbIy8j1YI/AAAAAAAABL4/JrYQW62UBw0/s72-c/Unknown-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8337485745945586625</id><published>2011-12-05T14:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T15:50:16.153+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Feu madame de Fontenay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMQ9VVxGFRs/TtzZ99dOPNI/AAAAAAAABLs/iQh_ZfhgHKs/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 121px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMQ9VVxGFRs/TtzZ99dOPNI/AAAAAAAABLs/iQh_ZfhgHKs/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682656488327101650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ca se sent, comme disait Téléphone,&lt;/b&gt; que c'est désormais Endemol qui produit les Miss France et que madame de Fontenay a déposé son chapeau. &lt;div&gt;Oh, à des petits détails mais tout de même..&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D'abord nous pûmes, régulièrement et longuement, merci TF1, vérifier que les jeunes ingénues en 2 pièces Pocahontas, étaient bien épilées intégral. Fini la burka de Geneviève !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Puis voilà que ce punk de Francis Huster, membre du jury, s'est mis, dans un hoquet digestif, à souhaiter des miss "engagées" semant stupeur et désolation dans les rangs d'un jury de haute volée. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et ce matin, dans la presse, c'est le pompon ! La fin des haricots ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Delphine, la nouvelle miss France, flamboyante rouquine alsacienne, tombe le masque, sous sa couronne : "&lt;i&gt;non ce n'est pas ma vraie couleu&lt;/i&gt;r". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Couic a dû faire madame de Fontenay en tombant de sa chaise de cuisine.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source : Le Parisien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8337485745945586625?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8337485745945586625/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/feu-madame-de-fontenay.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8337485745945586625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8337485745945586625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/feu-madame-de-fontenay.html' title='Feu madame de Fontenay'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yMQ9VVxGFRs/TtzZ99dOPNI/AAAAAAAABLs/iQh_ZfhgHKs/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2100384338485330701</id><published>2011-12-02T16:56:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-02T18:10:10.063+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Je ne peux pas ce soir, il y a Confessions intimes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AQbFmBW5xE/TtkAVWMaqaI/AAAAAAAABLg/CYT-wWl8Mmw/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AQbFmBW5xE/TtkAVWMaqaI/AAAAAAAABLg/CYT-wWl8Mmw/s200/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681572771639503266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hey bande de bobos snobs ! Combien on parie que si ce soir, en zappant, vous tombez, évidemment par hasard, sur TF1 et le Best Off de &lt;i&gt;Confessions Intimes&lt;/i&gt;, vous y resterez scotché, honteux mais ravi, jusqu'au bout de la nuit ? Faut dire qu'il y a du lourd, comment vous jeter la pierre...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ainsi Gabriel Adam, qui, comme Alain Delon, parle de lui à la 3e personne, est persuadé qu'il est une star et refuse de porter les courses de papier toilettes dans le supermarché, au grand dam de sa pauvre mère. Ou Dusty, 38 ans, (photo) qui croit dur comme fer être la réincarnation d'Elvis Presley et dort dans une chambre entièrement tapissée de posters du King. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sa femme, l'emmerdeuse, le vit moyennement bien : "&lt;i&gt;on a l'impression que ses yeux &lt;/i&gt;(à Elvis)&lt;i&gt; regardent tout le temps vers nous. Et rapport aux trucs intimes, c'est gênant&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est exactement ça, &lt;i&gt;Confessions Intimes : &lt;/i&gt;des milliers d'yeux regardent, et rapport aux trucs intimes, forcément, c'est gênant.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source  : Le Parisien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2100384338485330701?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2100384338485330701/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/je-ne-peux-pas-ce-soir-il-y-confessions.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2100384338485330701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2100384338485330701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/je-ne-peux-pas-ce-soir-il-y-confessions.html' title='Je ne peux pas ce soir, il y a Confessions intimes'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-9AQbFmBW5xE/TtkAVWMaqaI/AAAAAAAABLg/CYT-wWl8Mmw/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5271723593310137994</id><published>2011-12-01T14:52:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T15:51:25.828+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Nolwen au pays des Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DW5JKDfALE/TteRbnqLthI/AAAAAAAABLU/JIFkNKCAhmo/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DW5JKDfALE/TteRbnqLthI/AAAAAAAABLU/JIFkNKCAhmo/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681169358639576594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;On rigole, on rigole et on ne voit pas&lt;/b&gt; que des drames se nouent et se dénouent en France, là, tout près de chez nous. Ainsi Nolwen Leroy violemment déprogrammée de la soirée Miss France sur TF1 samedi, ces brutes d'Endemol exigeant qu'elle fasse partie du jury pour avoir le droit de pousser la chansonnette. Mais la jeune Nolwen s'y refuse farouchement, question de principes. "&lt;i&gt;Juger des filles que sur des critères avant tout physiques, c'est pas mon truc &lt;/i&gt;"dit-elle dans son français hésitant (elle est Bretonne). &lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je me faisais un plaisir de leur chanter "Tri Martalod" ou ce que la production voulait&lt;/i&gt;, se désole l'innocente sur une demie-page dans Le Parisien. &lt;i&gt;Mais je ne suis pas là pour leur servir la soupe dans n'importe quelles conditions !" &lt;/i&gt;s'emporte dans un dernier sursaut la pauvrette. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alors complot ? Piège ? Pressions politiques ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Les séquences de variétés font fortement baisser l'audience de l'émission,"&lt;/i&gt;explique sans se démonter Endemol, une calculette et un bikini à la place du coeur.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;O tempora O mores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5271723593310137994?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5271723593310137994/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/nolwen-au-pays-des-miss.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5271723593310137994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5271723593310137994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/12/nolwen-au-pays-des-miss.html' title='Nolwen au pays des Miss'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-2DW5JKDfALE/TteRbnqLthI/AAAAAAAABLU/JIFkNKCAhmo/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6210460773983831115</id><published>2011-11-29T15:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T16:15:56.944+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Ah ça vous gratte, hein, sans nouvelles de Berlusconi ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITxGIPOluW4/TtT3DBHxR8I/AAAAAAAABLI/0M8Li_2Ut1Y/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITxGIPOluW4/TtT3DBHxR8I/AAAAAAAABLI/0M8Li_2Ut1Y/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5680436661233731522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est triste mais que voulez-vous, c'est la vie&lt;/b&gt;. Voilà que Silvio Berlusconi a l'air de subir le contrecoup de sa retraite forcée et de ses soirées plus "chaussons/plateau-télé" que "bonga-bonga sur accortes mineures polyglottes". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Du coup, comme souvent les vieux, il somnole dans la journée. Notamment hier lors de sa première journée d'audience devant les juges pour versement illégal à son ancien avocat (428 000 euros, une paille) &lt;i&gt;"J'ai eu beaucoup de difficultés à ne pas m'endormir &lt;/i&gt;"a t'il confié à la presse transalpine, avant de rentrer voir les chiffres et les lettres.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6210460773983831115?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6210460773983831115/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/ah-ca-vous-gratte-hein-sans-nouvelles.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6210460773983831115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6210460773983831115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/ah-ca-vous-gratte-hein-sans-nouvelles.html' title='Ah ça vous gratte, hein, sans nouvelles de Berlusconi ?'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ITxGIPOluW4/TtT3DBHxR8I/AAAAAAAABLI/0M8Li_2Ut1Y/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2016881300147247248</id><published>2011-11-22T11:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T11:54:53.151+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>A méditer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvNkJpXANE/Tst_UKplZ3I/AAAAAAAABK8/etiSxXt_iGk/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 149px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvNkJpXANE/Tst_UKplZ3I/AAAAAAAABK8/etiSxXt_iGk/s200/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677771739663525746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Mais enfin, quand on va au claque on paye en liquide !&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div&gt;disait Jacques Chirac, en 2004, apprenant qu'un haut fonctionnaire s'était fait pincer au Bijou, fameux bar à hôtesses et haut lieu de la politique, avec la carte bleue d'une collègue (en plus).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et c'est un président de la République qui le dit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source : le Nouvel Observateur&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2016881300147247248?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2016881300147247248/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/mediter.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2016881300147247248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2016881300147247248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/mediter.html' title='A méditer'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-oqvNkJpXANE/Tst_UKplZ3I/AAAAAAAABK8/etiSxXt_iGk/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8809839104503665602</id><published>2011-11-10T14:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-10T14:41:30.117+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Ciao Bunga bunga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBEaL1qr-5k/TrvUekmJIWI/AAAAAAAABKw/x5fTiGQLK30/s1600/Unknown.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBEaL1qr-5k/TrvUekmJIWI/AAAAAAAABKw/x5fTiGQLK30/s200/Unknown.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5673361777288094050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est peu dire qu'à Monpetitmag&lt;/b&gt; on va regretter le départ de Silvio Berlusconi !  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Source inaltérable d'inspiration comme &lt;a href="http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/du-culdi_20.html"&gt;ici&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/forza-bunga-bunga-2.html"&gt;ici&lt;/a&gt; ou encore &lt;a href="http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/forza-bounga-bounga.html"&gt;là.&lt;/a&gt; le Cavalière, généreux, nous livre un dernier petit secret pour réussir sa vie professionnelle :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Haleine fraiche, mains sèches et toujours un compliment pour votre interlocuteur&lt;/i&gt;"disait-il aux cadres de son parti Forza Italia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S'applique dans tous les jobs du monde.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8809839104503665602?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8809839104503665602/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/ciao-bunga-bunga.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8809839104503665602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8809839104503665602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/ciao-bunga-bunga.html' title='Ciao Bunga bunga'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hBEaL1qr-5k/TrvUekmJIWI/AAAAAAAABKw/x5fTiGQLK30/s72-c/Unknown.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5273441660758770671</id><published>2011-11-07T09:46:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-07T10:11:06.804+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Chevènement en 140 signes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crCfB75SDr4/Trefs4ZaGfI/AAAAAAAABKk/Cs-TMDO4bHM/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 147px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crCfB75SDr4/Trefs4ZaGfI/AAAAAAAABKk/Cs-TMDO4bHM/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672177849098443250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;i&gt;On achève bien les Chevènement !&lt;/i&gt;" a t'on commenté sur Twitter dès l'annonce, samedi, de la candidature de Jean-Pierre Chevénement, 72 ans et pas de parti, à la présidentielle. Et la Toile s'est joyeusement déchainée tout le week-end : "&lt;i&gt;La Vérité si Chevènement"&lt;/i&gt;,"&lt;i&gt;Faut pas prendre les enfants du bon dieu pour des Chevènement sauvage&lt;/i&gt;", etc.&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;i&gt;J'avais tort en 2002 d'avoir raison contre tous"&lt;/i&gt; a doctement expliqué, pas du tout sybillin, le nouveau candidat. Ou, en 140 signes : "&lt;i&gt;Full metal Chevenement".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5273441660758770671?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5273441660758770671/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/chevenement-en-140-signes.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5273441660758770671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5273441660758770671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/11/chevenement-en-140-signes.html' title='Chevènement en 140 signes'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-crCfB75SDr4/Trefs4ZaGfI/AAAAAAAABKk/Cs-TMDO4bHM/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2368161695491818793</id><published>2011-10-20T14:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T18:10:21.538+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Elle court elle court la maladie d'amour.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X3yNDdepbo/TqAZKgRjP1I/AAAAAAAABKY/O_e9-8kob6k/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X3yNDdepbo/TqAZKgRjP1I/AAAAAAAABKY/O_e9-8kob6k/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665555999485017938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;A ne pas rater dans le Parisien du jour, &lt;/b&gt;une interview politique de Michel Sardou, au top de sa forme. Le chanteur de "&lt;i&gt;Femmes des années 80/femmes jusqu'au bout des seins&lt;/i&gt;" que l'on sent très épanoui, lâche des bombes. &lt;div&gt;Pour avoir critiqué Nicolas Sarkozy, il a été convoqué par le président en personne, un lundi de Pentecôte à l'Elysée. Récit. "&lt;i&gt;j'ai vu Sarkozy en short et en chemisette avec un jus d'orange à la main. Et tout de suite il m'a dit  : mon Mimi qu'est-ce que t'es allé dire ?!(...) On s'est expliqués mais il me fait toujours la gueule.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div&gt;- "&lt;i&gt;Mais vous ne voterez tout de même pas à gauche ?&lt;/i&gt; s'affole le journaliste.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Pourquoi pas&lt;/i&gt;", répond Sardou, sybillin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et c'est l'auteur de "&lt;i&gt;ne m'appelez plus jamais france/la France elle m'a laissé tomber&lt;/i&gt;" qui le dit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2368161695491818793?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2368161695491818793/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/10/elle-court-elle-court-la-maladie-damour.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2368161695491818793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2368161695491818793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/10/elle-court-elle-court-la-maladie-damour.html' title='Elle court elle court la maladie d&apos;amour.'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6X3yNDdepbo/TqAZKgRjP1I/AAAAAAAABKY/O_e9-8kob6k/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-689777100933358676</id><published>2011-09-30T16:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T16:49:23.415+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>L'amour est dans le pré, version irlandaise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGrd-y4iF34/ToXWwjeno2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/fi5l0TE0LXs/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGrd-y4iF34/ToXWwjeno2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/fi5l0TE0LXs/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658164636506628962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Alors qu'elle tournait un clip &lt;/b&gt;dans un champ en Irlande du Nord, Rihanna a été chassée par le fermier arrivé sur son tracteur au moment où les soutiens gorges tombaient.&lt;div&gt;Alan Graham, affilié au &lt;i&gt;Democratic Unionist Party &lt;/i&gt;et pas du genre à rigoler avec la morale, a demandé à la chanteuse d'aller danser seins nus, plus loin. &lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je ne connaissais pas Rihanna&lt;/i&gt;, a t'il déclaré à la presse alors que tout le monde finissait de se rhabiller, &lt;i&gt;mais elle a compris mon point de vue. Je ne lui en veux nullement, ni à elle ni à ses amis. J'espère simplement qu'ils feront la connaissance d'un Dieu plus grand encore&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et nous donc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:13px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-689777100933358676?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/689777100933358676/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/lamour-est-dans-le-pre-version.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/689777100933358676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/689777100933358676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/lamour-est-dans-le-pre-version.html' title='L&apos;amour est dans le pré, version irlandaise'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lGrd-y4iF34/ToXWwjeno2I/AAAAAAAABKQ/fi5l0TE0LXs/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6897846060720438165</id><published>2011-09-29T15:58:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-29T16:12:34.046+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Auf wiedersehen, Heidi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuyEaUOP_lc/ToR8nPMGEkI/AAAAAAAABKI/VE85EBq4GcQ/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuyEaUOP_lc/ToR8nPMGEkI/AAAAAAAABKI/VE85EBq4GcQ/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657784045418189378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est une hécatombe&lt;/b&gt;, voire une malédiction. Après Knut le mignon petit ours berlinois, après Paul le poulpe, moins mignon mais plus branché foot, voilà qu'Heidi l'Opossum qui ressemblait à Dalida a passé l'arme à gauche. Hospitalisée au zoo de Leipzig pour "&lt;i&gt;des ennuis de santé&lt;/i&gt;" dit pudiquement &lt;i&gt;Le Parisien, &lt;/i&gt;Heidi laisse ses 333 000 fans sur Facebook dans l'affliction.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6897846060720438165?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6897846060720438165/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/auf-wiedersehen-heidi.