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a tres dias, pone el banner de Filmus - Tomada en tu blog


Dale, faltan 3 dias, ya nos cansamos de ver el 'yo lo voto' a maurice por todos lados. Metelo al Dany Filmus en tu blog. El codigo, aqui!!!!

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  1. Si lo usan, avisen, asi pase a ver.

    Abrazos!!!

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  2. A darle manija. Se puede arrimar el bochin, que no sean mas de 20 los puntos de ventaja. Hacer las cosas con mucha dignidad. Estamos a tiempo.

    Abrazos!!!

    ResponderBorrar
  3. que cagada que les han pegado... en CABA, SANTA FE y ahora en CBA. que tal les ha quedado el chaleco?

    ResponderBorrar
  4. Cosecharás tu siembra...

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  5. Estimado Bloguero,
    Si sos un bloguero pago por el gobierno nacional, este mensaje no es para vos.
    Si sos un bloguero contaminado con fanatizacion, este mensaje tampoco es para vos, no necesitas pensar ni tener ideas propias.
    Si te hicieron creer que la militancia servia, que era para cambiar las cosas, que habia que tener juicio critico, que necesitabamos un periodismo independiente que repregunte, que necesitamos ir por la verdad y saber la verdad, que necesitamos un pais para todos donde todos participemos y construyamos, tal vez te interese mirar mi blog.
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    Actualizacion 5/08

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