advertencia, el siguiente, es un video con fuertes contenidos violentos, se recomienda discrecion....
saludos!!!
martes, 27 de mayo de 2008
un paseo por el puente de Dios
aqui se muestra un poco de lo hermosa que es la huasteca.
Durante un buen tiempo estuve en Tamasopo trabajando, asi que tuve tiempillo para visitar lso lugares que caracterizan el lugar, he aqui un ejemplo:
saludos!!!
Durante un buen tiempo estuve en Tamasopo trabajando, asi que tuve tiempillo para visitar lso lugares que caracterizan el lugar, he aqui un ejemplo:
saludos!!!
MY SPACE
aqui esta mi espacio, tiene buena cantidad de fotos, y otras cosillas
http://mrddogo.spaces.live.com/
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http://mrddogo.spaces.live.com/
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el cumple de mi tia pachis
no busco con esto mas que mostrar tal vez la ultima fiesta en que la familia estuvo unida y contenta.
espero no herir suceptibilidades, en caso contrario, por favor avisenme
saludos
espero no herir suceptibilidades, en caso contrario, por favor avisenme
saludos
mi metroflog
los invito a ver mi metro, igual opinen y si lo deseas, manda tus fotos, todo link sera incluido
http://www.metroflog.com/mrddogo
saludos!!
http://www.metroflog.com/mrddogo
saludos!!
mi ultimo dia en san luis capital
Mi ultimo dia en San Luis capital
aqui les dejo este video, que quienes estuvieron ahi presentes, seguro recordaran, verdad cheko, pacopan, mayra nohelia, quiquin y en especial el amigo paletas???
aqui les dejo este video, que quienes estuvieron ahi presentes, seguro recordaran, verdad cheko, pacopan, mayra nohelia, quiquin y en especial el amigo paletas???
el inicio
el que no tiene nada que hacer, hace que hace, por hacer...
hoy se comienza el presente blog, donde se buscara simplemente poder expresar la idea sobre casi cualquier tema, como válvula de escape, en la constante necesidad de buscar formas para ser participe en una u otra forma en esta sociedad ahora mezclada entre lo real y lo virtual.
Todo comentario sera bienvenido, publicado sin restricción esperando la interactividad para lograr hacer de este, un centro de intercambio de palabras entre quien lo desee.
Se mostraran, y aceptarán vínculos, multimedia, o cualquier otra forma necesaria, en favor de una mayor claridad.
Sin mas por el momento, esperando sus criticas, participaciones y demas, se despide su servidor:
RODOLFO ANDRADE MEDINA
hoy se comienza el presente blog, donde se buscara simplemente poder expresar la idea sobre casi cualquier tema, como válvula de escape, en la constante necesidad de buscar formas para ser participe en una u otra forma en esta sociedad ahora mezclada entre lo real y lo virtual.
Todo comentario sera bienvenido, publicado sin restricción esperando la interactividad para lograr hacer de este, un centro de intercambio de palabras entre quien lo desee.
Se mostraran, y aceptarán vínculos, multimedia, o cualquier otra forma necesaria, en favor de una mayor claridad.
Sin mas por el momento, esperando sus criticas, participaciones y demas, se despide su servidor:
RODOLFO ANDRADE MEDINA
lunes, 31 de diciembre de 2007
Satisfy=Her-With_Ero-joy!!
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Guessed that someone to abby. Most of their home in front door.
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