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6897846060720438165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6897846060720438165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/auf-wiedersehen-heidi.html' title='Auf wiedersehen, Heidi'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xuyEaUOP_lc/ToR8nPMGEkI/AAAAAAAABKI/VE85EBq4GcQ/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5346234835906212172</id><published>2011-09-20T17:23:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-20T17:57:00.680+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Faute morale à l'italienne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzSpO33F2I/Tni0_az8vQI/AAAAAAAABKA/7eRwoA7F6GY/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 159px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzSpO33F2I/Tni0_az8vQI/AAAAAAAABKA/7eRwoA7F6GY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5654468333785627906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je vais très bien, c'est vous qui avez des sales mines &lt;/i&gt;! "&lt;/b&gt; a lancé Silvio Berlusconi hier aux journalistes devant le palais de justice de Milan où il assistait pour se détendre à l'un de ses nombreux procès en cours.&lt;div&gt;Pas le moins du monde gêné par les dernières révélations  de la presse italienne (il aurait traité Angela Merkel de "g&lt;i&gt;ros cul imbaisable" &lt;/i&gt;et été, encore (!) enregistré en train de booker des putes ("&lt;i&gt;ne les choisis pas trop grandes&lt;/i&gt;"(...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Hier soir elles faisaient la queue devant ma chambre. Je ne m'en suis fait que huit, je n'en pouvais plus (...)&lt;/i&gt;")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est vrai qu'il a plutôt bonne mine, le président du conseil italien. Et puis le moral, la santé, tout ça. Pas le genre à avouer des fautes morales le dimanche soir à la télé.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source &lt;i&gt;Libération&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5346234835906212172?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5346234835906212172/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/du-culdi_20.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5346234835906212172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5346234835906212172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/09/du-culdi_20.html' title='Faute morale à l&apos;italienne'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jTzSpO33F2I/Tni0_az8vQI/AAAAAAAABKA/7eRwoA7F6GY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4664133783520048924</id><published>2011-08-17T11:11:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T11:26:22.713+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Gay Wedding à Sesame Street ?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVweXF-14e0/TkuIZ7DzHpI/AAAAAAAABJ4/as5qTJ0YYIo/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVweXF-14e0/TkuIZ7DzHpI/AAAAAAAABJ4/as5qTJ0YYIo/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641752937143410322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;7000 : c'est le nombre de fans sur Facebook&lt;/b&gt; réclamant un mariage gay entre Ernest et Bart, célèbres marionnettes de &lt;i&gt;Sesame Street &lt;/i&gt;vivant&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;côte à côte et en pyjama depuis 40 ans. &lt;div&gt;D'où la pétition signée par leurs fans pour une union officialisée.&lt;div&gt;Las, les créateurs de la série ont refusé tout net. "&lt;i&gt;Ernest et Bart sont des marionnettes sans orientation sexuelle&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais alors pourquoi cette tenue depuis 40 ans ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;ource : &lt;/span&gt;Libération &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;17/08/201&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4664133783520048924?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4664133783520048924/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/gay-wedding-sesame-street.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4664133783520048924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4664133783520048924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/gay-wedding-sesame-street.html' title='Gay Wedding à Sesame Street ?'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TVweXF-14e0/TkuIZ7DzHpI/AAAAAAAABJ4/as5qTJ0YYIo/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8619122381556924471</id><published>2011-08-02T10:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-08-02T10:54:04.203+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Do you do you do you Saint Tropez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wISSvGTqE9Q/Tje6vhKJ61I/AAAAAAAABJw/MEWoteHoSL4/s1600/victoria-silvstedt-la-roue-de-la-fortune.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wISSvGTqE9Q/Tje6vhKJ61I/AAAAAAAABJw/MEWoteHoSL4/s200/victoria-silvstedt-la-roue-de-la-fortune.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636178784195046226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;De retour de vacances&lt;/b&gt; et déjà confrontée à la violence de l'actualité, à l'effrayante fragilité de la vie ! C'est &lt;i&gt;Le&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt; qui nous raconte ce fait divers : Victoria Silvstedt, la géante de la Roue de la Fortune, a été cambriolée dimanche à Saint Tropez pendant qu'elle dansait, innocente, au VIP Room. Les voleurs lui ont dérobé son passeport, ses bijoux.&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Par bonheur, je n'ai rien&lt;/i&gt; " a courageusement twitté la blonde Victoria. Nous voilà rassurés.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8619122381556924471?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8619122381556924471/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-do-you-do-you-saint-tropez.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8619122381556924471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8619122381556924471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/08/do-you-do-you-do-you-saint-tropez.html' title='Do you do you do you Saint Tropez'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wISSvGTqE9Q/Tje6vhKJ61I/AAAAAAAABJw/MEWoteHoSL4/s72-c/victoria-silvstedt-la-roue-de-la-fortune.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1660598138115642918</id><published>2011-06-30T11:16:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-30T11:38:48.120+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Du rififi sur le Rocher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAaVrDRGDC0/TgxDb7l3hkI/AAAAAAAABJo/5342vURtDKE/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 112px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAaVrDRGDC0/TgxDb7l3hkI/AAAAAAAABJo/5342vURtDKE/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623944181810955842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;La nouvelle a fait l'effet d'un coup de tonnerre&lt;/b&gt; dans le ciel bleu azur de Monaco : Charlene aurait voulu quitter le Rocher à quelques heures de ses noces avec le fringuant Albert.&lt;div&gt;L'info, diffusée sur le site de &lt;i&gt;L'Expres&lt;/i&gt;s, est reprise en boucle. "&lt;i&gt;Qu'on leur f... la paix ! &lt;/i&gt;, s'étrangle Stéphane Bern dans le &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt; d'hier. &lt;i&gt;Les gens racontent n'importe quoi !&lt;/i&gt; "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La vérité, comme souvent, est ailleurs : la fiancée d'Albert serait partie précipitamment vers l'aéroport pour rencontrer des handicapés en Grèce et aurait rebroussé chemin en route car, c'est balaud, elle avait oublié son passeport.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Avec des actus pareilles, comment voulez-vous que j'arrête mon blog ??? !!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1660598138115642918?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1660598138115642918/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/du-rififi-sur-le-rocher.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1660598138115642918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1660598138115642918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/du-rififi-sur-le-rocher.html' title='Du rififi sur le Rocher'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pAaVrDRGDC0/TgxDb7l3hkI/AAAAAAAABJo/5342vURtDKE/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2353889447731391876</id><published>2011-06-16T10:31:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T17:00:06.080+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>The best job in the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9F7im4dFBgs/TfnC9C_u92I/AAAAAAAABJg/xvzokUaBOKA/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9F7im4dFBgs/TfnC9C_u92I/AAAAAAAABJg/xvzokUaBOKA/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618736364153403234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est à certains signes discrets &lt;/b&gt;que l'on perçoit parfois les aspects positifs de son job. &lt;div&gt;Des collègues sympas, des possibilités de télé-travailler, un chef charismatique et qui vous booste... Ou des invitations presse. Par exemple, moi, ce matin, j'ai reçu une invitation pour aller voir "&lt;i&gt;Sébastien&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Cauet, sur la glace au Palais des Glaces&lt;/i&gt;". Ca s'appelle "&lt;i&gt;Picard for Ever&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;div&gt;Voilà. Sinon, j'ai aussi des tickets resto à 8 euros 50.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2353889447731391876?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2353889447731391876/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/les-avantages-du-job.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2353889447731391876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2353889447731391876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/les-avantages-du-job.html' title='The best job in the world'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9F7im4dFBgs/TfnC9C_u92I/AAAAAAAABJg/xvzokUaBOKA/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6437216679391798546</id><published>2011-06-14T10:41:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T11:05:44.459+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Forza Bunga-Bunga 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqFuFDmmh0w/Tfcj5_5M6yI/AAAAAAAABJY/cvZH8k1BaM4/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqFuFDmmh0w/Tfcj5_5M6yI/AAAAAAAABJY/cvZH8k1BaM4/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617998539478854434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;En conférence de presse hier à Rome,&lt;/b&gt; aux côtés de Benyamin Netanyahou, Silvio Berlusconi, très beau sous son nouveau Régécolor couleur prune, a plaisanté finement sur la toile derrière lui (une reproduction du XIXe représentant Apollon jouant de la lyre, entouré de neuf muses).&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;C'est du bunga-bunga de l'année 1811 ! &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fera-t'il autant marrer les juges, dans quelques semaines, en décrivant la sémillante Ruby, et ses copines mineures, dansant autour de lui et de sa lyre ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6437216679391798546?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6437216679391798546/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/forza-bunga-bunga-2.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6437216679391798546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6437216679391798546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/forza-bunga-bunga-2.html' title='Forza Bunga-Bunga 2'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xqFuFDmmh0w/Tfcj5_5M6yI/AAAAAAAABJY/cvZH8k1BaM4/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1266660203640809015</id><published>2011-06-09T10:53:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T14:20:45.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Saucisse et caleçon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_DPIx7yoL4/TfCRq3T1cLI/AAAAAAAABJQ/lNP_Ap3dTMY/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_DPIx7yoL4/TfCRq3T1cLI/AAAAAAAABJQ/lNP_Ap3dTMY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616148900918685874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Un nouveau scandale sexuel agite&lt;/b&gt; les Etats-Unis. On a découvert qu'Anthony Weiner, représentant démocrate de New-York, s'amusait à se photographier en caleçon en érection, au lieu de travailler dur à la Chambre des représentants. Photos qu'il envoyait à des dames rencontrées en ligne, au moins une demi-douzaine, ces 3 dernières années. Photos qui ont fini par apparaître, oups, sur son compte Twitter.&lt;div&gt;"C&lt;i&gt;'est pas moi, c'est pas mon caleçon&lt;/i&gt;, "a d'abord menti effrontément Anthony. Avant de tout avouer à la face du monde et à sa femme. Qui aurait dû se méfier. Prononcé à l'américaine, Weiner (&lt;i&gt;Wiener&lt;/i&gt;), ça veut dire saucisse en anglais. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1266660203640809015?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1266660203640809015/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/saucisse-et-calecon.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1266660203640809015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1266660203640809015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/saucisse-et-calecon.html' title='Saucisse et caleçon'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-e_DPIx7yoL4/TfCRq3T1cLI/AAAAAAAABJQ/lNP_Ap3dTMY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7853434341722121966</id><published>2011-06-08T17:58:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-08T18:13:02.531+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='L&apos;image du jour'/><title type='text'>Le doigt dans l'Assemblée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNIwefd-Syk/Te-e2uH3mzI/AAAAAAAABJI/DWyOm2LmTeM/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 172px; height: 112px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNIwefd-Syk/Te-e2uH3mzI/AAAAAAAABJI/DWyOm2LmTeM/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615881923285457714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Henri Emmanuelli s'est fait prendre &lt;/b&gt;les mains dans le pot de confiture hier à l'Assemblée Nationale par les caméras de France 3. &lt;div&gt;Ou plutôt le doigt dressé vers le Premier ministre, dans un geste qu'il pensait discret mais néanmoins élégant. A deux doigts de la mauvaise foi, l'élu PS nie avoir commis ce geste, rapporte le journal &lt;i&gt;Le Parisien&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;C'est pas moi, c'est pas mon doigt, j'aime pas la confiture", &lt;/i&gt;constituant la base, solide, de sa défense. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7853434341722121966?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7853434341722121966/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/le-doigt-dans-lassemblee.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7853434341722121966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7853434341722121966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/le-doigt-dans-lassemblee.html' title='Le doigt dans l&apos;Assemblée'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dNIwefd-Syk/Te-e2uH3mzI/AAAAAAAABJI/DWyOm2LmTeM/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5906652760777165505</id><published>2011-06-01T12:05:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T12:36:07.332+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Drame à L'Olympia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNsE_Um9x2w/TeYVl1bUX6I/AAAAAAAABI8/anCc8ceXeCM/s1600/c73079f76725f71e.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNsE_Um9x2w/TeYVl1bUX6I/AAAAAAAABI8/anCc8ceXeCM/s200/c73079f76725f71e.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613197725304905634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;On a frôlé la catastrophe mercredi soir &lt;/b&gt;au concert de Line Renaud à l'Olympia. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D'abord, nous apprend L&lt;i&gt;e Parisien&lt;/i&gt;, parce que la robe de Line avait rétréci au lavage : "&lt;i&gt;je me suis rendu compte au dernier moment que je ne rentrais plus dedans&lt;/i&gt;", confie la chanteuse au journal, encore sous le choc. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elle demande à ne plus être dérangée et s'enferme dans sa loge pour attendre sa nouvelle tenue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais voilà que Johnnny Hallyday et sa petite famille arrive pour  saluer la vedette et que Jean-Claude Camus, le producteur de Line et ancien producteur de l'idole des jeunes  (vous suivez ?) s'interpose.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-" &lt;i&gt;Pauvre merde, vieille merde&lt;/i&gt;, s'agace Johnnny.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Va remplir tes stades&lt;/i&gt;", persifle son ex ami de 30 ans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quelques minutes plus tard, en grande professionnelle, Line a interprété "Le petit chien dans la vitrine" sans rien laisser paraître des drames qu'elle venait de vivre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5906652760777165505?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5906652760777165505/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/drame-lolympia.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5906652760777165505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5906652760777165505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/06/drame-lolympia.html' title='Drame à L&apos;Olympia'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zNsE_Um9x2w/TeYVl1bUX6I/AAAAAAAABI8/anCc8ceXeCM/s72-c/c73079f76725f71e.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4917471409784186397</id><published>2011-05-26T09:53:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-26T10:58:29.877+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Musique'/><title type='text'>Quand la musique est bonne, bonne, bonne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZpcOFNhfc/Td4V_OHZR_I/AAAAAAAABI0/mjctgvg9NN8/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 164px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZpcOFNhfc/Td4V_OHZR_I/AAAAAAAABI0/mjctgvg9NN8/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610946361615271922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Retour à une actualité européenne, musicale &lt;/b&gt;mais non moins brûlante. Dans le &lt;i&gt;Libération&lt;/i&gt; du jour on apprend, sans ménagement, qu'il n'y aura plus de chansons françaises diffusées dans le métro de Bruxelles. Motif : la société gestionnaire des transports (Stib) a reçu de nombreuses plaintes de Flamands bruxellois : pourquoi des chansons anglophones, françaises et pas flamandes dans le métro ?&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Bah parce qu'il n'existe pas de chansons flamandes au hit parade, tiens&lt;/i&gt;", a répondu la Stib, qui pour ne vexer personne, en ces temps de tensions linguistiques belges, supprime donc les chansons françaises. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Après l'Eurovison, la série noire continue...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4917471409784186397?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4917471409784186397/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/quand-la-musique-est-bonne-bonne-bonne.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4917471409784186397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4917471409784186397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/quand-la-musique-est-bonne-bonne-bonne.html' title='Quand la musique est bonne, bonne, bonne'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0iZpcOFNhfc/Td4V_OHZR_I/AAAAAAAABI0/mjctgvg9NN8/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3379763281545504718</id><published>2011-05-24T10:36:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-24T10:46:24.577+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Froggies in New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFvugO9fc8/TdtwTZ7RAQI/AAAAAAAABIs/hbSzIImPWNA/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 183px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFvugO9fc8/TdtwTZ7RAQI/AAAAAAAABIs/hbSzIImPWNA/s200/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5610201239499374850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Comment reconnaît-on un journaliste français&lt;/b&gt; parmi une foule d'autres journalistes ? Le &lt;i&gt;New York Times&lt;/i&gt;, actu oblige, sait désormais comment faire  : "&lt;i&gt;c'est facile de repérer les journalistes français : ils sont mieux habillés que leurs collègues américains, beaucoup d'entre eux fument et ils se font la bise&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;div&gt;En plus de manger des grenouilles, bien sûr.