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(1)</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/76ab5040/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C167980A870A60EB0EG0E10Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Nous avons presqu'oublié combien il est étonant qu'un animal aussi grand, aussi puissant et aussi intelligent puisse accepter sur son dos unautre animal tellement plus...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/76ab5040/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1990938688/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1990938688/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1990938688/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1990938688/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1679808706-B-G-1.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-04-10T22:36:53Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1679808706-B-G-1.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1679808706.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Nous avons presqu&#039;oublié combien il est étonant qu&#039;un animal aussi grand, aussi puissant et aussi intelligent puisse accepter sur son dos unautre animal tellement plus...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>B.G. (2)</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/554d0fa8/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C167980A73220EB0EG0E20Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Le cheval est la projection des rêves que l'homme se fait de lui-même : fort, puissant, beau, magnifique. 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Me reprocher d&#039;être méchante De ne pas avoir de compassion D&#039;être froide Mais ils ne savent pas, ne cherchent pas à savoir...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Th3y'r3 R3d Hot...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/78f1686/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C1579468660A0ETh3y0Er30ER3d0EHot0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/78f1686/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/126817926/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/126817926/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/126817926/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/126817926/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1579468660-Th3y-r3-R3d-Hot.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-27T20:19:35Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1579468660-Th3y-r3-R3d-Hot.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1579468660.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/670a0511/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C1577250A20A0A0Eposted0Eon0E20A0A80E0A20E260Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Bon Baiser de Valence! Larah... &lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/670a0511/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1728709905/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1728709905/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/1728709905/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/1728709905/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1577250200-posted-on-2008-02-26.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-26T20:42:18Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1577250200-posted-on-2008-02-26.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1577250200.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Bon Baiser de Valence! Larah... </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/dc76532/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C15721527640Eposted0Eon0E20A0A80E0A20E240Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Pas envie qu'il parte, c'est la première fois que je m'attache comme ça à un cheval Je l'aimeuh!&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/dc76532/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/231171378/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/231171378/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/231171378/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/231171378/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1572152764-posted-on-2008-02-24.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-27T20:20:24Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1572152764-posted-on-2008-02-24.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1572152764.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Pas envie qu&#039;il parte, c&#039;est la première fois que je m&#039;attache comme ça à un cheval Je l&#039;aimeuh!</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Maman disait souvent que la vie est comme une boite de chocolat, à peine à la moitié, j'ai déjà envie de gerber!</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/2f8b97b3/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C1554290A330A0EMaman0Edisait0Esouvent0Eque0Ela0Evie0Eest0Ecomme0Eune0Eboite0Ede0Echocolat0Ea0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&amp;#9834; Ne me secoue surtout pas car je suis plein de larmes &amp;#9834;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/2f8b97b3/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/797677491/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/797677491/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/797677491/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/797677491/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1554290330-Maman-disait-souvent-que-la-vie-est-comme-une-boite-de-chocolat-a.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-17T21:07:27Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1554290330-Maman-disait-souvent-que-la-vie-est-comme-une-boite-de-chocolat-a.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1554290330.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> &amp;#9834; Ne me secoue surtout pas car je suis plein de larmes &amp;#9834;</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Mais qu'il est beau</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e142ece/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C15542774760EMais0Equ0Eil0Eest0Ebeau0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e142ece/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/236203726/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/236203726/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/236203726/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/236203726/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1554277476-Mais-qu-il-est-beau.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-17T21:03:19Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1554277476-Mais-qu-il-est-beau.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1554277476.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> </p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title /><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/33f2fea6/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C1539790A510A0Eposted0Eon0E20A0A80E0A20E110Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Quelle journée mes chers camarades! Une promenade à dos de cheval géniale! Des grands galops où je largue ma chachou et son vieux "tacot" Des tracteurs à la pelle...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/33f2fea6/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/871562918/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/871562918/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/871562918/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/871562918/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1539790510-posted-on-2008-02-11.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-11T21:20:35Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1539790510-posted-on-2008-02-11.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1539790510.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Quelle journée mes chers camarades! Une promenade à dos de cheval géniale! Des grands galops où je largue ma chachou et son vieux &quot;tacot&quot; Des tracteurs à la pelle...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>GOD BLESS BLEED AMERICA</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e03de93/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C152580A4950A0EGOD0EBLESS0EBLEED0EAMERICA0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Ses yeux ne reflétaient pas la misère devenue intime, seulement la résignation de tout un peuple...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/e03de93/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/235134611/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/235134611/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/235134611/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/235134611/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1525804950-GOD-BLESS-BLEED-AMERICA.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-05T21:18:10Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1525804950-GOD-BLESS-BLEED-AMERICA.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1525804950.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Ses yeux ne reflétaient pas la misère devenue intime, seulement la résignation de tout un peuple...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>I Walk Now Into The Wild</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/a5aa1c8/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C15257821760EI0EWalk0ENow0EInto0EThe0EWild0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Le bonheur n'est complet que s'il est partagé...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/a5aa1c8/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/173711816/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/173711816/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/173711816/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/173711816/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1525782176-I-Walk-Now-Into-The-Wild.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2008-02-05T21:10:52Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1525782176-I-Walk-Now-Into-The-Wild.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1525782176.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Le bonheur n&#039;est complet que s&#039;il est partagé...</p>]]></content:encoded></item><item><title>Every Person...</title><link>http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/12f08fc/l/0Lunderthebridg30Bskyrock0N0C1390A7366990EEvery0EPerson0Bhtml/story01.htm</link><description>Qu'est-ce que je ferais sans vous? Je préfère ne pas l'imaginer. Ca ne sert à rien d'écrire des pavés, vous n'allez jamais venir sur ce blog, encore moins sur...&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='http://rss.feedsportal.com/c/32256/f/437763/p/1/s/12f08fc/mf.gif' border='0'/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/19859708/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/19859708/a2.htm"&gt;&lt;img src="http://da.feedsportal.com/r/19859708/u/0/f/437763/c/32256/s/19859708/a2.img" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;</description><guid isPermaLink="false">http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1390736699-Every-Person.html</guid><dc:creator>underthebridg3</dc:creator><dc:subject>Skyrock Blog</dc:subject><dc:date>2007-12-08T22:03:56Z</dc:date><dc:language>fr</dc:language><content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><a href="http://underthebridg3.skyrock.com/1390736699-Every-Person.html"><img align="left" src="http://15.mgl.skyrock.com/blog/vig/underthebridg3.31631115.1390736699.0.jpg" alt="" /></a> Qu&#039;est-ce que je ferais sans vous? 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