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Libération 24/05/20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;11&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3379763281545504718?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3379763281545504718/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/froggies-in-new-york.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3379763281545504718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3379763281545504718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/froggies-in-new-york.html' title='Froggies in New York'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QbFvugO9fc8/TdtwTZ7RAQI/AAAAAAAABIs/hbSzIImPWNA/s72-c/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1045881540307242275</id><published>2011-05-20T14:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:57:17.168+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Après, c'est promis j'arrête</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA0ikWaMFo8/TdZs9MEpHdI/AAAAAAAABIk/M_APeUn0_Fs/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 166px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA0ikWaMFo8/TdZs9MEpHdI/AAAAAAAABIk/M_APeUn0_Fs/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608790184405048786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;i&gt;A 10 minutes près c'était la catastrophe !&lt;/i&gt;" Dans &lt;i&gt;Le&lt;/i&gt; &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt;, on apprend le soulagement de l'Elysée que l'affaire DSK se soit déroulée sur le sol américain. Et si ça c'était passé en France ?&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;i&gt;Il y aurait eu un soupçon de manipulation... On aurait dit que la femme de chambre était UMP &lt;/i&gt;! " s'affole rétrospectivement un ami du Président.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Parce que ça existe les femmes de chambre UMP ???&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1045881540307242275?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1045881540307242275/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/apres-cest-promis-jarrete.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1045881540307242275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1045881540307242275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/apres-cest-promis-jarrete.html' title='Après, c&apos;est promis j&apos;arrête'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-UA0ikWaMFo8/TdZs9MEpHdI/AAAAAAAABIk/M_APeUn0_Fs/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5026723541110271504</id><published>2011-05-19T14:38:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-19T14:51:14.332+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Prophétie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-icdK_-JPU8c/TdUSIko9mPI/AAAAAAAABIc/FeoP6LHSzNI/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-icdK_-JPU8c/TdUSIko9mPI/AAAAAAAABIc/FeoP6LHSzNI/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608408849443559666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(16, 16, 16); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;"J'ai passé moins de temps à Washington que De Gaulle à Londres" &lt;/b&gt;confiait, sybillin et un brin prophétique, DSK le 28 avril dernier à des journalistes de &lt;i&gt;Libération&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(16, 16, 16); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(16, 16, 16); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;L'histoire dira&lt;/span&gt; le temps qu'il passera, ou pas, à Rikers Island.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  color: rgb(16, 16, 16); line-height: 17px; font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"    style="font-family:Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;color:#101010;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" line-height: 17px;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5026723541110271504?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5026723541110271504/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/prophetie.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5026723541110271504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5026723541110271504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/prophetie.html' title='Prophétie'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-icdK_-JPU8c/TdUSIko9mPI/AAAAAAAABIc/FeoP6LHSzNI/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3630331096280205856</id><published>2011-05-17T09:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T09:59:51.727+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Où Monpetitmag avait vu juste...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P70PukrA-3I/TdIq0M5jYoI/AAAAAAAABIU/K8bszkBKN9w/s1600/croissance-twitter.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P70PukrA-3I/TdIq0M5jYoI/AAAAAAAABIU/K8bszkBKN9w/s200/croissance-twitter.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607591562333872770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;L'étau se resserre et l'enquête avance&lt;/b&gt;. Accusé de faire partie du complot pour avoir, avant la presse, annoncé sur Twitter l'arrestation de DSK, Arnaud Dassier, fringuant responsable de la campagne web de Nicolas Sarkozy en 2007, se défend becs et ongles:&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;i&gt;Samedi soir, j'étais en train de regarder l'Eurovision que je commentais sur Twitter. Cette histoire prouve que j'utilise Twitter très rapidement et que je m'intéresse à la politiqu&lt;/i&gt;e. "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et à l'Eurovision, Arnaud, tu oublies l'Eurovison.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Le Parisien&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;, 17/05/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3630331096280205856?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3630331096280205856/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/ou-monpetitmag-avait-vu-juste.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3630331096280205856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3630331096280205856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/ou-monpetitmag-avait-vu-juste.html' title='Où Monpetitmag avait vu juste...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P70PukrA-3I/TdIq0M5jYoI/AAAAAAAABIU/K8bszkBKN9w/s72-c/croissance-twitter.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-802250820042951617</id><published>2011-05-16T11:37:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:00:52.229+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Le week end de tous les scandales</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4CNGdtWbFM/TdD1neY3ydI/AAAAAAAABIM/B6qdBJp8YY0/s1600/images-1.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4CNGdtWbFM/TdD1neY3ydI/AAAAAAAABIM/B6qdBJp8YY0/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607251594597353938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;L'incroyable scandale&lt;/b&gt; qui s'est abattu sur le monde politique français, finement commenté notamment par Michel Debré ("&lt;i&gt;c'est la quequette du pouvoir&lt;/i&gt;"), ne doit pas être l'arbre qui masque la forêt. Et taire cet autre scandale du week end : la France a, encore, perdu l'Eurovision. &lt;div&gt;Amaury Vassili, accort ténor corse, a fini à la 15e place, loin derrière l'Azerbaïdjan et le Kosovo, alors que tous les sondages le donnaient, lui aussi, gagnant.&lt;div&gt;"C&lt;i&gt;'est un résultat de merde&lt;/i&gt;, &lt;i&gt;j'étais l'homme à abattre&lt;/i&gt;, confie-t'il sombrement au &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Après ma prestation, j'ai voulu manger : je suis allé vomir.&lt;/i&gt;" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La politique, c'est comme l'Eurovision : un monde de brutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-802250820042951617?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/802250820042951617/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/le-week-end-de-tous-les-scandales.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/802250820042951617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/802250820042951617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/le-week-end-de-tous-les-scandales.html' title='Le week end de tous les scandales'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-u4CNGdtWbFM/TdD1neY3ydI/AAAAAAAABIM/B6qdBJp8YY0/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1694782324117254641</id><published>2011-05-16T10:33:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:38:05.416+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Vidéo'/><title type='text'>La musique adoucit les moeurs...</title><content type='html'>http://youtu.be/B6uDTQX9Wuw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En ces temps troubles, quelques notes de musique pour vous détendre mes lapins, et ne pas perdre espoir...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1694782324117254641?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1694782324117254641/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-musique-adoucit-les-moeurs.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1694782324117254641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1694782324117254641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/la-musique-adoucit-les-moeurs.html' title='La musique adoucit les moeurs...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8139976422702041688</id><published>2011-05-13T19:22:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-05-13T19:28:12.482+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Blague socialiste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-edNupGCcM/Tc1pa_MZ3HI/AAAAAAAABIE/zwsthsAd6Lk/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-edNupGCcM/Tc1pa_MZ3HI/AAAAAAAABIE/zwsthsAd6Lk/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5606253023507111026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Et toi,  t'es venu en Porsche ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dernière blague à la mode rue de Solférino, siège du PS à Paris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;Source Le Parisien, 12/05/2011&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8139976422702041688?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8139976422702041688/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/blague-socialiste.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8139976422702041688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8139976422702041688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/05/blague-socialiste.html' title='Blague socialiste'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-q-edNupGCcM/Tc1pa_MZ3HI/AAAAAAAABIE/zwsthsAd6Lk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5801790396784242027</id><published>2011-04-14T15:38:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T16:56:30.679+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Prénoms d'hier et d'aujourd'hui</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FKh2UGZhEE/Tab_nStDjGI/AAAAAAAABH8/Kqoho-a0Nfg/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FKh2UGZhEE/Tab_nStDjGI/AAAAAAAABH8/Kqoho-a0Nfg/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5595440637555215458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;A chaque époque, ses prénoms à la mode...&lt;/b&gt; ou pas. Après les jumeaux Coca et Cola, la petite Périphérique (sa maman avait accouché sur la voie rapide), le jeune Ikéa (ses parents avaient du mal à le fabriquer), la sémillante Mégane Renault (son père aimait les bagnoles)... Voilà Johnny. Lui, sa maman était fan. Au tribunal à qui il demande le droit de porter son deuxième prénom, il raconte les moqueries engendrées par son petit nom de rockeur. Les "&lt;i&gt;Johnny comme Halliday ?&lt;/i&gt;" à la banque comme à la Poste. Sans parler des "&lt;i&gt;ah que coucou&lt;/i&gt;" plusieurs fois par jour. La justice lui a donné raison. Johnny s'appelle désormais Karim.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5801790396784242027?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5801790396784242027/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/prenoms-dhier-et-daujourdhui.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5801790396784242027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5801790396784242027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/prenoms-dhier-et-daujourdhui.html' title='Prénoms d&apos;hier et d&apos;aujourd&apos;hui'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8FKh2UGZhEE/Tab_nStDjGI/AAAAAAAABH8/Kqoho-a0Nfg/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6148289220862220065</id><published>2011-04-07T13:48:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-07T13:57:30.962+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Forza Bounga-bounga !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkCe2ukSGXY/TZ2knH8tB7I/AAAAAAAABH0/NH140oZWO1E/s1600/Berlusconi.jpg.ashx.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 125px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkCe2ukSGXY/TZ2knH8tB7I/AAAAAAAABH0/NH140oZWO1E/s200/Berlusconi.jpg.ashx.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592807304319535026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Accusé de "prostitution de mineure",&lt;/b&gt; le président du conseil italien doit s'expliquer devant le tribunal pénal de Milan sur les soirées "Bounga-bounga" organisées dans sa luxueuse villa.&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Il s'agit uniquement de soirées élégantes où l'on dîne, danse et chante ! &lt;/i&gt;" se défend Silvio Berlusconi, outré sous son fond de teint. Commentaire d'une de ses jeunes conquêtes : "&lt;i&gt; il se comporte comme une merde pour sauver son cul flasque&lt;/i&gt;".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Les enfants sont impitoyables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Source : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Libération&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 6/04/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6148289220862220065?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6148289220862220065/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/forza-bounga-bounga.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6148289220862220065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6148289220862220065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/forza-bounga-bounga.html' title='Forza Bounga-bounga !'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DkCe2ukSGXY/TZ2knH8tB7I/AAAAAAAABH0/NH140oZWO1E/s72-c/Berlusconi.jpg.ashx.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-545280540514591610</id><published>2011-04-05T12:39:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-06T11:10:07.617+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Pour vous les filles...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmVwJIIjE2g/TZwt14H8LfI/AAAAAAAABHg/NI-WPv2sBt0/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmVwJIIjE2g/TZwt14H8LfI/AAAAAAAABHg/NI-WPv2sBt0/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5592395240909319666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Laissez moi vous dire que chaque minute passée hors du lit avec Elisabeth Taylor est une minute perdue."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mike Todd, producteur, troisième mari de la star, ayant visiblement gardé des souvenirs sympas de sa vie conjugale.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;Les filles, vous pouvez remplacer "Elisabeth Taylor" par votre prénom-nom, c'est bon pour le moral.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-545280540514591610?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/545280540514591610/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/pour-vous-les-filles.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/545280540514591610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/545280540514591610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/pour-vous-les-filles.html' title='Pour vous les filles...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EmVwJIIjE2g/TZwt14H8LfI/AAAAAAAABHg/NI-WPv2sBt0/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1177456707039319881</id><published>2011-04-04T09:37:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:03:01.717+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>La chair est triste, hélas ! et j'ai lu tous les livres...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INZlN86oJVI/TZl5f23DGmI/AAAAAAAABHY/wi2nmPTZt_s/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 176px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INZlN86oJVI/TZl5f23DGmI/AAAAAAAABHY/wi2nmPTZt_s/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591634000566491746" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interrogé sur ses lectures,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt; Frédéric Lefebvre se confie à la caméra, avec l'air alangui de ceux qui ont beaucoup lu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INZlN86oJVI/TZl5f23DGmI/AAAAAAAABHY/wi2nmPTZt_s/s1600/images-2.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;- "&lt;i&gt;Quel est votre livre préféré ?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- Z&lt;i&gt;adig et Voltaire, &lt;/i&gt;soupire nonchalamment le lettré UMP.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Pourquoi ?&lt;/i&gt; demande le journaliste sans se démonter.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Parce c'est une leçon de vie et que je m'y replonge assez souvent"&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Depuis la Toile se déchaîne... Fred a t'il lu &lt;i&gt;Lolita Lempicka&lt;/i&gt; de Nabokov ? &lt;i&gt;2012&lt;/i&gt; d' Orwell ? &lt;i&gt;La nouvelle Justin Bieber&lt;/i&gt; de Sade, &lt;i&gt;Les onze mille zizis&lt;/i&gt; d'Apollinaire ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1177456707039319881?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1177456707039319881/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-chair-est-triste-helas-et-jai-lu.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1177456707039319881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1177456707039319881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-chair-est-triste-helas-et-jai-lu.html' title='La chair est triste, hélas ! et j&apos;ai lu tous les livres...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-INZlN86oJVI/TZl5f23DGmI/AAAAAAAABHY/wi2nmPTZt_s/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3710739397971158075</id><published>2011-04-03T09:57:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T10:06:53.702+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>30 millions d'amis moins deux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vpvk4vz9c60/TZgqhd_FsUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/T9nR02K0JF4/s1600/26a446070bc3c5a0.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 145px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vpvk4vz9c60/TZgqhd_FsUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/T9nR02K0JF4/s200/26a446070bc3c5a0.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5591265691853762882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Condamnée pour avoir employé&lt;/b&gt; deux personnes sans leur signer de contrat de travail, la productrice de 30 millions d'amis affiche une défense originale et très écolo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;C’est vrai, je ne fais pas de contrat à chaque fois. C’est de la paperasserie. Ces contrats déciment toutes les forêts du monde et de la planète&lt;/i&gt;…"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;Et les arbres, c'est comme les animaux, c'est important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source Le Parisien 31/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3710739397971158075?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3710739397971158075/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-millions-damis-moins-deux.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3710739397971158075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3710739397971158075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/30-millions-damis-moins-deux.html' title='30 millions d&apos;amis moins deux'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vpvk4vz9c60/TZgqhd_FsUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/T9nR02K0JF4/s72-c/26a446070bc3c5a0.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7354462343344015168</id><published>2011-04-01T14:05:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T14:09:49.335+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Harpic PS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQFF0KB09OA/TZXAhJnt4eI/AAAAAAAABHI/1xDuPCrZ0O4/s1600/images.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQFF0KB09OA/TZXAhJnt4eI/AAAAAAAABHI/1xDuPCrZ0O4/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590586188201058786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;“Je ne pardonnerai pas à François l’état dans lequel il a laissé le parti . Même les toilettes fuyaient&lt;/i&gt;.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Martine Aubry à propos  de François Hollande, après son emménagement rue de Solférino.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:11pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Calibri, Verdana, Helvetica, Arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:15px;"&gt;Libération 31/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7354462343344015168?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7354462343344015168/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/harpic-ps.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7354462343344015168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7354462343344015168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/04/harpic-ps.html' title='Harpic PS'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQFF0KB09OA/TZXAhJnt4eI/AAAAAAAABHI/1xDuPCrZ0O4/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4933068010489450393</id><published>2011-03-30T21:24:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-31T09:50:46.617+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Rendez-vous dans un côlon (spéciale dédikasse Marion P.)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SibvLVyTuXg/TZOJTU1LQcI/AAAAAAAABHA/EBqG0iGAM7A/s1600/040311_imgColonGeant.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SibvLVyTuXg/TZOJTU1LQcI/AAAAAAAABHA/EBqG0iGAM7A/s200/040311_imgColonGeant.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589962527599182274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;The place to be&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt; à Paris&lt;/b&gt; la semaine dernière c'était devant la gare Montparnasse. Dans un côlon géant.&lt;div&gt;Pour sensibiliser le public au dépistage du cancer colorectal, l'association Félix Burda et la caisse d'assurance maladie n'ont pas lésiné sur les sensations fortes, type Space Montain dans un gros tuyau rose. Rencontre avec des polypes bénins, suivi de l'évolution d'un cancer colorectal (hum...), déroulement d'une coloscopie (hou...). Et d'aucuns, avides de découvertes scientifiques, de s'interroger fort à propos : " &lt;i&gt;quelque chose de prévu pour le cancer des testicules ?"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4933068010489450393?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4933068010489450393/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/rendez-vous-dans-un-colon-speciale.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4933068010489450393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4933068010489450393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/rendez-vous-dans-un-colon-speciale.html' title='Rendez-vous dans un côlon (spéciale dédikasse Marion P.)'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SibvLVyTuXg/TZOJTU1LQcI/AAAAAAAABHA/EBqG0iGAM7A/s72-c/040311_imgColonGeant.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7596842324705627181</id><published>2011-03-29T11:41:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2011-03-29T11:53:49.506+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bonne nouvelle'/><title type='text'>Justin Bieber Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIk03Ejlbaw/TZGr3O95l2I/AAAAAAAABG4/cqFvlbUPwj0/s1600/images-3.jpeg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIk03Ejlbaw/TZGr3O95l2I/AAAAAAAABG4/cqFvlbUPwj0/s200/images-3.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589437577942374242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;La folie Justin Bieber&lt;/b&gt; déferle sur Paris. A ceux qui s'inquiètent pour lui, blond poupon transformé en phénomène de foire et du net, grandi sans aller à l'école, Justin répond :&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Un prof me suit pendant la tournée". &lt;/i&gt;Un prof de math sûrement car Justin semble maîtriser  les soustractions :" s&lt;i&gt;i je n'avais plus que 24 heures à vivre j'irai dans ma famille au Canada. Mais comme il y a 12 heures de vol, il ne me resterait plus que 12 heures."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CQFD.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source  Le Parisien, 29/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7596842324705627181?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7596842324705627181/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/justin-bieber-hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7596842324705627181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7596842324705627181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/justin-bieber-hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='Justin Bieber Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-PIk03Ejlbaw/TZGr3O95l2I/AAAAAAAABG4/cqFvlbUPwj0/s72-c/images-3.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-818821694399931097</id><published>2011-03-26T15:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-26T15:45:42.561+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Les petits cadeaux entretiennent l'amitié</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HKSiB-QAKA/TY377yoILDI/AAAAAAAABGw/Jqn2rzUzNPs/s1600/31ddf882581d807a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 145px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HKSiB-QAKA/TY377yoILDI/AAAAAAAABGw/Jqn2rzUzNPs/s200/31ddf882581d807a.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5588399717257587762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;A la recherche d'un cadeau de naissance&lt;/b&gt; sympa et de bon goût ?  Christine Bravo a lancé sa marque de body &lt;i&gt;Bravollywood&lt;/i&gt;, et propose des cadeaux tout choux pour nouveau-né, comme  cette jolie grenouillère  "P&lt;i&gt;apa voulait juste une pipe !". &lt;/i&gt;Existe en plusieurs couleurs, de 0 à 12 mois.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source : &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Libération&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; 26/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-818821694399931097?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/818821694399931097/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/les-petits-cadeaux-entretiennent.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/818821694399931097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/818821694399931097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/les-petits-cadeaux-entretiennent.html' title='Les petits cadeaux entretiennent l&apos;amitié'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6HKSiB-QAKA/TY377yoILDI/AAAAAAAABGw/Jqn2rzUzNPs/s72-c/31ddf882581d807a.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-109735928062331940</id><published>2011-03-25T11:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:46:32.852+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Johnny Got His Gun</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbefWkHHtYc/TYx_oWkX_lI/AAAAAAAABGg/UWTeAEf634w/s1600/images-2.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 157px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbefWkHHtYc/TYx_oWkX_lI/AAAAAAAABGg/UWTeAEf634w/s200/images-2.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587981568889585234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Interrogé par un panel de lecteurs &lt;/b&gt;du &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt;, Johnny Hallyday dit tout. Laeticia, la mort, les impôts, les soucis que lui causent ses enfants rapport à la drogue... Et la politique ? Là aussi, l'idole des jeunes se lâche.&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;i&gt;Pour qui allez vous voter en 2012&lt;/i&gt; ? " demande une lectrice curieuse et fine politique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"J&lt;i&gt;e ne vois personne pour qui j'ai envie de voter. Mais &lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt;si je vote, ce sera pour quelqu'un qui sera bien pour la France."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;A ceux qui s'étonnent de cet éclair de lucidité, l'explication vient plus loin :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;"c&lt;i&gt;ela fait huit mois que je ne bois plus une goutte d'alcool&lt;/i&gt;."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source Le Parisien, 25/03/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-109735928062331940?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/109735928062331940/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/johnny-got-his-gun.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/109735928062331940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/109735928062331940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/johnny-got-his-gun.html' title='Johnny Got His Gun'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IbefWkHHtYc/TYx_oWkX_lI/AAAAAAAABGg/UWTeAEf634w/s72-c/images-2.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5893448825726096774</id><published>2011-03-23T10:53:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-23T12:28:52.841+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Voisin Voisine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cvO8rTStx8/TYnMkJZM2KI/AAAAAAAABGY/--HY4gXLoFs/s1600/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cvO8rTStx8/TYnMkJZM2KI/AAAAAAAABGY/--HY4gXLoFs/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587221734098786466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Les problèmes de voisinage&lt;/b&gt; et les nuisances sonores peuvent pourrir la vie, c'est bien connu. Témoin Quentin Tarentino qui vient de porter plainte contre son voisin Alan ball, scénariste de &lt;i&gt;Six Feet under &lt;/i&gt;et heureux propriétaire de volubiles perroquets. &lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Je ne peux plus travailler à cause de ces odieux hurlements de ptérodactyles&lt;/i&gt;, a dit Tarentino à la copropriété et aux flics. &lt;i&gt;Leurs cris me glacent le sang.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Et c'est Tarentino qui le dit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;source :  Libération&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5893448825726096774?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5893448825726096774/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/voisin-voisine.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5893448825726096774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5893448825726096774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/voisin-voisine.html' title='Voisin Voisine'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--cvO8rTStx8/TYnMkJZM2KI/AAAAAAAABGY/--HY4gXLoFs/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2779002738784127927</id><published>2011-03-21T18:40:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T18:56:39.465+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Knut Kaput</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_wDAMfMnG4/TYeQzJdEViI/AAAAAAAABGQ/r0pA31K2JGI/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 165px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_wDAMfMnG4/TYeQzJdEViI/AAAAAAAABGQ/r0pA31K2JGI/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586593071161955874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Knut ist tot !&lt;/b&gt; Le gentil ours polaire, égérie du zoo de Berlin, est mort ce week end, plongeant dans l'affliction ses fans du monde entier. Dépression ? Assassinat ? Coup de patte mortel d'un congénère ? Comme pour Marilyn Monroe, aucune piste sérieuse n'est écartée. Une autopsie est en cours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2779002738784127927?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2779002738784127927/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/knut-kaput.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2779002738784127927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2779002738784127927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/knut-kaput.html' title='Knut Kaput'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m_wDAMfMnG4/TYeQzJdEViI/AAAAAAAABGQ/r0pA31K2JGI/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3636492961010475895</id><published>2011-03-20T20:05:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-03-20T20:40:21.673+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Japon : année 0</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FakbAfj_jYA/TYZWJ9EvfNI/AAAAAAAABGI/LQvZtE0qYvo/s1600/afea5024f6fba90e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 145px; height: 68px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FakbAfj_jYA/TYZWJ9EvfNI/AAAAAAAABGI/LQvZtE0qYvo/s200/afea5024f6fba90e.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586247116812942546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy souhaite se rendre&lt;/b&gt; "l&lt;i&gt;e plus vite possible" &lt;/i&gt;au Japon&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;afin&lt;i&gt; &lt;/i&gt;de&lt;i&gt; "témoigner de sa solidarité" &lt;/i&gt;au peuple japonais.  Ce qui devrait leur faire une belle jambe, chacun en conviendra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;D'aucuns, en France, se demandent avec une curiosité toute scientifique ce que pourrait bien donner un Sarkozy irradié.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3636492961010475895?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3636492961010475895/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/japon-annee-0.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3636492961010475895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3636492961010475895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/03/japon-annee-0.html' title='Japon : année 0'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FakbAfj_jYA/TYZWJ9EvfNI/AAAAAAAABGI/LQvZtE0qYvo/s72-c/afea5024f6fba90e.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2158157380163749012</id><published>2011-01-24T17:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T21:00:32.157+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>London black cab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TT20Mzkr2SI/AAAAAAAABF8/2cAXvQ0CAhM/s1600/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TT20Mzkr2SI/AAAAAAAABF8/2cAXvQ0CAhM/s200/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565802846595307810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Les taxis londoniens,&lt;/b&gt; trop souvent victimes d'agressions, bénéficient désormais d'une formation en art martiaux organisée par la LTDA (association des conducteurs de taxis).&lt;div&gt;C'est lors d'un stage gratuit de 10 semaines que les chauffeurs des black cabs apprennent les bases de la self défense. Réaction enthousiaste de la population britannique :"&lt;i&gt;au lieu d'apprendre à se défendre, ils feraient mieux d'apprendre à conduire."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Source : le Parisien, 24/01/2011&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2158157380163749012?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2158157380163749012/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/london-black-cab.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2158157380163749012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2158157380163749012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2011/01/london-black-cab.html' title='London black cab'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TT20Mzkr2SI/AAAAAAAABF8/2cAXvQ0CAhM/s72-c/DownloadedFile-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8730927365326399017</id><published>2010-12-06T09:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-06T10:21:16.214+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Vive la France</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPyq45821eI/AAAAAAAABFw/d1LtZY_mZFU/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPyq45821eI/AAAAAAAABFw/d1LtZY_mZFU/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547496735619077602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;"A y est, je fais un peu partie de l'histoire "&lt;/i&gt;a dit, émue mais lucide, Laury Thilleman, nouvelle miss France 2011. L'histoire retiendra également que la reine de beauté ne rentrait dans aucune des robes prévues pour la séance photo. "&lt;i&gt;Il manquait "ça" pour fermer le bustier&lt;/i&gt;", a persiflé la styliste au &lt;i&gt;Parisien&lt;/i&gt;. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;s&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;ource : le Parisien, 6.12.2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8730927365326399017?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8730927365326399017/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/vive-la-france.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8730927365326399017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8730927365326399017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/12/vive-la-france.html' title='Vive la France'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPyq45821eI/AAAAAAAABFw/d1LtZY_mZFU/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8436646340747996542</id><published>2010-11-30T12:15:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-30T15:24:47.372+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le chiffre du jour'/><title type='text'>Le nombre d'or</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPThjH4WX_I/AAAAAAAABFo/Gc_k-aSRE74/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPThjH4WX_I/AAAAAAAABFo/Gc_k-aSRE74/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545305034726989810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;70 : c'est le nombre maximum d'amis&lt;/b&gt; (et membres de la famille) qu'un être humain normalement constitué peut avoir, d'après une récente étude américaine. Au delà, impossible d'entretenir des relations dignes de ce nom. L'étude ne révélant pas le nombre maximum d'amours qu'un être humain normalement constitué peut avoir, libre à nous de rêver.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8436646340747996542?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8436646340747996542/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/69-1.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8436646340747996542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8436646340747996542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/69-1.html' title='Le nombre d&apos;or'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPThjH4WX_I/AAAAAAAABFo/Gc_k-aSRE74/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3609476149761478836</id><published>2010-11-29T10:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:26:13.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Du rififi chez les Miss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPNw2ZhX6fI/AAAAAAAABFg/LhubR23spjs/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 129px; height: 73px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPNw2ZhX6fI/AAAAAAAABFg/LhubR23spjs/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544899646089325042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Rien ne va plus au royaume des Miss&lt;/b&gt;. Voilà que pour la 2e fois en une semaine, Miss Ile-de-France prend la porte, cédant la place à sa dauphine. "&lt;i&gt;Miss France a des valeurs&lt;/i&gt;", explique la chef, mécontente, Sophie Tellier. Valeurs peu compatibles avec le défilé de lingerie (en infirmière sympa, notamment) retrouvé sur Internet de la candidate. Encore un peu et Paris ne sera pas représenté en finale. Mais ça, Geneviève de Fontenay l'avait bien dit :" &lt;i&gt;à Paris, c'est difficile de trouver des Miss. En province on sait beaucoup mieux d'où viennent les filles". &lt;/i&gt;Comme les petits chiens de race. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;source : le Parisien, 29 novembre 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3609476149761478836?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3609476149761478836/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/du-rififi-chez-les-miss.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3609476149761478836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3609476149761478836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/du-rififi-chez-les-miss.html' title='Du rififi chez les Miss'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TPNw2ZhX6fI/AAAAAAAABFg/LhubR23spjs/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1137985726921999228</id><published>2010-11-13T10:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T10:21:39.622+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Comme un avion sans aile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TN5YG4o9FFI/AAAAAAAABFY/uk2Jf4Z2D60/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TN5YG4o9FFI/AAAAAAAABFY/uk2Jf4Z2D60/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538961467018908754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est confirmé. &lt;/b&gt;Malgré de méchantes rumeurs  dues à un  prix exorbitant ( 91,5 millions d'euro) Air Sarko One, le nouveau navion du Président n'a pas de four à pizza. Ni de baignoire sabot, quelle idée ! Par contre,  dans la chambre présidentielle située à l'avant de l'appareil pour ne pas vomir, le lit de Nicolas est bien un King Size.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1137985726921999228?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1137985726921999228/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/comme-un-avion-sans-aile.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1137985726921999228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1137985726921999228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/comme-un-avion-sans-aile.html' title='Comme un avion sans aile'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TN5YG4o9FFI/AAAAAAAABFY/uk2Jf4Z2D60/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8668460626641586675</id><published>2010-11-04T15:10:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T15:15:39.162+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Proverbe chinois à méditer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNLAA-IyKkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SPFBWhZpRFI/s1600/confucius-757900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNLAA-IyKkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SPFBWhZpRFI/s200/confucius-757900.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535698014904134210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Quand les riches maigrissent, les pauvres meurent".&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Confucius.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8668460626641586675?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8668460626641586675/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/proverbe-chinois-mediter.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8668460626641586675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8668460626641586675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/proverbe-chinois-mediter.html' title='Proverbe chinois à méditer'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNLAA-IyKkI/AAAAAAAABFQ/SPFBWhZpRFI/s72-c/confucius-757900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3585003777795388292</id><published>2010-11-03T16:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T16:39:57.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>YMCA Bonga Bonga</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNGCJnpjR4I/AAAAAAAABFI/T-lTd3o-ApY/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNGCJnpjR4I/AAAAAAAABFI/T-lTd3o-ApY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535348518788745090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Il vaut mieux apprécier les jeunes filles qu'être gay."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;Silvio Berlusconi, réagissant avec l'esprit qu'on lui connaît, aux accusations de (nouvelles) relations sexuelles tarifiées avec des mineures. Ces soirées fines étaient aussi appelées &lt;i&gt;soirées Bonga-Bonga&lt;/i&gt; en hommage, dit-on, au colonel Khadafi. Mais comment voulez-vous que j'arrête mon blog dans ses conditions ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3585003777795388292?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3585003777795388292/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/ymca-bonga-bonga.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3585003777795388292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3585003777795388292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/ymca-bonga-bonga.html' title='YMCA Bonga Bonga'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNGCJnpjR4I/AAAAAAAABFI/T-lTd3o-ApY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7065884791139953013</id><published>2010-11-02T16:33:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T16:54:12.495+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Du cul du cul du cul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNAz9uwAZ8I/AAAAAAAABFA/XmPh6fusVco/s1600/DownloadedFile.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNAz9uwAZ8I/AAAAAAAABFA/XmPh6fusVco/s200/DownloadedFile.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5534981077652760514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voilà l'Italie, pays de l'Opéra &lt;/b&gt;et de la pizza, de nouveau secouée par les frasques du Cavalière. "&lt;i&gt;Je suis une personne joyeuse, j'aime la vie et j'aime les femmes !" &lt;/i&gt;, s'est-il pourtant défendu.&lt;div&gt;Les faits : en mai dernier, Berlusconi aurait fait pression  auprès du chef de la police de Milan pour faire libérer Ruby, jeune nymphette de 17 ans, d'origine marocaine, accusée de vol. L'innocente faisant vraisemblablement parti des soirées olé olé du président du conseil italien qui n'aime rien tant que s'entourer d'aguichantes jeunesses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-"&lt;i&gt;Relachez-la. C'est une proche d'Hosni Moubarak&lt;/i&gt;, aurait curieusement dit Silvio au chef de la police.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;C'est qui Moubarak ?&lt;/i&gt;" a répondu ce dernier. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7065884791139953013?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7065884791139953013/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/du-cul-du-cul-du-cul.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7065884791139953013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7065884791139953013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/11/du-cul-du-cul-du-cul.html' title='Du cul du cul du cul'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TNAz9uwAZ8I/AAAAAAAABFA/XmPh6fusVco/s72-c/DownloadedFile.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1756982135554229854</id><published>2010-09-08T11:26:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-08T11:46:21.980+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicolas sarkozy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Midnight in Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TIdaau_MOhI/AAAAAAAABE4/rK3FrRCnxy0/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 131px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TIdaau_MOhI/AAAAAAAABE4/rK3FrRCnxy0/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514475684074633746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;C'est sur le site de Backich info &lt;/b&gt;: la France compterait une nouvelle chômeuse de plus, en la personne de Carla Bruni, remplacée sans préavis du film de Woody Allen. Le célèbre metteur en scène aurait embauché à sa place Léa Seydoux, plus jeune et plus qualifiée. &lt;div&gt;Motif du licenciement : la scène de Carla sortant d'une boulangerie une baguette à la main a nécessité 35 prises, la débutante ayant du mal à dire son texte "&lt;i&gt;bonjour, une baguette pas trop cuite s'il vous plaî&lt;/i&gt;t", et ne pas regarder la caméra. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1756982135554229854?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1756982135554229854/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/midnight-in-paris.html#comment-form' title='3 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1756982135554229854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1756982135554229854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/midnight-in-paris.html' title='Midnight in Paris'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TIdaau_MOhI/AAAAAAAABE4/rK3FrRCnxy0/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5290044256086181744</id><published>2010-09-06T09:18:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T09:33:20.300+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Des hommes et des Dieux</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TISZIwr0D-I/AAAAAAAABEw/vKnzbCWI0EY/s1600/des+hommes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 101px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 135px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513700219595001826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TISZIwr0D-I/AAAAAAAABEw/vKnzbCWI0EY/s200/des+hommes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy n'est absolument pas un président des riches&lt;/em&gt;", a affirmé pince-sans-rire Claude Guéant, secrétaire général de l'Elysée, hier sur Europe 1. La preuve : "&lt;em&gt;le week-end il regarde un film avec sa femme. Quand il a un petit instant &lt;/em&gt;(tout petit, alors) &lt;em&gt;il lit. Pendant ses vacances, il va dans sa maison, il ne bouge pas. Une vraie vie monacale&lt;/em&gt;. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarkozy en moine trappiste, je ne sais pas vous, mais j'ai du mal à entrer dans le film...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5290044256086181744?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5290044256086181744/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/des-hommes-et-des-dieux.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5290044256086181744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5290044256086181744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/des-hommes-et-des-dieux.html' title='Des hommes et des Dieux'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TISZIwr0D-I/AAAAAAAABEw/vKnzbCWI0EY/s72-c/des+hommes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4566430428728120846</id><published>2010-09-01T10:02:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T10:11:50.907+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>United colors of United Kingdom</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TH4Kv8SLrpI/AAAAAAAABEo/2y5OGVeLdcg/s1600/blair.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 133px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 109px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511854812700585618" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TH4Kv8SLrpI/AAAAAAAABEo/2y5OGVeLdcg/s200/blair.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"Orange man"&lt;/strong&gt; : c'est le surnom de Tony Blair, dont les &lt;em&gt;Mémoires&lt;/em&gt; sortent aujourd'hui, dans la presse britannique. Caustique allusion à son bronzage permanent, rapporté de ses nombreux voyages autour de la planète.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4566430428728120846?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4566430428728120846/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/united-colors-of-united-kingdom.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4566430428728120846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4566430428728120846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/09/united-colors-of-united-kingdom.html' title='United colors of United Kingdom'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TH4Kv8SLrpI/AAAAAAAABEo/2y5OGVeLdcg/s72-c/blair.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4481497920880955603</id><published>2010-08-31T10:00:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T10:10:07.570+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Comme on fait son lit on se couche</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THy4so5gg5I/AAAAAAAABEg/SLi8XUvdzQk/s1600/sardou.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 91px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511483121027023762" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THy4so5gg5I/AAAAAAAABEg/SLi8XUvdzQk/s200/sardou.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sorti hier, le nouvel album de Michel Sardou&lt;/strong&gt; "&lt;em&gt;Etre une femme 2010&lt;/em&gt;" déchaine déjà la colère, entre autres, des jeunes socialistes (le MJS). Mais Michel s'en fout. Il l'a confié au &lt;em&gt;Parisien&lt;/em&gt; : désormais installé en Normandie dans une"&lt;em&gt;tanière d'ours&lt;/em&gt;"(un manoir), il partage ses nuits avec sa femme (normal) mais aussi avec Irex, Pouffine et Bob. Ses chiens. "&lt;em&gt;Oui, ils dorment avec nous. On calcule la taille du lit pour que l'on soit tous ensemble."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4481497920880955603?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4481497920880955603/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/comme-on-fait-son-lit-on-se-couche.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4481497920880955603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4481497920880955603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/comme-on-fait-son-lit-on-se-couche.html' title='Comme on fait son lit on se couche'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THy4so5gg5I/AAAAAAAABEg/SLi8XUvdzQk/s72-c/sardou.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2269688322722292615</id><published>2010-08-30T12:02:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T12:14:57.941+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Programme TV de la rentrée</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THuEjLH9FnI/AAAAAAAABEY/qwy5EsTG9Bg/s1600/temps+X.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 125px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5511144308834375282" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THuEjLH9FnI/AAAAAAAABEY/qwy5EsTG9Bg/s200/temps+X.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Laurent Ruquier, Patrick&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Sébastien,&lt;/strong&gt; Guillaume Durand, Franz-Olivier Giesbert, Eric Zemmour... c'est la liste noire du président : tous les animateurs qu'il souhaiterait voir disparaître du petit écran, d'après le Point.fr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais le plus inquiétant&lt;/strong&gt; sont les remplacants pressentis par Nicolas Sarkozy : Patrick Sabatier, Daniela Lumbroso et ... les Bogdanov, les deux frères en grenouillère de Temps X.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2269688322722292615?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2269688322722292615/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/programme-tv-de-la-rentree.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2269688322722292615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2269688322722292615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/programme-tv-de-la-rentree.html' title='Programme TV de la rentrée'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/THuEjLH9FnI/AAAAAAAABEY/qwy5EsTG9Bg/s72-c/temps+X.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-548367596055700034</id><published>2010-08-20T11:07:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T11:18:54.673+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Miam miam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TG5IXgjlCMI/AAAAAAAABEI/UGHRFSLIZRc/s1600/koff.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 128px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 84px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507418963034048706" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TG5IXgjlCMI/AAAAAAAABEI/UGHRFSLIZRc/s200/koff.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Le club des chefs des chefs d'état&lt;/strong&gt; se retrouve cette semaine à Honk-Kong. Leur devise ? "&lt;em&gt;La politique divise les hommes, la gatronomie les réunit".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interviewée dans le &lt;em&gt;Parisien&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; du jour, le chef du chef de l'Elysée se laisse aller à des confidences salées : "&lt;em&gt;Le couple Sarkozy demande pour ces diners privées une cuisine très simple, des salades, des viandes blanches et, bien sûr, pour madame des pâtes&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Plus fort de café encore&lt;/strong&gt;, le cuisinier du président l'affirme : Sarkozy privilégie une cuisine "&lt;em&gt;spontanée et légère."&lt;/em&gt; Pas du genre tête de veau et litre de bierre, comme qui vous savez, quoi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-548367596055700034?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/548367596055700034/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/miam-miam.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/548367596055700034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/548367596055700034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/miam-miam.html' title='Miam miam'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TG5IXgjlCMI/AAAAAAAABEI/UGHRFSLIZRc/s72-c/koff.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6210520708592796663</id><published>2010-08-19T10:54:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-19T11:03:13.055+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>La donna e mobile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGzzMBmmwMI/AAAAAAAABEA/0VfbhlDdQVE/s1600/maccione.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 110px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5507043832281612482" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGzzMBmmwMI/AAAAAAAABEA/0VfbhlDdQVE/s200/maccione.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;79 % des touristes étrangères&lt;/strong&gt; en Italie se disent insensibles au &lt;em&gt;Latin Lover&lt;/em&gt;, selon un sondage du magazine &lt;em&gt;Vie del Gusto&lt;/em&gt;. Ces demoiselles interrogées déplorent le comportement puéril des Italiens et leur manque de sens de l'humour. Mais leur reconnaissent pourtant du style, du charme et un sens de la courtoisie.&lt;br /&gt;Bah, faudrait savoir, les filles ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6210520708592796663?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6210520708592796663/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-donna-e-mobile.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6210520708592796663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6210520708592796663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/la-donna-e-mobile.html' title='La donna e mobile'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGzzMBmmwMI/AAAAAAAABEA/0VfbhlDdQVE/s72-c/maccione.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-92787026687148538</id><published>2010-08-17T11:30:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T11:37:48.571+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Quand les cons voleront...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGpYYCvChBI/AAAAAAAABD4/ijSsmIK4eO8/s1600/bendit.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 104px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 147px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506310664488125458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGpYYCvChBI/AAAAAAAABD4/ijSsmIK4eO8/s200/bendit.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Pour des cons.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voilà ce pour quoi nous prend le président de la République en matière de sécurité. C'est, en tout cas, ce que pense Daniel Cohn-Bendit dans une interview au journal &lt;em&gt;Le Monde&lt;/em&gt;, hier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nous voilà prévenus. Bonne rentrée à tous !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-92787026687148538?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/92787026687148538/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/quand-les-cons-voleront.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/92787026687148538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/92787026687148538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/08/quand-les-cons-voleront.html' title='Quand les cons voleront...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TGpYYCvChBI/AAAAAAAABD4/ijSsmIK4eO8/s72-c/bendit.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4753806427802056940</id><published>2010-07-22T16:48:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-22T17:06:14.797+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Gare à la baleine !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TEheHODyJuI/AAAAAAAABDw/FkNxcmcVROo/s1600/baleine.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 92px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496746823331751650" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TEheHODyJuI/AAAAAAAABDw/FkNxcmcVROo/s200/baleine.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Au large du Cap,&lt;/strong&gt; une baleine a fait un saut majestueux avant de s'abattre lourdement sur le voilier d'un couple qui canotait tranquilou dans le coin."&lt;em&gt;C'était vraiment très effrayant,&lt;/em&gt; commente le proprio du bateau mal remis de ses émotions maritimes, e&lt;em&gt;lle a laissé des morceaux de peau et de graisse derrière elle".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Une enquête est ouverte&lt;/strong&gt;. Des officiers de la protection marine ont une explication au comportement étrange de l'animal. "&lt;em&gt;Nous savons que, juste avant, une personne naviguait délibérement aux cotés de la baleine et la harcelait."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un ex peut-être ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mes chers canards en sucre, après quelques semaines mouvementées, Monpetitmag se met au vert, au vert du drapeau Italien, histoire de recharger les batteries... Retour le 18 août !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4753806427802056940?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4753806427802056940/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/gare-la-baleine.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4753806427802056940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4753806427802056940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/gare-la-baleine.html' title='Gare à la baleine !'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TEheHODyJuI/AAAAAAAABDw/FkNxcmcVROo/s72-c/baleine.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-9111374255750493628</id><published>2010-07-09T16:46:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T17:17:04.205+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Secret Story s'achète une conduite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDc9Gope9QI/AAAAAAAABDo/lwWcAyG_WNQ/s1600/secret.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 72px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5491925454801532162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDc9Gope9QI/AAAAAAAABDo/lwWcAyG_WNQ/s200/secret.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Ce soir démarre sur TF1&lt;/strong&gt; l'émission estivale phare de la première chaine : "Secret Story", présentée par le caliente Castaldi JR.&lt;br /&gt;Le principe (pour ceux qui débarquent, ou Dany Leprince) : enfermer une bande de désaxés en mal de gloire dans une maison, et attendre qu'ils se mettent sur la figure devant les caméras, l'alcool et le désoeuvrement aidant. Et c'est le plus méchant qui gagne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pas du tout,&lt;/strong&gt; dit la production au &lt;em&gt;Parisien&lt;/em&gt;. Tout ça, c'est du passé. Et du passé, faisons table rase. Cette année : " &lt;em&gt;la violence, les gros&lt;/em&gt; mots, &lt;em&gt;on n'en veut pas&lt;/em&gt; (...) &lt;em&gt;on doit être 100% grand public, sympa, ludique".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Et on y croit.&lt;/strong&gt; Depuis quelques jours sévissent sur la toile 3 candidats appelés à rejoindre la maison des secrets. Ainsi, le gay de service, garçon coiffeur evidemment, aime la chanteuse Barbara. "&lt;em&gt;Ta main droite, c'est ta plus belle histoire d'amour&lt;/em&gt; "aime-t'il à répéter. Et ça , c'est vachement grand public.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-9111374255750493628?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9111374255750493628/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/secret-story.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/9111374255750493628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/9111374255750493628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/secret-story.html' title='Secret Story s&apos;achète une conduite'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDc9Gope9QI/AAAAAAAABDo/lwWcAyG_WNQ/s72-c/secret.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8725832628291622327</id><published>2010-07-06T10:15:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T10:22:59.156+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Petit poème japonais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDLnzFuiPcI/AAAAAAAABDg/jT4AFhADTnY/s1600/haiku.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 87px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5490705760614759874" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDLnzFuiPcI/AAAAAAAABDg/jT4AFhADTnY/s200/haiku.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Est-ce l'orgueil qui l'incite à se battre ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Est-ce le besoin de lui ravir sa gloire féroce ?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Il cogne.... il cogne et tambourine la poitrine de ce monarque absolu&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haïku, tiré du recueil "&lt;em&gt;Refuge pour un temps d'orage&lt;/em&gt;" de Patrick de Carolis, ex-président de France Télévision. Et poéte à ses heures perdues.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8725832628291622327?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8725832628291622327/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/le-temps-des-haiku.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8725832628291622327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8725832628291622327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/le-temps-des-haiku.html' title='Petit poème japonais'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TDLnzFuiPcI/AAAAAAAABDg/jT4AFhADTnY/s72-c/haiku.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2070127558829969285</id><published>2010-07-01T18:06:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-01T18:13:20.795+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La presse'/><title type='text'>Boire ou conduire...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCy-foEDseI/AAAAAAAABDY/YOKzBA8wCFY/s1600/champagne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 119px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 89px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488971496397451746" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCy-foEDseI/AAAAAAAABDY/YOKzBA8wCFY/s200/champagne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Le président Sarkozy&lt;/strong&gt; a reçu, hier à l'Elysée, les députés UMP, rapporte &lt;em&gt;Le Parisien&lt;/em&gt; du jour. Devant eux, il a évoqué, pêle-mêle, l'affaire Worth-Bettancourt, les socialistes et la morale, un possible remaniement ministériel en octobre...&lt;br /&gt;Commentaire d'un député pour le journal : "&lt;em&gt;il n'y avait pas de champagne !"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2070127558829969285?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2070127558829969285/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/boire-ou-conduire.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2070127558829969285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2070127558829969285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/07/boire-ou-conduire.html' title='Boire ou conduire...'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCy-foEDseI/AAAAAAAABDY/YOKzBA8wCFY/s72-c/champagne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4218421761257477366</id><published>2010-06-29T16:52:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T18:02:05.329+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Culture'/><title type='text'>Le planter du bâton</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCoY3xY0LII/AAAAAAAABDQ/Qcz1Eht5QKk/s1600/bronz%C3%A9s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 127px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 85px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488226442333662338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCoY3xY0LII/AAAAAAAABDQ/Qcz1Eht5QKk/s200/bronz%C3%A9s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;2.000 francs &lt;/strong&gt;: c'est ce qu'a touché Jean-Denis Perez, voix du générique des "&lt;em&gt;Bronzés font du ski&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;800 000 euros&lt;/strong&gt; : c'est ce qu'il réclame en dommages et intérêts, sa chanson "&lt;em&gt;Just because of you&lt;/em&gt;"ayant été écoutée et fredonnée par 25 millions de téléspectateurs depuis. Plus vous, qui allez l'avoir dans la tête toute la journée, ne me remerciez pas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4218421761257477366?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4218421761257477366/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/le-planter-du-baton.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4218421761257477366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4218421761257477366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/le-planter-du-baton.html' title='Le planter du bâton'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCoY3xY0LII/AAAAAAAABDQ/Qcz1Eht5QKk/s72-c/bronz%C3%A9s.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7080057115014823167</id><published>2010-06-25T11:59:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-25T12:07:42.585+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Un peu de douceur dans ce monde de brutes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCR_ymeqR6I/AAAAAAAABDI/3TDgZaFdgGo/s1600/albert.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 106px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 141px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486650753343440802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCR_ymeqR6I/AAAAAAAABDI/3TDgZaFdgGo/s200/albert.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Oups ! Un peu plus&lt;/strong&gt; et nous allions passer à côté de cette information de première importance. Le Prince Albert se fiance et ne peut plus taire son bonheur : " &lt;em&gt;je sais que la population monégasque était dans l'attente de ce moment."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et nous donc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7080057115014823167?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7080057115014823167/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-peu-de-douceur-dans-ce-monde-de.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7080057115014823167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7080057115014823167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/un-peu-de-douceur-dans-ce-monde-de.html' title='Un peu de douceur dans ce monde de brutes'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCR_ymeqR6I/AAAAAAAABDI/3TDgZaFdgGo/s72-c/albert.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-319897970230376901</id><published>2010-06-24T12:11:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T12:20:37.702+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>The party</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCMxX8fi9iI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZGuHWvxe8yE/s1600/party.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 98px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 126px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486283058512590370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCMxX8fi9iI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZGuHWvxe8yE/s200/party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;L'Elysée n'organisera pas&lt;/strong&gt; la Garden-party du 14 juillet pour cause de "r&lt;em&gt;éduction des déficits&lt;/em&gt;". L'an dernier, la célèbre sauterie avait en effet coûté la bagatelle de 732 826 euros, soit 43 128 euros de vins et de champagne. Bon.&lt;br /&gt;On pourrait peut-être juste envisager de moins picoler ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-319897970230376901?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/319897970230376901/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/party.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/319897970230376901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/319897970230376901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/party.html' title='The party'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCMxX8fi9iI/AAAAAAAABDA/ZGuHWvxe8yE/s72-c/party.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1621119921205134055</id><published>2010-06-23T11:23:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T11:31:29.952+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Une fleur parmi les fleurs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCHUQn2l0kI/AAAAAAAABC4/jzqa-H6oGXo/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 132px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCHUQn2l0kI/AAAAAAAABC4/jzqa-H6oGXo/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485899203154924098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Selon le &lt;/b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Canard Enchaîné&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;b&gt;,&lt;/b&gt; la présidente de la Halde (H&lt;i&gt;aute autorité de lutte contre&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; les discriminations&lt;/i&gt;), Jeannette Bougrab se ferait livrer par Monceau Fleurs chaque lundi matin, de bonne heure, de bonne humeur, un luxuriant bouquet aux frais de la Halde. Accessoirement, elle se serait aussi doublé son salaire et fait prendre en charge chauffeur  et voiture de fonction. Jeannette Bougrab dément furieusement.  Les fleurs coupées, elle est allergique.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1621119921205134055?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1621119921205134055/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/une-fleur-parmi-les-fleurs.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1621119921205134055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1621119921205134055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/une-fleur-parmi-les-fleurs.html' title='Une fleur parmi les fleurs'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCHUQn2l0kI/AAAAAAAABC4/jzqa-H6oGXo/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4885427259753921292</id><published>2010-06-22T09:28:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T09:37:18.948+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entre nous'/><title type='text'>In</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCBoCProhyI/AAAAAAAABCw/KEfNf9x2zXM/s1600/tricor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 123px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 96px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485498733915834146" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCBoCProhyI/AAAAAAAABCw/KEfNf9x2zXM/s200/tricor.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Où va se nicher la tendance ?&lt;/strong&gt; C'est Patricia Wagner, la directrice de rédaction de &lt;em&gt;Modes et&lt;/em&gt; T&lt;em&gt;ravaux&lt;/em&gt; qui le dit à la presse et au monde : "&lt;em&gt;nous sommes piles dans l'air du temps."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Une bonne nouvelle n'arrivant jamais seule, le magazine, poids lourd de la presse française, fête ses 90 ans. S'il y a près d'un siècle, il s'adressait à un public féminun capable de coudre un corsage et de tricoter des gants, &lt;em&gt;Modes et travaux&lt;/em&gt; a su évoluer avec le temps. En 2010, sa formule propose à ses lectrices customisation, déco et café tricot.&lt;br /&gt;A la Une du numéro de juin : la petite robe d'été et des cours de cuisine. Tendance on vous dit !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Source : &lt;em&gt;Libération&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4885427259753921292?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4885427259753921292/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/in.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4885427259753921292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4885427259753921292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/in.html' title='In'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TCBoCProhyI/AAAAAAAABCw/KEfNf9x2zXM/s72-c/tricor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-4908105954758204561</id><published>2010-06-21T11:46:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T11:51:43.076+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Pan dans les dents</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB82HKsYOaI/AAAAAAAABCo/9XFZ2whOPZs/s1600/dati.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 65px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485162367918029218" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB82HKsYOaI/AAAAAAAABCo/9XFZ2whOPZs/s200/dati.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pour gagner Paris, il faut être un formidable chef d'équipe, avoir une vraie stature, et je crois que François Fillon a ces qualités là. Je crois que Rachida Dati ne les a pas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valérie Pécresse, ministre de l'Enseignement supérieur, sur radio J, à propos des municipales à Paris en 2014.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source : &lt;em&gt;Le Parisien&lt;/em&gt;, 21 juin 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-4908105954758204561?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/4908105954758204561/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pan-dans-les-dents.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4908105954758204561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/4908105954758204561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pan-dans-les-dents.html' title='Pan dans les dents'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB82HKsYOaI/AAAAAAAABCo/9XFZ2whOPZs/s72-c/dati.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-43816944242281211</id><published>2010-06-20T17:06:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-20T17:12:00.552+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Pub</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB4vOHITmaI/AAAAAAAABCg/OFo5w-0eaIA/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 115px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB4vOHITmaI/AAAAAAAABCg/OFo5w-0eaIA/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484873315662404002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;"L'Oréal ? Parce  que je le Woerth bien."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Nouveau slogan de L'Oréal qui circule dans les dîners en ville. Cité dans le JDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-43816944242281211?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/43816944242281211/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pub.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/43816944242281211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/43816944242281211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/pub.html' title='Pub'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TB4vOHITmaI/AAAAAAAABCg/OFo5w-0eaIA/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7131930662686865474</id><published>2010-06-17T10:03:00.007+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-17T10:13:22.924+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le chiffre du jour'/><title type='text'>Blanc est un fumeur de havanes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBnY9Dblq7I/AAAAAAAABCY/2WSB413RSN0/s1600/ciagares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 130px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 98px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483652564704930738" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBnY9Dblq7I/AAAAAAAABCY/2WSB413RSN0/s200/ciagares.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;12 000 euros de cigares&lt;/strong&gt; : c'est ce que Christian Blanc, secrétaire d'Etat au développement de la région-capitale, a facturé à l'Etat. Soit plus de mille cigares disparus dans des volutes de fumée bleue en quelques mois, révèle le &lt;em&gt;Canard Enchainé&lt;/em&gt;. C'est ce qui s'appelle se faire prendre la main dans le pot de havanes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7131930662686865474?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7131930662686865474/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/blanc-est-un-fumeur-de-havanes.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7131930662686865474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7131930662686865474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/blanc-est-un-fumeur-de-havanes.html' title='Blanc est un fumeur de havanes'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBnY9Dblq7I/AAAAAAAABCY/2WSB413RSN0/s72-c/ciagares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7185756551029086779</id><published>2010-06-16T09:08:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T09:35:13.517+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Entre nous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Happy birthday, Johnny !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBh-l1991BI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5WJH3LIYzOY/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBh-l1991BI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5WJH3LIYzOY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483271734930822162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sortie hier soir pour un petit dîner tranquilloute&lt;/b&gt;, voilà que Monpetitmag s'est retrouvé aux premières loges de l'anniversaire de Johnny, son yacht-péniche étant amarré devant mon restaurant.&lt;div&gt; Du coup ça été le Festival de Cannes sans le cinéma, &lt;i&gt;Voici&lt;/i&gt; en mouvement toute la soirée sous nos yeux émoustillés !&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Premiers arrivés,&lt;/b&gt; peut-être à cause de leurs cheveux, Hugues Aufray et Catherine Lara, ont patienté, l'air las, au bar du coin. Puis ce fut le défilé des limos de location : Mimi Mathy qui disparut derrière les hublots, Catherine Deneuve, Eddy Mitchel, Line Renaud...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfin l'arrivée de la star, de ses 67 ans et de son épouse Laetitia, avec sa it-fille sous le bras. "J&lt;i&gt;ohnny, une chanson !&lt;/i&gt; J&lt;i&gt;ohnny une chanson ! &lt;/i&gt;a crié tout le restaurant, les photographes se déchaînant depuis le ponton.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Pas de photo monsieur !&lt;/i&gt; a menacé un gorille alors qu'un pékin brandissait son iphone&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;- &lt;i&gt;Bah j'ai pas le droit de téléphoner parce que Johnny vieillit &lt;/i&gt;?!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;Et&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt; puis last but not least&lt;/b&gt;... Rachida Dati, tout de noir vêtue, seule avec ses Louboutin et son sourire éclatant offert aux flashs indiscrets. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Alors là, moi j'ai demandé l'addition. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On peut rigoler un peu mais franchement, que fait une  ancienne garde des sceaux à l'anniversaire de Johnny Halliday ?  Elle ne devrait pas être à Strasbourg, Rachida ?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bon, je vous laisse, je vais écouter ce qu'il va advenir de nos retraites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7185756551029086779?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7185756551029086779/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-johnny.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7185756551029086779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7185756551029086779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/happy-birthday-johnny.html' title='Happy birthday, Johnny !'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBh-l1991BI/AAAAAAAABCQ/5WJH3LIYzOY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7302041464353969118</id><published>2010-06-15T09:51:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T10:25:38.632+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicolas sarkozy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='littérature'/><title type='text'>Leurs clichés préférés</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBczct2TYGI/AAAAAAAABCI/V3nYu7BMdk8/s1600/daniel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 159px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482907639783579746" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBczct2TYGI/AAAAAAAABCI/V3nYu7BMdk8/s200/daniel.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Silvio marche comme un danseur, il glisse, il s'en fout d'être petit et moche, il se trouve beau, ses regards sont irrésistibles, Silvio chante comme personne. Il a une façon de faire de vous son complice, avec ce fameux clin d'oeil qui dit : "Eh, vous allez pas me dire que vous avez jamais trompé votre femme, que vous avez jamais fraudé le fisc, que vous avez jamais un tout petit peu magouillé, hein pas vrai". (...) Celle-là, Carla, elle déteste."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy commentant une photo de lui avec Silvio Berlusconi.&lt;br /&gt;Extrait de "&lt;strong&gt;Nos clichés préférés, album 2007-2010", &lt;/strong&gt;Daniel Bernard et Anne-Sophie Mercier, chez Flammarion.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7302041464353969118?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7302041464353969118/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/leurs-cliches-preferes.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7302041464353969118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7302041464353969118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/leurs-cliches-preferes.html' title='Leurs clichés préférés'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBczct2TYGI/AAAAAAAABCI/V3nYu7BMdk8/s72-c/daniel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2484554469862662716</id><published>2010-06-14T10:20:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T10:28:20.142+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>L'amour est dans le pré</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBXoD_HQSII/AAAAAAAABCA/8Mu4xgvWSmM/s1600/amour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 129px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 108px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482543276572559490" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBXoD_HQSII/AAAAAAAABCA/8Mu4xgvWSmM/s200/amour.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Elle&lt;/strong&gt; (lascive) : "&lt;em&gt;je suis une très bonne cuisinière...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lui &lt;/strong&gt;(égrillard) : "&lt;em&gt;j'ai un four tout neuf ! "&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La suite de ce dialogue chaud bouillant ce soir sur M6 dans "L'amour est dans le pré". Ô joie ! Ô bonheur !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2484554469862662716?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2484554469862662716/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/lamour-est-dans-le-pre.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2484554469862662716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2484554469862662716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/lamour-est-dans-le-pre.html' title='L&apos;amour est dans le pré'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBXoD_HQSII/AAAAAAAABCA/8Mu4xgvWSmM/s72-c/amour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1563818331261682364</id><published>2010-06-12T09:34:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-12T09:43:42.276+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre bizarre'/><title type='text'>Se loger.com</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBM6c7uv1bI/AAAAAAAABB4/RgVRFRO1rXQ/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 95px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBM6c7uv1bI/AAAAAAAABB4/RgVRFRO1rXQ/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481789440184538546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;950 000 euros&lt;/b&gt; : c'est le prix de la maison d'Amityville, en vente actuellement aux Etats-Unis. &lt;div&gt;Le célèbre film d'horreur &lt;i&gt;Amityville la maison du diable&lt;/i&gt; y fut tourné et avant cela, toute une famille y fut assassinée par le fils cadet qui entendait des voix. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ca et des frises au plafond, c'est vraiment un plus pour la vente.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1563818331261682364?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1563818331261682364/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/se-logercom.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1563818331261682364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1563818331261682364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/se-logercom.html' title='Se loger.com'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TBM6c7uv1bI/AAAAAAAABB4/RgVRFRO1rXQ/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-1771170885138940831</id><published>2010-06-09T18:00:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-09T18:19:44.275+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Riches et célébres</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;C'est dans le &lt;em&gt;Parisien&lt;/em&gt; du jour : &lt;/strong&gt;Penelope Cruz, Françoise Hardy et Line Renaud ont fait leur entrée dans la version 2011 du Petit Larousse. Mais elle était pas morte Line Renaud ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-1771170885138940831?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/1771170885138940831/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/riches-et-celebres.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1771170885138940831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/1771170885138940831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/riches-et-celebres.html' title='Riches et célébres'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5542727013103782432</id><published>2010-06-07T11:22:00.008+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-07T11:39:32.144+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Tout nu, tout bronzé... au bureau</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAy9rxMt-lI/AAAAAAAABBw/PO0nkv7rKJs/s1600/carlos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 117px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 117px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479963406241757778" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAy9rxMt-lI/AAAAAAAABBw/PO0nkv7rKJs/s200/carlos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Une société anglaise a lancé le "naked Friday"&lt;/strong&gt; afin de lutter contre le stress (et accessoirement de faire parler d'elle.)&lt;br /&gt;Désormais, le jour du poisson, les employés travaillent en tenus d'Adam et Eve, raconte un article du &lt;a href="http://www.lefigaro.fr/lentreprise/2009/08/14/09001-20090814ARTFIG00638-nus-au-travail-.php"&gt;Figaro.fr. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Au début, il y a eu beaucoup de sceptiques&lt;/em&gt;", admet le psy du travail, auteur de cette drôle d'idée. Pour convaincre les plus pudiques, il recommanda d'abord quelques exercices comme photocopier certaines parties de leurs corps. (?????)&lt;br /&gt;Et ça a marché. "&lt;em&gt;A présent notre relation de travail est beaucoup plus simple et direct&lt;/em&gt;", témoigne l'un des employés, ravi et pas frileux."&lt;em&gt;Il n'y a plus de barrière qui nous sépare&lt;/em&gt;", dit encore un autre, nu comme le petit jésus.&lt;br /&gt;Juste des poils.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5542727013103782432?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5542727013103782432/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/tout-nus-tout-bronzes-au-bureau.html#comment-form' title='5 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5542727013103782432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5542727013103782432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/tout-nus-tout-bronzes-au-bureau.html' title='Tout nu, tout bronzé... au bureau'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAy9rxMt-lI/AAAAAAAABBw/PO0nkv7rKJs/s72-c/carlos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-794620735693901285</id><published>2010-06-05T18:35:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-05T18:51:03.094+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Passe ton bac d'abord</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAqAbTwefdI/AAAAAAAABBo/_KQZHtyZOaM/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAqAbTwefdI/AAAAAAAABBo/_KQZHtyZOaM/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479333103298051538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Quand sur W9&lt;/b&gt;, dans l'émission &lt;i&gt;Dilemme&lt;/i&gt;, les candidats jouent au baccalauréat, ça donne : &lt;div&gt;Un métier commençant par C ?  "Cerrurier"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un animal commençant par N ?  "Niguane".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Le reste du temps, ils font des bains de purin, des concours de galoche et des soirées SM. Mais c'est moins rigolo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;source : &lt;i&gt;Libération&lt;/i&gt; samedi 5 juin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-794620735693901285?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/794620735693901285/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/passe-ton-bac-dabord.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/794620735693901285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/794620735693901285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/passe-ton-bac-dabord.html' title='Passe ton bac d&apos;abord'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAqAbTwefdI/AAAAAAAABBo/_KQZHtyZOaM/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-319733939051631930</id><published>2010-06-04T10:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:46:54.459+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Maman, c'est toi la plus belle du monde, chantait Tino Rossi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAi9ciaq6GI/AAAAAAAABBg/8MRZR1d3Uuo/s1600/dechavanne.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 84px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 125px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478837244668864610" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAi9ciaq6GI/AAAAAAAABBg/8MRZR1d3Uuo/s200/dechavanne.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Au programme ce soir sur TF1&lt;/strong&gt;, une soirée palpitante : "&lt;em&gt;La plus belle femme du monde"&lt;/em&gt; présentée par le sémillant Christophe Dechavanne.&lt;br /&gt;Mais si, voyons, l'émission qui en 2004 avait sacrée Corinne Touzet "&lt;em&gt;plus belle du femme du monde&lt;/em&gt; " avec comme dauphines Véronique Genest ou Claire Chazal.&lt;br /&gt;La chaine le dit aujourd'hui dans le &lt;em&gt;Parisien&lt;/em&gt; : "&lt;em&gt;l'objectif c'est de ne pas rééditer la même erreur.&lt;/em&gt;" (Sympa pour Corinne Touzet).&lt;br /&gt;Pour se faire, plusieurs catégories de beautés ont été prévues : "bimbos" (no comment), "beautés incontournables qui traversent les années" (les vieilles ), "actrices belles et engagées" (les moches), et "la beauté une affaire de famille" (les filles de). Par ailleurs, "&lt;em&gt;Monica Belluci ne sera pas là ce soir car classée hors concours&lt;/em&gt;", précise, sybilline, la production.&lt;br /&gt;Les mystères de TF1 sont décidement bien opaques au profane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-319733939051631930?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/319733939051631930/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/maman-cest-toi-la-plus-belle-du-monde.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/319733939051631930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/319733939051631930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/maman-cest-toi-la-plus-belle-du-monde.html' title='Maman, c&apos;est toi la plus belle du monde, chantait Tino Rossi'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAi9ciaq6GI/AAAAAAAABBg/8MRZR1d3Uuo/s72-c/dechavanne.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6892797592165236454</id><published>2010-06-03T12:16:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T12:20:45.817+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bébé'/><title type='text'>On est bien content pour elle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAeB8k73AoI/AAAAAAAABBY/s3VOXmGSFr8/s1600/ferrari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478490349426377346" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAeB8k73AoI/AAAAAAAABBY/s3VOXmGSFr8/s200/ferrari.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;C'est désormais officiel&lt;/strong&gt; : Laurence Ferrari a un petit Capuçon dans le tiroir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6892797592165236454?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6892797592165236454/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-est-bien-content-pour-elle.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6892797592165236454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6892797592165236454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/on-est-bien-content-pour-elle.html' title='On est bien content pour elle'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAeB8k73AoI/AAAAAAAABBY/s3VOXmGSFr8/s72-c/ferrari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7733092032948626293</id><published>2010-06-02T11:33:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T11:38:55.211+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Le dernier mot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAYmm6l-GDI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YbrdejJMHCk/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 126px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAYmm6l-GDI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YbrdejJMHCk/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478108446748186674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Putain !"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;dernier mot du pilote du Tupolev qui s'est écrasé avec ses 96 occupants dont le président de la république polonaise, le 10 avril dernier, et publié hier sur le site du ministère de l'intérieur. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Enfin, "Kurwa" en polonais dans le texte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;source &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Libération&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; du 2 juin 2010.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7733092032948626293?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7733092032948626293/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/le-dernier-mot.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7733092032948626293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7733092032948626293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/le-dernier-mot.html' title='Le dernier mot'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TAYmm6l-GDI/AAAAAAAABBQ/YbrdejJMHCk/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2424535605116331021</id><published>2010-06-01T11:37:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-22T11:36:09.351+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Absolutely fabulous</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TATZ6Jxs64I/AAAAAAAABBI/kKGIOsD25Go/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 96px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 116px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477742639869389698" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TATZ6Jxs64I/AAAAAAAABBI/kKGIOsD25Go/s200/images.jpeg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Voilà Sarah Ferguson &lt;/b&gt;sommée de s'expliquer ce jour chez Oprah Winfrey sur cette vidéo où on la voit accepter une enveloppe de 500 000 euros d'un homme d'affaires, pour rencontrer son ex, le prince Andrew. Sarah a trouvé une excuse : elle était bourrée. &lt;div&gt;A 4 heures de l'après-midi ???????!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2424535605116331021?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2424535605116331021/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/absolutely-fabulous.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2424535605116331021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2424535605116331021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/06/absolutely-fabulous.html' title='Absolutely fabulous'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TATZ6Jxs64I/AAAAAAAABBI/kKGIOsD25Go/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-755970923959981321</id><published>2010-05-31T09:29:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-31T09:45:27.587+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eurovision'/><title type='text'>Eurovision 2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TANow4GLkUI/AAAAAAAABBA/g-cnHdCbe-s/s1600/eurovision.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 124px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 112px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477336760713974082" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TANow4GLkUI/AAAAAAAABBA/g-cnHdCbe-s/s200/eurovision.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Par un incompréhensible concours de circonstance&lt;/strong&gt; et malgré une chanson au texte cisellé, la France n'est arrivée que 12e de l'Eurovision 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Pour réparer cette injustice, Monpetitmag tient à immortaliser ici même les paroles de "&lt;em&gt;Allez ola olé &lt;/em&gt;", entonnée sous les feux de la rampe par le chaloupant Jessy Matador et ses pulpeuses choristes. Attention, c'est du lourd. Jugez plutôt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Elle :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Chouchou faut te lever et bouger ton fessier&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Danser collé serré pour un baiser salé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Prends moi par le côté, fais moi ton déhanché&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;La la ca va chauffer, je sens le truc monter ! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Lui : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah yeh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allez allez allez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allez Olla Olé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allez allez allez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Olla olé&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Allez Allez Allez&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;C'est le son de l'année"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;et bonne semaine mes lapins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-755970923959981321?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/755970923959981321/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/eurovision-2010.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/755970923959981321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/755970923959981321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/eurovision-2010.html' title='Eurovision 2010'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TANow4GLkUI/AAAAAAAABBA/g-cnHdCbe-s/s72-c/eurovision.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-5047916985694910048</id><published>2010-05-29T08:21:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T08:25:57.374+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Le oups de la semaine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TACzUJnVGNI/AAAAAAAABA4/J6GavjEY3BE/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 109px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TACzUJnVGNI/AAAAAAAABA4/J6GavjEY3BE/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476574305642158290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" Elle est grosse Marion Bartoli "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fine analyse sportive d'une tenniswoman par Marc-Olivier Fogiel, sur Europe 1 le 27 mai, ignorant que son micro était resté ouvert.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-5047916985694910048?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/5047916985694910048/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/le-oups-de-la-semaine.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5047916985694910048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/5047916985694910048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/le-oups-de-la-semaine.html' title='Le oups de la semaine'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/TACzUJnVGNI/AAAAAAAABA4/J6GavjEY3BE/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-7902710594816574528</id><published>2010-05-28T10:04:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T10:13:47.927+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre bizarre'/><title type='text'>Bizarre autant qu'étrange (suite)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_97K-ZYDwI/AAAAAAAABAw/6l8vAd90H28/s1600/assembl%C3%A9e.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 105px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476231100384153346" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_97K-ZYDwI/AAAAAAAABAw/6l8vAd90H28/s200/assembl%C3%A9e.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Il se passe de drôles de trucs&lt;/strong&gt; à l'Assemblée Nationale. Ainsi, un cachot emmuré vient d'être découvert, suite à des travaux, à deux pas de l'hémicycle. Encore plus bizarre, en 2005, des ossements de cheval avaient été découverts sous les locaux occupés par le groupe communiste. Pire qu'au cimetière du Père Lachaise les soirs de pleine lune !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;source : Le Parisien 28 mai 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-7902710594816574528?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/7902710594816574528/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/bizarre-autant-quetrange-suite.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7902710594816574528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/7902710594816574528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/bizarre-autant-quetrange-suite.html' title='Bizarre autant qu&apos;étrange (suite)'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_97K-ZYDwI/AAAAAAAABAw/6l8vAd90H28/s72-c/assembl%C3%A9e.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3394974555485463627</id><published>2010-05-27T10:12:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T10:25:19.482+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nicolas sarkozy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Les promesses n'engagent que ceux qui les croient</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_4sWllhOmI/AAAAAAAABAo/oCctZVb6D3A/s1600/pinochio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 126px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475862963487324770" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_4sWllhOmI/AAAAAAAABAo/oCctZVb6D3A/s200/pinochio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;"Je dis que je ne le ferai pas. Pour un certain nombre de raisons et la première et que je n'en ai pas parlé pendant ma campagne présidentielle. Ce n'est pas un engagement que j'ai pris devant les Français, je n'ai donc pas de mandat pour faire cela. Et ça compte vous savez, pour moi. Je me suis engagé à faire ce que j'avais promis. je n'ai pas parlé des 63,5 ans donc je ne le ferai pas."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy, mai 2008, interrogé sur RTL au sujet du report de l'âge légal de départ à la retraite.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3394974555485463627?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3394974555485463627/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/les-promesses-nengagent-que-ceux-qui.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3394974555485463627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3394974555485463627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/les-promesses-nengagent-que-ceux-qui.html' title='Les promesses n&apos;engagent que ceux qui les croient'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_4sWllhOmI/AAAAAAAABAo/oCctZVb6D3A/s72-c/pinochio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3498000459490139316</id><published>2010-05-26T13:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T13:52:17.383+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Belle des champs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_0LZt8-owI/AAAAAAAABAg/7Y2RwUVd7SY/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 122px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_0LZt8-owI/AAAAAAAABAg/7Y2RwUVd7SY/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475545258412385026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;"L'accouchement a été naturel comme celui des vieilles paysannes." &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monica Belluci au V&lt;i&gt;anity Fair&lt;/i&gt; italien au sujet de la naissance de sa deuxième fille. Vieille paysanne, vieille paysanne, elle n'a que 45 ans tout de même, Monica.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;source : Libération 26 mai 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3498000459490139316?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3498000459490139316/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/belle-des-champs.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3498000459490139316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3498000459490139316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/belle-des-champs.html' title='Belle des champs'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_0LZt8-owI/AAAAAAAABAg/7Y2RwUVd7SY/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-3716066474571336418</id><published>2010-05-25T09:27:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T09:33:20.121+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>La chanson du jour</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_t9KeQk3UI/AAAAAAAABAY/6ZUokx544jY/s1600/jos%C3%A9phine+backer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 86px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 127px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475107390873722178" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_t9KeQk3UI/AAAAAAAABAY/6ZUokx544jY/s200/jos%C3%A9phine+backer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;em&gt;J'ai deux amours, DSK et Aubry. Mon pari est le pays."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jean-Christophe Cambadélis, secrétaire national du PS à l'international dans &lt;em&gt;Libération&lt;/em&gt;, très Joséphine Backer, les bananes en moins.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-3716066474571336418?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/3716066474571336418/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-chanson-du-jour.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3716066474571336418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/3716066474571336418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/la-chanson-du-jour.html' title='La chanson du jour'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_t9KeQk3UI/AAAAAAAABAY/6ZUokx544jY/s72-c/jos%C3%A9phine+backer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-37503069268850575</id><published>2010-05-17T17:49:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T17:55:47.518+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='La citation de la semaine'/><title type='text'>Histoire de nez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_Fmz-oFN2I/AAAAAAAABAQ/lp53wqt2aio/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 111px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_Fmz-oFN2I/AAAAAAAABAQ/lp53wqt2aio/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472268065402337122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;b&gt;A titre totalement personnel, c'est vrai qu'à vue de nez, ça me chiffonne un peu le nez quand même."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cécile Duflot, très Cléopâtre sur RTL, au sujet d'une candidature de DSK en 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;source : libération 17 mai 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-37503069268850575?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/37503069268850575/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/histoire-de-nez.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/37503069268850575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/37503069268850575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/histoire-de-nez.html' title='Histoire de nez'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S_Fmz-oFN2I/AAAAAAAABAQ/lp53wqt2aio/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2941137575461712566</id><published>2010-05-14T12:44:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T12:56:53.501+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le meilleur de la télé'/><title type='text'>Le coup de pied de l'âne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-0sVhGLlsI/AAAAAAAABAE/s9618Tm912c/s1600/0787c5f9c3848574.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 103px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-0sVhGLlsI/AAAAAAAABAE/s9618Tm912c/s200/0787c5f9c3848574.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471077870498191042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"L'élection d'Endemol sera pour les candidates qui n'ont pas de gêne et mon émission pour celles qui ont de la dignité. &lt;/i&gt;"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Genevieve de Fontenay qui lance sa propre élection de Miss France. Et pan dans les dents à TF1.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2941137575461712566?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2941137575461712566/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/le-coup-de-pied-de-lane.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2941137575461712566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2941137575461712566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/le-coup-de-pied-de-lane.html' title='Le coup de pied de l&apos;âne'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-0sVhGLlsI/AAAAAAAABAE/s9618Tm912c/s72-c/0787c5f9c3848574.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-2559098847073729281</id><published>2010-05-11T10:25:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T10:37:28.444+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Carla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Sex and the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-kXHoxetXI/AAAAAAAAA_8/lbh4kx9y_RY/s1600/images-1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-kXHoxetXI/AAAAAAAAA_8/lbh4kx9y_RY/s200/images-1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469928642389652850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;Emoi général outre-atlantique&lt;/b&gt; : un  journaliste américain dévoile, dans un ouvrage à paraître, les sujets de conversation des premières dames, dès qu'elles se trouvent loin des micros. Stupeur : on apprend que Carla Bruni, qui l'eût cru, ne parle que de sexe  à Michelle Obama, lui détaillant comment elle et le président auraient fait attendre de hautes personnalités, tout occupés qu'ils étaient à faire la bête à deux dos.&lt;div&gt;Mais qu'ils ont bêtes ces journalistes ! Ils pensaient vraiment que les premières dame parlaient tricot ou cuisine ?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-2559098847073729281?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/2559098847073729281/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/sex-and-city.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2559098847073729281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/2559098847073729281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/sex-and-city.html' title='Sex and the city'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-kXHoxetXI/AAAAAAAAA_8/lbh4kx9y_RY/s72-c/images-1.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-9107174586159080222</id><published>2010-05-10T15:08:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-10T15:14:51.984+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='No comment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Le chiffre du jour'/><title type='text'>Allez les Bleus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-gGwyL3zLI/AAAAAAAAA_0/axA0gcDJZec/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 102px; height: 132px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-gGwyL3zLI/AAAAAAAAA_0/axA0gcDJZec/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469629182616521906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;40 000 : c'est le nombre de prostituées prévues&lt;/b&gt;, en plus des habituelles autochtones, en Afrique du Sud durant la Coupe du monde de football. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-9107174586159080222?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/9107174586159080222/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/allez-les-bleus.html#comment-form' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/9107174586159080222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/9107174586159080222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/allez-les-bleus.html' title='Allez les Bleus'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-gGwyL3zLI/AAAAAAAAA_0/axA0gcDJZec/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-6452792084172845476</id><published>2010-05-09T14:14:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-09T14:24:21.671+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bizarre bizarre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Bizarre autant qu'étrange</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-apZPGCjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XGVU-Ai9mpw/s1600/images.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 136px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-apZPGCjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XGVU-Ai9mpw/s200/images.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469245048501734754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E&lt;b&gt;n me désabonnant d'une newsletter&lt;/b&gt;, je reçois le message suivant : &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Nous avons bien pris en compte les modifications liées à votre abonnement. Et si vous profitiez de nombreux autres avantages en vous inscrivant dès maintenant sur notre site ? C'est facile, gratuit et en plus, vous avez tout à y gagner."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;C'est moi, ou on vit quand même dans un drôle de monde ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-6452792084172845476?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/6452792084172845476/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/bizarre-autant-quetrange.html#comment-form' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6452792084172845476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/6452792084172845476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/bizarre-autant-quetrange.html' title='Bizarre autant qu&apos;étrange'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-apZPGCjWI/AAAAAAAAA_s/XGVU-Ai9mpw/s72-c/images.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4535475504174656440.post-8516068313075379074</id><published>2010-05-07T10:19:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T10:29:10.864+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ma semaine'/><title type='text'>Mode</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-PPTLDkleI/AAAAAAAAA_k/E2An3Q0PyFA/s1600/perruque.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 83px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 124px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468442300850148834" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-PPTLDkleI/AAAAAAAAA_k/E2An3Q0PyFA/s200/perruque.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Votre bébé fille n'en peut plus&lt;/strong&gt; de porter des bandeaux roses sur son crane chauve ? Marre de répondre "mais non c'est une fille !" quand on vous dit "oh le joli petit garçon !" ?&lt;br /&gt;Avez-vous pensé à la perruque pour bébé ?&lt;br /&gt;Mais si, ça existe. Ca s'appele Baby bangs !, C'est américain et c'est affreux.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4535475504174656440-8516068313075379074?l=monpetitmag.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/feeds/8516068313075379074/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/mode.html#comment-form' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8516068313075379074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4535475504174656440/posts/default/8516068313075379074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://monpetitmag.blogspot.com/2010/05/mode.html' title='Mode'/><author><name>Mon oeil</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08891228202666069549</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/SNz89ew1-lI/AAAAAAAAAAM/TkdAjoEkeww/S220/Photo+4.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CxGpXNkKeAM/S-PPTLDkleI/AAAAAAAAA_k/E2An3Q0PyFA/s72-c/perruque.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
